i like it when you bite your lip // drarry

Stuttering Potter

The next morning:

d r a c o

"Draco Lucius Malfoy! If you don't wake up right now, I will hex you into next year!"

I could recognise that voice anywhere. It was Pansy Parkinson. And damn right I was afraid of that tone of hers.

So you could imagine my situation currently. I quickly threw the covers off of me and got up but fell on the floor since my vision turned to black. For God's sake Draco, you should stop getting up quickly! Anyways, once I recovered, I got in my robes and brushed my hair and went into the Slytherin common room, greeting Blaise and Pansy.

"For a while I thought you'd never get out of there." Blaise said to me with an eye roll.

"Piss off Blaise."

Pansy just laughed and elbowed me in the ribs and with that, we went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

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Pansy was casually looking at the Gryffindor table with a look of curiosity in her eyes.

"What's wrong Pansy?" I asked her.

"Nothing, it's just weird not seeing the Golden Trio." Pansy said.

"Why so? Granger's there, along with Weasel and Potter," I said and then my eyes widened slightly, "Potter's not there. Well it's not like I care anyways."

Blaise mumbled something which I think said 'sure you don't' but I couldn't be sure, since I didn't hear it well.

Pansy chuckled at what he said and as soon as I was going to question them about it, the Great Hall's huge doors opened, revealing Potter.

All noises stopped. The Great Hall became quiet for the first time ever I think.

I studied Potter as he went to sit down next to his friends. I noticed he wasn't himself. His whole appearance was unkempt. His shirt was not tucked inside his pants, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was more of a wreck, but it made him look hotter and sexier- and holy shit Draco! What the hell's wrong with you?!

Must be the morning getting to my brain.

"Well he came." I said to Pansy who just nodded her head and gave a knowing look to Blaise which I didn't understand.

{15 minutes later}

Blaise was chatting with Pansy about one of the professors but a voice cut him off. A rather loud one.

"I said I'm fine Hermoine!" Harry shouted and looked up to see everyone staring at him. So, he left the Great Hall without looking back.

Hermoine and Ron's faces were full of shock. I don't know why, but I really wanted to follow Potter to see what had gotten his panties in a twist.

And I did just that.

I left the Great Hall and seeing the silhouette of Potter going up the stairs so I broke into a run. When I caught up to him, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him in a vacant space between two walls. It was rather dark in there since the light didn't reach there. Basically, we were out of the public's eyes.

"What the f-" Harry looked up to see me and to say he was surprised was an understatement. "Malfoy?"

"Yeah, that's me." I said with an eye roll. As if it wasn't obvious it was me. Stupid Potter with his stupid glasses.

"What are you doing here? Why'd you grab me?" Potter asked with a strange look in his eyes.

"Well it isn't every day we see the Boy Who Lived shouting at his best friend." I casually said but realized I was still holding his wrist, so I quickly let go of it.

He didn't answer that and we stayed like that for a few minutes. I got nervous and I started biting my lip to let go of my nerves a bit.

That's when I saw Potter looking dazed, it was like he was in a haze. And his eyes were fixed on my lips. I looked him in the eyes and he snapped out of it. Even in the dark, I could see a blush forming on his cheeks.

I got what was going on inside his head, and decided to play with him for a while. After all, isn't that what I'm good at?

"What's wrong Potter? Am I distracting you?" I asked innocently.

He still couldn't reply so I continued.

"Is it my face or," I stepped closer to him, in a way my face was hovering over his face. "...or is it my lips?"

He still didn't say anything.

I put my hands lighlty on his chest, letting my fingers lightly tracing some patterns. My hands gradually went up to his neck and I swear he slightly shivered. My fingers went even higher, caressing his cheek and his breath started becoming shorter.

"Do you like it when I bite my lip, Potter?" I placed a ghost of a kiss right on the corner of his mouth. And that was when he broke out of his reverie.

"W-what? No, no M-Malfoy!" He shoved me away but since the space was small, my back hit the wall. Then, I stepped in the middle of the corridor to see if he was still around. He wasn't.

I checked the time, and went to my first class earlier than usual.

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