Author name: Samandriel
Author email: email@example.com
Sub Category: slash
Keywords: draco/harry, harry/draco, romance
Spoilers: SS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP, HBP
Summary: One shot? See author notes.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author notes: A little thing I wrote. Perhaps a series about numbers? For instance: 1 kiss, 2 people, 3 meals, 4 houses, etc? Tell me what you think.
When he turned and looked at me, I was ensnared. Those entrancing green eyes, the tousled black hair, that bad-boy vibe he had going on with the trench and all-black outfit, they all drove me to drink. More, that is. I
always drink. He caught my eye across the room and slowly made his way over to the bar
and sat down next to me.
"Hi," he sighed at me.
"Hi," I breathed back.
"Harry," he said by way of introduction.
"Draco," I replied.
We studied eachother.
"Does it matter anymore?" He was referring to our rivalry in school.
"No," I breathed. "It doesn't."
"Good," he replied, then smiled slowly at me. "Dance?"
"Not usually, but for you..."
He led me out onto the dance floor where other couples ground so hard and fast it was like coffee in the grinder.When we danced, it was like flying. Smooth and terrifying, soft and hard, and the best dance partner I have ever found, and I have danced with many.
"Draco," he breathed.
"Why are you dressed as a muggle?"
"It's easier to pass in this crowd than with long robes."
"True, true. Me, I like my trench because it reminds me of robes."
He kissed me, and I realized that his dancing was more like warmups and the
kissing was the actual flying. We soared together and danced and FELT all at
once. And that was just one kiss.