Drarry One Shots

Lolllipops

Harry stood in Honeydukes, looking around in wonder. There where candies here, there, everywhere! And he could buy the whole bloody store if he so wished. There where so many possibilities!

Harry saw the store in a different light then the rest of the kids in the store. Harry had been deprived of sweets his whole life, but had always watched as Dudley shoved candie after candie in his fat face. He also never had any money to speak of, so he couldn't buy any if he wished. Also, he was hidden under the invisibility cloak, since he actually wasn't allowed to go into the store. The disadvantages of having a mass murderer after you...

In his fourth year, when Harry was officially allowed to go to Hogsmead,  he wasted no time in buying a bit of everything in the famous sweet store, Honeydukes. Harry quickly became addicted to a certain candie in particular.

Lollipops. Or lollies, as some called them.

But, he wasn't able to eat them much, with the tournament and all. 

In his fifth year, he wasn't able to enjoy them much either, with the DA and detentions and Umbridge.

Sixth year, though, he could finally eat candie after candie if he wanted.

So, after the first trip into Hogsmead, Harry bought at least half the lolli rack. He remembered the face of the woman working the register. Priceless.

He would eat them when ever he could; breakfast, lunch, in between classes, dinner, lazing about free time, he would even sneak them into the library. Though, Hermione only allowed it if he brushed his teeth thoroughly every night and morning, and that was a price he would gladly pay if it ment he could eat his lollies in peace.

But, while he was happily eating his lollies, he falled to notice the frustraion he was putting a certain Slytherin prince through. Though, Harry really was never very observant, was he?

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Draco was going insane. Every time he saw Potter, he was eating a damn lolli, in the most frustrating way possible, and it was driving Draco up the wall. He couldn't even study in peace most the time anymore, because most the time he was in the library, there was the golden trio, at a table, with Potter sucking, licking, and biting on another damn lolli. Really, shouldn't his teeth be black by now?

Draco could only watch in frustration and discomfort, a bulge growing in his pants, making the hard wooden chairs of the library very uncomfortable. honestly, couldn't Potter see what he was putting Draco through? Obviously not, the innocent, oblivious git.

Most the time, Draco would give up and leave after the third or so lolli. He would never get any work done with that tongue doing those kinds of things in the same room. And Draco didn't even think Potter knew he was doing it! Honestly, he was sixteen! Surely Potter knew the sexual frustration that could cause? But nope! Potter was probably-no, he was a virgin, no question about it. Innocent, oblivious git.

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Draco couldn't stand it any more. He had been walking to lunch, and had run into Potter, by himself, which was unusual. And Potter was sucking on another bloody lolli...

Potter had looked at him innocently, sucking on his lolli for a moment, before Dracos self-restrain snapped. He grabbed Potters arm, the one that didn't hold the candie, and dragged him off to cupboard on the other side of the hall. After shoving Harry inside, stepping in himself, then closing and locking the door, Draco pinned Harry against the wall and, after roughly shoving the candie out of his way, Draco shoved his lips onto Harry's, which tasted, of course, like the lollies he had 24-7. Honey flavored, be believed. 

He roughly shoved his tongue into Harry's mouth, the Gryffindors hands pinned above his head by the Slytherin. Harry was standing shock still, but soon melted into the kiss, slowly, carefully moving his lips against Draco's. He didn't have much experience, after all. Well, more like none.

Draco moaned when he felt Harry's lips on his own, and moved his mouth to the Gryffindors neck, biting, licking, and sucking along the soft skin. 

Harry gasped for breath, moaning frequently against the onslaught on his neck. He couldn't believe this was happening, this couldn't be happening. It was impossible. Wasn't it? By logic, which he was skilled at by now, thanks to Hermione, this, right here, right now, was impossible.

Before he got a migraine from trying to make a logical answer for the situation, Harry just shut his brain off, and let his body do the work. It seemed like the most logical choice in this highly un-logical situation. Though, Harry's thoughts were a bit muddled at the moment.

After making sure to leave a mark near the base of Harry's collar bone, Draco grazed his lips to Harry's ear, nibbling on the lobe.

"Be at Astronomy tower, tonight, midnight, and we'll continue this." Draco breathed, his warm breath tickling Harry's ear. Draco dropped Harry's arms, and stepped out, fixing his attire as he walked, leaving a very confused and very dazed Gryfindor in his wake, lips swollen, marked, and ruffled.

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Shorter then usual, yeah, I know...but I've had a pretty bad day, and I wanted to write a Darry, but I didn't really wanted to give a full attempt.