ANDEL CLAD IN BLACK
Disclaimer I don't own Harry or Draco ::sniff:: Blah. Blah. Blah!
Summary Harry spots Draco at a muggle club and sparks fly, literally.
Notes This is my first ff ever, so don't be too mean. I do accept flames, as long as it helps to improve my writing. And I know I change point of view twice, so please don't tell me, I know I'm blonde. Ok??
*** The music pounded in his head, lights blinded his sight, as he sat in the corner of the club. Muggles dancing to the rhythmic beat. He didn't much care for muggles, but Harry had to admit, they could get a party started just with and electric guitar and a dark place to dance. He was just starting to get bored, and pull out a cigarette, when something, or more precisely, someone, caught his eye, and pale blond boy twirling is own cigarette in between his fingers, and looking pretty bored with watching muggles dance. His head bobbed a bit with the music, as if wanting to join them, but not finding the courage to.
Harry knew the sexy beast of course. They had been enemies since they met on the train ride to Hogwarts. But he saw him now in a whole new light. And this was not the strobe lights talking. All he sees is this angel clad in black.
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Draco senses eyes upon him. He tries to ignore it, but he feel the eyes wonder over his whole body, including below the belt. He looks up to find bright green eyes. Innocent, playful eyes, yet, mysterious and hut. He loses him self in those emerald pools of passion. He finally pulls himself out the look over the beholder's body. The built muscles of a fit seeker do not surprise him. His messy midnight hair sexily covering his left eye. And suddenly the raven-haired boy in standing, and sits himself right next to him.
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Why I got up from my previous post, (and a good one at that) I don't know. All I know is, I am under is spell, and my lips ache to caress his. My heart pounds in my chest when he smiles over at me. ~And what an enchanting smile it is. I wonder why he has hidden that shy smile for seven years?~ I smile back, but with a seductive glint in my eyes.
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The pale blonde leans in, hesitating right before his lips touch the other boy's, but recovers quickly and . ::boom:: ::crack:: ::snap:: ::crackle:: ::pop:: A dozen firecrackers exploded in their faces, causing Harry to whip out his wand. And Draco to screech like a girl and cover his mouth in horror. Four drunken muggles gave each other high-fives and ran off cackling. Harry sat down sighing and with a small smile playing across his face. Draco, still covering his mouth, looked in disbelief as Harry casually stashed away his wand. "Now. Where were we? Hmmm?" Harry speaks for the first time that night, his voice the only thing Draco can hear, despite the throbbing music. The jet- black haired boy gently removes the blonde's hand form his open mouth and ever so gently, yet hungrily, kisses him with a sweet passion.
*** fini ***
Disclaimer I don't own Harry or Draco ::sniff:: Blah. Blah. Blah!
Summary Harry spots Draco at a muggle club and sparks fly, literally.
Notes This is my first ff ever, so don't be too mean. I do accept flames, as long as it helps to improve my writing. And I know I change point of view twice, so please don't tell me, I know I'm blonde. Ok??
*** The music pounded in his head, lights blinded his sight, as he sat in the corner of the club. Muggles dancing to the rhythmic beat. He didn't much care for muggles, but Harry had to admit, they could get a party started just with and electric guitar and a dark place to dance. He was just starting to get bored, and pull out a cigarette, when something, or more precisely, someone, caught his eye, and pale blond boy twirling is own cigarette in between his fingers, and looking pretty bored with watching muggles dance. His head bobbed a bit with the music, as if wanting to join them, but not finding the courage to.
Harry knew the sexy beast of course. They had been enemies since they met on the train ride to Hogwarts. But he saw him now in a whole new light. And this was not the strobe lights talking. All he sees is this angel clad in black.
***
Draco senses eyes upon him. He tries to ignore it, but he feel the eyes wonder over his whole body, including below the belt. He looks up to find bright green eyes. Innocent, playful eyes, yet, mysterious and hut. He loses him self in those emerald pools of passion. He finally pulls himself out the look over the beholder's body. The built muscles of a fit seeker do not surprise him. His messy midnight hair sexily covering his left eye. And suddenly the raven-haired boy in standing, and sits himself right next to him.
***
Why I got up from my previous post, (and a good one at that) I don't know. All I know is, I am under is spell, and my lips ache to caress his. My heart pounds in my chest when he smiles over at me. ~And what an enchanting smile it is. I wonder why he has hidden that shy smile for seven years?~ I smile back, but with a seductive glint in my eyes.
***
The pale blonde leans in, hesitating right before his lips touch the other boy's, but recovers quickly and . ::boom:: ::crack:: ::snap:: ::crackle:: ::pop:: A dozen firecrackers exploded in their faces, causing Harry to whip out his wand. And Draco to screech like a girl and cover his mouth in horror. Four drunken muggles gave each other high-fives and ran off cackling. Harry sat down sighing and with a small smile playing across his face. Draco, still covering his mouth, looked in disbelief as Harry casually stashed away his wand. "Now. Where were we? Hmmm?" Harry speaks for the first time that night, his voice the only thing Draco can hear, despite the throbbing music. The jet- black haired boy gently removes the blonde's hand form his open mouth and ever so gently, yet hungrily, kisses him with a sweet passion.
*** fini ***