-1Pre-word.. All characters used are of creation of J.K Rowling.. Not me.
;3 I'm a sucker for slash.. Please don't flame me. D:
It was your choice to read it, if you don't like boy X boy themes then read something else. :D Thanks much.
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Harry would squirm. At first the kiss was seemingly horrible! Second after second passed, and soon Harry felt a change in him he could not quite figure out. He thought his heart had merely hurt from the scare, that the pounding in his chest was caused by Malfoy's odd actions. But there was familiarity in his rapid heartbeat. He had remembered something much like this when he had confronted Cho about the Yule Ball.
Harry also felt a heat like he had never felt before, Where Malfoy's body pressed against his, his body would warm.
Draco smiled into the kiss, He could feel Potter trembling. Malfoy was alive in this moment. He was not worried about his reputation, what reason had he to be? Potter wouldn't tell a soul, out of embarrassment or out of fear no one would believe him. Not only those reasons, but he could tell Harry was well interested by this, that Harry was excited. Malfoy knew what the growing bulge in Harry's trousers meant.
Draco's mouth would release Harry's, his hands now moving to push back his cloak. It didn't take long before Draco would hault. The portraits, they could very well see what was about to conspire. Draco grabbed tightly unto Harry's wrist and began to drag him down the hall in tow.
Harry would snatch his cloak at the very last second before he could no longer resist Malfoy's pull. It was odd, Harry did not want to fight him. He wanted to explore this. He yearned to be against the ill-tempered blonds body, to feel the heat of his mouth. Harry would lean close to Malfoy, whispering meekly. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see." The blond would reply, bluntly. He didn't want to deal with Potters question, He only wanted to merely take advantage of the boy. Whether or not it bothered Harry now was none of his concern. Draco was aching, and wanted to truly devote himself to the mere act. Now, Draco most certainly did not consider himself homosexual. He idealistically considered himself to be experimental, and one whom deeply sought out and enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh. Whether male or female, Draco would definitely take advantage.
Harry was the most handsome boy he had gotten a hold of thus far, and he was ready to see what lay under the pip-squeaks pajama.
Soon enough Harry would realize where Malfoy was taking him. It was a place he and his fellow students had made use of the year before; The room of requirement. There, he knew they would have peace, and Filch would not stumble upon a school violation so large. Excitement enrapt his heart, fear only glimmering deep within the fuzzy warmth. As they came upon the large painting of fruit, Harry's feelings intensified. He had felt nothing like this before.
Draco would make an inaudible whisper and the door would open, revealing to them the same room often used. The soft chairs were scattered about the room, a fire place lit. Draco would yank Harry into the room, closing the door quickly behind them. Now, Draco felt, they were safe to do as he pleased.
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A bit longer this time.. :X I want to finish this story up, So I'll be working on the next chapter as soon as I upload this on. I would appreciate reviews.. I might do as others do and requite a quota before the next update. Hope you enjoyed.