He is NOT my boyfriend! Part 11
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Seamus/Dean, Neville/Ginny (later), Blaise/Colin, Pansy/Millicent, Nott/?
Year: 6th
Warnings: Slash (homosexual couples and lesbian couples), WAFF (and fluff, I think), hopefully Draco's not too OOC, and NO plot! (That's PWP!), and Harry might be a bit OOC as well.
Extra warnings: Slight naughty stuff in here. It is slight, believe me. If anything happens in the future, then the rating on this will change. Do not read if you don't like two boys kissing or touching. You've been warned lots now.
Notes: This as good as the details get. Remember folks- this is also HUMOR. Okay? It's written for mainly my amusement, and hopefully others. If there are canon errors, then let there be canon errors.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. JKR owns them, not moi. I make no money off of this. Although, Rowling should take a page from my book. Also, any kind of Garfield references in here belongs to Jim Davis, the comic book genius.
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It was Care of Magical Creatures, again, but this time it was double.
"What is this? Torture Draco Day?" Draco huffed. That morning, he had been subjugated to seeing Blaise and Colin sit together during breakfast, and after they got done eating, they snogged. It made Draco choke on his sausage link.
Then, of course, Millicent and Pansy were giving each other glares across the table. There was a short catfight in which Snape had broken up right before the really bad hexes started to fly.Theodore Nott was going around the other Houses' tables interviewing some girls that he liked, in which was embarrassing to Draco not only because he was Slytherin, but he was also one of his roommates. Nott especially embarrassed Draco by shouting across the Great Hall: "Hey, Draco! Is a Gryffindor better in bed than a Hufflepuff?" Draco seriously wanted to strangle him then and there.
And now…
The Slytherins and Gryffindors were facing the Winged Horses again to Draco's horror. This time, the one Winged Horse, Aethy, wasn't strapped to anything. Hagrid was holding her reins.
"It won't be that bad, Malfoy." Hagrid said. "This isn't what we're doing for the whole lesson, just fer half."
"Half the lesson we're doing what exactly?" demanded Draco, "Letting them salivate all over our faces or letting them knock us over and make us land on our butts?"
Harry elbowed him. "Come on, Draco, don't be so negative. Try being a bit more friendly for a change."
Draco glared a bit, and then he put on a gigantic fake smile, "How's this? This is me being friendly." His pearly whites sparkle at Harry and his friends; Harry rolled his eyes. "This makes my face hurt." Draco said with his firmly planted grin.
"I wouldn't be surprised." Ron whispered to Harry.
"Funny, Malfoy." Hagrid said, trying his best to get along with the Slytherin since Harry was now seeing him. "But this is just a test to see how much you've learned about Winged Horses."
"What is there to know?" Draco drawled, "They're just horses with wings that have an attitude."
"It's more than just that," Hagrid frowned, "And then, after we're done with that, we're starting the new lesson with the Diricain. They're like the Diricawl, but they're slightly different."
He led them over to a spot where the Diricain was tied up. Next to it was a sign that said 'BEWARE OF DIRICAIN' and another one that said 'DO NOT PROVOKE THE DIRICAIN'.
Draco started to laugh.
"It's a bird! It's a stupid, big nosed, fat bird!"
"It's the cousin to the Diricawl, which are plump-bodied, fluffy-feathered, flightless birds, and they're remarkable for escaping danger. The Diricain is more vicious, because it was interbred with a ferocious vulture."
"You don't say?" Draco smirked.
"Don't be so cocky, Malfoy." Hermione said, crossing her arms. "Those kind may be rare, but they're not to be taken lightly. I've…"
"…read all about those, right?" Draco said, rudely finishing her sentence. "Yeah, well… something this small really doesn't seem very…"
The little bird suddenly hacked and coughed up a very large bone that once belonged to a Chimaera.
Draco's eyes widened considerably. "Er… I guess I shouldn't provoke it," he stammered.
Hagrid cleared his throat, "Now, let's get back to the Winged Horses. Old Aethy here is tame enough to take one of you into the sky and back safely. Who will it be?"
