Talk to me, Potter: A short Drarry Fanfiction
Harry was leaving from dinner in the great hall. He had a billon things on his mind, so all he wanted to do was lie down on his four poster bed and relax.
As Harry was walking down the corridor, he was interrupted from his thoughts by a certain blonde Slytherin.
"Where are you going, Potter?" Draco Malfoy asked him.
Harry ignored him, and continued walking. He really wasn't in the mood for Malfoy's nonsense right now.
"I said, where are you going, Pothead?" He spoke slightly louder than he had the first time.
Harry was still silent. This pissed Draco off.
"Ignoring me, are you, Scarface?" he sneered.
He still said nothing.
"Where's the weasel and his little Mudblood girlfriend?" Malfoy taunted, "How are your parents, Potter? Dead?"
Harry was really angry now, and was having a tough time fighting back words. He wouldn't let Malfoy get a rise out of him; that was just what he wanted.
Draco knew how insecure it made him sound but he needed Potter to talk to him.
Draco, with his seeker reflexes, grabbed Harry by his wrist, lifted his hands above his head, and pushed him up against the wall. Harry simply stared at him, as though nothing had happened.
"Still not speaking?" asked Malfoy. Harry sighed and lazily closed his eyes.
Draco thought for a second, when it hit him. "I think I know a way to get you to talk, Potter," He purred, in low, smooth voice.
Harry's eyes shot open when Draco's lips were pushed up against his own. For a few seconds, Harry was unresponsive, but then he began to kiss back.
Draco mentally smirked in triumph when he noticed this. He bit down on the Gryffindor's bottom lip, causing him to moan in pleasure. They parted lips slightly and Draco slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth. The blonde enjoyed Harry's taste of chocolate frogs and Butterbeer. As the kiss got more passionate, they could each feel their pants getting tighter, and their now throbbing erections growing faster. After awhile, Draco and Harry pulled away with bruising lips, gasping for air.
"Merlin, Malfoy," Was all Harry could choke out.
Draco smiled and leaned towards Harry's ear, "I told you I knew a way to get you to talk."