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    You've heard of those Harry-Draco fan fictions right? Some people call it 'Drarry', I prefer 'Potterfoy' personally. I was just thinking that I'd like to start a Harry-Draco thread of my own...
    I'd like to be Draco. Looking for a Harry (other characters will be played by their house Eg; 'Harry' will play Ron & Hermione etc, 'Draco' will play Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, Pansy etc)

    yeah you sure can! Sorry, i'm a little slow on my threads haha :p it's not really following the books storyline, but they are in 6th or 7th year... Ummm.... Perhaps you'd like to start? The idea is that they start off kind of enemies as the books suggest but become friends and more than friends throughout the storyline...

    Ooc: K! Sounds awsome!


    Ic: Harry walked down the school hallway alongside Ron and Hermione toward the Gryffindor common room.

    Draco was walking back from the great hall without his usual cronies as they were busy stuffing their face with more pudding than a pregnant woman could eat. 'so much for friends' he thought as he aimlessly kicked the ground, heading nowhere in particular

    Harry paused, looking behind them curiously. He caught sight of Draco without the others. 'That's wierd,' he thought to himself. He shrugged slightly before catching up to Ron and Hermione.

    "Oi Potter" Draco yelled without thinking, "Can't go anywhere without your friends can you? Afraid you might get attacked by a Dementor babe" he taunted, wait, did I just call him babe? if thought to himself, praying that noone had noticed

    Harry blinked in surprise. 'Babe? What? No, I must have heard wrong,' he thought as he turned angrily. "Shut up, Malfoy! At least I don't go picking fights with a hyppogriff!" he snapped back.

    "yeah, well, just wait till my father hears about this!" he finished lamely and turned in the opposite direction, marching toward the Slytherin dorms. what is going on!? he thought, called him BABE!

    Harry turned back toward his friends. "I swear he gets more annoying every year," he muttered, wondering if it were true, as they started walking toward the common room again.
    Ron nodded in agreement.

    Draco walked quickly back to jis dorm, suddenly glad that Crabbe and Goyle weren't by his side. Okay, so it was common knowledge now that he batted for the 'pink team' but there was no way, NO WAY that he fancied the Boy Who Lived. He entered his Prefect dorm and closed his eyes. But his sleep was a restless one as his dreams were filled with hyppogriffs and dementors

    Once the three were in the common room, Harry and Ron said goodnight to Hermione and they went to their seprate doorms. Once Ron hit his bed, he was asleep almost instantly. Harry, however, took a while to find sleep.

    the next morning was a Saturday brilliant Draco thought to himself. He headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast where he would inevitably be interrogated about his abrupt disappearance last night, not by Crabbe and Goyle, but by the nosy, whining Pansy Parkinson. And true enough to prediction, there she was with her nose screwed up like she'd smelled something bad. He braced himself for the onslaught of questions

    Harry, along with Ron and Hermione, sat at the Gryffindor table during breakfast. Hermione was talking about a new book she' d checked out of the school library while Ron still seemed like he was half asleep. Harry ate his bowl of oatmeal, looking around the house tables.

    "Where were you last night!?" Pansy shreiked in her high pitched voice, "I had to walk back to our dorms all alone!", Draco looked across the hall to the Gryffindor table, answering the first question mentally and then the second aloud by saying "Pansy, our dorms aren't even in the same vicinity... I'm a Prefect, you know that" and put some random food on his plate so that he could eat instead of talk to Pansy. He tried to catch Harry's eye...

    After a moment, Harry' s gaze drifted over to the Slytherin table. He blinked, looking at a particular, white-blonde haired boy.

    He couldn't help but smile when they made eye contact even though it was probably ruining his ice prince reputation okay, so maybe i do fancy him a little bit he thought to himself and then he started planning his attack for after the next quidditch game when he knew he could get Harry alone

    Harry' s mouth quirked up in a small smile before he looked away, a slight blush across his cheek. "Oi, what' s with you?" Ron asked, oblivious, looking at Harry. "Oh, nothing," Harry replied, looking down at the table.

    Draco left the table quickly after that, licking his forefinger and thumb which had been holding his toast. He walked past the Gryffindor table, his robe brushing Harry's briefly, and glided out the room, Crabbe and Goyle by his side