Ginny paced the common room impatiently. This was ridiculous. No only had her idiot brother come between them but now Harry wouldn't even speak to Draco. If only Ron told Harry what really happened, but none of that matters anymore. Ron confessed to Harry a while back and they are still good friends but Harry still thinks that Draco liked Ron. Ginny was just wondering how stupid boys could be, especially gay boys, when it hit her like a speeding train. She was the only one who could do something about this. But the question was what….

Harry sat quietly in the library. He was finishing a report for Professor Flitwick when he fell asleep. Draco, who had been watching him the whole time, moved closer. He gazed forlornly at the adorable face before him. He sighed as he sat down next to the golden angel. Upset wouldn't even cover how he felt about Harry avoiding him. It was just plain torture to watch him everyday and know that that was all he would ever be able to do. How his cute, messy hair could fall so perfectly into his gorgeous almond eyes like that still baffled him. How his laugh could still his beating heart every time and yet be so familiar was as much of a mystery. So he was in love. He knew that. He also knew that his boy wonder wouldn't even give him the time of day. Draco glanced around hurriedly then placed a small kiss on the smaller boys' forehead. Harry sighed contently in his sleep but Draco wasn't there to hear it. He had moved away quickly before anyone had noticed him there.

Harry was having such a nice dream. He dreamed that Draco had come and confessed his love to him and then swept him away to a quite place on he grounds. They had talked for a bit and then Draco had given him a kiss on his forehead which had sent Goosebumps all down him body. He had just been about to give Harry one on the lips when Hermione had shaken Harry awake. He had a serious time forgiving her for that but when she had finally calmed him down; she told him Ginny was looking for him. He packed up and headed back to the common room. When he got there, he spotted her sitting in one of the good armchairs by the fire.

"Hey Ginny," he greeted "you wanted to see me?"

"Oh hey Harry" she smiled innocently "I just wanted to tell you that a couple of people are getting together for some drinks tonight if you want to come. Please come, you've been looking really down lately."

Harry agreed eventually. Ginny celebrated her success in her head as she smiled at Harry. Time to put phase two into action.

Harry woke up the next morning with a pink fluffy scarf tying his arms to the railing of the spiral staircase and a massive hangover. As he walked upstairs (having woken Ron up to untie him because he had been sleeping at Harry's feet) he felt something nagging at him but ignored it for the moment. He was having a shower when it hit him like a flying house elf in a patterned tea cozy. Oh today he thought was going to be damn interesting.

Draco played idly with his food. His shining star hadn't come down for breakfast and so, in his head, it was a wasted meal. He walked sulkily out of the Great Hall and came face to face with a heavenly divine treat just for him. Harry Potter. In a skirt.

Draco Malfoy stood their in complete shock. If this was a cartoon his eyes would have been popping out of his head. The Harry Potter. The Fucking Gorgeous Harry Potter. In a skirt. This was almost too much for Draco to take in. Harry was standing shyly in front of Draco, completely regretting agreeing to do this. Damn that Ginny and her stupid Truth or Dare game. Damn his stupid pride. Damn it all! He was blushing furiously and tugging at the hem of the extremely short black skirt Ginny insisted he wear. His top was a simple green, silk blouse of Hermione's. Unfortunately for Harry, he had abnormally small feet for a guy and was the same size as Lavender Brown who had lent him some black ballet looking shoes. They had insisted on hear removal charms too. He felt really stupid but he had agreed to do this. He took a deep breath and slowly descended the staircase but his knees were shaking so badly, he tripped. He stumbled right into Draco's waiting arms and was immediately engulfed in them. Harry was moments from being completely swept away when his mind ground back into action. He pushed Draco away roughly but Draco wouldn't let go. No way was he letting Harry get away from him again. To Draco Harry looked nothing short of the most amazing sight ever to have blessed the earth. His soft, angelic hair was framing his god-like face. His eyes were deep and bewitching as always, and his lips were enchantingly full. His blush heightened all of the aspects and made him look so adorable, it should be illegal to be that breath-taking. His skin was so soft and his legs looked so long in that skirt. He looked so vulnerable and Draco was one to take advantage of the situation.

"Get away from me" Harry said "This was all just a dare of Ginny's and I couldn't let my pride go so I agreed to do it."

"God bless her!" exclaimed Draco.

Harry was a bit taken aback; he thought Draco might make fun of him or something.

"Harry you look delectable" said Draco mock drooling.

At that, Harry blushed harder while trying to tell little Harry to stay down. He was most certainly not turned on by Draco. Never ever. Okay so maybe a little. Okay so A LOT but how could you not be. He was a blond hunk with a great body and even greater looks.

"Don't let Ron catch you saying that" he snapped.

"Huh, why would I care what Weasel thinks?"

"Oh don't play dumb! It's insulting."

"I am not playing dumb; seriously what are you on about?"

"I know you like him!"

"You're barking."

"I heard you, that day on the tower."

"I was messing with him, he though I was you."

"Yeah sure."

"No honestly, I couldn't take anymore of him drooling over you. It was sickening!"

"Really?"

"Ewww, I can't believe you though I liked him!"

"Wait, you were sick of him drooling over me? Why?"

Harry prodded him jokingly but Draco put his arms around Harry's waist and leaned in close to his ear.

"What if I said I was jealous?"

Harry gasped as Draco's cool breath hit his face and had to put his arms around Draco's neck to support him after this pronouncement. He looked into Draco's stormy grey eyes but quickly shifted his gaze, embarrassed. He felt like such a jerk. Draco honestly liked him and he had been avoiding him all this time. But Draco wouldn't let him feel guilty, now Harry was his, he would never let anything hurt him anymore. He caught his lips full on and kissed him hard. Harry felt like he was in paradise, drowning in this bliss could make him forget anything. This was the most amazing, stupendous, breath-taking kiss he had ever had. He melted willingly into Draco's arms.

In the common room upstairs, Ginny was victory dancing.

A/N: Sorry it's so late! Please tell me any suggestions for this or any other story or even a completely new story. Critisism is welcome!