Drarry Oneshots (𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆)

Distraction

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Author: DrarrySinful ( on ao3 )

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"Draco... Hey, Draco..."

Pansy was waving her hand in front of Draco's face and his head snapped back to look at her, tearing his eyes away from a certain Gryffindor that had just walked into the Great Hall.

"Oh! What do you want Pansy?"

Pansy raised a brow at him, "You were saying something? Before Potter came in."

Draco gave Pansy an incredulous look, "No! I was done talking. It had nothing to do with Potter!"

Pansy, who looked wholly unconvinced, gave a slow nod and then turned to have a whispered conversation with Millicent. Draco, ignoring the giggles issuing from Pansy, found his eyes wandering back to see what Potter was up to.

It didn't take long for him to get lost in thought, frowning down at his half eaten food. He shook his head with a grumble and went back to actually eating his breakfast. What was it about Potter lately that had captured his attention so completely? They had always seemed to be aware of each other, but lately Draco had been noticing Potter more and more, and thought that Potter was doing the same. In fact, the other day when Draco had passed Potter in the corridor, he had turned back to see Potter make eye contact with him, before promptly slamming into a wall. This had elicited quite a laugh from Draco's friends and he had joined for appearances, but now that he thought about it, he had only relaxed after seeing Potter tell his friends that he was okay.

His frown grew even deeper at that thought.

"Draco!"

Draco snapped his head up to look at Pansy again. Pansy huffed and gestured to the now empty Great Hall, "Merlin Draco! What is up with you lately? You're lucky I like you so much, as now we're both late! Stop spacing out so much!"

First class of the day was Transfiguration with, of course, the Gryffindors. By the time Draco got to class, the only available seat was behind Potter, of all people. Potter stiffened when Draco sat down, keeping his head straight, but Draco kept staring at the back of his head, really not absorbing anything Professor McGonagall was saying.

Draco frowned at the back of Potter's head, now feeling a bit put out that he hadn't even turned a little to glare at Draco out of the corner of his eye.

So he did what any mature young adult would do.

He kicked the back of Potter's seat.

When Potter merely jumped a bit and tightened his grip on his quill, Draco did it again.

And again.

And again.

And...

Harry stood so quickly and whipped around, Draco barely had time to stop mid-kick and put his foot back under his desk before it got stomped on or something.

"Would you bloody cut it out!?" Potter all but growled at him

Draco schooled his features into his proper Malfoy smirk, "Stop what Potter, I was just listening to the Professor."

Potter's eyes narrowed, "Kicking my chair you bloody Ferret."

Draco hadn't been expecting that old insult and his eyes narrowed as well and he stood, looking down at Potter with his superior height, "Care to prove it, Scarhead?" He snarled.

There was the sound of a throat being cleared from behind Potter, and they both looked over at a livid Professor McGonagall, "If you boys are quite done disrupting my class," she gave them both a look that said this was not a question, "You will both sit down and pay attention," slowly they both sat down, "Ten points from both of you and detention tonight after dinner. You will meet me in here after you eat," they both gave a nod and McGonagall gave them both a piercing stare before returning to her lesson.