Harry Potter One-shots

Drarry: Rock, Paper, Bottom, Top?

"This has been going on for months now!"

"I just want to know!"

"It's so tempting just to ask!"

"Why are you guys so obsessed with this?" Ron asked with his nose scrunched up. "Just ask if you're so bloody curious." Ron said as he ate his chicken.

"Ron! We can't just ask!" Ginny said, horrified.

"It's not something you just outright say!" Hermione said, peeking looks at the couple.

"Merlin, why not? I'm sick of hearing about this. I couldn't care less if Harry or Malfoy are bottom or top in bed. I'd rather not think about Harry shagging or getting shagged in general." Ron said with a sour face.

"You just don't understand to beauty of it. Two guys exploring each other's bodies like there own, knowing where to touch, where to kiss, where to- oh my is it hot in here?" Ginny said distractedly, fanning herself.

"Anyway, it's just fascinating. Plus, you know how when I want to know something, I need to." Hermione said with a roll of her eyes.

"What are you going to do? Following them under Harry's cloak and watch to find out?" Ron said offhandedly, not seeing as Hermione and Ginny's faces lit up.

"Sorry Ron, got to go do homework. I'm taking Hermione with me!" Ginny said, pulling Hermione with her as Ron looked at them curiously. He shrugged.

"Girls." He sighed.

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SMUT AHEAD:

Saturday evening, Ginny and Hermione waited until they saw Harry leave Gryffindor tower before following and pulling the cloak over them. They watched as the grinning boy walked to the Room of Requirement, the door already there.

Without being noticed, they slipped in the room after Harry and stood in the corner patiently.

"Hey Dray." Harry practically purred as he entered the room. Draco laid on the bed with a smirk before he got up and stood.

"Hello Harry." He said, his grey eyes filled with lust already as he wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor.

"I have a feeling we won't be sleeping much tonight." Harry chuckled, pressing a small kiss to Draco's pale pink lips.

"Saturday's are for all-nighters, not sleep." Draco snickered, sneaking his hand under Harry's shirt. Harry smacked away his hands with a half-hearted glare.

"I don't think so you snake. You remember the rules." He reminded.

"Your rules are stupid, why can't I just fuck you." Draco pouted.

"The rules." Harry insisted.

"Bloody rules..." Draco muttered, placing his palm out and his fist on top just as Harry did.

"One, Two, Three!" Draco gave a devilish smirk.

"I guess this time...I get to fuck you like planned." Draco said as he pulled Harry's Gryffindor tie off easily as if he did it often.

"Bastard." Harry said but was still grinning as he pulled Draco down into the bed with him, taking off the eighth year Slytherin's tie as said Slytherin unbuttoned his shirt, his lips automatically attached to the Gryffindor's Adam's apple, sucking on it hard.

Hermione and Ginny swore they had never heard such a noise come out of Harry's mouth, even when he and Ginny would make out in sixth year.

"Merlin Potter, you really do sound like a whore when you moan like that." Draco said in an arrogant tone, sounding like he did before they made up and started dating.

"Shut up prat." Harry said, rolling his eyes as he brought Draco's head down to press their lips together. Indeed, the blond shut up.

Hands wondered, clothes were thrown aside carelessly, nearly hitting the girls at one point.

They should have left. They really should have. But they couldn't look away. Harry was sucking Draco's fingers as if he were a deserted man who hadn't had water in days. Draco kept licking his lips, watching as Harry's arse swallowed the digits as he moaned, keening when his sweet spot was brushed against.

It was hypnotic, silky blonde hair against messy dark locks, bright green eyes staring into stormy grey, pale skin rubbing against tanned skin. They were complete opposites in looks and it made it all the more hotter.

"Draco...please- Ngh- harder!" Harry begged, his blunt nails digging into Draco pale and unmarked skin, leaving it red, his strong legs wrapped around Draco's slim waist.

"Merlin Harry, so close..." Draco grunted, his arms tensing with every thrust from where they rested on either side of his head.

"Me- ah- too." Harry panted, his moans cut off abruptly as he arched, a silent moan lodged in his throat as he slumped back into the mattress, exhausted. Draco gave a small groan as he came, rolling of Harry as to not deprive him of oxygen. He chuckled softly as he gather the spent boy in his arms.

"You are too sexy for words when you're on the bottom."

"Next time, I get to fuck you." Harry mumbled.

"Sure, sure." Draco grinned, kissing the top of his head. "Whatever you say Saviour."

"I hate you." Harry grumbled weakly at the nickname.

"I love you too." Draco smirked and closed his eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep, not noticing as the door opened and closed once more.

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