Midnight Meetings

Part 9- Third time lucky

Draco POV
My brain has officially gone frazzled. Quidditch today was a failure, people laughed at me. I just completely forgot everything. School hasn't been my thing today. Just wait, my father will hear about this and I'll be the one laughing at them. 
"It's all stupid Potters fault." I murmured as I paced back and forth In my room. I desperately needed to rant to someone, I desperately needed to talk to Harry. It was 8:45, fifteen minutes till lights out. I grabbed a jet black cloak, threw it over me and stormed out the Slytherin dormitory.

I couldn't stop myself, I was practically sprinting to Harry's room. Before I knew it I was on the floor. 
"Oh my god I am so sorry. Oh Draco?" A female voice said. "Granger? What are you doing out?" I sneered, channeling my inner sass. 
"I could ask you the same thing." She snapped back. I got up, brushed off my clothes and faced her. 
"Don't get into too much trouble." I smirked and walked into the Gryffindor rooms. 
"Malfoy?" Baffled Neville. 
"Oh shut up Longbottom!" I spat, watching him walk fast to go back upstairs. I waved my wand and silently chanted a spell, he won't remember a thing. I smirked before walking into Harry and Rons room.

"Oh um...Malfoy. What a surprise." Ron stutters. 
"Harry, you have a guest." Ron said before getting up. 
"I'm just gonna go see Hermione. Um bye nice seeing you." I rolled my eyes. 
"She won't be there." I plainly stated. A look of anger flooded his face as he slowly approached me. I saw Harry's head poke out of the curtained bed to watch the unfolding events. 
"What did you do to my girlfriend?" He whispered sharply. I stared at him, he is so ginger. 
"It's more what did she do to me." I said with a smirk. 
"Draco." Harry said, warning me. I simply looked over at him and winked. Too late. Ron grabbed my arm. 
"Care to elaborate?" He said through deep breaths. "Well she kinda body slammed me to the ground. Awfully rude about it too." I replied. A sharp smack landed on my cheek and a gasp was heard from the bed. 
"You'll regret that Weasley." I spat as he exited the room.

"You still want me here?" I muttered, looking at Harry. He nodded and lifted the curtains. 
"I'm sorry about Ron, he had a bad end of the day I think. He's been snapping at everyone." Harry said sympathetically. I could tell he was lying. I raised my hand to my cheek. 
"There's no blood, but probably a bruise. Your gonna have to get rid of it or something before Snape sees and tells ur father." He said. He brought his hand up and rested it on my cheek. Then he got up and went out of the room. I poked my head out of the curtains, this was risky. If anyone walked in now, they would see someone In Harry's bed and see Harry somewhere else. Rumours would spread fast. The brunette returned back into the room with something wrapped in a cloth. He tenderly pressed it against my cheek, sending shivers through my body. 
"Sorry it's a bit cold, just hold it there for a bit." He said. I nodded and complied to the instructions. He grabbed an extra blood red pillow from on top of his trunk and placed it behind my head. I fell back against it as Harry placed the blankets over me. If my cheek wasn't aching so much, I'd probably be screaming right now. But no thanks to Ron, my mood had been dampened.

Harry took out his wand and traced an imaginary line. I watched as small lights appeared on the canopy of the bed. 
"A constellation." I gasped. A blue tinged glow filled The space around us. 
"I like to imagine my mother done this on top of my crib as a baby. But obviously I don't remember." He said softly, dropping the wand and his head. 
"I'm sure they did and I'm sure you will for your future kids." I replied back. A look of pain shot across him and it almost looked like he was going to cry. I tilted my head slightly, confused about what I had said to upset the beautiful angel in front of me. He stared back. His emerald eyes pierced deep into my heart. I know I shouldn't be doing this, it will only hurt me but I couldn't bring myself to look away. We shifted closer, our lips inches away from each other. I watched his eyes flick back in between my eyes and lips, this wasn't happening... was it? Suddenly his lips crashed into mine and i felt time stop.

My hand caressed his jawline, holding him into the kiss. The ice pack was soon forgotten as I let go to bring my over hand to his upper back, grabbing him and pushing him deeper into the kiss. His tongue won for dominance and explored my mouth, making me push back a moan or two. He broke away for air. His hair looked disheveled and a rose tint sat on his skin. 
"Fuck." He muttered. My heart sank, he didn't want that, he didn't want me. 
"That was amazing." He added, panting slightly and running his hands threw his hair. I felt my heart explode. He attached our lips again, kissing me with love and compassion. This is it. I'm kissing Harry Potter. The Harry Potter, Golden boy. We heard the bedroom door open and close, breaking us apart. Footsteps traveled in time to my heavily beating heart and I heard Ron get into bed muttering to himself. I looked over at Harry who's eyes were widened and he was grinning. I quickly casted a silencing charm, not wanting any interruptions. 
"Well Harry, I will say you're a fucking good kisser." I teased, watching him blush. 
"Plus remind me to get you some sort of award." I added. He looked at me. 
"What for? Best kisser?" He replied. I shook my head. 
"Best actor cause I wouldn't even guess you were gay!" I exclaimed. 
"Well I just about knew myself." He muttered. 
"How long have you known?" He asked looking at me with his angelic eyes. I shrugged. 
"Few years or so." I answered. 
"I confirmed it this morning." He whispered like it was wrong. 
"I went and talk to mo...Lupin about it and I guess it helped." He began. 
"Wait I went and saw Snape about the same problem. Well kinda. Lupin interrupted, it was like him and Snape were in love." I exclaimed. Harry shot up. 
"So that's who Lupin's dating! Snape!" He shouted. 
"Dating what!" I shouted back. 
"Yeah this morning he said he was going to go see his boyfriend after speaking to me! Well I guess Snape is his boyfriend, certainly matches the description." Harry rambled. He looked so adorable. 
"He called Snape by his first name." I added. Harry gasped. 
"It's real then." He said. 
"Eewwww." He shouted, obviously grossed out by the thought. I laughed at his Childishness.

We spent the rest of the night making out or mocking Snape and Lupins relationship. I left at 2am and happily fell sleep for the first time in weeks. The only question lingering on my mind was are we dating?

A/n: THEY KISSED. I wasn't gonna make them kiss but I was like meh fuck it. Hope you enjoyed it byeeee