Let me know what you think. My friend and I did this on a whim really late at night.
I sat nervously in potions class awaiting the news of who my midterm project partner would be, but I already know who. I still get a lump in my throat every time I think of when Lord Voldemort gave me and Snape the task of poisoning Potter. Potter, even with his highbrow morals and foul conceitedness, the thought of harming him somehow seemed unnatural to me.
"Draco," I jumped as Snape called out my name. "You will be paired with Mister Potter."
I could hear his groan in protest from across the room.
It had been weeks since the pairing and I've postponed this meeting as long as possible, but this is the last night. It had to be done.
Every second I sat in the empty potions room awaiting potter my heart raced in agony of what I was about to do. That's when I heard the door creek open. I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see.
Harry glides into the room, his hair glistening from a recent steamy shower. His pajamas clung to his semi-built chest. My jaw dropped. I was absolutely speechless.
He approached the table giving me a weird look. I immediately closed my jaw and remembered the task at hand. My entire body became heavy, as if protesting what I needed to do. The task was simple, finish potion of Sladona, which Potter will believe is Lavera, which makes you levitate for five minutes and have Harry test it.
He came up beside me and swiftly sat down in a huff, giving me a swirl of his scent. I suddenly feel the rush of blood to my nether regions. But I was still determined with my life at risk. I gained my composure and we started the task at hand.
Together we followed the instructions quietly, but I couldn't stop myself from glancing over every once in a while to catch another intoxicating detail of his smoldering face and still damp body.
I thought I could still go on, I thought my brain could overpower my heart until our hands brushed. Electricity is all I could feel and Harry is all I could see, but the potion was done and before I knew it he brought the phial to his lips. Before I could even second guess myself I violently shoved the potion out of his hand letting it shatter against the floor. He barely had time to register what had happened before I grabbed his soft neck and plunged our lips together.
I braced myself to be reprimanded, but instead he gave into the kiss. With every electrifying movement of our lips I fell in love a little harder. After a few smoldering minutes we pulled away from each other and just gazed into each others eyes. Knowingly. Lovingly…