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Well, for anyone watching Euro 2004, Italy's game was a bit crap. No where near as good as they normally are, I'm very disappointed.

Btw, this chapter is getting a little slashy – not extreme but a little.

12. Storage cupboard rendezvous

Harry sat in his history class, head lying on the desk, desperately trying to keep his eyes open. On his left Ron was having even less luck than him, and was snoring softly with his head buried in the crook of his elbow. However, as usual, at the next desk, Hermione sat upright, furiously scribbling down notes.

Harry didn't know why she bothered. It wasn't like Mr Binns, the history teacher, who was so old who looked as if he'd already been embalmed and the undertakers were just waiting for him to drop dead, really cared. Every lesson he swept in and immediately began to drone on about things in his monotonous voice, that would've been interesting if the teacher wasn't so deathly boring.

Out the corner of his eye, he could just see Draco sitting next to Harry's team-mate, Blaise Zabini. For a moment, Harry was shocked. Draco was writing something down on a piece of paper, and Harry assumed that Hermione wasn't the only one paying attention. This assumption was shattered when he saw Draco fold up the piece of paper and pass it to the person sitting at the desk next to him.

Sighing, Harry propped his head on his hands and tried to at least look interested. He gave this up when the note that Draco had written landed on his desk.

Harry turned slightly to look at Draco, but the blond was looking pointedly ahead at Mr Binns.

Hands shaking ever so slightly, Harry unfolded the note and read it twice, going over the words in his head.

H – wait for me after class – we need to talk – D

Need to talk? That could mean so many things. If you were in a relationship with someone, it usually meant you were going to get dumped. So what did this mean? Did it mean Draco was going to hate him forever for kissing him yesterday?

He turned again, but now Draco was laughing about something with Blaise.

Harry glanced at the clock. Only seventeen...wait, nope, sixteen minutes left of class. Only problem was, in this class, even two minutes felt like two years.

However, it was as if someone had sped up the clock. In what seemed like only five minutes, the bell rung and the class began to leave.

Ron suddenly woke up at the noise and yawned widely. "You coming Harry?"

"Um...I have to talk to Binns about my essay."

"Okay, well, I'll see you in a few then."

"Uh hu."

Harry watched as Ron left with the rest of the class. Draco wasn't there. Harry sighed, guessing Draco was trying to trick him or had sent the note to the wrong person. Maybe he meant Hermione, it only said 'H'.

As he turned a corner, a slim, pale hand reached out and pulled Harry into a dusty and dark storage room.

"Draco?"

"Who were you expecting?"

"Never mind. You said we needed to talk."

"Yea."

There was a long, awkward pause, filled only by the sounds of them breathing.

"So...?"

"Yesterday. At the park. You kissed me."

"...Yes."

"Why?"

Harry frowned. "What do you mean why?"

"Well, did you do it to piss me off, or humiliate me or-?"

"Draco, I kissed you because I wanted to."

"Oh."

Again there was silence. Harry could hear his heart beating in his chest.

"You told me to figure out what I wanted. And then to come see you."

Harry nodded, not saying anything, unsure where this was going.

"I've figured out what I want. At least, I think I have."

Harry's heart began to beat faster, the sound filling his ears. "And?" he managed to choke out, his voice soundly oddly squeaky.

In the dark, Draco's gleaming blue eyes met Harry's glowing green ones. "Uh hu." He took a step towards Harry.

"And what would that be?"

"You."

Draco closed the gap between them and locked his arms around Harry's neck, pressing a kiss to his lips.

Harry gave a soft moan and moved forward slightly, pressing his body against Draco's and pushing him backwards gently so the blond was pressed against the wall.

(little slashy here - avert your eyes if you don't want to read)

"Harry," moaned Draco as te other boy kissed down his jaw line and to his neck.

Harry bit down lightly on the soft skin at the base of Draco's neck and flicked his tongue over his collar bone.

"This is wrong," gasped Draco, trying to think straight while Harry's mouth and tongue continued their path along his neck.

"You want to stop?" murmured Harry, not stopping.

"I-" started Draco, gasping as Harry ran a finger over the prominent bulge in his jeans.

"I don't think so."

Draco found himself unable to speak as Harry undid the button of the jeans with one hand and pulled the zipper down.

"Shit," he moaned loudly as Harry's hand slipped inside his boxers and several fingers ran lightly up Draco's rock hard cock.

"Ssh," warned Harry, silencing Draco wth another searing kiss. "Do you want to get caught?"

The blue eyed boy shook his head, twining a hand in Harry's hair, pulling their mouths back together.

Harry smiled against Draco's lips and began running his hand up and down the other boys cock, achingly slowly but picking up speed as Draco's breathing became faster and louder.

A drop of blood had formed on Draco's bottom lip where he'd bitten through in an attmept to stay silent.

"Harry I-" breathed Draco.

He leant against Harry as he came, breathing heavily, and pressing his head into the dark haired boys shoulder.

(semi-slash over)

After several minutes, he lifted his head and looked at Harry, his blue eyes still slightly glazed.

Harry smiled at Draco, wiping the drop of blood off with his thumb. He kissed Draco's sweaty forehead.

"You okay?"

"Yea," replied Draco, smiling slightly.

"I have to go. I'm already really late for math."

"Okay."

Harry opened the door and looked back at Draco standing in the dark. "I'll see you later."

"Yea, later," answered Draco.

there was your semi-slash. this chapter is still well short though.ah well.

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