*Thursday*
Harry walked to potions in a daze. He and Draco had missed breakfast and Draco had finally dashed out of Harry's room twenty minutes before it was time for class to start. He still remembered last night vividly. It had started with Draco knocking loudly on the portrait that led to Harry's rooms. He refused to say the password. Harry had finally agreed to change it to simply "Harry Potter dwells here". Then the 'fun' began. It had lasted most of the night until they couldn't stay awake any longer and they fell asleep and woke up an hour before classes started. They had begun again and only stopped when Harry's clock started yelling that he would be late to class if he didn't leave soon.
So here he was, walking with a silly grin on his face, his head in the clouds. He walked down to the dungeon, and entered the potions class. He sat at his desk thinking of last night's 'events'.
He was interrupted when he felt someone poke him in the back.
"What?" he said distractedly to Ron, not really seeing who he was talking to.
"Why weren't you at breakfast?" Ron hissed at him.
"What? Oh, I slept in, sorry," Harry turned around and continued to day dream. He got poked again.
"What??" he said crossly to Ron.
"You were with 'her' again, weren't you?" Ron said a sly grin on his face.
"Huh?" Harry said.
"That person you spent the night with on Tuesday, you were with her again last night weren't you?" Ron persisted.
"I wasn't with any girl," Harry said back. He has seen Draco, and he was the furthest away from a girl as he could think of.
Ron's eyes widened.
"Where you with-"
"Oh for goodness sakes, Ron! I wasn't with anyone! Got it! I wasn't with anyone on Tuesday either!" Harry turned back around and his head went back to the clouds. He and Draco had decided to keep their... whatever they had... a secret.
Poke.
"What?!?!" Harry snapped at Ron.
"I was just wondering, if you weren't with anyone, then why can't you concentrate?" Ron said crossly.
Harry just ignored the question and turned back around. He immediately started day dreaming again.
Poke.
"What?!?!?!" Harry snapped.
Neville looked quite taken aback.
"I-I was wondering i-if I c-could borrow your notes," He squeaked.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Harry said handing him his notes. While he was turned around he got a glimpse of Draco. Their eyes met and Harry could see a slight upward curve in the corner of his mouth. Harry returned the sign and turned back around.
Snape made his usual dramatic entrance, swooping in, his cloak billowing out behind him.
"You are to take the notes that will magically appear in front of you on your table," he snarled, "Now get started," he tapped his wand on his own desk and Harry watched as a spidery hand-writing appeared on the top of his desk.
It was hard to concentrate. The notes would stay on the desk until you were done writing them, but his mind kept drifting. He couldn't get his mind off of... well, you know what he was thinking of. You would to if you were in his position.
Suddenly, the spidery hand disappeared and a different one appeared.
"Draco: The spell Snape used is so fifth year. Just tap your desk and whisper 'Chatorio' and we will be able to talk back and forth."
Harry followed the directions and a translucent quill appeared in front of him.
"Draco: Do you have the quill?"
"Harry: Yeah"
"Draco: Good"
There was a pause.
"Draco: Can you concentrate?"
"Harry: No, you?"
"Draco: You don't look like you are, and no I can't concentrate."
"Harry: Is it for the same reason I can't? :~)
"Draco: If it starts with a big ol' 'S' then, I guess we are."
Harry had to stifle a laugh.
"Harry: Well, the two things I'm thinking about start with an S. One, is a rather 'S'exy 'S'lytherin and something naughty that happened last night that started with 'S'"
"Draco: I am rather sexy aren't I?"
"Harry: Your pathetic."
"Draco: You didn't say that last night."
Harry had to stifle another laugh.
"Harry: Quit making me laugh! I'm going to get in trouble!"
"Draco: Well, wait for me after class then. Not really wait, keep walking and don't look to obvious, but still wait behind the rest."
"Harry: Alright."
"Draco: Now let's get back to notes. Mutter "Signoffious" and tap your wand again. The All Sexy Slytherin, Draco Malfoy is now signing off."
Harry did what his "Sexy Slytherin" instructed and the notes he was suppose to be taking appeared in front of him again. He could pay even less attention then last time.
After the class (that he some how managed to survive with all the times he dazed off) he went as slow as possible in getting his things together.
"Feel free to take your time," Ron said sarcastically.
"You don't have to wait for me, you know," Harry told him, "Anyways, I have to talk to Snape, so you guys go ahead."
"Are you sure you don't want us to wait for you?" Hermione asked him.
"No, I'll meet you in class," Harry said, sloooooooowly picking up his supplies.
"Alright then, see ya," Harry's two friends left without another word.
He turned and saw that the classroom was almost empty, except for Pansy who was hanging on Draco.
"Oh, Draky, will you please come back to me?" She cooed.
"Shove off, Pansy," he growled at her.
"But, Draky, don't you still love me?" she said getting teary.
