Dear Harry (Drarry)

Smile

Harry walked in to his dorm that night and was surprised at what he saw. Floating above his bed were fireflies. At first glance Harry didn't notice anything but then he looked again. The fireflies were writing out something.

Dear Harry,
Your smile is my favorite thing in the world. It never fails to brighten my day.

Harry blushed lightly and yet again noticed the lack of a name. Who could possibly be sending these notes to him? They were nice messages but they had to be a joke or something...right?

Harry walked over and shooed the fireflies away just as Draco walked through the door. Harry turned to look at him and was surprised at how giddy he looked. Harry smiled to himself.

"Did Ron and Hermione's response really make you this happy?" Harry asked, chuckling.

Draco smiled at him. "It really did. I know it'll take more than that and you guys won't ever forget any of it but apologies are a really good place to start."

"I'm sure they'll come around eventually. I did." Harry smiled.

Draco smiled at him. "Wanna have our nightly jam session?" He chuckled.

Harry smiled. "Definitely." Harry put silencing charms on the door and sat down on the end of Draco's bed.

"You can sit up here so you'll have something to lean on." Draco said, motioning to the spot beside him.

"Alright." Harry moved beside Draco and leaned against the headboard.

Draco pulled out his guitar and looked at Harry. "So what'll it be today sir?"

Harry thought for a few seconds. "You choose. You haven't chosen a song since we started doing this."

Draco shifted uncomfortably. "Er okay then. Have you heard Worthy Of You by Plested?"

"Yeah I have." Harry said.

"Alright." Draco said and started playing as Harry started singing.

After a while Harry stopped singing and Draco stopped playing guitar.

"Want me to stop?" Draco asked.

"No keep playing." Harry said. He could honestly sit and listen to Draco play guitar all day if he could. He made it look so effortless.

"Alright." Draco said and continued playing.

Harry watched Draco play. It seemed that Draco had a personal attachment to this song the way he was playing. Harry wondered who or what the song reminded Draco of.

"Why don't you sing it?" Harry asked.

Draco stopped playing and looked at Harry. "Oh I don't sing. Not in front of anyone anyway. I'll leave that up to you."

"Come on I didn't sing in front of anyone either." Harry said. "I bet you sing really good."

"Not quite."

"Pleeeaaase Dray? For your new best friend and roomie?"

Draco chuckled. "Alright, on two conditions."

Harry's eyebrows furrowed. "Er what would that be?"

"One, not tonight because I'm tired and two, I teach you how to play guitar." Draco smirked.

"I-" Draco raised an eyebrow at Harry, daring him to say no. "Alright deal." Harry sighed.

Draco nodded. "That's what I thought." They both laughed.

Harry climbed out of Draco's bed heading towards his dresser and went into the bathroom.

When he got out of the bathroom Draco walked in. Harry went and sat down on the edge of his bed. He pulled out a quill, ink, and parchment and started writing.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked as he got out of the bathroom and sat on his bed.

"Writing a reminder to myself about finishing the History of Magic work." Harry said as he finished writing and put the ink and quill back in his nightstand drawer.

"And overachiever of the month award goes toooooo Harry James Potter." Draco said jokingly.

Harry laughed. "Yeah yeah make fun all you want." He said, looking at Draco.

Draco smiled brightly. "Will do." He laughed. "Goodnight Harry."

"Night Dray." Harry said, smiling. It was safe to say that Harry might be a little in love with Draco Malfoy.