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AUTHOR: Bitterpassions

Disclaimer: Don't own, Not mine! Just having fun

Rating:M

Note: This story just popped in my head, sorry no beta reader for now. All the mistakes are my own.

Morning Lover

Draco really shouldn't have been surprised, really he shouldn't have. I mean come on; potter had been eyeing him all week. But I mean of course he was. After all it was bound to happen eventually. He should have seen this coming.

Sadly no, this had not been the case. Which is why he found himself in the current situation. I mean really how was he to know when he woke up this morning that the heavy feeling lying on top of him wasn't his winter blanket.

Now come on, be honest. If you were Draco Lucien Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin. Heir to the Malfoy family fortune and future husband to some lucky pureblooded witch out there, would you honestly think that you'd wake up one morning, with Harry 'bloody' potter draped over you in all his glorious nakedness?

Okay, okay. So I've had those fantasies. Who hasn't? Blaise said he even caught the Mudblood sneaking a peek after the Quidditch game last week. Hmph, made up some excuse about being there to see the weaslete.

Griffindors are so clueless. Granger is as big a slut as they come. Wonder what would happen if the Weasel ever saw what Granger's really reading when she has the Hogwarts a History in front of her, but let's forget about the mudblood slut, shall we?

Back to the predicament at hand. I mean hey It's not like I'm enjoying this.

'His hair is really soft to the touch…I mean, for looking like a bird's nest that is.'

Hey he's moving…. Is he purring!

Harry smiled instinctively to himself. Stretching smoothly as he pressed closer to the pale body beneath him. Turning his head to slide his tongue across the salty skin before him, the raven haired young man smiled against the skin that shivered the sensation.

'This is where you belong Draco…this is where you've always belonged. In bed under me.'

Lifting his head, Harry smiled as he found himself looking into stormy grey eyes glaring back at him.

"Hello Luver" Whispered Harry before plundering the blonde's mouth with his own.

Well should I continue?