Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

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Surprisingly I woke up in a bed.

I looked up.

Not my bed.

I looked to my side.

Draco's bed.

I pulled the curtains back and closed them again promptly as the sunlight burned my eyes.

I tried opening the curtains again and suffered for a few moments before I finally adjusted.

There were some of my clothes folded neatly on a chair. Good old house-elves. I started to take my old clothes off, putting the new ones on.

I heard the bed curtains rattle behind me.

"Potter get that blue T-shirt off of your body right this second" Draco called out from the bed.

His hair had fallen in front of his face. It was so smooth. I don't think he realises how many people would kill for hair that colour without the maintenance and damage of bleaching.

"How are you horny this early in the morning?" I asked.

"I'm not- well I mean I am, but that's not what I'm talking about. I am not allowing you to wear that T-shirt, is it the only thing you own?" He asked getting up and walking over to me.

"What's wrong with my T-shirt? It's just to go under my Gryfinndor jumper" I asked looking down at it.

"It's great, I love seeing it, I love seeing it on my bedroom floor, but I don't like seeing it every day," he said opening his trunk.

He grumbled as he searched through his clothes.

"I don't think anything will fit you" he mumbled.

"Merlin's beard Malfoy I'm not that much bigger than you" I sighed.

"You've got muscle darling, muscle," he said walking over to Blaise's trunk.

"Don't you dare Malfoy" Blaise called out, his voice deeper than usual.

"I'm just experimenting," he said pulling out a Slytherin jumper.

"No, no, that's like house treason or something," I said shaking my head.

"Calm down Potter, the fabric's not going to fuse to your skin. Besides, you've worn my tie before" he said walking towards me with the green and silver jumper.

"That was an accident," I said as I took my T-shirt off.

He chucked it at me and I begrudgingly put it on.

"Oh Merlin above, thank you for this sight," Draco said looking at me with the jumper on.

"I bet it looks stupid," I said feeling uncomfortable.

"Blaise wake the fuck up and look at this" Draco said excitedly.

Blaise huffed as he sat up and opened his eyes.

"Not bad Potter," he said before collapsing into his pillow again.

I turned around to look at myself in the mirror.

He was right, I didn't look awful. My black hair and pale skin suited the green and silver quite well. This would be the jumper I would be wearing if I hadn't pleaded with the sorting hat on my first day.

"Alright that's enough now," I said pulling the jumper over my head.

As the jumper was over my head Draco touched my chest, well it was more of a squeeze. His cold hand caused me to make a noise.