Truth or Dare | Drarry

Chapter Three

Harry and Draco ignored each other in the halls. There was no teasing, no cruel words. An empty hole was in Harry's heart. Draco Malfoy wasn't gay, and Harry had to respect that. He would never force it on anyone, despite how much Draco seemed to have loved their kissing.

Currently, it was Friday again. The week had flown by again, the truth or dare game fast approaching. Harry was nervous, everyone knew they had kissed when Harry revealed himself last week with messy hair and red lips.

Harry sat beside Seamus today, 3 drinks of whisky in having been their early. When everyone settled, Harry was shaking with anticipation. His eyes settled on Draco who was avoiding his gaze. Draco looked gorgeous, of course, in a black pull over hoodie and black jeans. It was rather annoying how he dressed so casually but looked so good. His hair looked fluffy and not styled, falling in front of his forehead.

Curse him. Git.

"Alright same rules as last week! Let's fucking go." Seamus called out and everyone looked around wondering who should go first.

"Harry!" Pansy finally called and Harry's heart dropped. "Truth or dare?" She smiled.

"Truth." Harry mumbled. No matter how hard the question would be, he couldn't face another dare with Draco again.

"How many boys have you slept with?" She tilted her head to the side with a smirk. Harry chocked on his drink, Seamus slapping his back.

"Erm..." he paused. "A few."

A gasp spread throughout the room and Harry's face flushed. Of course a few was 2 muggle boys from that summer that he met. It was rather embarrassing. They were brothers.

"A few? I need a number." Pansy smiled mischievously. Why was she always smiling like that?

"Two." Harry demanded, getting fed up with Pansy always picking on him. A chorus of "oooo" came from the students. Harry flushed, chugging back his whisky with a large gulp.

"Draco" Harry said with a smirk, "truth or dare?"

Harry knew he shouldn't have asked, but he couldn't help himself. He had plenty of things he wanted to do or say or ask.

"Dare" he said bravely, leaning back against the couch. Harry thought of what he wanted to dare, perhaps he could make him kiss him.

"I dare you to suck on Hermione's toes." Harry finally said and Hermione let out a short laugh followed by a cough. Ron opened his mouth to speak, but before he could Draco had removed his hoodie. Harry stared at his chest, eyes flicking up to his grey ones then back down to his abs.

"No bloody way." Draco spit at him and threw his hoodie in the middle of the room. Satisfied, Harry leaned back with a smirk.

The game went on, Hermione had removed her top, Ron removed his pants, Seamus was still fully clothed, several other students had performed sexual acts on one another until finally the game went back to Harry,

"Truth or dare Harry?" Luna smiled at him. Harry pondered over the question,

"Dare" he firmly said, maybe he could kiss Draco again. Hope fluttered in his chest but he shook it away.

"I dare you to sit on Draco's lap. Alone in the closet for the rest of the game..." Harry shook with anticipation, oh Merlin how he wanted to sit on his lap.

"In only your underwear." Luna finished softly, looking around the room with a curious look. Harry stood, going to the closet. Students watched him as he confidently strutted over.

"Well, Malfoy?" Harry asked, waiting for him to follow.

Draco got up with a sigh, muttering something a about bloody potter. He walked towards Harry, glaring, as students watched with almost an awe look. They climbed into the stuffy closet, Draco spreading his legs out on the floor.

"Well? Let's get this over with." He muttered, his feelings all over the place. Harry began to strip, feeling Draco's eyes on him. Slowly peeling off his final clothes, he stood staring at Draco.

"Oh bloody fuck potter let's get this over with."

Harry obeyed and crawled on Draco's lap. He leaned into him, placing his bottom directly on his crotch. "Oh bloody-move Potter you're right on my-"

"Oh, sorry." He shuffled down a bit, but instead fell between his legs. His head fell back into his shoulder, legs squished between Draco's.

Harry couldn't help but feel complete peace as he sat between his legs. It felt right, and Draco felt it too. They sat in silence for a while, being in each others presence.

"You called me Malfoy." Draco finally spoke, and Harry sunk further into him. The vibrations of his chest felt nice against Harry's back.

"I don't like Malfoy." He whispered, "I like when you call me Draco.."

Harry turned to the side a bit, his cheek now laying against his chin. "Oh?"

"Ya Malfoy is so erm-formal?" Harry snorted at Draco's response.

"Draco is formal. Malfoy is...Malfoy."

They went silent after that, Harry thinking about how just how utterly fucked he was. He loved being here alone with Draco. It felt good, and so right.

"You know they're going to keep making us do this." Harry softly spoke. "Maybe we should um. Hangout more? Get used to this.."

Draco was shocked at Harry's revelation, but ultimately decided he should agree. If the group was going to continue making them cuddle and shit, he should get used to it.

"Alright, how about we ditch this party and-" Draco was cut off by Harry suddenly turning and straddling his lap.

"Oh"

Harry placed his lips against Draco's, who responded almost immediately. He moved his lips against his, before swiping his tongue against Harry's bottom lip. Harry opened up for Draco, tongues gliding together.

Harry could feel his erection grow, and without thinking he began to softly grind himself down onto Draco. Draco stopped kissing and let out a breathy moan. "Harry-"

He cut him off by placing his lips on his again, swiping his tongue across his. Wet, sloppy kisses began to grow as Harry felt Draco's hard on against his. He moaned in response, the feeling foreign to Draco. Harry began to unbuckle Draco's pants, whom lifted his hips up as he tugged them off.

Palming him over his underwear he stared at his bare chest and leaned forward. Licking a long strip up his abs, Draco moaned. "Harry"

"Mmmm" Harry responded, loving the way his name fell from Draco's lips. He tugged his hips so they both were laying down, Draco's knees bent from the small space. Harry climbed in between them, his knees going underneath Draco's, ass in the air at the tight space.

"Fuck" Harry moaned when his clothed cock met Draco's. Pressing his lips back to Draco's, who was withering beneath him, they aggressively kissed. Harry ground himself against him, feeling his spine tingle and his hips jerk.

"Harry-fuck." Draco gasped into his mouth, hands clawing at his back. Harry could feel his release approaching, pumping himself harder against Draco.

"Harry I'm gonna-"

"Mmmhm" Harry urged him, feeling so close to release himself. He stopped kissing Draco and stared down at him, watching him fall apart beneath him.

"Fuck" they both cursed at the same time as they reached their highs. Warmth spread in their underwear, sticking to them. Harry fell into Draco's chest as they panted against each other.

The moment was cut short as a knock came on the door. "All done boys!"

Draco scrambled away from Harry, a pained expression on his face. Harry watched, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry-I-I dont-" Harry began but stopped when Draco glared at him.

"No-dont Potter. I-I liked it. But stay the fuck away from me. I'm not gay."

Harry gulped and watched as Draco left the closet, fully clothed, his heart sinking in his chest.