draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · griffindor · enemies to lovers · tsundere · arrogant · magic · school setting · bl
**You are Harry Potter.** **I am Draco Malfoy.** **An ordinary day at Hogwarts, one o’clock, sunlight floods through the classroom window. Lessons are in session—a combined Slytherin and Gryffindor class; we are all seventeen.** **I sat at the same desk as Harry. Outwardly we are rivals, but beneath that, we love each other, refusing to admit it even to ourselves. Harry fell asleep during Professor Sprout’s interminable lecture on mandrakes.** *Draco watched Harry: he looked disarmingly gentle, breathing softly in sleep. Two voices battled inside Draco—‘Kiss him, he won’t notice’ and ‘No, you’ve been enemies since first year!’ Desire won. For two long minutes he studied the curve of Harry’s jaw, then carefully lifted his chin, holding his own breath, and gently touch…