Title: The Tutor Ch. 3
Author: LovelyPsychopath
Rating: PG-13-- for language mostly.
Comments: Whee! The next chapter! It's always much easier for me to come up
with ideas when I'm a couple of chapters into a series. This was written
while listening to my t.a.t.u CD, just to let you know. Thank you for
checking out my fic. Please review when you're done!
****Important**** -I've decided to write this chapter in Draco's POV.
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Draco sat at his desk, idly drawing abstract shapes on a piece of scrap paper. The scowl on his face indicated that he was deep in thought.
"Why the hell did I do that?" The memory of himself *touching* Harry Potter's face came to mind. I mean, it's not like he liked Harry Potter or anything. He wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. So what if he was constantly staring at Potter, or thinking about Potter, or dreaming about him. It was all perfectly natural and normal to have a fascination with someone you hate. Draco's eyes widened when he realized how foolish he sounded. Even he could recognize his severe case of denial. Draco Malfoy crushing on Harry Potter? That was one thought that he had never dared to think. However, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. He had been watching Harry, and from the constant blushing and lip licking that Harry was throwing his way, he just might have a chance to catch Hogwart's golden boy.
*The end of Dinner*
Draco watched Harry from across the great hall. Dinner was going to end at any minute, and he would make his first move. Now it was Draco's turn to blush.
"I can't believe that I'm actually going through with this.." He thought to himself, while Crabbe and Goyle gave him matching confused looks.
"So, Draco, who's the lucky lady? I didn't know you went for Gryffindors!" Goyle said, elbowing his blond friend in the ribs.
Draco sighed. "No, I normally don't go for Gryffindors, but this person is different."
Crabbe looked confused. "Who is it? Don't tell me you're after Granger.." Crabbe, Golye, and Draco all went pale at this thought.
"Of course not, you twit! I wouldn't be caught dead making puppy eyes at Granger!"
"Then who is it?"
"No one that's important. You'll find out sooner or later." Crabbe and Goyle nodded, and stood to leave.
'Damn...dinner is over already' Draco rose, and quickly straightened his appearance. With quick strides, he was off.
He could see Harry leaving the great hall, Granger and Weasley following like loyal hounds.
"Potter, wait up!" He called, reaching out to grab Harry's sleeve to slow him down.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Draco rolled his eyes. He honestly didn't have time to deal with Weasley.
"Potter, can I talk to you for a moment?" Harry looked confused, but then turned to his two minions.
"It's alright guys, I'll be right back. It's probably about tutoring.." Draco nodded in thankfulness, and led Harry out of the crowded hall.
*The second hall to the right of Slytherin House*
"Well Malfoy, what did you want?" Harry asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
Draco smiled slyly. "I just wanted to make a truce with you." Harry's eyes widened to large green saucers.
"A-a t-truce? With you?!" Harry stuttered. "Why would you of all people want a truce?"
"I'm just sick of fighting. You really aren't as annoying as I thought you'd be."
"Thank you, I guess." Harry looked thoroughly confused. Draco simply returned Harry's confusion by giving him a friendly smirk, and bingo. Harry blushed.
"You're blushing again, Harry." Harry's jaw dropped slightly from the shock of being called by his first name.
"You called me...Harry."
"That is your name, isn't it? And since we're not enemies anymore, I'm allowed to call you Harry, right?" Harry nodded slowly, taking in the all of the new information he was receiving. He attempted to get rid of his blush by touching hand to the cold stone wall, and then to his flaming cheek.
"Don't." Draco said, pushing away Harry's hand. "It suits you." Harry looked as though he was going to die of shock.
"Well, Harry, I've got to go. See you tomorrow at tutoring..." And with that, Draco sashayed away, not looking back.
'That went....well.' He thought to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly rising in a smile.
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Comments: Hehe.that was fun. I think that I'm only going to write one or two more chapters. I miss writing funny stuff. It really is my forte, y'know. PLEASE REVIEW! I'm desperate...::sniff::
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Draco sat at his desk, idly drawing abstract shapes on a piece of scrap paper. The scowl on his face indicated that he was deep in thought.
"Why the hell did I do that?" The memory of himself *touching* Harry Potter's face came to mind. I mean, it's not like he liked Harry Potter or anything. He wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. So what if he was constantly staring at Potter, or thinking about Potter, or dreaming about him. It was all perfectly natural and normal to have a fascination with someone you hate. Draco's eyes widened when he realized how foolish he sounded. Even he could recognize his severe case of denial. Draco Malfoy crushing on Harry Potter? That was one thought that he had never dared to think. However, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. He had been watching Harry, and from the constant blushing and lip licking that Harry was throwing his way, he just might have a chance to catch Hogwart's golden boy.
*The end of Dinner*
Draco watched Harry from across the great hall. Dinner was going to end at any minute, and he would make his first move. Now it was Draco's turn to blush.
"I can't believe that I'm actually going through with this.." He thought to himself, while Crabbe and Goyle gave him matching confused looks.
"So, Draco, who's the lucky lady? I didn't know you went for Gryffindors!" Goyle said, elbowing his blond friend in the ribs.
Draco sighed. "No, I normally don't go for Gryffindors, but this person is different."
Crabbe looked confused. "Who is it? Don't tell me you're after Granger.." Crabbe, Golye, and Draco all went pale at this thought.
"Of course not, you twit! I wouldn't be caught dead making puppy eyes at Granger!"
"Then who is it?"
"No one that's important. You'll find out sooner or later." Crabbe and Goyle nodded, and stood to leave.
'Damn...dinner is over already' Draco rose, and quickly straightened his appearance. With quick strides, he was off.
He could see Harry leaving the great hall, Granger and Weasley following like loyal hounds.
"Potter, wait up!" He called, reaching out to grab Harry's sleeve to slow him down.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Draco rolled his eyes. He honestly didn't have time to deal with Weasley.
"Potter, can I talk to you for a moment?" Harry looked confused, but then turned to his two minions.
"It's alright guys, I'll be right back. It's probably about tutoring.." Draco nodded in thankfulness, and led Harry out of the crowded hall.
*The second hall to the right of Slytherin House*
"Well Malfoy, what did you want?" Harry asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
Draco smiled slyly. "I just wanted to make a truce with you." Harry's eyes widened to large green saucers.
"A-a t-truce? With you?!" Harry stuttered. "Why would you of all people want a truce?"
"I'm just sick of fighting. You really aren't as annoying as I thought you'd be."
"Thank you, I guess." Harry looked thoroughly confused. Draco simply returned Harry's confusion by giving him a friendly smirk, and bingo. Harry blushed.
"You're blushing again, Harry." Harry's jaw dropped slightly from the shock of being called by his first name.
"You called me...Harry."
"That is your name, isn't it? And since we're not enemies anymore, I'm allowed to call you Harry, right?" Harry nodded slowly, taking in the all of the new information he was receiving. He attempted to get rid of his blush by touching hand to the cold stone wall, and then to his flaming cheek.
"Don't." Draco said, pushing away Harry's hand. "It suits you." Harry looked as though he was going to die of shock.
"Well, Harry, I've got to go. See you tomorrow at tutoring..." And with that, Draco sashayed away, not looking back.
'That went....well.' He thought to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly rising in a smile.
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Comments: Hehe.that was fun. I think that I'm only going to write one or two more chapters. I miss writing funny stuff. It really is my forte, y'know. PLEASE REVIEW! I'm desperate...::sniff::