Drarry in the pub moment: A short thread đŸ€©
Maybe it was the way too many sips of whiskey that he's had or the exhaustion from today's 12 hour shift.

Maybe it's the dim lights in the pub, the upbeat music playing on the speakers almost drowning out the chattering of the other patrons.
Whatever it was, Draco Malfoy couldn't help but stare at Harry Potter.

The man who was sitting right beside of him at the bar, talking animatedly and fondly about how his godson has decided to sport messy black hair and green eyes for Halloween at Hogwarts.
Draco continued to stare.

His eyes travelling from those eyes filled with amusement and mirth down to his nose until they reached those soft looking lips. Lips that are now curved into the brightest smile that Draco has ever seen that he's inclined to tell the sun to fuck off.
At this point, Draco has tuned out whatever it was that Potter was saying, too entranced at the sight in front of him.

The blond tried to shift his attention to other things but to no avail. His eyes will forever be drawn to Harry Potter. HE will always be drawn to him.
Draco's mind flashed with memories of stealing glances of a certain Gryffindor all the way from the Slytherin table.

Back then, it was mostly out of annoyance, suspicion, and hatred.

What is Potter up to now? How will Draco ruin his day? Potter looks stupid with that stupid
scar and those stupid glasses. Famous Harry Potter. Disgusting.

That was before.

But now?

Now, Draco Malfoy couldn't keep his eyes off Harry Potter and think about how he's the most beautiful person that he has ever laid his eyes on.
"Potter, I think I'm in love with you." He suddenly blurted out, stunning the other man into silence.

It's the whiskey.

It's definitely the whiskey.
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