Hiiiii can I please request a drarry fic where draco is a ballet dancer and it’s 8th year and draco and harry are close friends but draco keeps sneaking off somewhere and so one day harry follows and sees that draco does ballet (and he’s really effing good) + some fluff at the end. ok thank you you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to though💞💞
I’m finally answering this after months, I’m so sorry sweetie.. But I hope it will please you because I loved writing it ! Enjoy ♡
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“Mate, you need to stop”
Harry looked away from Draco and Pansy to look at Ron who was sitting next to him. All the eight years were reunited in their common room, as every evening, and the two slytherins were talking together as they were doing for now a few weeks.
“Sorry, what ?”
“You’re doing it again. You’re spying on him. He’s gonna get suspicious you know” Ron replied, wondering why his best friend kept trying to know what Draco was up to.
“No, he isn’t. We’re friends now, this isn’t weird, I’m just trying to know him better”
“So you think it isn’t weird that you’re watching him every move ?”
Harry sighed and decided not to pay attention to Ron anymore. He knew he was right, but he didn’t want to admit it. He knew he was acting weird since a few days. But something was odd, he was sure of it. When they were spending time together, Draco kept leaving earlier and earlier, pretending to have a lot of work to do. Harry wanted to believe him, but something led him to believe that all of this was a lie.
“Harry, you’re alright ?” Someone said, bringing him back to reality. Draco was standing next to him, with a worried look on his face. Harry tried to smile and finally answered.
“Yes, everything’s fine, don’t worry”
“You think I’m worried about you Potter ? You know that won’t ever happen” Draco replied with a smirk and Harry laughed with him. He knew that was just Draco being Draco, and that the slytherin didn’t really think what he was saying. Because Harry had learned to know him, and he knew Draco was always worried about his friends. And as strange as it could be, he was his friend now.
They talked for a while and as Draco was about to go to sleep, Harry tried something.
“Is Pansy okay ?” He asked.
“Hmm, yes, she’s doing fine, why are you asking me this ?”
“I don’t know, you’re spending a lot of time with her lately, and I was wondering if something happened”
Draco shut down and at this moment, Harry knew he had hit a nerve. Unfortunately, he didn’t get the answer he was expected.
“She’s my best friend, I have the right to spend as much time as I want with her, don’t I ?“ Draco said, with a tone colder than he expected. “Sorry, I- I’m just tired and I didn’t want to be rude, sorry, good night Harry” Draco said then, and he left quickly and embarrassed.
Harry wanted to run after him to apologize too but he hadn’t had the time, Draco had already disappeared. He knew he shouldn’t have asked. Reluctantly, he stood up and said good night to Ron and Hermione and went to bed, in deciding to leave Draco alone.
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A few days after, Harry was walking in the castle, looking for a place to work. The common room was full of people talking and laughing, and the library was full of people working, there were no places left. He walked for a few minutes and then entered a room, but he stopped instantly, baffled by what he was seeing.
Pansy was sitting on the floor, next to a radio station which was playing some classical music. In front of her, Draco was moving. Well, he wasn’t just moving, he was dancing. Harry knew he should leave the room, but he couldn’t help himself, he wanted to watch. He couldn’t move. Because right now, Draco was the most beautiful person he has ever seen. The blond man was dancing with so much passion that he seemed he was floating up into the air.
Harry didn’t know how long he stayed like this. He had the feeling he was there for hours, and maybe he could have stayed here forever. But Pansy saw him and the music stopped. Draco looked at her first, wondering why she didn’t let him finish his choreography, then he turned over. He was standing there, out of breath, looking at Harry and the latter wanted to say a lot of things, but he couldn’t. He wanted to say how beautiful Draco was when he was dancing, he wanted to say how much he would like for him not to pay attention to him and dance again, but he was speechless. It was Pansy who broke the silence.
“Well, I think I’m gonna let the two of you”, she said and left the room. After a few minutes, Draco finally talked.
“Potter, what are you doing here ?”
“I don’t know. Well, I know but I mean- I was looking for a room and I thought this one was empty and I didn’t want to spy on you or anything and-”
“Harry, stop. It’s okay, you would have discover it anyway”
And then he said it. “You’re beautiful”
“What ?” was the only thing Draco could replied.
“You’re beautiful. When you’re dancing, and when you’re not too but especially when you’re dancing”
“What are you saying ? You don’t think it’s ridiculous ?”
“Not at all. I- Look, my aunt was a fan of ballet. She was looking at ballets on TV for hours and you know, it was the only thing I was able to watch because she didn’t care if I was here or not, all she wanted to do was to watch the dancers. So I was hided a bit behind her and I watched all the ballets. I found this amazing, it fascinated me. My favorite ballet was Romeo and Juliet. I know, it’s not really original. And… Sorry, I’m talking too much”
“No, keep going”
“Seeing you dancing here, it reminded me so much things. It made me want to spend hours watching you. I never thought I’d say this one day, but dancing feats you so well. And I’m saying it again, you’re beautiful”
As he was saying all of this, Harry didn’t realize Draco had grown close to him. He looked up and then Draco kissed him. And this time, Harry felt like he was the one dancing. When they broke appart, he was smiling.
“Thank you, because except Pansy, no one ever encouraged me to continue this way. And right now, I never want to stop what I’m doing. Thank you for being here”
“Do me a favor, and dance again for me”
Draco smiled and kissed him lightly before turning the music on again. And in front of Harry, he felt confident again. He felt like he could succeed anything, and he danced like he had never danced before.