Drarry Oneshots

Love and Hate

Tw: angst + arguments + sexual jokes
Plot: while arguing, Harry asks the big question, "why do you hate me?" and Draco replies honestly.

Written by MelBel
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"Merlin, I'm getting tired of this Potter," Malfoy growls out. Potter has pulled him from his class again claiming he needed to talk to Draco about some secret wizard stuff, but in reality he just needs to talk to him about their relationship together.

The two are enemies and that's all they ever will be, but Draco's been giving him the cold shoulder more than usual. He's started avoiding Potter and doesn't even bother to make any snarky remarks in the halls or classes. The whole thing is throwing Harry off.

"You can't keep pulling me from classes because you think I'm up to something," Draco reminds him. Harry just rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest.

"I don't think you're up to anything! I just wanted to talk to you," Harry says, somewhat telling the truth.

Draco stares at him with a blank expression before replying,

"Oh really?" Now it's Draco's turn to cross his arms over his chest. For the last week Potter has been pulling him out of classes and it's beginning to get ridiculous.

"Okay, maybe I do think you're up to something, but only because you've been avoiding me!" Harry says honestly while uncrossing his arms and flailing them slightly as he complains.

"We aren't friends Potter, of course I'm not talking to you," he sneers, still feeling rather betrayed over the fact Harry never shook his hand.

Harry goes silent for a moment before tilting his head, "can you just tell me what I did?" He begs.

Draco scoffs and shakes his head no.

"You didn't do anything. We aren't friends so I see no reason to talk to you," Draco says coldly. He glares at Harry, hoping the conversation will just end there and he can return to class.

"But you used to always talk to me," Harry has to hold back a pout.

Draco furrows his eyebrows together. He sees no reason for Potter to be upset over this. All Malfoy's ever done was bully him and make his life miserable, now the moment he stops Harry is complaining that he's distant.

"I used to always insult you," he corrects. Harry rolls his eyes and let's out a heavy sigh. Now is not the time for Draco to be difficult.

"So you are or aren't purposely ignoring me?" Harry asks again. Malfoy looks at him with a dull expression.

"We aren't friends," is all he says. "Now, would you please let me return to class? I'm sure I'm missing valuable notes right now because of you," Draco starts walking to the door but Potter grabs his wrist, turning him around.

"Why do you hate me to much Draco?!"

Malfoy freezes as he hears Harry call him by his first name, as if they were friends. His eyes follow down Harry's arm to hand, which is firmly wrapped around his wrist. Draco yanks it back, freeing himself.

"Hate you? Why would I ever hate you? I'm jealous of you Potter!" He says, feeling rather infuriated. Draco just wants to get back to class, he doesn't want to deal with any of this drama.

"You're jealous of me?" Harry asks, his tone softer than it was before.

"Bloody hell Harry... yes! I'm jealous of you. There, I said it out loud again, may I please go now?" He asks impatiently. He's barley said anything but he's already exposed too much.