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Heavy Sleeper
Draco wakes up with a tuft of brown hair in his mouth.
He shakes his head, blinking rapidly at the sunlight flowing in through the curtains before propping himself up on his elbow to stare at the boy laying on top of him.
There were purple love marks scattered all over Harry's neck, collarbone and even more on his hip. The marks continued lower to areas Draco had only dreamed about until last night when both of them had drank too much at the eighth year social.
Memories blurred in his mind, flashes of heat, skin, lips and sweat. Draco groans as he realises what had happened and where he was. A hand shake of obligation turned into a hug of friendship, turned into a kiss of lovers and it had progressed quickly from there.
A flash of panic ran through Draco. He didn't care what this thing between them meant, or if Harry even remembered what had happened, or if it was something that he regretted, it was irrelevant; there was a far more pressing matter at hand. Draco was stuck under Harry Potter, the Chosen One, in the Gryffindor dormitories and had no way of lifting the boy off of him.
"Move", Draco whispered, attempting to gently push Harry off of him. He tried to edge away only to find himself running out of mattress to leverage himself on.
"Seriously Potter move!", Draco grumbled losing patience with the boy.
Harry is surprisingly heavy, and he just mumbles something unintelligible before curling closer into Draco's side. Harry rests his head on Draco's chest while entangling their legs together and draping his arm over Draco's torso.
Draco ignores the flutter in his stomach before beginning to beg Harry again.
"Come on Harry, please, I promise you will appreciate this later", he whispers desperately trying to untangle himself from the other boy without falling off of the bed.
Nothing was working, the sound of Draco's voice seemed to only encourage Harry to move closer to him and press their bodies together harder. It's not long before they are both teetering off of the bed and falling onto the hard wooden floors.
Draco curses as pain shoots up his back, bracing just in time to prevent his head hitting the floor. He looks up waiting to see Harry's shocked expression and pained face only to find the small boy still asleep now cradled in his arms.
Harry slides his body further on top of Draco's, using him as a makeshift bed and pillow.
All Draco can do is laugh as he realises he is going to be murdered by a pack of Gryffindors all because the Saviour of the Wizarding World is a heavy sleeper.