Drarry One Shots

You've Been Snaped (Request)

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Fucking Animaniacs

*INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND*

So turns out Snape can be helpful in a redundant way.

But that picture is pretty awesome you gotta admit.

~~~

"Mr. Malfoy, stay behind please." Professor Snape called out a few minutes before the bell was planned to ring. Draco raised an immaculate eyebrow in question but received no answer to his silent inquiry. The bell rung, and the fifth year Potions class emptied rapidly; lunch had arrived.

"Yes, professor?"

"I just wanted to check in with you Draco. You've seemed very worried about something recently." Severus said. True to his word, Draco had been acting rather oddly recently; shuffling about whenever he was near, and Severus was almost sure that his Godson kept glancing in the direction of the Potter boy.

Draco coughed. "Oh, well...I've been wanting to tell you something, I guess." Shuffling his feet, Draco fiddled with the strap to his bag. And then he stopped. Malfoy's did no such thing.

"You know you can tell me anything, Draco." Severus said lowly. Since Draco had started Hogwarts, and especially since Lucius had been thrown in Azkaban, Severus and Draco had spent much time together, almost more than a father and son would. And true, Draco no longer really had his father to look up to.

"I'm gay."

Severus blinked.

"Like really gay."

"Draco-"

"No, really. Like I've tried kissing girls and it's just horrible."

"Drac-"

"Really very super gay."

"Dra-"

"Like, extremely."

"Dr-"

"Extensively."

"D-"

"If I was a toy I'd be a rainbow slinky, Sev, it's that bad-"

"Draco!"

"Yes?"

"I'm glad you finally realized it."

"You-"

"Who's the wizard?"

Draco blinked.

"It's Potter, isn't it?"

Shuffle.

"Of course. Well, that's very nice, son. Your father shall not hear a breath of this. Now go to lunch, you need fuel to shine to your fullest colorful potential." Severus snorted, Draco smiled. Draco went in for a hug, but it turned out to be very awkward. Severus patted him on the shoulder, and Draco didn't know where to put his head.

"Yeah, I'll just...not do that again." Draco said, slowly walking away, feet shuffling. Severus nodded.

"Agreed."

"It was nice and all-"

"Go to lunch, Draconis."

"Yessir."

~~~

Draco hadn't been doing anything wrong. He knew he hadn't. He had done his best to not react to Potter, to not prod the lion with a stick. When they had been paired up for potions he knew disaster had been inevitable, but he still tried to prevent it.

They were forced to sit close together, Potter practically reaching over him at times to grab something, shoving his apple-scented hair under Draco's nose. Draco himself wasn't sure if he was choking on potion fumes or hormones.

Class was almost over, and he thought he was in the clear. Severus had even just passed, twirling the spinner around to check it, and nodded in approval, making Draco beam.

But the their potion let out a silent plume of heavy smoke which lingered in the air, choking the students. Soon, the whole class was covered with a thick grey smoke.

"Potter! What did you do!" Draco shouted, staring at his potion in despair. It wasn't even a hard potion, it was review!

"Potter! Malfoy! What has happened here?"

"Sir, I don't kno-"

"No excuses, Mr. Malfoy! You have to be careful in my class. Detention, tonight, both of you!

Draco stared at his godfather in shock. Potter sighed in resignation, and began to pack up as Professor Snape barked orders at the rest of the class.

"Stay after, Mr. Malfoy."

Wondering what the hell he had done thing time, Draco sat in his chair gloomily. The bell rung, and Draco walked with his head held high to his professors desk. He was a Malfoy, after all.

"Draco, know that this will not have an effect on your grade."

"But, professor-"

"You did not ruin your potion. I know that."

"But, I don't think Potter-"

"I added some mollyweed to it, harmless, do not worried about it."

"Sir, wha-"

"You've been driving me crazy all year with you and Potter dancing around your feelings. I shall leave you alone to write lines tonight, but I will not give you another chance. Understood?"

Draco nodded, stunned.

"Get to lunch then."

~~~

True to his word, Severus assigned them lines, sat them next to each other to work for an hour and left. It only took Draco a minute to work up the courage. So, with a confident smirk and an ink-free quill, Draco turned to face Potter.

"Pott-"

"I'm writing my lines, Malfoy. Leave me alone." Potter inturrupted him, ticking Malfoy off.

"Potter-"

"Malfoy. Please." Harry spoke quietly.

"Pot-"

"I said leave me alone!" Harry snapped, turning his head to face Draco, only for his head to be grabbed and jerk forward.

All in all, not how Harry imagined his first kiss.

~~~

Meanwhile, Professor Snape knocked on the Headmasters door to his office, soon hearing a prompt reply of, "Enter."

"Albus. I believe you owe me ten gallons." Albus narrowed his eyes.

"I trust you did not interfere with our bet?"

"I would never. I knew my rules." Severus smirked. Albus chuckled.

"Well, hopefully that will reduce some of the conflict from now on, anyways. Here you go, Severus. You've done a service to this school." Albus said, eyes wrinkling. Severus bowed.

"Pleasure doing business headmaster."

~~~

I had to rewrite this like five times because it wasn't right. Gahhhhhhhhhhh. Draco was too blunt at the end, Snape is..off, but Dumbles is pretty chill.

I feel like it's shit, but I tired. *Shrugie*

Guys.

I'm moving soon.