Sexual Tension - Drarry

Chapter 6 - Gryffindor Draco

Harry:
I woke up the next morning as a result of somebody repeatedly hitting me with a pillow. After a few moments of me being confused as hell, I grabbed the pillow, that was flying at me again and pulled. I heard a yelp and then a heavy weight fell on top of me.

"Ouch!", I exclaimed.

"Why the fuck did you do that?!", the familiar voice of Draco Malfoy demanded.

"Why did I do that?! Why were you hitting me with a pillow?!", I screeched.

"I was trying to wake you, because we're going to be late for class!", he sighed.

"What?!", I yelped. I casted a quick Tempus and saw that we were indeed late. "Shit!", I exclaimed. I jumped up from my bed grabbing my uniform and scrambling to get changed.

"Wow wow wow! Merlin! We've got a bathroom for that!", I heard a shocked Draco scream.

"Sorry!", I said, blushing heavily.

Draco:
After Potter finally got ready, we ran to potions. We arrived panting and I slammed the door open. Snape, who had apparently stopped mid-sentence at the sound, raised an accusing eyebrow at me. As soon as Potter was visible to my godfather though, he smirked evilly.

"Mr. Potter! Late on your first day! That must be some kind of new record. I'd say 10 points from Gryffindor for being late and 5 more because it's the first class of the first day of school", Snape said with a satisfied smirk.

"What!!? You didn't take points of Malfoy!", some enraged Gryffindor exclaimed angrily.

But before Snape could answer I interjected: "It was my fault Professor", I said. Harry's head spun so fast, that I was kind of surprised it didn't fly off. "I overslept. Luckily Potter was nice enough to wake me up and wait for me", Snape didn't look very happy at that revelation.

"Fine", he snarled, "Then 5 points from each Gryffindor and Slytherin." Almost all of Gryffindor house was staring at me like I had just grown a second head, including Potter.

"Stop staring and sit down!", I hissed at him, shaking him out of his daze. Since we were the last ones there, there was only one double desk left in the far back of the classroom. We walked over and Potter took the seat by the wall, while I sat down on his left. After a few minutes Potter leaned over to me.

"Why did you do that?", he whispered, sounding stunned and genuinely confused.

"What?", I asked, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Why did I do it? I have no idea.

Potter raised one eyebrow at me, signaling that he knew very well that I did not need reminding of what he was talking about.

I sighed in annoyance. "Well... he was being unfair... plus I kind of wanted to see his reaction. I mean come on did you see his face? That was hilarious!", I muttered.

I mean not even I believed that. His already raised eyebrow rose even higher but he didn't say anything.

It was one of those rather boring potions lessons where Snape would only lecture, because the potion we would brew next week is really complicated and dangerous. This time it was the potion Amortentia, a highly dangerous love potion, which we would attempt to brew next week. Even I was relived when Snape dismissed us and packed up my stuff quickly.

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Author's note:
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