Dragon Tamer by Jennavere
Lucius Malfoy wants his son to marry Pansy Parkinson, but Draco refuses, he’s gay! But according to Lucius, that’s not a problem as long as he’s not seeing anyone at the moment. To save himself from a married life, Draco literary grabs the first person to walk by and name him as his secret boyfriend. Now he and Harry Potter must pretend to love each other for the rest of the school year.
I love this story so much! It’s well written and very funny. I mean, this story’s got everything! Witty humor, drarry pairing and a bunny named Draco Lucius Malfoy the third (who’s the second? My teddy bear of course!) Can it possibly get any better?
Ron and Hermione were among those looking the most horrified. Hermione opened her mouth to speak, and then Harry caught her eye. Almost imperceptively, he glanced over at Lucius Malfoy and then winked. Hermione took a good look at the raw fury on Lucius Malfoy’s face – and grinned herself. She may not have understood exactly why Harry was pretending to be Malfoy’s boyfriend, but she clearly understood that it was pissing Malfoy senior off. And that was something she was more than happy to do.
“Oh, Harry, I knew you had a secret lover! All that sneaking around, skiving off class, as if Ron and I wouldn’t notice.” And here she kicked Ron under the table, trying to will him to go along with it. “Especially all those times you returned to the common room covered with bites and scratches, telling us you had fallen off your broom – Draco must be positively feisty when you’re alone together!”
Draco immediately blushed bright red, and a snicker ran through the Gryffindor table. Lucius was red too – from pure fury. Hermione snickered to herself. Take that, you arrogant bastard, she thought. Hermione had her own vendetta against the older Malfoy.
Ron was looking very, very confused. He opened and closed his mouth a couple times and looked at Hermione. She nodded just a little, and that was enough for Ron. He didn’t know what the hell was going on, but he knew Hermione was a lot smarter and more perceptive that he was, and he trusted his girlfriend explicitly. If she was going along with this scam, then he would too.
And with pleasure. Ron Weasley’s feelings toward the two Malfoys could not exactly be classified as “warm and fuzzy.”
“Why, yes, Hermione, you’re right, it does all make sense now. Harry and Malfoy, how could I have missed it? Harry, you dog, when I heard all those noises coming from your bed you told me it was a nightmare! I knew I heard someone screaming your name!”
At this, the Gryffindors burst out laughing, along with a good chunk of the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. Draco and Lucius both turned, if possible, a deeper shade of red. Harry, of course, was thrilled. I love my friends, he thought to himself.