Drarry Oneshots

Fucking The Enemy

*SMUT WARNING*

Harry looked over at his boyfriend. There he sat, in Potions, away from him, talking to another boy with a seductive glare in his eyes.

He could be just naive, however, Draco literally giggled at this boys jokes. And Harry was hearing these jokes. They weren't very funny.

"Mate, are you okay?"

Harry was brought back to reality with Ron and Hermione trying to get his attention. They had an assignment after all. Harry had other things on his mind, like how he was going to punish his boyfriend later.

It wasn't even like he could talk to his best friends about this. No one knew about their relationship...that's been going on for almost a year.

"Yeah, I'm fine Ron," Harry responded, pushing his dark hair from his eyes, "now where were we?"

Hermione pointed at the recipe in her potions book, "It's an Everlasting Elixir, Harry. Where do we start, you got that stupid book don't you?"

Draco now had his head propped up on his hand, staring dreamily at this boy. There were very few kids in their N.E.W.T Potions class, and yet Harry had no idea who this was.

"Harry, focus," Hermione sighed, starting on the potion herself. After six years, she knew that Ron and Harry were just helpless boys. It wasn't fair.

Ron chuckled. It seemed as if he knew, even though he didn't. Well, did he? He couldn't...

Slughorn was making his way around the tables, observing on their progress. At the trio's table, he noticed that Hermione was doing most of the work.

"Warnaby! Potter!" he said, placing his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Granger here can't be doing all the work! Brains and all."

The two boys nodded (Ron with a grumble) and started reading the annotations in Harry's book. Still not focusing, Harry looked at Draco who was now bitting his lip.

He couldn't take it.

"So, um. Hermione..." he said, rubbing his neck "what do we got going on here?"

Her eyes turned more strict and alarmed. This couldn't be good. "Harry, I told you this a million times! Focus, will you?" she snapped.

The Gryffindor leaned back into his chair, letting his hair fall over his eyes. Just wait till he got his hands on Draco.

- - -

It was now 11 pm. Everyone else at Hogwarts was asleep, resting for the classes to come the next day. But two people weren't

Harry scribbled a hasty note: Meet me in the Room of Requirement. Be prepared -H

"Hedwig, I'm sorry to send you out this late...wait you're supposed to be nocturnal...nevermind," he quickly told his snowy owl "you know where to bring this. Thank you"

She tweeted in response as he stroked her neck,

As she flew off, Harry flopped onto his bed listening to the snores of the four other boys in the room. Why was Draco doing this? What was even going through his mind as he flirted shamelessly with another man?

Before he could think too much, Hedwig came back very quickly, a new note in her beak.

"Thanks again. You can go back to the Owlery" he said, giving her one more stroke of affection.

The note read: Prepared for what? Guess I'll have to wait and see -D

Harry grinned, put on his shoes and grabbed his Invisibility Cloak, making his way out of the Gryffindor dormitories.