Harry didn't speak at all as he stormed down the hall, adrenaline and anger flowing through his veins.

"Harry?" Draco's voice was unsure and slightly scared. "You okay?"

"Draco, here's what's going to happen," Harry said, not slowing down. "We're going to go to our room. If I can't get you to the bed in five seconds, I'm going to slam you against a wall. I'm going to give you an even better blowjob than last time. And then when I'm more calmed down, you can ask me as many questions as you like."

Draco didn't respond, simply sped up his footsteps.

Sure enough, when they reached their room, Draco barely had time to shut the door before Harry shoved him onto the bed.

Harry cast locking and silencing charms in the general vicinity of the door, before yanking down Draco's pants and underwear and taking his cock in his mouth.

"Fuuuuuuccckkk," Draco groaned, his head falling backwards. "Christ, why the hell are you so good at that?"

Harry pulled off, glaring. 

"Shut the fuck up," he hissed.

Draco moaned at the Parseltongue.

Harry twisted his tongue in directions he didn't even know he could, and had Draco twisting and moaning, free hand gripping the sheets.

Minutes later, Draco came in his mouth, screaming his name.

Harry joined Draco up on the bed, leaning against the headboard.

Draco, dazed, just laid his head in his lap. Harry stroked his hair slowly, calming himself down.

A few minutes after that, Draco spoke.

"Do you think it's because of the Parseltongue?"

"Hmm?" Harry asked.

"The tongue thing you can do. Why you're so good at blowjobs. Do you think it's because your tongue can twist to form Parseltongue?"

Harry thought about it. "Maybe. It would make sense."

They didn't say anything else after that, falling asleep.

******

Day 21

Harry and Draco were walking around outside of Hogwarts, watching the snow fall around them.

"Christmas is in four days," Draco said softly.

"Yep," Harry replied.

Today was their first day of Christmas break, and Harry and Draco had decided to split it among their families. After Christmas, they would go to Draco's house, and then after a week of that, they would go to the Dursley's.

Harry didn't know why Draco was so eager to meet the Dursley's, but he didn't question it.

Harry watched snowflakes fall delicately onto Draco's head, getting caught in his hair and melting. Draco's grey eyed studied the soft snowflakes landing in his palm.

Harry thought he might be falling in love with the blonde.

"Wanna go ice skating?" Draco asked him with a childish smile.

"Sure!" Harry agreed.

Yep, Harry thought as Draco smiled brightly and pulled him along. Definitely falling in love.