Harry’s hands went up Draco’s shirt as soon as they locked the closet door. Draco pulled Harry’s mouth to his in a desperate kiss. They had not been together for weeks, Umbridge had been watching them too closely for them to break their usual masks of hatred for each other.
Harry pushed Draco against the wall and quickly pulled his shirt over his head. As soon as the stuffy air hit Draco’s chest, Harry took off his own shirt so that he could feel their skins flush against one another. It didn’t take long for either of them to get hard, they had been waiting for the first chance to attack one another after all.
Draco put his hand down the front of Harry’s pants and quickly pulled it out again, feeling something completely unexpected.
“Harry… what the hell is in your pants,” Draco asked alarmed.
Harry laughed, pulled out a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, and popped one in his mouth. “Want one?”
“I’m never going to give you up,” Draco laughed in return