Harry growled and glance at Draco with a strange emotion on his face. "Move the stupid thing."
Draco gasped and his rose lips opened in protest.
The Boy Who Lived wanted to kiss them soundly. It was the only way that Draco would not talk sometimes. However, all his concentration was centered on what Draco was doing. There was no room for anything else.
"I can't do it, Harry." Draco started to pull away but Harry's hand stopped him from doing so.
He pointed at him and spoke up quietly. "Draco, I'm dead serious. You will finish what you started or I swear I will never talk to you again." He watched as Draco settled back down and smiled like a cat with crème.
The blonde pouted and looked at his boyfriend through his lashes. "I don't want to hurt you, Harry."
Harry's eyebrows flew up and he contemplated that for a moment. Minutes passed before he spoke up. "You won't Draco. Just do what you have to do." He saw Draco nod in the dim light of the library. His heart sped up as he watched the Slytherin reached downward.
"If you really say so."
"I do."
Malfoy paused once more. "Are you really sure about this?"
Harry rolled his eyes in response to Draco's question. "Of course."
"Okay, then. Check Mate."
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