Differences. || Drarry

chap eight!

D R A C O

entering the gryffindor common room was a lot more nerve racking than draco had guessed. as his feet landed on the carpet, a sudden warmth surrounded his body, and thats when draco noticed the lit up fire place in the far corner of the room.

"draco!" a voice shouted, and the blondie turned behind him to see harry potter standing there in his own clothes instead of his usual robe.

he wore black baggy jeans with a dark red hoodie, the dark red hoodie.

draco flushed pink at that hoodie, all the memories he had of that were so overwhelming but he tried not to think about it.

"hey, potter." draco said, now fully facing the brunette. "you look pretty." he mumbled, and immediately regretted it at how pathetic he sounded.
"why thank you." harry grinned as he took a few steps towards the blondie. "i'm glad you're here draco."
"i'm glad i'm here too." he nodded gently.

"shall we sit?"
"sure." harry shrugged, slumping down on a dark red beanbag. draco sat down on the couch opposite the brunette and took a deep breath.

"i don't think i've ever seen a room with so much red in it." draco said with a laugh as he glanced around the decorative room.
"good thing its my favourite colour then."
"it is?"
"mhm."
"cool. i like green." draco grinned.
"not surprised." harry rolled his eyes while grinning, and draco just smiled to himself.

"so how are you?" harry asked, and draco immediately glanced down at his hands.
"i'm okay, i'm getting better." draco nodded.

"draco i just wanted to say i'm sorry for saying i wouldn't wait for you. of course i will, i'll wait as long as you need. because you're worth it, baby." harry said, and quickly slapped a hand over his mouth after using such a pet name for draco.

the slytherin boy's face flushed bright red as he eyed harry awkwardly. he coughed lightly before speaking "thank you for saying that." he nodded, and harry smiled gently.

"i really like you harry, i want you to know that." he mumbled.
"i do."
"but i'm so scared. if my dad ever found out..."

"how could he?"
"don't get me wrong, i know that the slytherins worship me. but not as much as they worship my father. if they found out about us, they would easily rat me out to my father just to get in his good books." draco explained, and harry nodded along.
"i understand, i really do." he said. "and i'm sorry that your friends are like that. but— what about pansy? she knows about us, right?"

"i came out to her, and then broke up with her. and then she put two and two together and figured it out that you're the boy i've been crushing on recently." draco explained, and harry couldn't help but smile at that.

"i see." he grinned, and draco just sighed. "i'm really proud of you, it takes guts to come out."
"yeah, it was hard. any updates on telling your friends?"
"no, i don't know how. i'm almost certain hermione would be supportive, it's just ron that i'm worried about. especially when they find out its you that i've been getting close with. they aren't your biggest fans, draco."

"yeah, i know that." the boy sighed, "that's my fault. i shouldn't have been so horrible to you three ever since first year."
"it's alright, i've forgiven you." harry smiled as he stood up and moved to sit besides draco.

the two boys shared a smile as harry slipped his hand onto the others' thigh and rubbed it up and down slowly.
"i'm really glad we're talking like this." he whispered.
"me too, baby." draco grinned, and harry took notice of the pet name — the same one he himself had used earlier.

"i hate you." harry giggled, taking his hand off draco and using them both to cover his face awkwardly. draco grinned widely as he held harry's hands down and connected their fingers.
"we both know that isn't true, baby."
"stop calling me that." harry slammed his eyes shut while he giggled, his face now bright red.

draco didn't verbally respond, but he slowly leaned in and eventually connected both their lips. harry's eyes widened, this was their first kiss!

he leaned into the kiss and placed his hands on draco's chest, pushing him back against the couch as harry slowly climbed over him.

draco's tongue licked harry's bottom lip, and pushed his mouth open, then entering in to explore. harry let out a slight gasp as he enjoyed the feeling of draco's tongue feeling around as he pleased.

they remained like this, on top of one another, for nearly ten minutes until their lips were undeniably sore — so they unfortunately had no choice but to separate.

draco grinned up at the boy who was now sitting on his chest, and let his eyes look him up and down.
"stop checking me out." harry laughed, and draco just smirked.
"you're just so pretty."
"shut up."