G is for Grapevine
AN: This one was fun :p Jealous!Draco has always been one of my favorite Draco personalities and Naive!Harry as well.
Rating: Eh...almost T for a very heated kiss. But that's it, just Draco being Draco.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Draco glared across the Great Hall, gripping his knife handle tightly. Watching Harry, HIS Harry be firted with by that annoying Hufflepuff twit was infuriating. What was his deal anyway? He was three years older then Harry, obviosuly nowhere near as good-looking as Draco and, to top it all off, he KNEW that Harry was in a relationship with him. But there he sat, flirting with Harry, rubbing his arm, his leg. And Harry, naive little bloody dolt that he was, just sat there and let him do it! Draco didn't know if Harry was really just that stupid or if he was doing it to piss him off after Draco had forgotten to hold his tongue around Granger again. Really, the boy was a spitfire sometimes. Draco supposed that was why he couldn't stop admiring him every time Harry got angry and only made things worse for himself.
"Draky, you're bending that spoon." Pansy pointed out dully and Draco dropped the spoon now nearly unrecognizable. "Seems like someone has been bitten by the green-eyed monster...well, the one who's not his boyfriend." Blaise muttered, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "Stuff it Zabini, don't pretend you don't feel the urge to rip Longbottom's face off each time he comes near Lovegood." Draco hissed and Blaise sat in silence for a minute. "Well played." He finally conceded and lifted his drink in recognition to Draco. "Just go say something to the prat Draco. That is your boyfriend he's practically molesting. And you might want to do it before Weasley has an aneurysm." Pansy snickered, pointing at the boy who looked nearly as angry as Draco himself. "I don't know Pans, Granger looks more likely to start throwing a hex right about now. You know what has been spreading through the school grapevine about Cedric Diggory. I'm sure that she was practically rabid at the comments Diggory made about the Golden Boy." Blaise pointed out and Draco's head whipped around.
Seeing the glint in his eyes, Blaise raised an eyebrow. "You mean you really don't know? Apparently, Diggory's been going around bragging about how he has our resident boy-who-lived wrapped around his finger. Says he'll be able to draw him away from you within a month's time." With that, Draco lost all sense of decorum. Slamming his utensils onto the table, Draco stood and made his way to the Gryffindor table with a menacing whip of his robes. Upon his arrival Granger and Weasley turned to him, one anxious and the other looking positively livid, though he was almost ninety-nine percent certain it wasn't at him. "Help!" They both hissed and Draco nodded sharply before turning to the other two, neither noticing Draco's presence. "Harry." Draco called sharply and the boy looked up. "Draco." Harry muttered, looking down. "What do you want Malfoy? Harry obviously doesn't want to see you after what you said earlier." Cedric sneered, placing a hand on Harry's upper thigh. "I'm sure Harry can answer for himself whether he wants to speak to his boyfriend or not." Draco sneered back. Harry stood in front of the boy, placing a soft hand on Draco's wrist. "Of course I still want to talk to you Draco. Don't get me wrong, I'm still mad as all bloody hell for you sticking your foot in your mouth again. But it doesn't mean I'm going to ignore you. I just want you to apologize to both me and Hermione." Harry murmured, moving closer to the older boy.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. "Of course Harry. I am sorry for what I said." Then he turned his head to Hermione, never loosening his grip on the smaller boy. "And I'm sorry Gr-...Hermione for saying what I did. I'm trying, I hope you realize that, sincerely." He muttered and Hermione nodded, silently accepting the apology. With that, Draco caught Harry's mouth with his own. The kiss made Harry's knees go weak and he clutched at Draco as the elder ran a hand through long, black tresses settling on the back of his neck and pulling him into the kiss deeper. When they parted, the two hugged and Draco smirked at a scowling Cedric over Harry's shoulder. "I'll see you around Harry." Cedric said sharply, face looking rather sour. "Hm? Mm, okay Cedric." Harry hummed, more intent on burrowing into Draco's warmth. Draco felt a thrill of accomplishment as the Hufflepuff went back to his table with his metaphoric tail between his legs. Nobody was going to steal his Harry from him. Not now, not ever. Especially not a Hufflepuff, I mean...really?