"No, I don't. You never seemed to love me anyways, so I don't see... well actually give me a mirror and then I'll see what the big deal is. Now get off of me!" He shoved her off him angrily and began to walk towards the door.
Harry was already out of the door. Pansy shoved passed him her face beet red. She wasn't used to being turned down. Harry slowed down. He was the last one in the hall, with Draco behind him.
Or so he thought he was behind him.
As he was walking passed an open closet, he felt someone shove him hard and the two of them fell onto the floor of the closet. The next thing he expected. He felt familiar soft lips on his own as Draco closed the closet door.
"Hello to you to," Harry said breathlessly when they finally parted.
"I just figured I'd talk less, and put my mouth to real work," Draco panted back to him. He began to kiss along Harry's jaw.
Harry rubbed his hand down Draco's body, stopping at his destination he squeezed. Draco moaned against his neck, but continued his journey down to Harry's collar and began to unbutton his shirt.
'Hmmm, in the broom closet... interesting," Harry thought as he wrapped his legs around Draco's hips, who was on top of him, and rubbed his body up and down against the blond.
"Harry..." Draco moaned as their privates rubbed against each other.
Harry lifted Draco's face and they kissed passionately. Then a light shone on them.
"Oh...my...gosh..." a female voice said behind them.
"Shit..." Harry said under his breath. The two boys sat up and looked at who the intruder had been.
It was Hermione.
"Harry what are you doing?!" She hissed at him.
"Er..." Harry began. But Draco cut him off.
"He was about to fuck me silly, Granger, do you mind?" Draco snapped. He was incredibly peeved that they had been interrupted. Harry blushed looking down and noticed that his shirt was still unbuttoned. He hastily began to button it up.
"Yes, I do mind!" she spat back at Draco, "Harry will you please tell me what's going on?"
"Um, maybe you had better come in here for me to tell you," Harry said. He pulled up an overturned bucket and motioned for her to sit there.
She hastily looked around and then she came in closing the door and then muttering 'Lumos' to light up her wand.
"Now, will you please explain," she said.
"Sure, it started when Ginny broke up with me. Remember?" Harry asked. She nodded and he continued. (The author is to lazy to put it in text form and you know the story, so the author will now go on to Hermione reaction after the story).
Hermione didn't seemed to shocked.
"You know, Harry, I don't have anything against you being gay, but-"
"We're not gay," Draco said.
"What you were doing in here before I came in would say other wise, Malfoy," Hermione said sourly.
"Yeah, but we aren't gay," Harry said, "We decided that a long time ago. We aren't attracted to other guys. Only each other."
"Okay, what ever, but as I was saying, I would prefer you to tell us these things," Hermione answered.
""Us as in you and Ron? Tell Ron about me and Draco? Yeah right!" Harry said, "He would totally freak, maybe your okay with it, but Ron wouldn't like it. Especially it being Draco."
Hermione shuddered. "It sounds weird that your calling him that," Hermione said.
"But still, I can trust you not to tell Ron, right?" Harry said pleadingly.
"Hmm, the blackmailing possibilities are high..." she said thoughtfully.
"Hermione!" Harry said astonished.
"I was only joking!" Hermione said laughing, "I'll keep the secret."
"Good, now what say we go to class now?" Draco said.
"Sure, this has been weird enough. Some studying should clear my mind," Hermione said.
"Studying is the last thing my mind needs," Harry said.
"Well, if you have free time or even if you don't remember the spell I taught you," Draco said. Then moving closer to Harry, he kissing him hard on the lips. Hermione just smiled sheepishly.
They left the closet and went their separate ways. Draco to Charms and Hermione and Harry to Transfiguration.
When Draco was around the corner, Hermione turned to Harry.
"You two are so cute!" she said teasingly.
"Shut up, Hermione," Harry sighed.
Hermione just smiled at him.
"Do you love him?" She asked suddenly. Harry suddenly went into a coughing fit from breathing in to fast.
"Excuse me?!" Harry choked.
"Do you love him?" She repeated.
Harry thought about it.
"I don't know," he answered, "when I'm around him, I feel great, but that's mostly because, well, you know," Harry said blushing.
"Yeah, I guess so. It's kind of hard to tell if you love someone when your snogging them so much that you can't think," Hermione said.
"Hermione!!" Harry said shocked, "What's gotten into you today? Your actually joking!"
"I don't know. I think it's just because this is a wee bit of a shock.'
"Yeah," Harry said.
***
Draco stopped around the corner and listened to what the two where saying. He choked when he heard what Hermione first said. Cute?! CUTE?! What was cute about two guys making out at every chance they got?
The next comment was more of a shocker.
Did he love him?
He would have to agree with Harry. He didn't know. He felt the same way that Harry felt towards him.
When their voices drifted into silence, he shook his head and walked to his Charms class.
He had a lot to think about.
