Drarry one-shots (some are just random Harry Potter related one-shots)

Potion fail, or not fail (requested)

Requested by @ImPersassy2005 I'm sorry if it took long, I've been writing other oneshots and didn't know how to start it XD. Again I'm sorry @ImPersassy2005 !

Harry had finally decided to do it. He was going to slip a bit of love potion into Draco Malfoys pumpkin juice. He'd asked the house elves to help him, happily they had agreed.

But little did Harry know, Draco had overheard this conversation. Draco was over the moon. He'd never of thought that the Boy Who Lived like him back! He'd later on asked the house elves not to do it, and to confront Harry after dinner.

During dinner Harry kept glancing over at the Slytherin table. Draco was doing the same to the Gryffindor table. They met eyes and both of them blushed and looked away.

After dinner, Harry went off to the library, to put back the books he had borrowed the other day. Draco lingered and eventually followed.

Draco watched silently as Harry put his books past, wondering how he was going to confront him. He sighed and decided to get it over with.

"Potter. We need to talk."

Harry turned round so fast he could of broke his neck. "What?"

"I overheard your little talk with the house elves today." Draco smirked.

Harry's eyes widened as his face turned Weasley red. "You, what?"

Draco leaned on the bookcase. "I would of never though the Harry Potter would like me." He sighed, "why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you like me? I've bullied you for as long as I can remember, I've been rude to your friends. Called Hagrid an oaf... Why?"

Harry froze, this wasn't what he expected. He thought Malfoy would laugh at him and tell a teacher, getting Harry expelled.

"Well...you're hot, and," Harry stuttered. "You also seem to hesitate before saying anything, like everything you say is forced, you act like you could be kind if you tried."

Draco blushed at the hot comment, but noticed how Harry was right. Everything he said was forced. His father was basically controlling his every move, but yet he wasn't. Draco was just scared his father would find out if he stepped a toe out of line.

Draco reached over for Harry's hand. "How did you know?"

Harry took Draco's hand. "I-um. Got bored?"

"You got bored?" Draco laughed. Harry slowly nodded. "You know that makes no sense?"

Harry shuffled uncomfortably, getting embarrassed. "Sorry."

Draco looked Harry dead in the eye. "What are you sorry for?"

Harry hesitated. "I dunno." He said eventually, still staring into the storm clouds of Draco's eyes.

Draco cupped Harry's face with his left hand. "I came here to say that I...I like you too."

Harry's eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Would you, er, like to go to Hogsmead with me tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Draco exclaimed, louder than expected. 

The next morning Draco stood waiting for Harry, like he has guessed he was late, well only slightly.

Harry caught sight of the blond boy he was head over heels for and rushed over, waving goodbye to Ron and Hermione.

"You're late."

Harry grinned nervously. "Yeah, sorry."

"It's okay, you're here now, that's what matters."

Harry slipped his hand into Draco's. "Is this okay?"

Draco blushed and nodded.