Story title: Next time don't look down!
Author: RandomBabbling
Chapter: 7. 'YAY! THE KISSING SCENE!'
Rating: PG-13 for mild cussing and some sweet sweet Slash!
Homophobes, turn round and head for the door, if you don't like it don't read it! *glares*
Plot: Harry challenges Draco to a race. Draco falls off his broom. Slash is beginning to creep into the plot, and how are our two yummy boys going to get out of this one?
Pairings: Harry/Draco (YAY 4 HP/DM!)
*A/N* I don't own them so don't sue! If ya even try, I'll hex you, ya muggle!
This chapter is dedicated to my sister's (Doodle Bug) kooky gothic friend Abbi. Couldn't have managed the kissing scene without you!
K, peeps, listen up, this chapter has ACTUAL SLASH! WAHEY!
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Chapter 7: YAY! THE KISSING SCENE!
***
They stared into each others eyes for a moment, again.
'Oh my god, those lips look so kissable...I wonder what it would be like to - No...Don't even go there...'
Everything else seemed to fade out as Harry felt himself lean in towards Draco, towards those soft, tantalising lips, just a shade darker than the rest of his skin.
'OK then...Look's like I'm going there...'
Draco felt his breath catch in his throat. Why was Harry looking at him like that?
'What...But he...Could he...Is he...? Oh shit...'
He felt himself start to lean in towards Harry. In a moment their lips would touch.
***
Draco couldn't breathe. He was too confused to remember to inhale.
'No...NO! Stop it! You're a Malfoy...Malfoy's do NOT kiss guys! Don't go any closer, Draco, don't you dare!'
He stopped leaning forward, opening his eyes slightly and peering out from beneath his sweeping pale lashes. Harry was only centimetres away from him.
His lips looked so soft and juicy. Draco could almost imagine what they'd taste like.
'Oh, to hell with it!'
Casting all sanity aside, Draco leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, and kissed him.
(A/N; At BLOODY last!)
Their lips colided with a startled "Umff!" from Harry and a satisfied "Mmm..." from Draco.
'Oh, he tastes good!'
Harry shivered as he felt Draco's tongue gently push it's way past his lips and down his throat, exploring cautiously all the way.
He felt dirty and disgusted but some small part of his body felt a tingle of excitement, an excitement that grew until it had engulfed him and before he could help himself he started to kiss back.
This was more than he'd had hoped for. He'd been imagining this for a hell of long time, although until now he'd never realised that the boy or girl he'd been dreaming of had been Draco all along.
Harry was pleased to discover that Draco tasted a lot better than his own red pillow had when he'd been practising.
They parted briefly for a quick breath before joining together again in a desperate tangle of arms and legs and before either of them knew what had happened, Draco felt cold wet dirt against his back as Harry pushed him down and captured his lips for a third time.
Draco felt the fire and passion in himself, mirrored in Harry, and it felt so good he wanted to scream.
The force of Harry's kiss was amazing, his teeth accidently cutting Draco's lips, the pain only making his blood burn fiercer. In response, Draco circled his arms around Harry's back, holding him against his chest and soon the light tender kisses became burning and passionate...
"HOOOOUUUUUWWWWWWWLLLLLLLL....!"
As the chilling howl of a wolf echoed through the forest, the two boys strang apart in shock, gasping and panting.
Draco pulled himself up out of the mud and stared at Harry as though he'd just announced that he was Snape in disguise.
"Wha..what the..." Harry gasped, looking in wonder at Draco, whose frightened and startled expression matched his own almost exactly.
Draco finished the sentence while Harry just stared. "..What the hell was that?!"
"What?" Harry's eyes widened in disappointment and shock.
'Does that mean he didn't like it? Am I so awful he didn't even realise that was supposed to be a kiss?'
The shock of it all had made Harry forget the minor detail that Draco had been the one kissing him, not the other way around.
"I said, what the hell was that noise?" Draco repeated, looking around frantically, "You heard it, right?"
