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A verybad day... kind of

  " This day couldn't get any worse" thought Draco Malfoy, as he went through yet another catastrophe. He had been having a very bad day indeed. It had all started with something as simple as the alarm not ringing at the right time. Which led him to be late for work, spill his coffee all over his report, and having to deal with overexcited students ( although this happened every day ). He was trying to relieve his stress when suddenly, a 3rd-year Slytherin boy's cauldron explodes. ALL OVER HIS FACE. Just his luck right? After yelling at the poor student for a good ten minutes, Draco realized that he was running late for a teacher meeting and thus did not have any chance of cleaning himself. And so, with a green slime like potion dropping from his robes, he set to Headmistress McGonagall's office. As soon as he enter, everyone stopped talking and just stared at him. Then, a young man with sparkling green eyes, lightly tan skin and raven hair began laughing. And oh, it was music to his ears. Draco would have gone through this horrendous day over and over again, if it meant getting to hear the young man's voice, who went by the name of Harry Potter. In that moment, his bad day didn't seemed all that bad. So captured he was by the man's laugh that he didn't noticed he had been awkwardly standing, staring at Harry, for five minutes. He gave a sheepish smile to everyone and sat in his seat, letting the meeting begin.
- Time skip (after the meeting )-
  As Draco was leaving, he heard a rich and smooth voice say "So Malfoy, care to tell why you were staring at me?". " And why should I divulge such information with you, Potter?" he replied, trying hard to stop the blood from raising, although it didn't looked as though he was doing a good job. " I think you should, since it concerns my well being. Who knows what you where plotting in that little head of yours" he paused and suddenly had a glint to his eyes "or maybe you just don't want to admit that you fancy me"
"What? Don't be stupid Potter. Not everyone is head over hills for The Boy Who Lived"
"So, if you don't fancy me, you wouldn't mind me doing this?" He said, as he suddenly got a lot closer to my face. I backed up, until I felt the wall behind my back. But Potter just kept advancing, with that stupid grin of his on his face. Suddenly, I felt soft, sweet tasting lips touching my own. As soon as they touched mine, I suddenly had this urge to be in control and my confidence returned. I pinned him to the wall and whispered in his ear " Are you sure you are not the one that fancies me" I whispered in his ears. Then, I closed the distance between us, sealing our lips once again. Oh yes, a very bad day indeed. Well, kind of.