Harry's POV
"Hey, what are you all doing later?" I ask everyone as we eat our lunch. For the first time in what seems like forever I am sitting with Hermione too. I was slightly surprised when she came up to us earlier, but I am happy that she did as she has been my best friend for years.
"I am tutoring a few fifth years," Hermione answers.
"Of course you are," Fred answers. "George and I are going to be working on our latest prank."
"What about you three," Draco asks.
"I am going to study, because despite what you all think I care about my grades," Blaise says, though we all look at him disbelievingly.
When I look over at Pansy she says, "I am going to rearrange my dorm."
"Why?"
"Because I feel like it."
"Alright then, I guess it's just us three ," Theo says, his charming smile evident on his face.
"Oh joy," Draco says sarcastically. "I get to deal with your nonstop flirting all afternoon."
"Not all day, just until we are all finished with our things. Then we'll rescue you."
Draco rolls his eyes and we continue our meal. Once we finish we all go our separate ways and Theo, Draco, and I walk to the dorm. When we enter I take off my robe, loosen my tie, and roll up my sleeves. I then walk over to the record player and put on Electric Warrior by T-Rex. Once that is finished I lay on the floor and produce a patronus, making it dance around the room.
"Why are we on the floor?" Draco asks me, though despite his words he seems so be enjoying the activity as there is a slight smile playing on his pink lips.
"Why the hell not?"
Right as I say this Pansy bursts into the room, "Who wants to help me pick out how to sort out my dorm?"
"Not me," Draco and I say at the same time. When we see the look on the girls face we start laughing.
After getting her attention back to her task she turns over to the only person left. Instead of asking him she just grabs his wrist and drags him out of the room. One the door closes the blonde and I start howling with laughter once again.
Once we compose ourselves I think for a moment, realization hitting me. "You know," I start, turning my head to look at Draco, who meets my gaze. "We never just hang out, the two of us. We always have another person with us."
He furrows his brows for a moment before replying to me. "Yes, I suppose you're right. Well then, what shall we do for our first time spent alone?"
"Maybe we should get to know each other better."
"And how will we do that?"
"I've heard of this muggle game, it's called two truths and a lie. It's were you say three facts about yourself, and the other person has to guess which isn't true. You also have to try and make the person pick the wrong answer. Sound good?"
"Absolutely, you go first."
I have to think for a moment, trying to find something that wasn't too dark or depressing. "Um, I've dated two people, my favorite color's purple, and I was supposed to be in Slytherin," I say, thinking that he will get it wrong.
"Easy," he declared with a proud smile. "You were supposed to be in Slytherins was the lie."
"No," I say. Though I won't admit it, I am happy that I surprised him. "That's true, the lie is that I've dated two people."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Well, the sorting hat was going to put me in Slytherin but then I asked him not to so I ended up in Gryffindor. As for the lie, I've never actually dated anyone."
"You, Harry Potter, the Gryffindor prince, were supposed to be in Slytherin? I don't believe it."
"Believe it."
"I'll let that one slide, but how have you of all people never dated anyone? I mean you're you."
"I mean I had a slight thing with Cho last year, but she wasn't my girlfriend or anything. I don't really find it that big deal anyway."
Thankfully he doesn't press for more answers. "Its my turn now? Right, let me think. My favorite color is green, I have never been to the muggle world, and..." he thinks for a moment, and I notice a furrow in his brow as he choses his next word carefully. "I've never had a proper snog before."
"The slogging one is the lie, you've played spin the wand at the party."
"You're wrong, the lie was my favorite color is green, though I do enjoy the color, it's actually blue." I smile at that a little, though I'm not sure why. "And notice how I used the words 'proper snog' as in one where I was just doing it because I want to and not because a wand told me to."
"But you haven't, ever?" He nods his head. "Do you want to?"
"Well I suppo- wait, do you mean with you?" he asks me, sitting up.
"I mean, why not. We're friends, right, and we both like guys. Plus then you can say you've snogged someone before."
"Wouldn't it be weird?"
"No, why would it be? Also we kissed before, at the party. Unless you don't want to of course, that's cool too, just thought I'd offer."
A few seconds go by as he no doubt weighs his options, and I can practically see the wheels turning in his head. Then he turns to me, "Okay, why not. Thought be clear what does slogging indicate?"
"You know, like, kissing," I respond, sitting up as well.
"Well obviously, but like making out or just like, a peck. Because to be honest-"
I cut him off, though I do find hid nervousness cute. Cute, since when do I find Draco cute? "Look, just do what feels natural. I'll follow your lead."
When I say this he looks relieved. Then he just leans in and pressed his lips against mine. At first its slow and cautious, but when he gets comfortable he kisses me harder, placing his hands on my waist. I automatically change to meet his pace, though I don't know what to be with my hands, so I just wrap my arms around his shoulders. When I do he pulls me closer, licking my lips, asking for entrance, which I give.
A few minutes later, we pull away when we hear the door slam. Looking over I see Theo locking the door, and then leaning against it, panting. "Everything alright, I ask."
"Great, perfect, splendid. What did I miss," he asks, though judging my his face he saw exactly what we were doing.
"Nothing," Draco answers quickly, blushing.
I smirk and look at Theo who raises his eyebrows at me, I just nod. "Can I join Harry?"
I look at the blonde who just shakes his head. "Maybe some other time," I answer. "So, what did you do that caused you to run in here and lock the door?"
"I may or may not have broken Pansy's mirror. I fixed it, but she said it was the 'principal of the thing' and started chasing me." He answers as he moves to sit on the floor with us.
"You're an idiot."
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Stuck With You
FanficA Harry Potter fanfic set in sixth year, Voldemort died in the department of mysteries instead of Sirius. Warning - very gay, deals with mental heath, includes cursing I do not own any of these character as the belong to J.K.R. but screw her, alon...