Drarry Oneshots- Smut and Fluff

You Were Saying...?❤️

Another smut for you horny folks, this is one of my personal favourites tbh so hope you enjoy!<3

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"He's such an insufferable git, I mean come on, he thinks he's better than everyone else when really he's just a prat." Ron scowled in the blonde's direction, getting completely ignored as Draco kept his head down, focusing on his work. Harry gave his friend a side-ways glance before rolling his eyes and continuing to copy Snape's notes onto his parchment.

"Look at him, stupid teacher's pet. The only reason he passes is cos Snape is his bloody godfather, I bet he's thick as Hermione's book collection really." Ron continued, still staring daggers into the back of Malfoy's head, hoping that somehow an actual dagger would appear there. Harry sighed deeply, sounding frustrated as he glared at Ron who was too fixated on Draco's skull to notice. The brunette put his quill down, probably more violently than necessary, crossing his arms and resisting the urge to give Ron a quick whack round the head.

"He's just so annoying, walking round like he's all perfect with his gross mess that he calls hair and daddy's expensive robes." Harry slammed his hand down on the desk, causing a few students to turn to him, including Ron who looked slightly concerned for his friend who looked as if he had a broom shoved up his arse.

"You alright Harry?"

"Actually Ron I'm doing fine, however, so is Draco despite what you might think, he's actually one of the most intelligent people in our year and he far surpasses you in that area and as for his hair, I'd agree that it is rather perfect if you're so interested." Harry's voice was a venomous whisper as he looked at Ron, not bothering to care about the pupil's that were possibly within earshot.

Ron looked baffled once Harry had finished his mini outburst, staring at him with wide eyes because, was Harry really defending Malfoy? And did he just say his hair was perfect?

Harry's angry expression faded as his own words reached his ears and he realised what he'd said, going bright red as he shot a glance to Draco who was staring at him with a similar expression to Ron's only slightly less disgusted. The pair made eye contact for a split second before Harry blushed a bright pink and looked away, standing and gathering his things within seconds, walking to Snape's desk and putting his finished parchment down and walking from the room, ignoring the eyes he could feel on his back.

Draco couldn't help the smirk that spread across his face because he has great hearing, and he heard every word.

2 Hours Later

Harry walked through the corridors, not really knowing where he was going or having any destination in mind, just walking. He was avoiding Ron mainly, because of what happened in potions but everyone in the common room was also asking what it was about so he decided to just leave altogether, he knew nobody would bother to follow him, all being too lazy to even stand up to get their own snacks. Maybe Harry should get some snacks while he's out and about. Maybe later.

For now, Harry slumped down against the nearest wall, tired of walking aimlessly through Hogwarts' never-ending halls. The brunette pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and resting his forehead on his knees, closing his eyes and sighing deeply. All he could think about was Draco, which wasn't unusual obviously but recently it'd been different. Instead of the usual thoughts he'd had since 1st year of Draco being a foul git, they'd changed into ones of concern whenever the blonde looked upset or admiration whenever he smiled. Harry already knew what was wrong with him, but he refused to admit that he was falling for 'The Slytherin Prince'.

He didn't see any point in admitting his feelings to himself, or anybody else for that matter, since nothing was to come of them besides self-loathing and pain.