~Drarry one shots~

~Limping~

Harry was in shock. He just had the most mind blowing sex with none other than Draco Malfoy! He strolled into the great hall feeling like he had just killed Voldemort and confidently slid into his seat in front to Hermione.
"Why are you so happy?" Hermione asked harry suspiciously.
"I just smashed some serious studying." Harry lied. Ron stared at Harry in utter confusion.
"When the hell did you start studying?" He laugh.
"Since he came to his senses Ronald. Maybe you should take a page out of his book!" Hermione scolded him. Harry couldn't stop himself from laughing at the fact of Ron studying  like Harry had merely half an hour ago. Ron however had got completely side tracked and burst into laughter.
"Look at Malfoy!" He screeched. The other parts of the trios eyes diverted to the blonde boy limping into the hall. "Someones given him a good beating and i don't blame them. Actually good on them!" He added.
"Ron! Who do you think done it?" Hermione asked Harry. However Harry couldn't open his mouth to answer as he held back a burst of laughter. He had done that. Draco glared back at Harry, obviously aware of the pain in his backside and the affect it had on his walking.
"Harry did you do that?" Hermione asked, picking up on Malfoys glare.
"No!" Harry quickly replied. "I was studying like I said but I wish I did." Ron laughed and Hermione shook her head.

For the rest of dinner, Draco Malfoy carried on glaring at Harry. He wasn't against the sex, just the fact that he now couldn't walk properly. After dinner he pulled Harry into an empty classroom. without Hermione and Ron noticing.
"I fucking hate you." Draco spat before carefully sitting down.
"Really cause past you would disagree." Harry laughed as he leant against the wall.
"I'm a laughing stock cause I'm fucking limping everywhere!" Draco replied, rage coursing through his veins.
"You said it wasn't your first time and you kept on shouting at me to go faster and deeper! I was just obeying orders." Harry argued, causing Draco to blush at the memories.
"Yeah well.... well um you're um on the larger side of the spectrum." Draco said quieter, blushing immensely by now. Harry just laughed.
"Thank you very much, you weren't bad yourself. You'll be fine by tomorrow, just play it off as leg cramp." Harry sighed before ruffling Draco's hair, causing him to scowl. "Though my friends think I studied and that you got beaten up."
"Oh great! I'll get you back potter!" Draco shouted before leaving dramatically.
"Can't wait!" Harry shouted down the now empty hall he was strutting down.

When harry returned to the common room, he was instantly bombarded by his friends.
"Dean said he saw Malfoy dragging you into a classroom! Did he hurt you?" Hermione asked.
"Nah it was about us looking at him at dinner so I just teased him about his limp and he stormed out. He's probably telling his father about it by now." Harry replied. Though in his head he was hoping that Draco wasn't telling his father about their extracurricular activity.
"Good or I would've murdered him." Ron warned.
"I wouldn't doubt that for the world Ronald." Harry replied with a laugh.

*this time skip is sponsored by absolutely no one. I just wanted to say that. Okay now it's the next day* *oh wait maybe it's sponsored by time turners*

Harry limped into the dining room in a state of daze. He could hear Draco behind him laughing at Harry's limp. When he had received the letter this morning to meet him in the room of requirements, his heart leaped for joy and he felt extremely full of himself due to his obvious amazing sex skills. I mean why else would Draco want seconds? Plus Harry was rather enjoying their enemies with benefits kind of thing!  It wasn't until he got into the room of requirements, he realised a change of plan. This time, he was bottoming. Harry didn't entirely mind this as he was up to trying new things and it did feel good but it was the after mass he didn't like. Delicately, he eased into his seat, wincing as his butt touched the hard wood. (A/n: you could say he done that twice this evening now hehe)
"Harry what's wrong?" Ron asked.
"I uh practically ate the grass in quidditch practice today by the way I fell." Harry replied, wincing some more as he tried to get comfy. He could feel Draco staring at him from the other side of the hall.
"No you didn't, we were both there." Hermione replied.
"Did I say quidditch practice? I meant me practicing on my own, that's where I've been for the past few hours. I must've hit my head in that fall." Harry lied.
"You should go to promfrey."
"Nah I'll live. Draco got over his limp pretty fast so I'll get over mine." Harry replied before tucking into the food in front of him. Hermione and Ron just stared at him.
"Did he just call mal-"
"Yes he did." Ron replied.