Harry crept up the staircase.

It was not Tuesday, and they had not agreed to it, but he was feeling spectacularly horny, so he had thrown on his Invisibility Cloak and snuck down to the dungeons.

Harry was surprised by how well he knew the way by now, and he thought about that as he opened the dormitory door with a creak.

It took a long moment to process what he was seeing.

Draco and Alcott Vaisey, a Slytherin girl who Harry had spotted in the common room once, were snogging so deeply and demandingly that they were staggering around the room. Draco let out an excited little moan as he began, while still locking lips with her, to unbutton her shirt.

"Wait, wait," she whimpered in her stupid high pitched little voice, pulling away from Draco, "I left my wand in my bag."

"Do you honestly think you're going to need it?" Draco snapped, the frustration in his voice ringing through clearly.

"Yes, well, you never know," she spluttered, and dashed out of the room, her auburn hair whipping behind her.

As soon as she had gone, Harry reached behind him and flipped the lock.

Draco, who had sat down on the bed, leapt to his feet and stared, open-mouthed, at the general vicinity of the door.

Harry tossed the Invisibility Cloak to the side and strode through the dormitory toward Draco, who was looking more and more alarmed by the moment, his head ringing with fury and his footsteps impossibly loud on the floor.

"You... slutty... little..." Harry hissed, and drew his fist back, abandoning all pretenses of magic, and punched Draco right in the nose.

Draco fell to the floor, swearing and cursing Harry to hell, and yelled, "What the fuck, Potter?"

Harry grabbed Draco by his shirt, yanked him off the floor and threw him against the wall next to the bed. Draco stared at him maliciously, bleeding profusely from his nose.

"Where do you get off?" Harry hissed in his face, his heart pounding in his throat.

"Why do you care?" Draco said acidly.

"What do you mean, why do I care?" Harry demanded, shaking Draco roughly. "You're screwing around on me! How am I not supposed to care?"

"Hold on, Potter, I think I missed the part where we were seeing each other," Draco snapped. "Where do you get off?"

"What are we doing, then?" Harry said. "What the fuck are we doing?"

They looked at each other a moment.

Harry forced his knee between Draco's thighs. "Don't talk," he ordered Draco, and he only had to say it once.

He knelt down and began to unzip Draco's pants; Draco let out a little whimper of anticipation.

It was not long before Harry had the length of Draco in his mouth, and Draco gasped with ecstasy and only had to whack him once on the shoulder and yell "Don't use your teeth, git!"

Harry was shocked and slightly horrified to find how good it felt to have Draco in his mouth, and filed that thought away for further inspection.

Draco climaxed quickly, with a shuddering groan, and Harry wiped his mouth and muttered a few cleaning spells. Draco motioned weakly to the bed and Harry dragged him there, and began to voraciously kiss him, enjoying every last corner of Draco's mouth. Draco shifted against him, and Harry felt himself getting hard, and cursed God himself to hell and back.

When it was all said and done, Harry thought, it hadn't been that bad a meeting.

"You were jealous," Draco muttered. He was lying on his back, looking up at the silver canopy, his left knee pulled to his chest. "You were jealous, Potter."

Harry laughed mirthlessly. "Isn't there a nicer way to describe it?"

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned -- do not hit me."

"I do not think," Harry clarified, "I am jealous. Because I don't think I give a damn either way about you, Malfoy."

Draco made a kissy noise.

"Fuck you," Harry replied.

"What are you, then?" Draco drawled.

Harry didn't exactly have an answer for that.

"We're going to have to stop, at some point," Draco said drowsily, sometime later.

"Probably," Harry replied. He thought of Voldemort and everything else and sighed.

Draco leaned over and nuzzled Harry's shoulder with his head.

Harry's stomach jumped pleasantly and he smiled to himself.