Harry Potter one shots

First kiss with Draco

Your first kiss...

Of course you had feelings for Draco.
He doesn't know. Even after he told you he was falling for you, you wouldn't tell him you felt the same. It'd put you both through hell, and you couldn't put yourself there if you were going to be going out hunting Horcruxes for the majority of the coming year. And you wouldn't put him in that place because it would keep you up at night to hurt him further.

You watched him round Hagrids Hut just as you ran out of it, not in the mood to be caught by the Death Eaters who had just set the small building alight.
He caught eyes with you in the tree line, and when you saw him, your heart sunk to your stomach... all the silent encounters, the days of ignorance, Harry's suspicions... they were forcing you to face the harsh reality now.
He looks caught out, and as much as he tried to apologise with his eyes, he knew that he wasn't expecting forgiveness. Only because he wouldn't be able to give you a true reason to give him it.

Even if you did, he'd be forced to crush you harder into the ground, because there was no escaping his fate..
you pulled him quickly into the dark tree line, not to wanting to be seen by Bellatrix, Snape or any of the other Death Eaters that were celebrating Dumbledores met eventuality.

"You didn't- you didn't kill him, did you?" You demanded, hysterically, fumbling with his sleeve. He pulled away as you pushed and pushed, trying to find the distinguished mark you now knew was etched into him arm.

"No. Stop! Stop!" He hissed, tears brimming his eyes. "I don't want you to see it..."

"...why?" You choked. Looking at him, the first emotion you'd seen him wearing all day, and it was pure pain mixed with fear. "Why did you do it?"

"I didn't," he cried, quickly. "I didn't do it, I swear, I didn't. I was chosen to do it by... Y- You-Know-Who..." his lip quivered, and a tear slid down his cheek. His breath hitched as more tears followed, and before he could even finish the sentence, he let out a full sob, crumbling to his knees.

Your heart shattered in your ears as you watched him break in front of you. He was in pain, and it hurt to see. You inhaled through your nose sharply, and kneeled down in front of him, hand on his shoulder. You shushed him, bringing him in close, embracing him in a hug.

In reality, the hug maybe lasted five minutes, but it felt like a life time. Somehow it still wasn't long enough. When you pulled back, looking into his bright blue eyes, you completely crumbled. The tears began to pour like a waterfall, choking on the thought that you were going to be pulled apart. Maybe there was no hope for you, and you could never be together. It made you feel sick, and before you could stop yourself, you placed a desperate, but gentle for his sake, kiss on his cheek... then another... and an other. Then eventually, you place your lips on his. It was slow, and warm. The saltiness of your tears mixing in your mouths. You didn't care. It was perfect, the last moments you'd ever get to be together.
And soon, it'd be snatched away from you, and you both knew it...