"Don't look at me," said Draco, "I've had enough of that horse last time. And I don't trust something that finds me amusing."
Hagrid looked hopefully around at the Gryffindors. "Anyone?"
"I'll do it." Harry said. "I mean, she likes me, so I'm sure it'll be fine."
"Atta boy, Harry! Ten points to Gryffindor."
Draco pouted.
Harry walked up to Aethy and petted her again. The Winged Horse recognized his smell, and nuzzled his face.
"All right, up ya go, Harry." Hagrid helped Harry onto the Pegasus's back. Harry had never even been on a regular horse before, so he wasn't too weirded out by the wings that were behind him. He hung onto the Winged Horse's mane anxiously. Hagrid let go of the reins and gave the Pegasus the Go-Ahead to fly. Aethy stomped her hooves and then gave a great big leap upward. The wings made a sudden gust as they became airborne, almost knocking over some Slytherins in her take-off.
It felt great to be in the air again, but it just wasn't the same as being on a broom. He would have more control of where he'd go if he were on his broom right now. This wasn't so bad, but he wouldn't trade it for his broomstick. Quidditch on Winged Horses didn't seem right.
After a couple quick laps around Hogwarts, the Pegasus landed softly next to Hagrid again. All the girls were filled with awe, and even some of the guys were.
"That was brilliant, Harry!" Ron said. "Although I would much rather fly a broom."
"Me too." Harry said, "But it was fun."
"Good job, Harry. Well done." Hagrid said, helping the short Gryffindor off of Aethy. "Now, would anyone from Slytherin like to try? Come on, then. Don't be bashful."
Blaise moved to volunteer, but the Winged Horse had other plans. It walked right up to Draco and nudged him harshly against his shoulder. Blaise had to move to catch him before he fell.
"I think she wants you to ride her, Malfoy." Hagrid said, looking amazed.
"Nuh-uh! No way! I'm not getting on that horse!" Draco bellowed, but the Pegasus had other ideas. She grabbed him by the tie with her teeth and threw him over her head. Draco screamed as he went sailing through the air and landed onto the Pegasus' back… backwards. Hanging on for dear life, Draco's legs hooked themselves around the Winged Horse's neck, and his arms went around her stomach. She took off.
"EEEEEYYYYAAAHHHH!!!"
"GO DRACO!" Blaise shouted, "Ride that crazy Winged Steed!!"
They all looked up and watched, shielding their eyes from the sun. Aethy took Draco eighty feet into the air. They could still hear his screams.
"You think he'll be all right?" Hermione asked.
"He should be." Hagrid said. "Aethy's pretty loyal."
"Oh, poor Draco!" Pansy frowned. "I hope he doesn't fall!"
"I don't think that'll happen." Harry said, "He's got a pretty good death grip on that Pegasus."
"I hope he doesn't strangle it." Seamus said. He had always been fond of horses of any kind.
"Nah." Dean said, "Those Winged Horses are pretty tough. And Malfoy's not that strong. He couldn't choke a flea."
"He's not that weak." Harry intervened. "He's got some good biceps on him."
Ron coughed.
"Well, he does!" Harry said, "He nearly suffocated me holding me too tightly once."
"Is he coming down any time soon?" Nott asked.
"He has been up there for an awfully long time," Lavender interjected.
"Maybe that Winged Horse is testing him or something." Neville said softly.
"Harry hadn't even taken this long." Hermione said, "I could have all of my homework done by now. And then some."
"I don't see them anymore." Blaise said, "Where'd they go?"
"Where is he, Hagrid?" Pansy asked with a frown.
"Er… maybe they gone around the block."
"I hope he hadn't passed out and fell."
"I hope he didn't fall, period." Harry said.
"I wonder if he's scared."
"I wonder if he's turned around."
"Wonder if he threw up."
"Ron!"
"What?"