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Harry walked to potions in a daze. He and Draco had missed breakfast and Draco had finally dashed out of Harry's room twenty minutes before it was time for class to start. He still remembered last night vividly. It had started with Draco knocking loudly on the portrait that led to Harry's rooms. He refused to say the password. Harry had finally agreed to change it to simply "Harry Potter dwells here". Then the 'fun' began. It had lasted most of the night until they couldn't stay awake any longer and they fell asleep and woke up an hour before classes started. They had begun again and only stopped when Harry's clock started yelling that he would be late to class if he didn't leave soon.
So here he was, walking with a silly grin on his face, his head in the clouds. He walked down to the dungeon, and entered the potions class. He sat at his desk thinking of last night's 'events'.
He was interrupted when he felt someone poke him in the back.
"What?" he said distractedly to Ron, not really seeing who he was talking to.
"Why weren't you at breakfast?" Ron hissed at him.
"What? Oh, I slept in, sorry," Harry turned around and continued to day dream. He got poked again.
"What??" he said crossly to Ron.
"You were with 'her' again, weren't you?" Ron said a sly grin on his face.
"Huh?" Harry said.
"That person you spent the night with on Tuesday, you were with her again last night weren't you?" Ron persisted.
"I wasn't with any girl," Harry said back. He has seen Draco, and he was the furthest away from a girl as he could think of.
Ron's eyes widened.
"Where you with-"
"Oh for goodness sakes, Ron! I wasn't with anyone! Got it! I wasn't with anyone on Tuesday either!" Harry turned back around and his head went back to the clouds. He and Draco had decided to keep their... whatever they had... a secret.
Poke.
"What?!?!" Harry snapped at Ron.
"I was just wondering, if you weren't with anyone, then why can't you concentrate?" Ron said crossly.
Harry just ignored the question and turned back around. He immediately started day dreaming again.
Poke.
"What?!?!?!" Harry snapped.
Neville looked quite taken aback.
"I-I was wondering i-if I c-could borrow your notes," He squeaked.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Harry said handing him his notes. While he was turned around he got a glimpse of Draco. Their eyes met and Harry could see a slight upward curve in the corner of his mouth. Harry returned the sign and turned back around.
Snape made his usual dramatic entrance, swooping in, his cloak billowing out behind him.
"You are to take the notes that will magically appear in front of you on your table," he snarled, "Now get started," he tapped his wand on his own desk and Harry watched as a spidery hand-writing appeared on the top of his desk.
It was hard to concentrate. The notes would stay on the desk until you were done writing them, but his mind kept drifting. He couldn't get his mind off of... well, you know what he was thinking of. You would to if you were in his position.
Suddenly, the spidery hand disappeared and a different one appeared.
"Draco: The spell Snape used is so fifth year. Just tap your desk and whisper 'Chatorio' and we will be able to talk back and forth."
Harry followed the directions and a translucent quill appeared in front of him.
"Draco: Do you have the quill?"
"Harry: Yeah"
"Draco: Good"
There was a pause.
"Draco: Can you concentrate?"
"Harry: No, you?"
"Draco: You don't look like you are, and no I can't concentrate."
"Harry: Is it for the same reason I can't? :~)
"Draco: If it starts with a big ol' 'S' then, I guess we are."
Harry had to stifle a laugh.
"Harry: Well, the two things I'm thinking about start with an S. One, is a rather 'S'exy 'S'lytherin and something naughty that happened last night that started with 'S'"
"Draco: I am rather sexy aren't I?"
"Harry: Your pathetic."
"Draco: You didn't say that last night."
Harry had to stifle another laugh.
"Harry: Quit making me laugh! I'm going to get in trouble!"
"Draco: Well, wait for me after class then. Not really wait, keep walking and don't look to obvious, but still wait behind the rest."
"Harry: Alright."
"Draco: Now let's get back to notes. Mutter "Signoffious" and tap your wand again. The All Sexy Slytherin, Draco Malfoy is now signing off."
Harry did what his "Sexy Slytherin" instructed and the notes he was suppose to be taking appeared in front of him again. He could pay even less attention then last time.
After the class (that he some how managed to survive with all the times he dazed off) he went as slow as possible in getting his things together.
"Feel free to take your time," Ron said sarcastically.
"You don't have to wait for me, you know," Harry told him, "Anyways, I have to talk to Snape, so you guys go ahead."
"Are you sure you don't want us to wait for you?" Hermione asked him.
"No, I'll meet you in class," Harry said, sloooooooowly picking up his supplies.
"Alright then, see ya," Harry's two friends left without another word.
He turned and saw that the classroom was almost empty, except for Pansy who was hanging on Draco.
"Oh, Draky, will you please come back to me?" She cooed.
"Shove off, Pansy," he growled at her.
"But, Draky, don't you still love me?" she said getting teary.
