Harry awoke the next morning, just as the alarm clock on the table next to the bed rang shrilly. He glanced around the room, not really registering where he was until he looked down and found Draco sleeping next to him in the bed. He smiled as he replayed the events of last night in his head, when Draco yawned quietly and stretched. His blonde was completely disheveled, a few strands falling across his face. Harry reached over and brushed the hair away from Draco's eyes, smiling gently as he did so. He leaned over and kissed Draco's lips softly, his hand gently stroking his cheek. He stiffened slightly as he felt Draco's hand slide under his shirt and caress the skin of his bare chest.
"Love, we have to stop. Classes start soon, and we need to get ready," Harry said, trying desperately to stop Draco's roaming hands, which were now toying with the button at the top of his pants.
"Please can't we just skip classes and stay in here all day?" Draco asked, his eyes pleading with Harry as he managed to undo the button and was beginning to unzip them. Harry paused Draco's eager hands and kissed him slowly and sensually, before slowly climbing out of bed to the dresser off in the far corner, which had sprung up magically when Harry willed it to be there.
Draco pouted before reluctantly climbing out of bed to where Harry was and gently swatted him on the butt. Harry smiled at him softly, before rummaging through the drawers and finding clothes for each of them to wear. Harry handed Draco his clothes and then went back to the bed and proceeded to change into his. Draco watched in awe, as Harry stripped off his shirt, revealing a slightly muscular back, smooth and tan and just waiting for Draco to run his fingers over it. He quickly turned away and began getting dressed himself as Harry slipped off his pants.
They waited at the doorway before slipping off in opposite directions unnoticed and made their ways to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Harry made his way to the Gryffindor table and was promptly bombarded with questions from Ron as soon as he sat down.
"Where were you this morning?" Ron asked menacingly. Hermione sat there, reading a book, but was really listening to their conversation intently.
"I was mailing a letter to Lupin." Harry said simply, quickly making note in his mind to remember to send a letter to him later on in the day.
Ron stared at him skeptically before eating the rest of his breakfast in silence. They soon made their way to Charms, walking in awkward silence, until Hermione spoke up as they reached Professor Flitwick's classroom.
"You know, he was extremely worried about you this morning, when he went to wake you up and you weren't in your bed," said Hermione, as Ron walked past the both of them into the classroom. "Well, worried was an understatement. He was absolutely beside himself."
"Well, why? I've been missing before, and he's never been worried then!"
"He has, he's just never expressed it to you. He was extremely worried this time because we overheard some Slytherins talking on the way to breakfast this morning, and they said that Draco had gone missing, too. You didn't happen to see him did you?"
"No, I hadn't," said Harry quickly, perhaps a little too quickly because his response caused Hermione to raise one of her eyebrows suspiciously. Harry sighed loudly and walked into the classroom. He could never let anyone find out about his affairs with Draco, especially Ron and Hermione. He took a seat next to Ron, and apologized for scaring him this morning, but was cut short as Professor Flitwick walked into the room and announced the beginning of class.