First Drarry scribble, yay!
Based on this-
Ron: Why are you so happy Malfoy?
Draco: Because I fucked Harry Potter
Harry: Maaalllfffooyyy
Draco: Yesterday you were screaming the same thing right below me
Everyone: Shooketh
Harry's Pov-
I did not expect to be so grumpy on a bright Friday afternoon. Honestly, I loved the weekend and Hagrid's classes were the best part of Friday. However, walking, no, limping, through the bright forest with four hours of sleep was not ideal. I blushed deeply, thinking of what, or who, caused my discomfort and sleepiness.
I always felt so at home with nature though; the sparkling green trees, cool breezes making my cheeks colder and therefore redder. Nature energized me and made me feel so, relaxed. I saw a pretty red bird gracefully flit from tree branch to tree branch. I turned and walked backwards to continue to watch it but a flash of platinum hair caught my eye.
Draco Malfoy, the bane of my existence and apparently, my spine. My horomonal teenage mind slipped to last night, aka this morning, as I quickly averted my eyes.
A pale toned chest streched out on the bed, privates barely covered, slim waist, strong legs, body seeming to sparkle in the moonlight, blone hair falling into sharp, sexy eyes, and pink lips quirked upwards looking ready to devour him at a moments notice.
'Nonono Harry, now is not the time to be thinking of this! Pull yourself together!' I shook my head and turned away from him. I couldn't tell where my blood was flowing now. It felt like my heart was going to explode. I looked down and sighed gratefully when I couldn't see my 'situation'. Malfoy, however, noticed quite quickly. I looked over at the teen and he grinned at me knowingly. He gestured to my leg and I discreetly flipped him off, pushing up my glasses with my middle finger. Malfoy snorted.
"Why are you so happy Malfoy?" Ron called from he and Hermione's spot near some flat rocks. 'Don't you dare Draco' I glared at him.
"Because I fucked Harry Potter!" He annouced. The littlegit!
"Mallllfoooyyyy," I whined. The cat was out of the bag, but it felt like it was more of a tiger than a kitten. Draco grinned even wider, making him look like a angelic devil. That can't be a good sign.
"Yesterday you were screaming the same thing right below me," He smiled triumphant and defiant, looking like he had just won the lottery. I put my face in my hands. Ron looked at me traumatized. All I could do was sigh.
"I am shooketh," Blaise called out. "But honestly not suprised,"
Less excrutiating than expected, comment whatever the hell you want