A/N: So I dont currently have plans to write out a whole story for 'What she missed' I got such a overwelming reply to it, I'm going to write out scenes as they come to me. So here it is, inspired by Lady Antebellum's "we owned the night"
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Harry smiled softly as he ran a hand down Draco's back, resting on his side as he studied the blond laying in his bed, in tangled sheets and sleeping peacefully. Biting his lip as he spread his hand out across his back he sighed, feeling the smaller man's body raise and fall with each breath."I wish I knew how to tell you..."He muttered. But he knew, like Draco did, that it was just this once. Just once to get it out of their systems so they could go on with their lives.
The blond wasn't a classic beauty, though where ever he went, he did draw attention. He just had a way of entering a room, and looking as if he knew the world adored him, even if everyone present couldn't stand him. Sharp angular features were almost to much, the platinum of his hair almost to bright to be appealing...yet Harry couldn't help but want to stare at Draco. He was beautiful...not that he'd ever call him that. He was liable to be casturated if he did. Whenever their eyes met, smoky grey with emerald green, the world stood still.
Closing his eyes he laid back, pretending to not notice when the sleeping man stirred, slipped away. Tried not to let it break his heart, as the other went back to his wife.
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Harry raised his glass, sipping his wine as he watched the blon couple dance. And his heart hurt as he watched, because they were beautiful together. Swallowing hard he looked at his glass before he tossed his drink back, feeling the alcohol burn on it's way down. He wanted more, he wanted Draco's stolen kisses, and life altering words.
It hurt to watch, to imagine, because it was painful to see. Because he knew what it was like to see that lithe body wrapped up in a blanket, lazy with pleasure. Wincing a little as he realized he'd been staring, and meeting smokey eyes. In that moment, the world stood still.
And he knew he was screwed. He wanted so much more.