Nightmares and Crushes 2
Last night had been SO embarassing. First Harry had entered Malfoy’s room after hearing those sounds only to find him shirtless and only with his pajama bottoms on ! Now, Harry had seen quite some shirtless guys but why did HIS have to affect him so much. The fact that he had perfectly shaped broad muscles, that trim trim waist and MERLIN, that arse, should not have affected this case that much. Harry realized that he shouldn’t have barged into his partner’s room. Afterall he was a trained auror. Though Harry hadn’t been able to help himself, he was WORRIED… While he had been in Malfoy’s room he had just blurted out the question about nightmares. He had had no right, really but he had to ask. After going through 7 years of devastating nightmares, he couldn’t let anyone else go through that. So if Malfoy needed his help he would be there. And there had been the question of ‘The Twisted Knickers’, the cherry on top of the embarassing cake. What had Malfoy been upto ? Saying things like that in the middle of the night, making Harry blush like a teen !? Harry had left on such a rush that he was sure Malfoy had noticed something was off. The next day he realized that Malfoy himself was off. He was FLIRTING with Harry !! Giving him those looks and almost coy smiles. And GOD the french!! Malfoy kept saying some or other things in french and it was driving Harry crazy !! Harry couldn’t concentrate! Every time he heard some french words coming to him through the ear piece, he would freeze… just stop doing what he was doing because the combination of Malfoy’s posh voice and french was too potent a mixture for him. And Malfoy knew it. Of course he knew it, why else would he keep saying all those sexy things (even if they weren’t)? Harry hoped that all this would end quickly because he couldn’t always be expected to be on the run with a hard on, now could he ? **** Harry wished that Malfoy wouldn’t decide to talk french to him any soon because they were finally at the suspected HQ of those smugglers. Harry was in a wierd room made of glass, which had two doors. He was inspecting the cauldron lying there when suddenly he heard Malfoy shout in his ears, “Regardez derrière vous !! I mean LOOK BEHIND YOU!” But Harry had been frozen and so the spell hit him before he could react to the final warning in Malfoy’s voice. He was lost to the darkness and terrors of his mind … Huge, huge thank you to @sirpotter and @sappypotter for their help with french and all the drarry writer's net ppl for the support❤❤ Third part coming up in a week ! 😊😀
