Hey, guys. This my first Draco/Harry attempt, so go easy on me haha. I might extend it to a two-shot, or a three-shot if you guys like it. But we'll see how we go. Anyways, read, review and enjoy ^___^
The Writing's On The Wall
By Cymberline
Draco Malfoy wandered around the castle, whistling to himself. Being allowed to wander the castle at night gave him a real sense of contentment. If he were the kind of man to be self-aware, he would suppose it was because no one else was allowed to. He was doing one last round looking for students out of bed and ones up to other various kinds of mischief before heading off to bed. He sunk his hands into his pockets and whistled all the louder. He was dearly hoping he'd catch Potter on a night time stroll; getting him into trouble for something would be so satisfying. Being part of the Inquisitorial Squad was so worth it. It might wipe that arrogant look off his face. Hell, under Umbridge's reign, it might call for a whipping!
A small voice in Draco's mind argued that he liked Potters face. He liked the shape of his cheekbones, his rose-coloured mouth, and his startling green eyes. He just liked him. It also argued that whatever Draco might want to think, he would be very upset if Potter got hurt because of him.
A louder voice in Draco's mind told the other voice to shut the hell up, if it knew what was good for it.
The small voice argued back, in a sly voice, that it knew exactly what was good for it.
Draco decided he'd gone insane, and that it was all Potters fault. Hoping to clear his head, he turned the corner in the hall that head to the Astronomy tower. There was a note written on the wall in large, pink bubble writing
M.D 4 J.N
Draco rolled his eyes. He had completely forgotten tomorrow was Valentines Day. How he hated Valentines Day. That beast of a girl Pansy Parkinson would be after him all day. She'd make eyes at him until he either said hello to her, or told her to piss off. Draco pointed his wand at the note on the wall and it shimmered for a moment, and then disappeared. Satisfied, Draco made to walk away, but saw from the corner of his eye that the words had returned. Now coloured green and silver, and twice the size they were to begin with, they read
D.M 4 H.P
He stared at the wall in horror, at a loss for what to do. Would people know? Would people guess? Would Potter see it? What would Potter think?! He had to get rid of it. He paced in front of the green and silver letters, trying to think of how he was supposed to fix it. He thought about blowing a hole in the wall, but that would bring a teacher down on his head, and what would he say to explain what happened? He supposed detention was a small price to pay to save face in front of the whole student body of Hogwarts.
Draco's face was set. He was going to blow up the wall. He walked quite far down the hall, and aimed his wand
"Expulso!" He cried. The spell hit its mark, and wall glowed steadily. Draco sprinted off in the other direction, and as his feet hit the stairs of the Astronomy Tower, he heard the wall blow up. Panting, sweating, he leaned over the side of the Tower, trying to slow his breathing. It was as if the explosion was a signal for the whole school to wake up. Lights came on, voices were heard. Draco sank down to the ground, and put his head between his knees. He had no idea what it was he was so scared of. He sat, breathing heavily, and thinking. He could've gotten away with being found there, really. He could've blamed it on those blood-traitor Weasley twins or something. But he had run away like a coward. This was something Potter never would've done. Potter would've faced it like a man, taken the consequences in his stride. And Draco realised the real reason he'd run away. What if Potter had come down to see what the explosion was, and had found him there? He realised, with horror, that he couldn't bare the idea of Potter thinking less of him than he already did.
There was the unmistakable sound of feet falling on the stairs, and Draco had a moment to look around and try to find somewhere to hide, but there was no where to hide here. The door to the stairwell of the Astronomy Tower burst open, and there stood Potter. Draco stared at him for a moment, completely amazed, before he composed himself enough to mutter
"What, Potter?" He got to his feet, and squared his shoulders, looking Potter straight in the eye
"What're you doing up here Malfoy?" Replied Harry
"None of your business," Draco snarled
"Did you blow up that wall?"
"What wall?"
Harry's eyes stared right through to the heart of him as he said, "You know what wall"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Potter," Said Draco coldly, "And if you know what's good for you, you would get the hell out of here"
Harry's eyes narrowed, "The teachers fixed it, you know"
Draco rolled his eyes and threw his hands out in exasperation, "Fixed what?" Draco took a moment to secretly revel in how good an actor he was.
"What does D.M 4 H.P mean?" Harry asked quietly
Draco paled, "What?"
Harry walked forward, stopping when he was standing so close to Draco that Draco could feel his breathe against his cheek
"What does it mean, Malfoy?"
Draco pulled out his wand and held it to Harry's throat, "What are you suggesting, Potter"
There was no fear in Harry's eyes, no concern whatsoever as he said, "Those are our initials. Mine and yours."
Draco shrugged, "So?"
"You're not going to give me any answers, are you?"
"I have none, Potter. Go ask the know-it-all Mudblood."
"Don't call her that!" Harry now had his wand pointed at Draco's heart
"Ooh, Potter. Playing in the big leagues now, are we? I'm so scared" sneered Draco, "You haven't got the guts to do it,"
"Don't push me Malfoy. Of the two of us here, we both know who the coward is"
Draco threw his head back and gave a hollow laugh, "Yeah. Okay"
"What did the message on the wall mean?"
"I told you Potter, I don't know!"
Harry glared and said, "You're not going to give me any answers, are you?"
"I have none."
"Yes, you do!"
Draco removed his wand from Harry's throat and walked past Harry to the door, bumping his shoulder as he went by, "Give it up, Potty. I have no answers to give you."
"I won't give it up!"
Draco shrugged, not looking back and said, "Then I hope you enjoy disappointment,"
As he walked down the stairs, Harry called to him, "Was it for me, Draco?"
Draco turned, more from the use of his first name than anything else. He gave Harry the slightest of smiles and said, "Well, what do you think?"
Harry Potter said nothing, and Draco Malfoy walked away smiling, both terrified and exhilarated.
Well, what do you reckon? Yay/nay? Peace out, guys.