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Birthday Disaster - Rewritten

REWRITTEN: 11 June, 2020.

They sat, engrossed, barely noticing the popcorn that failed to make it to their slack mouths. When the screen fell to black Draco's body would become rigid and his hand flailed for Harry. Silences never lasted long at the movies, merely tools to heighten the drama, ploys of stylistic effect -- depriving the senses of light and sound for just long enough to peak their fear. The next moment was maximum intensity: loud, bright, fast, shocking. Draco was back in her seat, eyes open wide. Harry's hand had moved like clock work the whole time with most of his salty treat making it to his already growling stomach. He grinned. This wasn't one of those artsy, enigmatic films. This was action, thriller, horror and he couldn't be happier -- Draco knew him far too well.

The credits began to roll, and Malfoy let out a sigh of relief. He hated horror movies, but since it was Harry's birthday, he decided that what Draco wanted to do didn't matter. Harry's smile stayed, peering over to his boyfriend.

"Did you enjoy that, honey?" The slytherin asked, not being able to stop himself from smiling back to him.

"Of course I did! Thank you so much for doing this. Nobody else seemed to care about my birthday..." Harry sighed, which immediately made Draco lean over and kiss him softly. Though slowly, it turned more and more passionate. "Since it's my birthday, let's continue this in the bathroom."

"Hm, okay..." He replied, grabbing his boyfriend's hand and leaving the cinema.

"That wasn't a question, baby." Harry muttered as he threw their box of popcorn into the bin near the exit. He then dragged Draco towards the toilets, locking the two of them into a stall. Potter's back pressed against the wall as Malfoy pulled him into a hot, passionate kiss. Draco was desperate for the other male's dick and Harry had no complaints. "What are you gonna do? Suck my cock like the dirty, little slut you are?" Harry muttered. Draco loved dirty talk, though Harry was fairly new to it. Draco licked his lips, getting on his knees in front of him. He pulled down Harry's trousers, rubbing his length through the thin fabric of his boxers. The taller boy let out a moan, before remembering they were in a public restroom so he took to biting his lip instead. "Stop teasing..." Harry mumbled, panting quietly.

"Want to apparate home, handsome?" Draco asked, standing back up and placing his hands upon his shoulders casually. Harry nodded, pulling his wand out of his pocket and apparating to their flat. As soon as the blonde felt the carpet beneath his feet, Draco tucked at the buttons of Harry's shirt, throwing the fabric carelessly behind his shoulder. He ran a hand over his chest, loving his boyfriend's abs. Quidditch and Auror training did Harry well, apparently. Harry copied what Draco had done to him, letting his button up fall to the ground before he began to kiss his neck. He sucked on Malfoy's delicate, pale skin until purple marks began to form. He continued kissing everywhere he could reach, going lower and lower as Draco whimpered quietly. Suddenly, the lights flickered on brightly and a group of people screamed;

"Surprise!"

Draco jumped into Harry's arms, horrified, as Harry pulled his wand out once again. It took a few seconds for the boys to realise what was going on. Ah, the Weasleys, Hermione, Pansy and Blaise were standing there with a cake.