Harry Potter was inside the males bathroom, standing by the sinks as he heard the door swing open. Paying no attention to whoever just entered, Harry turned on the tap to wash his hands. Over the sound of trickling water he could hear footsteps approach him. As the unidentified person got closer to him his body began to tense up.
'Harry Potter' spat the stranger.
The moment Harry heard the man's voice he knew exactly who it was. He quickly turned around to look at him.
They both met each other's gaze in an awkward silence.
'DRACO?' Harry gulped
Draco could see the fear in Harry's face and saw it as an invitation to come closer. Every step forward that Draco took towards Harry, Harry would take a step backwards towards the sink. Harry was out of steps and had his lower back pressed against the sink but that didn't stop Draco from closing any last bit of space they had between them. Harry gripped the edge of the sink and leaned back as far as he could.
'How does this make you feel?' Draco asked through gritted teeth.
'I..I..don't know' Harry struggled to get his words out.
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Draco smirked and pressed his body closer against Harry's until they could both feel their chests and cocks touching through their clothes.
'You're not very scary - you can't even say anything without stuttering. You're so pathetic Potter'
Both of their breathing began to get louder and more erratic. They could feel each other's dicks grow harder against each other as they maintained eye contact whilst rubbing up against each other Draco was the first to break it. His eyes rolled towards the back of his head as a faint moan escaped his lips.
In embarrassment Draco pushed himself up off Harry and started to fix his clothing.
After hearing Draco's soft moan, Harry felt a rush of a feeling he had never experienced before. Harry no longer felt nervous around Draco, it was the complete opposite. Harry wanted to dominate Draco and he was determined to make him moan for him again.
'Where do you think you're going?' Questioned Harry in a stern voice
