Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, J.K. Rowling does. I am simply playing with their minds...and they like it.

I need you, love.

Draco and Harry were sitting in the Hogwart's library studying. NEWT's were in two weeks and everyone in seventh year was feeling the pressure to study. The two had been studying since supper. Even Hermione had went off with Ron back to the common room. Draco had grown bored with studying to a point where he could no longer concentrate. It did not help that Harry was within arm's reach of him.

Draco could tell Harry was tired of studying, even if he would not admit it, by the way he kept glancing up at Draco. Or perhaps that had something to do with the fact Draco was reputably tapping his quill against a book to a rhythm similar to that of 'Joyful, Joyful.'

Draco decided he should take it upon himself, therefore, to work some fun into their study secession. Draco ran his hand slowly up Harry's outer thigh then back down. Receiving no reaction he repeated his action then left his hand resting half-way up Harry's thigh.

Still no reaction.

Draco again repeated his action only on Harry's inner thigh, leaving his hand resting half way up Harry's leg.

No reaction.

Draco moved his hand up.

Still no reaction. Draco moved his hand even further. Out of the corner of his eyes Draco could see Harry staring a little too long at one spot in his notes.

Draco gave Harry's leg a light squeeze. Draco smirked slightly when he saw Harry close his eyes.

Through clenched teeth Harry mumbled, "Draco, you are making it incredible difficult to study."

Draco removed his hand and leaned over towards Harry. He whispered in Harry's ear, "I'm sorry love, want to go for a walk then?"

Harry looked over at Draco's angel face that was pleading with him to agree. Draco was desperate to leave the library. Harry sighed. "Fine, I was not really studying anyways."

Draco narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "What do you mean, you 'weren't really studying?"

Harry shrugged and stood up.

"Harrryyyyy," Draco said in a voice as drawled and whiney as he could make it, "tell me what you meant."

Harry just shook is head and made to close his book when Draco grabbed it. When he saw what was in it he opened he smacked Harry lightly on the shoulder. "I can't believe you."

Harry rubbed his shoulder and made a hurtful face. "It was just too much of a temptation. I saw you writing in it earlier then you put it aside."

"But how could you? This is my personal, private diary! It even says so on the front." Draco jabbed his finger at silver writing reading 'Draco's personal and private diary.'

Harry grinned, "Yeah that's what made it such a big temptation."

Draco glared in return and stalked out of the library.

Harry chuckled and walked after him. When he caught up with Draco, he grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. "Don't be like that love, I just wanted to see if there was some juicy gossip to read about. But what I found was even better."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "And to what would you be referring to?"

"The parts where you give a detailed accounts of your kinky dreams about us. You know they gave me quite of few ideas to try out."

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

"Well I guess I maybe could forgive you then."

Harry gave Draco an almost innocent smile. "Is it almost curfew?"

Draco nodded and kept walking towards the Slytherin dormitories with Harry behind him.

When the two were changed and ready for bed Harry just snuggled up against Draco. Draco was expecting Harry to finally go all the way not just cuddle with him so after awhile Draco mumbled, "I thought you were going to show me what you read in my diary for forgiveness."

"I am."

"Are you sure you were reading my diary?"

"This is as far as I read."