Harry/Draco Drabble: Hermione is Always Right
Title: Hermione is Always Right
Author: icicle33
Prompt #13: A difficult decision for draco100
Character(s) / Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: G
Word count: 100x2
Summary: Harry wants to ask Draco out on a date.
Notes: This is my first drabble for this community and actually ever. I don't know how to write short things. It takes place in an 8th year AU.
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Harry stared across the Great Hall. His eyes found a familiar white-blond head. Sighing, he watched Malfoy push food around while Parkinson laughed, resting her head on his shoulder. He tried to ignore the irrational pang of jealousy that stirred every time he watched someone touch Malfoy. He wanted to make Malfoy smile.
As Harry stabbed a roasted potato, Hermione frowned.
“Oh, Harry. Stop sulking. It’s not a difficult decision-” Shaking her head, she leaned closer. “Anyone with eyes can see you’re mad for him. Why don’t you just ask him already?”
“I will.”
She arched an eyebrow.
“Soon.”
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After Potions, Harry rushed after Malfoy. “Draco…can I have a word?” Harry touched Malfoy’s shoulder. When Malfoy turned around, Harry gasped.
“Yes, Potter?”
“I wanted to know…if you wanted-” Harry shuffled his feet.
Malfoy smirked. “Spit it out, Potter. I can’t be late to Charms.”
Harry took a breath. “Do you have plans for Hogsmeade this weekend?”
Malfoy regarded him coolly. “I don’t.”
“Then do you want to go with me?” He smiled, feigning confidence.
Malfoy blinked at him. “Like a date?”
“Yes.”
Malfoy smiled. “Meet me outside the Great Hall at 11. Don’t be late.”
“I’ll be there.”
Author: icicle33
Prompt #13: A difficult decision for draco100
Character(s) / Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: G
Word count: 100x2
Summary: Harry wants to ask Draco out on a date.
Notes: This is my first drabble for this community and actually ever. I don't know how to write short things. It takes place in an 8th year AU.
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Harry stared across the Great Hall. His eyes found a familiar white-blond head. Sighing, he watched Malfoy push food around while Parkinson laughed, resting her head on his shoulder. He tried to ignore the irrational pang of jealousy that stirred every time he watched someone touch Malfoy. He wanted to make Malfoy smile.
As Harry stabbed a roasted potato, Hermione frowned.
“Oh, Harry. Stop sulking. It’s not a difficult decision-” Shaking her head, she leaned closer. “Anyone with eyes can see you’re mad for him. Why don’t you just ask him already?”
“I will.”
She arched an eyebrow.
“Soon.”
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After Potions, Harry rushed after Malfoy. “Draco…can I have a word?” Harry touched Malfoy’s shoulder. When Malfoy turned around, Harry gasped.
“Yes, Potter?”
“I wanted to know…if you wanted-” Harry shuffled his feet.
Malfoy smirked. “Spit it out, Potter. I can’t be late to Charms.”
Harry took a breath. “Do you have plans for Hogsmeade this weekend?”
Malfoy regarded him coolly. “I don’t.”
“Then do you want to go with me?” He smiled, feigning confidence.
Malfoy blinked at him. “Like a date?”
“Yes.”
Malfoy smiled. “Meet me outside the Great Hall at 11. Don’t be late.”
“I’ll be there.”