Drarry Oneshots

Polyjuice Potion

Draco's Point of View

Draco walked down the stairs to the dungeon with Crabbe and Goyle after the Christmas Feast, ranting about some lowly ministry official. They were unusually quiet and not at all gleeful about his investigation.

"What is wrong with you two?" Draco asked, annoyed. "You haven't laughed at any of my jokes and didn't seem to think that it was funny that the Muggle-loving ministry official was being investigated."

Now that he thought about it, Draco realized Crabbe looked sort of... pained. When he noticed Draco looking, he grunted, "Stomachache." 

"I'm not surprised. You two were pigging out again, weren't you?" Draco stated knowingly.

"Why do you care so much, Malfoy?" Goyle asked defensively.

"Never mind." Now Draco was starting to get suspicious. His friends were acting very oddly. They reached the common room, and Draco asked, "What's the new password again? Oh yeah, pure-blood!"

The trio walked in and sat on two black leather couches facing each other. "Don't you think that the Weasley family is an embarrassment to the wizarding world?"

To Draco's surprise, Crabbe and Goyle seemed to have ignored his question and just sat there, looking kind of... annoyed. "What's the matter with you two? Like I said yesterday, I'm sorry I don't know who's behind the attacks, Father wouldn't tell me."

Then Crabbe and Goyle started acting very strangely indeed. Crabbe stood up and ran out, while Goyle quickly gave Draco a hug and followed Crabbe.

"Where are you two going?" Draco called after them. They didn't reply.

• • • • •

Harry's Point of View

I hugged Malfoy, Harry thought. I hugged Malfoy when disguised as Goyle. How will he ever like me now?

Harry sat down at breakfast next to Ron and helped himself to scrambled eggs. Behind him, Goyle was being heavily interrogated by Malfoy, and he couldn't help but hear the words "acting strangely" and "hug" leave his mouth.

Goyle looked confused and sad. Malfoy looked hurt and angry, but also curious. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He walked over to the Slytherin table.

"What are you doing here, Potter?" Malfoy sneered as he approached.

"I wanted to apologize. I hugged you last night, not Goyle. It sounds like you were Confunded into believing I was Goyle and you were in the Slytherin common room. I'm sorry."

With that, Harry walked back to his spot at the Gryffindor table. A few minutes later, muscular arms wrapped around him from behind, bringing with them the strong scent of hair gel.

"Miss me?" Malfoy whispered in his ear, much to the surprise of his classmates.

"Yes."