Both the Gryffindors and Slytherins waited in anticipation for Draco to come back. Most hoping that he was all right. This was quite the red-lettered day, thought Harry. Usually it was only the Slytherins that cared for Draco's well being. Now both Houses were starting to get worried.
Suddenly, startling everyone, Millicent finally spoke up. "There he is." She was pointing on the opposite side of the grounds. They all pivoted on their heels and ran over to where the Winged Horse had landed. Malfoy, however, was still in the same position when they had taken off. His eyes were screwed shut and his teeth were gritted hard. His legs and arms were visibly shaking.
"Draco!" Many shouted. It didn't surprised Harry that he had been one of those people. But Draco didn't seem to hear them. Harry walked over carefully to them. It was a good thing that the Winged Horse was fond of Harry, it didn't even flinch at Harry's sudden presence.
Harry placed a hand on Draco's shoulder, "Draco, open your eyes. You're on the ground again."
Draco's eyes snapped open. It hurt Harry to see fear in them so clearly. He knew that his boyfriend wouldn't want them all to know about this, so he moved forward and buried Draco's head into the crook of his neck, right above his collar bone.
"Draco…"
Finally, Draco let go of the Pegasus and brought his hands around Harry's neck. Harry brought his own arms around Draco's shoulder blades and pulled his tense and shaky body to him. Draco was now half on the Winged Horse, and half hanging on Harry.
"You're all right now," Harry whispered into his ear, "I've got you."
Harry hoped that he wasn't crushing Draco's ego too badly by saying this. Draco didn't seem to care as he slid off of the Pegasus and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist. Harry was surprised to find that he was strong enough to hold Draco up. Harry finally realized that everyone was surrounding him. He looked around and saw the relieved faces of them all. Hermione had small tears in her eyes, Ron was trying to look everywhere but at them, Pansy was shaking and crying as she whispered 'thank you' over and over, and Blaise looked incredibly glad that Draco was now safe.
"He'll be fine." Millicent said, "He's just shaken up."
"How do you know if he'll be fine??" Pansy shouted, "He's just had the daylights scared out of him!"
Millicent and Harry both glared at her. Harry was sure that Draco wouldn't have liked that outburst that she had just done, and it seemed that Millicent knew this as well.
"I know…" Millicent said, talking normally to Pansy for the first time in a week, "Because I'm his friend, and I know Draco. He's stronger than any of us are lead to believe. He'll pull through this, just as he pulled through losing his father to those bloody Dementers."
This put everyone into an uneasy silence. Pansy suddenly started to weep louder.
"He could have been killed!" she screamed, "It's… It's all that damn horse's fault!" She stormed off, her little fists clenched.
"Way to handle the situation, Millie." Blaise said.
"The truth can be a hard thing for her to handle." Millicent said, "And she's trying to handle another truth, but she won't open up."
Blaise put a hand on her shoulder, "You should go to her. I think you should be the one to talk to her."
Millicent looked as if she was going to decline, but then she slumped her shoulders and said, "All right." Then she went after her distressed friend.
"Poor Pansy," said Nott.
Harry looked down at his shivering bundle and wrapped his arms tighter. He was at a loss of what to do, so he first looked at his friends, but they didn't know what to do either. He looked over at Hagrid, but Hagrid looked pretty upset. Hagrid frowned at Harry and then jerked his head toward his hut.
"Perhaps it'd be best if you brought him into my place to let him rest since it's closer," he said in a soft voice.
"Ok. Thanks, Hagrid."
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When Draco finally came to his senses, he was surprised to see so many people surrounding him. Circling the large bed was Harry, Ron, Hermione, Blaise, Nott, Dean, and Seamus. He wondered for a second why Pansy wasn't there, but then remembered that she had stormed off and Millicent chased after her. Oh yeah, he remembered that whole conversation ever since he grabbed onto Harry tightly. He didn't want everyone to know that he remembered it, though.
"Are you all right now?" Harry asked. Draco felt his hand in Harry's, and Harry squeezed it tighter.
"Yeah. I think so."
Hagrid walked over and handed him a cup on a saucer. "Tea?"
