Two Houses (HarryxDraco)

Chapter 20

After their explosive rehearsal in the Slytherin boys' dormitory, Harry and Draco quickly fell into a routine. Once lessons had finished for the day, they would have their dinner—usually with Draco sitting at the Gryffindor table, much to Ron's ire—before excusing themselves for their evening 'rehearsals', which usually involved heavy petting and sometimes actually practising their lines. They practised wherever they could without interruption; their respective dormitories, abandoned classrooms, and the odd broom cupboard came in handy for their liaisons. They even fulfilled one of Harry's fantasies by christening the Quidditch locker rooms before McGonagall and the other members of staff focused their efforts on making round the clock repairs to the ruined stadium, making it impossible for them to hook up there again.

Of course, sneaking around the school snogging his secret beau wasn't without its risks. There had been a couple of close calls when Harry and Draco had almost been caught in the act; one evening, after sneaking away from their study group, they had found a dark, seldom-visited corner of the library for themselves, thinking surely nobody was likely to stumble upon them in the Muggle poetry section. Typically, they had been interrupted mid-kiss when they heard approaching footsteps and barely threw the Invisibility Cloak over their heads in time when Madam Pince came into view, replacing books on the dusty shelves before moving on a few moments later.

Harry was loath to admit that the risk of getting caught wrapped up in Draco Malfoy's arms by an unsuspecting passerby did give him quite a thrill. The school year had been, for the first time since he had become a student at the renowned institution, extremely dull and uneventful. Not that he missed being in constant peril, but without even Quidditch to distract him from the monotony of lessons and homework, he had to find other ways of keeping the blood pumping and Draco was certainly more than capable of doing that.

After another successful 'rehearsal', Harry collapsed back onto his bed with a satisfied sigh, savouring the post-orgasmic afterglow as he slowly got his breath back. Draco lay sprawled by his side, eyes closed and panting and Harry thought he'd never seen anything more gorgeous and more fuckable in his life. He leaned over and nuzzled the crook of Draco's neck, peppering his soft skin with featherlight kisses. Draco hummed in satisfaction and teased Harry's hair between his fingers, his expression one of contentment.

"We really should practice some of our lines," he murmured eventually and Harry groaned in protest.

"In a minute," he said sleepily, his hand playing with the buttons of Draco's shirt. "I think I might be ready for round two."

Draco humphed out a laugh and pushed Harry's hand away. "You really do have the libido of a jackrabbit, don't you?"

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Harry pouted. "It's your fault, really. Every time you do that little twisty movement with your wrist, I just about lose my damn mind."

Draco quirked an amused eyebrow at him. "Really? I'll keep that in mind for the future."

He pressed a quick kiss to the crown of Harry's head before wriggling free from his grasp and scooped his discarded trousers from the floor. Harry watched Draco get re-dressed, knowing that he should probably do the same but making no effort to move. Draco spent an inordinate amount of time fixing his belt buckle, his expression suddenly serious as he avoided Harry's watchful eye.

"Tell me something," he began. "What happened between you and Ginny?"

Harry was surprised at the directness of the question. They hadn't talked much about the particulars of their own relationship, let alone previous ones. He could tell Draco was trying to sound as casual as possible but he couldn't disguise the tense note in his voice. Clearly, it was something that had been on Draco's mind a lot if he was bringing it up now. Harry sat upright and pulled his quilt cover over his lap as it felt a tad indecent to talk to Draco about his ex-girlfriend with his wilting erection on full display.