AN: My second story. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: All character's and settings belong to J.K. Rowling. If you have a problem with that, speak to her.
Poke. Poke. Poke.
"What Malfoy", hissed Harry Potter as Draco Malfoy continues to poke said hissing boy.
"I'm bored." Poke. Poke.
"So?" Poke. Poke.
"Entertain me." Poke. Poke.
"STOP POKING ME!"
"Mr. Potter! Please control yourself. 5 point from Gryffindor for disrupting the class! Now, as I was saying …"
"Sniggle. Sniggle."
"…"
"Don't look at me like that Potter!"
"…"
"Potter, I'll poke you again!"
"Fine, but what the hell is a… sniggle?"
"It's a mix of snicker and giggle, duh! Geez Potter, getting a bit senile are we?"
What, senile? If anyone, it's you! Like where the hell did you come up with, ahem, sniggle? Like who comes up with that?"
"I already told you Potty, I'm bored. And I'm not senile!"
Harry snorts. "Well, if you're so bored, amuse yourself."
"Fine, I'll poke you."
Poke. Poke.
"NO! STOP POKING ME!"
"MR. POTTER! THIS IS THE SECOND TIM TODAY! PLEASE DISCONTINUE YOUR OUTRAGEOUS BEHAVIOUR, OR I'LL BE FORCED TO GIVE YOU DETENTION! And 10 points from Gryffindor!"
"Haha, look what you sis now Potter! 15 points, ha!"
"Oh go die, Malfoy."
"…"
"…"
"It's Draco."
"…What?"
"My name…is Draco."
"So?"
"So, ' exaggerated sigh, 'Call me Draco!"
"…"
"…"
"Why?"
"Because you call my father Malfoy, so call me Draco."
"…Again why? What's the point?"
"BECAUSE. I. WANT. YOU. TO. CALL. ME. DRACO!"
"…"
"Potter-"
"Call me Harry then."
"Really!?"
"Don't look so surprised. It's just a name."
"Yeah, well we've always called each other by last names, so…"
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Awkward…"
"You just made this even more awkward by saying 'awkward' in that freakishly high voice, you know."
"I know!" Draco smiles deviously.
"It, uhm, wasn't a question…" Harry averts his eyes.
"I know!" Draco continues to smile deviously.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Harry looks at Draco suspiciously.
"Like what?" Draco fakes confusion.
"Like, like-"
"Like what, Harry?" Draco smiles mischievously while batting his eyelashes.
"Like you're going to do something bad to me!" Harry looks slightly delirious.
"Oh please Harry. I would never do such a thing!" Draco continues to bat his eyelashes.
"…" Harry snorts. "Sure, Draco."
"Really! I wouldn't."
"…Sure."
"Can you do me a favour?"
"Favour?"
Draco nods his head.
"Like what?"
"Come closer."
"What! Why?" Harry subconsciously leans closer.
"Just come closer! Please?" Draco gives Harry puppy-dog eyes.
"Oh alright, fine." Harry moves closer.
"Closer."
"…" Harry moves closer.
"Closer."
Harry moves even closer.
"Okay, now stop."
Harry stops.
"Purr-fect!" Draco leans very close to Harry.
"Wha-mmpf!"
"Mmm.."
"Mmf-Dra-mmph-Mal-mmph-Sto-mmpf."
"MR. POTTER AND MR. MALFOY!"
Both of them break apart.
"WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU TWO THINK YOU ARE DOING!? KISSING IS NOT AT ALL APPROPRIATE IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS! DETENTION FOR BOTH OF YOU! TONIGHT, WITH ME! NOW, GO STRAIGHT TO THE HEADMASTER AT ONCE!"
They both leave the room.
"So Harry…"
"What?" Harry is quite annoyed and peeved.
"Wanna snog?" Draco smirks.
"…" Harry stares blankly.
Draco continues to smirk.
"Sure." Harry also smirks.
"Knew it." Draco's smirk gets bigger.
SLAM
"Mmm-ph!"
"Mmm…"
"MR. POTTER! MR. MALFOY! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STOP YOUR LITTLE, LITTLE WHATEVERS AND GO TO HEADMASTER DUMBLEDORE! DETENTION AGAIN! HONESTLY, STOP IT. NOW GO!"
Both of them smirk and walk off hand in hand.
AN: That's the end. Comments and Criticisms are welcomed warmly! *Ps. This time I had 548 words…so I didn't need to write more here!*