After Draco sat up more, he took the cup from Hagrid and then took a sip.
"Your guess is as good as mine," he said, sarcastically.
"Yup, he's fine." Blaise said with a chuckle.
"Well, the rest of the class is now canceled." Hagrid said with a frown, "Which is a real downer because I was anxious to get you guys started on them there Diricains. But, no matter… five points to Slytherin and to Gryffindor. An extra two points to you Draco, for what happened."
"Oh, golly gee, thanks." Draco said, rolling his eyes.
"We were all worried about you," Hermione said.
Ron grunted and looked away.
"Were you really?" Draco smiled, generally pleased.
"Yes, we were," said Harry. "Me especially."
Draco squeezed Harry's hand. Harry leaned over and planted a soft kiss on Draco's lips. "And we know that it wasn't your fault."
"Oh, of course not." said Draco.
"Ron was worried too." Hermione said with a small grin.
"Hey!" Ron glared at her.
They all snickered.
"So…" Seamus said, "Did you get sick at all?"
"Seamus!" Dean and Hermione shouted.
"No, Finnigan, I didn't get sick."
"You were wetting your trousers then, weren't you?" Ron snickered.
"I was not." Draco pouted, "Do my trousers look soiled to you?"
"Maybe." Ron grinned, "Unless that's a tea stain."
"Be nice, Ron." Hermione said, smacking his arm. Draco glared at him.
"I'm glad you're ok." Nott said.
"Me too." Blaise said, putting a hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Well," Draco said, going pink from all the love and attention, "I'm glad I'm ok as well."
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Since they had the rest of the day off, Harry asked Draco to come up to the Gryffindor Tower with him. Blaise and Nott said their goodbyes to Draco and went toward the Slytherin dungeons. Blaise promised to find out the progress between Millicent and Pansy. He also let Draco know that Colin was going to be there for a bit, and at that, Draco said that he was glad he wasn't going to be there now. At that comment, Blaise gave him a look, and then left, with Nott at his heels.
Again, Draco dropped himself onto the dark crimson couch and propped his feet up like he owned the place. He stretched out his arms and put his hands behind his head.
"You're ego doesn't seem very hurt." Ron said.
"Well, it was until I realized how everyone was so worried for me." Draco grinned.
"You just like the attention, don't you?" Harry said, sitting down next to him.
"That's pretty much the gist of it, yes."
"You're a pig, you know that, Malfoy?" Hermione said.
"Thank you, Granger."
"Why do we even let him into our common room?" Seamus asked.
"Because you've all finally realized what a magnificent wizard I am." Draco said with an air of conceit.
"That's a matter of opinion," said Ron.
"Yes, and your opinion doesn't matter, might I add."
"If you don't behave yourself, Draco, I'm not going to let you in here anymore." Harry said.
"Tish and pish, Pots." Draco said, leaning closer to Harry, "You can't keep your eyes off of me for very long."
"Well, it is good to have you here."
"You see?" Draco poked his finger affectionately on Harry's nose.
"Yes. I feel safer when you're in plain view."
"Oooo…" Seamus said with a smirk, "Good burn, Harry."
"That was below the belt, Pots." Draco frowned.
"You know what else is below the belt?" Harry smirked, running a hand down Draco's body.
"I'm outta here." Ron said, getting up from his seat.
"Uh… I think I have homework to do…" said Hermione, and she went up to her dorm.
"Me too," said Dean. "Come on, Seamus, I need your help with my Astronomy project."
"Ok. See you around, Harry."
Draco frowned, "You can't leave me here with him! There's no telling what he'd do!"
Harry laughed, "I just did that so we could be alone."
"Oh, well, bravo then, Pots. Good thinking." Draco said with thick sarcasm, "And why, pray tell, did you want us alone for? You know we just started seeing each other for real about a week ago?"
"Yes, and we haven't had much free time to actually spend and get to know each other. And also…" Harry blushed, "I got you something."
"You know, you're not allowed to get me anything."
"Aren't I?"
