Drarry One Shots

Alyssa Evans

Draco stared across the Great Hall in shock. Since when did Potter, of all people, seem attractive? 


He didn't have glasses, so Draco could only assume that he found a spell to fix them (because obviously he wouldn't know what contacts were), but his eyes seemed to sparkle now. How did they do that? Did Potter get Eye-Twinkle lessons from Dumbledore every time he was sent into that office? 


Draco flicked his eyes to Harry's lips. No man should have lips so...pink. It just simply wasn't done. (yup...Cinderella reference in a Drarry one shot. GET ON MY LEVEL.) his eyes them drifted to his collar bone. Curse Potter and his inability to dress properly. Honestly, he was eighteen now, he was the savior of the Wizarding World. Could he not even wear clothes that weren't frumpy and baggie- wait...taking a closer look, Draco realized with a start, not only was Potter wearing clothes that where nice, but they fit to his frame delectably. 


Draco focused back on the eyes, but then went red and turned away. The bright green eyes had been fixed on him. Draco attacked his waffles his determination.


"Ahem." Draco looked up, alarmed; before his brain had caught up he thought it was Umbridge for a single, fleeting second. In front of him stood a girl; she looked utterly bored. She had raven black hair and hazel eyes. She reminded Draco strongly of someone, but...who? "I'm Alyssa Evans. My brother told me I should, 'make friends' because it's not good for me to spend all my time alone." She said in a monotone, rolling her eyes, looking like she could care less. 


But...then why was she doing it? Draco was confused. He didn't know that Alyssa really just wanted to make her brother happy, and this was one of the things he had begged her to do. 


"Draco Malfoy." Draco said, eyebrow raised. Her eyebrows shot up.


"Really? You're Draco Malfoy? My brother talks about you all the time! I think he may have a crush on you." She said thoughtfully. She either didn't notice or ignored Draco choking on his drink and Blasie slapping his back to help him clear his throat. 


"Who is your brother, exactly?" Draco rasped out after a moment.


"Oh, he's-"


"Hey Malfoy," Potter said, rapping his arm around Alyssa. Draco winced, his heart taking a beating at seeing Potters arm around someone else. "I see you've met Alyssa." Harry turned his head, smirking at her. She rolled her eyes, shoving his face away. Harry stumbled away and pouted at her. 


Draco tore his eyes from Harry's jutted out bottom lip in time to see Alyssa roll her eyes.


"I told you, Potter, no touching." She said. The whole hall stared as Harry whined.


"But ssssiiiissssssssssssyyyyyyyy" Draco stared in shock, finally realizing why she seemed familiar. Alyssa sighed, and even though she was muttering, if sounded through the Great Hall. "You're the older sibling, yet you act like a toddler." She walked out of the Great Hall with a pouting Harry behind her, trailing her like a lost puppy.

It wasn't until he was on his way to his first class, that his brain had gotten mostly over the shock and he had connected the dots.


So...she was pretty sure Potter had a crush on him...why did that thought make his heart soar? He shook his head to clear it of those thoughts.

~~~


More and more, people noticed Alyssa in their classes, and looked for her more and more. Finally, during lunch when a Ravenclaw she hadn't even seen before asked her out, she snapped. "HARRY POTTER IS DATING CEDRIC DIGGORY!" She shouted. (Cedric lived) said boys blushed firetruck red as the whole hall shifted their gazes to them. While Cedric ran out, Harry stood up, cupping his hands around his mouth to make his shout heard across the hall to his sister.


"WE BROKE UP A FEW DAYS AGO! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU THIS!"

"OH YEAH, I FORGOT!" She shouted back. They both shrugged at each other, Harry from Gryffindor and Alyssa from Slytherin, and they continued eating as though they had just been talking about the weather.


The whole hall was silent, and almost everyone had looks of shock. Surprisingly, only Neville, Ginny and Luna were smiling at Harry.


~~~


"Hiya Harry," Draco rounded a corner and saw a Gryffindor -Seamus Finnigan, if he was correct- backing Harry against the wall. He was talking in what Draco was sure was supposed to be a seductive tone, but Harry just looked scared as he thumped against the wall.


"He's taken, Finnigan." Draco called out. He stopped his eyes from widening at his own words. Harry looked at him like he was his saving grace, and Draco stopped himself from fangirling on the spot at being directed the look from Harry. 


"By who, Malfoy?" Seamus challenged, glaring at Draco. 


"By me." On the outside, calm and cool. On the inside, he was freaking out. Seamus stared at him in shock, and Harry looked at him with a curious expression before he rearranged his features to look at Draco with love and admiration. Effortlessly, mind you. Draco, again, stopped himself from fangirling or swooning.


Seamus looked back at Harry, and seeing the look Harry was giving Draco, eyes filled with love, Seamus backed away. "I'd rather not see you two bugger each other, so okay. Backing away slowly." As he rounded the corner, Harry sighed in relief and leaned against the wall, eyes closed as he slowly slid down the stone surface.


"Thank you, Malfoy. If you hadn't come I'd probably be raped by now". Harry sighed. "Now I'm going to have to put more wards around my stuff." Harry muttered as Draco sat down next to him. "But, you know, by dinner word is gonna get around that Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are shagging, right?" 


Draco nodded, fightning down the blush. "I'm aware."


"You know, usually there's nothing you can do, but I know of one thing we could do to stop the rumors." 


Draco looked at Harry curiously. "What?"


"Make them not rumors. Then they're the truth." Draco's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding. Though, as he soon felt lips on his own, he understood.


Draco's lips reacted before his brain could, and soon he was heavily making out with Harry Potter in a corridor. 


"OMG! DRARRY FOREVER!" They snapped apart, to see Alyssa fangirling, while pinching her nose to stop a slight nosebleed. She ran away, cackling madly. Harry then started snickering.


"What's Drarry?" Draco asked, deciding to ask the easiest question.


"It's...a ship name. It's where you take to names and mush them together." Harry explained between snickers. Leave it to the muggle raised Slytherin to come up with a ship name as soon as she sees her brother kissing his 'arch enemy'.


"Well then...Drarry....I think I like the sound of that. Harco just sounds stupid." Draco then smirked, getting a idea.


"Oi, why does your name get to be in front?"


"We just went over this Potter. Harco sounds stupid. Keep up. Y'know, Potter, those pants don't look bad on you, but you know how they would look better?"


Harry smirked back, already knowing the pick up line. "Oh yeah? How?"


"If they were on my bedroom floor."


"Really? Well, seems like we will have to find that out tonight, won't we?"