Truth or Dare

Chapter 2: Trouble in Class

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Draco's breath hitched as Harry bit his bottom lip. He opened his mouth and slid his tongue into Harry's mouth gasping when they tangled together. Harry lifted his hands to Draco's face and-

Draco gasped as he woke up, still smiling from his dream when the previous night's events flooded back to him. He dropped his face into his pillow and groaned wanting to go back to sleep. He looked up as someone entered the room. Blaise strolled in and veered off to his desk.

"You missed breakfast and class starts in five minutes" He informed Draco as he triumphantly held up his pen and hurried out the door. Draco, still bleary eyes from his sleep, took a moment to process what Blaise had just said. He swore and jumped up from bed hurrying into the bathroom to take care of a hardness in his pants that would be distracting in Potions, especially when he would be staring at the back of Potters head the whole time.

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Harry glanced around as he entered Potions looking for a certain blonde head that usually sat on the other side of the room. He realized that Malfoy wasn't there and looked behind him to see Professor Snape sweeping in behind him giving him a sneer when he locked eyes with him. Harry blinked and went and sat down as Snape started talking.

Throughout the whole class Harry kept unknowingly looking in the direction Malfoy usually sat forgetting that he wasn't there. Near the end of class his gaze slid to Malfoys chair once again but this time Snape caught him.

"Mr.Potter. What can possibly be more interesting than the different ways you collect Wormsweed for different potions?" Snape questioned frostily as Harry guiltily looked away from Malfoy's empty chair. Snape's scowl darkened as he looked between Harry and Malfoys usual seat. Snape opened his mouth to say something presumably nasty but the door swept open revealing a disgruntled looking Malfoy. Snape glared at Harry and turned his cool gaze upon Draco. Harry sighed in relief then turned to look at Draco who was staring right at him. Draco blushed lightly and turned to look at Snape.

"Ah- Mr.Malfoy. So glad you decided to grace us with your presence today." Snape said cooly." Would you mind telling the class what exactly took up your precious time?" Snape asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"I overslept" Malfoy muttered decidedly looking anywhere but at Harry or Snape.

"What was that Mr. Malfoy?" Snape asked, raising his eyebrow slightly.

"I overslept" Malfoy said louder, defiantly raising his glare and meeting Snape's gaze.

"That will be detention today after your last class Malfoy, and five points from Slytherin." Snape announced as he looked back at the class. "Now unless you want to waste more class time Malfoy I suggest you go to your seat." Malfoy nodded and walked to his seat then stared at his desk.

"Now, Mr.Longbottom, can you tell me for what potion you would use a silver sickle to cut Wormsweed for?" Snape continued

As Neville stuttered and frantically turned the pages of his Potions book Harry's gaze slid to Draco. He looked tired and his hands were clenched tightly into fists, cheeks still a bit red, and his usually pristine hair mussed up. Harry thought it looked extremely soft and fluffy and that he quite liked it like that. He wanted to run his finger through it and cup Draco's face in his hands, watching as his cheeks started to grow redder as he looked into Draco's grey-

Draco looked up from the table feeling Harry's gaze on him. Harry turned red remembering what he was thinking and quickly looked away. Draco stared at him a moment before he looked back at Snape who was telling off Hermione for slipping Neville the answers. Harry blinked and tried to focus on what was happening.

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Draco was the first one out of the classroom, trying his best to avoid Harry. He had kept looking at him during class and Draco's cheeks started burning every time. He hurried to his next class which thankfully Potter didn't have. Unfortunately for Draco, Blaise and Pansy did. Draco gritted his teeth and got some interesting looks. He forcefully slowed down his pace and schooled his expression back into his usual neutral face so it didn't look like he was heading off to murder someone, as much as he would like to.

Merlin, Potter got under his skin. With his stupid green doe eyes and ridiculous chiseled jawline and unreasonably attractive arms. How in hell was he supposed to concentrate with Potter's sleeves rolled up and his absolutely gorgeous fingers playing with his quill when he wasn't listening. Draco pulled up to the door and shook his head trying to (unsuccessfully) get all thoughts of Potter out of his head as he resigned himself to the volley of questions that he was sure to get from Blaise and Pansy. He sighed and stepped into class.

Just as Draco had predicted the second he sat down Pansy opened her mouth to speak. Surprisingly she didn't ask about last night.

"Where the hell were you at breakfast today?" She asked. Draco looked at her then at Blaise who suddenly seemed very interested in the wall. Draco understood that he had probably said something to her as sort of an apology for making him kiss Potter though he didn't know it was Potter he had thrown up against a wall and snogged.

"I overslept," He said, looking back at Pansy with an even gaze. She looked like she wanted to say something else but Blaise interrupted her.

"Me and Pansy talked and I'm sorry that I made you do that in a casual game of truth and dare and-" he glared at Pansy as he said the next part. "Pansy is sorry that she kept asking you about your love life and understands that you like someone else." He looked back at Draco expecting him to speak. Draco sighed.

"Thank you Blaise but can we not talk about it right now?" he asked, wanting this conversation to be over.

"But who was it!" Pansy burst out. Blasie and Draco both glared at her. "Oh fine." She huffed."But don't pretend that you don't want to know too Blaise!"

Blaise raised an eyebrow. "She's not wrong about that one. I would love to know what lucky girl got a surprise and apparently unwanted snog from you, Draco." Draco blushed again. He doubted he had blushed this much in three years and now he was turning red every time he thought of Potter.

"It's none of your business Blaise" He muttered. Blaise raised his other eyebrow but said nothing recognizing that it wouldn't get anywhere. They sat in silence for a while until the teacher came in and saved Draco from further questioning.

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