"What the hell happened? I feel like I got hit by the Hogwarts express" harry moaned. His entire body ached, his hips, his arms. Harry turned his head to go back to sleep, but say a slightly snoring blonde slytherin sleep next to him, buck naked, holding a little stuffed cat.

"Oh please tell me we didn't" he whispered to himself, looking around the room. There was multi flavored lube containers scattered around the floor, their clothes were everywhere. Harry sighed and silently got up and went to take a shower. As the hot water rinsed his body, washing himself and his hair, he couldn't help but relax. He peaked out behind the shower curtain, to see that Draco was still snoring slightly. He washed all the soap off, and wrapped a towel around his waist. He quickly got dressed, pulling on jeans and a tight t shirt and quietly leaving his bedroom. He went straight to the coffee machine and started a fresh batch. He poured himself a cup and went to sit down on the couch.

"OH MY GOD!" he heard Draco scream, and harry chuckled.

"I'm out here Malfoy" he called, and Draco came out with only his jeans on.

"What happened?" he demaned, taking the cup from harry.

"Oi! That's my coffee" he said, and Draco glared.

"What happened last night?" he asked.

"I'm assuming we had a whole hell of a lot of sex last night. I remember we both got wasted, and after that it's just a blur. Can I have my coffee back now?" he asked, and Draco sighed and gave it back. Harry looked up at him, and saw that Malfoy's were brimming with tears.

"Draco… are you ok?" he asked, and he shook his head.

"I didn't want our first time to be in a drunken state of disarray. I wanted it to be special" he said, sniffling.

"You mean… you like me?" he asked, and Draco nodded. Harry put his cup on the coffee table ( how original) and went to take his hands in his.

"I like you too. Maybe a little bit more that like" he said, and Draco looked at him. Draco quickly pressed his lips to harrys. The kissed started up slow, but then quickly escalated. They made their way, lips locked, to their bedroom and harry shot the door with his foot. Maybe waking up next to the adorable slytherin wasn't such a bad thing after all.