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Chapter 2
The next weekend was the final match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Everyone in the school was talking about it, making bets, and wishing Harry luck in the game. Normally, Harry was excited to play against Syltherin, but this time, he was feeling anxious. He wasn't really nervous about the game itself though; he was nervous because it would be the first time since the bathroom incident that he and Malfoy would be seeing each other up close.
In the days since, they'd had a few classes together, but Malfoy hadn't spared so much as a glance in Harry's direction. Harry, meanwhile, was as obsessed with Malfoy as ever. He was still checking the map regularly to try to figure out what the blond boy was up to, but he was also distracted by memories and dreams off their encounter in the bathroom.
The day of the match, Harry was sitting at the Gryffindor table. He had barely touched the breakfast of eggs and toast on his plate, and Ron and Ginny were sitting across from him, talking enthusiastically about the game. Hermione was quietly reading a book on the history of time turners next to him. All too quickly, it seemed that it was time for them all to head down to the Quidditch pitch.
Finally, there they were, face-to-face. Malfoy's blond hair reflected the bright sunlight, creating the appearance of a halo around his smirking face. The two captains outstretched their hands and shook, as was customary before each game. As their hands clasped, Malfoy leaned in a bit and asked in a provocative manner, "Scared, Potter?"
"You wish," Harry replied.
At the sound of Madam Hooch's whistle, the players all took off into the air. Harry and Malfoy, being seekers, circled over the pitch, as the chasers and keepers played below them. Harry couldn't help but notice that Malfoy was circling much closer to him than he normally would. There were multiple times when Malfoy passed him and their legs or shoulders would brush slightly. Harry found this very distracting. He was trying desperately to focus on finding the snitch, but Malfoy kept touching him or making offhanded remarks that distracted Harry from his search for the snitch. Suddenly, Harry caught sight of a small glint of gold across the field. Malfoy had clearly seen it too, as they both shot across the field at top speed in pursuit of the small golden ball. They were narrowing in on it, and they might as well have been on the same broom what with how close they were to each other. They were shoulder to shoulder again, and Harry could feel the heat rising out of Draco's body and through his tight green Quiddicth uniform. Both of their arms were outstretched, reaching towards the shiny golden orb. In their struggle to each reach the snitch first, their arms became entwined, and suddenly, they were crashing into each other. They spun around in midair for a moment, each trying to regain their balance. Cheers erupted from the stadium, much to Harry's surprise. He was so distracted by the events that had just taken place, he hadn't even noticed that he'd caught the snitch.
Later, Harry was in the shower, washing the sweat and grime off his body. The other players had already headed up to the common room to celebrate, so Harry was alone in the steamy shower room to ponder the event that had just taken place. He couldn't get the feeling of Malfoy's body pressed against his out of his mind.
Behind him, Harry heard a light cough, he turned to see Draco Malfoy standing, fully dressed in the showers behind him.
Startled, Harry said, "Dra—Malfoy….What…um, what are you doing here?"
"Eloquent as ever, Potter," Draco huffed in reply, "You walked in on me in the bathroom, so I thought I'd return the favor."
And without another word Draco's mouth was on his. Draco's lips tasted even better than Harry remembered. The kiss started of slow and sweet this time, but it quickly became more. Draco began taking off his now drenched clothes. Soon, they were both completely naked, and they were kissing passionately under the hot water pouring down above them. The last time they were together like this, it had been a very rushed affair. This time they moved much slower, but with equal passion. Draco licked his tongue over every inch of Harry's body, kissing the most sensitive spots he found as he went. The two boys reveled in each other's bodies for what seemed like hours. Hot steam poured around them as the licked, kissed, sucked, and fucked each other. Their bodies moved together almost as one. Their quickly beating hearts pumped in sync until they finally came in unison under the flow of warm water.
Panting heavily, the two boys finally parted, once again, in silence.
Harry made his way back up to the Gryffindor common room, the party was still very much in full swing. Butterbeers were being passed around, and loud music reverberated around the room. Harry was physically exhausted, but he decided to join the party for a bit to avoid arousing suspicion, especially after his tardiness. He chatted with Dean and Seamus for awhile, and enjoyed a game of exploding snap with Neville, Ron, and Hermione. He vaguely remembered hearing a door close from the dormitories above, when suddenly, Ginny rushed into the room and without hesitation ran up to Harry and kissed him in front of the entire party.
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