Oops. {Drarry NSFW}

Bound To Do So.

A/N: wow okay... first smut...enjoy... ya sinners. 

The cold hard floor of the great hall made the platinum blonde and raven haired boys miss their cozy bed's of the Slytherin and Gryffindor houses at Hogwarts. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were placed next to each other for sleeping arrangements, due to the fact the houses, literally all of them, wouldn't open with their passwords. Why was beyond even the head master. Draco shifted uncomfortably and turned his head towards Harry. Looking over at the boy he scoffed and rolled his eyes. Neither of them were asleep. How could they be? Sworn enemies "sleeping" next to each other, that's something you don't see every day.

 "This is unbelievable..." Draco muttered under his breath. This got Harry's attention. "What?" he asked turning his head to look at Draco. The blonde propped himself up on his elbows. "Nothing." he spat back at the black haired boy. Harry sighed and muttered something under his breath as draco laid back down on the floor. Draco brushed it off, but, did the same. This ended up going on for a while, small things under the breath, uncomfortable shifting, a small not so accidental kick here and there. It was all just petty little things. Soon it died down and the two were back to laying in silence. Draco tapped his fingers on his chest, as he did so an idea popped into his head. "Hey, Potter." draco said to get the boys attention. "Yes?" Harry hissed expecting a cold snarky remark Draco was going to make or maybe a surprise cup of water to the face. Something mean for sure. "Truth or Dare?" Harry's thoughts were interrupted when hearing the blonde boy speak. He felt his heart sink to the back of his rib cage.

Oh No.

Oh No.

Harry sat stunned at this question, the game of Truth or Dare in the wizarding world is magically bound, so whatever the other person playing the game truth's or dare's you to do or say, you have to do or say it.

Harry, now stuck in this with no way out until Draco calls quits, he picks his fate. "Truth." he says quietly. Draco pauses for a moment and thinks. He smiles once the question pops into his head. "Is it true, that you're a suck up to Dumbledore?" Draco askes. Harry sits for a moment. "No actually, Truth or Dare Malfo-" Dare, I'm not a wuss, unlike you." Harry sat silent for a moment after he was cut off by Draco. 

He thought for a moment, then chuckled. Oh this was going to be fun. "I dare you to drink a Lust potion for shits and giggles." Draco sat up. "You want me to WHAT?" He asked in a bit of a louder tone of voice than he meant. Harry laughed to himself. "You heard me." he said lowly. Draco blushed a bit, he stammered for a second. Then regained his cool and cocky attitude. "Funny enough Potter I was on my way back from potions to my dormitory while the weird house thing was happening, and I just so happened to accidentally brew up lust IN potions class. Of course I have no use for drinking it but, looks like I do now." Draco stated pulling out a vile of clear reddish liquid and holding up to the moonlight.  

Harry furrowed his brow, Draco wasn't going to drink it. There was no way, well there was, the game takes control of a person's actions or what they are going to say. Draco gave Harry a snide and cunning look as he uncorked the vile and drank the potion within a second. Draco sat for a moment in silence, then laid back feeling nothing. Harry looked over at Draco, the blonde seemed fine, nothing weird yet. "Alright potter I did your dare, now... Truth or Dare?" Draco asked putting his arms behind his head and closing his eyes. Harry thought carefully.

"Truth." Harry said softly after a while. Draco let out a sigh. "Why did you dare me to drink a Lust potion?" Draco asked turning his gaze towards the other wizard. Harry shrugged. "I honestly don't know. I thought it might be something to laugh at in the future." He stated with a chuckle. Draco rolled his eyes, he shifted his legs and gasped as a chill went up his spine and goose bumps formed on his arms and legs. A pit grew in the Slytherins stomach as his face began to heat up, and his sweatpants becoming a bit tight.