-Drarry
-Draco top
-18+ parts/ smut ig
-They are in their last year or year after Voldemort dies.
-Ginny likes Harry- Harry is in the closet as Bi
-Not normal POV's
What to do when your enemy suddenly hears you moan...and likes it? What to do whe...
"Okay so! Dark green shirt to make your bright green eyes pop-" Hermione raises a green-black t-shirt with an open back. "Plus some black jeans." Hermione was over her highs with picking my outfit.
Though don't quite like the shirts back I still accepted the close with a sassy looks. I changed slowly knowing I'd make her mad. I stuffed a white zip up jacket from into my satchel. Deciding to bring it in case I got the chance to work on some homework or read my book. Besides it's nighttime I'm sure it'll be cold.
I walked out to Hermione. My eyes showing just how annoyed I was with these clothes. I passed and and plopped down on my mat before snatching socks from the girl. She watched as I pulled them on and did the same with my green sneakers. Honestly. I don't understand her fashion with green when my favorite color is typically dark water blue.
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I'd have to assume that's because of Draco being a Slytherin.
"Are you just going to watch me?" I question not to sure what else she could do.
"No. I'm going to make sure you actually go."
"Why would I not want to." I stand up. My voice sounding stern.
"Cold feet." She says like it's an obvious answer.
"Over what." I rolled my eyes. Stepping over to the magical changing rooms and grabbing my satchel.
"Nothing I suppose. But you must tell me what you and Draco talk about okay."
"Yeah sure," I pause as I start to walk. "You called him Draco for the first time. I look at her stunned.
She has her tounge out, nose crinkled and eyes squinted. Her hands are up (in the ✨ way) as if something had just splattered all over her.
"Ewww. God I know. I'll stick to Malfoy. I don't understand how you can call him that."
I laughed as she shook her head and hands grossly. She then stood more properly and smiled at me. I have a nod and happily turned away.
"It's his name Hermione. Get used to me saying it." I was happy with the thought of the name sticking.
I walked silently away checking my watch for the time. It was about 8:55. I felt excited getting out to the fountain again. It was beautiful out there and with Draco's company something about it was peaceful. Practically a slip in my foot with how my excitement took over I made it just as nine o' clock.
Draco already sat there reading a book and leaning against the fountain wall. Draco's hair whipped lightly and his eyes scanned over the book. A small 'ding ding' came from Draco and he quickly looked to his wand. A bright light glowed at the end of it making the same sound. He snatched it from next to him and waved it gently in the air.