Drarry One-Shots

The Barista

I am so sorry. This Book kinda died after one story, but now during Corona I am so bored and read nearly every drarry story possible, so I decided to continue this book. I think no one is going to read this but if so please correct me if something is wrong ✌

Harrys PoV:

There was this new Cafe right across the street of the Ministry of Magic that opened like a few weeks ago. Ron always went with Hermione after work at the ministry to that "little cute caffee shop" how they called it to get some cofffee and scones. But I never really liked caffee nor "little cute caffee shops".

But today Mione had to stay behind at her office (something to do with a house elfe movement?) so ron persuaded me to go with him. Honestly I really didn't want to go but it was a cold winter day and somehow a hot coffee or cocoa wasn't the baddest idea. As we made our way to the shop I could already smell the scent of coffee beans, sugar and warmth? The bell above the wooden door at the entrance rang as ron and me went inside. There were a few round wooden tables, a counter with magical posters above, that showed a bunch of different coffees and sweets. While ron couldn't decide which sweet he wanted to have my eyes spotted a completely different sweet. A pale platinum blond bloke stood behind the counter, chatting with some costumer.

A few seconds later he turned his attention towards us and my mind went blank.

Dracos PoV:

I turned around to serve my next costumer as I stared in Harry Potters face. His green eyes sparkled in the warm light of the shop. His hair as messy as back in our school days. I always had a thing for him and I always secretely hoped he would come one day into my shop, just so I could see him. But now that he was standing in front of me my knees got weak.

"Hey Malfoy", the weasel greeted me as usual, "I'd like to have the usual". Ron always drank a mocca latte and ate a scone, so I just turned around to make his order. After coming back with his order and handing him his coffee I turned slowly to Harry, trying to look confident. "So, Potter...uhm what would you like to have?", I asked him fumbling at the hem of my apron. He just stared at me before he said: "Uhm, well...I'm not really the type that likes coffee, so could I have a hot chocolate? Please. Oh, and may-maybe one of those chocolate cookies?" Seeing him this flustered did strange things to my body. I felt all fuzzy and warm inside.

"Yeah of course, but I am out of chocolate, but if you would wait a few seconds I would go into stock and get new one.",

Harrys PoV:

Draco went to get some chocolate just for me. He really changed over the years. I never really thought of him as an evil person, but I couldn't sort out my feelings back at Hogwarts. Now ron turned to me and smiled before saying: "Hey, are you mad if I go back to Hermoine? It's getting late, we are the last costumers and I think you and Draco would like to talk alone a bit." I flushed at those words. What did he mean by that? "Oh Harry, don't look at me like that! I saw the way you looked at him! And honestly I also saw the way he looked at you, it's fine and I don't want to disturb you two. Bye Harry, see you tomorrow.", ron said, before leaving the shop just as Draco came back.

"Where is the weasel?", Draco asked as he started preparing my drink.

"He wanted to catch up with Hermoine and left.", I answered, fascinated by the way he made my drink.

Handing me my coffee with a smile he wished me a good evening before closing his shop behind me. On my way home I couldn't stop thinking about him and as I stood in front of my door I realised i haven't drank one sip of my drink and as I looked down at it I realised that in the middle of it there was a heart made out of white cream. My heart went faster as i saw the heart and I wondered if it meant something, but probably he put it on everyones costumer drink...

After that day I nearly came everyday into Dracos shop always ordering the same. Sometimes he even prepared it for me, butI loved our little chats so I would just sat there at one of the tables watching him. He would always put a heart on top of my drink, but I never asked him why he did it and what it meant. Until one day. I was his last costumer and after Draco cleaned everything he grabed himself a coffee and sat down next to me.

"You have to drink your hot chocolate harry, it will get cold. Look the hearts start to melt away."

I snapped out of my thoughts staring right at Draco, before I started blushing furiously.

"Yeah, right sor-sorry. Draco? Uhm, what does the heart stands for you always put on my cup?"

Now it was Dracos turn to blush.

"Well. Uhm. I mean, I like you, kinda and uhm I think it's cute when you start smiling at your hot chocolate when you see the heart. B-But if you don't like it I can stop..."

"N-No, No please. I like you. I mean the heart, I mean... I like you too in a uh way and I love the heart."

Suddenly Draco started leaning in to me, staring me directly into the eyes. I felt as my heart would melt just like the one in my cup as Draco was only an inch away. And then he closed the gap settling his lips on mine in a slow sweet kiss. His lips fit perfectly on mine as I started deepening the kiss. He tasted sweet like vanilla and chocolate.

As he pulled away he took his cup and nipped at it looking at me with a smug grin. And gosh did I hoped seeing this smile for the rest of my life.

Honestly I like this one. I hope u guys like to - if someone ever gets to read it 👀
Anyway have a nice Christmas 🎄