☆ You Drew Stars Around My Scars ☆ || ♡ DRARRY ♡

Room of requirements

"Ahh this sucks!"
"What sucks, Draco?" Pansy asked. Draco rolled his eyes before looking back at their professor.
"Well I miss my boyfriend Pansy! Ugh you can never understand me because the thing is that, you've never had a boyfriend" Draco was surely being dramatic.
"Draco you both literally live together, what do you mean you miss him?" Pansy too rolled her eyes. "Is this eye rolling a Slytherin thing or what?" Blaise interrupted them.
"You're a Slytherin too"
"Shut up" Blaise rolled his eyes. "SEE! YOU DID IT TOO!" Pansy shouted.

"Any problem there? Miss Parkinson?" Their professor asked making Pansy stand up in shock and panic.
"Well yes sir, actually Draco Malfoy here was called by McGonagall  but he is afraid you won't let him go"
"Oh. No issues Malfoy, you can go" Said their professor. Draco gave Pansy a confused look.
"What is this Pansy?" Draco whispered
"I made you a way to get out of this boring class and get your boyfriend. But I don't know how will you call him, best of luck Dray" Pansy said making Draco's face lighten up.

Draco's face brightened with a mix of relief and excitement. He quickly gathered his things and slipped out of the classroom, heading straight for the corridor where he hoped to find Harry. His heart was racing as he approached the classroom where Harry was currently in session.

Draco made his way to the door of Professor Flitwick's Charms classroom. Taking a deep breath, he knocked and entered, catching the diminutive professor's attention.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy," Professor Flitwick said, looking up from his desk. "What can I do for you?"

"Professor Flitwick," Draco began smoothly, "I'm afraid I have an urgent matter regarding Harry Potter. I've been sent to collect him for a special briefing from Professor McGonagall. It's important and time-sensitive."

Professor Flitwick's eyes widened slightly. "A briefing from Professor McGonagall? That does sound important. Very well, Mr. Malfoy. You may take Mr. Potter. I trust you will ensure he returns promptly."

"Of course, Professor," Draco said with a polite nod. "Thank you."

He made his way to the back of the classroom where Harry sat, looking up with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"Harry, we need to go," Draco said quietly, flashing a quick, reassuring smile.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "What's this about?"

"Pansy cooked up an elaborate excuse to get me out of class," Draco explained. "I told Professor Flitwick that Professor McGonagall needed you for something urgent. So, we've got some time to ourselves."

"Smooth criminal" Harry smiled at Draco. "What? No! Criminal? What do you mean!?" Draco was somewhat offended that Harry called him a criminal, a smooth one though.

"Oof! Its a joke you dumbass" Draco was relieved. 

"So? Where do we go now? I mean our rooms can't be used by us and we have almost 20 minutes till lunch"
"Well I know the place that is ninety-nine percent empty right now" Draco smirked
"Well what are we waiting for then, lets go!" Harry smiled

"The room of requirements...right...yeah I almost forgot that this place is not really visited by people. You're a genius Draco!"
"I know I am, my love" Harry loved Draco's little boy confidence, it made him love Draco even more. 

Draco smirked at Harry's enthusiasm for the idea of heading to the Room of Requirements. He grabbed Harry's hand, a thrill running through him at the mere touch. "Let's go then, Scarhead." As they hurried to the Room, the air around them crackled with anticipation. Draco couldn't shake the fluttering in his chest, the excitement of sneaking away for this intimate time with Harry. "You know, Potter, sometimes your impulsiveness does have its perks..."

As they reached the Room of Requirements, the door appeared, granting them entry. Inside, the room was filled with comfortable cushions, and soft candlelight illuminated their surroundings.

Draco leaned in, his breath mingling with Harry's. "So, Potter, are you ready to indulge my every need and whim?" He teased, brushing his lips against Harry's cheek.

Harry's heart raced at Draco's suggestion. "Oh, Draco, you know I am. As long as I get to explore your needs just as much, I'll be more than ready."

Draco laughed softly at Harry's eagerness. He ran his fingers lightly over Harry's jawline, relishing the slight shiver that ran through Harry's body.

"Oh, you are too easy, Potter," Draco murmured, voice low. "But since you're so keen on exploring, be warned, I'll be just as hungry for every inch of you. Are you ready for that?"

Harry pulled Draco against him, their bodies flush. "Bring it on, Malfoy."

Their lips met in a fiery kiss, their mouths exploring and teasing, each seeking more.

Draco's lips moved hungrily against Harry's, his tongue darting out to tease the seam of Harry's mouth. The kiss was a dance of desire, a battle of wills and want. Their hands explored each other's bodies, tracing every curve and muscle.

Harry's fingers tangled in Draco's hair, pulling him closer, the heat between them intensifying as their bodies pressed against each other. The room seemed to spin, and the air grew thicker with each shared breath. They were lost in the intensity of their kiss, the outside world fading away entirely.

Draco's hands found their way under the fabric of Harry's shirt, tracing patterns of desire against his heated skin. "You drive me crazy, Potter," Draco murmured between kisses. His fingers trailed lower, teasing Harry's waistband.

Harry's breath caught, his heart racing. He responded with equal fervor, his own hands sliding down to cup Draco's behind, pulling him closer.

Harry's mouth moved along Draco's jaw and down to his neck, nibbling and teasing. Draco let out a gasp. His body responded, arching into Harry's touch. His own actions became more brazen, his fingers delving lower, seeking more, wanting more.

Draco's other hand moved to Harry's chest, teasing a hardened nipple through his shirt. "You feel incredible, Potter."

Draco continued to tease Harry, his tongue tracing a path down Harry's neck, pausing occasionally to nip gently at his skin. "Potter, you taste incredible." He whispered, his hands sliding down to Harry's hips and beneath his waistband, teasing the sensitive skin there.

Draco's own arousal was growing, evident in the way he moved against Harry. "Merlin," he groaned, "you affect me too much."

Harry's breath came in short gasps as he was enveloped in the sensation of Draco's touch. His arousal was evident, and Draco's teasing only heightened it.

"Draco," Harry managed, his voice low, "I can't hold back much longer. Don't make me wait."

"Impatient, aren't we?" Draco smirked, but he was just as eager, his own control slipping.

Lost in the moment, they didn't notice time passing. However, the sound of the bell ringing shattered the dreamy state they were in.

"Bloody hell," Draco muttered, his cheeks flushed. "Seems we got a little carried away, Potter."

Harry grinned, still trying to catch his breath. "Nevermind, we can finish this later in our rooms."

Draco nodded, his eyes shining with a mix of excitement and mischief. "Alright, Potter. Let's save this for later. But just so you know, I'll be expecting double the intensity when we're alone again."

Harry chuckled, his heart, still racing slightly. "Challenge accepted, Draco. We'll pick up right where we left off, and I promise it'll be worth the wait."

With that, they straightened their clothes, attempting to present a somewhat composed appearance, before exiting the Room of Requirements, ready to face the rest of their day.