Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, it and all its affiliates are the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers.
Warning-This is a gay slash story, so if you are uncomfortable with that, don't read it.
Chapter 3- Partners again.
Harry had caught himself looking over at the Slytherin table at once again, subconsciously hoping to see the blonde aristocrat. He cursed himself for falling for someone so, so Malfoy!He had given up trying to convince himself otherwise, every time he thought of something he didn't like about the Slytherin, the part of himself that was entirely Draco's would scold him, and remind him of how nice it had felt to just be around him. Harry was in a seemingly bottomless pit of lovelorn heartache.
Draco looked over to the Gryffindor table, seeing a brunette head duck down sharply as he lifted his eyes. Harry. Draco stood up from his bench and headed to Potions, mildly excited about the upcoming class.
"As you may have remembered, although I sincerely doubt it," Snape drawled at the Potions class, "you will be doing another partnered potion today." He flicked his wand at the black board. Potter-Malfoyhad appeared once again.
"Disappointingly, none of your grades have improved enough to warrant a change of pairs, so they will remain as they were last time." Draco felt a small flicker of excitement within his chest, another chance to work with Harry. Harry's features re-arranged themselves into an expression midway between delight and anguish. He had felt happy that he was still paired with Draco, and then a wave of nervousness swept over him. He likedDraco. He reallyliked Draco.
"Malfoy." Harry addressed the Slytherin, his voice lacking the usual amount of dislike he reserved for him.
"Potter." Draco said, trying his best to smirk, when he wanted to beam.
Harry had to force himself not to smile back at Draco. "So, um, I'll get the ingredients," Harry managed to say, "Can you set up?" Draco nodded slightly. As Harry walked to the storeroom, Draco scolded himself mentally: Don'tletyourguarddown,Draco!Youdon'twanthimfiguringitout.
Draco stirred the cauldron slowly, making sure not to let the bubbling green liquid splash out onto him; in its current state, it could burn through his flesh instantly. Harry looked up from a set of glass beakers, seeing Draco concentrating fiercely. Wow,Harry thought. Helookssonicetoday.Andhisfaceisallpinchedupwithconcentration.It'samazing.It'sadorable.Draco looked over at Harry, catching him by surprise, "Pass me those seeds."
"A please, maybe? I'm not your servant Malfoy." Harry griped, handing them to Draco. Draco sneered at him. Draco dropped the seeds one by one into the cauldron, bracing himself for what he knew would occur. Bang! The cauldron had been reduced to nothing but a small pile of green and grey dust.
Snape walked past them, "Detention. Clean this up immediately." He didn't even bother to stop walking as he handed out their punishment. Harry closed his eyes, and tried not to yell; he had enough on his plate as it was, and now he had another detention.
"I can't believe you managed to land us in detention again!" Harry shot at Draco after Snape had left them to sort the storeroom. Draco smirked.
"What do you find so funny about this?" Harry interrogated Draco.
"You are." Draco replied coolly. "I did it on purpose."
"You did what?" Harry was incredulous.
"I added the wrong ingredient on purpose."
"Why?" Harry was so confused, why would Draco do this?
"I caught you staring at me, and detention was the only place I could think of to talk to you about it, without Weasel or Granger hanging about," Draco explained as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Harry stared at his feet. Ohno,I'mdonefor,he thought anxiously.
"Why were you staring at me, Harry?" Draco said softly, his nerves finally surfacing.
Harry mumbled incoherently under his breath.
"What was that?"
"I thought you looked nice today." Harry said quickly, his voice barely more than a whisper.
Draco blushed, pink highlighting his pale cheeks. "You look good yourself, Potter." He said, suddenly confident. Harry looked back up from his feet, his eyes staring disbelievingly into Draco's. Draco took a small step towards Harry, "You always do." Harry's racing mind had ground to a halt. All that he could think of was Draco, and how close they were at that moment. Draco reached out and placed his hand on Harry's cheek.
"Draco..." Harry trailed off. Draco leant towards him, and their lips met. It was a quick and sweet kiss, tentative and unsure. They pulled away at the same time, studying each other's faces, looking for any signs of reaction. Harry gathered his courage, "I think I like you, Draco."
Draco grinned, elated.
"I think I like you too, Harry," and he leaned in to kiss Harry again. He could feel Harry smiling against his lips.
Xx End xX
Done! And that wraps up my first fic, in all its slashy-ness! Just a short one chapter this time, but I think it's okay. I didn't really want any conflict in this, so I kept it nice and fluffy.
PS- Sorry for the epic lateness, I am rather inept when it comes to remembering to check things *sigh* Thank you to my wonderful beta Bluelily96 :D