Drarry One-Shots

Do You Believe In Magic Pt3

 The bustling sounds of laughter and conversations filled the air in the crowded hallways, mixing with the unmistakable sound of lockers being shut. Draco stood in front of one such locker, his brow furrowed in frustration as he tried to figure out how to open the stubborn thing. Confusion and disbelief ran through him as he tried to make sense of how he had ended up in the body of a Muggle teenage boy, Ben, whom he had briefly met at the fair. His mind raced with possibilities, but one thing was certain - Bastian must have been involved somehow. And now, it seemed, Ben was in his body while Draco was stuck in Ben's body. The thought made Draco shudder and he vowed to find a way to reverse this strange switch. But for now, he had to navigate through this foreign world and try not to draw too much attention to himself as a wealthy pureblood wizard trapped in a Muggle's body.

 He knew he needed to get back to the Wizarding world... get back to his husband and do it before someone... before Ben, got hurt. Of course, that was easier said than done, after all, he had no powers and no way to communicate with Harry. Sighing frustrated, he tried again to open the bloody locker but nothing worked.

 "Why won't this bloody lock open?" Draco said angrily, just as Ben's mates, Thomas, Samuel, Hannah and Maria joined him.

 "Hey, Ben." Maria greeted him smiling, Draco didn't answer her right away, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be Ben. "Ben?"

 "Oh, hey, mates." Draco greeted them frustrated.

 "Is everything alright, Ben?" Hannah asked.

 "I can't get this bloody thing open, I knew I should have paid more attention in Muggle Studies class." Draco said mumbling the last part to himself.

 "What studies?" Samuel asked confused.

 "Nothing, mate. Uh, can one of you get me into my locker, please?" Draco asked sighing.

 "Are you sure you're okay, mate? You've been acting really weird since we found you last night and we're worried." Thomas asked concerned as he unlocked the locker for Draco and then opened it.

 "I'm fine, just a little... tired." Draco lied as he looked at the disgusting locker, on the door were pictures from magazines of half-naked women. "Merlin, I'm so glad I'm not a 17-year-old boy anymore, if only my husband could see me now."

 "Uh, Ben, you are a 17-year-old boy and you don't have a husband, mate, you've never even dated someone before." Samuel said as all four of them looked at him confused.

 "Yeah, I... I know that. I just wanted to see if you lot were paying attention." Draco lied smiling.

 "Right, come on, let's go to lunch." Maria suggested sighing.

Meanwhile:

 Ben nervously paced Draco and Harry's bedroom, while Harry was downstairs making them their tea. He was so nervous, yeah, on the outside he was a grown-ass man but on the inside, he was an inexperienced 17-year-old boy. He had thought about telling Harry the truth but the thought of having to go back to his pathetic life as Ben 'nobody' Roberts, kept him from saying anything. Besides, he wasn't hurting anyone by doing this.

 "Alright, Dray, are you ready to try the oils now, love?" Harry asked as he came back into the room carrying two cups of tea. "Hey, you're still dressed."

 "Uh, undress, right." Ben said sighing.

 "Just strip down to your boxers and then I'll rub you down with these oils. Luna swears they'll help fix your magic blockage." Harry said smiling as he took off his shirt and stood waiting for Draco.