The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the Hogwarts grounds as students bustled about, eager to finish the day's lessons. Harry Potter, his mind still buzzing with the day's events, made his way towards the Gryffindor common room. As he rounded a corner, his thoughts collided with a figure coming from the opposite direction.
"Watch where you're going, Potter," drawled Draco Malfoy, his silver eyes flashing with annoyance.
Harry's jaw tightened reflexively, old habits of defensiveness kicking in. "Maybe if you weren't always lurking in dark corners, we wouldn't keep running into each other," he retorted, a touch of exasperation in his voice.
Draco smirked, a familiar, infuriating expression that Harry had come to associate with their years of rivalry. "Ah, but where's the fun in that? Besides, it's not like you Gryffindors ever pay attention to your surroundings."
Harry rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to engage further. He had enough on his plate without getting into yet another verbal sparring match with Malfoy. With a curt nod, he sidestepped Draco and continued on his way.
But as the days passed and chance encounters turned into deliberate conversations, Harry found himself questioning the animosity that had long defined their relationship. There was something different about Draco, something that piqued his curiosity despite his best efforts to ignore it.
It was during a particularly heated Quidditch match, Gryffindor versus Slytherin, that Harry's perception of Draco began to shift. As he soared through the air on his broom, eyes fixed on the golden snitch, he couldn't help but notice Draco's skillful maneuvers on the opposing team. There was a gracefulness to Draco's movements, a determination that Harry couldn't deny.
When Draco's eyes met his across the pitch, there was a flicker of something unspoken, something that sent a shiver down Harry's spine. In that moment, amidst the chaos of the game, Harry felt a stirring of unexpected desire that left him breathless.
As the final whistle blew and Gryffindor emerged victorious, Harry couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted within him. And as he stole a glance at Draco, who was wearing a rare smile of admiration, Harry knew that this was only the beginning of a journey he never saw coming.
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Unexpected Desires
ФанфикIn a world where Harry Potter has always identified as straight, a chance encounter with Draco Malfoy flips his world upside down. As tensions between the two former rivals begin to thaw, Harry finds himself drawn to Draco in ways he never expected...
