Harry Potter One-Shots

The Room of Requirement (Drarry)

A/N I don't know what else to call it because I really didn't like the other name so comment if you have any ideas for a different name.

Draco's P.O.V.
I was walking along a corridor on the seventh floor. No one was up here except for me, just like any other time other time I'm up here. Right as I was getting to the RoR, I heard something move behind one of the pillars not too far behind me.
I turned around and saw a bit of jet-black hair. The same jet-black hair I've been in love with since I first saw it in the cloak shop when I was eleven. Although I didn't know it back then, I fell in love with the Savior of the Wizarding World. The same Savior that almost the entire Wizarding World was in love with.
"Come on out, I know your there." He didn't move. I walked all the way to the pillar where he was. Even though I was on the opposite side of the pillar and couldn't see him, I knew he was still there.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way." Again, he didn't move. The hard way it is then, I decided, smirking. I whipped around the pillar just as he was trying to make a run for it. I quickly grabbed his wrist, and pushed him against the wall, one hand holding his above his head. I leaned right into his face, about to ask why he was following me, when he said
"Get out of my face, it looks like your about to kiss me." It did look like that, and I did want to kiss him. I shifted nervously and his face scrunched up.
"Why were you following me?" His face scrunched up more and it kind of looked like he was in pain. He was silent.
"What's the matter, Potter, cat got your tongue?" I was getting frustrated and I shifted just a little bit. As soon as I did it looked like he was choking.
"Answer me Potter!" I growled. Harry moaned and suddenly my trousers felt a bit tight.
"W-what's wrong, Potter?" Damnit! He moaned again and my trousers were more than a bit tight. I saw his eyes drift down to our legs and suddenly I felt my knee pressed against something hard. I moved my knee off and he sighed.
"Potter?" I asked.
"Yes, Draco."
"Are you dating the she-weasle?" I asked.
"No, I'm gay and I like-" he gasped and covered his mouth with his hands.
"Who do you like?" I asked, "Who's my competition?" Oops, I let it slip.
"Your competition?" Harry asked, confused.
Feircley, I said, "Just tell me who you like!"
"Why don't I show you?" When he asked it kind of sounded flirty.
I was confused. "W-what?"
He leaned right in my face, I could feel his warm breath on my lips.
"This," he whispered. Then he did something I would never have expected anyone to do to me. Ever. He closed the distance between our faces. I immediately kissed back and he picked me up. Next thing I know we're on the RoR. I forgot why I was even going there anyway.

Harry's P.O.V.
I picked Draco up and, without breaking the kiss, and carried him into the RoR. There was a couch and a fireplace. I gently placed him on the couch and lowered myself on top of him. He ripped my tie off and began attacking my neck and collarbone.

~~ Drarry_Shipz out ~~