Harry let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, that's what you meant. I thought-"
His comment was cut short as another blood-curdling howl cut through the air, sounding much closer.
Harry jumped in fright as Draco lurched forward and grabbed hold of Harry's robes, clinging to him like lint, only a lot more attractive.
He could feel Draco shaking with a lot more than the cold.
As though only just realising what he was doing, he let go of Harry and tried to stand up.
"Hey, wait a minute, let me help you." Harry protested, struggling to his feet, which was strangely difficult seeing as right now they seemed to feel amazingly like jelly, and offering out his arm.
Draco gladly took hold of it and let him pull him up, wincing as he put weight on his injured leg. "We need to get out of here." He said simply.
"Was that a werewolf, Draco?" Harry asked shakily, only just noticing how dark it was, and how he had that peculiar feeling that they were being watched by something not entirely human.
His blonde partner nodded slightly, "I think so."
Harry gulped.
"We need to get back to Hogwarts..." Draco continued.
"Damn right. Which way?" Harry answered, wrapping his other arm protectively around Draco's waist, letting him lean against him.
Draco looked up into Harry's eyes in shock. "What? You mean you don't know?"
"No. Should I?" He asked.
Harry's knees turned to jelly again as Draco pressed his body a little closer against him in fear.
"But if you don't know the way out...And I don't know the way out...Then we're-"
"Lost." Harry finished, looking around in growing concern, "Oh man this isn't good."
"Definetly not good."
~TBC~
Phew, that's the kissing scene done!
Thnx to Abbi, my sister's kooky gothic friend, for helping me with it. I hope she doesn't mind me changing the words a little, the unedited version stuck out like a sore-thumb compared to my awful scribblings...
Good luck with your karate!Draco 'ficcie! *waves*
Anyway, I hope you guys didn't think this chapter sucked all THAT much...I'll work go work on the ending now...
Oh, and in case you're wondering, they're both still in shock, so that's why it still hasn't sunk in that they just kissed.
We're sort it out in the next one, OK?
*scuttles off, wobbling slightly, with a glass of Midouri in one hand and a pen in the other*
Author: RandomBabbling
Chapter: 7. 'YAY! THE KISSING SCENE!'
Rating: PG-13 for mild cussing and some sweet sweet Slash!
Homophobes, turn round and head for the door, if you don't like it don't read it! *glares*
Plot: Harry challenges Draco to a race. Draco falls off his broom. Slash is beginning to creep into the plot, and how are our two yummy boys going to get out of this one?
Pairings: Harry/Draco (YAY 4 HP/DM!)
*A/N* I don't own them so don't sue! If ya even try, I'll hex you, ya muggle!
This chapter is dedicated to my sister's (Doodle Bug) kooky gothic friend Abbi. Couldn't have managed the kissing scene without you!
K, peeps, listen up, this chapter has ACTUAL SLASH! WAHEY!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 7: YAY! THE KISSING SCENE!
***
They stared into each others eyes for a moment, again.
'Oh my god, those lips look so kissable...I wonder what it would be like to - No...Don't even go there...'
Everything else seemed to fade out as Harry felt himself lean in towards Draco, towards those soft, tantalising lips, just a shade darker than the rest of his skin.
'OK then...Look's like I'm going there...'
Draco felt his breath catch in his throat. Why was Harry looking at him like that?
'What...But he...Could he...Is he...? Oh shit...'
He felt himself start to lean in towards Harry. In a moment their lips would touch.
***
Draco couldn't breathe. He was too confused to remember to inhale.
'No...NO! Stop it! You're a Malfoy...Malfoy's do NOT kiss guys! Don't go any closer, Draco, don't you dare!'
He stopped leaning forward, opening his eyes slightly and peering out from beneath his sweeping pale lashes. Harry was only centimetres away from him.
His lips looked so soft and juicy. Draco could almost imagine what they'd taste like.
'Oh, to hell with it!'
Casting all sanity aside, Draco leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, and kissed him.
(A/N; At BLOODY last!)
Their lips colided with a startled "Umff!" from Harry and a satisfied "Mmm..." from Draco.