"No. That's MY job."
"So, do you want it?"
"I guess it depends on what it is."
"So, you do want it?"
"I don't know, do I? It depends on what it is!"
"Well, either you do want it or you don't, because if you don't want it then I'll just give it to someone else that would appreciate it. I'm sure that maybe Ginny would like to get a present from me since she's…"
"All right! All right! What is it then?"
"So you want it?"
"Yes! I want it!"
Harry smirked triumphantly, "Okay." He pulled out a small, square box. It seemed similar to the one that Draco handed Harry that one day. Draco's gaze went from the box to Harry's face, and then to Harry's tie. Harry still had his phoenix brooch pinned to his tie. The phoenix was asleep, but it glowed brilliantly in the firelight of the common room.
"All right, this is the only thing you're allowed to give me."
"It is?" Harry blinked.
"Yes. Because I'm supposed to be wooing you, remember?"
"I thought the wooing was over with."
"Shut up, Pots, and give me my present."
Harry smiled and handed Draco the small box. Draco opened it right away, not wanting to get interrupted like they had done that one time. Draco's eyes widened and then grasped the gold chain from inside and lifted it.
"You like it? Cause if you don't, I can always give it to someone else. Or I'll keep it. It's a rather fetching pendent, isn't it?"
"Harry… it's a serpent wrapped around an apple."
He shrugged, "Well, yeah. Um, you wouldn't get it I guess, since you know nothing about Muggles."
"So, what's the deal with the apple?"
"Temptation. The serpent in the Bible tempted Eve with an apple, and when she bit it… er, yeah. That's like you. You're the serpent, and you've tempted me. Naughty boy."
"And you've taken a bite of my apple." Draco wiggled his eyebrows.
"You could say that." Harry blushed.
Draco leaned in close, keeping his eyes trained on Harry's. Silence reigned as their faces got nearer, and when they finally closed their eyes, they made perfect contact. Their noses lightly brushing against each other's cheekbones as they kissed. Their lips swept gently across one another's, and Harry could feel his face burning slowly. Draco's fingers were still clutching the necklace when his hands found Harry's and he pushed him down onto the couch. He toppled over Harry as they fell backwards. Draco's hands went into Harry's hair, and Harry's hands wrapped around Draco's torso. Their lips moved faster as they kiss became more passionate and sincere.
And then, Draco sneaked his tongue into Harry's mouth, and Harry jumped. Their faces parted abruptly, Harry's hand pushing gently at Draco's chest as he looked into Draco's eyes hotly. Draco's gaze softened at the way Harry was surveying him.
"Sorry. Did I do something wrong?" Draco asked quietly.
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but his throat made a croaking noise. He blushed and closed his mouth to try again.
"I… I wasn't expecting that," he panted, "I mean… you didn't do anything wrong. It just startled me."
Draco grinned warmly. "Oh. I didn't mean to… startle you." He pushed his body tighter against Harry's, emitting a soft gasp from him. The weight felt comforting and immensely arousing to Harry. He tilted his head back against the cushion, exposing his throat.
"It's all right," Harry murmured, "Please continue."
Draco didn't need more of an invitation and he lowered his face down to Harry's long neck. Harry's salty skin tasted ever so sweet to him, and he greedily kissed as much of it as he could. Harry wrapped his legs tightly around Draco's waist, loving the way his weight felt on him, and the way Draco's chest was heaving so against his own. He could hear them both panting, their hearts sped up as their touches increased, and they could feel each other's excitement through layers of clothing. Harry brought his face closer and started to kiss and suck at Draco's jaw and earlobe.
"Draco…" Harry groaned into his ear. Draco shivered.
"All right," said a sudden voice, "Bedtime for you two…" then the person gasped. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy! I am ashamed of you both!"
"Professor McGonagall!" Harry gasped, trying to straighten himself out. They both guiltily sat next to each other. Draco tried his best to fix his hair, but it was too late. Harry's hands had already destroyed it.
