𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

Chapter 25

Harry, Ron and Draco had supper together in the Great Hall, making plans for the next day which would be New Years Eve. They decided to have a small party in the Gryffindor tower and invited the others to come. Everyone accepted, except for Adrian who politely declined to Harry, but upon turning to face Draco, gave him such a nasty glare as he was leaving that the blonde felt a shiver of heavy foreboding vibrate though him.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, seeing the slightly disturbed expression on his boyfriends face. "Uh...yeah...everything's fine," Draco replied, trying to shrug off the ominous feeling. "You'd better hurry, Snape's waiting for you," the blonde told the raven haired teen, hoping to put his mind on something else.

"Shit!" Harry exclaimed. "Sorry guys, I gotta go," he said to Ron and Draco as he ran off to meet with the Potions Master. They were still working on his Occlumency and Legilimency which Harry was beginning to make some small progress with, thanks in part to the truce they had established over Draco's disappearance. Still, it wasn't enough of an improvement in Snape's book, so The-Boy-Who- Lived didn't want to further irritate the older wizard by being late.

Ron and Draco sat at the table looking at each other awkwardly. This was the first time they'd been alone together and neither one knew what to say to the other.

Finally, Draco stood. "I better get back to my rooms. I've still got a lot of work to do to catch up with everyone."

"Yeah, me too...I mean I don't need to catch up, but I still have to finish the last bit of that essay," Ron babbled.

Draco resisted the urge to roll his eyes and just gave the red-head a nod instead. "Well...see you," he offered as a way of saying goodbye.

"Okay," Ron answered, watching as the Slytherin walked away. 'Hermione is never going to believe this,' the freckled boy thought as he too left the Great Hall and made his way to the tower, not sure if he believed it himself.

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"That's enough for this evening," Snape growled, resisting the very real urge to throttle The- Boy-Who-Lived. He had thought that maybe the young Gryffindor was starting to make some headway, but this evening's session had been horrid. The Potter boy had been daydreaming most of the lesson and Snape, unfortunately, had managed to catch glimpses of exactly what he had been daydreaming about before the bespectacled boy could cover his thoughts.

"Next time, Mr. Potter, please keep your debauched imaginings to yourself," the Potions Professor drawled with an unhappy scowl, causing Harry to blush crimson. "Now off to your dorm with you and do not even think to see Mr. Malfoy tonight," Snape warned, giving Harry a stern look. "I myself shall be going to see him shortly." Severus intended to basically interrogate the blonde over why exactly The-Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-Horny seemed to think that the visions he had running though his mind could become reality.

"Yes Professor," Harry grumbled back, still blushing hotly.

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Up in the Gryffindor tower, Ron and Harry played a couple of games of exploding snap before deciding to call it a night.

Harry got ready for bed and then curled up with his book, his curtains drawn, reading well into the night and absorbing everything he could about how to go about making sex pleasurable for his partner. His professors would probably wish that he would put this much concentration and effort into his scholastic studies if they could see the absorbed look on his face now as he re-read and re-checked the book ardently.

'This is just in case things happen,' Harry told himself logically, so he wouldn't feel like he was totally sex crazed. 'It's not like I'm going to throw him to the floor and shag him the next time I see him or anything. Although this looks interesting,' he thought as he read through the section on foreplay, flipping to the appropriate illustration to see how it was done. 'Doesn't seem too difficult, I wonder how it tastes?'