Beautiful Promise - Harry Potter & Percy Jackson Crossover Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Percy looked around for the familiar white-blonde hair and find himself looking straight into the eyes of Draco.

“Why were you staring at me? What do you want?” demanded Draco.

Percy looked into the gray eyes, and found himself somewhat lost. He snapped out of it when Draco pointed a stick in his face.

“Tell me or I will hex you into the next century,” hissed Draco.

“Easy there, don’t hurt yourself pointing the stick at me,” teased Percy.

“Shut up, idiot. I demand an explanation,” said Draco.

Percy smirked seductively and took Draco’s hands, “ How about I show you instead?” Percy lead Draco away from curious onlookers while Draco wormed under his grip.

“Let go of me, you big oaf!” screamed Draco.

“I will let go of you, but I was told the stick thing hurt. So, I would rather not take that chance. I am going to show you the answers to your demands, right?” said Percy.

“It’s not a stick thing, it’s a wand,” said Draco.

Percy smiled at Draco, “Sure it is, princess.”

“Did you just called me princess?” asked Draco. “I am not some delicate maiden.”

“I never said you were,” said Percy.

Percy placed his hand on the side of Draco’s waist and the other on Draco’s cheek. Draco flushed at the contact and tried to move away, but Percy’s arm snaked around his waist and pulled him closer.

“Shhh. It’s alright, I am not going to hurt you. I just wanted to talk to you,” said Percy.

“Talk to me, like this? Well, you need to brush up on your talking skills because right now I want to do anything BUT talk to you,” remarked Draco.

“Well, considering this is the first time I have ever tried to flirt with a dude, I would say that I am doing pretty well,” said Percy as he snaked both hands around Draco’s waist and pulled him even closer, till they were only breaths away. “But if you insist on doing something else, I wouldn’t mind.”

With that said, Percy lowered his lips to touch Draco’s. The first contact was warm, but unresponsive. Percy took it slow, and savored the taste of the blond's mouth. A slight moan escaped Draco’s mouth, and it was music to Percy’s ears.

Percy’s tongue traced the outline of Draco’s bottom lip. The contact caught Draco by surprise and his mouth opened slightly. Percy took that chance and slipped his tongue inside Draco’s mouth. Percy could taste pumpkin juice, maple syrup, and something he knew was Draco. The kiss was slow, and Draco was responding in all the right ways. If Percy wasn’t holding him up, Draco would have fallen to his knees by now. Percy pulled away to allow Draco to breath. He could see the flush that seemed to be fixed on the boy’s face as a sign of enjoyment. He smiled at the view until he saw the frown come back.

“Americans and your uncanny ways of courting. Couldn’t you think of something else besides sticking your tongue down my throat? How about you start with your name?” said Draco.

“My uncanny ways? I am hurt, you seemed to have enjoyed yourself during that kiss. My name is Percy Jackson, and do you want me to woe you?” said Percy.

“Percy? Well, it’s a start. Unhand me you fool,” scowled Draco.

Percy gave him a grin, pecked him on the cheek, and released him.

“Next time, give a little warning, and if you do it again, I will hex you,” threatened Draco as he walked toward the dungeon.

Percy watched as Draco walked away from him, knowing the next time they met, he was going to get a little more than a threat.