*Wednesday*
Harry woke up and groaned. He had a terrible headache. He clutched his head and sat up in his bed. He felt something move beside him and looked down. His eyes bulged.
What was Malfoy doing in his bed?! And why didn't they have any clothes on??!?!?!?! They didn't... No they couldn't have.... Could they? Harry groaned and put his head in his hands. His head hurt to much to think. He felt Draco stir next to him.
"Wha-?" he gasped when he saw Harry next to him. "Potter what are you doing in my bed?!"
"In case you haven't noticed this is my bed..." Harry said almost breathlessly.
"Then what..." he looked down at himself, and then at Harry. "Oh fuck..."
"Do you know what happened?" Harry asked.
"I don't know. All I remembered was that Ginny broke up with me, I went to the Three Broomsticks, and then I got drunk, and then... oh shit."
"Oh shit is right! What the hell where you thinking?!" Draco jumped up from the bed pulling top blanket with him leaving only the sheet for Harry to cover up with.
"What was *I* thinking? You were a part of this too!" Harry said also jumping up wrapping the sheet around his waist and looking for his clothes. 'Lucky I'm a prefect with my own rooms...' he thought to himself.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I can not believe we did that!" Draco muttered as he pulled on his pants.
"Well, hurry, get dressed and get out of here!" Harry said also pulling on his clothes.
Malfoy put his shirt on and ran out holding his school robes in his arms. Harry sighed and sat on his bed. He couldn't believe he had just done that. But then again... now that he began to remember what had happened, he remembered Malfoy had broken up with his girlfriend also. And then they had begun to talk about things. Things they enjoyed. He had seen a side of Malfoy he didn't know existed... but then again... he had been drunk.
Harry was confused and his hangover didn't help. And then, jumping around looking for clothes hadn't helped matters either. He finished dressing and went down to breakfast, trying to think of a hangover curing charm. He finally thought of it and cast the spell before he walked into the Great Hall. He looked around and saw that Hermione and Ron were already there.
"Hi," he gasped as he sat down.
"Hello!" Hermione said cheerfully.
Ron looked at Harry suspiciously.
"Who was it?" he asked him.
Harry choked on his pumpkin juice, "What?!" He coughed.
"I can tell by the way your acting that you spent the night with someone last night. Who was it?" Ron asked knowingly.
"I wasn't with anyone last night!" Harry exclaimed.
"Ooo, defensive are we?" Ron smirked.
"I was not with anyone!" Harry demanded.
"Just drop it, Ron, it's obvious he's not going to tell us," Hermione said.
"Alright," Ron said, "but I will get it out of you somehow."
Harry turned back to his toast. He really hoped it didn't look that obvious.
He looked over at the Slytherin table. He saw Draco sitting and staring at his toast also. He suddenly looked up and they made eye contact. Harry looked away and blushed. Then he stood up and walked from the Great Hall. When he was out of sight from his friends, he ran at a dead sprint all the way to his prefects room. He went inside and took a shower. Why couldn't he stop thinking about Draco all of the sudden? He was plaguing his thoughts. He could vaguely remember what it had felt like when he had touched him... He shook his head and continued with his shower.
When he came out again, a towel around his waisr, he saw an owl waiting on his bed. He took the letter from it and it flew out the window. He opened the letter and began to read:
"Potter,
I need to talk to you. It's about last night. Meet me in the Astronomy Tower. In ten minutes.
Draco Malfoy"
Harry dropped the letter. That was just what he needed. He put on his clothes and walked out of his rooms and towards the Astronomy Tower. It took him ten minutes to get there, and when he did he saw Draco standing near the balcony.
"Hey," he said.
Draco turned around. "Hey," he answered.
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" Harry asked him.
Draco looked a bit awkward at first, but then he walked over to Harry.
"Just that..." He didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he jumped at Harry, grabbed him, and kissed him full on the lips.
Harry was shocked to say the least. It took him a while to realize what Draco was doing and when he did he pulled away.
"What the hell was that?!" he said.
Draco looked at him with lust showing in his eyes.
"I don't know. It's just that, when I left your room this morning, I felt like I needed you again. I don't know what it was, I just need you," he went in to kiss Harry again, but Harry pulled back again.
"I'm not gay," he said shortly.
"Neither am I, but what has that got to do with anything?" Draco said trying to kiss him again.
"Well, in other words, I don't go for other guys!" Harry exclaimed trying to pull away from Draco's grasp.
"I don't either, but let's not think about that. You had to have felt something also. Did you feel something sort of... twinge?" Draco asked.
Harry thought. Had he felt something? Harry looked into Draco's eyes and realized he really had. Draco kissed him again, and this time, Harry kissed him back. Hands roamed each other's bodies as Draco walked forward shoving Harry against the wall. Fingers felt for belt buckles and buttons, when suddenly Harry suddenly came to a realization.
"We're in the middle of the Astronomy Tower," he said pulling away from Draco.
"Yeah, so," Draco said, pulling Harry closer, "No one comes up here unless for class."
"Yeah, but, what say we go to my room? The bed, I'm sure, is softer than this ground," Harry pointed out.
Draco grinned.
"Okay, let's go," Draco kissed him one last time, and they left to go to Harry's rooms.
