Drarry Oneshots [Short]

Stupid Impulse

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Harry experienced an unexpected impulse one day. It wasn't particularly remarkable, but it left a lasting impression. As he looked at the intricately crafted piece of clothing on his bed, he couldn't help but be drawn to it. The rich, dark brown skirt, complemented by knee-high stockings, exuded an air of sophistication. It dawned on him that he had always harbored a deep curiosity about what he would look like wearing such attire.

After careful consideration, he made a firm decision. Understanding that it was his life, he committed to embracing his true self by wearing the skirt he liked.

Remember this intriguing text: After all, he had to make his crush notice him, right? But here's the twist - Harry's crush isn't Cho or Ginny. Harry is gay, which comes as a surprise to many, including himself. The next clue leads to a Slytherin boy who's causing quite a stir at Hogwarts in his third year after the holidays. Exciting, isn't it?

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[Harry's Outfit Idea]

"Yes, I just thought of a change. Do you object to it?"
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"No, not at all! You just look too cute and incredible! I love it. I am in complete awe!" Hermione replied, checking out the skirt and making Harry twirl again.

Ron also complimented Harry, and upon hearing his friends' support for his decision, he became emboldened and excited.

"I have to go take a bath, or else the bathroom will be occupied," Ron said before getting up and leaving Hermione and Harry.

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"Malfoy? Isn't it?" Hermione acknowledged Harry, already taking note of Harry's crush.

"Uh, I'm not sure if I'll make it..." Harry muttered, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him.

"At least you can try Harry, I believe in you." Hermione replied encouragingly.

"Yeah, for my ridiculous crush," Harry replied, his cheeks turning crimson at the thought of Draco.

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As the three Gryffindors strolled through the corridors, Harry couldn't help but feel the weight of everyone's stares – some encouraging, others disdainful. But one thing was certain: all eyes were on him. If everyone had noticed, then Draco surely will do too, wouldn't he?

His name and he has arrived.

The Slytherin Prince.

Hermione and Ron were deep in conversation, while Harry stood at the center, trying to catch Draco's eye. When Draco finally looked in his direction, Harry's heart skipped a beat, his knees went weak, and he felt butterflies in his stomach. And when Draco started studying Harry's clothing, well, let's just say it sent Harry's thoughts racing.

Soon, Harry's group approached Draco's, waiting outside Potions Class for the door to open.

"New outfit, Potter. Going for the designer look, huh?" Draco said with a smirk, giving Harry a once-over.

"Well, at least he is looking better than you, Malfoy," Ron replied, defending his friend.

"Are you jealous Malfoy?" Harry said mustering up some courage.

Draco smirked, then seductively started to speak as he leaned in closer to Harry, his breath tickling Harry's ear. "Thinking of challenging me, Potter? I'll make sure you never forget this day and think twice before wearing a skirt in front of me again."

Harry turned red.

"Draco, you're not supposed to flirt with him. You're supposed to make him sad," murmured Crabbe silently, soon shutting up due to Pansy's cold glare.

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The entire day, Harry couldn't get Draco's seductive comment out of his mind. He blushed every time it replayed in his thoughts. Before long, Harry found himself walking through the corridor, accompanied not by others, but by his own musings. Every now and then, he absentmindedly twirled his skirt or adjusted his stockings.

"Just look who we have here, the courageous Gryffindor," a voice taunted, causing Harry to blush and come to a halt.

"Potter, just take a look at yourself," Draco said as he pinned Harry against the wall. Harry blushed furiously and tried to wriggle free from Draco's grasp, but Draco held on firmly yet delicately, gripping both of Harry's arms with one hand, leaving him feeling flustered and vulnerable.

"What are you doing!" Harry exclaimed, but his thoughts told a different story. Despite himself, Harry relished being at the mercy of the dominantMalfoy, his secret crush. Harry longed for a kiss, but he dreamed of so much more.

Draco pressed in closer, his lips brushing softly against Harry's neck. Harry fought to stifle a moan as their legs tangled together.

"Quit holding back - I want to hear them," Draco demanded, his words sounding more like a command to Harry.

Draco went straight for Harry's weak spot, more like his sweet spot, and kissed it, leaving a love mark. Harry couldn't help but let out a moan as he shifted, offering Draco better access to his neck.

"Mmm Malfoy~" Harry moaned softly.

"Wouldn't Draco look even hotter?" Draco whispered, leaning in to kiss his neck once more.

"D-Dray~" Harry stumbled out, not wanting the pleasure to stop.
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"Can't deny that it makes you look pretty hot when you wear it, still this is the one and only time you'll be donning a skirt, clear?"

Harry's face turned red as he locked eyes with Draco. Draco released his grip, allowing Harry to straighten his shirt and compose himself.

Harry mimicked Draco's words, 'One and only time, bla bla bla,' with a flustered face

"Challenging me again, Potter?" Draco taunted, gripping Harry firmly around the waist, causing him to flush red.

"I want to wear what I like, Malfoy, so let me go!' Harry blurted out, his cheeks turning crimson. He was fully aware that he couldn't help but be drawn to Draco's commanding presence and Draco's embrace was sending a flurry of butterflies through his stomach.

Draco smirked at Harry. 'You look cute while lying, Potter, but I know you love it,' he said.

"No I-I don't!" Harry blurted out blushing.

"Fine, I'll go," Draco said, shrugging and releasing Harry free from his grasp. A wave of regret washed over Harry as he watched Draco walk away, feeling foolish for not convincing him to stay.

"Draco, wait!" Harry stammered, desperation lacing his words as his cheeks turned a fiery shade of crimson. He pivoted, his heart racing as he longed to reach out and envelop Draco in a reassuring embrace. "I-I didn't mean it..."

"A Hug please?" Harry pleaded, his voice filled with both desperation and hope, as he reached out his arms toward the person in front of him, his eyes reflecting a longing for comfort and reassurance.

Draco, unable to hide his frustration, let out a subtle eye roll. Despite this, he took Harry into his arms, wrapping them around him, providing a comforting and secure embrace.

Draco sneered at Potter. "You're so clingy," he remarked. "Are you yearning for physical contact?" Draco said a smirk forming on his lips.

Harry responded with a hint of uncertainty, nuzzling even closer into Draco's comforting, warm chest.

"My hugs aren't for free, Potter," Draco drawled, a sardonic smirk playing on his lips as he crossed his arms and fixed Harry with a cool, challenging gaze.

"I don't care," Harry replied softly, as he leaned back into Draco's embrace, feeling a sense of dizziness washing over him. He gradually began to drift off into a tranquil slumber.

Draco let out an exasperated sigh, rolling his eyes once more as he felt a surge of protectiveness towards the sleeping boy nestled in his arms.
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"Hey, so, um, a lot of things went down," Harry started, before Hermione eagerly interrupted him, patting his back to show her excitement at the news.

Hermione firmly stated, "A skirt truly worked wonders!"

Harry blushed as he spoke, feeling warm and a bit happy. He mentioned that Draco was the one who brought him to his dorm. In addition to the fact that he had slept in his arms.

"That's why Drarry is my OTP" Hermione replied.

"OTP What-" Harry began.

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1000+ words! A great comeback I guess lol.