Having Blaise and Pansy around did wonders for Draco. Of course, he seemed happy before, but now it was a rare occasion when you didn't see him smiling. Three days flew by and Blaise still seemed oblivious to the significance of the room he'd chosen. Ginny had noticed, however, and joined in our little joke by dropping playful hints to him, though he never seemed to catch on—not until his fourth night at Grimmauld, anyway…
"Fuck, Harry!" Draco cried as he collapsed on top of me and rolled off to the side. We laid together, catching our breath and each grinning breathlessly at each other like complete saps.
"I love you," I whispered, taking Draco's hand and entwining my fingers with his own.
"Love you, too," he replied. There was a thud against the wall and we both turned to look at it.
"Thanks loads for that, Drake!" Blaise called through the wall. "I always wanted to know what it sounded like when the Slytherin Prince and the Chosen One shagged!"
I laughed. "Anytime, Blaise!" Draco replied, grinning. "Anytime." He pressed his lips against mine, and I forgot all about Blaise.
I woke to the feel of soft lips on my throat. I hummed happily as Draco's kissed trailed up my neck and along my jaw line, finally ending as he covered my lips with his own.
"Good morning," he whispered, nipping at my ear.
"Morning," I replied, opening my eyes. I took in the sight before me and chuckled. Draco's hair was sticking out in every direction, and his eyes glistened with a faint light of lust. He grinned, pressing a kiss to the end of my nose.
"You're so cute when you're half asleep," he said, kissing my cheek, my eyes, and finally my forehead. I smiled, slipping a hand along his chest and down his side, resting it on his hip as I pulled him closer to capture his lips with mine. I could feel him pressing against me, and I rolled my hips up against his, teasing him. Draco groaned his appreciation and began to trail kisses down my neck, nipping at the base of my throat before moving down my chest.
"I need a shower," I whispered. I looked down at him, running my fingers through his hair. "Care to join me?" Draco pressed a kiss to my stomach before looking up at me with a mischievous grin. He stood from the bed and picked up his wand from the table, waving it in the direction of the master bathroom. I heard the water click on, and then Draco was offering his hand to me. Together we disappeared into the steam-filled bathroom. Draco pushed me up against the wall as soon as the door was shut, his hand gripping the waist band of my boxers as his lips assaulted mine. I groaned against him, thrusting my hips against his.
"You taste so fucking good," Draco hissed, nipping at my ear. I grinned and pressed my lips against his again as we set a hard, grinding pace together. Draco hummed appreciatively and then pulled back, tugging me along into the shower with him.