Harry's POV

When I first snuck out to meet with Draco, it was a bit awkward for a first few minutes. I'm pretty sure we were both thinking about the kiss, but it eventually melted away, and Draco ended up in my lap while I sat on the floor and we just talked.

Eventually, he asked the question we were both dreading. "So... Uh, Ginny. You're... Still dating her?"

I grimaced, playing with the hem of Dracos robes. "I'll fix that soon, I promise."

Draco nodded, slowly before speaking again. "And this afternoon... You kissed me?"

Once more, I let out a grimace. "Um... Yeah, sorry..."

"I don't know why you're apologizing. I enjoyed it, no need to apologize."

"You did?" I looked up at Draco in shock. "I still should have asked and everything though."

Draco shrugged. "I'm cool with not asking." He paused, then added, "unless I'm asking someone else. I have a question for you, Harry."

"Hm?"

"Can I kiss you?"

It took me a few moments to answer, but my response was definite. "Yes."

Draco smiled slightly, rotating his body so he was half-straddling me and studied me for a while. Eventually, his arms wrapped around my neck, his hands clasping between my shoulder blades as he leaned in, mercury colored eyes half-lidded.

I met him halfway, my eyes closing after but a few moments as a content sigh left my mouth, his warm, firm lips pressing against mine in an oh so pleasuring way. I found my hands on his waist as our chests flushed together. This time, Draco seeked dominance. His tongue dragged along my bottom lip and I immediately opened my mouth, obliging his silent request. He seemed a bit surprised, but his lips formed a seal over mine quickly, his tongue roaming my mouth just as mine had his.

His focus didn't seem to be on kissing much more than it was my bottom lip, which he kept returning to. He licked along the entire thing before his own lips formed a seal over my bottom lip alone, sucking on it gently. A soft breath of surprised pleasure left my lips before he started to nibble at my lip, a another pleasuring action that nearly made me shudder.

Eventually he pulled away, his silver eyes staring into my emerald green ones, as if trying to tell if I liked the kiss. There was no sound from either of us, except from the uneven, sought labored rhythm of our breath. I responded to his questioning eyes by leaning up and kissing him again. He obviously liked that because his arms wrapped around to drape over my shoulders and clasp between my shoulder blades as we kissed.

Eventually, we pulled away from one another. Draco collapsed down, his cheek pressing against my shoulder. His arms moved to wrap around my waist, his legs entangled with mine. I held him around the waist area, though it was hard because of the angle, and rested my cheek on the top of his head.

"I didn't imagine this ever happening," Draco mumbled quietly. I could feel his hands messing with the hem of my robes as he spoke.

"Me either," I admitted. "I mean, just last year we were pretty much trying to kill each other. And at the beginning of this year."

(OH MY GODS I RANDOMLY JUST REMEMBERED A VIDEO OF TOM FELTON SINGING GOOD MORNING EXISTS. I'M GONNA GO WATCH THAT. BE RIGHT BACK.)

(I need this downloaded on my phone for constant listening. Deranged Tom Felton in the morning singing am upbeat 'Good Morning' and remembering he was Draco is all I need to stay alive.)

(OH MY GOD YOU CAN LINK YOUTUBE VIDEOS. WATCH THAT ^)

(Anyways *clears throat*)

(Tbh if I had a celebrity "spirit" it would be Tom Felton. ANYWAYS, DRARRY, WRITING, RIGHT)

Draco hummed in quiet agreement, his hands stilling as he shifted so he was hugging me tighter. "I'm so glad we didn't kill each other."

"Me too," I agreed with a soft laugh. "I'm glad you didn't give me away at the manor."

"I'm glad you grabbed me from that fire."

"Me too."

We sat together in silence for a while, holding each other tightly, as if afraid to let go.

Eventually, my eyes drifted shut, and I'm assuming his did soon after, as when my eyes opened again Dracos were closed still, holding me with a limp grasp, his head resting peacefully against my chest. I saw sunlight filtering through the window and gently shook Dracos shoulder. "Draco," I whispered, rubbing his back without even meaning too. "It's time to get up."

Draco groaned and shook his head, turning slightly to bury his nose right below my sternum, making me laugh quietly.

"It's morning Draco, we have to get up."

He sighed and after a few minutes he got up, obviously now very happy with the actions. His platinum, unnaturally blond hair was all ruffled and crimped from laying against me and I frowned. Without realizing what I was doing, I reached up and fixed his hair best I could, before blushing and pulling my hand away. "Sorry."

Draco too was dark red. "Don't be."

I nodded and we stood there in silence for a while. "I need a shower," Draco stated after a few moments, looking around the abandoned bathroom. "Quite honestly, I'd shower in here but I'm scared Myrtle will come back. Quite a pervy little girl, isn't she?" Draco shuddered.

I laughed and nodded in agreement. "Very. C'mon, we can shower in the normal bathrooms." Once his face flushed an ever darker red, I quickly added "separately! Separately."

