Chapter one
Our story starts in Draco Malfoys chemistry class, where he keeps staring at his least favorite bloke, Harry James Potter.
”And so class, that is how you-“
oh fuck, Snape caught me again.
”Mister Draco Malfoy. What is so interesting about Mister Potter that you keep looking at him?”
Dracos face goes red with embarrassment. Hermione turns and looks at him, looks back at Ron and Harry and then they all three look at him.
”is there something in my hair?” Harry whispers to Ron.
”No, at least I don’t see anything.” Ron assured him.
”You got a problem Malfoy?”
”No why would I ever stare at that- uh…”
Beautiful handsome man who makes my heart want to explode? The one who haunts my dreams? Fuck what do I say??
”i just lost focus sir.. it won’t happen again.”
”Good. It better not.”
Snape continues with the lesson on something, I wouldn’t know because Draco’s bloody ass keeps staring at Harry.
”Are you okay Draco? Like you keep on looking at him. Did you hex him or something?”
“I’m fine Pansy. Just admiring- I mean hating his horrible messy hair.”
”Okay then…”
He was in fact not hating it, he was day dreaming about running his hands through it, kissing and- probably shouldn’t go there in the middle of the lesson Draco, you know how snaps is about bathroom excuses.
I need to stop this. It’s disgusting, potter would never like me anyway. And I hate him- him and his stupid smile, the way how he signs his name slowly otherwise it looks like scribbles, and the way how his tie is tied on wrong so Hermione has to fix it when they are walking to class, and that hair! That filthy mop of brown that looks like black! Oh god, but I don’t hate it do I? I want to sign his name, I want to fix his tie, I want to make him smile, I want to- no. He will never let me do any of that. He hates me.
”Draco. Are you going to lunch or not.”
”What?”
”Class has been dismissed for like 5 minutes now. Come on.”
”Yeah Draco, you’ve been staring at potters seat for the whole time.”
”I’m fine, thank you very much. Blaise, Pansy, just let me sit here for a moment. Where’s Snape?”
”Right here, Mister Malfoy.”
Draco looks up to find Snape standing right behind him.
“You two, go on. I’m gonna have a talk with Mister Malfoy here.”
”Yes professor.”
Blaise and Pansy leave, both of them giving Draco a “good luck we know you need it” look.
”What’s the problem, Sir Malfoy.”
”Nothing sir, just the deep hatred of potter like always.”
”Draco. I’ve known you since you were young. I know that’s not what it is.”
”Sir- I can assure you-“
”Do you have romantic feelings for potter?”
Oh fuck. How is this guy so good at basically reading minds? Wait. If he knows, he’ll tell mom and dad. And- they won’t-“
”Draco. I won’t tell your parents if you do. I know what it’s like to feel…rejected. And I understand if you would rather keep it hidden. As your professor, you should find a safe place within this room. You can come to me about anything, and it is completely confidential.”
”Alright you got me. I don’t hate potter and I never have. I just- when he didn’t accept my friendship after me waiting years after just hearing about him- I was upset. I know my parents wouldn’t like me being friends with him, but when I was little I thought we would be unstoppable. And then…I started feeling other things about him. I wanted to be with him, at some points I wanted to even be him. And then… one day I finally figured it out.”
Snape puts a hand on Draco’s shoulder. Out of character if you ask me. But go Snape I guess.
”It’s alright Draco. You are just a teenage boy. Now, scurry off to lunch.”
Draco walks to the dining hall, still thinking about Harry, when he bumps into someone.
“I bet he was going to cast a spell on you, or hex you.”
No. It can’t be. oh fuck. It is.
Dear mum and dad, this is my will since I do believe I am gonna die right here, right now.
everything goes to Harry James Potter.
”What are you doing?”
”I- I was- better question, what are you doing?”
”We were going to go change Ron’s uniform since he ripped it. Now, answer the question Malfoy!”
”Snape held me back after class and I was gonna go eat.”
”Whatever.”
Ron and Hermione walk towards the dorms.
”Sorry about them. Need any help getting up?”
”I- No. Don’t take me for some weakling who can’t even get himself up.”
”You twisted your ankle.”
Just my luck. How did I not notice? Too busy staring at stupid Potter. Him and his little bodyguards.
