Drarry Oneshots

Transfiguation class (Fluff)

A.N.
This is a modified version of the way I got Harry and Draco together in my fanfiction "Stop Staring"

Draco P.O.V.

Transfiguration is a bore. I've turned this mouse into a candle, and back, about 5 times and other people can't even get it once. Except that Granger girl, who is the only reason I'm not the top in all my classes. I stare over at Potters failed attempts to change his mouse, and laugh.
"Mr Malfoy. If you don't mind keeping your eyes on your own wand, or would you rather remain transfixed on the back of Mr Potters head." Mcgonagle sassily says to me. This is gonna be a long lessen, so I may aswell take advantage and bully Potter a bit. He did almost get my father sent to prison when he was an infant.

Harry P.O.V.

Why Professor Mcgonagle why? I thought you liked me and now you give him the perfect chance to make fun of me in front of everyone.

"Oh Professor. You caught me, I am secretly in love with the greasy, black mess pooled on top of that poka dot face." I feel myself turning red as the Slytherins giggle.
"Harry." Ron whispers. "Do it back. Do it until he backs down." I nod and look at Draco with love and adoration.
"Oh Malfoy, I have been waiting to hear those words drool out of your beak of a mouth. I spend my days staring at the sun shining off the crispy, rock solid, hair of yours." I step towards him. And he steps closer to me too
"Potter. You hideous model you. I just want to:.."
"THATS ENOUGH BOYS." Mcgonagle screaches. But Draco continues to step closer.
"But professor. I have been waiting to hear him confess his obvious obsession towards me since first year. He's just so stupid that he couldn't hide it."
"Oh baby that's so nice." I walked closer and place my hand on his hip. "I never knew that when you yelled at me from across the room to get my attention every day, that it was obvious I was the one obsessed with you." He snared at me.
"Well then Potter. I should tell you just how much I loved hearing your high pitched girl voice screeching at me from your table at lunch. Or how your vomit green eyes look so dull behind your busted old man glasses."
"Oh Malfoy, how long I have waited to press my soft perfect mouth against your thin, chapped, angry one. How I would love to feel the lack of facial hair on your face that every other guy in school has but you."
The giggling had stopped and now people just stared. Draco was shooting daggers and before I could back down he had grabbed me and dipped me.
"Well then Potter. I should let that happen" and he kissed me deep. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to kiss back, but I didn't want him to stop so I just held on tighter. I felt Mcgonagle pull Draco off me but I couldn't see anything.
"Straight to Dumbledore." She said to us both. Everyone was in as much shock as I was. But Draco just smirked

Draco P.O.V.

I knew he wasn't going to back down, and I didn't want to look like the wimp. So I did it. And he didn't push me away. His lips really were soft. I smirked and rushed out of the room, cooly, and so no one would see my flushed face or that my pants were suddenly very tight. I wanted to kiss him again

Harry P.O.V.

I want him to kiss me again.

Dumbledore P.O.V.

Boys. I remember when I first kissed Grindleward. It's not going to be easy for them. But I can see in the way they are glancing at each other, waiting for the other to tell me why they were in my office. Of course I already knew. I'm Albus Freaking Dumbledore. I know everything.
"So you boys kissed in Mcgonagle's class. So she sent you to me."
"Yep." Draco, the twat, said cooly, keeping a calm face despite the obvious emotion inside of him, Harry avoiding looking at him or me.
"You boys can talk to me you know. I'm also gay."
"I'm not gay!" Harry said instantly.
"Your gay?" Draco asked. I was expecting it to go the opposite.
"Well maybe you're bi. But Harry, you should know, sometimes your enemy knows more about you then your friends."
They walked out of my office and I saw Draco grab Harry's face and kiss him deeply, Harry kissing back, weak and in love.

Boys.