“I don’t understand,” he whispers, echoing the angry retort from earlier. “That’s okay,” comes the quiet reply, “because neither do I.” Abstract lemon, hence the M rating.

Draco has decided that in order to get to Harry, he's going to have to sneak into his life in a very elaborate disguise...A little fluffy, a little OOC. Now a two-shot.

A little teaser that can also be considered a drabble for the story I'll be working on upon completion of Pottersitting Extended.

An extended version of my story Pottersitting. "That wasn't a kiss, Draco." Potter said defiantly. "Very true." He agreed, nodding. "But this is." Rated for language and Drarry smex.

“Potter, I...uh...what do you think you’re doing?” Draco asked suddenly, “You can’t just kidnap me and take me to your house and give me an amazing massage and then sit there in front of me looking like the cat that got the cream.”

"That wasn't a kiss, Draco." Potter said defiantly. "Very true." He agreed, nodding. "But this is." Rated for language, mostly.