Some fluff for yall because my last oneshot was Extra Sad™ and i dont wanna depress y'all

"Today we will be practicing a potion to find people's true thoughts towards you," Snape says slowly. "The directions are on the board. When you are all finished, you will try a sip of your potion, given that it is made correctly, and you will be able to see an aura around your classmates. The color of said aura will indicate that person's feelings toward you. Black auras will represent hate. Pink is romantic attraction, and green is sexual attraction. Yellow is platonic affection, and blue represents genuine love. The darker the color, the more intense the emotion. You may begin."

Harry sighs as he goes to collect his ingredients. He's not sure he's willing to see the number of black auras in the room toward him.

Surprisingly, he manages to get his potion done well. Snape sneers at him.

"Miss Granger, since you were the first to finish, you may be the first to test it."

Hermione takes a drink of her potion, and after a moment, her eyes glow golden as she scans the crowd before her. Her eyebrows raise several times, and after about a minute her eyes return to their warm brown color.

She sits down next to Harry.

"What did you see?' Harry murmurs.

"An uncomfortable amount of green. Draco was surprisingly a really pale yellow, and Pansy was green, which was weird. You were a really dark yellow, and Ron was a deep blue."

Harry grins. 

"Mr. Potter, since you seem to like talking so much, you can go next."

Harry sighs, and stands, going to the front of the room. He takes a drink of the potion, and then everything goes gold for a second.

"Whoa, Potter, you look weird with gold eyes," Pansy remarks.

Harry grins as he looks at her. "You look weird surrounded in green."

Everyone laughs, and Pansy smirks.

Harry scans the crowd. Hermione and Ron are both a dark yellow. Parvati is a mix of green and pink. Thankfully, no one is blue.  Snape, unsurprisingly, is black.  

Harry freezes as he stares at Malfoy. The blonde's eyes go wide and he looks panicked.

A white, almost heavenly, glow surrounds him.

Harry frowns, but continues to scan the crowd. Neville is yellow. Seamus is yellow with a tinge of green. Dean is also yellow.

Most of the Slytherins are a pale yellow mixed with an uncomfortable amount of green.

Harry's vision goes gold for a second, and then the auras are gone.

Harry gives a panicked-looking Draco a strange look, before turning to Snape.

"Professor, what does white mean?"

Snape gives him a strange look. "White is extremely rare, Potter."

"Well, I saw someone with a white aura. What does it mean?"

Snape clears his throat.

"Soulmates."

Harry stiffens.

"Mr. Potter, this is an extraordinarily rare occurrence. Are you sure it just wasn't a very light color?"

"No way. It was the purest white I've ever seen in my life." 

Snape frowns.

Harry sits down at his desk slowly and starts packing his things.

"Harry, who had a white aura?" Hermione whispers.

Harry doesn't answer, picking up his bag and walking out of the classroom.

He can't even comprehend what's happening. Draco Malfoy is his soulmate.

"Potter!"

Harry spins around. Malfoy is standing at the other end of the hallway, looking panicked.

"Potter, what was my color?"

Harry looks down at the floor.

"Potter." The voice is gentler, closer. Harry looks up to see Draco just a few feet away from him "Was is blue?"

You love me? Harry wants to choke out, but he can't speak.

"Harry." Draco is closer now, so close that Harry can see the flecks of blue in the grey irises. "Was it blue?"

"White," Harry chokes out. 

Draco steps back, looking shocked. "White?" he whispers.

Harry can only nod. This is happening too fast.

"We're soulmates?" Draco says softly, wonder in his tone.

Harry is frozen where he stands as Draco comes closer to him.

Please don't kiss me, please don't kiss me, please don't kiss me. This is all too overwhelming, and Harry isn't even sure how he feels yet.

Draco wraps Harry in a hug, and Harry unfreezes, relaxing and hugging him back.

"Are you okay?" Draco asks quietly, pulling away.

Harry starts nodding, and then stops and shakes his head.

Draco nods slowly. "It's okay, Harry. It's not like you've ever followed fate's plan before," he laughs.

Harry smiles weakly.

"You gonna be okay?" Draco asks, worry in his tone and grey eyes search green. 

"I don't know how I feel about you," Harry replies softly.

Draco nods. "I know. I went through a very long stage of confusion before I realized I love you."

Harry's mind shifts when Draco says the words.

"You love me," he says, just a statement.

"I love you," Draco confirms.

"Do I love you?" Harry asks.

"I don't know. That's for you to find out. And you don't have to make this decision now. You can take as long as you need, just please tell me what the decision is when you come to it, no matter how bad."

Harry nods, deep in thought.

"Would you mind if I kissed you?" he asks. 

Draco smiles. "Whatever helps you come to your conclusion. I'm not gonna stop you."

Harry nods, slowly moving closer to Draco. He gently places his hands on Draco's shoulders.

"I'm not going to break, Harry," Draco laughs softly.

Harry laughs and nods, moving his hands to cup Draco's face, and he leans forward and kisses Draco Malfoy softly.

It's soft and warm and utterly perfect, and when Harry pulls away, he thinks he's come to his conclusion.

Draco looks slightly dazed.

"I've been wanting to do that since sixth year," the blonde says, grinning.

Harry laughs.

"I hope I've helped you. See you around, Harry," Draco says, walking away.

Harry thinks he's been wanting to do that since forever.

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Harry can see Draco at the Slytherin table, buttering toast, and Harry realizes he's never noticed how perfect the blonde is.

"Harry!" Hermione shouts, snapping him out of it. "Who was it? Who's your soulmate?"

Ron, Seamus, Dean, Neville, and Hermione all look at him expectantly.

Harry stands up. "Draco Malfoy," he replies softly, before walking over to the Slytherin table.

Draco looks up nervously as Harry approaches him.

"Oh, hello Harry," he says quietly. "Have you come to your conclusion?"

Harry nods mutely.

Draco's eyes are pained. "Do tell."

Harry breaks into a smile and raises his voice. It carries far, as the second Harry approached the Slytherin table, the entire Great Hall went silent.

"Draco Malfoy, will you be my boyfriend?"

Draco's worried look vanishes, and he breaks into a grin.

"Yes," he says softly, but his voice also carries and the entire Great Hall hears it. He stands up and hugs Harry tightly. The Great Hall explodes into half cheers, half yelling.

"Kiss me?" he whispers, so quietly only Harry can hear him.

Harry pulls back and smiles, kissing Draco Malfoy for the second time.