Tangled in the sheets

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»Baby, you're my cuddle bug.
You know that you're my queen.
And baby I'mma snuggle you, girl,
'til we get tangled in the sheets.
Girl, you know that you're my cutie pie,
my Gemini, choo choo, girl, the snuggle train
just arrived.
I'mma hold you girl,
'til my arm falls asleep.«

Tuesday's always felt like they would never end.
After Quidditch practice was over, the lunch break was finally giving the young Gryffindor a chance to rest.
Harry hadn't seen Draco that often today, which wasn't anything unusual.

An annoyed sigh left Draco's lungs.
If he only hadn't thrown that little flask at Crabbe.
Well, he just couldn't let him talk trash about Potter.
"Pfft, everyone thinks he's so smart. Wonderful Potter with his scar and his broomstick", Draco muttered, his thoughts were drifting off to Harry.
He couldn't stop thinking about the boy.
"Man, these daydreams are going to hunt me down one day", Draco said before his train of thoughts was interrupted by a bell, that was ringing. Lunch break time.
The young Slytherin made his way down to the great hall.
On his way to the Slytherin table, Pansy Parkinson walked past him.

"Malfoy", she hissed, "what was that all about?"
Draco scoffed. "What, Parkinson?", he asked annoyed.
"You threw a flask at Crabbe because he was talking trash about Potter! Since when do you care what anyone says about your archenemy?", Pansy asked angrily, really empathizing the word 'archenemy'.
"I don't, I was just- I was just ferocious again, that's all!", Draco barked, tired of having to explain himself to Pansy.
"Don't think that I don't see what you're up to, Malfoy. I'll keep an eye on you", Pansy then said before she began eating her lunch.
With another scoff Draco slowly began eating his lunch as well, he was so done with everything and everybody.
His mood got a bit better when he realized that he was meeting up with Harry today.
After he was done with eating, he walked passed the Gryffindor table. His' and Harry's gaze met for a second before Draco left Harry's field of vision.

Today was the first time since second year that Harry didn't finish his meal.
He usually always tried his best to eat up, even if he didn't like the meal.
But today his excitement kind of made it impossible for him to eat up.
His heart was beating against his ribcage as he was making his way to Draco's dorm. Luckily no one held him back on his way, thanks to the invisibility cloak. Before he knocked, he put the cloak into his bag.
Harry's fist gently knocked against the heavy wooden door, which opened a few seconds later.
"Harry!", Draco chirped happily, he always got so happy whenever he saw Harry's handsome face.
"Draco!", Harry said, just as enthusiastic as Draco did.

The heavy wooden door closed behind Harry.
Blue eyes were preying over the Gryffindor's body, head clouding up with not so safe for work thoughts.
Harry sat down on Draco's bed, careful to not mess up the sheets. It would happen sooner or later, but Harry was careful about it regardless.
Soft palms patted his thighs. "C'mon Draco, sit down", Harry whispered and the blond-haired Slytherin couldn't believe his ears. Harry James Potter had just invited him to sit on his lap.
Without hesitation, the blond teenage boy sat down on Harry's lap.
"You have no idea how much I love you", Harry whispered before he lifted his head up and kissed Draco.
"I love you, too. C'mon, let's get tangled in the sheets", Draco replied before Harry kissed him again.

Carefully, Draco pinned Harry down on his bed. A soft groan escaped Harry's lips, which caused Draco to smirk.
A moment of silence filled the room but as soon as Draco began moving his hips against Harry's crotch, the room was filling up with soft moans. "Nhrr", Harry moaned, a flood of exciting feelings rolled over him.
Suddenly, Harry moved beneath the blond-haired boy, turning them around with a quick move.
Now Harry was on top of Draco. He bent down and whispered,"I knew that you were a bottom from the start" into Draco's left ear, causing the older boy to grin.

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