Drarry One Shots

Dance AU

Draco, Ginny, Luna and Hermione do ballet, Harry, Pansy, Neville and Blaise do Jazz and Ron is Harry's school friend but he normally watches Ginny and is pretty good at ballet because of how much he helps his sister. They are at age 19, except for Ginny and Luna, they're 18.

QUICK NOTE: This is not how I actually view people who do these dances, I'm sorry, the people who do jazz in this can get kinda rude at points, so just. Be ready for that.

Draco sighed and undid the tight, pale pink ribbons on his shoes, tugging them off his feet, and tossing them into his bag. He looked around at the few people he'd become familiar with, Ginny, a pretty, and although he'd never say it out loud, kind-hearted red-head girl, he didn't interact with her too much. She wore a black leotard with a sheer red skirt.

There was Hermione, while although one of the best dancers in his class, probably better when it came to test papers, she had a large bush of brown hair that she managed to pull up into a frizzy bun for each class. She had a grey leotard and a pair of bright red shorts.

Then there was Luna, Draco found himself quite fond of the pretty blonde. Luna was a little crazy, leading some of the other kids to call her 'Loony', it didn't seem to bother her. She was absolutely the top ballet dancer, she didn't always put her hair up, so it normally lay in lazy gold waves on her back. Her usual outfit consisted of a light blue leotard, a navy coloured skirt on top of a pair of cream coloured tights and some fuzzy pink leg warmers. 

He hummed quietly to himself and he continued packing up his things, glancing up when the door to the second dance studio in the room opened, letting in the jazz dancers. Most of the dancers in that class were rude, shoving the ballet students off benches so they could sit down, but he was friends, kind of, with two of them, Pansy Parkison, and Blaise Zabini. He waited for them to exit, glaring at one boy who came over to him, clearly ready to push him off the bench.

"Fuck off" Draco's voice was cold, and calm, which stopped the dancer for a second, only a second though.

"Why? We've been doing actual dancing, for about 2 hours now, I think i deserve to sit down, don't you?"

"Sit on the floor." Draco instructed, looking the boy in the eye, then gesturing to the many ballet students now located on the dusty carpet

"No. You've been doing ballet for a couple hours, and thats not half as exhausting as jazz, so why don't you join your 'friends' on the floor"

Jeez, this kid. 

"Honestly man, just find an empty seat elsewhere, i'm not moving, thanks"

"I think you are moving" The boy squared his shoulders and tried to shove Draco. He was held back by a tanned hand on his shoulder.

"Now, now Leo. Leave him alone and find somewhere else to sit."

The boy, Leo, growled and gave Draco one last glare before turning around and storming off to terrorise another dancer. As he moved, the blonde could see the face of his 'saviour', though, he knew who it was before he'd seen him, he knew that voice anywhere. Harry freaking Potter. The 'famous at 1' jazz dancer, his parents had been murdered by a psychopathic man named Voldemort who was known as 'The Dark Lord' among the media. 

Then, as Harry had taken up jazz, the media went wild. As much as Draco tried to hate him, he couldn't thanks to the fact that he was hopelessly crushing on him.

He stood in front of Draco now, tugging the curled hair on his neck absently. Jeez, why was he so cute?

"Are you um... waiting for Blaise and Pansy?" He tilted his head, dropping his hand

"Yeah."

"Oh! Well, Pansy wasn't feeling great so Blaise took her home early."

Draco's eyes widened slightly, then his mouth formed a silent 'o'. He leant back to his bag, digging around until he found his phone. The screen lit up and three little notifications were displayed on the front

Blaise: Hey, Pans wasn't feeling her best, went home early, no need to wait for us."

Missed call from 'Blaise'

Blaise: Sorry, Didn't mean to call you.

Draco typed out a quick, 'all good' and sent it, turning his attention to the raven haired boy in front of him. 

"So, which way do you walk home?"

Harry, flushed a little before answering

"About a Kilometre (0.6miles) that way." He waved his hand vaguely to the left of the door

"Ah! Thats about the same for me, except I take a bus after about the kilometre." He smiled a little. What was he doing? He was supposed to hate this.. adorable.. friendly boy.

Harry nodded and grabbed his stuff, making his was to the door, he looked quickly over his shoulder, with what looked like a smirk on his face.

"You coming or not?" 

Draco nodded quickly, zipping up his bag and tossing onto his shoulder, easily making his was to the door, Harry took a second to wave at Ginny, who went a warm shade of pink, and her brother who just smiled and waved back. They walked in silence for the first minute or two, until Harry turned to look at Draco, cheeks somewhat flushed, and asked,

"Hey, so, do you like anyone?" The first part of the question was confident, but he kept going "I mean, like.. like-like, you don't have to its just..." He trailed off uncertainly, letting his eyes wander over Draco's features which he could almost see properly as the taller boy had turned to look at him. The blonde paused for a second before saying with a smirk.

"Why do you want to know?" It wasn't a rude tone he'd used, it was clearly just friendly, but thats what sen Harry over the edge. He took Draco's hand and pulled it to his chest, bringing the taller boy close enough to see the details in his eyes. Then he leant closer, slowly, until he felt the soft skin of the blondes lips on his brush gently on his own.

"Why do you think?" He whispered, not breaking eye contact, until he had closed the space in between them, dropping the other's hand and placing his hands on Draco's waist. He felt the soft lips on his own begin to kiss back hesitantly, as a pair of arms went around his neck, pulling him closer. 

~Quick skip~ (Basically they made out)

The two broke apart finally, gasping for air, blushing hard. 

"You don't know how much I've wanted to do that." Harry mumbled. At this Draco smiled and stood the boy who was leaning on his chest up. They had lost all contact on each other now, they stood in a comfortable silence for a minute, then Draco broke it,

"....You've literally had 2 conversations with me..but, to answer your question. Yes, I do like someone" He said this as he started moving forward again, leaving Harry standing alone for a second before it registered with him.

"Hey! Don't just walk away" He pouted, jogging to catch up with Draco.

The blonde boy turned his head just enough for Harry to see the tiny smirk lurking on the slightly more red than normal lips.

The raven-haired boy chuckled and sped up a little, grabbing Draco's hand, for no reason other than he wanted to.

Thanks~ Also sorry there was literally no other character involvement in this, I feel like it could have been a bit better, but hey, it's alright. Thanks again~