Drarry Oneshots

Cologne and Confusion

Harry sauntered down the halls, Hermione and Ron by his side. They were all absorbed in a deeply serious conversation about the gnomes in the forbidden forest.

Harry could swear he saw some the last time he went into the Forbidden Forest that had stolen a pair of his favorite socks right off his feet. Hermione claims he must have smoked a bit too much because Gnomes do not inhabit the Forbidden Forest.

Ron swears it happened to him too, only they visited him in the common room at night.

"Harry, I am telling you, I have read countless of books on Gnomes and they do not live in the forbidden forest. And they DO NOT care for your silly socks." She rolled her eyes, slowly losing interest in the topic at hand.

"I saw them!" He argued, his face contorting in frustration, "They untied my shoes and pulled my socks right off my feet!"

"Yeah, Hermione, it's happened to me too!" Ron pipped up, his gaze fixated in the hall in front of him.

"Ugh!" Hermione groaned, "You two do realize there are countless of other creatures that inhabit the forest. Why do you immediately assume it was gnomes?"

"They were little!" Harry pipped up.

"What are you lot talking about?" A familiar voice suddenly interrupted, and, before anyone could react Malfoy had made his way in front of them.

Draco swayed slightly, his annoying little smirk playing at his lips as he rested his hands on his hips, "Talking about your balls, Potter?"

Ron snorted.

Harry shot Malfoy a glare followed by Ron.

"Sorry mate! I thought it was kinda funny." Ron said, raising his hands up in defence causing Hermione to shove him lightly.

Harry returned his gaze to Malfoy, eyes sharp and menacing, "What do you want now, Malfoy?" He crossed his arms.

Draco shifted his weight to one leg and glanced around, his smirk shifting into one of amusement, "Have you considered that maybe I just want to have a conversation with you?"

"You never want to just have a conversation. Spit it out, Malfoy! I'm not in the mood for any stupid games right now." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Ugh, what's got you so uptight. No sex?"

"Shove it Malfoy!"

"You know, it's probably because of your rancid cologne," Malfoy continued, scrunching his nose up, "what even is that smell? chocolate shit with subtle notes of piss?" He waved his hand in front of his nose, as to get rid of a bad smell.

Harry's face fell slightly and furrowed is brows.

"Don't listen to him, Mate," Ron pipped up, "He's just upset because the only perfume his parents buy him is made for women."

Malfoys face turned sharp and angry and he shot a glare at Ron, "Says you! You can't even afford perfume! You leave a scent of dust and old sweaty clothes everywhere you go!"

Just as Ron was about to bite back Harry spoke, "Just leave it, Ron. Hes not worth our time." He said eyeing Malfoy up and down, "lets just get to class." He shoved past Malfoy.

Malfoy scoffed, "Your a wuss!"

"And your an annoying flower scented brat!" Harry shot back, Hermione and Ron trailing behind snickering slightly.