HP fanfic based on a tiktok/short??

“Draco, can you flirt with me? Harry’s been bothering me all day,” you ask.

From his vantage point in the tree he calls down, “And what’s in it for me?” You half expected this. He was your best friend after all.

“Aside from ruining Potter’s day? I’ll help you bleach your hair.” You can’t help a small smile as his face lights up.

“Alright, bet.” He hops down and starts toward you.

“I think Harry sees us. Ok, you start,” You tell him quickly, still looking at where Harry is staring at you two.

“So, baby, come light me up.” You’re caught by surprise and whip your head back around at Draco’s words. You don’t have to fake the blush that rises. “And baby I’ll let you on it. A little bit dangerous,” You fake yawn at this and move towards him.

“But baby that’s how I want it.” You’re close enough to touch him now, and that’s exactly what you do. You place a finger on his lips and his eyes widen as you say, “A little less conversation.” Your hands drift down and around his shoulders so that you’re hanging off him now, a smirk obviously present on your face.

“And a little more touch my body,” Draco murmurs hoarsely. “‘Cause I’m so into you.” His head dips down towards yours.

“Into you, into you,” you whisper as his lips skim yours and you kiss. It quickly deepens and as you finally pull apart, your eyes meet. Your breathing is heavy and rugged, and you can see him processing a mix of emotions. Desire, confusion, and humiliation war across his face.

You glance down as your hands drift to your own lips, tender with a phantom of Draco’s still lingering. However, when you glance back up you see that humiliation seems to have won out over Draco as he glances nervously at his friends.

Your hands clench and you turn on your heel to walk briskly back indoors. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Draco doesn’t attempt to follow you. And neither does Harry; the plan worked out perfectly. Except for the part where you ruined your friendship.