Drarry Oneshots

Slytherin Dorms (fluff with some pg smut)

(A/N: this isn't my best storey but I'm trying with exams and stuff, and I thought this idea was really cute)

Harry P.O.V.

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Ron groaned nervously as he looked at the sludge unevenly spread between cups.

"Hermione has spent months working on this you can't back out now." I say

"But it's so weird!"

"We never said it wasn't Ron." Hermione tittered.

"But what if we are wrong and Malfoy isn't the Heir of Slytherin"

"Well then we are wrong. All evidence points to him." I groan

"Just drink the Polyjuice already." We all enter different stalls in the girls bathroom. I take off my clothes so they don't get ruined and replace them with the oversized Slytherin ones. I take a swig of Polyjuice potion and it tastes like goblins piss. Don't ask me how I know what goblin piss tastes like, it's a log storey. And I can feel my skin bubbling and my body stretching, and before I knew it my new body fit into the Slytherin robes and I stepped out of the cubical. Ron was next to me, or should I say Crabbe, and Hermione refused to leave the cubical.

A.N. I decided to leave this bit out because you all probably know all this from the movies/books

We are walking towards the dungeons, an unexpected place for the dorms for the "high and mighty" Slytherins.

"Pureblood." Malfoy says proudly to the portrait, and he goes in first, Ron and I following. The Slytherin common room was black and emerald, shining greens against pitch blacks, complementing the underwater view of the lake. I stared in amazement at the mermaid staring at me through the glass who decides she's wave, but before I could wave back Malfoy swatted my hand.

"Don't embarrass me imbecile. Crabbe I don't care what you do, but Goyle your coming with me... To our dorm room." He sneered. I followed him through a large black archway, that opened up to a sparkly green corridor with doors along the walls, apparently in Slytherin there are only two people to a dorm, and Goyle shared his with Malfoy, who locked the door and shoved a silencing spell on it.

"Now, now, Gregory, you know what you get when you embarrass me." He tuttured. I opened my eyes wide, scared of being hexed."and never telling me you had glasses, like Potters, now that really deserves punishment." I gulped, expecting the worst, but instead he pushed me to a bed and sat on my lap, tracing his fingers down my shirt, sending shivers up my spine. "Not speaking tonight huh? Well you'll be making some noise soon."

He kissed me, deep and strong and hard, he was trying to hurt me but it felt like heaven.
"Have you been cheating on me Goyle" he asked casually

"Huh what?" I was staring in disbelief at how much his features had changed tone despite still being sharp and ferret like.

"Because if that's what you are doing, keep it up, you have suddenly become an amazing kisser." My, I guess Goyle's, eyebrows shot up at the sinister undertone beneath the words, he said to cheat but his tone said that if he ever did he would be accustomed to more than one unforgivable curse. He trailed his fingers over my chest. No it's Goyles. I can't keep thinking of it being mine or this will be much much weirder than it already was. "Yesterday you didn't even know where to put your mouth, against my lips or my cheek or what? And suddenly you are... Well why don't I show you." He takes his hands and puts them on my - Goyles - hips and digs his fingers in, and just as I gasped in pain his mouth locked onto mine and his tongue explored. Sparks shot through my body and created a feeling I didn't know I could have, instinctively I wrapped my arms around his back and pull him on top of me, my left hand cradling his head, and my right gripping his ass. I felt teeth and tongue and heat swam my body, and I moved to kiss his neck and flipped us so his legs were wrapped around my body, I rocked into him, grinding our hips together, barely noticing the growing hardness of his body that I was never shown from Ginny, and I made my way down his neck, and nipped him hear and their, hopefully leaving marks in my wake, he pulled on my hair as he groaned and he froze, so I froze.
"What's wrong?" I ask