B E R L I N ?

Title : I already knew, That you like me

Fandom : Drarry

Genre : Romance

Rate : PG

Pairing :  DracoMalfoy x Harry Potter

Note :

This fic came from listening to music.

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of

GOT7

The meaning and lyrics are cute, hehe.

CR :  ONJIRA CH 

I Now PlayingI A-GOT7

It’snot working

Sostop fronting

Iknow you want me

Let’sstart talking

*A~ ~ 

Taeanunde we jakusumgyeo

Oh.. I already know everything. Why are you secretly?

Nekanalshohahanunke imi

That you like me

Neolgulre Suyoisseo

It's written on your forehead.

**A ~ ~

Nareul boda we nuneul doryeo

Oh.. Why do you have to look away when you look at me?

Da Anunde

A~ ~

I already knew.

A~~

In the afternoon at Hogwarts there were scattered students in various places, some of them studying. Some of them were sitting in the library reading books. Draco was probably the only one standing and kicking rocks near the lake.

“Why does it feel like someone is always staring at me?”

Lately Draco had felt like he was being watched all the time–except when he was sleeping–he felt like he was always there wherever he went–except to go to the bathroom–he felt stared at, but never unsafe, but instead felt strangely good. Because he knew who the person who kept staring at him was, 'Harry Potter', no matter what he did when he felt like he was being stared at, if he turned around he would always see Potter standing there and when he looked When Harry returns, he pretends to keep looking here and there –

Oh Potter, I know you like me- Draco continued kicking rocks before he narrowed his eyes and saw someone was watching.

Come secretly look at me? Please teach me a lesson.

He turned around to look at the first pair of eyes that were staring at him. Harry was startled, but he was still staring at Draco's face. Their eyes met and in the end, Harry was the one who couldn't stand the particles and had to look away.

"What's up, Potter!"

Draco shouted, Harry winced before walking out.

"What? What do you want, Malfoy?"

“I have to ask you more. What do you want by secretly looking at me this often? Hmm…”

The small figure was silent for a moment and lowered his head as if embarrassed by him. -But really, I'm embarrassed.

"Wait...when did I look at you? I'm narcissistic."

“Why do you have to twitch while speaking? Hey, look at my face, why did you keep your head down before? Wasn't it that you were going to die if you were cocky?"

Without a word, Draco lifted his chin so their eyes met and lowered his head so close that his and Harry's noses touched.

"What? Do you have anywhere else to look? Are you avoiding my eyes again, Potter?"

He couldn't say why he did it even though he already knew that Harry liked him, but pretending not to know and making the person in front of him feel embarrassed was fun and adorable, especially when he saw his white cheeks turn pink and red. Come on, it makes Harry look even cuter.

"Why are you doing this? You're probably teasing me. Using this method won't work."

His trembling and jerking voice became even clearer. –Potter, you like me!-

“Let's see if it works.”

He bent down and pressed his lips against Harry's. He was slightly startled, but he didn't resist. My heart is pounding loudly. As if to announce to the world that he was not dead, the lake was devoid of people, with only the two of them standing. Late afternoon sunlight The wind was blowing back and forth. If anyone saw him right now, they probably wouldn't stop. Because it didn't want to stop anymore and the new thing that Draco discovered was that he wanted to kiss Harry all the time.

But in the end, he had to break the kiss lazily because Harry couldn't seem to breathe. As soon as he broke the kiss, his little body immediately gasped for air into his lungs. He stood panting for a moment and looked up at Draco. The tall figure smiled softly before bending down to whisper.

“I know, Potter, that you like me. It's written on your forehead. Oh, and one more thing. My teasing method is effective, it's effective."

That same evening at Hogwarts, students from various houses were eating dinner, but Draco was the only one who hadn't come yet.

"Harry, what's bothering you? You've been acting strange since this afternoon. Is something wrong?"

The voice of a girl like Hermione spoke up.

"Oh...no, I'm not very hungry. Please excuse me."

And Harry quickly got up and left the dining room. He walked down the corridor where he thought Draco would be. But found only emptiness

“Where did he go?”

“What worries me?”

Draco emerged from a hidden corner in the wall.

"What? Who cares about you? I came out to find someone else."

“Who are your other people? Everyone was in the dining room, just me before you came, and now it's just me and you.”

“How do you know?”

"I'm smart enough, Harry."

Harry was slightly shocked because Draco had never called him by his first name before.

“Please call me that. How about Harry?”

"No, actually I called you a long time ago."

“Then why didn't you call?”

"Don't know, kid."

Draco laughed at Harry's stunned expression and pulled the boy's hand to the corner of the wall.

“Hey, why did you drag me here?”

“I have a question I'd like to ask.”

“What do you want to ask?”

Draco's mischievous smile made Harry's heart flutter that it must be the question that killed him.

“Do you like me?”

"damn! Hey, no, no, no, I don't like it."

He exclaimed at the question and hurriedly denied it–I really don't know if I was just asking this to make him feel embarrassed–A pink blush appeared on his white cheeks–Harry, you're driving me crazy.

"Don't lie."

He pulled Harry into a loose hug before lowering his head to stare into the eyes of the man in his arms.

“Oh wow, I like you! Are you satisfied yet?”

Harry's face was clearly red, not from anger, but from embarrassment.

“Then why did you come out? Hmm…”

“I came out to see you, and you didn't come in to eat dinner.”

Draco smiled before leaning down to press his nose against Harry's cheek with a slight kiss, but he didn't say anything.

“I know that, Harry. I've known since the first day you secretly looked at me. Oh, and one more thing…I like you.”

Talk :

That is, it is fiction. Loud and loud, sitting and thinking about the plot for fun in math class (don't use this as an example because you'll call it ignorant, haha). Try thinking of the cute angle of the song.

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I saw it and it turned into a fic. Ahhh. I like this song because of its pure meaning. It's like I used to like one person and the other person thought that I was acting out so much that I was thinking in my head. He already knows that I like it, haha. And listening to this song makes him feel like it makes the letters explode in his head like crazy. The situation is purely imaginary. Haha.

Thank you to those who were determined and fell in love to read. Everyone who reads. //Spread kisses.