My Forbidden Angel
So... Uh... This is my Drarry... My first to be exact. I write alot of boy on boy romance... But mostly bandcest. I hope you like it.
Chapter One: What is this?
Meet me out by the clock tower at midnight. -DM Harry re-read the note over and over, trying to find the catch. He couldnt be serious, Draco Malfoy hated me.
I would go, obviously, even if it was a trap. I was Harry Potter, The boy who lived, I couldnt help it, I never turned anything like this down.
Should I tell Ron and Hermione? Yes. Was I going to? No.
It was quarter till midnight by now, and I still had to make it all the way from the Griffendor tower to the clock tower. Siletly I slung my invisability cloak over my body, sheilding it from all eyes before sneaking out into the dark corriders.
I slipped down the hall, the moonlight lighting my way. Eventually I made it to the clock tower, five minutes after midnight. Malfoy was there, staring into the night
"Malfoy." I said, letting my cloak fall off.
"Potter." He replied, not looking at me. We stood there, silence falling around us. I was expecting someone to jump out from nowhere and throw a spell at me. But it didnt happen.
"Whats this about Malfoy?" I asked curiously.
He spun on his heel and looked at me, his eyes frustraited, "This is about why I cant stop thinking about you. Why I cant find myself able to hurt you. Why I cant get your stupid beautiful face out of my head."
"Wait... What?" Had he just called me beautiful...? What the bloody hell was going on.
He stalked forward until he was standing right infront of me, grabbing the front of my robes like he was going to hit me. Then his lips met mine.
It felt amazing, it felt right. I lifted my hands to tangle my long fingers in his silky blonde hair, his were clutching my robes tight.
His lips were soft and smooth, pressed against my slightly chapped ones. My back met the wall as Malfoy softly pushed me against it, his wet tongue sliding along my bottom lip. My lips parted and our tongues met, tangling together passionately.
Eventually we stopped, our kiss slowing to the point of nothing. His pale cheeks were tinged with red, and Im sure mine were too.
"D-Draco?" I stuttered out and he stepped away, running a hand through his already messy hair.
"Dont speak of it. Ever. Dont tell anyone. This night never happened, you hear me?" He muttered out before jogging silently away.
I stood there, in the light of the moon by that window, fingers pressed to my swollen lips for another ten minutes or so before I finally went back to my chamber. I dreamt of Malfoy that night, wondering what was going through that gorgeous head of his, and wondering why he kissed me. What that kiss meant. Though I would do as he said and never meantion it again, I couldnt help but wonder.
Even if curiosity did kill the cat.
_ MY MUM SAYS THAT I LIKE GAY PORN. SHE SAYS THATS WEIRD. AND UNNATURAL FOR ME TO READ. My reply was "Its hot mam, shut up." and went back to writing eue. Im such a good kid. Lololol and I blame the 'curiosity killed the cat' thing on the fact that I watched Alice In Wonderland earlier, and the Cheshire Cat thing. Yeahh XD
~Bree