Drarry Oneshots

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3rd Person POV

Snape sat at his desk glancing around at each student. His eyes landed on his godson, Draco Malfoy. It was ridiculous to say the least. Ever since the blond was a child he would go on and on about Harry Potter. "...everyone thinks he's so smart, wonderful Potter with his scar and his broomstick." The dark haired man ran his hands down his face, letting out a silent groan. He let his eyes wonder to the raven haired boy who he so hated. He knew it was wrong to hold a grudge against the boy just because of his arrogant father, but he couldn't help it. James Potter had made his life miserable. Snape shoved aside those feelings and watched him work. The boy was obviously concentrating, no doubt trying to avoid points getting taken from him.
Harry shivered as he felt someone's eyes on him he looked up glancing around the room and caught his potion master's eyes. They stared at each other for a moment before Snape sneered indicating for him to get back to work. Harry rolled his eyes and continued making the Draught Of Peace potion.
Snape looked back at Draco and let a small smirk invade his face as he got a certain mischievous idea.

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The Great Hall was filled with students stuffing their hungry mouths with the assortment of food on the tables. Severus Snape silently rose from his seat and walked down the Hall to the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy heard whispering around him and looked up to see his godfather walking towards him. He groaned.
"Malfoy." His voice was monotone and careless as usual.
"Yes, Proffesor?" The tall man stopped beside him, his black eyes boring into Draco's.
"Come with me." The man began to walk, not waiting for a response. The blond rolled his eyes and followed suit. They walked down the corridors and into the dungeons, feeling as the air got progressively colder. Draco didn't dare speak as they made their way towards Snape's office, however he was most curious. He hadn't done anything, lately at least, and even if he had the man wouldn't care.
Severus stopped outside his office pausing to open the door, he stepped aside allowing Draco in. The blond stepped inside the dark room and plopped down lazily in of the chairs.
"Draco, I've been meaning to speak to you about this for a while." The man rounded his desk and sat down hands intertwined. The blond perked a brow. Snape pulled a small vile from his cloak and placed it in front of the boy. Draco eyed it suspiciously.
"Drink it." The blond paused for a moment and glared at his godfather. Severus returned his gaze. The boy grabbed the vile and downed it in one gulp, he felt as a slightly familiar warmth spread through his body.
"Now," The larger male leaned back in his seat. "Tell me about Potter." Draco scrunched up his face.
"Why do you want to hear about him?" Snape said nothing. "Whatever." He paused thinking of what to say. "He's a slimy git. I mean everyone thinks he's so smart and talented, but he's such an arrogant stuck up twat which is the main reason why I don't understand why I like him." Snape's eyes widened. "Sure he's attractive with his stupid black hair and beautiful emerald eyes, but I don't know if I'm attracted to his personality or just his looks. It doesn't matter either way, because Father would not accept me." Snape stared at him, considering all that he had said. "Malfoy's can't be gay, and most certainly cannot be in love with their enemies." The blond boy was frowning. "That doesn't mean I can't admire him though. I know it's wrong, but he's just so damn adorable. The way he bites his lip when he concentrates and how he smiles whenever he's with his friends. He's so oblivious... whenever he catches me staring at him he just rolls his eyes and glares at me. It's strange, I didn't know it was possible to feel this way about someone let alone a man. It's not like anyone can blame for though, hundreds even thousands of men and women all over the bloody world are in love with him, and now I, Draco Malfoy, am too." He rested his head in his hand. "I suppose it could be worse, I could love a mudb-..." The boy suddenly froze. He stared at Snape who was looking at him curiously. "You put me under a truth potion!?" He shouted, rising to his feet. He threw his hands over his mouth. "You bloody git! If you even think about telling my father about this I swear-" Draco froze upon realizing who he was talking to. "My apologies proffesor..." He grumbled and in that moment Snape thought of how much alike him and Potter were... The man simply smirked and pulled out another vile.
"Antidote." He mumbled at the look on Draco's face. The blond grabbed it, drank it all, then stormed out of Snape's office grumbling multiple profanities. The tall man watched as the door closed.
'Interesting...'

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A yawn escaped Harry Potter as he walked through the corridors heading back to Gryffindor tower. He didn't really know why he was so tired, but he didn't mind since it got him away from Ron and Hermione's bickering. As he rounded a corner he hit something and stumbled. The boy looked up upon realizing he had hit a boy. Harry perked a brow upon seeing the very angry look on Malfoy's face.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked in a tone that was far from gentle. Draco rolled his eyes and shoved past him. Harry stopped himself from calling after the blond not wanting to fight so late at night. The boy's brows knitted together suddenly irritated from the encounter. He knew it was none of his business and that Malfoy had every right to not tell him, but it was still aggravating.
The boy continued his walk through the halls, almost reaching the portrait when suddenly he was slammed against the wall, someone grabbing the collar of his robes. His glasses slipped off a little, now crooked on his nose. He opened his eyes and glared upon seeing Draco once more.
"What do you want?" The blond was baring his teeth, looking more agitated than he did before their first encounter.
"What did you tell Snape!" Harry's anger was blinded for a moment by his sudden confusion.
"What?" The blonde pulled him closer.
"What. Did. You. Tell. Snape?" Harry stared into Draco's eyes confused with the situation at hand. He suddenly became aware of their close proximity and his face flushed.
"Malfoy, I don't know what you're talking about." He avoided eye contact with him. Draco sneered and tossed him against the wall.
"Fine." He said before walking away. Harry watched as he disappeared around a corner.
"What did he think I told Snape?"

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