Disclaimer: I do not own HP
There was a contest on facebook to write a Drarry fic. These two entries were the ones I did not end up submitting but I wrote them so enjoy
Unrequited
Work was a long, tiring affair. I didn't have to work strictly speaking; I had enough money to support generations, but there was something satisfying about a long day at work – fighting to make the world better.
It took a lot of convince on my part to get the ministry (and Potter) to trust me – reformed Death Eater doesn't look good on an application.
"Malfoy, come on its Friday. Leaky Cauldron awaits."
Of all people it was Weasley standing in my office doorway, inviting me on our weakly nights out. I n ever would have thought we would be friends, but if Potter can bury the hatched everyone else can.
Potter.
All through school I hate the thought of him but now I understand. My judgment was clouded by my greed and ambition. In reality I was kind of infatuated with the chosen one – or what were they calling him now? The Hero of the War? – something honorific that embarrassed him at any rate. He had become something of an obsession for me. I couldn't tell if he felt the same way about me but I had to find out – so today was my day.
"Yea I'll be along in a minute." I said.
Weasley nodded and turned to leave. "Hey Harry, let's go." I heard him say.
Harry appeared in my doorway, "Coming Malfoy?"
I smiled, "Yup. Hey can I have a quick word first?"
"Sure."
Harry came fully into the office and shut the door, putting on his "head Auror" persona. "What's the problem?"
"How are you?" I asked, shaking my head a my own lame statement.
Harry quirked an eyebrow at me. "Fine. You?"
"Alright."
"Aren't we heading to the Leaky Cauldron with everyone else?" Harry asked.
"Yea I just had to tell you something. Away from everyone else."
"Go on then."
"Potter, we've become friends' yea?"
"Yea."
"I don't want to jeopardize that with what I'm about to say."
Harry continued to look perplexed.
"I love you." I blurted.
Why did I say that? Who just blurts these things out? I was panicking. I didn't want to ruin what fragile ground had grown underneath us. It wasn't supposed to come out like this.
"Malfoy, I don't know what to say. I never really thought of you in that way."
"I know. And this may ruin our fragile new friendship. But there it is." I sighed heavily. I couldn't take the words back. I couldn't un-speak these shattering words. It was all laid out.
"Well, okay."
"To the Cauldron?" I asked, trying to break up the tension I could feel edging its way in from the edges of our torn conversation.
"Yea. Let's go."
Harry had the good grace not to mention my confession again and we continued amicably as friends. But I always kept an eye on him. Hoping for the day when the Chosen One would choose me.