Wizarding World OneShots (Eng)

Drarry (Smut)

PoV. Harry:
I walked across the school yard, to the quidditch changing rooms. I was already late, so I hurried up. Malfoy wanted me to meet him, when my training was over. I don't know why...... I was a bit nervous, to be honest. I never told anyone, but I had a huge crush on Malfoy, although I still acted like I was his biggest rival.
Ron wanted to come with me, but I didn't allow him. And Hermione just got on my nerves with her 'You're-breaking-the-rules' shit.

Of course I was breaking the rules, but did I ever give two fucks?
I could see Malfoy and the changing rooms by now. For Merlin's sake, he looked good. Like always. Sweaty and with messy hair but nothing in the world could ever destroy his good looking self. I walked over to him and he followed me with a deprecated look on his face. When I arrived, he just looked at me from head to toes. Of course he wouldn't say anything if I wasn't the one to talk first. As if it would harm him....what an idiot. "What is it? Why did you need me here, Malfoy?", I said, and had problems not to wish to be able to kiss him. Without a word he opened a stall and dragged me inside with him. The inside was lit up with a small light, which barely reached the corners of the room. I struggled to not blush as Malfoy gripped my to drag me inside. He closed the door without letting me go. I thought that was strange. I said as much. With my free hand, I firmly placed my glasses back on my nose. "Malfoy, let me go!" But instead of doing as told, he grabbed my other wrist and pinned me against the wall.  He held both my wrists with one hand and took my glasses of with his free hand. Now I couldn't hide the heat rushing into my face anymore. As Malfoy got closer I lifted a leg to kick him away, but he easily dodged it and grinned in a narcissistic manner. "Let me go, Malfoy!", I repeated. Of course he didn't. Instead he pressed his lips on mine. I was too surprised to do anything, so I just let it happen. And I didn't even dislike it. After a while I even kissed back. After another few minutes I felt his tongue press against my lips. Without hesitation I let him in. 

When I felt his hand slide under my shirt, my brain started working again and I stiffened. Malfoy broke the kiss and looked at me with lustful eyes. "Relax, Potter." And then he kissed my neck. I gasped when Malfoy started using his teeth. I cursed myself for my growing erection. And when Malfoy finally found my sensitive spot I moaned unwantedly.  I could clearly feel Draco's shit eating grin against my neck. Then he kissed me on the mouth again and bit into my bottom lip. Adding to that he let his hand run across my erection. That's when I felt a wave of Lust overcome me and all common sense I had left was suddenly gone. I pressed my body against Draco's, who finally let go of my wrists so I could wrap my arms around his neck. He, on the other hand, began to undress me. I just closed my eyes and let him do. He took off my shirt, which is why we had to brake away from each other. He lowered himself a bit and licked over my nipples. Breathing heavily I watched him. I moaned when he softly bit into it while he opened my pants with his hands. Painfully slow he stroked over my bulge. "Ahh...D-Draco", I moaned. I didn't care at all, that I just called him by his first name. After he deemed he tortured me enough, he took my dick out completely, wrapped his hand around it and began pumping up and down. I moaned loudly and Draco got faster. My legs were weak, I could barely stand. But just as I was about to cum, he stopped. Confused I looked up at him. Draco took a few steps back to admire his work - how I stood there, weak, desperate and close to my orgasm. 

"That's your punishment for being too late~", he exclaimed, ran his hand through his hair and fixed his silver green tie. "We should do that again", he said, winking at me, and with that he left the stal we were currently in, stepped outside and left off to the castle. In disbelief I stood there, starring after him. 

In the Gryffindor common room

When I crawled through the hole behind the portrait of the Fat Lady, Hermione and Ron sat on the sofa. Judging by the looks on their faces I still looked messed up - I mean, even messier than usually. "Bloody hell! Uhm, Harry? Are you okay, man?", Ron asked. "Draco is an arsehole", I exclaimed and ran off to the dorms, leaving a confused Ron and Hermione behind. 

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Yeah, that's it. I know, it's pretty short, but I hope you enjoyed it anyways! I'm always open for new suggestions and criticism. Thanks! :) 

Bye, folks! 

~WitherGhost