Harry woke up over an hour later with his head throbbing. He sat up rubbing the back of his head gingerly and looking around. The cauldron was lying on its side and ingredients were scattered everywhere.
As Harry began to remember what had happened he also realized that Malfoy was still unconscious. He was slumped against the wall with his eyes closed.
Harry walked over to him and as if his footsteps were an alarm clock Malfoy awoke and looked up at Harry. Harry looked down at him and Malfoy smirked. He stood up and Harry took a couple steps back.
Malfoy slowly inched closer as Harry stepped back. But there weren’t many places for Harry to go.
“Malfoy, what are you doing?”
Harry backed up into the wall and Malfoy put his hand on Harry’s chest to push him back. Harry could feel his face burning as Malfoy smirked at him, his face only a few inches from his own.
Then before Harry knew what was happening Malfoy’s lips were on his. Harry was confused and embarrassed. But then he realized that some of the love potion must
have affected Malfoy.
Harry knew that Malfoy was doing this against his will. But Harry didn’t resist. He didn’t push Malfoy away. Harry relaxed and kissed Malfoy back.
But then Malfoy pulled away. He grinned at Harry. “Like that, Potter?”
Harry ignored him. He just leaned forward and kissed Malfoy again not even realizing what he was getting into.
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I Hate That I Love You (Harco/Drarry)
FanfictionHarry's last year at Hogwarts, of course, had been interrupted by the war. The war that had ended the reign of Lord Voldemort. The Battle Of Hogwarts. But Harry wasn't ready to end his time there. He missed the castle, he missed his classes, he miss...
