Someday, I will own something of great value. This will not be Harry Potter, as J K Rowling already owns it.

Not Doing A School Project

"Draco, you're supposed to be good at Potions. Why don't you take over?"

"Because, I don't like fertilizer potions."

Harry dropped his quill with disgust on the piece of parchment which, after twenty minutes, was still blank except for some doodles in the corner. "Well, then we're screwed. Oh, well, it's not due until Friday anyway."

"And this is what, Wednesday night?"

"Er, yeah. So, we start tomorrow." Harry leaned back in his chair in the dungeons, completely ignoring the stack of books sitting on the small table. He and Draco had taken to partnering on projects for a few reasons; Ron and Hermionie were always together, leaving Harry with no partners; there were only five people left in the Slytherin class, leaving Draco with no partners; and, their rivalry made their projects jump up to a whole new level as they were usually trying to outdo each other. Usually.

"Pansy tried to trap me in the Charms classroom today." Draco said out of the blue.

"What? She still hasn't given up yet?"

"Nope." Draco looked glum about it, even though she was the only girl who had followed either of them around for any length of time. "I wish she'd just give up and go fall in love with someone who cared."

"Why couldn't someone we like try to trap us in an empty classroom?"

Draco sighed. "I know, this is starting to get depressing now. You'd think by the end of our seventh year, one of us would have gotten a girlfriend."

"Yeah. Maybe Justin's got the right idea after all. He's always got someone hanging off his arm."

"Justin?"

"Finch-Fletchley. Hufflepuff. Gave up on girls years ago, and has gotten more action than the two of us put together."

"Oh, yeah, him. Hmm, interesting thought, eh?"

"Yeah, not something that crossed my mind before now. Think it'd be weird?"

"Good question... only one way to find out!" Draco said cheerfully. Before he could think about it again, he grabbed Harry and kissed him full on the mouth.

Numerous thoughts went flying through Harry's head at that moment. First was that he couldn't believe his first kiss in a year and a half was coming from Draco Malfoy, followed quickly by the thought that he kissed better than Cho (wet), Colleen (tasted like too-old broccoli), Amanda (drooled down his front), Nicole (tried to steal his wand and wallet for a souvenir), and just about every other girl he could ever remember kissing.

"Oh. Shit. I didn't expect to enjoy that." Draco had let go and settled back into his chair.

Harry's eyes opened at his words and he replied with a sheepish grin, "Neither did I. Actually, I didn't expect it at all..."

"Oh, shut up!"

"Are you blushing, Malfoy?"

"NO!" Draco glared over at his rather amused friend, "Stop staring at me!"

"Fine." Harry leant over and kissed him instead. He was quite enjoying himself, and slid his chair closer, so he could wrap his arm around Draco's shoulders, suddenly liking how much taller his former rival was. Harry felt Draco's hand come up to the back of his head to idly play with his hair and he moaned, dropping his head down to the blonde's shoulder. "Is this at all what you ever imagined doing?" Draco murmured as he gently nibbled down Harry's neck.

"Mmm, no, not in the slightest... what are you doing to my neck? It feels bloody marvelous..."

"My secret... don't you wish we'd thought of this sooner?"

"Oh, yes." Harry turned his face back to Draco's, eagerly starting what turned out to be an incredibly sweet kiss. "We're going to have to thank Justin..."

"Hmm, I suppose. Not now, I hope." Just in case Harry was considering leaving to find the Hufflepuff, Draco reached over and pulled him onto his lap, bringing his lips within kissing distance again. To his utter delight, he felt Harry's tongue gently probing his lower lip, and willingly drew him in.

After an eternity, Harry drew back and said in a low voice, "No, it can wait till tomorrow."

"Planning on being busy tonight then?"

"Definitely."

THE END

Author's Note: Did people like this story? It's my first time writing anything like it, so any and all feedback is welcome.

And something strange, there were exactly 666 words in this. Isn't that so excellent?

Sorry, I'm entertained by weird things.