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Harry woke up and groaned. He had a terrible headache. He clutched his head and sat up in his bed. He felt something move beside him and looked down. His eyes bulged.
What was Malfoy doing in his bed?! And why didn't they have any clothes on??!?!?!?! They didn't... No they couldn't have.... Could they? Harry groaned and put his head in his hands. His head hurt to much to think. He felt Draco stir next to him.
"Wha-?" he gasped when he saw Harry next to him. "Potter what are you doing in my bed?!"
"In case you haven't noticed this is my bed..." Harry said almost breathlessly.
"Then what..." he looked down at himself, and then at Harry. "Oh fuck..."
"Do you know what happened?" Harry asked.
"I don't know. All I remembered was that Ginny broke up with me, I went to the Three Broomsticks, and then I got drunk, and then... oh shit."
"Oh shit is right! What the hell where you thinking?!" Draco jumped up from the bed pulling top blanket with him leaving only the sheet for Harry to cover up with.
"What was *I* thinking? You were a part of this too!" Harry said also jumping up wrapping the sheet around his waist and looking for his clothes. 'Lucky I'm a prefect with my own rooms...' he thought to himself.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I can not believe we did that!" Draco muttered as he pulled on his pants.
"Well, hurry, get dressed and get out of here!" Harry said also pulling on his clothes.
Malfoy put his shirt on and ran out holding his school robes in his arms. Harry sighed and sat on his bed. He couldn't believe he had just done that. But then again... now that he began to remember what had happened, he remembered Malfoy had broken up with his girlfriend also. And then they had begun to talk about things. Things they enjoyed. He had seen a side of Malfoy he didn't know existed... but then again... he had been drunk.
Harry was confused and his hangover didn't help. And then, jumping around looking for clothes hadn't helped matters either. He finished dressing and went down to breakfast, trying to think of a hangover curing charm. He finally thought of it and cast the spell before he walked into the Great Hall. He looked around and saw that Hermione and Ron were already there.
"Hi," he gasped as he sat down.
"Hello!" Hermione said cheerfully.
Ron looked at Harry suspiciously.
"Who was it?" he asked him.
Harry choked on his pumpkin juice, "What?!" He coughed.
"I can tell by the way your acting that you spent the night with someone last night. Who was it?" Ron asked knowingly.
"I wasn't with anyone last night!" Harry exclaimed.
"Ooo, defensive are we?" Ron smirked.
"I was not with anyone!" Harry demanded.
"Just drop it, Ron, it's obvious he's not going to tell us," Hermione said.
"Alright," Ron said, "but I will get it out of you somehow."
Harry turned back to his toast. He really hoped it didn't look that obvious.
He looked over at the Slytherin table. He saw Draco sitting and staring at his toast also. He suddenly looked up and they made eye contact. Harry looked away and blushed. Then he stood up and walked from the Great Hall. When he was out of sight from his friends, he ran at a dead sprint all the way to his prefects room. He went inside and took a shower. Why couldn't he stop thinking about Draco all of the sudden? He was plaguing his thoughts. He could vaguely remember what it had felt like when he had touched him... He shook his head and continued with his shower.
When he came out again, a towel around his waisr, he saw an owl waiting on his bed. He took the letter from it and it flew out the window. He opened the letter and began to read:
"Potter,
I need to talk to you. It's about last night. Meet me in the Astronomy Tower. In ten minutes.
Draco Malfoy"
Harry dropped the letter. That was just what he needed. He put on his clothes and walked out of his rooms and towards the Astronomy Tower. It took him ten minutes to get there, and when he did he saw Draco standing near the balcony.
"Hey," he said.
Draco turned around. "Hey," he answered.
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" Harry asked him.
Draco looked a bit awkward at first, but then he walked over to Harry.
"Just that..." He didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he jumped at Harry, grabbed him, and kissed him full on the lips.
Harry was shocked to say the least. It took him a while to realize what Draco was doing and when he did he pulled away.
"What the hell was that?!" he said.
Draco looked at him with lust showing in his eyes.
"I don't know. It's just that, when I left your room this morning, I felt like I needed you again. I don't know what it was, I just need you," he went in to kiss Harry again, but Harry pulled back again.
"I'm not gay," he said shortly.
"Neither am I, but what has that got to do with anything?" Draco said trying to kiss him again.
"Well, in other words, I don't go for other guys!" Harry exclaimed trying to pull away from Draco's grasp.
"I don't either, but let's not think about that. You had to have felt something also. Did you feel something sort of... twinge?" Draco asked.
Harry thought. Had he felt something? Harry looked into Draco's eyes and realized he really had. Draco kissed him again, and this time, Harry kissed him back. Hands roamed each other's bodies as Draco walked forward shoving Harry against the wall. Fingers felt for belt buckles and buttons, when suddenly Harry suddenly came to a realization.
"We're in the middle of the Astronomy Tower," he said pulling away from Draco.
"Yeah, so," Draco said, pulling Harry closer, "No one comes up here unless for class."
"Yeah, but, what say we go to my room? The bed, I'm sure, is softer than this ground," Harry pointed out.
Draco grinned.
"Okay, let's go," Draco kissed him one last time, and they left to go to Harry's rooms.
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I hope you liked it. If not, please not flamers, I warned you that it was very slashy, so yeah. Please review anyways.
