Love and Other Potions

Savior From the Prat{Harry}

Requested by @Whalestreet73 . Thanks for requesting! ♡
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey L/N, you look good today."

"I look good everyday, Malfoy."

He smirks at you.

"You'd look better with your clothes on my floor."

"No, I don't think I would."

"Why ever not?"

"Because your clothes are probably on that floor, and that doesn't make you more appealing, so why would I?"

He scowls.

"Why don't you just date me already?"

"Here's a thought: maybe I don't like you."

"That's not it. Everyone likes me!"

"Conceited much?"

"No, just honest."

"Well, be honest with yourself and tell yourself that I don't like you."

"But that'd be lying."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"I'm sure you could help me sleep."

He winks. You scowl and scan the Court Yard for any means of escape. Luckily for you, it comes in the form of a raven-haired hottie.

"Harry!"

He turns around, looking for you. He smiles and waves you over.

"Bye Malfoy."

He scowls in Harry's direction as you run towards him.

"Hey Y/N! What's up?"

"Nothing much. Malfoy's being a prat as always."

He chuckles.

"What's he saying this time?"

As you tell him, you both laugh at the different ways you have turned him down, but he still won't take a hint. As you tell him the extent of Malfoy's vulgarity, his smile tightens slightly, but you might be imagining things.

"Okay Y/N, I have a question."

"I have an answer."

"You always tell Malfoy that you don't like him. Who do you like?"

You.

His eyes widen. "You like me?"

"Aw, crap. Did I say that aloud?"

He nods.

"Well, I can't lie now. Yes, Harry. I like you."

You hang your head down as you two shuffle forward in silence. You jump when he grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers.

"Good. Because I like you too."

You smile cheesily at each other before you get an idea.

"Do you want to mess with Malfoy?"

"When do I not?"

You tell him the plan as you stroll back into the Court Yard, still hand in hand. When you get nearer to Malfoy, he sees your hand locked with Harry's. He looks pissed off.

"Hey Malfoy?"

"What do you want Potter?" He growls.

"I think Y/N's clothes would look better on my floor, don't you?"

He roars at Harry in anger.

"L/N, are you still playing hard to get? You didn't have to pay Potter to pretend to be your boyfriend when I'll do it for free."

"How many frickin' times do I have to tell you that I don't like you? I like Harry!"

To emphasize your point, you grab Harry by the tie and jerk his lips to yours. As your lips start to move in sync, you feel Harry smile into the kiss.

Malfoy huffs and walks away.

You sigh.

"I have the best boyfriend ever."