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Draco sat in the great hall, steel grey eyes trained on the Griffindor table. He wasnt sure why but today he felt a large surge of hatred towards the precious Boy Who Lived. Draco couldnt work out why he got so much flipping attention. Fair enough he did avoid dying, but he didnt destroy the Dark Lord at the age of one. Everyone sits and gawps at him, presuming he was some sort of skilled warrior as a toddler! 'I wonder what happend' thought Draco, 'now he was just a scruffy little Griffindor who happend to be particularly shit at Potions'. Draco however, chose to ignore the fact that he was way above average in Defence Against The Dark Arts, and most other subjects.
Draco was still bitterly scheming when he noticed Harry stand up and walk towards the door, alone. Perfect opportunity, Draco rose from the Slytherin table and muttered 'toilet' to those who looked curiously, and he strutted out of the room to follow the Harry bloody Potter. He found said saviour in the boys toilets on the 5th floor.
"Potter."
"Go Away."
"Now now, no need to be rude. I was only coming to congradulate you on being a total knob head."
Draco leaned against the stone pillar in the bathroom, pushing his hand through his silky blonde hair, letting a little piece stray over his face. Harry turned around to face him, but didnt take his wand out. Draco thought this was strange but nevertheless he didnt draw his either. They seemed to stand there facing each other for hours untill Harry finally turned around and stared into the mirror again. Draco was shocked, did his arch enemy just turn his back on him? Draco didnt know wether to just hex him, to prove that he wasnt afraid. Or to just leave. He did neither.
"Stop crying Potter it isnt becoming on the Saviour of the wizarding world" sneered Draco.
Harry turned around and walked towards Draco, he didnt utter a word, or draw his wand. Infact he looked simply unfazed by Draco's insults. Harry continued walking untill he has pushed Draco up against the cold stone wall behind him.
"Im not crying." hissed Harry into the blond's ear, And with that Draco felt Harrys hot lips crushing themselves against his own. Draco was so shocked that he didnt push Harry away, he just give in to the kiss, unable to defend himself. It was over in moments, and Harry was stalking out of the bathroom before Draco could even register what had happend.
"P-p-potter!"
"Stop stuttering Malfoy, its not becoming on the Slytherin Prince." said Harry, and he walked back up to the Griffindor common room, feeling better than he had in weeks. Draco simply stood in the bathroom, shocked. Why did he like that ?
