Born to sin

Chapter Nine

Draco's p.o.v

Blaise raises an eyebrow at me as I sit down.

"what?"

I ask, shoveling food into my mouth.

"you and Potter."

"what about it?"

"you guys are talking."

I smirk.

"I guess that means I'm winning then."

After charms I check my timetable to find that I have a free period, so I decide to head to the owlery to get my owl, Ulysses, to take a letter to my mother.
I rip a piece of parchment off a spare roll I keep in my bag and quickly scribble a thank you note for the chocolate she sent.
I've just tied the note to Ulysses's leg when I hear someone walking up the steps.
I hurriedly kiss Ulysses on the top of his beak (shut up its normal he's my pet don't judge I bet you kiss your animals too sheesh) and turn around just in time to watch Perfect Harry Potter, red faced and panting, climb the last step and lean against the wall to catch his breath.
I manage to refrain from teasing him but I don't conceal my smirk fast enough. Harry straightens up and with all of the dignity he can muster, brushes past me as if I'm not there and goes straight over to his stupid bird.
For some reason I walk up behind him to apologise or to tease him more, I don't know, but before I can say a word, he freaks out and spins around, so we're chest to chest. I don't know who blushed harder, but neither of us move.

"u-um hi.."

He says, not meeting my eyes.
I'm overcome by a massive wave of confidence.

"hey."

I smirk at him.
He finally looks me in the eyes.

"your cute when your embarrassed."

He blushes harder, if possible and looks away again.
I take a deep breath, pray to merlin and put my hand on his waist. He's just as surprised as I am.
Harry looks at me, blushing and so damn cute it's killing me. Correction, his bird is killing me, or trying to.
As soon as I touched Harry, his devil bird swoops at me, clawing at my face and neck.
I may have shouted. A lot.
Potter on the other hand was calm and collected, saving my fucking life from that stupid flying dodo.
Anyway, Harry told his living weapon off, literally. He sat it on his arm and growled at it like he was talking to a naughty toddler.
It then refused to deliver his letter so Harry had to use a school owl.
We then left together and were halfway back to school when I realised I left my bag in the owlery so I had to run back. Harry said he'd come too but there would be no point in both of us being late.
Before I ran back up the owlery, I the the ballsiest thing I have ever done.
I kissed him.