Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Day Eleven
December 23rd
"Ferret."
Draco turned to Harry with wide eyes, full of shock and anger.
"What?"
"You heard me," Harry growled, his own eyes narrowed as his hands curled into fists as his sides.
"Fine," he said, grabbing his sack from the Library table and slinging it over his shoulder with a bit too much force, knocking over a small decorated topiary, "I can take a hint, Potter."
The last word was laced with poison as he stalked from the room, Madame Pince glaring from behind him.
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Five Minutes Later…
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Draco was pressed up against the shadowed wall, his hands pinned above his head as Harry bit his bottom lip, stroking it softly with his tongue as his thigh parted Draco's legs slowly, sending shivers racing across his skin.
He whimpered loudly, causing Harry to smile against his skin.
"You're still my little ferret," he whispered against his lips before disappearing into the darkness of the surrounding corridor, leaving a rather flushed and fuming Malfoy in his wake.
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Author's Note: So…I really couldn't have topped the other one I wrote you Adrien, as we both talked about. So I decided to give you a sweet, cute little thingie here. Lol, if you remember correctly Harry and Draco was the first pairing you ever had me write for you. And we were both quite surprised and pleased by that one. This one, I think, explains what their relationship would be like if in fact they really were together. Hopefully you like it too, even if it's nothing like the others. All of my love, for you have given me tons of yours, dear Adrien. Review!! --Delta