for the drarry drabble: first
Sorry itās so late! xxx
Harry sodding Potter had been Dracoās first kiss.Ā
Yes, it shocked him as much as it shocked everyone else when he dared to remember. No one but Pansy, Blaise, Granger and Weasley knew, of course, otherwise, Draco would have to kill them. He would never live it down if it got out into the public and he quite liked his job in the ministry thank you very much.Ā
However, that did not change the fact that the head of the Auror office had been his first kiss and was currently sitting on the other side of Dracoās desk, hands behind his head, looking like he owned the place. The head Auror may have a lot of privileges, but to own the head of the Unspeakables office was something that even the Chosen One couldnāt pull off.Ā
Why that certain memory had resurfaced in his brain was all Blaiseās bloody fault, showing up in his floo last night with a bottle of blackberry liquor and one of those smiles. It hadnāt taken him long to get on the subject of Dracoās first things, and the kiss had been the first bloody point.Ā
So now, Draco faced their usual Friday night drink the next day alone as he was determined to ignore Balsie for the next couple of weeks. He really hated drinking alone, and it didnāt help that the image of his first kiss had been dredged up.Ā
āWe need Atkinson back on loan for next month as well as Walters and Scott, they really helped out on the Richards caseāĀ
Potterās eyes held the same determination now as they did when he slowly pushed closer to Draco in the dark common room ten years ago. He didnāt have the beard then, nor the broad shoulders, long hair tied up, or the improved fashion sense, but he had still been undoubtedly Potter. Draco had found he couldnāt bring it in himself to move away, he liked how close Potter was, and he remembered the excited rush that went through him when he realised what Potter was going to do. He didnāt stop it.
āIāll see what I can do but youāll need to sign it off with them first, you know a change of department isnāt easyāĀ
āYeah I know, thanks MalfoyāĀ
āIs that all?ā Draco asked, and Potter nodded and stood up. However just before Potter opened the door to Dracoās office, Draco felt the sudden words tumble out of his mouth.Ā āWould you be free for a drink tomorrow?āĀ
Potter looked back at him with a disbelieving look on his face, mirroring how Draco felt at what he just asked.Ā
āWhy?ā Potter asked, his voice suspicious.
āI-forget I asked Potter-ā
āI mean, Iām not saying noāĀ
They both said at the same time and fell silent. Dracoās mind was screaming at him at how awkward it was. Way to fucking go Draco, he cursed himself.Ā
He tried to pull himself togetherĀ āBlaise cancelled on me and I figured a friendly drink between work colleagues wasnāt too dreadfulā He made up, hoping Potter didnāt see through the lie. By the look on his face, he did but he didnāt say anything about it.Ā
āAlright,ā Potter said after staring at him for a few secondsĀ āI guess thatās alrightā Draco tried to ignore the way Potterās eyes flickered to his lips and back up. Fucking hell, get a hold of yourself, Draco berated himself as he felt a thrill run through him.Ā
āIāll owl youā Potter continued,Ā āIf you wantāĀ
Potter nodded and headed out of the door, shutting it lightly and Draco banged his head on his desk. He cursed Balsie and his stupid games and tried to ignore the small bubble of excitement he felt about the next night.Ā
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