A/N -mentions of sex but nothing actually happens. My friend hogwartsismyhome7777 is going to write a smut for this book eventualy, so be sure to check them out. Also: Pms are open for one shot requests :) Also I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter, let me know what you think.
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Harry and Draco were cuddled up together on their new shared couch. Harry was running one hand through Draco's hair and holding his hand with the other. Draco sighed with content. "You ready to head to bed?" Harry smiled down at him. Draco hummed. "You gonna let us share a bed or are do we have to sleep in our seperate rooms?" Harry laughed. Draco looked at him expectently. "You weren't kidding?" Draco shook his head. "Oh. Are you mental? Of course we're sharing a bed. Unless you don't want to. It's up to you."
Draco sat up straight a planted a soft kiss on Harry's lips. "You're the mental one if you think I don't want to share a bed with you." Harry smiled. "Alright, bed then?" Draco nodded and helped Harry to standing. "We don't have to go straight to bed if wou don't want." Harry suggested with a wink. Draco snorted. "I never do anything straight." Harry rolled his eyes. "Well we definately have to go gay to bed if we want to... you know." Draco let out a short laugh. "Aw how cute, Harry can't say sex." He teased. "I can..." Harry said defensively." Draco gestured for him to continue. "Uh, well isn't it taboo in converstions?" He blushed. "Not the wizarding kind of taboo. And definately not with me." Draco gave a charming smile.
Harry sighed. "I can say it. I can say 'sex' and 'fuck' and 'intercourse' and 'make love' and 'do the nasty' but I don't say them because it makes me uncomfortable. I didn't have the best people raising me. I never had anyone to talk to about it. I want to share this special thing with you, I just don't know how to talk about it." Draco kissed Harry's forehead. "It's alright Hazza. I'm patient. Let's just go 'gay' to bed. We don't have to rush things. Every moment I spend with you is precious, no matter what we're doing." Harry sighed a breath of relief. "Okay. Gay to bed it is."
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