Draco sat silently at a table in the back of the library as he tried to work on his charms essay due the next day. It wasn't coming along well and he was nearing giving up for the time being and working on his potions essay that he knew he could finish easily and quickly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the flash of robes coming out of some the shelving to his right. Looking up, he spotted Potter with a book in one hand and parchment and quill in the other.
"Mind if I sit here?" He asked his voice unusually calm and even. His eyebrows raised, waiting for a response gave his features an unusual look to them. Draco stared for a moment before he found his voice again.
"There are plenty of other tables, Potter, I fail to see why you must sit at this particular one at this very moment," he spat. Finally he decided to set Charms aside and pulled out his potions text book and turned easily to the chapter they were working from. Despite the insult, Harry sat down next to him and set his things on the floor near his feet. Draco sent venom through his glare for interrupting the area that he worked hard at keeping clear from first and second years. "And what exactly do you think you are doing, Potter?"
Harry didn't respond but leaned over instead and placed a single chaste kiss on Draco's cheek. Draco sat up straighter at the sudden intrusion his personal space and blushed. He turned to meet a green gaze of Harry who just smiled at him. Standing up without another word, Harry grabbed his things and walked off to the main part of the library. Staring at Harry's back, Draco couldn't help but to place his fingers gently at the place where the lips just were.
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