gossip ➳ drarry

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harry: PLAN TIME

draco: enlighten me

harry: was that sAsS mister????

draco: i have no clue what you could possibly be talking about

harry: shut up.

harry: were gonna ride a fucking hippogriff

harry: are you proud of my effort

draco: harry james potter how in the hell are you going to get a hippogriff

harry: connections my friend connections

draco: oh my god.

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draco's shoes clicked on the sleek linoleum floors of the hogwarts hallway, clicking his phone shut. harry was cheesy. he'd give him that. and maybe, just maybe, draco was beginning to fall for him. but he would never admit that to himself.

draco twiddled his thumbs in anxious anticipation for this "date" harry had planned. how the bloody hell did he get a hippogriff? the thought quickly vanished from draco's mind as he remembered his crippling fear of heights. he could barely play quidditch because of it, so maybe a hippogriff ride wasn't the best date idea.

draco shoved open the heavy door to the third floor boys bathroom, nerves reaching an all time high. he was nervous around harry, to say the least.

harry stood in his normal pose, leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets. his hair was a tad more tousled than normal and his eyes were shockingly green in this light. draco couldn't help but admire him, from the sharpness of his jaw to the waves of his hair.

"ahem." harry teased, snapping draco from his trance. draco scoffed, hiding the red tinge on his ears behind clumps of white blonde hair.

"come on draco, you could have at least put some effort into it." harry teased more, gesturing to his outfit. draco hadn't bothered to change, so he wore his trademarked malfoy suit, all black. harry, however, was dressed in black ripped jeans and a blue gray sweater. draco tried to keep himself from hawking, but he couldn't help himself.

"well let me go change then you dolt." draco smirked. "wouldn't want to look too ugly for our first date."

"this is a date now is it?" harry remarked sarcastically. draco blushed furiously. had his assumptions been wrong?

"well i assumed since i'm so irresistible" draco announced, trying to reform his arrogant persona. he wasn't much good at talking to harry without the border of a screen.

"shut up and go change"harry laughed. he strode towards draco, casually entwining their fingers. harry felt tiny his whole arm catch fire from the simple movement, and blushed even harder.

"you also don't have to be so fake you know." harry whispered. draco could feel the breath on his neck and his lips just beside his cheek. when was potter this flirty?

"okay." draco just wanted this interaction to be over. things were easier when he was just stargazing with him.

harry never let go of draco's hand, and draco never wanted him to. even as they walked carefully through the school, trying not to disturb any professors, did harry's grip ever waver.

and draco loved it. a lot.