Warnings: Slash (don't like don't read) All in English, Fluffy maybe,
Disclaimer: All these Characters aren't mine... They're JK Rolings (as much as I want'em). I'm just borrowing the Characters and iddeas for some playing! I won't brake, won't dirty 'em and don't panik, I won't keep'em! Don't sue!
Pairing: Harry Draco
Summary: Harry Smiles and Draco sees that smile as his own.
A/N: Hey... ok so this is it! If you dont like them your fault! I don't want flamers, flammes and so on! If you leave some notes (positive oines) you'll get cookies! With chocolate and cinnamon or Ginger bread! Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter one
Dracos POV
I don't know when all of this happened, or even started. No... Scratch that! I know when it started, just not when exactly I understood. You could even say that everything came to me when I was watching him in the last day of our fifth year. Eventually I came to the conclusion that I had a tiny crush... No wait... Who am I trying to fool? Not just a tiny crush, oh no... a lot more. So I understood little by little that it happened, and it all started with one damn ridiculous, stupid, small, gorgeous smile... It started with Harry Potter.
Flashback
The day was hot as I made my way to the front doors of Hogwarts. This was the last day before our summer vacations, and I didn't exactly mind the fact that my father had been put into Azkaban that year. Actually I was even quite relieved. I knew he was thinking of me being an actual Death Eater, and even the thought of it gave me the creeps. Then why had I been so furious about Potter? I mean, look at it from this side, your father is locked up in Azkaban and who did it? Harry - sucking - Potter! Couldn't it be anyone else? Dubbly (Dumbeldor, if you didn't get it) or McGonni? No... It had to be Saint Potter and the precious golden trio saving the world once again. But, ah well... Al least I didn't have to fight Lucius. So after accepting that it had been Potter I had somehow cooled down.
But then, I had suddenly noticed Potters behavior to everyone else. He always made that expression as if your listening but actually where somewhere else. Like, he was never really here always there somewhere far away... Like, he was with his thoughts a million miles away. He always had a smile on his lips, but I knew it was one fake and he used it with difficulty. But like always all those little Gryffindorks didn't notice anything. They were total oblivious that Potter was having internal conflicts.
Fifth year was over too soon and I had begun to watch Potter closely that last day… I actually didn't see much of him, and when I did he ignored me, simple as that. I don't and didn't like to be ignored like that, but, oh well… I will just leave it as it was that year… I didn't have much time anyway to spend with him!
I walked to the lake and settled down, so I was leaning against a tree that had long leaves, and was near the lake. I watched the giant squid for long time. Where was I? Oh yeah, Potter. Sometimes he really was nuts and I hated him for it. But then I remembered our first year… God how humiliated I was. I asked for his friendship and he plainly refused. How could he even think of it? Not mentioning doing it! That day he had hurt my pride! Really. He chose that weasel over me! And, let me get this straight. I noticed him far earlier than Weasel, that Potter was someone special. Not because him being Harry Potter, but he had that special thing in him.
I talked to him even before I knew who he was and how special he was… Weasel was maybe just trying to get some attention and fame for himself. It's not every day that you see the friends of The-Boy-Who-Lived! Yes that must be it; Weasel was Potters friend because he wanted fame. I never liked that Weasel before but now it had turned out to be loathing, hate…disgust. If I managed to have a –hate apart- civil and private conversation with Potter I would tell him this. It isn't too late for anything, I hope!
After about an hour it began to dawn and reluctantly I made my way back to the castle. But I really didn't want to face the Great Hall just now. All of the students in there leaking mistrust, and the worst of it, Potter showing hate.
I was on my way back when I saw three figures sitting outside talking. It was The golden trio. Weasley was kneeling on the floor, making harsh movements with his hands while talking and it was obvious that it was funny. Granger was sitting with her legs rather stretched over the grass, giggling, suppressing to laugh. But my eyes locked on the head of Potter. He was sitting cross legged, his eyes (God; those green eyes) with that far away look, a false smile planted on his pink lips, not moving, just there, faking and lying.
I moved closer to see what he was looking at but this little move caught his attention. Slowly he turned his head in my direction. Weasel and Granger didn't notice my presence, they kept talking. I swallowed hard, the feeling to run away and hide was overwhelming, but I stayed there where I was, not daring to move. Malfoy's where never afraid. And why was I afraid? That he would give me rejection? Hate or hurt? Loathing? Maybe.
Finally he looked at me. We locked gazes and just stared. Emerald met silver, and silver met emerald, and then, to my surprise, he smiled. Not one of those fake smiles or lying ones, that I had seen almost too often. No, it was a smile that had warmth written all over it. But the most surprising thing was, that that smile was directed at me. He was smiling a real smile and it was mine! It was my smile, and no one could have it. It belonged to me, and I just simply knew he would never give it to someone else, well I hoped so anyways.
Weasley must then have said something particularly funny because Potter started laughing, and it was a wonderful sound. It was a laugh, that held all his heart and so on, he meant that laugh. He winked at me then, smiled again, that beautiful smile I had called to him and turned to his friends, the smile still upon his lips, a smile that I had put there. Me, Draco Malfoy had made him, Harry Potter, smile.
End Flashback
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A/N: Well... How did you like it? Hope it's not too fluffy, in pink fluffy heart spotted rabbits like! You know what I mean! Should I write another chapter? Review and tell me!
If there will be another Chapter I will wait for your answers. Updates will then soon follow!
Joana: So Draco, did ya like it?
Draco: rolls eyes Puhlease... all mushey mushey louvey douvey
Joana: Oh come on... Harry's eyes are great!
Draco: Umm... Riiight... green and all... uh hm
Joana: shrug And the smile?
Draco: blush Gotta go!
Joana: See ya!
Hä hä... think Draco's gotta crush!
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