Title: Kiss Me!
Author: Tine.
Summary: Harry + Draco = a lot of fun.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Harry/Draco.
Good morning (or whatever) fellow DH fans. Now, since I got such an awesome amount of feedback from all of you, I decided to write the next chapter as soon as possible. This was as soon as I possibly could. Dedicated to Lunadeath, who gave me this exceptionally gorgeous story idea.
***ENJOY!***
"What?" Ron asked, snapping out of his sleep-like trance, and focusing his attention on his roommates, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan.
"We found *this* in Colin Creevey's bag..." they said in mixed unison.
"What were you doing in Colin Creevey's bag?" Ron wondered aloud.
"Trying to find a place to snog. You now how little privacy there is around here," Seamus replied. Ron was quite curious as to whether this was a joke, but he doubted whether he even wanted to know.
"So - uh - what's it a picture of?" Ron demanded. Dean handed it over, and as Ron took a good look at it, he thought he just might have gone blind.
"Oh my...." he trailed off, his mouth going slack as he stared transfixed at the photo. "What in the world is Colin doing with this?"
"Well Colin took it... with his camera, obviously. The real question is *why* he took it..."
"Because he's a pervert. Like everyone else in this school," Ron responded. This answer seemed to satisfy Seamus' curiosity, but Dean was still slightly confused.
"Well, I don't see anyone else going around with pictures like this. Even if they do enjoy the sight of Harry and Malfoy."
"You might want to rethink that, Dean." Ron's voice held much desperation as he spotted his younger sister poring over a quite familiar picture with her Gryffindor friends. Ron shot up, wrenched the photo out of Ginny's grasp, and proceeded to rip it in half.
"Ron Weasley, I paid good money for that!"
"And I never want to hear you say that again, Ginny. I *will * write to Mum."
"You won't. Because then you'd have to admit how you found out about it. You'd also have to tell Mum that Harry's gay and with Draco. I doubt the words have barely formed in your head, let alone in your mouth."
"There he is!" Ron shouted, purposely ignoring his sibling's argument. He sprinted across the Great Hall and plowed straight into Colin Creevey. Colin staggered backward, and dropped a handful of pictures on the floor. Before Ron could pick them up, Harry had appeared out of nowhere to help Colin. He stooped to pick the pictures up for Colin and stared, aghast, at them.
Harry quickly gathered them into a pile and shoved them into his pockets. He stood up. "Where are the others?" he pleaded simply.
"What others?" Colin asked, feigning innocence.
"I know there are more. Where are they?"
"I have no idea. They're all... gone."
"Where'd they go?" Harry asked, a slight mocking tone to his voice. Colin shrugged.
"Well they're with whoever bought them."
"You sold them?" Harry asked, quite outraged. By then, Ron had slowly made his way back to the Gryffindor table and was watching Harry and Colin's confrontation, along with the rest of the school that was eating dinner at this present time. Harry glanced around, observed this, and dragged Colin out of public.
"You little bugger!" he shouted, the minute they were out of ear-shot. "How dare you sell pictures of Draco and I!"
"You're selling yourselves. What's the difference?"
"There's a huge difference! We're the ones making the profit!" Harry's voice was possibly the loudest it had ever been. It was a miracle how fast it could go from incredibly angry to beautifully happy. "Draco!"
Draco sidled cautiosly into the corridor and glanced around carefully. "Harry..." he greeted, a look of alarm on his face. Harry threw his arms around his boyfriend and planted a short kiss on Draco's lips. Then they both turned to Colin, who was looking both awkward and aroused.
"Uh. Yeah, I'll just be going."
"Not until you get me those photos back!"
"What photos?" Draco inquired.
"The ones Colin took of you and I together. He's selling them to people at Hogwarts!"
"And you didn't even cut us in on some of the moolah?" Draco demanded, looking highly affronted. "You'd better give them back!"
"Okay!" Colin burst out. "But only if you do me a favor..." Draco and Harry both looked distinctly uncomfortable. "Oh, that's not what I mean. Not entirely anyway. I would like Harry to kiss me."
Harry looked a little sick at the prospect of kissing Colin, and promptly shook his head no. Draco, however, intervened.
"Wait, now that's not a bad idea. One kiss for a few pictures. Sounds fair to me."
"Draco! I don't want to kiss anyone but you!" Harry looked quite panic- stricken.
"Very touching. Go on. It won't be so bad. I'll even watch."
"That doesn't help," Harry muttered under his breath, taking a step toward Colin. Next moment Colin had surged forward, pulled Harry to his lips, and kissed him fiercely. Quite shocking for shuch a shy little boy.
