Drarry one shots

Crushes

So, this is going to be a modern world , where we've got all the technology. They're still wizards , but they go to regular school and hide it. I hope ya'll enjoy it :)

Harry sat in his chair , trying not to lean back in his chair like a kindergartener out of boredom. Maybe he would have if Draco wasn't in this class...

He looked at the platinum haired boy , who had his elbow resting on the desk, chin in palm. His eyelids rested as if they were heavy as the teacher droned continuously about something that could easily be passed with minimal studying...

" potter?"

Harry had just barely caught the teacher announcing his name . " yes sir?" Harry replied quickly, snapping out of his Draco induced gaze. Professor Snape, the maths teacher rolled his eyes and restated what he'd said before : " I said , potter ' why don't you tell the class what's so interesting about Draco Malfoy , here?'"

" sorry , sir?" Harry replied, his face was growing hotter , and his heart rate jumped . He glanced around and noticed that more than half the class was now staring at him, some half-heartedly attempting to hide their grins .

Professor Snape now drifted back to the front of the class and stood in front of the board occupied almost entirely by arithmetic. " I just want to know..." he said , keeping his unamused facial expression, though Harry could spot a grin fighting haplessly to get through. " What makes Mr.Malfoy so interesting that I should stop my lesson." Snickers now  erupted throughout the room . Harry thumbed at the small graffiti of a flower left on his desk by a student who'd sat there previously.

He looked over at Draco , who was also looking at him, his eyes now alert and staring. Harry could not decipher the emotions underneath. Whoever said that the eyes were the mirror to the soul was a liar. Draco could cover that mirror any time he pleased. His lips were arched the slight sneer that they always were . And once he noticed that Harry was looking at him, his eyes seared Harry's chest.

Harry looked away, beat red .

" I'd like to know, too" Harry replied.

" sorry?" Snape asked accusingly.

Harry replied quickly , " I'd like to know what's so interesting about Draco that you'd have to interrupt your own class, too"

Snape looked dumbstruck , and the snickers now deflected onto him instead. " OUT!" He yelled.

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Later at lunch, Harry and held his phone in his lap , replying to Hermoine , who was texting him furiously about what she'd heard go about in Harry's class. He then felt a light tap on his shoulder , just barely any pressure. He looked back to see Draco walking quickly away from him. Thinking that it was just an accidental bump, he went back to typing out his reply to Hermoine.

Out of curiosity, he glanced upward from his phone again and was struck when he saw Draco's steel grey eyes staring back at him. He raised an eyebrow and discreetly beckoned for Harry to follow him . Not finishing the message, Harry got up and followed Draco, shoving his phone into his back pocket.

He was soon led to an empty staircase and brought into the space beneath it, behind the stairs. He hadn't noticed it, but his hands were now shaking. He was in an empty staircase , alone , with Draco.

" What is so interesting?" Draco asked with a sneer. Harry inwardly scolded himself . He couldn't forget who he had a crush on, the history of it all. Draco had seemingly hated him since first year, but... lately he's become softer , sweeter. Harry should have known it was all a rouse but...

The way that Draco's eyes fell onto Harry we're not accusing , even though his mouth was curled into his exceedingly familiar sneer.

" You..." Harry replied , his cheeks flushing all over again. Draco's sneer intensified.

" Me?? What's that supposed to mean, Potter?"

The heat in Harry's face was rising now, rising to fever pitch.

" I MEAN IT'S YOU!! YOU ARE WHAT INTERESTS ME, YOU ARE WHAT HAS ALWAYS INTERESTED ME, AND I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING VICTIM TO YOUR CRUELTIES , WHEN ALL I WANT TO DO IS LOVE YOU." Harry exclaimed.

He relished momentarily in Draco's dumbfounded look before attempting to storm off. Attempting.

He felt a slight tug at the back of his jacket and spun around, his eyes hot and brimming with tears. He was met with the soft countenance of Draco Malfoy , and was three inches away from said countenance.

" I want to love you, too Potter." Draco said softly. His warm breath brushed over Harry's mouth and chin. He smelled faintly of spearmint chewing gum. Harry's heart was thumping violently in his chest. He could feel it in his ears and silently willed himself to calm down. His eyes fluttered as he attempted to regulate his breathing. Draco's thin fingers were now grasping onto the front of Harry's shirt, the fabric balled into his fist.

Harry closed his eyes . " You don't..." he replied.

" But I do..." Draco whispered. " I already know so much about you... I watch you any chance that I get... teasing you obviously hasn't worked..." He chuckled at the last bit.

" You're a pretentious asshole." Harry replied.

" Shut up..." Draco sneered.

Before Harry could reply, Draco tugged on Harry's shirt, pulling him closer before pressing his lips to his. He let go of Harry's shirt and instead reached for his hand, which Harry gave him.

When they pulled apart, both were quite short of breath. They looked into each other's eyes disbelievingly, as if the other had done something exceptionally offensive ... or amazing.

" Let me learn to love you-" Draco choked out.

" O-okay..." Harry replied

I am a little rusty on their personalities, so if you're big on that I'm terribly sorry. I hope that, nonetheless , you enjoy . Blessed be 🫠✨