~Drarry one shots~

~The "boyfriend"~

A/n: this is gonna be extremely long so grab some snacks, a big bottle of a drink, some life support and prepare yo self.

Harry POV:
"Uh Harry, there's someone at the door for you." I heard Hermione say from the other side of the door. I groaned and opened my eyes to the blinding light leaking through my pathetic blinds. Weekends were my happy times! No work and ridiculously tight suits, I can be me. "Harry, hurry up they're becoming inpatient and I don't like them!" Ron shouted with some bangs on my door. Slowly, I pulled on some too small pyjama bottoms and walked outside into the too bright kitchen. One hand passed me my glasses and another slapped me on the back, my training had worked. (A/n: that sounded creepy lmao)

Standing awkwardly by my door in a all black suit, with matching shirt, was the infamous Draco Malfoy. Since leaving Hogwarts, it had become my mission to avoid him on all costs. I had heard the office talk regarding his alleged 'glow up,' but I chose to ignore it and ignore him. But now he was standing at my door! How he had got my address shall forever confuse me.
"Uh Malfoy how can I help you?" I asked. His eyes flicked up and narrowed like a cat on its prey. He hummed and smirked at me.
"Hello Harry, I see you've changed quite a bit from our Hogwarts years." His eyes ran over me, making my body tingle. "Anyway, I have a business proposal for you." He added.
"A proposal? Shouldn't you take me to dinner first?" I teased, making his stare return to my eyes.
"I'm sure that could be arranged." He purred, causing me to blush immensely.
"What's the proposal then." I quickly said, changing the atmosphere completely and realising Hermione and Ron peering round the corner to watch.
"Well you know I like to annoy my family in every way possible?" He asked. I shook my head and he frowned. "Well I do. It's a little after the war, making me go through all that shit kinda thing, you'd understand if you were me. Anyway I need a date for some pathetic Malfoy ball that occurs every year and I said you were my boyfriend so obviously I pick you." He rambled. I choked on the air. What the flying snitch- like fuck was that?
"Uh what?" I replied and he rolled his eyes.
"Ugh why are you incapable of listening. Me, you dinner tonight. I'll go into detail and make sure you know when you're Available in the next week." He said. "Goodbye Harry Potter." He growled before making a swift and dramatic exit.

*a few hours later (that better have been read in the spongebob narrators voice or ill personally come fight you)*

"Oh Harry you look amazing!" Hermione squealed as I tried to tame the last unruly tuff of hair. It failed.
"What about me!" Ron exclaimed.
"Oh you'll always be my dashing boy." She cooed and pinched his cheeks making him blush.
"He said eight right?" I said nervously.
"Technically he never specified a time." Ron replied and I sighed. It's only a simple dinner. Nothing to be afraid of...right?
"Now harry, we want you to be safe and we know that you're not exactly experienced in that department." Ron said.
"No." I warned, knowing where this was going.
"It's the truth Harry! Now please listen to Ron, he knows what he's on about." She smirked.
"Awww Ron I didn't realise that Hermione allowed you to finally get with Krum! Please tell me all about it." I teased.
"Have you ever been with a man?" Hermione asked and I stared at her from the mirror. "Wait have you ever been with anyone?" My eyes dropped to the floor.
"I'm a busy man and it's like a special moment." I rambled.
"Sorry. Would you know what to do if...it occurred?" Ron asked.
"If you're suggesting that Draco and I will fuck tonight, it won't happen and yes I know what to do so drop it." I spat.

"I hear a car." Hermione said as she rolled off my bed and glanced out through the basically see through blinds. "Looks fancy so probably Draco." She added and I took a deep breath. Why am I so nervous for Draco Malfoy? Hermione ran to the door and I followed her slowly. Draco was dressed in a black suit and it somehow had a emerald sheen to it. Probably magic. Of course the prick is wearing his house colours.
"Draco." I said breathlessly, extremely impressed with him and his outfit.
"Harry. You scrub up well but they won't agree." He replied.
"They?" I asked.
"My family remember? You're my fake boyfriend now." He sighed. I choked.
"Fake what?!" I shouted.
"Oh my god potter don't make me regret this. Let's go to dinner and I'll explain more there." He grabbed my arm and attempted to pull me out of the apartment building.
"Wait two seconds. You're gay?"
"Yes and you're bisexual." He replied and my face went paper white. "Oh come on potter! I don't pick straight fake boyfriends, I do my research. And trust me, you're not good at being straight."
"I- just please don't. I can't do this." I stuttered.
"Harry I'm sorry. I thought you were out. Please come to dinner and we'll work this out." He said softly and for some reason, I had to follow.