Fanfiction Time!

Drarry 1 Part 2

This is a continuation of the redhead Harry au oneshot that I did.

Harry pov:

It's friday afternoon. Classes are over and i'm heading down to the lake. Why? Because Snape has officially lost his mind. He's made Malfoy my potions tutor!

It's insane! Anyways, me and Malfoy have agreed to meet at 3:30, it's currently 3:20. "Harry!" Ron calls from behind me. I turn around. "Where ya going? Classes are done." I sigh. "Snape's made me get a tutor."

"Aw mate, that sucks." "Yeah." "Seamus, Dean, and I were gonna do a wizard chess competition with you!" "Neville should be free." He shrugs. "Suppose so. You go get your tutoring over with then." I nod and we both walk off.

Why didn't I tell him my tutor is Malfoy? I'm now outside. Because he'll flip his shit if he finds out! Walking down the steps. But, it makes me feel guilty. I'm halfway down the staircase. A bird flys past, my eyes follow it.

I continue walking while watching the small, perhaps a bluebird, fly around in circles. I don't notice the chipped step and I end up tumbling forward. My head hits the grass at the bottom of the steps. 'My head.'

I hear someone's slow clapping. Cracking an eye open I see it's Malfoy. "Well done Weasel! What a perfect descent that was!" His voice is dripping with sarcasm that makes my blood boil. "Shut up Malfoy."

He crosses his arms and watches me clumsily stand up. Once I've stood up I have a better look at him. He's wearing a white button up shirt with a light grey pull over, no slytherin colors.

Surprisingly, he's wearing black jeans, not dress pants, and his shoes are simply leather-looking high tops. Underneath a tree behing him is 3 books, a few pencils, a rubber, and two notebooks.

"Want to take a picture Weasel?" Malfoy's voice brings me to attention. "Come now Weasly, you've got a lot to learn." I scoff but follow him towards the tree. "What makes you think that?"

"Well, your cauldron went up in flames during potions today, and lets not forgot about all the other mistakes you've made." My face heats up. I hate him. Like you didn't hate him before.

~Timeskip~

"Uggggh. This is so boring! Can't we take a break?" We've been working for half an hour and my brain is gonna kill me. "Absolutely not." Malfoy's stern voice replys. "Ugggh. I'm gonna die."

Malfoy rolls his eyes. "Are all you Weasels this over dramatic?" That's it. I'm tired of this. I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind. I stand up and glare down at him.

"Malfoy, you prideful idiot. I'm not a Weasly! I'm Harry James Potter! Just because i'm a redhead doesn't mean i'm a Weasly! My hair isn't even like theirs! I'm a literal redhead and theirs is copper! Not to mention they all have blue eyes and mine are green! So will you get over your mistake and stop with this nonsense already!"

Draco pov:

Weas-Pot..Oh I don't know! He finishes his tangent and storms off. I bring my legs up and wrap my arms around them. Stupid, as if I haven't noticed. I'm one of the only people that can tell you apart from them!

This sucks. Why did I this? I had the sudden urge to continue this. I probably won't, and if I do it's only gonna be in 3rd person. I'm not good with character povs.