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Be warned this IS slashy so if you aren't a Draco/Harry shipper then I advise
that you don't read on. Enjoy =) Oh and it also gets very fluffy later so be warned.
By the way thankyou to Cazmalfoy who was the reason I decided to try a fluffy
Draco/Harry, thanks Caz ;)
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"Time to get up Draco!" Pansy Parkinson sang as she sat on top of Draco so he
couldn't get out of bed.
"How am I supposed to get up with you pinning me to my bed!" Draco
snapped irritably as he struggled to get out from under Pansy.
"Don't you love me anymore?" Pansy asked putting her hands on her hips and
pouting.
"I wouldn't know," said Draco giving up and sitting back exhausted from
trying to shift Pansy, "I never loved you to start with."
Draco pushed Pansy off balance long enough to crawl out from under her and
escape from his bed.
Pansy huffed and got off of the bed and dramatically slammed the door to
Draco's dorm room behind her.
'Finally, peace and quiet' Draco thought to himself, sighing in either relief or
weariness, he wasn't sure which.
Draco walked over to his mirror and studied his appearance sceptically.
His almost white blond hair was still perfect (as usual) and his storm grey
eyes peered out from a frown. His slender, toned, stomach muscles moved
under the ripples of his shirt.
Draco sighed again as he made his way over to his wardrobe to get his school
robes.
He was quickly distracted by a certain Gryffindor doing Quidditch practise on
the Quidditch oval (which just so happens to be extremely close to Draco's
dorm)
'Potter' Draco though to himself, sneering.
'It's the famous Harry Pothead with his specky glasses, his ugly scar, tousled
hair, hard abs, and his toned muscles moving underneath his Quidditch
robes.'
'What the fuck!' Draco thought to himself, quickly snapping out of his train of
thoughts.
'Why did I just think that?'
Draco scolded himself as he quickly changed into his school robes before
making his way down to the great hall for breakfast.
Draco took his place at the Slytherin table and buttered a piece of toast; he
wasn't very hungry so he just munched on the corner of the toast as he
looked over his schedule for the day.
The doors to the great hall opened and Draco involuntarily looked up.
"Oh great," Draco murmured to himself. "It's Pothead and his minions."
Draco watched as Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way over to the
Gryffindor table, laughing at something Ron had said.
'Pothead with his tumbleweed hair…' 'God he's so hot'
Draco snapped out of thought and yet again scolded himself for letting his
thoughts lead him there again.
'I need to get Potter off of my mind,' Draco thought to himself, surveying the
great hall.
His gaze landed upon a certain redheaded Gryffindor girl sitting at the
Gryffindor table talking to Hermione.
'That's it,' Draco thought, smirking to himself. 'Ginny.'
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Ginny stared across the table at Harry who was talking animatedly to Ron.
"Hey Ginny,"
Ginny practically jumped out of her skin as Hermione took the seat next to
her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Hermione apologized, dropping a pile
of head-high books onto the table with a loud 'thud.'
"No, that's fine I was just thinking," Ginny said as she stared open-mouthed
at the pile of books Hermione was now sorting through.
"What are all these books for?" Ginny asked curiously as Ginny read the title
of one of the books 'your inner eye - how to focus it'
"Oh, they're just for my lessons today," Hermione said casually flipping
through the pages of 'Herbology and how to handle those nasty weeds'
"I have Divination, Potions, Muggle Studies, and Care of Magical Creatures
before lunch," Hermione went on flipping through the middle pages of 'What
beasts to befriend and what beasts to be warned of'
"After lunch," Hermione went on shutting the book with a loud 'snap' that
echoed through the great hall.
"After lunch I have History Of Magic, Healing Magic, Arithmacy, Charms,
Counter Curse Class, Herbology, Astronomy, and Defence Against The Dark
Arts until dinner."
"Ginny gaped at Hermione, Hermione didn't seem to notice as she re-stacked
the book pile and flipped through her notes.
