It was raining for the first Quidditch match. Harry and Draco woke up to the sound of rain pounding against the windows. Draco moaned in frustration when he looked outside the window. "Great, first game of Quidditch and its pouring out. Just our luck."
"Just be glad we're not facing off against Gryffindor." Harry said. "Wood is determined to win the Quidditch Cup for once."
"Really?" Draco asked.
"Yes. Since last year it was canceled due to the Basilisk and the year before that, we won. Oliver Wood is very determined to beat Marcus Flint." Harry said. He walked next to Draco and leaned against him as they looked out the window. He frowned as he watched the rain. "You know," Draco said, "if it would lead to Wood rubbing the trophy in Flint's face, I wouldn't mind losing."
"Really!?" Harry said surprised, turning to look at his boyfriend.
"Yes, why?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not just going to hand the bloody Cup to Wood on a silver platter Harry. But, if it would make Flint angry, I wouldn't mind slacking a bit."
Harry chuckled and shook his head. "Well, that seems fine. But only do it when we're going against Gryffindor okay? I don't want the school to think that the Slytherin Team is awful."
"Of course not Harry, we're the best." Draco said, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and pulling him close. "We are." Harry breathed before kissing Draco. Their lips met as the two teens kissed, the rain falling against the window dulling out as their world dimmed to only them. At that moment, their world was just each other, and they were in harmony as they kissed, lips gliding against lips, Harry's eyes closed as Draco's hand moved to his hair, holding Harry firmly in place. Harry blushed and held his breath when he felt Draco's mouth parting lightly, a tongue coming out and licking Harry's lips, asking for entry. Harry gasped when the tongue slipped between his lips and almost touched his teeth. Harry quickly stepped back, face ablaze while Draco looked confused. "Did I do something wrong Harry?" he asked.
"No, no, no!" Harry said quickly, trying to get over his embarrassment. "It's just that... we umm we never did anything like that."
Draco smirked and walked closer to Harry, "It's called French kissing Harry. I thought if we were snogging, that we should do it properly."
"Properly?"
"Yeah, kissing like that is a small way to show that I love you, and that you are mine, and I am yours." Draco said. He placed a hand on Harry's cheek and whispered "We can try again, if you want." Harry nodded and Draco slowly came closer. When he was a centimeter apart, Harry closed his eyes and Draco said "Just do what comes naturally Harry, don't worry."
They kissed again and soon enough Draco's tongue slipped into Harry's mouth. This time, Harry opened his mouth and met Draco's tongue with his. Their tongues met and Harry felt something moving deep inside him as their tongues played and pushed each other. A dance for dominance began between them and Harry submitted as Draco began exploring Harry's mouth, making the shorter teen moan as his legs went weak. To Harry's embarrassment, he quickly got an erection and tried to move away, but Draco pulled Harry closer, his erection touching something very similar, and much larger. At this point, Draco did something with his tongue and all of his embarrassment went out the window as Harry succumbed to the pleasure, moaning in the kiss as Draco's arm tightened around him. Harry felt like he had to pee, but for some reason didn't care. All that mattered was kissing Draco.
"That's hot, but I think it's too early for that." Blaise's voice said, instantly destroying the privacy and pleasure Draco and Harry had. The couple blushed when they turned to Blaise's bed to see he was standing in front of them, wearing a pair of pajama pants and nothing else, arms crossed across his chest. Blaise smirked at them and took a few steps forward. "I should totally just pay you guys to do that in front of me and Theo. Great way to get into the mood." He said.
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Silver Hourglass
Hayran KurguIn order to change the world and save lives from the war, Lucius Malfoy thought of a simple solution: Get Harry and Draco to love each other at Hogwarts. A plan that seems easy when the present Harry and Draco declare their love for each other. Howe...