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Fanfiction: Harry/Draco (2 short ones)

Two short Harry/Draco fics.

Title: Untitled
Rating: G
Words: 205
Notes: Written a few months ago for slashleo at Deviantart who wanted prompts in form of drabbles to make art (you can find the art made here).
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or setting or such. All belongs to JK Rowling.


The voice echoed through the rain, firm and edgy. Draco sighed, his shoulder slumping, holding the umbrella with unsteady hands. He didn't want this. Not now, not today, not ever. He continued walking, determined to avoid it at all cost. The voice shouted his name again but Draco ignored it. Sounds of splashing and the next moment, a firm hand touched his shoulders, forcing him to turn.

Draco gave another heavy sigh, glaring at Harry annoyed, angry, humiliated and so very hurt.

"What?" he retorted with as much venom as he could contain. Harry visibly flinched, suddenly looking very lost and insecure, his black mop of hair messy and wet, the rain drenching him completely to the bones. Draco's heart clenched all the sudden.

"Just...you kissed me." Harry said quietly, looking down at the ground.


"So..." Harry fidgeted. Draco sighed. Gryffindors, honestly.

"And as I recall, you pushed me away. Rather forcefully too." He turned away and set to walk away again, away from stupid Gryffindors, stupid love, stupid Harry. He heard Harry shout wait, then a swear and the next thing he knew, he was turned around roughly and a pair of wet but so exquisitely blissful lips were on his.

Title: In My Dreams
Rating: G
Words: 357
Summary: Short fluff. Set during eight year.
Notes: Another Harry/Draco drabble I wrote once. This was suppose to be a scene in another longer fic I had in mind but I don't think the fic will ever be written (I keep change my mind and get other ideas). Anyway, pure fluff.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or setting or such. All belongs to JK Rowling.

Draco is lying on his back, staring up at the roof of the bed poster. It's really dark and boring, he thinks. Why can't it also have a magical roof like in the Great Hall? This is Hogwarts after all. They spend their whole youth in this bed, staring up at the wall. It would be pleasant to watch something pretty, like stars or clouds or planets, anything but the plain black roof. He can't believe he hadn't thought of it before and now, the eigth year is close to its end.

"I can't believe I'm here with you. Ron would have a spasm if he knew." a voice says softly, while a hand is caressing his silky blond hair, messing it all up undoubtedly. Draco finds that for once in his life, he doesn't really care about how perfect and shiny and amazing his hair is, as long as the hand keeps doing that.

"I wouldn't be adverse to see that. And stop staring, Potter. It's annoying."

Harry sighs, and moves closer, his legs trapping Draco between, straddling him, the rustle of their school robes and the heavy snores from the other beds behind the curtains, the only sound in the room. He puts his hands beside Draco's head, looming above him, faces mere centimeters away from one another. Draco's eyes instinctively falls to Harry's open lips, and he bites his lips when Harry licks them. Suddenly, Draco finds himself wearing way too many layers for his own liking. It really is too warm in here. Why can't the Slytherins have real windows in their dorms anyway? The Gryffndors sure does.

"You know, it wouldn't hurt you to call me Harry now. I'd like to think we have reached that point in our relationship now."

Draco smiles and puts his hands on Harry's face, slowly caressing his cheek with his finger. "Well, if you perhaps kiss me now senselessly, then maybe I shall think about it, Harry."

"You're such hard work."

"But so very worth it." Draco smirks as Harry grins and leans closer, lips almost, almost, almost, touching.

"Definitely." Harry whispers and closes the distance.

Tags: fanfiction: harry potter
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