9. It's not really a fettish… It's just something that is weird and turns me on. Harry overhears Pansy ripping off Draco about a fettish. Now it's all he can think about.

Another prompt from Drarry Lovers United, I didn't take this one literally. I may do something more with it later.

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"It's not really a fetish Pansy. It's just something about them, and it's weird and for some reason, it turns me on." Harry stops on his way down to the eighth year common room. Hearing Draco lose his eloquence over something Pansy has said to him is worth not interrupting.

"One of these days Draco, you are going to have to tell me who this girl you're seeing is." Harry stifled a laugh, not even Draco's best friend knew he was gay. "Although why you of all people would be dating a tramp with a tattoo is beyond me. Clearly she isn't a Slytherin either."

"I'm dating them because I want to Pansy. The tattoo has nothing to do with it."

No, Harry thought as he gently stroked his wrist, where the head of his snake tattoo was coiled. I didn't even tell him I had it until recently. Harry had a python tattooed around his left arm and shoulder by a muggle artist during the summer while everyone was still busy cleaning up after the war. Not many people knew he had it, although Hermione had tried telling him he would regret it eventually. She had backed down quickly enough when he had shown her the names hidden in its scales as a reminder of everyone that had died fighting.

"I still don't see why you want to keep them a secret, you don't have the threat of being disowned like the rest of us, so even if she's a Hufflepuff, with a tattoo, there aren't many who would care enough to do something about it."

"I don't want to keep it hidden Pans." Harry smiled at the confession. "I love them, but right now it's just easier to keep it quiet."

Harry made a quick decision, after all, he still wanted breakfast. He rolled his sleeves up past his elbows and removed the glamor that made the tattoo invisible to any who didn't know it was there, before continuing into the common room.

"Morning Draco, Parkinson." Harry nodded to both of them as he crossed the room, and smiled as he took in the comprehension and disbelief in Pansy's expression and the relieved smile in Draco's. "I'll see you after breakfast, yeah?"

"Of course, Harry." Harry nodded once at Draco's acquiesence and continued out of the common room. He wasn't quite fast enough however.

"DRACO MALFOY, YOU ABSOLUTE CRETAN!"