One shot or not ?

Part 3 of 4

Draco continued down the corridor, the music becoming more and more quiet until the sound had been completely vanquished by distance. Of course he was aware of the raven haired boy behind him but he didn't stop until he turned the corner, where he waited patiently.

Harry rounded the corner only to be slammed against the wall by and angry looking Malfoy.
"Malfoy what the hell?!" He shouted, out of shock more than anything.
"You stole my song." Draco growled, leaning in a little closer. Strangely, Harry just giggled, however it turned into a malicious laugh.

"This is about a song." He croaked after he calmed down, the alcohol still burning his throat. This angered Draco more.
"That wasn't just a song Potter. It meant something." He snarled back. Harry relaxed against the wall behind him slightly enjoying Draco's anger.
"Oh, what a shame, what you gonna do about it? Tell daddy that potter's being mean, that potter stole your song-"
"Do not mention my father." He bit harshly.

"Oh Malfoy, why's that?" Harry asked innocently.
"You know perfectly well why that is." He thundered viciously.
"Hang on, yes that's right! He's in Azkaban, rotting in a cell, regretting everything he did-" Draco couldn't take it anymore, he flew him off the wall and pounded his fist to Harry's face and smashed him against the wall again.
"Shut. Up." He gnarled. Harry closed his eyes for a few moments letting the dizziness and pain settle whilst starting to laugh bitterly yet again.

"Oh malfoy, you need to calm your anger, you really think that's gonna shut me up. I have so much to say about that man, a pathetic little punch won't stop me." Normally, Harry wouldn't be this mean but the alcohol had taken over his brain and he was so drunk, he couldn't stop the thoughts flowing to his mouth.
"I would be careful if I were you, Potter." Draco threatened.

"Why's that, what you going to do? Punch me again? Kick me? Or worse. Would Crucio do? How about Avada-"
"I said, shut up." He spat dangerously. But Harry continued.

"I mean you could use sectumsempra but you wouldn't know how, in fact, you wouldn't have the guts-"
"Merlin save me if I ever have to do this again." Draco mumbled underneath his breath.
"-would you Malfoy? Just like how you didn't have the guts to kill Dumbl-" Draco grabbed harry by his shirt and slammed him against the wall whilst viciously meeting his lips. Harry let out a pained moan as he took in the situation, he couldn't think and maybe it was the alcohol but he found himself kissing back, their lips locking to each other, moving in perfect sync. Harry parted his lips to breathe but Draco took the opportunity to slither in his tongue continuing the fight through action, their tongues battled for dominance, dancing and savouring a taste that neither of them knew could taste so good, Draco won grabbing Harry by his hips and roughly pressing them to the wall. Both of their minds were a blur, half because of them being highly intoxicated and half because of their emotions. They didn't know how they felt.
Draco pulled away for breath and moved his head to Harry's ear.

"That shut you up." He whispered huskily, before turning and continuing down the corridor leaving Harry breathless and confused. He slid down the wall and placed his head in his hands, his fingers going through his hair and to the back of his head. It was only then that he realised how much his body ached from being flung against the wall so many times. He groaned in pain, clutching his head as it throbbed at the back, tomorrow morning was going to be hard.

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Draco woke up with, what he could only describe as, a hell of a headache. He moaned as he tried to get out of bed. He heard a chuckle from beside him.
"You were so hammered last night." Blaise remarked sitting up from his bed.

"Ugh, hell I don't remember anything." Draco mumbled rubbing his face with his hand.
"Are you sure?" Blaise replied knowingly.

"Not a thing, last I remember was talking to Pansy about vodka, ah shoot I mentioned vodka, why do you ask anyway?" He remarked as he placed his hands at the back of his head.

"Yeah your little muggle obsession secret got spilled and well..." Blaise sighed a little, knowing Draco would rip him apart if he phrased it wrong, but seeing his current state, he didn't need to be too careful. "...You were saying someone's name in your sleep last night." He finally settled with. Draco looked at him, petrified.

"Who?" He demanded, starting to worry.

"Urm" Blaise chuckled again but nervously this time, he couldn't say it.
"Oh for goodness sake Blaise you coward, Draco mate you were practically screaming Potter's name in your sleep." Theodor Nott claimed sarcastically.

Draco's face immediately dropped.
"Oh, merlin kill me now. What the hell did I do last night?" He looked at both Blaise and Theo but they just shrugged.
"You left about an hour before the party ended, no one knows where you went. But you obviously weren't there for too long because you seemed to have been passed out for a while when we found you in here." Blaise told, looking at Theo for conformation. He nodded.

"Although, Potter seemed to be stuck in his place, he almost looked petrified." He added. At this, Draco looked up again.
"Petrified?" He questioned.

"Yeah we found him sitting against the wall on the way back here, head in his hands, when we asked him what he was doing he just stared, it was..... quite creepy actually, almost like he'd seen him again." At first Draco looked confused, but then proceeded to scowl at the last part.
"Please Blaise don't mention that monster." Both Theodore and Blaise looked at him sympathetically.
"Sorry."

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He slowly backed up until his back was gently pressed against a door, it was different from the party, it was soft, not forceful.
"Malfoy." He smirked, receiving the same devious look from Draco.
"Potter." He said toyingly pacing forward at the same pace Harry was until he was backed against the wall.
Draco placed his hand on Harry's hip slowly inching closer.
"Aren't we going to be late for defence?" Harry asked gently. Draco used his other hand to gently stroke down Harry's cheekbone, down to his neck.
"Who cares about defence against the dark arts when you can be with the golden boy, the saviour, the hero." He whispered huskily into his ear, his lips brushing Harry's ear. Slowly but surely he moved his lips slightly, gently caressing his jaw with his mouth, gradually moving down the jawline. Harry's breathing hitched as he moved down to his neck.
"Malfoy." He breathed. This spurred him on, he placed the hand that was behind Harry's head and neck, onto his other hip, slowly nipping at his collarbone. He couldn't help it, he moaned rather loudly.
"Draco." The use of his name brought him from Harry's collarbone and to his lips. He'd never thought someone like Draco could be so soft but still keep his pride and arrogance, but right here, right now, he was.
"Harry..." he was in bliss.
"Harry..."

"Harry!" He shot up from his bed in a sweat.
"Harry mate, what the hell?!" Ron asked crazily. Suddenly a sharp pain reached Harry's head as he grasped it and winced as the rest of his body caught up with what happened last night and he found himself in immense pain.

Ron handed him a vial of potion, which he took gratefully and downed in one. A few minutes passed until there was only an ache in his back and shoulders.
"Mate, what the hell were you dreaming about?" He exclaimed. Harry turned bright red.

"I can't remember." He lied.
"Well you seemed to be saying 'Malfoy' quite a lot, Oh and something about defence?" He explained. Harry went even more red however tried to hide it.
"Probably just a fight." With that comment Ron seemed to shrug it off.
"Oh! And where did you go last night after your song. You never came back to the party." He asked inquiringly. That's when Harry realised, he didn't have a clue.

"I- I can't remember, in fact, I can't remember anything from last night after talking Hermione about it going to be a long night." But Harry had a feeling that it could have something to do with none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Not surprising, I mean you were completely hammered by your second song."