-1"Ok, so, we're here to tell all you idiots something, aren't we, Harry?" Draco said, cocking a blonde eyebrow. "Harry… Harry!" he seethed through grinding teeth at the brunette, who was too preoccupied reading a manga-novel to give Draco any of his time.
"Wha-- Hmm- Yeah, sure, Draco. I'm sure they all already know that though…" he started, pulling from the blondes grasp.
"No, they don't!" Draco growled as he reached deep into his pocket and retrieved a large box of condoms.
"But Dra--"
"No buts!" Draco commanded, pulling Harry forward. "Condoms, people!" he growled. "Don't you understand - all those damned slashers don't make us use condoms, 'cause we're wizards -- and they think that makes bareback ok!" he demanded. "Well, do you!" he asked once more.
"No… No…. No…" the crowd replied, sounding dismal.
"Exactly!" he shouted, opening the condom and dropping his pants. "Now, this is how you use one… Harry, drop your pants!" he commanded.
The brunette looked taken aback - were they really doing a practical demonstration? However, he dropped his pants and smiled at the crowd.
Draco rolled the condom over his dick and lowered Harry over the bed which he transfigured from a chair. "Acio… lube!" Draco grinned. He slicked himself up and slid into Harry gently, picking up a steadying pace. "Now, understand, fight STD's!" he growled.
"Condoms… always… use… condoms," Harry panted.
The End!