Harry was speechless. He just stood there as Draco's eyelids lifted,
revealing his gorgeous eyes, and as he slowly separated his lips from
Harry's. Draco gave himself a lift with his toes and gently kissed Harry's
forehead where his infamous scar resided. "Now, if you want to beat me to
a pulp, you will have to catch me first. Draco mounted his Nimbus 2001 and
zoomed off into the midnight sky.
Draco felt his lips with his forefinger and grinned. He snuck a peek back down at Harry, who looked to be still in shock. He let out a small laugh and smiled. He came to a stop on his broom, hovering about 30 feet about Harry and watched the confused boy.
A leaf was pulled off the ground by the breeze and hit Harry in the head. Harry picked the leaf out of his black hair and threw it back into the wind. What had just happened? The person he hates just kissed him, passionately too. Once Harry regained the feeling in his limbs he became enraged that Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prick just made a move on Harry. Harry grasped the handle of his broom and threw his leg over one side and boosted off into the air.
Draco started moving again, slowly picking up speed, but still giving Harry some time to catch up a bit. Harry held tightly onto his broom and increased his speed, chasing after Malfoy. Draco sped off into the night sky. "Malfoy, wait! Why? Why did you do that?!"
Turning around to face his nemesis, Draco stopped. "Are you angry, Potter? Did I make you mad? Didn't you like the feel of my tongue in your mouth?" Harry blushed and looked down. The ground started to swirl as he recalled Draco's kiss. Harry's eyes started to close and his hands let the broom free. He was falling. He couldn't think straight. Everything was spinning.
Draco felt his lips with his forefinger and grinned. He snuck a peek back down at Harry, who looked to be still in shock. He let out a small laugh and smiled. He came to a stop on his broom, hovering about 30 feet about Harry and watched the confused boy.
A leaf was pulled off the ground by the breeze and hit Harry in the head. Harry picked the leaf out of his black hair and threw it back into the wind. What had just happened? The person he hates just kissed him, passionately too. Once Harry regained the feeling in his limbs he became enraged that Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prick just made a move on Harry. Harry grasped the handle of his broom and threw his leg over one side and boosted off into the air.
Draco started moving again, slowly picking up speed, but still giving Harry some time to catch up a bit. Harry held tightly onto his broom and increased his speed, chasing after Malfoy. Draco sped off into the night sky. "Malfoy, wait! Why? Why did you do that?!"
Turning around to face his nemesis, Draco stopped. "Are you angry, Potter? Did I make you mad? Didn't you like the feel of my tongue in your mouth?" Harry blushed and looked down. The ground started to swirl as he recalled Draco's kiss. Harry's eyes started to close and his hands let the broom free. He was falling. He couldn't think straight. Everything was spinning.