Why? (Drarry)

Why does he look so good?

Draco placed the parchment on his bedside table and sat down in the armchair in front of the fire. Thanks to the renovations after the war, as head of house, Draco got his own room complete with a fireplace, an armchair, a desk, a king size bed and a personal restroom.

Draco placed his head in his hands, elbows resting his knees as he tried to unravel the huge tangled mess of thoughts in his head. Draco couldn't stop thinking about Potter last night and barely got any sleep because whenever he closed his eyes, he saw Potter's green ones.

'Why did I kiss him?' Draco asked himself for the hundredth time. 'Do I actually like him? But I'm not gay! ...right?'

Draco groaned in frustration and moved to lie on his back atop the bed. 'I did enjoy the kiss... But I wasn't really thinking straight. Well that's potter's fault for making me lose my train of thought! I was asking him about the prank it's his fault I got distracted!'

Draco sat up suddenly, 'Why does Potter distract me so much? Maybe I do like him... he is quite hot... And his eyes are so beautiful and his lips felt amazi-'

Draco groaned in frustration again, spun around and buried his face in one of the pillows. 'I can't be gay! No, no, no! My father will kill me! My mother disown me! A gay Malfoy? Never! No I can't be! I just need to stay away from Potter!'

Draco sat up, satisfied with his decision, but then he saw the piece of parchment with Harry's handwriting on it and remembered that avoiding Potter hadn't worked today so it probably wouldn't work tomorrow.

Draco sighed and tried to think up a new plan, but the image of Harry pressed up against a wall kept interrupting his thoughts. 'Maybe I should talk to him?'

As soon as he thought it, Draco knew he didn't want to do it, but it was the most logical solution he could think of. He decided to tell owl Harry telling him where to go after dinner.

Draco spent all of dinner trying not to choke from eating to fast. He also tried not to look at the Gryffindor table  because he was sure Harry had already received his letter. Draco was extremely nervous and left dinner early so he wouldn't have to shake Pansy off later.

He went to his dorm and waited until it was time to go meet Harry. He just hoped Harry would show up and not curse him at first glance.  He really just wanted to talk.

Draco slowly opened the door to the classroom where he had asked Harry to meet him. He stepped inside and closed the door before looking around and spotting Harry.

'Why does he always look so good?' Draco thought helplessly as he looked Harry up and down.