"I never… I mean, honestly! Right here in the common room! And it's not even your common room, Mr. Malfoy!"
"Er… Ron, Hermione, and I invited him over tonight, Professor. But just for tonight! You see, he had a bad day in Care of Magical Creatures…"
"I've heard, Potter. He still can't stay here."
"Please, Professor." Harry said. "He won't cause trouble, and anyway… we weren't going to actually do it, or anything."
"Oh, you expect me to believe you after what I have just witnessed? If you two were naked, you'd be…" McGonagall's cheeks tinted.
"I swear, Professor, I wasn't going to shag Potter on the couch." Draco said.
"Be that as it may…"
"I promise we won't do anything. I mean, with others in the same room, there's no way we would."
Harry could tell that McGonagall was really debating about it hard, because he could see her lips pressed firmly in a thin line and her brow was furrowed.
"Very well," she finally said, "But I'll have to take away ten points from Slytherin for this."
Draco frowned, "I just earned those points."
"Now, off to bed with you two!" she barked.
"Yes, Professor." They said, and then made their way up to the boys' dorm.
"That was very smooth, Pots." Draco grinned as they walked up to the door to the sixth years. "Heh… with others in the same room, there's no way we would do it! Nice. She obviously forgotten about the little nifty Silencing Spell we could cast."
"Well, she trusts me. So I'm sorry to say this, but we really shouldn't."
Draco pouted. "You are one evil boyfriend, you know that?"
Harry smiled slightly, trying to stop from laughing. "ME? You're the Slytherin!"
"It doesn't mean that you can't be evil."
"You're the one that was wooing me… tempting me with an apple!"
"Oh, really?" Draco grinned, and then looked down at his hand. He was still clutching the pendent. He undid the clasp and put it around his neck. "So, what apple would this be?"
Harry blushed, "Hush."
They opened the door to the boys' dorm. Neville was already asleep, Seamus' curtains around his bed were closed, but Dean's bed was empty, and Ron was still sitting up in bed with a book.
"It's about time you two stopped fooling around and got your sorry arse up here." Ron said to Harry, then he glared at Draco, "And what's he still doing here?"
"Er… Professor McGonagall caught us in a rather embarrassing position and after I asked her nicely…"
"Begged her, Pots. You begged her."
"Right, I did, didn't I? Anyway, she's letting Draco stay over night as long as we don't… uh... you know."
"Don't what?"
"Shag." Draco said bluntly.
Ron's eyes widened.
"Yes." Harry coughed into his hand, "And we were thinking about doing it anyway with a silencing charm around our bed, but I don't think that would be very nice of me, since she's trusting me and all."
"Ugh, no shagging with ME in here!" Ron groaned.
"We won't." Harry said.
"Speak for yourself." Draco sniffed.
"I mean it, Draco. We won't."
Draco pouted.
"Well, let's get some sleep." Harry said, stretching.
"Right. Sleep." Draco smirked. He followed Harry over to his bed, and he instantly closed the curtains.
"Good night, Ron." Harry said.
"Good night, Harry."
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When Millicent did catch up with Pansy, she was sitting on her bed in the girls' dormitory.
"Good evening, Mrs. Crab."
"Ew!" Pansy said, "That's a bad mental image."
"I meant that you're being crabby."
Pansy gave her the usual Slytherin glare. "What do you want? I don't have any more boyfriends for you to beat up."
"That's not what I want, although that sounds like fun."
"Leave me alone, ok?"
"See? You're being a crab. You're also in denial."
"Will you shut up with the whole denial thing already? I don't know what you mean by that!"
"Well, let me enlighten you then." Millicent sat next to Pansy, much to Pansy's dismay. "Let us travel down the road of nostalgia, back during the Slytherin/Gryffindor party we had. Any of that ring a bell?"
"Let's see… I remember a lot of drinking, and belching, and betting. What's that have to do with me being in denial?"
Millicent frowned a bit, "Remember when we got tipsy, and I held you?"
"Yeah, so? What are you saying?"
