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And I know it's probably not the best because it's rushed. SORRY... but I still hope you all enjoy it ;)
i've been busy reading harry potter ... hah hah hah im so funny
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A week had passed and Draco and Harry were in the weird, awkward, flirting stage. Where they were really nice to each other but not so open yet.
"Draco, could you please pass me my book?" Harry asked politely. It was the late evening of a Saturday and Harry was getting really bored.
Draco smiled as though he had an idea. Which he did. "It's a nice cool evening, and the weather's great, let's go place some quidditch!"
Harry suddenly brightened up at the thought of flying again. He hadn't flown since like, 3rd-4th year. "Yes! Yes, yes!"
Draco laughed. "You're so cute when you're happy."
Did Draco just call him cute?
"Are you going to get ready?" Draco asked when he caught Harry gazing.
"Oh right, of course…" Harry said awkwardly.
They left after getting changed into something suitable for flying on a broom. Then Draco grabbed something small from a box next to his trunk and his broomstick. Harry grabbed his broom as well.
They were pretty surprised to see literally nobody was at the quidditch pitch or anywhere near. Perfect.
Once they got on the quidditch pitch Draco opened his hand to reveal a golden snitch.
"Where'd you get that?" Harry gasped.
"Snitched it from my father," Draco said proudly. Harry smiled.
Draco let go of the snitch and they both waited about three seconds before mounting their brooms and zooming off into the air after the snitch. The wind blew heavily on Harry's face as he rushed upwards. Then he slowly stopped to just hover there, keeping an eye out on the snitch.
Harry could see Draco on the other side of the pitch also trying to look for the snitch that was yet to be found. Draco was concentrating so hard, he looked rather determined to beat Harry in this game that was supposed to be just friendly. Harry laughed at the thought. Draco probably couldn't stand losing again.
Several minutes passed and both boys had searched the pitch entirely. Harry found himself staring at Draco. He lost a little bit of balance and wobbled on his broom.
Draco, who Harry thought was not looking, decided to comment. "Training for the ballet, Potter?"
"Oh, shut up," Harry flushed. He remembered their game in second year when Draco had said the same thing. It was at that moment that the snitch decided to appear beside Draco's ear. Like last time, Draco was too busy smirking to notice that there was the golden snitch right beside him. Harry dived for it. Draco raced after Harry. Harry swore that this game was exactly like the one in second year but without the cursed bludger.
They were racing for the snitch, both of them trying to beat the other. Harry could feel Draco's robes swoosh against him as they raced. The snitch was now almost in arm's reach. Harry extended his arm and could feel the snitch's wings. Then Draco tried to reach too, but he instead fell towards Harry and knocked them both of their brooms. Luckily they were very close to the ground.
Draco landed on top of Harry, his hand over Harry's, which was holding the snitch. Draco realised that he had lost. "I hate you!"
Their faces were so close to each other and Harry could feel Draco's breathing on him. It was at that beautiful moment where Draco decided to lean in and kiss him. Nothing mattered more than Draco at that moment, not the snitch he was holding, or the broom that had probably fell and broke.
Harry kissed him back, and that's when he smiled into the kiss. His eyes were closed but he could see Harry more clearer than ever. Draco brought his hands and through Harry's messy black hair. He had never felt so alive. Losing the game didn't matter anymore. Harry's lips were soft and gentle, which Draco loved.
They finally broke apart and there was a moment of silence. Then Harry spoke. "Well that's an odd way of showing your hatred for me."
Draco laughed and blushed. He playfully smacked Harry's hair. "Bugger off!"
"Make me," Harry said, and with that, he leaned in for another kiss. This one was shorter but just as passionate.
"Harry as much as I would like to stay here and make out with you, could we go before anyone notices us?" Draco asked.
Harry gave him a lopsided smile. "You're the one on top of me, how am I supposed to get up?"
Draco's cheeks turned red and he rolled his eyes. He started standing up.
"You're such a pain in the arse, Harry."
"It was my arse that was on the hard ground the whole time, thank you very much!" Harry laughed.
The two of them walked back to their room, bickering. None of them mentioned what had happened at the quidditch pitch three minutes ago.
It was once they got safely in their room when they got awkward because of the privacy they are being given. Draco took Harry's hand and looked at the emerald green eyes. "Where were we?"
And with that their lips were pressed against each other and the world seemed brighter and better again. Both of them started walking to Draco's better, not letting each other go. They slumped on to Draco's bed and they positioned themselves with Harry sitting in Draco's lap with his legs around him.
Draco was holding Harry's head as the continued kissing. They broke apart to catch their breath. Draco was still holding Harry's head like it was the most precious thing in the world. He stared into Harry's eyes but Harry got embarrassed and looked away.
"Hey," Draco said to Harry in a very calm, soft, voice. "Look at me," Harry looked at Draco. "You're beautiful."
Harry laughed and shook his head. "Shut up," He buried his face into Draco's shirt.
"I'm not going to shut up. Because you're beautiful and I've never felt so gay in my life," Draco joked around.
"Maybe because you're snogging a bloke," Harry replied, letting go of his shirt. He took his glasses off.
"You're even more beautiful now, I can see your eyes clearer now," Draco said, gazing into Harry's eyes.
Harry rolled his eyes. "You're pathetic, now shut up and kiss me."
Draco obliged and leaned towards Harry and deeply kissed him. He let go again. "Did I mention that you were beautiful?"
Harry pressed his finger to Draco's lips to shut him up. Then his mouth took his fingers place. Harry laughed into the kiss.
Harry was still sitting in Draco's lap with his legs wrapped around him until Draco leaned back and suddenly Harry was on top of him. Harry had to admit, he was kind of nervous. Draco was now tugging at Harry's shirt like he wanted it to come off. Harry took a deep breath and slowly and hesitantly took it off. Draco smiled even more.
"Harry, I can't describe how beautiful you are right now," Draco mentioned. AGAIN.
"I hate you," Harry said as he kissed Draco again. As they were kissing Harry started unbuttoning Draco's shirt. Draco finished the task for him and soon both of them were shirtless and making out again.
They rolled over and Draco was now on top. He shook his head and laughed. Harry smiled. Draco looked down at Harry and started stroking him.
"Do I look like a blimmin cat to you Draco?" Harry asked, laughing.
"Yes actually, a very cute one too," Draco said, and with that, they were back to kissing.
"Draco, Draco, wait," Harry hesitated. The broke apart and both of them were slightly panting. "I don't want to go far."
Draco frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, no further than the waist, ok?" Harry said awkwardly.
"Bummer," Draco said playfully and pecked Harry half on the lips and half on his cheek. "But whatever you want scarhead, I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't feel ready for."
"Thank you," Harry said but Draco silenced him with another kiss.
Draco caressed Harry's face gently while they deeply and passionately kissed each other. Draco mumbled into Harry. "I love you."
Harry broke the kiss apart, wanting to say it back, but hesitating. "Draco, I, I…"
"Don't worry, you don't have to say anything, just kiss me," Draco said.
"Gladly," Harry replied, and they were kissing again. They rolled over again and now Harry was half on Draco. Draco looked sideways and down at Harry while Harry looked up. Draco's arms were around Harry in a very comfortable position. It looks like they were probably done for the night. They kissed a last time gently, and with that, they were asleep.
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