"No, I don't. You never seemed to love me anyways, so I don't see... well actually give me a mirror and then I'll see what the big deal is. Now get off of me!" He shoved her off him angrily and began to walk towards the door.
Harry was already out of the door. Pansy shoved passed him her face beet red. She wasn't used to being turned down. Harry slowed down. He was the last one in the hall, with Draco behind him.
Or so he thought he was behind him.
As he was walking passed an open closet, he felt someone shove him hard and the two of them fell onto the floor of the closet. The next thing he expected. He felt familiar soft lips on his own as Draco closed the closet door.
"Hello to you to," Harry said breathlessly when they finally parted.
"I just figured I'd talk less, and put my mouth to real work," Draco panted back to him. He began to kiss along Harry's jaw.
Harry rubbed his hand down Draco's body, stopping at his destination he squeezed. Draco moaned against his neck, but continued his journey down to Harry's collar and began to unbutton his shirt.
'Hmmm, in the broom closet... interesting," Harry thought as he wrapped his legs around Draco's hips, who was on top of him, and rubbed his body up and down against the blond.
"Harry..." Draco moaned as their privates rubbed against each other.
Harry lifted Draco's face and they kissed passionately. Then a light shone on them.
"Oh...my...gosh..." a female voice said behind them.
"Shit..." Harry said under his breath. The two boys sat up and looked at who the intruder had been.
It was Hermione.
"Harry what are you doing?!" She hissed at him.
"Er..." Harry began. But Draco cut him off.
"He was about to fuck me silly, Granger, do you mind?" Draco snapped. He was incredibly peeved that they had been interrupted. Harry blushed looking down and noticed that his shirt was still unbuttoned. He hastily began to button it up.
"Yes, I do mind!" she spat back at Draco, "Harry will you please tell me what's going on?"
"Um, maybe you had better come in here for me to tell you," Harry said. He pulled up an overturned bucket and motioned for her to sit there.
She hastily looked around and then she came in closing the door and then muttering 'Lumos' to light up her wand.
"Now, will you please explain," she said.
"Sure, it started when Ginny broke up with me. Remember?" Harry asked. She nodded and he continued. (The author is to lazy to put it in text form and you know the story, so the author will now go on to Hermione reaction after the story).
Hermione didn't seemed to shocked.
"You know, Harry, I don't have anything against you being gay, but-"
"We're not gay," Draco said.
"What you were doing in here before I came in would say other wise, Malfoy," Hermione said sourly.
"Yeah, but we aren't gay," Harry said, "We decided that a long time ago. We aren't attracted to other guys. Only each other."
"Okay, what ever, but as I was saying, I would prefer you to tell us these things," Hermione answered.
""Us as in you and Ron? Tell Ron about me and Draco? Yeah right!" Harry said, "He would totally freak, maybe your okay with it, but Ron wouldn't like it. Especially it being Draco."
Hermione shuddered. "It sounds weird that your calling him that," Hermione said.
"But still, I can trust you not to tell Ron, right?" Harry said pleadingly.
"Hmm, the blackmailing possibilities are high..." she said thoughtfully.
"Hermione!" Harry said astonished.
"I was only joking!" Hermione said laughing, "I'll keep the secret."
"Good, now what say we go to class now?" Draco said.
"Sure, this has been weird enough. Some studying should clear my mind," Hermione said.
"Studying is the last thing my mind needs," Harry said.
"Well, if you have free time or even if you don't remember the spell I taught you," Draco said. Then moving closer to Harry, he kissing him hard on the lips. Hermione just smiled sheepishly.
They left the closet and went their separate ways. Draco to Charms and Hermione and Harry to Transfiguration.
When Draco was around the corner, Hermione turned to Harry.
"You two are so cute!" she said teasingly.
"Shut up, Hermione," Harry sighed.
Hermione just smiled at him.
"Do you love him?" She asked suddenly. Harry suddenly went into a coughing fit from breathing in to fast.
"Excuse me?!" Harry choked.
"Do you love him?" She repeated.
Harry thought about it.
"I don't know," he answered, "when I'm around him, I feel great, but that's mostly because, well, you know," Harry said blushing.
"Yeah, I guess so. It's kind of hard to tell if you love someone when your snogging them so much that you can't think," Hermione said.
"Hermione!!" Harry said shocked, "What's gotten into you today? Your actually joking!"
"I don't know. I think it's just because this is a wee bit of a shock.'
"Yeah," Harry said.
***
Draco stopped around the corner and listened to what the two where saying. He choked when he heard what Hermione first said. Cute?! CUTE?! What was cute about two guys making out at every chance they got?
The next comment was more of a shocker.
Did he love him?
He would have to agree with Harry. He didn't know. He felt the same way that Harry felt towards him.
When their voices drifted into silence, he shook his head and walked to his Charms class.
He had a lot to think about.
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