muggle High School!AU, dramatic draco, fluff, pretty draco, sarcastic harry and draco, pet names,
i editted this, y'all, i cringed while reading what i wrote, it's just too much AHAHAHAHA, i didn't change a lot tho, so don't worry
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Harry Potter, a 17-year-old boy, was the most infamous football star and a Captain of his team in Hogwarts Institute. He was both smart and athletic, a fine genetic from his parents. Thick messy jet black hair, vibrant green eyes behind a pair of round glasses, who wouldn't want him? His lips were red, full and plump. Kissable, so to say. His skin was a bronze shade of tan, due to the amount of time he spent under the Sun, training. He had thick muscles but not too much to make him look like everything was made of muscles. Thick thighs. Thick ass. Broad shoulders. Thick biceps. He was tall, taller than his parents even, a sudden growth spurt that caught his family off guard.
It was amazing.
Hogwarts was a private school Harry had the privilege to attend because of his parents and his parents' friends influence, who used to attend the school. His father was James Potter, an infamous basketball player, along with Sirius Black, who was his godfather, back in the days. His mother was Lily Potter née Evans, the school's favourite princess and a smart badass nerd. Her best friend, Remus Lupin was also a nerd but he was truly a nerd, quiet and composed as opposed to his boyfriend, Sirius. James hated her other best friend, Severus Snape but the guy never give a damn. Harry thought Uncle Severus was kinda cool because he always had that blank expression on his face.
"Poker face is important, Harry," Severus had drawled lazily as he leaned against Regulus Black, Sirius' younger brother. "When you're facing an enemy, it's important to keep your emotions in check," Regulus added, backing Severus up. Harry was always amused as he sat on the couch next to a silent Remus, watching as his family squabble like a bunch of children. Ridiculous.
His best friends were Hermione Granger, the famous know-it-all nerdy girl that always gets the highest grade above everyone that seemed very weak physically but could judo flip you if she wanted to, and Ron Weasley, the school's King of Chess with a passion as fiery as his hair. Hogwarts had won a bunch of tournaments when it comes to Chess, mostly because of Ron. Oh, one more thing. The two are the school's Golden Couple.
Then, comes the High Maintenance Princess that Harry apparently couldn't help but have a crush on even though he shouldn't, Draco Malfoy. Mind you, the male was absolutely beautiful. He was stunning and gorgeous. A perfect eye candy. An albino, Severus had said. His eyes couldn't help but follow him as he passed by. His long blond hair looked so soft on top of his head, shiny and silky. His eyes were grey and it looked like mercury. His lips were plump and red. Oh, how much Harry had wanted to kiss those lips until it swells. His skin was pale, porcelain-like, unblemished and smooth. He was almost as smart as Hermione, getting 2nd place in everything after her. He was also great at chess too. Ron said Draco was a great chess player. Coming from the King itself, that praise was pretty high.
But he was a Princess. Harry's secret Princess, to be honest. Not that he would tell anyone about his nickname for Draco anyways. But what's with the Princess, you asked?
Well, it's because Draco Malfoy was the richest student there and the most spoilt Princess ever.
He had a driver driving him to school. His parents gave him an allowance every day at about $1,000. He insulted people that he thought were beneath him, and that included Harry himself. He was smug and cocky. He was the Captain of the Cheerleading team. He refused to eat anything that's not from a well-known expensive restaurant. His daddy dearest was on the school's Parents Teachers Association (PTA). His mother was a well-respected classy woman in the school that Harry adores because she loves him. He needed daily rubs and massages. He did daily facial cleansing. He refused to touch anything without his white gloves on.
