Title: I DARE YOU
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters; I'm only borrowing them. I get no
profit for this.
Rating: PG for now
A/N: This is my first fic. Please R&R!
Chapter 1
"Hey! What are you doing?!?"
Harry had been celebrating Gryffindor's defeat over Slytherin when he decided he'd had enough excitement for the day, and went up to the dorms early. He had just pushed open the door to the fifth year boys' dormitory, yawning, when he came upon none other than Draco Malfoy digging through his trunk, Harry's belongings strewn about the floor.
Draco froze for a moment, extracted himself from the trunk, and stood up, trying to look dignified and arrogant (or as dignified and arrogant as one can be after being found with one's arse sticking out of a trunk).
"Potter," Draco spat, "I thought you would be celebrating with your Gryffindorks, Mudblood and Weasel."
Harry drew himself up, ready to defend his friends, when he realized that there was something more important going on. He narrowed his eyes and demanded, "Malfoy, what are you doing here anyway?"
Draco did not react as Harry had expected he would. He did not throw and insult. He did not look down his nose. In fact, Draco did something of the opposite sort, something very unDraco-like.
The blonde Slytherin blush, and looked down at the floor. Fidgeting, he mumbled something under his breath.
Harry Paused in surprise. "What's that? I can't hear you," he urged.
Draco mumbled again.
So Harry did what anyone else would do. He walked up to Draco and grabbed his robes, slamming him back into his four-poster bed.
At this, Draco looked angrily at Harry and yelled," I was looking for your underpants, ok?!"
Harry blinked, opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it and closed it again.
"You do an excellent impression of a fish, Potter," Said Draco dryly, putting on his arrogant act again.
This didn't last long however, because, to Draco's surprise and indignation, Harry burst out in laughter.
"What's so funny, Potty!?"
Draco lay there uncomfortably, waiting for an answer as the other boy's laughter died down.
"Why do you need my underpants?"
"None of your business!"
"Well, I'm very partial to my knickers, so I guess it is my bloody business!"
Draco shoved Harry off of him and stood up, straightening his robes. He smirked at the other boy and sneered, "Have a nice night, Potter!" He then strode out of the room, leaving Harry looking suspiciously at his four- poster.
End of Chapter 1! So, what did you think? Input would be gladly appreciated! Thanks!
Please review!
Chapter 1
"Hey! What are you doing?!?"
Harry had been celebrating Gryffindor's defeat over Slytherin when he decided he'd had enough excitement for the day, and went up to the dorms early. He had just pushed open the door to the fifth year boys' dormitory, yawning, when he came upon none other than Draco Malfoy digging through his trunk, Harry's belongings strewn about the floor.
Draco froze for a moment, extracted himself from the trunk, and stood up, trying to look dignified and arrogant (or as dignified and arrogant as one can be after being found with one's arse sticking out of a trunk).
"Potter," Draco spat, "I thought you would be celebrating with your Gryffindorks, Mudblood and Weasel."
Harry drew himself up, ready to defend his friends, when he realized that there was something more important going on. He narrowed his eyes and demanded, "Malfoy, what are you doing here anyway?"
Draco did not react as Harry had expected he would. He did not throw and insult. He did not look down his nose. In fact, Draco did something of the opposite sort, something very unDraco-like.
The blonde Slytherin blush, and looked down at the floor. Fidgeting, he mumbled something under his breath.
Harry Paused in surprise. "What's that? I can't hear you," he urged.
Draco mumbled again.
So Harry did what anyone else would do. He walked up to Draco and grabbed his robes, slamming him back into his four-poster bed.
At this, Draco looked angrily at Harry and yelled," I was looking for your underpants, ok?!"
Harry blinked, opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it and closed it again.
"You do an excellent impression of a fish, Potter," Said Draco dryly, putting on his arrogant act again.
This didn't last long however, because, to Draco's surprise and indignation, Harry burst out in laughter.
"What's so funny, Potty!?"
Draco lay there uncomfortably, waiting for an answer as the other boy's laughter died down.
"Why do you need my underpants?"
"None of your business!"
"Well, I'm very partial to my knickers, so I guess it is my bloody business!"
Draco shoved Harry off of him and stood up, straightening his robes. He smirked at the other boy and sneered, "Have a nice night, Potter!" He then strode out of the room, leaving Harry looking suspiciously at his four- poster.
End of Chapter 1! So, what did you think? Input would be gladly appreciated! Thanks!
Please review!