Drarry Oneshots

The Shared room

(Hello, this is my first attempt at oneshots and a Harry Potter one at that! I'm just going to say some stuff may not be like it is in the books, but that is the joy of these wonderful things we call fanfictions. Well enjoy!)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Smut/ Swearing

Word Count: 8k+

Summary: Draco and Harry end up having to share a room on a school trip, they both already like each other but they are stubborn and don't want to make it seem like it. A few days go by and smut ensues.

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Harry Potter sat excitedly in the train seat. Hermione and Ron next to him playing a game of wizards chess and laughing loudly. His eyes set outside the window. It's his last wizard of trip before summer break. He's dreading going home to the Dursley's for the first few months of summer before going out on his own but one more trip before being deprived of magic may help his racing mind.

They're headed to a small muggle town to experience the real world for once. As most of the school are pure blood they've never set foot in the muggle world.

The train whistles loudly as it pulls into the station. The Hufflepuffs squee loudly as the Slytherins scoff. Ravenclaw and Gryffindor just smile and get off of the train.

Harry steps onto the ground. Where they are? Just a quaint town in Wales. Beaumaris to be exact. Harry breathes in the fresh air and smiles at Ron, who's arm is slung around Hermione's shoulders.

McGonagall smiles brightly at the students who could come along. Only a mere twenty-one were allowed and Harry is glad he and his friends were chosen.

They walk up to the hostel they will be staying in. Many a witch and wizard have stayed here. It is owned by Hogwarts itself. Dumbledore was once said to have built it on a whim.

McGonagall passes Harry his room key with an apologetic look. Harry furrows his brows and questions her.

"Erm. It seems your room only has one bed. And now that magic is not allowed unless absolutely necessary we cannot bring another bed."

"That's fine, Professor." Harry smiles and McGonagall just gives a shaky one back. She's sure the second Harry finds out about his room mate he will be singing a different tune.

Harry walks into the building and down the hall to his room. It's kind of odd how secluded the room is. It's at least twenty rooms away from anyone else's. He just flattens his lips and inserts the key into the lock.

He turns the door handle and steps in. His eyes widen and he blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.

"Malfoy! What are you doing in my room?!"

Draco jumps and clutches his heart at the sudden intrusion. He swiftly shuts his suitcase and glares at Harry.

"Your room? What are you on about, Potter? This is my—"

His sentence drops off when it sinks in.

"Please tell me I'm not sharing a room with you!"

Harry scrunches his nose in distaste and furrows his brows.

"Oh great. I'm stuck with you. Bloody fantastic!" Harry says and drops his suitcase on the floor, it's a lie. He's more than happy to be with Malfoy.

"I call the bed!" Draco yells and sprawls across it.

"Whatever," Harry rolls his eyes hiding his smile because Harry is supposed to hate him; but he doesn't. He gets settled in the corner of the room. He pulls out the paper and stares at the moving picture on the front page.