drarry (oneshots)

fluff (1) valentines day

Valentine's day occured in Hogwarts, there were confessions everywhere. The Great Hall was decorated with pink, shiny balloons and paper hearts flying by themselves around the corridor.

A time of love, how perfect it would be for Malfoy to confess directly to the Boy-Who-Lived

But mainly, where will he get the courage? After all, this Malfoy is cowardly rather than brave just like Potter.

With the Season of Love comes with a truce between Slytherin and Gryffindor. The groups and gangs have sat together, chit chatting. Yet one boy caught Draco's eye.

"Harry? The whole time, while we were talking you'd just pick on your food. Something wrong?"

Hermione whispered.
"Nothing. Quite literally, I'm stressing for no reason."
"Maybe cuz you don't have a date. Look at everyone, majority of people here are couples. Check out Longbottom and Lovegood aye?" Ron jolted out. Too. Loud.

Draco had just finished eating, for now he was chewing on a fork; And, staring at Harry.
"Pansy. Come here"
Pansy stared at Draco blankly and eyed him up and down in a disturbed way while chewing on her food. At this point Malfoy stared her back and waited for her to finish.

"What's up?"
"Since WHEN did Slytherin and Gryffindor get together?"
"Since just now. It's too draining to insult the other House, not cool." She said as she bit onto another sandwich.

"I got one more thing. Since when did you get fed? Because you're eating like it's the end of the world."
Pansy hit Draco's shoulder while he giggled. "Merlin's Beard, Draco! You're VERBALLY abusing your best friend."

Malfoy rolled his eyes but still, chuckled. The two houses were fine with eachother, but what about Draco and Harry? It wasn't clear if they were fine with eachother either.

The both looked uncomfy sitting at the same table. Who knows what Potter feels? Because inside Malfoy, he's feeling flustered around his love.

After dinner, everyone returned to their houses. Supposedly Draco had to sleep, since obviously it's 2am and the rest of the people in Hogwarts were asleep.

He couldn't stop thinking about his love for Potter, which at the time was not yet admitted.

"Fuck it." He muttered to himself.
He turned on the lamp near his beloved bed, took a spare piece of paper and wrote:

Potter,
Valentine's Day made me realize everything I love about you. How much I love you. Your smile, your giggles, your flaws, they remind me that you're perfect in every way. I can't help it. You're. Exactly. Breathtaking. I desire to be yours, Harry. I love you.

Sincerely from your Admirer.

Guess who?

Draco sighed as he hit the paper under the lamp and turned off the light. His handwriting was merely not everything, but it was decent. At last, he fell asleep knowing that he'll admit to Potter tomorrow.

During class with Professor Snape on the next day, Draco brought the paper with him. As always, Professor came in with a dramatic entrance. "Page 352. Open your books."
As commanded, everyone turned their pages.

While Snape was turning his back, Draco took the chance to tell Pansy to make the paper into a bird and fly it to Harry. He slightly smiled.

When it arrived to Potter, Draco observed everything seen.
The way he parted his lips and gulped, the way he stared at Malfoy before opening the letter fully, and the look he gave the Slytherin once he read it.

Draco turned back and both made eye contact.

"Page. 352. Potter." Snape glared at Harry and turned back once to his position.

Harry turned back again to Draco, his eyes were pretty.
'Was it obvious?' He mouthed the words to the Chosen One. He smiled at him;
Harry slowly pulled out a piece of paper and wrote. It was something Draco was nervous. Aside from the constant events, this was a different kind of nervous.

Harry whispered to Ron to NOT open the letter and give it to Pansy. Being a Weasley, he obeyed.

Draco quietly snatched the paper from Pansy. He opened the letter to reveal :

Malfoy

Your feelings are valid. I confirm that I, love you too. You're really just so admirable, your platinum blonde hair.. You're incredibly gorgeous. I guess it's safe to say that I'm all yours. Meet me by the Great Black Lake before curfew.

From, Potter.

Draco looked back to Harry, he was smiling while reading, and that made him red. So red that he didn't even notice.
"Class Dismissed."
(My god, How long did that take?) Draco thought.

In the Great Hall, as usual Slytherin and Gryffindor sat together. Draco couldn't stop thinking about what happened between him and his love. Harry whispered something to Hermione, in which response she said: "Oh my god! You say it yourself." Making Potter groan.

Draco was sitting there confused, that was until Harry went around to drag him to the corridor.

Silence was loud around the two. They stared at eachother, as if they were daring eachother which one will look away first.

Potter broke the silence.

"Dray, what are we?"
"Eh?"
"I mean. That letter you sent to me during class recently."
"Are you ready for a relationship though?"
"As long as it's you, you know?"

Specifically that line made Draco blush aggressively.

"Then we're official."
"Really?"
"Don't make me spell it out. You're mine."
"Mood."
"Shut up." Draco did a small laugh at what Harry said.
"Dont forget about the lake, ah?"
"I won't, raven."

Potter's ears turned red, he looked away and went back inside the hall. Draco stared in admiration as Harry walked, before actually following him in.

Ron kept bugging Draco.
"Draco. Draco. Draco. Psst."
"What?"
"What happened in the corridors?-"
"Nothing." Harry interrupted while taking a bite.

Later on, as in later later, Harry was in his bed while Hermione and Ronald were asleep.
He seemed like he was forgetting something. It was 24 minutes past curfew already.

What was that thing he forgot?

Shit.

Harry dragged his jumper and invisibility cloak, then ran towards the lake. He calmed down once Draco was sitting, half asleep. As he was walking towards the Slytherin, he stepped on a twig.

"Who's there?!" Draco woke up and looked around. Harry decided: 'I think I'll mess with him a little.

He quietly went closer and patted Malfoy's hair. "Harry. Come out." Draco said, annoyed.

"Fine. You caught me." He said, giggling.
"I'm sorry I made you wait. How were you not caught?"
"You have absolutely NO idea how many times I hid." Harry giggled at the statement.

"Hehe, okay okay. Why'd you call me here anyway?" The raven said while laying his head by the platinum blonde's shoulder.
"I wanted alone time with you."

They both stared at the moon, admiring it's gaze towards them too. The clouds slowly drifted against the moon, and so did Draco's hand in Harry's hair. He ruffled his hair softly.

"Dray, don't you think it's time we go back?"
"Mm."
Harry stood up and pulled Draco along with the invisibility cloak. He covered the both of them and first brought Draco to his house, then to his.

Something so sudden a day after Valentine's day was a day Harry appreciates, as it was the first time he and Draco got together.