Warning: Slash.
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Hiding
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Harry Potter is still in my arms. I am still in the Gryffindor Dorms. It's morning.
Glad you cleared that up Draco, because I was wondering when you'd catch on.
Harry looks so sweet when he's sleeping. He bunches up his nose, and his eyelashes grace his velvety cheek.
Why is Harry looking at me?
"So you weren't a dream?" He hugs me tighter.
Trust Harry to catch on quick. My first reaction is how will I still be able to live, and his is if he's still dreaming.
My little innocent Gryffindor.
Oh yeah, need to go back to my past time.
"Draco... kissing... mmmm... wait... Draco... morning..."
Why does he have to complicate everything. I want to kiss him. So I kiss him. If he wants to shower, we'll shower.
I wonder if he does communal showers. Warm showers, with soap and naked bodies... I need to stop that train of thought right there. Can't be wanking off in the middle of the morning.
But with Harry...
"Yes Harry?"
I stopped kissing him so he could speak.
"We need to go to breakfast. And to class. I'll see you at lunch."
Harry is leaving me. To go eat. Aren't I tasty enough? I've got enough uses for his mouth right here, thank you very much.
No use putting food in it. No way. In fact, my body votes no.
So I pout.
"Draaaco. I don't want to leave you. Please don't pout."
I continue to pout. I was told I look damn sexy when I pout.
"I'll be thinking about you all day. I promise."
I stop pouting. And kiss him again.
"Harry?"
"What Draco?"
I'm like a bloody virgin on her wedding night. Get on with it Malfoy.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Must not blush. Cannot blush. New Draco's Code of Ethics:
Code #2: Must not become a complete and utter looney over one Harry James Potter.
"Of course!"
With a kiss and a skip, Harry leaves me to fend my way out of Gryffindor.
How I love him.
And how I want to hate him.
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TBC!
A/N: Any thing about today's installment? Let me know!
A/N: Thank you for everyone who "checked off boxes", reviewed, or read my story. Thank you!!!
Hiding
=========
Harry Potter is still in my arms. I am still in the Gryffindor Dorms. It's morning.
Glad you cleared that up Draco, because I was wondering when you'd catch on.
Harry looks so sweet when he's sleeping. He bunches up his nose, and his eyelashes grace his velvety cheek.
Why is Harry looking at me?
"So you weren't a dream?" He hugs me tighter.
Trust Harry to catch on quick. My first reaction is how will I still be able to live, and his is if he's still dreaming.
My little innocent Gryffindor.
Oh yeah, need to go back to my past time.
"Draco... kissing... mmmm... wait... Draco... morning..."
Why does he have to complicate everything. I want to kiss him. So I kiss him. If he wants to shower, we'll shower.
I wonder if he does communal showers. Warm showers, with soap and naked bodies... I need to stop that train of thought right there. Can't be wanking off in the middle of the morning.
But with Harry...
"Yes Harry?"
I stopped kissing him so he could speak.
"We need to go to breakfast. And to class. I'll see you at lunch."
Harry is leaving me. To go eat. Aren't I tasty enough? I've got enough uses for his mouth right here, thank you very much.
No use putting food in it. No way. In fact, my body votes no.
So I pout.
"Draaaco. I don't want to leave you. Please don't pout."
I continue to pout. I was told I look damn sexy when I pout.
"I'll be thinking about you all day. I promise."
I stop pouting. And kiss him again.
"Harry?"
"What Draco?"
I'm like a bloody virgin on her wedding night. Get on with it Malfoy.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Must not blush. Cannot blush. New Draco's Code of Ethics:
Code #2: Must not become a complete and utter looney over one Harry James Potter.
"Of course!"
With a kiss and a skip, Harry leaves me to fend my way out of Gryffindor.
How I love him.
And how I want to hate him.
====== [end of chapter] ======
TBC!
A/N: Any thing about today's installment? Let me know!