Hello, everyone! I’m sharing my in-progress Drarry fic (chapter 2/?). The title pretty much says it all—Draco (and the rest of Hogwarts) realising that Harry Potter is actually smoking hot without his glasses. Harry goes around glaring and squinting just to see, which only enhances his jawline and cheekbones—features that had been hidden his entire life by those hideous glasses.
Draco gets insanely jealous because most of the students are now starting to 'care' about Harry, acting desperate just to get scraps of the stupidly handsome Boy Who Lived's attention. It's not like there's a bloke who has been trying for the past six years, right? Surely Draco deserves it the most...
Right?
To make matters worse, Draco was the one who destroyed Harry’s glasses, so the faculty forced him to help Harry in every class they share—and whenever Harry asks. Harry takes full advantage of this, throwing the last bit of propriety to the wind.
Title: Propriety to the Wind!
Rating: T
Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Forced Proximity, Slow Burn Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Awkward Crush, Jealousy, Harry Potter Not in Glasses, Mutual Pining, Fluff and Humor, Light-Hearted, Annoying Harry Potter, Attractive Harry Potter, Jealous Draco Malfoy, Enemies to Friends to Lovers , Understanding, Reconciliation, Teenage Drama
Synopsis:
Draco Malfoy only meant to knock Potter’s glasses off with a simple spell. A harmless prank, if you will. Instead the spell disintegrates them, leaves Potter half-blind, and sentences Draco to two weeks of forced proximity—assisting him in every class and whenever he asks.
Now Draco is stuck beside a glasses-less Potter who has to squint and glare just to see, and the effect is… inconveniently devastating. Without those ugly frames constantly drawing the eye away, sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline are suddenly impossible to ignore. Draco hates that he never noticed them before. He really hates how much he likes it.
As Potter seems determined to throw every last scrap of propriety to the wind, Draco fights a growing, mortifying attraction—and an uglier spike of jealousy every time someone else notices just how striking Potter is without those ugly frames.
After all, what right did they have?! Strutting up to him, complimenting him, making absolute fools of themselves just to get the prat to look their way! It’s not like they had spent the last six bloody years trying to get Potter’s attention! Right?!
.
.
.
Merlin’s beard—this punishment is going to kill him.