Gold and Green

It all began with a spark. Well it was more of a spell but it ignited the spark. Harry wasn't sure what made him want to do the spell in the first place. It was like some part of him, a formerly dormant part, had awakened. The Soulmate spell was complicated and he wasn't sure he could even do it right, still that newly awakened part demanded he try. So that's why the young wizard found himself out of bed and in the Room of Requirement. The Room had presented it's self as a plain classroom but instead of desks there was two plush wing back chairs of green and gold respectively. Taking a deep, steadying breath Harry began the spell. The Latin phrases flowed from the boy's lips like words of a well known song. As the spell ended the room took on an emerald green glow and gold words appeared before Harry. Two shining words, a name: Draco Malfoy.

To say he was shocked was an understatement. What happened next nearly gave him a heart attack. The emerald glow intensified and the air around the green chair seemed to shimmer. Suddenly a pajama-clad form materialized in the chair. The person's white blonde hair tipped Harry off. Harry closed his eyes just as the one and only Draco Malfoy appeared in the chair. His hair was mussed and his pajamas rumpled but oddly it suited him. Or at least that was Harry's first thought when his emerald eyes opened. "What am I doing here? Potter?" Draco yelled as his silver eyes swept the room taking in the other chair and the person standing in front of him.

Harry sighed and ran his hands through his ruffled locks, making them stick up even further. "I...preformed the Soulmate Spell. And you are what the spell gave me. You Malfoy are apparently my soulmate." Again Harry closed his eyes as he waited for the blows to be rained on him and the tirade to begin. Silence met the young wizard and he cautiously opened his eyes. The sight he was met with was one for the books. For once the great Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin was speechless. His expression was blank but Harry looked closer and made note of the small wrinkle in the blonde's forehead and the slight tremor in his hands. "Soulmates?", the word came through tight, luscious lips that Harry wanted to kiss. Wait where in the hell did that come from? Harry pondered his lustful thought for a minute more then returned his focus to his mate.

A nod was all Draco received and the thoughtful look he'd seen in Harry's soulful eyes. Just a fucking minute...'soulful eyes'? 'Oh no, there's is no way I'm gay.' Draco thought.

AN: this is the first chapter of a possible 3 or 4 part series of one-shots. I'd like to commend my brother for a) giving me the support to get past the writer's block and b) reading theses one-shots and helping me make them better. Read and review please.-GreeneyedAlice91