The Naughty List

Harry walked into Potions class in a bad mood. He started off the day getting up late. The during breakfast he spilled pumpkin juice all over his second favorite pair of pants, which forced him to change into another pair of pants that Hermione had bought for him for an early Christmas present. She insisted they would look good on them but Harry wasn't sure since he never wore pants like those before. They were green cargo pants with a bunch of pockets and were baggy, but the pants fit him snugly on his arse, which Hermione told him all the girls drooled over. According to her, he was the hottest guy in school, his only competitor being Draco Malfoy, of course. So he had put the pants on, only to find out only one shirt matched with them, also a shirt Hermione got for him. It was a form fitting, lighter green t-shirt. So he was all green, not that he minded since that was his favorite color. He was wearing clothes he had never worn before, and he was tired from going to bed late last night and sleeping in later than he should have.

Then on the way to his first class, Transfiguration, he dropped his bag, which split and spilt ink all over everything he had. He got points off for being late to class and couldn't transfigure his squirrel into a scarf. Finally, on the way to Potions, he saw people handing out candy canes sent by friends or secret admirers and he hadn't gotten one yet!

Therefore, as he walked into Potions he scowled and slouched down in his seat next to Ron, who looked at him sympathetically, knowing not to bother him when he was having a bad day.

"Cheer up mate. Tomorrow is Christmas! Winter break, presents, no homework?" he tried. Harry only grunted. Snape began the lesson and was just explaining why one had to stir the healing potion 4 times and not 5, the people who were handing out candy canes came in and started giving them out to people whose friends has sent them some. Draco, sitting across the room with Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson, smirked when he got at least a dozen candy canes from admirers and Blaise and Pansy. His smirk faded when Harry received about 2 dozen candy canes.

Harry brightened up. He loved candy canes. They were his favorite candy and he hardly ever go to have any at the Dursley's. The people handing out the candy left and Snape finished explaining how to make a healing potion, and then told them to pick partners and begin making one. Harry and Ron got to work. Surprisingly, Harry had developed a knack for making complicated potions. They worked efficiently and finished before anyone else, earning themselves a reluctantly awarded 20 points to Gryffindor. Harry sat back in his chair and watched Hermione struggle to explain to Neville how to cut up boomslang skin. He opened a candy cane and licked it, closing his eyes to further enjoy the taste. He slowly slid it into his mouth and swirled it around.

Suddenly on the other side of the room there was a splash, and a small explosion. He opened his eyes to see Malfoy standing by his cauldron with a mortified expression. He had apparently dropped the wooden spoon they were supposed to be stirring with into the potion and as a result the potion had made a small explosion, sending little droplets of pink liquid all over Malfoy and Zabini. The blond quickly schooled his expression and cleaned up quickly.

After class Harry was leaving when he felt a hand on his arm. He turned to see Malfoy standing there, shockingly without a sneer on his rather handsome face.

Ew did I just think of Malfoy as handsome? Harry thought to himself. He knew he was attracted to boys as well as girls but he had never thought of Malfoy that way.

"Potter! We need to talk!" Malfoy said under his breath.

"About what?" Harry struggled to keep his mind off the cool, pepperminty smell of Malfoy's breath and concentrate on what he was saying.

"Not here. Tonight, at the Astronomy tower, midnight. Meet me there, and bring that cloak of yours." Hesitating, then seeming to decide he had to, he added, "Please?" very quietly.

Harry was taken aback. Sure, things had cooled down between them and they weren't really rivals anymore, but he never expected Malfoy to talk to him. Civilly, anyway. But the please got him. He knew Malfoy never said please. So before he could even think it over anymore, he heard himself say, "Sure." And watched as the other boy walked gracefully away as if nothing had ever happened.

Unable to help himself, he looked at Malfoy in a whole new light. The other boy was hot; there was no way to deny it. Harry realized he was lusting after Malfoy. And Harry wasn't one to have long-time crushed on people and never say anything, not since Cho. Tonight he would tell Draco. Not that he loved him or anything, just that he was…lusting after him? That wouldn't sound right. Oh well, he would think of something.