If Harry thought this might be unpleasant, he was vastly mistaken. Colin was quite the kisser. Nothing on Draco, of course. He did know where to put his tongue, though. Wait, Colin was giving Harry tongue? Wait, Harry was giving it back? Yikes.
Harry jumped backward and trodded on Draco's feet. The blond was a bit surprised, but mostly due to the fact that Harry had enjoyed the kiss.
"Accio pictures!" Colin shouted, and they waited a moment as individual photos came flying through the air into Colin's outstretched hand. From outside, from various stairwells and corridors, even one from Filch's dungeons. Distinctly shudder-worthy. He passed them to Harry, who hurriedly put them in his pockets with the ones he had taken from Colin earlier.
"Thanks for that Harry. Draco, you sure know how to choose your men!" The camera-toting boy then turned on his heel and skipped off in the opposite direction, leaving the two boys staring after him.
"Huh. Very interesting," Harry said, a wide smirk on his face.
"Shut it, Scar Head..." Draco growled, pulling Harry toward him. They stood there, kissing softly until they were out of breath. "Better than Colin?" Draco asked, a little edge to his voice. Harry gave him a kiss to test him.
"Much."
***END***
Okay. I know that was a decidedly non-DH moment right there and I apologize in advance, before you all hurt me. If Harry and Draco couldn't be together, then I would definitely want Colin and Harry together. But don't worry! That isn't happening in this story!
Mucho thanks to all my reviewers: bakachan17, Lunadeath, Caz Malfoy (your reviews never cease to make me laugh), Analia (your idea have been taken into consideration :D), LadyDeath, tyrini, Heat Wave on Ice, kyouXyuki, Sami, M69, Aku.Kitsune, foreverpotter, IrishMunkeDracoMalfoy (awesome name, awesome review!), Luci Shadow, Silvrei (I have noticed that too), cpbusted (they will... just not yet), malfoy+harry, Sweet Sorrow.
Hey... just a little note to the reviewer Chels. Is your review a flame? Forgive me, I must be stupid for not knowing... the fact that you reviewed chapter 2, stated your dislike for Draco/Harry (chich I did mention would be in this story in the summary), then read the next two chapters, which also happens to have Draco/Harry in it, makes me doubt your... (insert word here). I'm too lazy to think of my own word.
Not JK. I'd be sleeping with Draco if I was. And Harry if I could arrange it, and I could if I was JK Rowling. But I'm not. I sleep with stuffed animals instead. Sigh.
Tine
Author: Tine.
Summary: Harry + Draco = a lot of fun.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Harry/Draco.
Good morning (or whatever) fellow DH fans. Now, since I got such an awesome amount of feedback from all of you, I decided to write the next chapter as soon as possible. This was as soon as I possibly could. Dedicated to Lunadeath, who gave me this exceptionally gorgeous story idea.
***ENJOY!***
"What?" Ron asked, snapping out of his sleep-like trance, and focusing his attention on his roommates, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan.
"We found *this* in Colin Creevey's bag..." they said in mixed unison.
"What were you doing in Colin Creevey's bag?" Ron wondered aloud.
"Trying to find a place to snog. You now how little privacy there is around here," Seamus replied. Ron was quite curious as to whether this was a joke, but he doubted whether he even wanted to know.
"So - uh - what's it a picture of?" Ron demanded. Dean handed it over, and as Ron took a good look at it, he thought he just might have gone blind.
"Oh my...." he trailed off, his mouth going slack as he stared transfixed at the photo. "What in the world is Colin doing with this?"
"Well Colin took it... with his camera, obviously. The real question is *why* he took it..."
"Because he's a pervert. Like everyone else in this school," Ron responded. This answer seemed to satisfy Seamus' curiosity, but Dean was still slightly confused.
"Well, I don't see anyone else going around with pictures like this. Even if they do enjoy the sight of Harry and Malfoy."
"You might want to rethink that, Dean." Ron's voice held much desperation as he spotted his younger sister poring over a quite familiar picture with her Gryffindor friends. Ron shot up, wrenched the photo out of Ginny's grasp, and proceeded to rip it in half.
"Ron Weasley, I paid good money for that!"
"And I never want to hear you say that again, Ginny. I *will * write to Mum."
"You won't. Because then you'd have to admit how you found out about it. You'd also have to tell Mum that Harry's gay and with Draco. I doubt the words have barely formed in your head, let alone in your mouth."
"There he is!" Ron shouted, purposely ignoring his sibling's argument. He sprinted across the Great Hall and plowed straight into Colin Creevey. Colin staggered backward, and dropped a handful of pictures on the floor. Before Ron could pick them up, Harry had appeared out of nowhere to help Colin. He stooped to pick the pictures up for Colin and stared, aghast, at them.