Ginny realised she was gaping and closed her mouth.
"How…" Ginny began but stopped herself as she remembered that in 3rd year
Hermione was given a time turner so she could take extra classes.
"I thought you dropped divination," Ginny asked flipping through Hermione's
copy of 'Muggles and how they live without the aid of magic'
"I did," Hermione replied, grabbing a slice of toast and some bacon strips.
"But I need a spare lesson to do my homework and get some sleep,"
Hermione said, flashing Ginny a devilish grin that Ginny had rarely ever seen
before.
Ginny giggled.
"Looks like you have a certain Slytherin admirer," said Hermione casually
pointing across the hall at the Slytherin table.
'Huh?" Ginny asked following Hermione's gaze and finding herself locking
eyes with Draco.
Ginny felt Draco's eyes bore into her own, making her feel defenceless and
naked.
"It's only Malfoy," Ginny said hotly, glaring at Draco before bringing her
attention back to Hermione.
Hermione shrugged and stood up.
"I have to go," Hermione said, shoving the last piece of bacon into her
mouth.
"Here let me help you," Ginny offered. Picking up half of the pile of
Hermione's books.
"Thanks," Hermione breathed gratefully picking up the other half and started
leading the way to the library.
Ginny struggled under the weight of the books and looked down at the cover
of the first book on top of the pile. 'Book of the heaviest spells in the world'
Ginny groaned inwardly.
Ginny was about to follow Hermione out of the hall when someone stopped
her by grabbing her wrist.
Ginny whirled around to come face-to-face with Draco.
"What do you want?" Ginny spat a little too angrily as she ripped her arm free
from his grip.
Draco seemed to be sincerely surprised.
"I just wanted to know if you wanted help with those books," Draco assured.
It didn't help that at that moment Ginny winced under the weight of the
books, which made Draco smirk.
"Fine then," Ginny gave in, pushing the books into Draco's arms. "But no
funny business," She warned him, leading the way to the library.
Draco smirked and followed her lead.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Be warned this IS slashy so if you aren't a Draco/Harry shipper then I advise
that you don't read on. Enjoy =) Oh and it also gets very fluffy later so be warned.
By the way thankyou to Cazmalfoy who was the reason I decided to try a fluffy
Draco/Harry, thanks Caz ;)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Time to get up Draco!" Pansy Parkinson sang as she sat on top of Draco so he
couldn't get out of bed.
"How am I supposed to get up with you pinning me to my bed!" Draco
snapped irritably as he struggled to get out from under Pansy.
"Don't you love me anymore?" Pansy asked putting her hands on her hips and
pouting.
"I wouldn't know," said Draco giving up and sitting back exhausted from
trying to shift Pansy, "I never loved you to start with."
Draco pushed Pansy off balance long enough to crawl out from under her and
escape from his bed.
Pansy huffed and got off of the bed and dramatically slammed the door to
Draco's dorm room behind her.
'Finally, peace and quiet' Draco thought to himself, sighing in either relief or
weariness, he wasn't sure which.
Draco walked over to his mirror and studied his appearance sceptically.
His almost white blond hair was still perfect (as usual) and his storm grey
eyes peered out from a frown. His slender, toned, stomach muscles moved
under the ripples of his shirt.
Draco sighed again as he made his way over to his wardrobe to get his school
robes.
He was quickly distracted by a certain Gryffindor doing Quidditch practise on
the Quidditch oval (which just so happens to be extremely close to Draco's
dorm)
'Potter' Draco though to himself, sneering.
'It's the famous Harry Pothead with his specky glasses, his ugly scar, tousled
hair, hard abs, and his toned muscles moving underneath his Quidditch
robes.'
'What the fuck!' Draco thought to himself, quickly snapping out of his train of
thoughts.
'Why did I just think that?'
Draco scolded himself as he quickly changed into his school robes before
making his way down to the great hall for breakfast.
