Day 05. Harry Potter. Harry/Draco. "Close The Door" Title: Close The Door Author:digthewriter Word Count: 310 Rating: pg-13 Warning: Nudity mentioned. Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Draco really hates dares. Seriously, he hates them. It isn't bad enough that he's had to come back to Hogwarts to finish off his final year, that Pansy is there with him, and that he's had to be around Pansy to "protect her."
More than dares, Draco hates Potter.
Potter's forgiven Pansy, of course, and now they're like friends, or something. Which is just really really stupid because if Potter should be friending any Slytherins, it should be Draco, and not Pansy. But there is no way that Draco is going to tell Potter that—that they should be friends—because look at how amazing that turned out the first time.
So here is. Sitting around with a bunch of Gryffindors in the Common Room when Pansy has dared Draco to go and knock on Potter's door.
"Why should I do this?" asks Draco.
"That's why it's called a dare, Draco," replies Pansy.
Draco really hates the way Pansy says his name when she's had a few shots of Firewhisky, as if he's some house-elf and well—it's best not to finish that thought with Hermione glaring right at him.
"Whatever," says Draco and walks up the steps to the boys' dorms to knock on the door that is supposedly where Potter sleeps. At night. There's probably a bed there. And he sleeps in it. Naked. Most likely. Does he touch himself?
"Shit," mutters Draco and knocks.
"Who—who is it?"
"Draco," he answers, simply.
"Wh—what do you want?"
Draco has no patience for this so he pushes the door open and sees a naked Potter standing by his bed, holding a t-shirt.
"Mal—Malfoy!" screams Potter. "What the bloody hell do you want?"
Potter's facing him. He's still naked. And Draco can't seem to look away.
"I—uh—I forgot." Great, now Draco is stuttering too.