Only Us Under the Castle [Drarry]

Operation: Potter

Over the holidays, Draco grew tired of his fathers...behavior. Somewhere inside he knew he was supporting the wrong man and his mother seemed to feel way too. He felt guilty, how he acted with Harry only because of a mere kiss. He could've been more clear about how he didn't feel too comfortable yet.

Another thing that had happened was his acceptance. Even though he was scared and weirded out, frequent visits to the Parkinson household helped him out a lot. In fact after some thought, Pansy suggested if he were to pursue Harry then he'd need a cover-up for his parents.

Pansy Parkinson decided it was time to take matters into her own hands. She was determined to help her best friend navigate the murky waters of teenage emotions and crushes, especially when it came to a certain bespectacled Gryffindor named Harry Potter.

So now he laid on the dark purple couch as Pansy kept smashing on whatever muggle device she'd forced her parents to buy with her tiny fingers.

He was reading Romeo and Juliet. A really good book if you can understand Shakespeare's writing. He grew very fond of the star-crossed lovers troupe these part few weeks.

After dinner, Pansy cornered Draco and sat him into a chair in the cozy bedroom and she activated the 'projector', casting a beam of light onto the blank wall before them.

"Draco, darling, I have a plan," Pansy sung in a pitched tone, her voice tinged with excitement as she clicked through her slides with practiced precision.

Draco raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her enthusiasm but also slightly wary of what she had created. He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest as he watched the colored lights with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.

The first slide appeared, titled "Harry Potter's Likes." Draco couldn't help but chuckle at the straightforwardness of it all. Pansy had never been one to beat around the bush.

"Fine, let's see what you've got," Draco said, nodding at the screen.

"Alright, according to my research, Potter is a sucker for Quidditch. I mean, who isn't, right? But he practically lives and breathes the sport. I'm sure if you mention anything about the latest match or his favorite team, he'll be putty in your hands."

Pansy paused for a moment, clicking to the next slide before continuing. "And then there's chocolate frogs. Apparently, Potter has a bit of a sweet tooth. I've seen him practically inhale those things during feasts. So, if all else fails, bribery with a few chocolate frogs might just do the trick."

As Pansy clicked to the next one, "Harry Potter's Dislikes," Draco couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the first item listed: Divination class.

"Divination class, really, Pansy?" Draco teased, his voice laced with amusement. "I didn't realize Potter had such strong feelings about Professor Trelawney's predictions."

Pansy shot him a knowing smirk before continuing down the list, and Draco's amusement only grew as she scrolled past the next item: Draco himself.

Draco raised an eyebrow in mock offense, feigning hurt as he looked over at Pansy. "Well, I suppose I can't argue with that one,"

"Potential Competitors Who Might Be Interested in Potter," Draco's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he scanned the list of names, which included Cedric Diggory, Cho Chang, Ginny Weasley, and a few other boys and girls Draco didn't recognize.

Pansy shot Draco a pointed look before leaning in close, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don't fuck up, Draco, or Cedric's gonna swoop in and steal your future man," she whispered, her voice tinged with playful warning.

Draco's eyes widened in mock horror, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Is that a threat, Pansy?" he teased, his tone light but tinged with amusement.