'Oh, he tastes good!'
Harry shivered as he felt Draco's tongue gently push it's way past his lips and down his throat, exploring cautiously all the way.
He felt dirty and disgusted but some small part of his body felt a tingle of excitement, an excitement that grew until it had engulfed him and before he could help himself he started to kiss back.
This was more than he'd had hoped for. He'd been imagining this for a hell of long time, although until now he'd never realised that the boy or girl he'd been dreaming of had been Draco all along.
Harry was pleased to discover that Draco tasted a lot better than his own red pillow had when he'd been practising.
They parted briefly for a quick breath before joining together again in a desperate tangle of arms and legs and before either of them knew what had happened, Draco felt cold wet dirt against his back as Harry pushed him down and captured his lips for a third time.
Draco felt the fire and passion in himself, mirrored in Harry, and it felt so good he wanted to scream.
The force of Harry's kiss was amazing, his teeth accidently cutting Draco's lips, the pain only making his blood burn fiercer. In response, Draco circled his arms around Harry's back, holding him against his chest and soon the light tender kisses became burning and passionate...
"HOOOOUUUUUWWWWWWWLLLLLLLL....!"
As the chilling howl of a wolf echoed through the forest, the two boys strang apart in shock, gasping and panting.
Draco pulled himself up out of the mud and stared at Harry as though he'd just announced that he was Snape in disguise.
"Wha..what the..." Harry gasped, looking in wonder at Draco, whose frightened and startled expression matched his own almost exactly.
Draco finished the sentence while Harry just stared. "..What the hell was that?!"
"What?" Harry's eyes widened in disappointment and shock.
'Does that mean he didn't like it? Am I so awful he didn't even realise that was supposed to be a kiss?'
The shock of it all had made Harry forget the minor detail that Draco had been the one kissing him, not the other way around.
"I said, what the hell was that noise?" Draco repeated, looking around frantically, "You heard it, right?"
Harry let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, that's what you meant. I thought-"
His comment was cut short as another blood-curdling howl cut through the air, sounding much closer.
Harry jumped in fright as Draco lurched forward and grabbed hold of Harry's robes, clinging to him like lint, only a lot more attractive.
He could feel Draco shaking with a lot more than the cold.
As though only just realising what he was doing, he let go of Harry and tried to stand up.
"Hey, wait a minute, let me help you." Harry protested, struggling to his feet, which was strangely difficult seeing as right now they seemed to feel amazingly like jelly, and offering out his arm.
Draco gladly took hold of it and let him pull him up, wincing as he put weight on his injured leg. "We need to get out of here." He said simply.
"Was that a werewolf, Draco?" Harry asked shakily, only just noticing how dark it was, and how he had that peculiar feeling that they were being watched by something not entirely human.
His blonde partner nodded slightly, "I think so."
Harry gulped.
"We need to get back to Hogwarts..." Draco continued.
"Damn right. Which way?" Harry answered, wrapping his other arm protectively around Draco's waist, letting him lean against him.
Draco looked up into Harry's eyes in shock. "What? You mean you don't know?"
"No. Should I?" He asked.
Harry's knees turned to jelly again as Draco pressed his body a little closer against him in fear.
"But if you don't know the way out...And I don't know the way out...Then we're-"
"Lost." Harry finished, looking around in growing concern, "Oh man this isn't good."
"Definetly not good."
~TBC~
Phew, that's the kissing scene done!
Thnx to Abbi, my sister's kooky gothic friend, for helping me with it. I hope she doesn't mind me changing the words a little, the unedited version stuck out like a sore-thumb compared to my awful scribblings...
Good luck with your karate!Draco 'ficcie! *waves*
Anyway, I hope you guys didn't think this chapter sucked all THAT much...I'll work go work on the ending now...
Oh, and in case you're wondering, they're both still in shock, so that's why it still hasn't sunk in that they just kissed.
We're sort it out in the next one, OK?
*scuttles off, wobbling slightly, with a glass of Midouri in one hand and a pen in the other*