Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter! Just enjoying borrowing some characters.
Pairings: Drarry of course! and a bit of HG/BZ. This story will have future slash in it!
I have this set in their '7th' year at Hogwarts. The war is over and Voldie is dead.
Draco Malfoy was currently lounging in his Head Boy's room, his cloak was thrown carelessly across the chair and his blonde hair was mussed from laying down. His white button up shirt was partly undone and is black trousers were wrinkled slightly from his position. Draco was flipping through The Prophet looking thoroughly bored when his best friend, Blaise Zabini burst through his door looking frazzled.
"Draco!"
Draco sat up and folded the paper in half and dropped it down on the floor, then turned his attention to his friend.
"What's wrong?"
Blaise walked over and sat down on Draco's bed, sitting crossed-legged across from him.
"I need your help, Draco."
Draco raised an elegant eyebrow at Blaise and crossed his arm's across his chest.
"What do you need? Money?"
Blaise shook his head, suddenly looking embarrassed. Draco couldn't help but smirk at the scene, one of the most feared people in Slytherin, was embarrassed.
"IhaveacrushonGranger," Blaise said in a rush, suddenly cringing away from him as if expecting a blow.
"What?" Draco snapped. "Could we say that slower? While possibly breathing in between words?"
Blaise took a deep breath and smiled sheepishly at his friend. He took Draco's wand and held it tightly in his hand. When Draco gave him a questioning look, Blaise just shrugged and muttered something about safety purposes.
"I like Granger."
"WHAT?" Draco shouted. "Bloody hell! GRANGER?"
Blaise held up his hands in a surrendering monition and waited for Draco to calm down before he spoke again.
"Now, now, Draco," He said calmly, still holding Draco's wand out of reach. "The war is over now! Her and I have a few classes together and we've been doing little study dates. She's actually a very interesting person!"
Draco scoffed and sneered at his best friend, honestly, defending the honor of Granger.
"What pray tell, did you want me to do about it?"
Blaise had the nerve to look sheepish, again! Staring down in his lap, he mumbled something quietly and then looked back up at Draco.
"Speak up!" Draco hissed. "Just bloody well say it already!"
"I want you to help me ask her out!"
Draco's mouth dropped open, if asked again he would deny such a thing, and he gasped at Blaise.
"You want me, Draco Malfoy, to help you get Hermione Granger?"
Blaise nodded and looked hopefully up at Draco, begging him with his eye's for help.
"C'mon, Drake!" Blaise said, trying to convince Draco." You and Potter could even work together! We all know how you feel about Potter, so don't even try denying-"
"Okay!" Draco snapped. "I'll help you get Granger, but only if you help me get Potter along the way."
Blaise smirked at his devious friend and stuck his hand out.
"You have a deal, you sneaky Slytherin bastard."
Draco smiled and shook Blaise's hand, already starting to contemplate ideas.
0o0o
Harry Potter was studying in the library when one of his best friends, Hermione Granger, burst through the doors. Getting a dirty look from the librarian, Hermione shot her a quick smile before pulling out a chair and sitting next to Harry.
"Hey, 'Mione," Harry said distractedly, still focusing on his book.
Hermione cleared her throat and set her bag down on the floor.
"Harry?"
Drawing his eye's away from his book, Harry looked up at his friend and immediately felt concerned.
"Did something happen?"
Hermione shook her head, and looked down at the floor. Crossing her legs, she folded her hand's in her lap before looking back up at Harry.
"I need your help with something."
"Anything," Harry replied quickly, book marking his page, he shoved it in his backpack and turned towards Hermione.
"Well, there's this boy.."
Harry's eyes widened comically and Hermione had to stifle a laugh before she continued.
"I need your help getting his attention."
Harry cleared his throat awkwardly and fidgeted in his seat, clearly looking uncomfortable.
"I, err, could try? Who are we talking about?"
"Blaise Zabini," Hermione answered with a weak smile at her friend's shocked look.
Harry spluttered for a second before regaining his composure and giving a small smile to Hermione.
"Okay, but what can I do to help?"
"I was thinking you could, possibly work with a close friend of his.." Hermione trailed off, waiting for realization to dawn on Harry.
"What! You want me to work with Draco sodding Malfoy?" Harry shouted in the quiet library.
"Please, Harry!" Hermione begged, her eye's widening for added effect. "It would mean so much to me. I really do like him. He's smart, sweet, attractive-"
"Okay!" Harry whispered, cutting Hermione off. "I get it. You really like him."
