Drarry one shots

Winter cold pt 1

Sorry if some Names are spelled wrong , I finished reading the novels a long time ago and I hadn't really gotten any re-jogging on name spelling.

Harry scanned the classroom bored with dim eyes.

The class hadn't started yet , and Harry was silently hoping that Draco would walk in , but he knew by the looks of it that he wasn't coming.

The last stream of slytherins walked into the classroom and the last one , Zabini , closed the door. Everyone got situated at their desks and pulled out their quills , cutting through the usual clamor was Pansy's voice. " A cold , yeah. And Madam Pomfrey confined him to his room." A deep reply was voiced by Blaise " What about his work?"

" -arry? Harry?" " HARRY!" Harry jolted from his daze and turned to the concerned faces of Ron and Hermoine. " Oh." He said in an almost groggy voice. " Ron! You weren't supposed to yell at him." Hermoine said , fully agitated at Ron's less than prudent way of getting Harry's attention. " No it's fine - I-" Harry started. " Well , whispering wasn't doing anything , was it?" Ron stated. Before the argument could go on Snape loudly dropped a book on the table, silencing the whole class.

Harry couldn't focus throughout the class. He kept thinking of scenarios in which he kissed Draco in a secret , closed off place, the silky soft of Draco's hair and the warmth of Draco's lips , the perfectly applied pressure of Draco's lips pressed against his... his voice " Potter , Potter , Potter , Potter" Alright , Alright , that's enough. " Potter , Potter." Snape's voice cut into his thoughts. He jolted out of his lustful daze and replied in a reedy voice " sir." " Were you ignoring me Potter?" Harry quickly shook his head . " No sir." " Then what were you doing? You certainly weren't replying." Harry blushed . The whole class was staring at him as he searched for an answer. " I don't know , sir." Snape walked over to Harry's desk , peering at him around his nose.

" Well , Mr. Potter. Since you obviously don't know what you're doing , maybe it would aid you to recollect yourself by walking down to Professor Mcgonnagal's office ." Snape said , his tone never breaking from being seemingly eternally agitated as always.  The whole class began sniggering. Harry hastily got up from his desk and exited the class , thankful to leave the seemingly rising temperature and stuffiness of the room.

" I've really stuffed it up now." Harry muttered to himself as he walked down to her office.

When he'd reached the door , he gently, timidly knocked on the door. It opened automatically and Harry slowly walked in. He stopped beside a chair. Mcgonnagal , not looking up from her parchment , commanded Harry to sit. He did so without comment. After a moments silence , Harry began . " Professor I-" " I already got the owl. I have a job for you , Potter." She said , finally looking up. " A job, Professor?" Harry repeated , confused. " I didn't think there was an echo in here." " Sorry Professor."

" I know you won't like it." She started. " But I need you to look after Draco Malfoy." " But Professor-" Harry protested. " I wouldn't give it to you if I didn't have to , Harry. But after the big quidditch game , Madam Pomfrey's full." She said. " So we need your help and... Maybe you two could be friends for once and lessen your visits here." And with that she handed Harry a key to Draco's dorm and sent him away after saying " Just a week. If he gets better before then , report to Madam Pomfrey." And the door shut.

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Harry walked up to the Slytherin dorms and stopped in front of Draco's door. He exhaled, gently sliding the key into the keyhole. He turned it and the door opened , pale light flooding from within . The window was opened , bathing the room in white light due to the grey day outside.

Harry gently closed the door and slipped the key into his pocket . A light cough sounded from Draco's bed , where he was wrapped in covers chin high. Apart from his cough , he was otherwise asleep. 

His graceful blonde eyelashes almost brushed his cheeks and his usually neat hair was a little ruffled. Harry fixed Draco some hot tea and sat in a chair beside his bed , but a good distance from it. He sat the tea on Draco's nightstand.

Harry warily looked at the sleeping Draco again. His skin was paler than usual and dark circles were under his eyes. Tissues littered his nightstand.

Draco slept most of the time , leaving Harry to daydream and occasionally look at him. He went to the great hall during meals to get something for Draco. He currently had a piece of vanilla cake , a meal of soup and bread , two cups of water , and some more soup on his nightstand. The afternoon was melding into night as the sky faded into darkness . Harry tightly held a potion for headaches in his hand , the cold glass pushing against his palm.

" Potter?" A groggy voice asked in the darkness. Harry's attention snapped to Draco. His eyes were opened , looking like two black abysses in the dark. " What in Merlin's beard are you doing here?" Harry swallowed. He'd actually kind of enjoyed being in the same room with Draco so long , even if he was only asleep most of the time. " Professor Mcgonnagal assigned me to look after you while your sick." Harry said . " For how long?" Draco asked. " A week ." Harry said. Draco tried to sit up but Harry gently pushed him back down. " Rest." He said gently , causing Draco's heart to jolt. " A week?" Harry wished at that moment that he could repeat the Professor's snide comment about there being an echo , but restrained himself.  " there's um- soup if your hungry . Are you hungry?" Harry asked. Silence filled the dark room. " You're serious?" Draco asked. " What do you mean?" Harry asked. " You're really looking after me? Your arch enemy... and you're serious about it?" Harry nodded , the realized Draco probably couldn't see him so said , " Sure." He then grabbed a bowl of soup. " Here , you haven't eaten in at least four hours." Draco tiredly sat up and Harry put the soup in his lap. " Lumos." Harry said , he was getting tired of the dark. His wand lit and the room erupted into light. Draco's perfectly sculpted features reappeared.

His eyes fluttered tiredly , his blinks slow and long lasting. " I'm tired." He moaned. " Just eat a little bit." Harry said. Draco daggered him before taking a few bites and handing the bowl back. Harry set it back down.

Draco then laid back down .

After he fell asleep , Harry left his dorms.

I'm gonna have to make a few parts cuz this was getting long. Cuz I wanna do like ... their relationship with eachother evolving over the days.