Shameless

[lokifan]

Dear drummer who lives in the room above mine,

I hate you. I especially hate you because you apparently never sleep, so you’re drumming now and yet I KNOW you’ll wake me at seven tomorrow. Everybody in this flat hates you. I am so glad that after Saturday, I’ll never have to hear you again!

Also? You’re a crap drummer.

Yours,

Lokifan

Title: Shameless
Word count: 400
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating PG
Disclaimer: The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Author’s Notes: Another one written (late) for hd100’s challenge flirt as part of my catch-up. The first time I’ve had an idea in the shower! I feel all Proper Writer now. :)


Draco was blamelessly doing paperwork in his office when Harry Potter burst in. All right, he didn’t exactly burst in – he came in quietly and shut the door behind him – but he was so vital, hair bristling and green eyes bright, that it felt like bursting. He’d probably just come from capturing a dangerous criminal mastermind.

Draco raised an eyebrow, then looked back down at his finance forms.

Potter, being a boorish thug with no manners, ignored this rather obvious hint to leave. Instead, he came over and sat on Draco’s desk.

Draco choked on air and outrage. Potter smiled.

~*~
“So, Draco, how’ve you been?”

“Excellent, until some idiot sat on my desk!”

Potter smiled. His smile wasn’t gormless: it was slow, and Potter’s eyes held his. Draco’s skin prickled. With discomfort, of course.

“Oh, I’m sure the idiot just wanted a better look at your pretty grey eyes.”

Draco blinked. Potter seemed to take his frozen astonishment as encouragement, because he reached out and stroked Draco’s hair.

“What are you doing?” Draco rapped out.

Potter’s hand cupped Draco’s head. Draco stiffened his back and reminded himself that melting because someone was gently touching his hair was just not on.

~*~
“I’m asking you out. Would you like to go to dinner with me?”

Draco gaped. Potter frowned. “Or... would you like to go to bed with me? Would you prefer that?”

Draco tried very hard not to shrill that he wasn’t that kind of boy, or faint into his inkwell, or nuzzle into Potter’s hand, or do anything else embarrassing.

His mouth was still open. Fuck.

“You’re serious?”

“Of course! I’ve been trying to subtly show my interest but you didn’t seem to notice, so I had to be blatant.”

“Of course I noticed!” Draco spluttered, outraged. “I’m not stupid!”

~*~
Potter looked crestfallen, his ridiculous hair drooping like a wilted flower. “Oh. So I suppose you aren’t interested.”

“That’s not what I meant!” Draco blurted, and promptly blushed. “I just... I thought you were teasing me. Pretending to compliment me and things, because nobody would really.”

Potter looked horrified. “Do you think I would that?”

“Not... not really...” Draco thought perhaps he was stupid after all. “I just didn’t think you would...”

“I would. I do.”

Draco paused, then gave Potter a smouldering look. “So... I’ll pick you up around eight?”

Potter blinked, then laughed. “Draco Malfoy, you shameless flirt!”

Comments

[woldy]

Oh god, it's the worst thing when they're not only noisy but they also suck. I had a dude who lived above me that played electric guitar late at night but only knew about 3 fucking chords and it took all my powers of tact to just tell him to shut up after 10pm instead of insulting his guitar playing and apparent inability to plug in some headphones.

Yay for the H/D! A hobby that very rarely annoys one's neighbours :-D

[lokifan]

Aargh, that bloke sounds awful. It's not even that hard to play guitars!

:D H/D is a very quiet hobby. Aside from the yes, yes, YES part.

[nuclearsugars.livejournal.com]

DUDE, I know exactly what you're talking about! Only thing is, I could hear the drummer from 3 FLOORS UP! I was on the 5th floor and he was on the 8th floor! Ugh.

But yeah, this fic was adorable! You seem to have a gift for smitten!Draco. :D

[lokifan]

OMG. That drummer must've been AWFUL for everyone in the block!

You seem to have a gift for smitten!Draco.

Thank you! *glows* I'm sure he hates me for it, lol. I should write something with mean!Draco.

[enchanted-jae.livejournal.com]

Muahahaha! I love it when Harry teases Draco.

[lokifan]

:D Me too!

[kuri-taichou.livejournal.com]

This makes me smile. :) (not the part about the noisy neighbor, of course. I'm glad you won't have to deal with him soon!)

[lokifan]

Thanks! And now I'm free, free, FREE!

[adores-draco.livejournal.com]

Poor you. Noisy neighbours are really annoying.

I loved the fic! Harry touching Draco's (precious) hair was truly lovely. :)

[lokifan]

They are, but I'm gone now!

Glad you liked it. :) Harry totes has a hair fetish, y'know.

[fantasyfruitbat.livejournal.com]

Shameless flirting is so much better than misunderstandings (which I think these two can be prone to). It's more fun to watch, too!

I also have experience of what drum-playing neighbours are like. In my last year at uni, my room overlooked nextdoor's garden and the teenager who lived there spent hours in the shed every day playing his drums VERY LOUDLY! I got used to it after a while but I did wonder why he he never seemed to go to school.

[lokifan]

Shameless flirting is so much better than misunderstandings (which I think these two can be prone to). It's more fun to watch, too!

LMAO, absolutely! Yay for the boys being shameless. :)

Thank goodness we've escaped the evil drum-playing boys!

[morettaallstar.livejournal.com]

For this line: “So... I’ll pick you up around eight?”
I totally heard Galinda's voice in my head.

*headdesk*

It's a happy story, loki. Sorry, that's all you'll get from me at this hour.

Also, I usually *am* the noisy neighbour, what with singing at all hours of the morning (and so few hours of uni that I don't doubt it seems I never stop).

Yes. Love!

[lokifan]

LOL. I like the story!

And the difference is you can ACTUALLY SING.

[morettaallstar.livejournal.com]

Heh, yes, but I can't reach the high notes - and that's the problem. I tend to try to reach 'em anyway! XD