“I appreciate the offer, but I can get up on my own. See?”
He stands up and immediately falls to the ground.
“Just let me help you for once.”
”Fine. But only helping me walk to the healers office.”
Harry leans down and wraps Draco’s right arm over his shoulder. Draco tries to steady himself, heart beating fast and feeling like a helpless baby all at once. He finally stands up, leaning to the left a little when a hand snakes to his left side.
oh Merlin, please either take pity on me or take me to Harry’s bedroom.
”You okay?”
”Yes. I haven’t got all day though. So please, show the way Potter.”
Harry carefully walks Draco along, even though Draco was kinda exaggerating his ankle so he could lean on Harry some more.
”I should just carry you. This is taking too long.”
”Why would I ever- ugh! Just do as you must Potter!”
”if you say so.”
Harry picks up Draco bridal style.
oh. Well he better carry me to bed now. how is he so strong? Or maybe I’m too light? Merlin, I’m skinny now that I think about it. Harry wouldn’t like skinny people, would he? I’m ugly and skinny! He would never like someone like me!
”Here we are.”
Harry puts Draco on the bed, being gentle as he can with Draco’s leg.
”You sure you’ll be alright?”
”Yes I’m fine-“
Draco’s stomach growls.
“Are you hungry?”
”a little.”
Harry reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wand.
“What would you like to eat?”
”I- a bag of crisps if you can.”
”Accio Crisps.”
A few moments later a bag of baked layes flys into the room. Harry hands it to Draco.
”I’m sorry you couldn’t eat lunch.”
”it’s whatever. You should go catch up with Weasel and Granger.”
”If you insist.”
Harry leaves and Draco eats his baked layes, and he swears that they are the best ones he’s ever had. The healer comes in, and checks Draco’s ankle.
”Hm, well I’ll call it a case of a sprained ankle. No problem though, it can be easily fixed.”
She fixes his ankle and he gets sent on his way. He sees the trio again, and hides behind a statue.
”did you really carry him? What a big baby.”
”He was hurt Ron. I couldn’t just leave him like that.”
”And you gave him my bag of crisps.”
”Better he eat than you have your nightly midnight snack and wake everyone up with your crunching.”
They are talking about me. Oh my Merlin, please kill me and resurrect me on the cross so I can see Harry again.
Once they return to the lunch room- lunch was basically over, so Draco decided to skip it. He walks to the Slytherin dorms and falls asleep.
In his dreams, he is visited by a certain we all know who he is someone.
“Draco Malfoy, I can’t believe you are thinking about me. How pathetic.”
”I- Harry- please don’t tell anyone.”
”Back to Harry now, are we?”
Draco backs himself into a wall. Harry walks directly in front of him.
“Maybe this will shut your little mouth.”
Harry puts his arm above Draco’s and leans and and kisses him. Draco let’s out a little whine. Harry licks Draco’s lips, and Draco’s opens his mouth. He makes out with Harry for what feels like an eternity, his hard on getting heated.
”Want to go to my dorm?”
”Yes- please.”
Harry picks him up again, and carries him to his dorm. He lays Draco on his bed, and takes his own shirt off. He leans in and kisses Draco again. And starts unbuttoning Draco’s shirt. Draco’s hands are feeling Harry’s chest, feeling every crevice and inch of the rough and smooth skin at the same time.
”You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this too you.”
”Then do it to me.”
”You don’t know how hot you are.”
Harry pulls down Draco’s pants, showing Draco’s dick completely hard out in the open. Draco’s face flushes in embarrassment, worried Harry doesn’t like what he sees.
”So hard just for me. I bet I make you hard all the time, hm?”
”Yes. You do. Every night now-“
”Better solve it then.”
Harry kisses Draco again and moves on to Draco’s groin. He softly strokes him, and with his other hand he-
“Draco! Draco wake up!”
”harry… more please-“
”DRACO GET UP!”
”Huh? Where’s- oh.”
”You were moaning potters name.”
”Do you have something to tell us, Draco?”
”I- okay you guys can’t tell anyone this.”
”We won’t, right Pansy?”
”Yeah.”
”I’m in love with potter.”
“…”
”What?”
”Im gonna owe Blaise a lot of money.”