So imagine that one day Harry and Draco are arguing in an abandoned corridor (like they always do) and Draco has Harry shoved up against the wall and they’re breathing heavily and Harry just says offhand, “What are you gonna do, Malfoy? Kiss me?”
And to both their
surprise, Malfoy lunges forward and does just that. It’s rough.
It’s desperate. But after a moment they stop. And they’re just
standing there glaring at each other. Like their both so pissed that
they did that.
Harry shoves Malfoy
off of him and says, “Always knew you were a poof” and Malfoy
snarls back, “Like you weren’t begging for it, Potter.” They
walk in opposite directions and don’t talk about it again.
A few days later
Malfoy is reading a Potions textbook in the eighth year common room
and Harry flops down on the sofa beside him and proceeds to lay his
messy, unwashed, fresh-from-Quidditch-practice hair on Malfoy’s
Everyone around them
stops what they’re doing to see what will happen. But neither Draco
nor Harry make any comment and act like it’s the most normal thing
in the world. Harry closes his eyes and acts like he’s gonna fall
asleep. And Draco keeps reading his book.
After about five
minutes Draco finally snaps, “When was the last time you washed
your hair, Potter? I’ll have to throw these trousers out after
And Harry, without
opening his eyes, yawns and says, “Anything to get you out of them,
“Look who’s a
“Says the one with
a hard on from just my head in his lap.”
“Fuck off, Potter.”
Then Harry yawns again and Draco turns back to his book.
And then Harry legit
falls asleep still with his head in Draco’s lap.
In Charms later that
week, Malfoy insists on being Harry’s partner. They fight and say
the nastiest things to each other the entire time. After class,
they’re still fighting, but holding hands all the way to the Great
Hall for lunch. When they part ways, Harry scowls and makes an
obscene hand gesture while Malfoy gives him his best derisive sneer.
A few nights later,
Harry wakes up to find Malfoy cuddled up to his side, fast asleep.
whispers a bit louder.
prods the other boy’s shoulder who then wakes up with a start and
immediately looks pissed.
long have you been here?” Harry can’t help asking.
it matter? Go back to sleep. It’s two in the morning for fucks
lies back down, curling himself around Harry again, and closing his
rolls his eyes, but then looks down at him for a moment. He can’t
see too well in the dark and without his glasses, but Malfoy’s
blonde hair and pale skin almost seem to glow. He can just make out
the peaceful look on his face and for the first time ever,
he sees Malfoy as Draco. An
looks up, thoroughly annoyed. But
before he can say anything,
Harry catches his lips in a deep kiss. It’s open. It’s hot. It
gains speed quickly. But all the while, still
sweeter than Harry would have ever thought anything
could be with Draco Malfoy.
pulls away suddenly
and lays his head back on his pillow. Slightly
breathless and with a small smile on his lips he whispers, “Fuck.”
snorts and says, “You wish.”