My oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN)

Date or hangout

A/N HI! I wanted to explore drarry so here you go:

Harry ran his hands through his messy hair, Hermione was going to kill him. She had told him to finish reviewing these documents last week, but lately, he had been distracted.

It was definitely not because of Draco Malfoy.

He glanced over at the Auror who sat across him: Draco Malfoy. He seemed to be in a similar predicament as him. Harry raked his eyes over him, his no longer gelled hair was falling over his face and into his eyes, the blonde was resting his bored face on his hands as he wrote.

"Potter?" Draco's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Hmm?" He reached for the water resting on the table trying to make it seem like he hadn't been checking the other man out "I-I uh have two VIP tickets to the weird sisters' shindig on Sunday, you wanna come with me?" Harry spit his water out, was he trying to ask him out, or was he just overthinking this? "Yeah" He tried to keep the excitement from his voice, he really did.

"Great!" Draco exclaimed cheering up instantly. Harry simply nodded.

Two days later

"Did he ask me out or am I just crazy?" harry groaned, pacing nervously. "How 'bout you go to the gig and see how it goes?" Ron offered. "And you could get dressed, he's picking you up, isn't he?" Hermione suggested with a smile.

Twenty minutes later he was at his date? Harry wasn't really sure. Draco himself was rather fidgety. The concert was amazing and as it went on, Harry found himself relaxing more and more.

"Harry by the time this is over, it'll be pretty late, would you like to grab some dinner afterward?" Draco asked over the loud music. "I know a nice diner which is fifteen minutes from here," Harry answered.

Draco was right, by the time the concert was over, it was almost 10. So, the two walked down to the diner with smiles on their faces. The muggle waitress recognized harry immediately and said "Hullo harry! What can I get for you and your date?" "He's not my- "Harry began turning redder than a tomato but Malfoy cut him off "What are your recommendations for a first date?" The waitress smiled and left promptly.

The blonde turned to look at his date, who was turning a shade of red that could give the Weasley family's hair a run for its money. "Look Harry, I've fancied you for a long time and didn't know how to ask you out so I did this. I hope you're not mad," Draco explained, pretending to fix his collar. Harry squealed.

A/N You read the whole thing? Thanks!