[M-Rated] Fluff and smut but not a thorough one. I'm not sure what I'm doing even with this fic but whatever. 😂 Enjoy reading, everyone!
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It was an honest accident.
No, really. It was.
Harry was always the type of person to blurt his own thoughts out loud without noticing until it was too late to take it back. So you could imagine the disaster that happened when his blurting problems meet one Draco Lucius Malfoy randomly.
It was Sunday around the evening in the autumn season where the leaves would turn orange and fell onto the ground, scattered all over the place. It was a beautiful season in Harry's opinion and his friends had decided to have a hang out there. Ron was cuddling up to Hermione, who was reading a Muggle novel called Importance of Being Earnest. Neville and Luna were making lots of flower crown while Harry was staring at their fingers tenderly making them.
Then he saw someone with familiar white-blond hair sitting by the dock alone, looking very lonely. Harry then blurted out suddenly, "Luna, teach me how to make the crown, please?" he asked, sitting up. All of his friends looked at him suddenly. "Okay," Luna smiled as if she knew what was Harry's reason to suddenly join in. The male blushed slightly and picked some pink and white flowers, watching Luna very carefully as she weaved the flowers in her hands to make a crown. Slowly, he started weaving them as well. The result 30 minutes later was not perfect but Harry felt proud to even manage a presentable flower crown.
"Hermione, do you know a spell that could keep the flower crown together and not wilting?" Harry asked and Hermione smiled just as knowingly as Luna did a while ago. Hermione wanted to cast the spell but Harry refused, telling her that he wanted to cast it himself. It was weird that Harry felt like this but he was as bold as a Gryffindor after all. It was a trait.
When he perfected the charm and cast it on the flower crown, he looked at the still sitting male by the dock. He puffed his cheeks out and stood up. "Be right back," he said to his friends and ran towards the male. The four of them stared after him with a grin.
He held the flower crown gently in his hand, not wanting to ruin it as he crept towards the male silently. He shifted from foot to foot, thinking if he should call out for him before deciding that he shouldn't and placed the crown on top of the blond's head. Malfoy jerked in surprise and turned around. Harry stepped back with an equally surprised expression. The crown tilted dangerously, almost falling into the water when Malfoy turned around so fast. His heart hammered in his chest.
"Potter?" Malfoy frowned at him with confusion. "What are you doing?" he asked again. "I-I," he stuttered as he took another step back. "I made... I made you a flower crown," he ended up mumbling his reply. His face was filled with surprise as he touched his head and brought it down to his lap to look. Because of Harry's nervousness, he ended up blabbering, "I-It's not perfect cause- well, obviously i-it was my first try. I-I haven't make flower crowns before and that was my... my first try. I did my best a-and I asked Hermione for some spell to make it last a little longer before it wilts. Luna and Neville were making flower crowns and I just thought that maybe y-you'd look nice with a flower crown so I-" Harry inhaled sharply when Malfoy's lips turned into a smile.
"I love it, Potter," he said, voice soft and gentle against the wind. "Thank you. How thoughtful of you to do this for me," he added before looking up at Harry with those beautiful glittering grey eyes. The Gryffindor felt like he couldn't breathe. Those eyes added with the smile and that rosy cheeks-
"Place it for me?" Malfoy requested with a hopeful tone and Harry shakily took the crown, placing it carefully on top of his head. His head felt dizzy out of sudden when he received a bright smile from Malfoy, the corner of his eyes crinkling with happiness. "Do I look pretty to you, Potter?"
