{~*Smexy Stuff*~}

Chapter 1

It was a regular day at Hogwarts. Classes were the same-old-same-old. Down the hall was the potions room, where Professor Snape was reading the agenda for the day. And there was Harry Potter.
His hair was a dark-oak brown.  It hung over his eyes and uneven glasses balancing on his pointy nose. His eyes shone in the musty sunlight, the golden brown seemingly as bright as the sun. He was busy writing on a piece of parchment with an feather.
"Harry," a soft voice called, poking him in the back. He turned around to face his sworn enemy: Draco Malfoy.
"Oh what now, Malfoy?" Harry said in response, putting down his feather.
"Well, I was wondering if we could maybe meet in that royal bathroom where Moaning Myrtle sometimes hangs out. I want to do something," he explained, brushing pale blonde hair out of his eyes.
"I mean, I guess. But what time?" whispered Harry, keeping an eye on a suspicious Snape peering over near his desk.
"Midnight; exactly midnight," he replied, leaning back in his wooden chair to finish his assignment.
What could he possibly want from me?
Harry wondered.
What seemed like ages, class had finally ended. Harry left his seat and joined Hermione to lead him to their next class: charms.