A Kiss in the Dungeons by HPFangirl71

The next morning, Harry regretted his actions of the evening. He knew that thinking of Malfoy in such a way was taboo. He made a vow to keep such thoughts out of his head. It was easy enough for Harry to keep this promise to himself as long as he didn't actually see the blonde Slytherin.

As luck would have it, a few days later the 8th year Gryffindors were walking down to their potions classroom, when they were surprised to see the Slytherins also headed there too.

"Why are they headed to the dungeons?" Harry asked aloud.

As usual, Hermione was the only one with an answer.

"Our classes have been integrated finally. It seems that Headmistress McGonagall was afraid of putting the older Slytherins in with the other students right away. She decided that maybe during the Halloween festivities would be a good time to start."

"Great! Just when I was beginning to actually like classes…" Ron groaned.

"It won't be that bad Ron. I told you we had Arithmancy classes with them last week and it didn't go all that badly. The few Slytherins who actually decided to come back are really trying hard to change." Hermione said optimistically.

Harry let out a groan as he saw a familiar blonde shock of hair within the growing crowd of students. They didn't have to wait long before Professor Slughorn let them in. The dungeon had been decorated for the holidays since their last visit. Cobwebs, pumpkins, and skeletons adorned the entire area, making it look even more haunted than usual.

Harry looked over at Draco and Pansy as they took the seat nearest to them and swore he saw Malfoy wink conspiratorially at him. He felt a warm blush creep up his face and quickly turned away. Potions class was difficult, even with Snape's book to help him out. He couldn't help glancing over at Malfoy from time to time. He on the other hand now seemed oblivious to Harry's presence.

Harry was surprised when classes ended and he heard his name being called. He turned around to see Malfoy motioning to him. He told Hermione and Ron to go ahead without him and he hung back to see what the man wanted.

"What is it Malfoy?" he said with pretended disinterest.

"I need a favor from you Potter" Draco said in an almost whisper that Harry barely heard.

"What exactly could you want from me?" Harry asked him.

"Well… its just… its just I want my Prefect title back." Draco stuttered.

"What's that got to do with me?"

Harry looked at him, perplexed at why Malfoy had wanted to talk to him at all.

"I want my Prefect title back and McGonagall says I have to get recommendations from at least two other students of each house to be reinstated. I thought if maybe I could get your backing then it might be a lot easier to get the others. I mean everyone in this school adores you since the war ended." Draco replied, hurrying in embarrassment through his explanation.

Harry wasn't quite sure what to say. Draco wanted his help but he was unsure if he should give it, especially after how he had abused his powers as Prefect in the past.

"Please Harry…" Draco begged him. "It's the only good thing I'll have going for me at this school. Without it, I might as well just give up and leave."

The thought of Draco leaving affected Harry more than he cared to admit.

"I'll help you on one condition." Harry finally said.

"Anything…" Draco quickly replied.

"You have to kiss me." Harry said with a devious grin.

Draco looked at him with utter shock written upon his face. He began to splutter a reply but then quickly shut his mouth.

"…And you can't tell anyone either." Harry said as he approached Malfoy.

The distance between them was soon cleared and Harry was invading Draco's personal space. He liked making him feel uncomfortable. He breathed in a faint smell of vanilla and musk, a smell that turned Harry on immensely. His condition had only begun as a way to take the mickey out of Malfoy but now he really wanted that kiss. He wasn't sure why but he wasn't about to miss such an opportunity.

Draco looked at him nervously. Harry wasn't sure he'd actually go through with it. He held the man's steady gaze and then suddenly felt Draco's soft lips pressing firmly into his. He parted his lips to allow Draco further access. A pale hand snaked up to grasp Harry's hair and a tongue darted into the recesses of his mouth. He got a taste of chocolate within Malfoy's breath. He deepened the kiss and felt Malfoy's other hand reaching up his back, grasping demandingly at his hip. His own hands cradled Draco's neck, holding him close.

Suddenly the kiss ended and the two slowly untangled themselves from one another. Neither said a word as Draco quickly left the dungeons, leaving Harry alone. He pressed his fingers up against his mouth, savoring the heat of the moist lips that had been there just moments ago…