Draco took his place at the Slytherin table and buttered a piece of toast; he
wasn't very hungry so he just munched on the corner of the toast as he
looked over his schedule for the day.
The doors to the great hall opened and Draco involuntarily looked up.
"Oh great," Draco murmured to himself. "It's Pothead and his minions."
Draco watched as Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way over to the
Gryffindor table, laughing at something Ron had said.
'Pothead with his tumbleweed hair…' 'God he's so hot'
Draco snapped out of thought and yet again scolded himself for letting his
thoughts lead him there again.
'I need to get Potter off of my mind,' Draco thought to himself, surveying the
great hall.
His gaze landed upon a certain redheaded Gryffindor girl sitting at the
Gryffindor table talking to Hermione.
'That's it,' Draco thought, smirking to himself. 'Ginny.'
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Ginny stared across the table at Harry who was talking animatedly to Ron.
"Hey Ginny,"
Ginny practically jumped out of her skin as Hermione took the seat next to
her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Hermione apologized, dropping a pile
of head-high books onto the table with a loud 'thud.'
"No, that's fine I was just thinking," Ginny said as she stared open-mouthed
at the pile of books Hermione was now sorting through.
"What are all these books for?" Ginny asked curiously as Ginny read the title
of one of the books 'your inner eye - how to focus it'
"Oh, they're just for my lessons today," Hermione said casually flipping
through the pages of 'Herbology and how to handle those nasty weeds'
"I have Divination, Potions, Muggle Studies, and Care of Magical Creatures
before lunch," Hermione went on flipping through the middle pages of 'What
beasts to befriend and what beasts to be warned of'
"After lunch," Hermione went on shutting the book with a loud 'snap' that
echoed through the great hall.
"After lunch I have History Of Magic, Healing Magic, Arithmacy, Charms,
Counter Curse Class, Herbology, Astronomy, and Defence Against The Dark
Arts until dinner."
"Ginny gaped at Hermione, Hermione didn't seem to notice as she re-stacked
the book pile and flipped through her notes.
Ginny realised she was gaping and closed her mouth.
"How…" Ginny began but stopped herself as she remembered that in 3rd year
Hermione was given a time turner so she could take extra classes.
"I thought you dropped divination," Ginny asked flipping through Hermione's
copy of 'Muggles and how they live without the aid of magic'
"I did," Hermione replied, grabbing a slice of toast and some bacon strips.
"But I need a spare lesson to do my homework and get some sleep,"
Hermione said, flashing Ginny a devilish grin that Ginny had rarely ever seen
before.
Ginny giggled.
"Looks like you have a certain Slytherin admirer," said Hermione casually
pointing across the hall at the Slytherin table.
'Huh?" Ginny asked following Hermione's gaze and finding herself locking
eyes with Draco.
Ginny felt Draco's eyes bore into her own, making her feel defenceless and
naked.
"It's only Malfoy," Ginny said hotly, glaring at Draco before bringing her
attention back to Hermione.
Hermione shrugged and stood up.
"I have to go," Hermione said, shoving the last piece of bacon into her
mouth.
"Here let me help you," Ginny offered. Picking up half of the pile of
Hermione's books.
"Thanks," Hermione breathed gratefully picking up the other half and started
leading the way to the library.
Ginny struggled under the weight of the books and looked down at the cover
of the first book on top of the pile. 'Book of the heaviest spells in the world'
Ginny groaned inwardly.
Ginny was about to follow Hermione out of the hall when someone stopped
her by grabbing her wrist.
Ginny whirled around to come face-to-face with Draco.
"What do you want?" Ginny spat a little too angrily as she ripped her arm free
from his grip.
Draco seemed to be sincerely surprised.
"I just wanted to know if you wanted help with those books," Draco assured.
It didn't help that at that moment Ginny winced under the weight of the
books, which made Draco smirk.
"Fine then," Ginny gave in, pushing the books into Draco's arms. "But no
funny business," She warned him, leading the way to the library.
Draco smirked and followed her lead.
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