Aquamentillias more commonly known as the mentil, is a very rare, warm water plant. Although it can be fatal if wrongly used it is a very common ingredient in potions. Its uses include slowing down the brain molecules permitting its user to -
Draco stopped reading, it was the third time he had attempted to read the paragraph about water plants and he still could not remember a word of it. His potions essay was going no where and he was starting to get a head ache in the eerie quiet of the library. Draco looked up, across the row of books, towards the reason he was not getting any work done. Harry Potter, the distracting idiot.
Harry was drumming his fingers on the table, every so often passing a hand through his already messy black hair. Draco wished he could pass his hands through Potter's hair like that. He quickly dismissed that thought and tried to look away but, precisely at that moment, the other boy looked up, noticed Draco and ... smiled. Smiled?! What was that idiot smiling about now. That stupid grin. That happy twinkle in his perfect green eyes. Draco could not take it anymore, he slammed the book closed on the table (earning himself many disapproving glares) and walked out of the library. He was too lost in thought about what he wished to do to Potter that he did not notice the other boy following him until it was too late. He felt a hand grab his wrist and next thing he knew they were in some sort of small broom cupboard.
"I'll have you know, I'm claustrophobic Potter." Draco said putting as much scorn into the comment as he could. The other boy only shrugged.
"What were you thinking about in the library?" He asked.
"That Aquamentillias also known as mentil, which can be fatal if -" Draco was cut short as he felt two soft lips press against his. He pulled away just enough to say:
"Okay, I lied. I was thinking about how much of an idiot you are."
"Shut up, Malfoy." He did not need much convincing as Harry started kissing him again. He had his back against the wall, Harry's hand in his hair, his own arms around Harry's waist. Draco let a little moan escape as Harry's tongue brushed his lips. After a few minutes Harry pulled away, leaving both boys panting.
"How's your claustrophobia going Malfoy?" Harry asked grinning.
"I'm sure I can survive in here a few more minutes."
"Don't worry you won't have to endure it much longer." Harry said as he planted one final, quick kiss on Draco 's lips and stepped out of the small room. "Well, see you around."
Draco, by himself once again, was glad to be wearing school robes as he stepped out of the cupboard, shaking his head at the idiot that was Harry Potter.