Darry Oneshots

Pretty Boy Part 1

Harry and Draco are bickering during eigth year when Draco says,

"At least I'm not so fucked up that I cry myself to sleep each night, but I guess that comes from having no family to stay by your side doesnt it?"

Harry then pushes Draco against the wall with his forearm on his throat and whispers threateningly,

"Wanna say that again pretty boy?"

They're both glaring at each other till they hear Ron say,

"Did you just call Malfoy pretty?"

Harry's eyes widen and he releases Draco from his hold before blushing a crimson red and rushing off. Draco watches curiously as Harry runs away before Draco hears Ron whisper under his breath,

"That idiot." Before Ron rushed after Harry.

Draco stood, still against the wall, in confusion and amusement at Harry's obvious discomfort before he left. Draco shrugs and walks off heading to Pansy. As soon as Pansy hears what Draco told her about Harry she squealed in delight and hugged Draco tightly.

"What Pans, what did I do?"

"You know, for someone so smart you're kind of an idiot." She smirked.

Draco glared at her and stood up from the couch to leave. Pansy grabbed his wrist to stop him from leaving but he ripped it from her grip and left the eigth year common room. Draco walked the castle halls for an hour or so before he heard the sound of crying coming from a corridor he'd never been in before. His natural slytherin self told him to leave, that he didn't care, but the part of him that wanted to change went out to try and comfort whoever he found crying.

Draco stopped dead in his tracks when he turned the corner and saw a hunched over Harry Potter shaking from the extremety of his crying. Draco quickly turned around but apparently not quietly because he heard the sobbing abruptly stop with a sharp inhale. He slowly turned around to see that Harry indeed had heard him and was now standing glaring, though without the usual venom due to his red and puffy eyes.

Draco took a step closer, but Harry pulled his wand on him and it was pointed straight at his chest. Draco scrabbled back, assuming that Harry was going to actually hex or curse him like in the bathroom only a couple years ago. Draco quickly regretted that decision as Harry's eyes flashed with obvious hurt and he once again ran from Draco.

Not a minute later with Draco still rooted to the spot did Ron appear from the direction Harry had come from. Ron looked pissed and when his eyes locked on Draco's he stormed over to him and pushed him roughly against the wall. Draco figured that Ron was going to punch him, but when rough angry lips attached themselves to his he gasped in surprise.

If Draco had expected anything it was not that Ron would kiss him. When suddenly Ron was ripped from Draco's lips and Draco could've swore he heard a crunch. Draco opened the eyes he didn't know he'd closed at being kissed. When Draco fully saw what was in front of him he was more than shocked. Harry had a bloody fist and Ron had a bloody nose and lip.

Harry glared daggers at Ron and Draco was surprised that Ron didn't just die from that look alone. Ron bowed his head and stepped back, quickly walking away leaving a pissed Harry and confused Draco. Harry spun around to Draco and his eyes were immediately drawn to Draco's lips. Draco on instinct bit his lip and a deep guttural growl emanated from Harry's throat.

"Enjoyed kissing my best friend did you?" Harry asked spitting in his anger.

"I didn't kiss him, he kissed me." Draco replied haughtily.

"Didn't answer my question." Harry growled.

"It was my first kiss, so of course I enjoyed it. Why are you so angry anyways, it's not like he'd choose me over Hermione. So you dont need to worry, I'll still be miserable and your friend won't break her heart." Draco said angrily to hide the hurt in his chest.