Insomnia.

"Well Potter, I did hope it might be you... now what pray tell are you snooping about for at 3 o'clock in the morning? Well?"

"Oh, sod off Malfoy, I can't be bothered right now."

"Well I can, Potter," Malfoy's voice took on a much harder edge. He raised the tip of his lit wand nearer to Harry's face and peered at him out of the gloom. Harry tried to step back a little and discovered a wall at his back -damned unhelpful castle. "prefects can take points for this, you know."

Harry snorted. "Only you would think that would be worth the effort, Malfoy. Whenever did you get so petty?"

"On the other hand, I could take you to Dumbledore, who although seems to perceive you as his honoury grandson, would not be able under the Hogwarts rule book, to make any allowances whatsoever for your miserable hide to be walking the halls at this time, particually as said hide is as usual in mortal peril from spies and whatnot. So, tell me what you're up to."

Harry opened and closed his mouth several times, then muttered, "I have insomnia, okay? Now, let me go."

"Insomnia? Why, scared of more nightmares, little Harry? Afwaid of the big bad dream men?"

"Let me go," Harry repeated, venomously, highly embarrassed and trying not to go red, pushing himself away from the wall with every intention of continuing on his way.

"Oh, I don't think so, Potter," said Malfoy, calmly, free hand shooting out to smack him up against the wall again, lowering his wand to point alarmingly close to Harry's nether regions. "One more move, and I will personally castrate you. Your voice would be higher than Brown's within six seconds."

Harry swallowed, but wisely said nothing. Malfoy smirked, lip curling in a cruel manner -it was darkly attractive. Harry shifted his gaze to just above his nemesis's left ear, and imagined that McGonagall was watching them on some sort of magical CCTV circuit. "Potter..." Malfoy began again, but nothing followed. Maybe he couldn't think of any more threats or insults right now.

Suddenly, Harry felt a warm, squishy pair of lips ghost over the side of his lips and breathe on him slightly. Hotly. He flicked his gaze back to Malfoy, fast. The blond quirked an eyebrow at him. "It was fun last night."

Harry lent forward and licked a tiny patch at the side of Malfoy's mouth before sealing it wetly with a soft kiss.

"Not here." His eyes flickered over the surrounding darkness, taking his bearings. "Charms classroom, come on."

The End.

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