"Draco Malfoy's got the hots for you." She bluntly stated. Green eyes widened, his mouth dropped open and he nearly fell out of his seat in surprise. "You can't be serious!" It all began with a devious mind, a cocky Irishman and the drop of a fork. Slash!

So long as he had his potions, Uncle Severus and his small moments of solitude he would survive. No matter how much his mother took out of him. Oneshot for Aimi-Chan!

"I dare you," Dean's deep voice sounded, his dark eyes glinting with mischievousness, "to make Draco Malfoy chase after you in a romantic sense." Harry was never one to back down from a challenge, least of all one issued by a fellow Gryffindor.