drarry professor au where they bicker so much that no one knows that they’re dating. but one year kids get their schedules and see that professor potter is teaching potions and DADA. and they’re like ??? so they get to hogwarts and see draco and harry sitting in their normal spots at the professors table. and they’re like wtf?? professor malfoy was never on the schedule. they go to potions the next day and see professor malfoy and they are like what the bloody hell. and some kid speaks up about it and says “professor malfoy?” and draco doesn’t respond. so a bunch of kids are all yelling trying to get his attention. till harry walks in and says “potter” and draco turns around. and they all sit there like :0
Harry’s magic has stirred the fire to the point of mania. It crackles noisily, spitting and hissing. The flames spin and dance up, up, up, and out, clawing out at the stone surround.
But, Draco knows the fire isn’t responsible for the heat in the room. For the heat on his skin - in his core. It’s Harry’s gaze, dark and unwavering, pinning him to the wall. It’s Harry’s palms, planted one on each side of his head. It’s Harry’s thigh, between his legs, pressing, pressing, pressing.
It’s Harry’s voice, broken and deep. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“Don’t I?”
“What about your inheritance?”
“Throw it away.”
“The Manor?”
“Burn it down.”
Harry stills and grabs Draco’s chin. Stares him in the eye. “Your name?”
yes 2020 sucks in so many ways but at least I am not a 14 year old repressed “ally” anymore who’s only hope for gay representation is a fantasy dudebro show on the cw that doesn’t pass the bechdel test until five seasons in
