PICTURE PERFECT

Picture Perfect
Author: tas
Harry/Draco


Disclaimer: The characters belong to one brilliant witch, J.K.Rowling. The plot is mine, just borrowing the characters for awhile.

Summary: Set in seventh year. Draco likes to draw a certain Gryffindor in his spare time, and when he has a chance to have his drawings shown in a magazine....Harry steps in and poses for him and fulfills his own fantasies with the blonde Slytherin.

Warning: Rated NC-17 for profanity and sexual situations.

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Chapter One

Draco Malfoy, now in his seventh and last year, not to mention . . . Head Boy for Slytherin, sat in the Great Hall, slowly eating his breakfast. He nibbled on his toast as he looked around the Hall, looking around at all the students, and Professors. There were so many different emotions that they portrayed in their facial expressions, and body language, or the way they interacted with their friends and family. Unbeknownst to a lot of these people, some of those emotions were drawn out using charcoal, and pencils on parchment. That’s right . . . Draco Malfoy likes to draw. He actually spends a great deal of his free time drawing, and has books, and books of drawings he has done over the years. His father tried to beat this hobby out of him, but he just became even more determined to pursue it, becoming better throughout the years. Since his father died in the war, along with Voldemort, he was free to draw whatever, whenever, and whomever, he wanted. Once his mother became aware of his hobby, she encouraged it whole heartedly, sending him drawing supplies every month and artist magazines, both wizard and muggle.

He looked across the Great Hall to his favorite drawing subject, thinking of the portrait he has been working on back in his rooms, of his favorite Gryffindor. Only the chosen few from his house knew of his obsession with the green-eyed savior of the wizarding world, along with his mother and godfather, Severus Snape, who has seen the many drawings that has drawn of Harry.

He was lured out of his musings by the screech of owls from the rafters above, and smiled as he saw his mother’s owl circle above him, to descend and land gracefully at the side of his plate. He gave the owl some bacon off of his plate, and untied the parcel from the owl’s leg. He opened it, and was not surprised to see more pencils, and more colors of charcoal, but was surprised to see a larger pad of paper with two magazines attached to it. He first looked to the wizard’s art magazine and opened it where a bookmark was placed. He was surprised and shocked, to actually see a drawing he had made of the Headmaster last year with a biography of sorts about the old wizard. He looked up at the Head table to see that Professor Dumbledore also had the magazine, and was smiling down at him with a nod of acknowledgment. Taped to the front of the magazine was a note from his mother, and a wizard’s cheque from the magazine editor.

To My Dragon,
In reading this, I hope that you are not angry with your mother. I was showing off some of your drawings to Miranda, me being the very proud mother that I am, and she was delighted with them. As you know, Miranda, one of my oldest and dearest friends works for this specific magazine, and she was very interested in the picture of Albus Dumbledore for an article that was being written. She is also interested in some of the other drawings of the other Professors from Hogwart’s for future articles. You will see her address at the bottom of this letter to respond to her request. She had also noticed a few drawings of some people that you’ve drawn in some of your more erotic works. I know it was presumptuous of me, but I let her have one of them to show to another magazine, which happens to be muggle. To my surprise, and delight, she sent me a copy of the magazine, with that same picture in its glossy pages. Draco, my dragon, they are very interested in your drawings and want more of them for their monthly pages.

Draco, please do not be displeased with your mother. I am so proud of you and your accomplishments and talent.
You’re loving mother.


Draco then picked up the other magazine after reading his mother’s letter twice and flipped to the page that was also book-marked. He remembered drawing this particular picture. It had been one of his first nude drawings that he had done. As he looked at the picture, he had not noticed that most of the other students had left the hall, and that Blaise and Pansy were sitting there beside him, looking over his shoulder at the picture in the muggle magazine.

“Is that . . . ? ” Blaise began.

“Yes,” Draco answered quietly, “that’s you.”

“Wow, Blaise,” Pansy exclaimed, “you look good.”

“They want more pictures,” Draco said, glancing at the letter the publisher sent with the magazine.