Harry quickly gathered them into a pile and shoved them into his pockets. He stood up. "Where are the others?" he pleaded simply.
"What others?" Colin asked, feigning innocence.
"I know there are more. Where are they?"
"I have no idea. They're all... gone."
"Where'd they go?" Harry asked, a slight mocking tone to his voice. Colin shrugged.
"Well they're with whoever bought them."
"You sold them?" Harry asked, quite outraged. By then, Ron had slowly made his way back to the Gryffindor table and was watching Harry and Colin's confrontation, along with the rest of the school that was eating dinner at this present time. Harry glanced around, observed this, and dragged Colin out of public.
"You little bugger!" he shouted, the minute they were out of ear-shot. "How dare you sell pictures of Draco and I!"
"You're selling yourselves. What's the difference?"
"There's a huge difference! We're the ones making the profit!" Harry's voice was possibly the loudest it had ever been. It was a miracle how fast it could go from incredibly angry to beautifully happy. "Draco!"
Draco sidled cautiosly into the corridor and glanced around carefully. "Harry..." he greeted, a look of alarm on his face. Harry threw his arms around his boyfriend and planted a short kiss on Draco's lips. Then they both turned to Colin, who was looking both awkward and aroused.
"Uh. Yeah, I'll just be going."
"Not until you get me those photos back!"
"What photos?" Draco inquired.
"The ones Colin took of you and I together. He's selling them to people at Hogwarts!"
"And you didn't even cut us in on some of the moolah?" Draco demanded, looking highly affronted. "You'd better give them back!"
"Okay!" Colin burst out. "But only if you do me a favor..." Draco and Harry both looked distinctly uncomfortable. "Oh, that's not what I mean. Not entirely anyway. I would like Harry to kiss me."
Harry looked a little sick at the prospect of kissing Colin, and promptly shook his head no. Draco, however, intervened.
"Wait, now that's not a bad idea. One kiss for a few pictures. Sounds fair to me."
"Draco! I don't want to kiss anyone but you!" Harry looked quite panic- stricken.
"Very touching. Go on. It won't be so bad. I'll even watch."
"That doesn't help," Harry muttered under his breath, taking a step toward Colin. Next moment Colin had surged forward, pulled Harry to his lips, and kissed him fiercely. Quite shocking for shuch a shy little boy.
If Harry thought this might be unpleasant, he was vastly mistaken. Colin was quite the kisser. Nothing on Draco, of course. He did know where to put his tongue, though. Wait, Colin was giving Harry tongue? Wait, Harry was giving it back? Yikes.
Harry jumped backward and trodded on Draco's feet. The blond was a bit surprised, but mostly due to the fact that Harry had enjoyed the kiss.
"Accio pictures!" Colin shouted, and they waited a moment as individual photos came flying through the air into Colin's outstretched hand. From outside, from various stairwells and corridors, even one from Filch's dungeons. Distinctly shudder-worthy. He passed them to Harry, who hurriedly put them in his pockets with the ones he had taken from Colin earlier.
"Thanks for that Harry. Draco, you sure know how to choose your men!" The camera-toting boy then turned on his heel and skipped off in the opposite direction, leaving the two boys staring after him.
"Huh. Very interesting," Harry said, a wide smirk on his face.
"Shut it, Scar Head..." Draco growled, pulling Harry toward him. They stood there, kissing softly until they were out of breath. "Better than Colin?" Draco asked, a little edge to his voice. Harry gave him a kiss to test him.
"Much."
***END***
Okay. I know that was a decidedly non-DH moment right there and I apologize in advance, before you all hurt me. If Harry and Draco couldn't be together, then I would definitely want Colin and Harry together. But don't worry! That isn't happening in this story!
Mucho thanks to all my reviewers: bakachan17, Lunadeath, Caz Malfoy (your reviews never cease to make me laugh), Analia (your idea have been taken into consideration :D), LadyDeath, tyrini, Heat Wave on Ice, kyouXyuki, Sami, M69, Aku.Kitsune, foreverpotter, IrishMunkeDracoMalfoy (awesome name, awesome review!), Luci Shadow, Silvrei (I have noticed that too), cpbusted (they will... just not yet), malfoy+harry, Sweet Sorrow.
Hey... just a little note to the reviewer Chels. Is your review a flame? Forgive me, I must be stupid for not knowing... the fact that you reviewed chapter 2, stated your dislike for Draco/Harry (chich I did mention would be in this story in the summary), then read the next two chapters, which also happens to have Draco/Harry in it, makes me doubt your... (insert word here). I'm too lazy to think of my own word.
Not JK. I'd be sleeping with Draco if I was. And Harry if I could arrange it, and I could if I was JK Rowling. But I'm not. I sleep with stuffed animals instead. Sigh.
Tine