After the game, Harry stood up.
"I need to show you something."
Full of curiosity, Draco followed him. He followed Harry into the school, up three sets of staircases and down a long hallway.
Harry then walked right into the girl's bathroom. Draco, confused, said, "Harry, that's the girl's bathroom."
"Are you going to come or not," Harry snapped impatiently.
Draco tolled his eyes and followed.
It was a gloomy looking bathroom, with almost no lighting and cobwebs and algae everywhere. A spectacled ghost girl peeked her head over the stall and watched them through her long bangs
"Hello, Myrtle." Harry saluted.
"You promised you would come visit me!" Myrtle beamed.
"And I didn't lie," Harry beamed back. "This is my boyfriend," he introduced Draco.
Myrtle scowled jealously and popped back into the stall.
Draco blushed. "B-boyfriend?" he mumbled.
Harry grinned. "Unless you object."
Then he turned and faced the sink. One of the sink handles was embedded with a snake. Harry hissed a strange sound, the same sound he had hissed at a snake at the Duel last year. Parselmouth.
The knob turned, and an opening in the wall appeared, like a dark hole, sloping downwards like a slide.
"Do we have to go down there?" Draco wondered.
"Yes we do," Harry smirked. "Scared, Malfoy?"
Draco smirked back. "You wish."
Then Draco jumped right into the dark hole. It swerved and turned and he was descending for about two minutes.
Then at last he popped out of the opening, landing with a thud into a large church-looking stone room. Harry followed not to long after.
"What is this place?" Draco wondered.
"The Chamber of Secrets. No one except me knows how to get down here. That means we can be as loud and aggressive as we want and no one can find us," Harry purred, drawing nearer.
Draco needed no farther explanation. He threw himself against Harry so hard, Harry slammed against the wall with an "oof."
Draco sucked Harry's neck, meanwhile unbolting his shirt.
Harry drove his finger through Draco's hair, messing up the gelled-back strands. Then he put his nose in the hair and took a big whiff.
"I've always wanted to smell that hair," he murmured.
Draco took off the zipper of his and Harry's pants and let them drop to the ground, pooled around their ankles.
Then Draco whispered seductive words in Harry's ear as he pulled down their undergarments- and let Harry enter him.
Harry peeled off his shirt, and Draco his, and now fully naked, they clashed against each other.
When Harry came, his eyes rolled back and he spasmed, drool dripping. He paused and let himself spill his contents into Draco.