Draco chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, alright, let's go."

It was apparently earlier than I had thought, because all the halls were empty. Draco seemed to use that to his advantage to walk closer to me than would seem for for two "enemies". Draco mumbled a quick charm under his breath and informed me that it was five in the morning. People wouldn't be up for another hour and a half, at least. Most people, anyways.

"Might wants to be careful going in the bathrooms early in the morning or late at night, Dean and Seamus can get quite... Intimate." Draco grimaced. "It's really not a pleasant sight."

I couldn't help but snicker. "Everyone has caught them at least once, they really don't quit. It's a miracle Seamus can even sit, to be honest," I admitted, making the both of us laugh, our laughter echoing through the empty corridors and halls.

We eventually made it to the boys bathrooms, which was in between the library and girls bathroom. "I don't hear moaning," I pointed out, taking a tentative step towards the door.

"No..." Draco shuddered. "No begging either." His face turned green at that and I couldn't help but laugh at his expression.

I knocked on the door tentatively but still heard nothing. Cracking the door open, I called in a questioning "hello?" The lights were on, but the entire bathroom seemed to be empty. "We're good. C'mon."

I slipped inside and Draco followed right after, shutting the door behind us. Draco moved ahead of me to get in the third showering stall down. As I moved past the stall to get towards the end, I was suddenly yanked into the stall. I cried out in pure surprise, then gasped when icy cold water soaked me and my clothes to the bone. "Malfoy!" I gasped, turning to face him. He was standing in the corner, dry as could be, out of the shower's reach with a stupidly wide grin plastered on his face.

My reaction was to grab the front of his robes and pull him into the shockingly cold water, making him gasp just like I had. "Holy shit that's cold!"

"No shit Sherlock," I scoffed, crossing my arms, which were weighed down by my soaked robes and shirt. The fabric was extremely itchy when wet, so I the dropped the robes, leaving me in my white, short-sleeved button down, of course tucked into slacks as Hogwarts deemed neccessary.

"W-What are you doing?" Draco stuttered, but whether it was caused by the same reason the blush was covering his cheeks or the cold I wasn't sure.

"Relax, I'm not showering with you. It was just heavy, and itchy," I explained. He flushed darker and nodded, though I didn't miss the glimmer of slight disappointment in his features.

"Unless..." I took a step closer to him so we were both in the water, re-soaking any part of me that had potentially started to dry out. "You want me to stay?"

Draco flushed madly and shook his head while I chuckled. "Just teasing you Dray. I'm going to go shower, see you in a bit."

Draco stared at me in shock and I gave him a confused look. "What? What did I do?" I tried to think of what I had done wrong but nothing came to mind.

"You called me Dray."

"Oh, I did?" It was my turn to flush a light shade of pink. "Sorry."

"Stop apologizing for everything you git," Draco huffed. "Besides... I like it."

I couldn't restrain myself from stepping back into the stall and kissing him then and there. You can't blame me either.

Water had soaked through his clothes as well, making them cling to his body in a more than attractive way. His hair hung in his eyes in a careless, tousled manner, water running down his face and off his body. His mercury colored eyes were shining with playfulness and he just looked so attractive I couldn't have stopped myself if I had tried. Obviously, I didn't try, as kissing Draco is a delight.

Whenever we kiss, I feel lightheaded, utterly entranced and ensnared by Dracos unbelievably soft lips. I always feel high, like I'm Alice taking the drugs that make her shrink and grow, and my heads spins and my chest feels warm, like I'm in front of a warm, comforting flame.

Dracos eyes closed as he moved his arms up to trap my face so I couldn't move away, spreading his fingers through my soaked hair in a pleasurable way, making me shudder slightly.

It took a while for us to pull away, as always, and once we did I crashed back to earth in an aggressive manner and I immediately missed Draco, even though he was right in front of me. I saw the same emotions I was feeling flash through Dracos eyes and, once again, without control over my body, I surged forward, pressing Draco into one of the walls of the small stall, shutting the door as I kissed him.

He gasped in surprised, his face flushing darkly. We were both still being drenched with the ongoing water, but neither of us cared. Or I'd assume Draco didn't care, seeing how he didn't attempt to move. My entire body was numb, not from the cold but from exhilaration and another thing I couldn't place, even though the icy water poured onto me, it felt like pins and needles against my back and top of my head.

Eventually, Draco let out a shudder that I could tell wasn't from the kiss, so I pulled away for a brief moment to turn the water to a more comfortable temperature before returning to kiss him. Draco met me with eagerness, his hands placing themselves on my shoulders while mine went to his waist. After a few minutes of kissing- Well, making out with Draco, his hands moved to the collar of my shirt and he popped the first button open. I cracked my eyes open to give him a questioning look, and found my eyes locked with Dracos silver, also questioning gaze as his fingers glided along the fabric of my shirt towards the next button. However he didn't undo it, and I realized he was asking for permission. I nodded, and instantaneously the button popped open, just like the last.