“Are you going to give them more?” Pansy asked.

“I don’t know,” Draco replied uncertainly as he put the magazines and drawing supplies in his bag, “I would have to draw some more.”

“Why don’t you ask him if he would sit for you?” Blaise asked motioning to the other side of the Hall.

“Because I know that he doesn’t like all the attention that he gets from the public,” Draco sighed.

“Yeah, but it’s a muggle magazine and you could . . . I don’t know . . . just not draw the scar, or not draw his face in detail,” Pansy said.

“I’ve seen the drawings you’ve done of Potter, and they’re really good,” Blaise grinned.

“Maybe,” Draco shrugged.

“It’s not as if you two are still rivals,” Pansy said getting up with the other two, “you fought side by side with him in the final battle, and you two have become somewhat friends over the past year.”

“Yes, but what to say . . . ‘Hello Harry, can you do some nude posing for me for a national muggle art magazine?’ He’d laugh in my face, thinking it was some kind of joke,” Draco scoffed.

“Come on, or we’ll be late for potions,” he sighed and got up to go to the first class of the day.


Later that week Blaise went in search of Harry, and found him in the library doing some research for History of Magic. He sat across from him and placed his books on the table, with Draco’s magazines tucked in between. “Hey Harry, how’ve you been?” Blaise smiled.

“Good,” Harry grinned. “How are things in the snake pit?” He joked.

“Pretty good,” Blaise said, shrugging his one shoulder. “I do need to ask a favor from you though,” he hedged.

“What kind of favor did you need?”

“You know that Draco likes to draw in his spare time, right?” Blaise asked pulling the magazine out.

“Yeah. You can’t miss that, always carrying around that sketchbook,” Harry smirked.

“Well, Draco’s mother had given two of his drawings to a friend of hers, and they were both published in two different magazines,” Blaise proudly boasted.

“That’s great,” Harry said. “Which ones?”

“Well, there’s this wizard’s magazine,” Blaise said, handing him the one with Dumbledore in it.

“I’ve seen this issue,” Harry said, flipping through the pages. Blaise reached over and opened the page with Dumbledore on it. “Draco drew that? But its signed Dray,” Harry questioned looking closer to the picture.

“That’s how he signs all his drawings.”

“He’s pretty good,” Harry admitted, smiling as the picture winked at him. “But what does that have to do with me?”

Blaise handed Harry the muggle magazine and opened it to the picture of him. “That was also drawn by him,” he grinned.

Harry looked closer at the picture of the man laying on a bed, his dark hair tousled as he lay on his side on a rumpled unmade bed. “This looks like . . . ” he began.

“Me,” Blaise smirked, “it is.”

“Again . . . what does this have to do with me?” Harry asked, looking at the detail of the drawing, “and are you really hung like that?” He grinned, looking back up at the red faced Slytherin.

“Draco’s drawings are very realistic,” Blaise replied grinning. “Why? Interested Harry?” he grinned.

“Tempting, but you’re not my type,” Harry sighed dramatically.

“Would your type happen to be tall, blonde, and incredibly sexy?” Blaise teased.

Harry just shrugged his one shoulder off-handedly. “Blaise. You’re not answering my question,” he said, handing back the magazine.

“Well . . . this magazine, along with the wizarding one, have requested more drawings from Draco, and he has mentioned that you are one of his favorite subjects to draw,” Blaise said.

“So, why doesn’t he ask me himself?”

“Afraid of rejection I guess.”

“He has other drawings of me?” Harry asked.

“Yes,” Blaise replied. “Just think about it, okay?”

“Sure,” Harry replied as he packed up his books. “I’ll talk to you later Blaise. Supposed to meet Hermione and Ron at Hagrid’s.”

As Harry left the library, Pansy came out from an aisle close by. “So . . . do you think he’ll go for it?” she asked eagerly.

“Yeah, I think so,” Blaise grinned. “There was definitely a spark of interest in Harry’s eyes when I mentioned Draco’s name.”

tbc