ok but another headcanon nobody cares about
Harry’s rummaging through his room, tidying, because he ”lives in similarity to a wild baboon“ (thanks, Hermione) and finds an old plain green tie, which was one of Dudley’s old garments, before his sudden growth spurt. (The Dursleys really splurged on that one.)
Out of sheer curiosity, he puts it on instead of his normal red Gryffindor tie, and instantly falls in love with it. He looks sharper, feels smarter, and damn, is he confident. Dudley didn’t have horrid taste, all the time.
So pleased with himself, he decides to go to class like this, not giving a damn if anyone says strange things or gives him weird looks.
He walks in the room, chin held high and ego even higher. His classmates are gawking at him, especially the fellow Gryffindors, the Slytherins are confused yet smirking, as if they’ve converted Harry to one of their own. Snape himself takes a moment to raise an eyebrow at his sudden fashion change.
After class, Ron catches up with his green tie clad friend. ”What’s up with the color change? Decide to listen to the sorting hat and give Slytherin a bit of a try, eh?“
”Yea right, I just thought it looked good.“
”I wonder what the Slytherins think.“ Ron pondered out loud.
Speaking of the Slytherins, a certain blond one had quite a lot to say..
”WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT TO WEAR GREEN. THAT’S JUST SHAMEFUL. HE’S TARNISHING THE SLYTHERINS REPUTATION, HE IS! THIS IS DOWNRIGHT SHAMEFUL. HE HAS SOME NERVE WALKING AROUND LIKE THAT.“
”Merlin, Draco. You ought to relax, rant any longer and someone might just think you were masking your feelings with anger.“ Pansy exasperated.
“Oh shut it, Draco - it’s quite obvious. You were staring at him like how the weasel stares at Granger.“ Blaise retorted.
”I did no such thing!“ Draco defended.
The other two Slytherins simply rolled their eyes. Draco huffed.
The next few days, Harry shows up in full, green robes.
WHERE DID HE EVEN G E T THOSE?
OH MY GOD.
WAS ANYBODY ACKNOWLEDGING THE IMPORTANCE OF THIS SUDDEN TURN OF EVENTS?
“Draco, it’s a fucking color.“ Blaise replied, leaving Draco a pale pink mess. ”And stop thinking out loud, you’re going to expose yourself one of these times, for Merlin’s sake.“ But Draco couldn’t help it. He just looked so good.
The hue of the robes matched his eyes, his glistening ever as brightly eyes that made Draco’s own pupils dilate every time he looked at them. And with the tie, it was such a good contrast with the white button-up for his tan - but not too tan - skin tone. And of course, he had to loosely tie it, looking scruffy.
Fuckin’ Potter, can’t he put effort in anything he does? Like wearing his own bloody house robes? Why must he wear Slytherin ones that bring out the ever-so-pink pigment in his plump lips that Draco wanted to smash against his own?
It made him so angry.
So. Sexually. Angry.
And he was staring at him. And he had been staring at him for a couple of minutes now. And he was so fueled with anger at this point that he could just go over there right now and jus- did Potter just fuckin’ wink?
Oh ho, now Draco was angry.
He took his APPROPRIATELY DRESSED SELF (unlike SOMEONE) over there, furious at the other boy for looking so damn attractive, he did not tolerate anything in his way between him and Harry (Draco was sure he had pushed aside a few classmates, but that did not concern him at this moment) and found himself in front of the Gryffindor dressed Slytherin.
He eyed the boy up and down, followed by a sharp intake of breath. ”Potter.“ he sneered.
”Yes, Draco?“ He smirked.
So this is how it was.
Draco was a burning ball of desire and fury at this point.
He could just..
He narrowed his eyes at the raven haired boy, his frustration showing on his face. As if he were fighting an internal battle. He looked him up and down again, his loosely put together outfit which looked oh, so good sending him into overdrive.
”Shut up, Potter.“ He said, and grabbed the Gryffindor’s face with both hands, spontaneously kissing him before Harry even had time to cheekily respond with, ”Make me.“
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