drarry oneshots

You can Dance.

draco teaching harry how to dance (':

"Draco, the Yule Ball is tomorrow.  I have no hope." Harry muttered as he sat in the room of requirement, which had changed into a dance studio.
"Then let's get up and dance, shall we?" The blonde replied, trying to convince Harry to not give up.  Harry groaned and got up and stood in front of Malfoy, awaiting his instructions.  Draco took Harry's hand and placed it on his waist, gripping his other.  Draco then put his hand on Potter's shoulder, with a tad of wandless magic some music started playing.  They started to move along the floor, Draco calling out what the chosen one should do.

"1, 2, 3, 4...C'mon spaghetti arms!" He teased.  Draco hummed along as he got directed left, almost as though the pair were flowing across the dance floor.  Harry's hand slid downwards and ended up on Draco's arse. "Hey!" The blonde yelled, the raven immediately put his hand back, though he wanted it to stay where it was.  They danced back and forth, Harry only stepping on the other's foot once, which was an improvement.  "Ugh. Will you give me some tension, please?" The shorter boy commented.  Harry and Draco's foreheads were now touching, lips only an inch apart.  Potter then smoothly went lower and lower on Draco's body, kissing every bit of skin that was showing.

"You're invading my dance space, this is my space." Draco laughed, making a box in front of him with his arms. "And that's yours." He made another.  Harry got up from the ground, and got back in the dancing position. "Let's cha cha." The blonde ordered, the raven took the slimer boy in his grip and they danced a little to the left.  Ending up in Harry doing the same thing he did last time, going downwards and kissing every part of Draco he could.  "Don't look down!" Malfoy grinned, taking Harry's face and pulling it upwards.  "Look right here..." Draco said, pointing to his eyes.  The chosen one did look there, all lovey-dovey.  The blonde turned away, dancing with himself, his hands moving into the place where the raven would have been.  Harry fell to the ground with a smile on his face.  Then getting into that 'romantic' position when you're lying on your side while resting your head on your hand, one leg bent and the other straight.

"Baby?" Potter smirked.

"Yes, Harry?" Draco replied in an innocent voice, stopping, turning towards Harry and slowly moving forward but not noticeably.  Harry got on his knees and started crawling towards the blonde, Draco did the same - but more slowly.  When the two finally reached each other in the center of the room, the blonde straddled Harry - the giggling couple shared a heated kiss.

"Harry? Harry!" Ron yelled as he walked in on the two, his eyes wide and face pale with shock.

**

The giant Golden Doors opened, trumpets playing loudly in the background.  Fleur Delacour and Roger Davies leading the champions, followed by Hermione and Krum, Cedric and Cho and last but not least Harry and Parvati.  Potter and Malfoy desperately wanted to go together but people would laugh, people would stare and they didn't even know if they were aloud to go with the same sex.  Draco ended up going with Pansy.  As the champions walked into the ball, Draco and Harry both looked slightly upset.  The music started, The raven had to imagine it was Malfoy instead of Parvati.  Parvati was pretty, but he just wasn't into her.
"Hands on my waist." She whispered angrily, Harry following her orders.  Not out of love, but out of fear on what she would do next.

**

Ron, Harry, Padma and Parvati sat down at a table.  They were the only four not dancing.  Ron was muttering madly to himself about Hermione and Krum, Harry was searching for Draco in the crowd.
"Calm down, Ron.  At least she's having fun." Harry said atlas, Padma and Parvati nodded while drinking their fruit punch.
"Yeah, okay.  I just don't get it! She would've told us, wouldn't she?" Ron sighed, looking at Granger wearing that beautiful, pink dress.  Soon enough, Ron and Harry were fighting about it.
"At least I'm not obsessed with her." Harry spat.
"I know a secret about you and you know it, don't start with me." Weasley argued.

"Harry, want to come and dance?" A soft voice said, all four of them looked up to see Draco.  His gorgeous fluffy hair tucked neatly behind his ear.  Harry looked angrily at Ron before nodding.

"Sure, love." The three who were sitting down gasped, love?! They watched Potter grip the other boy's hand before walking off with him to meet Hermione and Krum.

"Can you dance like a Hippogriff?" The band sang, Ron grunted.  Now that Harry called Draco that nickname, they would probably come out soon.

**

"No, don't let..."
Draco rested his head against Harry's chest, the only people left dancing where him and Harry, Neville and Ginny and students from the different schools.
"This magic die..."  They swayed side to side, whispers of encouragement coming from the blonde about Harry's dancing skill.
"Oh the answer's there..." Ron and Hermione had left so they had this whole time to themselves.  Nobody was questioning why they were dancing together, nobody stared at them, they felt safe in public for once.

As the bell struck midnight, they agreed they would leave.  The pair stepped out of the ball, holding each other's hands.

idk how to finish this so here you go...