Drarry One-Shots - A Collection

Nineteen

The Slytherin

He watched as the soft, velvet, strands of white fell into the face of his opponent. How his soft, yet muscular, hands gripped onto the edge of his broom. When he spoke, his voice was soft and sharp. "Potter." He greeted. "How nice of you to finally show up for a game without a broken limb."

"Broken limbs that you've caused."

Draco smirked, rosy lips puckering up mockingly. "But it's got you in with the ladies, hasn't it?"

Harry rolled his eyes.

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"Harry!" Exclaimed the Slytherin as his team filed out of the boy's locker room. "Come!"

Harry found himself shaking his head, an amused smile plastered to his face. "What is it, love?" He asked once he had reached Draco, who was hiding behind one of the many rows of lockers.

Draco reached out to him, giving him a hug and kissing his face lightly. "I'm sorry for what I said to you during the game.."

"It's alright, we agreed we would keep this secret."

"I know but," Draco gulped, "I still feel awful."

"There's no need to." Harry kissed his forehead, then his lips. "I said awful things too."

"Thank you."

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It was late now, as the gryffindor's partied in their tower, the music loud and blasting. Ron, Hermione and Harry all stood in a cluster in the center of the room, dancing to the tune of the music.

It was well past midnight, by the looks of the darkened windows. What they were not ready for, however, was the common room portrait hole banging open only to reveal a whole gaggle of Slytherins. At the very front of them, Draco Malfoy.

He fell into the middle circle, hands immediately wrapping around Harry. "Gryffindors! It's I, your king, who has arrived." The whole of the group stood silent as they observed him kissing their savior on the lips.

Many of the students gasped, other's giggled, a few even cheered after the initial shock wore off. Draco continued, "I have come with the intention of asking my boyfriend, here, to..."

Everybody waited with bated breath as he knelt down on one knee and out of his jeans pockets, an onion ring was produced. He held it up to the light, looking at his boyfriend. "Will you marry me?"

Everybody cheered as Harry nodded, giggling. Draco was definitely drunk.