Hermione bobbed her head enthusiastically, her brown hair flying in her face. Harry sighed and looked at his friend, her eye's looked hopeful.
"Fine," Harry grumbled. "I'll help you."
"Oh! Thank you, Harry!" Hermione whispered happily, suddenly capturing him in a tight hug. "It won't be all bad either, you get to work with Malfoy. I know you like him, Harry."
Harry gently pushed his friend away from him and turned to grab his book back from his bag.
"I do not! He is an evil git, 'Mione."
Hermione smiled at him, the way that said she knew that he was lying to her, and stood up.
"Whatever you say, Harry," Hermione said while picking up her things. "Oh, and make sure you make me sound hard to get, please."
Before he could ask why, Hermione was already out the doors. Opening his book back up, Harry started to jot down notes again when a shadow blocked his light.
"Ugh," Harry grumbled, looking up into the eye's of Draco Malfoy.
"Ever so eloquent, Potter," Draco sneered, before grabbing a chair and sitting across from Harry.
Glaring at Malfoy, Harry slammed his book shut and started to stand up.
"As pleasant as this has been, Malfoy, I really must get-"
"You are not going anywhere yet, Potter," Draco interrupted smoothly, already starting to irritate Harry. "You and I are going to have to work together."
Harry sat back down, suddenly looking curious. Staring at Malfoy, he never realized how grey the boy's eyes were, or the way his blonde hair shaped his face-. Violently shaking himself from his musings, Harry turned back to Malfoy and asked the first question on his tongue.
"How so?"
"It seems my friend doesn't have that good of taste in women and.."
Harry growled deep in his throat, and glared harshly at Malfoy.
"Anyway," Malfoy continued quickly. "I need your help getting Granger and Blaise together."
Harry arched his eyebrow and attempted not to look shocked.
"Oh, really? What makes you think I want to help you?"
Draco's eyes snapped towards Harry and his lip curled into a familiar smirk.
"Why wouldn't you want to help your little Mudblood friend actually get a boyfriend?"
"Sod off, Malfoy," Harry growled, shoving his books roughly into his bag again. "I'm leaving."
Draco's smirk become more prominent and before Harry was out of the room he heard Draco's voice talking to him.
"If you want to know more, meet me in front of the Great Hall at midnight, Potty!"
0o0o
Hermione walked quickly into the Room of Requirement and sat her bag down on the table. Nervously pacing around the room, she yelped when she felt a pair of arms encircle her waist. Turning around she saw Blaise Zabini, looking amused.
"You seem to scare easily, Granger," Blaise drawled in an amused tone.
"Oh, shush," Hermione said playfully, gently shoving at his chest.
Blaise smiled down at her and leaned into kiss her, his eye's fluttering shut when she wrapped her arm's around his neck.
"How did Potter take it?" Blaise asked breathlessly when they pulled away. His hand gently stroking her face.
Hermione's eyes opened slowly, before she leaned into his touch.
"Oh, Harry? He took it fine. He said that he would work with Malfoy," She mumbled against his hand. "Not that he would have said no in the first place."
Blaise smiled and pulled her closer against him, brushing her bushy hair out of the way.
"Excellent! Draco said he would work with Potter too."
Hermione chuckled and leaned against him, while still holding him.
"You don't think they suspect..?"
"You and I? No way. They think we just are too afraid to approach each other," Blaise answered quietly, gently stroking her fuzzy hair.
"Plan 'Set Harry and Draco Up' has officially been set in monition then!"
Hermione pulled Blaise down towards her before sealing the deal with a kiss.
"Hmm, such a Slytherin at heart," Blaise teased softly, his hand absently rubbing circles on her back.
"You know you love me for it," Hermione said confidently, her eye's daring him to disagree.
"Do I?" Blaise asked, feigning innocence. "We'll just have to see about that."
0o0o
At midnight, Harry threw on his cloak and set out to meet Malfoy. After making it there safely, Harry took off his cloak and waited for the blonde-boy to appear.
"Well," came the familiar drawl. "Look who decided to bless us with his presence."
Harry's eyes snapped towards the voice, and he started to march towards him.
"Listen, Malfoy," Harry snapped. "How are we suppose to work together if you can't even be civil to me?"
"Fine, fine," Malfoy said airily, already sounding bored. "Don't get your wand in a twist, Potter."
"Good," Harry replied, sounding happy with the arrangement. "What do we do about Hermione and Zabini then?"
"Why, Potter," Draco said with a raised eyebrow before smiling. "We set them up of course."
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