Millicent rolled her eyes, "You're dense." She said, before pushing her down onto the bed.
"MILLIE! What's gotten into you??"
She pinned her hands up above her head. "Think back to all those other times we've been together, and all those times I've stuck up for you. I even punched Weasley in the face for you- in front of Harry Potter, his best friend! Now does that give you any clue?"
"Millie…" Pansy gasped.
Millicent leaned forward, her weight now fully on top of Pansy.
"Millie…" Pansy panted.
"Yes, Pan-pan?"
"You… You're crushing me."
"Oh." She took her weight off of Pansy, "Sorry, hon."
Pansy's eyes twinkled, "Millie… I had no idea you were like this."
"I thought it was a dead give away that one day we shared a bed."
"But, don't all friends do that sometimes?"
"I guess. But I was holding you like a teddy bear."
Pansy smiled, "I remember that."
Millicent leaned forward and lightly kissed Pansy on the nose. "Do I need to tell you?"
"No." Pansy blushed, "Not really."
"Good. Then I don't have to ask." She leaned her face lower.
"Millie? I…" Millicent halted her sentence with a mere touch of her mouth. One of the other Slytherin girls closed the curtains for them, and then dowsed the lights.
"It's about time." The girl said.
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Meanwhile, Colin and Blaise were sitting by the fire in the common room. Colin was showing Blaise his photo album filled with pictures of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and party pictures as well. He even had a few of himself and Blaise cuddling or posing. He had asked Harry and a few others to take pictures of them during the party.
"These turned out nicely," Blaise said. He had to flip his brown hair out of the way.
"Thanks." Colin blushed, "You know, we've been together for about two weeks now and we haven't really gone on our first date yet."
Blaise's eyes widened in shock, "You're right! I'm so sorry about that, love."
Colin cuddled closer to him, "It's ok. Schoolwork has been hectic for me. O.W.L.s for me this year, and all."
"I'm so very sorry, Colin. Would you like to go on a date with me this weekend?"
"Yeah," Colin smiled, "I'd love to."
Blaise lifted Colin's face to his and lightly placed his lips over Colin's. They sat there, by the fire, kissing softly.
Snape took a few steps into the common room and then turned right back around. The couple engaged in the kiss never knew he had been there.
--
Harry groaned into Draco's mouth as they kissed feverishly. Draco had pressed himself hard against Harry, rubbing and petting as much skin as he could find. Harry grasped Draco's biceps, and then with all his might, flipped Draco off of him.
"Harry?" Draco said in confusion. He cuddled up to Harry's side and kissed his shoulder, "What's wrong?"
"I promised McGonagall that we wouldn't do anything, remember?"
Draco frowned, hurt expression clearly shone, and then he turned around, back facing Harry. "All right, fine. If sleep is all you want to do, then fine. It's not as if having you so close to me isn't affecting me at all. No. I'll just… lie here and think of you."
"You're a drama queen, you know that, Draco?"
"You're just a queen." Draco retorted. He shifted under the covers.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked quietly.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Draco said.
"I don't know. That's why I asked."
Draco laughed softly, "Take a good guess." He moved a bit more, and then the sheets from between his legs started to move.
"DRACO!"
"Thank goodness for that Silencing Spell I place, huh?"
"You're not doing that, are you??"
"Ohhh… Yes… Harry…"
Harry buried his head under his pillow.
"Ohhhhh… Harry…" Draco moaned.
"Draco, stop it!" Harry's face turned hot.
"Gotta relieve myself somehow." Draco grinned to himself, "Oh, God, yes…"
"Do you have to make all those noises, though?" Harry pleaded.
"Yes." Draco snickered, "I'm not a quiet masturb…" Harry bopped him with a pillow.
"SHUT. IT." Harry growled, "I'm trying to sleep."
Draco shrugged his shoulders, "Have it your way… darling." He continued with his activity.
Harry curled into a ball and tried his best to will his own ache away.
"Harry…" Draco whispered.
It was going to be a long night.
TBC
Well, that turned out better than I had hoped.