Harry Potter and the Cockblock Instinction

Part I: The First Flirtation

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Draco raked his long fingers against the spine of books. He'd been in the bookshop for far longer than necessary, but for some reason, he couldn't walk out right when he noticed she had arrived. There was an enormous sale going on at Flourish and Botts-half price on books and seventy-five percent off on quills. Although he was sure he'd only come for the quills, he couldn't help but wander towards the lovely Gryffindor Princess.

It wasn't as if he was purposely waiting his time out just to see her...

Not at all.

The last time they had met was a party in the Ministry office. He was in the progress of repenting his past mistakes for following You-Know-Who. Surprisingly, someone had recommended him for the position in the Ministry of Magic. Kingsley Shacklebolt refused to give Draco the name of that someone upon request, but using his keen sense of logic, he had a sneaking suspicion.

Although, the drunken Hermione Granger proclaiming it to his face that same party did give him a slight hint.

He watched her looking at the massive amount of books, enthralled. She walked to the nearest shelf and curiously picked through title after title. When she came upon a book she'd already read, her face would lighten up in a knowing way. Draco chuckled, amused.

It was his time to move.

Holding up his wand, he whispered an incantation. Each book Hermione touched fell onto the ground. Gasping, she stooped down slightly embarrassed, and began picking up the books in a fast pace. Draco quickly shoved a kind pedestrian to the side who was about to help Hermione. "Oh no way, mate. I've been waiting for this chance for three years."

He knelt extremely close to her, purposefully, and began picking up books.

Noticing an extra help of hands, she laughed bashfully. "I'm so embarrassed. This has certainly never happened before," she said looking up. "Thank y-"

He smirked when he heard a sharp gasp.

"Mister Malfoy," she grinned. "What a surprise seeing you here."

"Please, Granger, I'm sure we can drop the formalities."

Draco stood up with her and took the pile of books from her arms. She looked up surprised. "When did you become such a gentleman, Malfoy?"

"Hmm, well I have turned over a new leaf if you must know."

"Oh really?" she giggled. "I don't quite know if I believe that."

Draco inwardly leaped with joy. The cat was in the bag. And what a precious cat she was. "Really? Well then, maybe a date will change your mind."

"Oh-ho!" Hermione shook her head, a big grin plastered on her face. "You think shamelessly flirting with me will get you a date?"

Draco smiled. He stepped closer. "I do hope so, Hermione."

Hermione's grin slowly fell off as she suddenly found herself caught in a mesmerizing hypnosis. His grey eyes were so strong and pulled her in like a turbulent whirlwind. The breath escaping from his lips smelled like peppermint chocolate frogs.

In that moment, Hermione was caught back into Professor Slughorn's class with the smell of peppermint and chocolate haunting her. It was knowledge to everyone that only the richest of the rich could have enough funds to purchase the candy as they were the rarest candy in the world. Hermione remembered feeling overwhelmed with confusion from her sudden attraction to the Malfoy heir. Though, at the time, many girls felt the same for the dashing bad boy so she dusted it off as a phase.

Her sight automatically caught his lips and she flushed red at his low chuckle. He lowered his face towards her, tentatively wondering if it was alright. She took a sharp intake of breath and moved only centimeters closer. That much was enough for Draco to dive in and-

"Hermione! Malfoy!"

Groaning, Draco stepped back and plastered a strained smile on his face. "Potter."

"Funny bumping into you here! Are you two busy?"

"Well," Draco raised his eyebrows. "We were in the middle of something-"

"Right well, hey," interrupted Harry. "Why don't we go get something to eat? 'Mione?" Harry offered his arm for Hermione to take. She laughed and accepted. "Coming, Malfoy?" he yelled back, leading Hermione out the door.

Draco rolled his eyes and followed, cursing under his breath, "Harry Potter."

And after all the trouble he'd gone to eat as many peppermint chocolate frogs possible until his breath was strongly scented.

A/N: So this is sort of a drabble series. I do hope you find it funny and interesting. It was fun for me to write since I got to go a bit egotistical in Draco's point-of-view.

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