Drarry oneshots

Flower crown

Harry sat, clearing his head. He smiled to himself at the wind running through his hair. He was sitting in the grass, feeling the grass in his hands made him calm, made him feel like he really existed, because at any point when his thoughts got to much he would hold the grass tighter in his hands, and it reminded him that he could feel. He looked over the felid he sat on, his broomstick scattered somewhere beside him. He saw flowers all around and had an idea. He picked them and started weaving a flower crown, he had seen Hermione do this a couple times but she did it magically.

After he had finished the weaving of the flowers he looked at what he had made, he got to caught in the moment to have an end to what he was doing. So when he looked at it, it made him smile to see what he had made. He put it on his head, feeling more at peace now. He stood up and looked around. He held his wand and made the flowers grow back, the field looking plain now. He smiled a bit and realised he was gonna be late to class. So he got on his broom and started to fly back to the castle. Of course, forgetting the beautiful tragedy that laid onto of his messy curls.

As he stumbled into the class he apologised profusely to the teacher, he didn't want to get in trouble again. It wasn't something he liked doing, but a habit he couldn't kick non the less. Some of the members of the class turned to look at him and they all have him weird looks, he didn't understand why though, as he sat down at the back and pulled his book and quill out. Was he forgetting something? Of course. Would he regret it? Maybe, depends on how he looked back at it.

After class ended he stood up and packed his things away along with everyone else in the classroom, he threw his bag over his shoulder and turned to meet Ron and Hermione before his next class. He couldn't find them however. Instead he found a certain blond.

"Oi! Potter!" He heard from behind him, his eyes widening. He didn't wanna deal with this today, this was his calm day, thats why he went to the flower field and picked the flowers. That's why he made the flower crown. "Fuck, the flower crown!" He mumbled to himself as he quickly took it off of his head and looked at him, flushing in embarrassment. Even though he took the cause of the problem off his head, he still had the problem to deal with. "Malfoy." He said and turned to face the blond boy, ready to take his strong gaze, but instead he was met with a soft one. Was this some kind of joke? Why is Malfoy looking at him like that?

"I like your flower crown Potter." Malfoy said softly, smiling a bit at the smaller boy infront of him, "You like it?" Harry asked quietly, looking down at the crown in his hands, a small smile on his face, not because it was Malfoy that said it, because someone said it. He got praise for something that wasn't saving the wizarding world, and he needed that sometimes, he needed approval for some things other then a spell. "Thank you, Malfoy." He said and then they nodded to each other before turning and walking away.

The next day when Harry found himself at the field again, making himself a nice blue crown this time, he decided he would make another, a green one, give thanks to the blond for the making him feel better about the act he had done in making a flower crown. So when Malfoy found a green flower crown in his desk later that day he smiled, and turned to Harry who was at the back of the class, holding back a smile when he saw the Amazement in Malfoys eyes.

"Nice flower crown Potter." The blond said as they passed each other in the hallway a couple hours after that, Harry smiled and nodded, looking down as he walked on. And so everyday Malfoy would find a flower crown on his desk, until one day Harry got so busy he never made it to the field, he was so busy and anyone could tell he was stressed. Malfoy noticed, but when he walked into their shared class and went to look at the flower crown for the day, he didn't find one. And he instantly looked around, maybe someone took it? Wanted to tease him? But when he saw Potter looking at him with sympathy in his eyes he realised he wasn't getting one today, maybe he would never get one again. Maybe this arrangement that they had going on was over?

A couple days later Harry was still stressed out, he hadn't been to his field as he liked to call it, he had nothing to do with his hands so he was fidgety. He walked into Malfoy and his shared class and sat down, eyes locked on the ground, he looked up and saw a red flower crown sitting in his desk, he smiled and put it on, his eyes kinda lighting up. He saw Malfoy look at him and he grinned, seeing Malfoy had a green Flower crown placed on top of his perfectly gelled hair, "Oi! Nice flower crown Malfoy." Harry said, making everyone look at the two.