Harry had always noticed the little side looks from Draco, those tiny smiles when he believed no one was looking. It was a poorly hidden secret that Draco had fancied him for at least a year – which was when he slowly stopped taunting the 'Golden Trio' and even occasionally helped them.
It was funny in a way that Draco never saw what was going on between Harry and Lucius, it wasn't as if they lied to people and said they weren't together, but no one ever asked. Draco always saw Harry as single, yet never made his move.
Harry mumbled the Slytherin password, hoping the one Lucius told him was still the one. Thankfully it was, and Harry took in the surroundings before making his way up to the boys' dormitories. As expected, it was dark and sinister looking, covered with black leather and green silk, walls of dark gray stones. A few lights hung from the ceiling, but other than those it was dark.
He turned the knob slowly on the door he believed to be the one for the boys, and was surprised at his luck when it was. He took a few steps in the room, careful to stay quiet and go unnoticed. Harry peered into each bed before finding Draco's, and carefully climbed in, straddling the Slytherin. Quickly he did a silencing charm and pulled the curtains closed.
Draco was dreaming of something good, feeling happy, but was annoyed when something brought him back to reality. He blinked a few times before registering another boy was on top of him, and it took another moment or two to realize it was Harry Potter. Draco shrieked in fright and sat straight up.
"Potter!" Harry smiled.
"Hi Draco."
"Wh… what are you doing…?" Draco was silenced with a kiss and he fell back, deciding this was just another dream, because there was no way he would ever wake up to Harry Potter straddling him and then kissing him. A dream. Right.
"Draco… You are beautiful." Harry pulled back suddenly and studied him. "Truly your fathers son." Draco blinked in confusion before Harry spoke again.
"It's a shame the world will never have a chance to see you turn into a man as striking as him." Draco felt slightly panicked and tried to speak, but quickly found himself being covered by a pillow. The panic grew as breathing became harder to do.
Harry reached the door and threw a glance over his shoulder.
"Such a pretty boy…"