Fandom/Pairing: HP, H/D
Rating: PG-13 (yep, that means no smut, sorries)
Summary: Harry and Draco meet again.
A/N: Okay, before you read, keep in mind that I have not written a single HP fanfic in a year, so I'm a little rusty. Okay? Okay.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now.”
Draco looked into the furious face of Harry Potter and smirked. He raised his empty hands to the level of his shoulders and wiggled his fingers. “You wouldn’t kill an unarmed man, now, would you Potter?” He took a step forward and Harry raised his wand, pointing it right between Draco’s eyes. Draco stopped. “Potter…” he began, but faltered. Clearing his throat, he tried again, “Harry-“
“Don’t,” Harry hissed. “Don’t you dare call me by my first name. You don’t have the right.”
Draco laughed bitterly and stepped forward, ignoring the wand being brandished at his face. “When have I ever?” he asked. “When has the great Harry Potter ever given me permission to do anything? Of course, that never stopped me, did it?” And he took another step. Harry flinched, and jabbed the wand into Draco’s shoulder. “Not another step,” he warned, “or I really will kill you.”
Quick as a flash Draco’s arm shot up; he caught Harry’s wrist in his hand and forced the wand away from him. He twisted his hand; Harry gave a small hurt cry and dropped the wand. Draco kicked it out of sight and grabbed Harry’s other wrist; backing the other boy up until he was flush against the wall, trapped between it and Draco’s body. Harry wasn’t struggling; he just focused green eyes filled with hate on him and stared. “You’ll not kill me,” Draco breathed into that hatred. “You couldn’t even if you wanted to, which you don’t.”
Harry laughed, but the sound wasn’t pleasant. “Oh, trust me, I do.” He replied. Draco flinched slightly, but regained his composure. “Really?” he asked. “Prove it, then. Kill me now.” He released Harry’s wrists but kept him trapped against the wall with his body. He brought his hands up to frame Harry’s face and whispered, “Kill me before I do this.” And he brought his lips down to cover the others’.
If Draco were honest with himself, he would admit that he had no clue if Harry would try to strangle him with his bare hands or not. He figured that at the least Harry would push him away, so what Harry actually did was quite the shock.
He kissed Draco back.