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Marriage 101	By : Radiantwaterfalls Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter One

Getting married to the enemy

Harry's POV

I take my seat by Ron just as Professor McGonagall walks in, saying "Alright, class, since this is your last year at Hogwarts…" she waits for the cheers and boos to stop before continuing, "We will be preparing you for what comes ahead. Instead of Transfigurations, it will be Marriage 101."

I glance at Ron curiously. His face reads excitement and nervousness. Hermione's face has a slight blush and her eyes glance at Ron then quickly dart away. I scan the room. Everyone in here has either an excited expression or a nervous one, expect for Malfoy.

As always his face is unreadable, closed like a vault, a vault you forgot the combination for and can't open no matter how much you want to. I sigh and listen as the professor speaks "Today, we will be drawing names from the sorting hat to see who you will marry. First the straights will go, then the gays."

Everyone's heads shoot up at this. Suddenly, everyone is paying close attention. "Dumbledore has noticed that four of you boys prefer… well… boys. So, you will 'marry' a boy. Now, straight boys stand up and come to the front of the class. Whoever's name you draw will be your wife."

I watch Ron stand up and all the other Gryffindors, save for Seamus Finnagin and Dean Thomas. When Ron reaches the front of class he turns and sees me. A expression of pure shock covers his face. I sink down in my seat. Wait… that's only three… Who's the fourth? I thought. I straighten up and scan the classroom. My green eyes land on none other than Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prince and apparently the first gay Slytherin as well.

His eyes meet mine, and both of our faces hold the same expression, pure shock and bewilderment. My cheeks heat up, and I quickly look away and at my suddenly very interesting shoes. Then, a very alarming thought hit me. The sorting hat puts you with who it thinks suits you, and Dean and Seamus are planning on getting married, for real, after they graduate this year of school. That means, I'm gonna end up with Malfoy.

3HPDM3HPDM3

Draco's POV

I gulp as all the Slytherins and Gryffindors see that I, Draco Malfoy, the heir of Slytherin, is gay. It has to be the most embarrassing and shameful moment of my life. I look around the room, trying to avoid the looks of shock and disgust from my so-called friends. Pansy now hates my guts, which is an up-side at least.

As I look around, my silver eyes go wide for what I see is a real shocker. Harry Potter, the Savior of the Wizarding World, the Chosen One, The Boy Who Lived, was sitting instead of standing and going to pick a girl's name. His emerald eyes meet mine and both of our expressions consist of shock. My breath hitches inside my chest for a reason I don't know yet.

When he looks away, I am very grateful for I could breathe again, but a surprising surge of disappointment courses through my veins. I await impatiently for the straights to sit back down and take their seats.

Blaise ends up with Pansy, and I smirk. He glares at me. The Mudblood ends up with her dream boy, the Weasel. Loony Lovegood ends up with the almost-squib Neville Longbottom. Professor McGonagall speaks "Alright, now your turn, Potter, Malfoy, Thomas, and Finnagin."

I stand up and walk up there, silently praying that I will not end up with Potter. Imagine if I did and father found out… I thought with a shudder.

I volunteer to go first. So, I reach into the sorting hat and draw out a piece of paper. I unfold it, showing no emotion and only feeling it. My skins pales visibly. I got the one name I didn't want, Potter.

3HPDM3HPDM3

Harry's POV

I watch Drac- I mean Malfoy draw a name out of the hat. He visibly pales, and I knew right then that he drew my name. I watch as Draco sways a little before stumbling into the bookshelf. He grips its surface tightly and is breathing picks up. Suddenly, while I pull my slip of paper out of the sorting hat, his eyes roll into the back of his head and he falls to the ground, out cold.

He fainted. I muse as I lean down and pick up his paper slip. I read it. My eyes widen. It reads:

Harry Potter

I quickly open mine, and it says something just as terrifying.

Draco Malfoy

I try to swallow passed the lump in my throat, but I find it is impossible. I look at Professor McGonagall. She looks at me curiously, as is the rest of the class. I hand her the slips of paper and run from the room, a bright Weasley red blush on my tan face.

3HPDM3HPDM3

Draco's POV

I awake in the infirmary. My head throbs mercilessly as I sit up. I see that it's dark outside. The moonlight shines in through the large windows. I groan as I get up out of the bed. I can't believeI fainted. I thought as I exited the infirmary, rubbing my head. I sigh and walk down to the Slytherin common room in the dungeon.

I stumble around and realize I'm not in the dungeons. I'm actually outside. How did I get out here? I thought, scratching my head.

I continue walking and eventually I trip over… something. I fall and land on my stomach and face. I growl and flip myself over. I look at where I tripped, looking for what I tripped over. Nothing's there. A groan of pain reaches my ears.

My ears perk up, and I listen intently as I glance at where the sound came from. I see a movement, and then suddenly Harry Potter is there. Surprise shows on my face as he ruffles his hair. Then, he looks at me and immediately my face heats up. I pray that he thinks it's from embarrassment and not what I think it might be…

He looks at the ground and picks at the grass there. I watch his perfect hands doing so. Wait… perfect? Did I just think his hands were perfect? Suddenly, I am overwhelmed with images or things that perfect hand could do…

Stop it! Right this instant! I scowl myself. I do not fancy Potter!

"So, Potter, are you going to torment me about my episode in class?" I sneer at him, my heart beating fast at how close we are. He finally looks at me, his face unreadable. "No." he says simply.

I look at him shocked. Why wouldn't he want to torment me? Get back at me? I mean I've been doing it to him every chance I get. I look away from his gaze, my cheeks burning with unwanted heat. I gulp and say "And why not? Is the Chosen One too good to torment me now?"

I meant for it to sound mean and venomous, but it sounded some what defeated. I curse myself for sounding so weak. "No, I just don't think it would be polite to torment my future 'husband'."

My head flicks up, and I gape at him. Really? He's gonna bring that into it? I thought as I struggled to find words. My heart beats faster. I open then close my mouth. I do that thrice before I stand up defeated, and with angry I say "Whatever Potter."

I dust off my white blouse and straighten my Slytherin tie. Harry stands as well, giving me his classic smirk I have been seeing more and more of lately as he wins more and more of our 'battles'.

With one last huff, I turn on my feet and head back to Hogwarts with a swing in my hip. Strutting like only a Malfoy can.
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