Disclaimer: Characters and setting belong to jkr. Plot and writing belong to my friends.
Notes: Hey everyone! I haven't posted my fic on here in a long long time and I think I'm going to rewrite it a ton, but anyway here's a little drapple/fluff that is/isn't drarry that my friends wrote!
(Harry's POV is underlined and Draco's POV is italics.)
The thought of Harry burned up his insides and consumed his brain.
He couldn't resist Harry when he wore that V neck t shirt...
His neckline hung low and triggered Draco's long forgotten desire...
He tried to stop himself of thinking of him but he just couldn't...
He spent his entire life trying to hate this boy but now...he never thought he would end up wanting to do things...
Draco just couldn't control himself. Harry's shirt hugged his muscular stomach and every little move showed off his washboard abs.
The strong lingering scent of cologne drew Draco in...he wanted to touch him...to feel him...
Harry grabbed Draco roughly and pulled him closer.
"H-Harry don't..I won't be able to stop myself."
He never noticed how attractive Harry's messy hair was...or how his eyes shone like moonstones,
He never looked at another man with so much affection...
Everything about Harry was just...not like anyone else
His strong heart, his courageous will, Draco couldn't contain himself...he needed to show his affection.
Harry wanted Draco to be his whole world, and Draco obliged.
Draco took off his jacket.
Harry smiles, and takes draco's jacket for him
as he bends to place the jacket on the floor, his eyes meet draco's.
Draco states into his endless beautiful eyes
Why hadn't he noticed before?
And without warning Harry is suddenly lost in a sea of hopeless desire.
Draco gazed into his eyes
He found will, bravery, and something he just couldn't lay his finger on...
It couldn't be...
Just like he'd never layed a finger on Harry.
But that was about to change
Surely Harry didn't have the same feelings...
Harry reached for Draco, his hands shaking with suppressed need.
Draco was surprised...did Harry want to slap him?
There was no way he felt the same...is there?
Seeing Draco recoil, Harry knew he didn't have much time.
He couldn't see why Harry would like such a vile man like himself
He flinched in regret of his previous actions.
He grasped Draco's head in his hands,
Gently,
Softly.
"H-Harry what are you doing?!"
"Shhh, Draco."
"All will be well."
"No Harry if you get any closer..."
"I can't handle this..."
"The temptation...it's eating me"
"Maybe I can help you with that..."
"It's eating me alive Harry"
He leads Draco down into a dark basement, quietly soothing his fears
"Draco, there's something I've always wanted to do with you..."
"Harry, what are you talking about?"
"Just come in." Harry opens a door that Draco didn't notice earlier.
"Harry wait!"
"I don't think we're supposed to be here."
"That never stopped me before."
Harry whispers as he pulls him in.
"Harry I can't see." Draco and quickly grasps Harry's hand.
"That's okay Draco, just trust me. "
"I'll hold you close."
"What are we doing? If we get caught, it's detention!"
"Draco, we'd just be there together! Don't worry."
He pulls Draco close.
"Wow Harry when'd you become so...*whispers* sweet..."
Feeling draco's breath warm the air around his face
He leans in
And whispers to Draco
"Your father will hear about this."
Were those tears that wet Harry's cheeks as he pushed Draco into the sewers deep beneath Hogwarts?
I guess only Harry knows.
the end.
