So Much For Being A GryffindorWord count:
Written for hd100
’s challenge tomorrow
.All right. You can do this.
Harry's heart thumped as he walked through the Ministry’s foyer, oblivious to the rubber-necking wizards around him. Since he was an Auror, they likely assumed his expression was due to needing to save the world, not his inability to ask out Draco Malfoy.
Draco was the Ministry receptionist; being both very attractive and very sarcastic, he was a natural at it. Harry slowed as he approached the desk, feeling his hands go clammy.
Harry swallowed. Now. Here’s your chance –
“Er... nothing. Sorry.”
Once again, Harry promised himself he’d ask Draco out tomorrow.
ETA: continued in So Much For Resolution