Harry woke up and turned over so that his face was buried in the pillow,
and purred softly at the soft touch and warmth against his cheek.
Draco stirred from the other side of the bed and leaned in closer to Harry, slightly fascinated by the sound of his purrs. He ran two fingers down Harry's cheek and waited for a response. ' God, his skin is so soft.' He thought to himself. 'I wonder what his lips are like.' He stopped thinking after that, angry at himself for thinking such disturbing thoughts, and because Harry had begun purring again at his touch.
"Why do you keep doing that, Potter?" he asked as he lightly touched Harry's neck.
More purring escaped from Harry, this time almost like a moan.
Draco rolled his eyes and stopped touching Harry so he had a chance to answer.
"Huh?" exclaimed Harry, rolling over so that he faced Draco. "What do you mean?"
Draco stared into his emerald green orbs and then looked at his unruly hair, messier than he had ever seen it. He made a mental note of how sexy Harry looked and then came out of his trance to answer him.
'You purr when something warm touches you' said Draco, not quite meeting Harry's eyes.
Harry looked confused.
'God, he's so cute when he does that.' thought Draco.
"Yeah, it's probably the warmth. It is rather comforting" Harry answered, and lay back down on the bed, still looking up at Draco. 'his silver eyes are so beautiful. and so is his soft blond hair.' He thought when he realised Draco was also staring at him. He turned away, slightly embarrassed, and felt his cheeks turn pink.
They both sat in silence for over ten minutes, then Harry finally spoke up.
" so, are we still locked in together?" he said. He was referring to the bed in which they both lay, which had a blue wall around it so they couldn't even walk about. They both had tried to knock it down the night before, but to no avail. The wall still stood around them as if it had never been touched with various curses and been kicked and punched by two very frustrated boys.
"Looks like it" Draco replied, hitting the wall as hard as he could. " there's something funny going on"
"Oh you think so?" said Harry sarcastically.
Draco scowled at him.
"What are we supposed to do today anyway? We'll be in bed all day if we can't get out of this and we have no food, or water, or."
"Shut the hell up Potter" said Draco, crashing back onto the bed and turning to Harry.
"You think I really want to spend a whole day in bed with the likes of you, Potter? It's your fault we're here."
"MY FAULT?!" yelled Harry.
"ok, it isn't then," said Draco. "Anything to shut you up"
It was Harry's turn to scowl.
They lay there for another long spell of silence until Harry realised something.
"Malfoy" he said turning to face his enemy.
"What do you want" he sneered.
"I. I need the bathroom."
"Yuck, Potter" he said shifting away from Harry. "What the hell do you want me to do? You make a mess of my bed and I swear I'll kill you"
"Oh, it's your bed, is it?" Harry said angrily. " It's our bed. We are both trapped in this together, remember?"
Draco didn't answer, but nodded his head slightly. "Good" More minutes past by. "Malfoy?"
"What now?"
"I still need to go"
"Oh, for fucks sake, Potter. You're just going to have to wait."
"Until when?" "How the hell should I know?"
"Okay."
Another 15 minutes past by.
"Malfoy?" Harry asked again, timidly.
"Will you fucking leave me alone!" he growled. "I can't do anything about you so just shut up or I'll." He didn't get to finish. "No, I'm not talking about that. We're. We're, um. we're not wearing any clothes." "What?!" He looked down quickly at his naked body, then quickly pulled the blanket up to his neck. "Well, where the hell are they?!" he said through bared teeth. "I don't know. They just disappeared"
Draco stirred from the other side of the bed and leaned in closer to Harry, slightly fascinated by the sound of his purrs. He ran two fingers down Harry's cheek and waited for a response. ' God, his skin is so soft.' He thought to himself. 'I wonder what his lips are like.' He stopped thinking after that, angry at himself for thinking such disturbing thoughts, and because Harry had begun purring again at his touch.
"Why do you keep doing that, Potter?" he asked as he lightly touched Harry's neck.
More purring escaped from Harry, this time almost like a moan.
Draco rolled his eyes and stopped touching Harry so he had a chance to answer.
"Huh?" exclaimed Harry, rolling over so that he faced Draco. "What do you mean?"
Draco stared into his emerald green orbs and then looked at his unruly hair, messier than he had ever seen it. He made a mental note of how sexy Harry looked and then came out of his trance to answer him.
'You purr when something warm touches you' said Draco, not quite meeting Harry's eyes.
Harry looked confused.
'God, he's so cute when he does that.' thought Draco.
"Yeah, it's probably the warmth. It is rather comforting" Harry answered, and lay back down on the bed, still looking up at Draco. 'his silver eyes are so beautiful. and so is his soft blond hair.' He thought when he realised Draco was also staring at him. He turned away, slightly embarrassed, and felt his cheeks turn pink.
They both sat in silence for over ten minutes, then Harry finally spoke up.
" so, are we still locked in together?" he said. He was referring to the bed in which they both lay, which had a blue wall around it so they couldn't even walk about. They both had tried to knock it down the night before, but to no avail. The wall still stood around them as if it had never been touched with various curses and been kicked and punched by two very frustrated boys.
"Looks like it" Draco replied, hitting the wall as hard as he could. " there's something funny going on"
"Oh you think so?" said Harry sarcastically.
Draco scowled at him.
"What are we supposed to do today anyway? We'll be in bed all day if we can't get out of this and we have no food, or water, or."
"Shut the hell up Potter" said Draco, crashing back onto the bed and turning to Harry.
"You think I really want to spend a whole day in bed with the likes of you, Potter? It's your fault we're here."
"MY FAULT?!" yelled Harry.
"ok, it isn't then," said Draco. "Anything to shut you up"
It was Harry's turn to scowl.
They lay there for another long spell of silence until Harry realised something.
"Malfoy" he said turning to face his enemy.
"What do you want" he sneered.
"I. I need the bathroom."
"Yuck, Potter" he said shifting away from Harry. "What the hell do you want me to do? You make a mess of my bed and I swear I'll kill you"
"Oh, it's your bed, is it?" Harry said angrily. " It's our bed. We are both trapped in this together, remember?"
Draco didn't answer, but nodded his head slightly. "Good" More minutes past by. "Malfoy?"
"What now?"
"I still need to go"
"Oh, for fucks sake, Potter. You're just going to have to wait."
"Until when?" "How the hell should I know?"
"Okay."
Another 15 minutes past by.
"Malfoy?" Harry asked again, timidly.
"Will you fucking leave me alone!" he growled. "I can't do anything about you so just shut up or I'll." He didn't get to finish. "No, I'm not talking about that. We're. We're, um. we're not wearing any clothes." "What?!" He looked down quickly at his naked body, then quickly pulled the blanket up to his neck. "Well, where the hell are they?!" he said through bared teeth. "I don't know. They just disappeared"