Harry Potter oneshots

Drarry

It couldn't go on like this.

For a few weeks, the 18-year old Draco Malfoy kept his distance from everyone. And by everyone, I mean EVERYONE.

He didn't even let Pansy Parkinson, his best friend, closer to him than five feet.
Whenever she or Blaise tried talking to him, he just came up with a stupid excuse and when they asked him why he was ignoring them, he just said he didn't notice and he'd try to stop.

But he never did.
Smiling was also something he wasn't familiar with.
He visited the Library way more often than necessary and if he wasn't at the library, he'd be sitting next to the black lake or in the room of requirement... well, what was left of it anyways.

Most students just got used to the pale boy being alone. He stopped insulting the muggleborn students and his bratty comments on other houses became less and less. This went on, until even the chosen one picked up on it, which is rather surprising, since Harry James Potter is one of the densest people on this earth. But he noticed.
At first he didn't really care, he thought it was just because of the war. But now, even he was worried for the health of the former deatheater.
So after the chosen one studied the slytherin boy and knew his whole schedule like the back of his hand, Harry Potter, the Harry Potter, went up and asked Draco if he wanted to study in the library... Together. Even though the young Malfoy wanted to decline, Harry didn't wait for an answer and just said "see you at six".
Now Draco Malfoy is having an existential crisis, because he doesn't know if he should actually go, since not only has he already studied for the finals, but he also didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his crush, aka the chosen one, aka Harry Potter, but he couldn't just stand him up. Could he?
So even though he ignored her for the last 5 or so weeks, Draco decided this was an emergency and asked Pansy for advice. Of course she immediately agreed after he explained his situation. Pansy was still a little bit hurt, but if the chosen one made him happy and could bring her best friend back, she'd do anything to help them.
After the girl helped him pick out some simple clothes, which ended up just being a green turtleneck sweater and some long black pants.
Draco started his way towards the library. He was so nervous and felt his palms become sweaty. Don't panic Draco, everything's fine. You're just gonna study together. He kept telling himself. He already saw the entrance of the library.
Oh bloody hell, I can't do this. But before he could turn back around, he heard the golden boy call out his name. Right after the words left his tongue, the librarian hissed at him to be quiet.
Draco could see the light blush of embarrassment decorating his cheeks.
Cute.
The blonde sighed and walked over to where the chosen one sat down.
"What did you want help with?", Malfoy said before letting himself sink into the chair across from the golden boy.
"I didn't actually think you'd come.", said Harry with a small grin on his face.
"Me neither. Now answer the question Potter.", Malfoy grimaced internally at the harsh tone in his voice.
This didn't seem to bother Harry though, since he just took out his astronomy books, a feather and a piece of parchment.
Then he looked at Draco as if expecting something.
Again the blonde sighed and stood up, just to let himself down next to the Gryffindor again. Almost immediately, Harrys body tensed and he kept his gaze on the parchment in front of him.
"All you have to do is write down the names of random stars and think why they're called what they're called. It's quite simple actually.", Draco explained.
"Yeah, I know."
"Then why do you need my help?", the slytherin looked annoyed.
"I don't know how to phrase it...", Harry said embarrassed. Draco rolled his eyes and started giving the Gryffindor tips on how to better his assignment.

"There you go, It's not even half bad.", the Slytherin said reading Harry's text.
"Why did you ask me for help Potter?", Draco suddenly asked. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, that you could've just asked the know it all Mudblood."
"Don't call her that.", Harry mumbled.
Malfoy just rolled his eyes again and sighed.
"Just answer the question.", the blonde boy let his head rest on his palm as he waited for the Gryffindors answer. "Iwantedtospendtimewithyou.", Harry whispered. "Wait what?", the youngest Malfoy was confused, annoyed and just wanted to go to bed.
"Maybe speak like a normal person this time and see where that takes you.", Harry kept glancing at the blondes lips and mentally scolded himself for thinking such things. Why do the hot ones always have to be assholes.
"Are you done talking to yourself and finally ready to answer my question Potter?", Harry was brought back to reality by Dracos waving hand in front of his face.
"Yeah, sorry. Just dozed off."
"Tzz whatever Scarhead, I'm leaving.", just as Draco stood up, he was pulled back by none other than the golden boy.
"What are you doing Potter?"
"Don't go!", Harry pleaded.
Okay. Now Draco was absolutely perplexed. Who does he think he is. Bloody hell how dare- wait... is he blushing? The Malfoy was stunned.
"Are you blushing?", Draco asked skeptical. Harry's eyes widened and he quickly let go of Dracos hand.
"N-No.", he answered.
"By Merlins bloody beard, you are.", Draco smirked and went close to the chosen ones face.
"Could it be, that the boy who lived has a crush on me? The Draco Malfoy? A former Deatheater?"
"You're having way to much fun with this Malfoy...", Harry tried keeping his posture, but his face had the same color as the scarf around his neck by now. "So you're not denying it.", Dracos smirk just grew and grew until it was a full on grin. "Pfft so what if I do... Not my fault you distanced yourself from everyone and made me worried about you.", the Gryffindor huffed and looked everywhere except at the tall boy in front of him. Draco just kept coming closer until there were a few centimeters between them. Is he going to kiss me? Were the only words clouding Harry's mind, but suddenly Draco stopped moving and said: "I suppose you aren't the worst person, so maybe we could give it a try.", Draco said, pretending it was him who was giving Potter a chance, but we all know that he was dancing like an idiot on the inside.
The blonde boy still had the grin on his face, as he moved away from Harry.
"Just shut up and snog me already Malfoy.", and with that, the Gryffindor pulled the suprised Draco into a long lasting, needy kiss. As Dracos hands found their way to Harry's hips, he pulled the Gryffindor closer.

"Wow Mate, really mature. I leave you alone for an hour and you're already shagging Malfoy.", the boys quickly pulled apart from their make-out session and looked at the library's entrance, where Ron Weasley stood, slowly clapping. "I'll write you a letter.", said Draco before dusting himself off and leaving through the exit.
And since that day, you never saw Draco Malfoy alone again. Either he was hanging out with his best friends or snogging the famous Saint Potter in some corner. Most of the castle already made note of staying away from the astronomy parchment closet next to the potions classroom after lunch.
Although, no one was really sure how the chosen one was able to change the ice princes mood so suddenly, everyone was somehow relieved to see both boys so happy with one another.