Drarry One Shots

I Licked it so it's Mine (Suggestion)

Kay, so, one; I haven't updated in ages I am so sorry.
Two: My computer is fucked and it's really hard to write because half my screen is blocked out in weird patterns.

Three: I can't express how much I like the idea of this. Thank you, to the person who suggested this and some other ideas, which I will be getting to. I needed them. I'm running very low. IDEAS, SUGGESTIONS AND REQUESTS ARE VERY WELCOME.

Four: I stated that I would start adding little things to tell you what the one shot is about as well as add an appropriate picture along with it if I could find one, so...

Draco's jealous side seems to come out when Oblivious Harry is put into a situation. And his jealousy seems to be similar to that of a cats.

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Draco swaggered easily through the halls of Hogwarts, Goyle and Crabbe at his side as he did so. It was time for luncheon, and he was eager to eat, being rather famished since he missed out on breakfast do to some hair difficulties.

But an ungodly sight stopped him in his tracks. He blanched, flinching back. Was that Millicent Bulstrode flirting with Potter? Yes, it must be. Oh, God, and she seemed to be attempting to flash him. Her chest was practically spilling out over her top.

Well, this was unacceptable, wasn't it? Poor Harry didn't even seem to be aware of his surroundings, or else he would have noticed that Millicent had backed him into a corner. Draco had a suspicion that Harry was also oblivious to Millicent's flirting, if you could call a dreadful attempt at poetry flirtation. Draco thought it was just to distract him so she could spring.

Yes, simple unacceptable. He'd have to put an end to it immediately. How, though, would be an amazing answer to have at the moment in time.

Jealousy coursed through his systems in waves as he saw Millicent stalking closer. Potter was his, damnit! He just hadn't had a chance to...claim...him, per say.
Claim! Mwhahaha!

Draco internally cackled as he motioned for Crabbe and Goyle to continue on their walk without him. Not even bothering to check to see if they had actually gone, Draco stalked up to Bulstrode.

Well, that's what the pair thought he was doing once they spotted him. However, he completely bypassed Millicent, instead getting into Harry's personal space. Harry attempted to back away when Malfoy only got closer, but he had already been backed up against a wall previously by Millicent.

Harry flinched back when Malfoy kept getting closer, hands raising to defend himself as he forgot he did indeed own a wand and could do magic. But it turned out to be unneeded as Draco bent down just slightly (since Harry was roughly an inch shorter even though the boy was tall) and licked the boys cheek in a single streak.

Both Harry and Millicent froze, staring at a smug looking Malfoy as he stood back, arms crossing loosely across his chest. He glanced at Millicent with a raised eyebrow and she backed away, looking freaked out, hands raised in surrender.

"I don't know what kinda freaky shit you're into Malfoy and I don't want to find out." She said simply, walking away. Draco continued to look smug.

Looking back at Harry proved that the boy was equally as freaked out, if not more confused than startled. Draco blinked down at Harry, feeling a rush of triumph as he realized he was taller.

He blinked again, this time startled. What the hell did he just do? He didn't even like Potter!

Oh shut the fuck up and stop lying to yourself, you love the bloke. I'm surprised you haven't already figured it out.

Well who was Draco to argue with his all-knowing, all-mighty internal self? Shrugging internally, Draco mused that it was rather easy for him to accept. Hmm. Now he needed to justify himself to Harry.

"What the bloody hell, Malfoy?" Ahh, there it is.

"I couldn't just stand here and do nothing. She seemed as though she was going to result to forceful tactics if I hadn't stepped in."

"Forceful tactics to do what? Help her on her DADA homework?" Harry asked, and Draco felt a moments confusion until he realize Millicent had probably used that as a story to approach Harry with. It made logical sense, Harry was one of the best in the class.

"She was obviously flirting with you."

"She was?"

"Indeed."

"Oh."

Draco made a humming noise, unsure of how to respond.

"That still doesn't explain why you licked me."

"I claimed you. I licked it so it's mine. Now she can't have you. Simple."

"Are you a cat, all of a sudden? Or just touched in the head?"

"If I was a cat I would have just peed on you. Be glad I didn't."

"Yeah, let's not bring piss into this..."

Humming noise created from lack of ideas on how to respond.

"So...you..."

"Claimed you. It's really very simply, Potter. Keep up."

"And that's because..."

"I licked you. I licked it, so it's mine, and since I licked you, you're mine."

""But...why?"

Draco shrugged. He wasn't just going to admit he apparently loved the bloke already.

It was Harry's turn to make an odd humming noise. Draco smirked at Harry, and Harry found himself pushing his back against the wall in an effort to get away from the blond haired menace.