Draco and I held eye contact with each other. No kissing, no talking, just the sound of water and the feeling of Dracos fingers occasionally brushing against my chest as his hands moved further down, down and down, until it came to my jeans. He untucked my shirt agonizingly slow before moving his hands to my shoulders, slipping his fingers under the fabric his found there and moving his hands down, slowly dragging my shirt off my chest and down my arms until it fell to the ground. His eyes never left mine the entire time, which I found both intimidating and insanely attractive. His gaze grew questioning once more as his hands moved to the waistband of my jeans. No words spoken, I nodded.

His fingers slowly rested around the waistline of my jeans before slowly and cautiously undoing the button before his hands moved to my fly. I could feel my throat constrict and my breathing hitch as he slowly pulled the metal piece down, revealing a tiny strip of the dark red boxer briefs beneath them, even darker than normal because of the water that soaked them through.

He tilted his head slightly as he tucked his fingers inside the waistband of my jeans at the hips, find myself subject to another questioning gaze, to which I once again resolved by nodding. I felt my jeans slowly drop as Draco lead them down to my ankles before I stepped out of them and kicked them into the corner with my shirt, never breaking eye contact with Draco. He stood again and backed a bit away from me, starting to unbutton his shirt.

I, however, stopped that quickly and grabbed his hands to stop him. He looked confused but I led his hands away from his chest and down to his sides before reaching up to his shirt myself.

He swallowed hard as I fingered with the first button attached to the soft fabric, guiding it through the gap behind it without a second thought. I dragged my fingers along the fabric until I found the second button, once again guiding it through the hole in the shirt to reveal more of Dracos chest.

Dracos eyes fluttered shut as he leaned back against the wall, tilting his head back, looking completely relaxed and content. I took advantage of Dracos exposed jaw and neck, planting a gentle kiss on the angle of his jaw as I slowly undid the buttons on his shirt. With my eyes half-lidded, I moved to a fleshy spot on Dracos neck and kissed it before opening my mouth slight, licking along a specific area. He shuddered slightly, his hands curling into fists momentarily, before the reaction vanished completely.

On my fourth button down out of the ten I had to undo, I pressed my parted lips against Dracos flesh and sucked gently, causing Draco to gasp. Liking the reaction I got, I sucked a bit harder, in doing the next button down. Dracos hands tangled in my hair as he let out another soft noise of pleasure. I gently bit down after a little while, not enough to hurt but enough to definitely leave marks, which elicited a soft groan from Draco, who fisted my hair tightly with both hands as I worked on the seventh button.

I pulled away to admire the mark on Dracos neck. It was already dark purple with red teeth marks, definitely above where his collar was, and knowing that we was going to have to display my mark on his flesh made me smile to myself as I finished unbuttoning Dracos shirt, pulling it from the tucked in p4osition in his jeans before following his lead and dragging it off his shoulder and arms, revealing his chest in the process.

Next my hands moved to the waistband of his jeans. He didn't even open his eyes, just nodded as bit his bottom lip, his head still tilted back. I maneuvered the button out of confinement and carefully undid the zip, still watching his face. His feet were already stripped, like mine, so it was easy to pull the black skinnies off of him and throw them to the side.

Once I rise to my feet again, Dracos eyes opened to meet my own. Once again, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, and once again he kissed back enthusiastically. I don't know how long we kissed, but bathroom lights came on and scared both Draco and I out of oblivion. Fortunately, the light automatically came one at six every morning. "Let's shower and get out, yeah?" Draco suggested, staring at the ceiling with tube lights hung. "I'm..." he flushed. "I'm keeping these on." He gestured towards his dark grey boxer briefs.

"Me too," I chuckled, gently kissing the corner of his mouth. "Don't worry."

He flushed and nodded. We both showered- hair, what portion of our body wasn't covered, and frowned at our soaked clothes. "Ah... That's not good," Draco noted blandly.

"I think that's a bit of an understatement," I huffed, picking up my shirt and grimacing. I turned off the water and desperately tried to wring it out to no prevail.

I groaned and hit my head against the stall door, letting my forehead stay there. "We could just sneak out while no one's here," Draco suggested quietly. He grimaced. "Probably wasn't the brightest idea to leave our wands in our dorms."

"Ugh. Yeah, I say we should just sne-" I cut myself off abruptly as I heard the bathroom door creak open, then slam shut behind someone.

Draco and I exchanged horrified looks as I backed away from the stall door as silently as I could manage. The door continued to open and shut, more and more everytime, and conversations were starting to break out in small clusters, some laughter and groggy good mornings as water from both sinks and showers ran.

"Shit," Draco cursed under his breath.

We were trapped.

Authors Note

Yo, this chapter is over 3,000 words long, you better love it

(Love me pleaseeee)

Just kidding lmao. Enjoy.