TEN REASONS WHY I LOVE YOU, DRACO: (from Harry's POV)
1. As he continued to stare at Draco's mouth, watching him tap away, Harry's idle curiosity became a more intent examination. Draco really did have a pointy face, but his eyes weren't too bad. His skin was so pale that if Harry hadn't known better, he would've thought he was sickly. His lips...His lips were okay. Pink, not too plump or thin, not too wide either, but a good size. Those lips were probably his best feature. They looked soft, but not wet. Not wet at all. They wouldn't feel a bit like Cho's if they kissed. Master Work by mahaliem
2. He can’t quite keep still. And he can’t quite keep from staring at Draco. The nose Harry used to kiss and the hair that he recalls is so soft, and the stretch of skin right there where Draco’s pulse flutters in his throat and the way his eyes get so damn bright under the right lighting— Delaney by rurounihime
3. "Malfoy," Harry said helplessly. He'd been fighting this for almost a month, but he had the feeling that fighting Draco was going to be like fighting the tide. He had swept in over Harry leaving nothing unchanged, nothing unmoved, even though on the surface it would appear nothing was any different. State of Mind by sara_holmes
4. “What? How in Merlin's name? No! Malfoy, no. Bloody hell, you're gorgeous. How in Godric's name can you not see it? You were always handsome—okay, well, not always. When we were little you were a pointy git—but then you were handsome and now you're gorgeous—Merlin help me for telling you—but anyway, I know you hate it, hate the feathers, hate the Veela bit, and I get it, I do, but I personally have never seen anything more beautiful in my life. So there. Now just...please stop. Stop tormenting yourself. Ugh!” Harry groaned and sat back hard against the back of the sofa. “I'm so going to regret saying that, aren't I? I really should think before I speak.” The Ugly Duckling by icmezzo
5. Harry swallowed hard, staring at the person he had loved for so long. There were marks he had left on the long neck. He backed away and lifted the duvet up, threw it back, and then surveyed the long lean body. The purple camisole was riding high and the completely hairless balls and groin area were in view.
For over two years, this body had been his to explore, and to lavish his attention upon, and knowing it was Draco Malfoy who let him do this was mind blowing. A smile broke over his face slowly, knowing what this had cost Draco Malfoy to reveal to him. He was betting it all tonight. Jolene by romaine24
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Re: DRACO'S THREAD
Date: 2014-02-07 07:14 pm (UTC)(from Harry's POV)
1. As he continued to stare at Draco's mouth, watching him tap away, Harry's idle curiosity became a more intent examination. Draco really did have a pointy face, but his eyes weren't too bad. His skin was so pale that if Harry hadn't known better, he would've thought he was sickly. His lips...His lips were okay. Pink, not too plump or thin, not too wide either, but a good size. Those lips were probably his best feature. They looked soft, but not wet. Not wet at all. They wouldn't feel a bit like Cho's if they kissed. Master Work by
2. He can’t quite keep still. And he can’t quite keep from staring at Draco. The nose Harry used to kiss and the hair that he recalls is so soft, and the stretch of skin right there where Draco’s pulse flutters in his throat and the way his eyes get so damn bright under the right lighting— Delaney by
3. "Malfoy," Harry said helplessly. He'd been fighting this for almost a month, but he had the feeling that fighting Draco was going to be like fighting the tide. He had swept in over Harry leaving nothing unchanged, nothing unmoved, even though on the surface it would appear nothing was any different. State of Mind by
4. “What? How in Merlin's name? No! Malfoy, no. Bloody hell, you're gorgeous. How in Godric's name can you not see it? You were always handsome—okay, well, not always. When we were little you were a pointy git—but then you were handsome and now you're gorgeous—Merlin help me for telling you—but anyway, I know you hate it, hate the feathers, hate the Veela bit, and I get it, I do, but I personally have never seen anything more beautiful in my life. So there. Now just...please stop. Stop tormenting yourself. Ugh!” Harry groaned and sat back hard against the back of the sofa. “I'm so going to regret saying that, aren't I? I really should think before I speak.” The Ugly Duckling by
5. Harry swallowed hard, staring at the person he had loved for so long. There were marks he had left on the long neck. He backed away and lifted the duvet up, threw it back, and then surveyed the long lean body. The purple camisole was riding high and the completely hairless balls and groin area were in view.
For over two years, this body had been his to explore, and to lavish his attention upon, and knowing it was Draco Malfoy who let him do this was mind blowing. A smile broke over his face slowly, knowing what this had cost Draco Malfoy to reveal to him. He was betting it all tonight. Jolene by