The Dark Lord Who Came To Breakfast
Rune Alchemist Kaori
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own anything from Harry Potter.
A/N: Well, now that Draco's a sap, let's see how ooc we can make everyone else shall we?
Chapter 5
How in Merlin's name had Potter talking him into this? His mother was now in some undisclosed location and he was in some other undisclosed location with Harry Potter. It had been Dumbledore's idea to separate the Malfoy's so they'd be harder to find. Draco supposed he shouldn't really complain since it had been surprising that the eccentric old man had actually decided to help him anyway.
Harry Potter was fumbling into the kitchen to cook breakfast. He turned on the stove and starting to make pancakes. Shirtless as he was, the blond sitting at the table couldn't help but stare for a minute.
"Do you like chocolate chips in your pancakes?" Harry asked cheerfully. Draco blinked then nodded dumbly. Harry laughed then let silence fall between them.
"I know you don't like being here with me," the darker boy said after a while as he put pancakes on a plate for Draco and set them down, "But... we should try to get along don't you think?"
"Yeah... whatever," muttered the blond.
Harry sighed. He leaned down and kissed the other boy's cheek then walked into the living room to get some homework down. Draco sat there in stunned silence. He had a very delayed reaction as he stormed into the livingroom, pointing an accusing finger at Potter.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!!" he asked. Harry shrugged and smirked slightly.
"You're cute," he said, watching Malfoy's face turn pink. Draco then proceeded to tell Harry about the stories the Dark Lord had heard and the Boy-Who-Lived blanched slightly.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" he asked. The blond nodded.
"Well.." Harry said thoughtfully, "Since those stories are already going around anyway..."
"What the hell's gotten into you Potter?" Draco asked, looking at the boy in disgust.
"Oh come on!" Harry said, "You're the one who keeps blushing almost every time I talk to you or even get near you!"
"I... I do?" Draco yelped and saw Harry smirk. He felt his face flush.
"See, you're doing it again!" Harry said with a triumphant grin. He pressed a firm kiss onto Draco's lips.
"Git," Draco muttered, but gave in eventually, though the reason evaded him.
"You're so cute Draco," Harry whispered breathlessly.
"Quit talking," Draco said as he responded to Harry's kisses with his own, which were almost violent compared to the younger boy's soft, gentle touches and kisses. Maybe being stuck together wasn't so bad.
End Chapter 5
A/N: Ok, that was written in a rush and is enormously short, but you know, this isn't meant to be the greatest story ever. I am hoping to have the Dark Lord show up at least one more time and someone might die. That's all I'll say though. Review.