Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Transfiguration

After my conversation with Draco, I walked out of the room blushing. Ron and Hermione were chatting outside.

"Harry, come on let's go to transfiguration," Ron said smiling. I sensed that Hermione noticed my rosy cheeks, but she didn't say anything about it.

We reached our next lesson and sat down. Professor McGonagall said,

"Today we will be learning to transform magpies into drinking goblets." Hermione began to flick through an old textbook just as Draco walked in.

"Ahh nice of you to finally join us Draco. Ehh Harry will fill you in on what you've missed." Draco came and stood next to me. I could tell Ron was slightly uncomfortable.

"Mmm twice in one day Potter" Draco mumbled. Ron raised an eyebrow, I kicked Draco underneath the table. I cleared my throat.

"We are learning how to make magpies into glasses" I whispered.

"Ahh alright" Draco said and he walked back to his original desk.

"What was up with him?" Ron asked,

"I've got no idea" I replied.

"Remember everyone, firm and decisive movements" Professor McGonagall said to the class. The lesson seemed never-ending, but nevertheless, it eventually did. As I was leaving the class with Ron and Hermione I dropped one of my books. I turned around, Draco handed it to me with a smug grin. I took the book and walked on with Ron and Hermione to the Gryffindor common room.

Once in my room, I changed into my trusty blue top and some jeans. As I was putting on some trainers an owl tapped at my window. I opened it and the owl dropped the letter on the floor, it quickly flew away. I picked up the letter which read:

Dear Potter,
I need help with my Transfiguration homework, can you please come to the great hall in 10 minutes so we can work on it together.
Draco.

I was confused for a moment, we didn't have any transfiguration homework. I don't know why Draco chose such a public location to meet. The toilet and broom cupboard seemed to work fine for me. I looked at myself in the mirror. My face was clean from blemishes, but my hair was a little crazy so I ran a comb through it a few times.

The time was slowly drawing nearer, so I headed off the great hall. When I arrived I saw Draco sitting at the Gryffindor table. Lots of people were studying in the hall but he stood out, like a black sheep. I walked towards him and sat down. My books thumped on the table.

He was wearing a black roll neck jumper and black trousers. His jumper was tight and showed off his slender frame.

"Ahh Potter, you brought your books" he said.

"Why did you want me here Draco?" I asked.

"To do our Transfiguration homework" he answered with a smile.

"You know we don't have any homework" I said.

He paused for a moment. I could see people looking at us. I have to admit it was an unusual sight, two enemies sitting together studying.

"Alright, I just wanted to talk" Draco finally said.

"About what?" I asked.

"Uhh us" he replied.

"There is no us" I said.

"Umm the toilet and the brooms would say differently" Draco whispered.

"Look, I'm sorry, but Draco I'm not gay" I said taking extra care to whisper the word "gay".

"What do you mean?" Draco said looking hurt. "Harry you can't say that" he continued, "I kissed you and you kissed back, for god sake you smelled me in the amotenia."