The day went by slowly, and when midnight came, Harry was already waiting for Draco at the Astronomy tower for Malfoy. The door opened slowly to reveal the blond gliding in, quiet and catlike. Harry gulped when he saw Malfoy was wearing his pajamas, just like he was, which consisted of boxers and a flimsy white tank top. He slid the invisibility cloak off and walked soundlessly over to Draco, placing a hand on his shoulder. A shudder ran through the boy's body before he turned and locked eyes with Harry's green ones, no longer hidden behind lenses since he had gotten them magically fixed.

"Potter."

"Malfoy."

"Um. Well. Thanks for coming." Malfoy began uncomfortably.

"Ok Draco what's going on, you never say please and thank you." Harry said, confused.

Startled at the first name use, Malfoy stayed silent for a minute, then said, "I…need help."

Harry was so surprised he couldn't think for a minute. Then he remembered, Draco (when did he start calling him that?) had switched to the light side in the beginning of that year, so it wasn't that unusual to be asking the Boy Who Lived for help.

"I need you to teach me…how to do wandless spells. Don't deny it, I know you know how. I want you to teach me how. So I can protect myself…when the war-…when the time comes."

Harry exhaled silently, thinking. Draco visibly stepped back and closed his eyes for a second, then snapped them back open.

"What? Are you ok?"

"Yeah. Will you help me?" he changed the subject.

"I guess. If you're willing to learn. But I'm not going to pretend we're still enemies. If I'm going to be teaching you this, we're going to have to make a truce, at least." Harry ventured hopefully. After all, the git wasn't so bad once you got past the icy exterior. Plus he was hot and Harry wanted to explore the possibility of friendship, maybe more once Draco was comfortable with it. And these days, Harry always got what he wanted, and right now, he wanted Draco Malfoy. Badly.

"Fine. Friends then?" Draco dared to say the word, not looking Harry in the eyes. Secretly, he had been lusting after the Golden Boy for a year now, and only Pansy and Blaise knew his secret. They had supported him fully in his decision to approach the boy as a friend.

Shocked, Harry agreed. "Friends."

They stared out the window for a bit, when Harry took out a candy cane. "Want one?" he offered.

"Um, no thanks." Draco gulped. Harry shrugged and slid it into his mouth.

"Mmmmmm."

Draco felt his knees go weak and his mouth start to water. Harry had no idea how aroused that was making him. Suddenly he looked back at Harry to find the raven-haired boy inches from his face. He could smell the sticky peppermint, and underneath it, the cinnamon scent that was uniquely Harry.

Harry stared straight into the other boy's silver eyes and knew he couldn't hold back anymore. He dropped the candy cane and pressed his sticky, sweet lips against Draco's soft pink ones. He moaned when Draco let him in his mouth and their tongues battled. The blond tasted just like candy cane, no matter that he hadn't eaten one recently. They broke apart, gasping.

Oh my god did Harry just kiss me? Draco thought to himself. He licked his lips, which had gotten sticky from Harry's. He met Harry's eyes and saw that the other boy was grinning.

"What?'

"Nothing. It's just that, I thought I was going to have to slowly get you to like me, but it seems the job has already been done." Harry replied, his grin widening.

"Not quite." Draco murmured huskily, making the hairs on Harry's back stand up. "There's still one more thing to do."

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A while later Draco and Harry lay next to each other, panting.

"That was great" Draco gasped.

"I know." Harry smirked, shrinking back from Draco's hand when it smacked him on the head.

They lay in silence for a while, content, until Harry suddenly started chuckling.

"What?"

"I guess this means we're on the naughty list, then. No presents for us." Harry teased.

"I think Santa will make an exception for us two." Draco played along. "After all, sex is an act of love.

Harry snorted. "Only if the two having sex love each other."

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Finally Harry was falling asleep when Draco said, "So are we or aren't we?"

"Aren't we what?"

"On the naughty list?"

"Argh!"

A/N I know, I know, I should be updating Wildfire Flames, but I HAD to write a Christmas story!!! Don't worry, I'll update Wildfire Flames soon, I PROMISE. But for now, review this story! And if you all want me to put in the in-between part (the actual sex) just review me and tell me and I just email it to you or if enough people want it I'll post it as a second chapter. For now I'll say the story is complete. Anyways, I'm off to help my mom clean…and clean…and clean some more for all the company we're gonna have. Merry Christmas!