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Draco's Belonging

The next morning he realised how stupid he had been. Letting Potter see him fucking himself. Salazar, what was wrong with him? Why in Merlin's saggy tits would he allow Potter to see him in his most vulnerable moment?

He had made up his mind, he was definitely not going to the Room of Requirement that night to do anything more than bringing back his... item. The thing Potter had taken from him last night.

He didn't even eat breakfast, afraid he might find Potter in the Great Hall and just die of embarrassment right there. But he knew he couldn't avoid Potter forever, they had lessons together and sooner or later he would have to go to eat and face what he had done.

What would his father think of him if he knew he had let Potter see him in his most vulnerable moment? Thinking about it, his father didn't even know he owed a... his belonging.

He had obviously not realized Potter had entered Slytherin's common room, or else he would have hexed him like on the train. When he found out Potter was in the room, unfortunately, it was too late, he was already fucking himself and on the edge and he had definitely heard Potter rubbing his bulge, the idiot was so imprudent and indiscreet.

So he thought giving him a show might not be bad, but oh lord. He was dying of embarrassment every time he remembered last night.

But even feeling so small there he was, standing in front of the wall that sometimes opened when you were in need of something, waiting for the stupid git to show up, but just as he saw Harry Potter turning the corner he wanted to run. He wanted to Disapparate, to be gone, let the earth swallow him. Merlin, he was so embarrassed he thought he might start crying right there.

He composed his posture, straightening and he cleared his throat. Trying to hide his embarrassment and to sound secure he said, "Well Potter, you finally showed up. I was just about to leave. Now if you care to give me my..."

"You've been ignoring me," said Potter, approaching him. Too close.

All his feigned security drained his body and he felt a heat covering his cheeks. He had blushed. Fuck.

"I haven't." What a stupid lie, of course he had.

"Let me see... you didn't show up to breakfast, I saw Pansy Parkinson leaving the Great Hall at lunch with a plate of food in her hands and Zabini with one a couple of hours ago. You didn't even look at me in Potions and when I tried to talk to you at the end of the lesson you left the classroom so fast Goyle had to take your things because you forgot them," he listed as he approached even closer to Draco, imprisoning him against the wall.

"You have been watching me. Good to know I've got fans," he said, his voice taking a cocky tone. "I left Potions quickly because I had to use the restroom, Potter."

"Sure, and it's definitely not the fact that I watched you fuck yourself with this yesterday," he said, pulling out from his robes a crystal dildo. "Oh, what a show you pulled," he said chuckling.

"Stop it!" Draco hissed, grabbing Potter's hand that was grabbing the dildo, trying to lower it. "You can't just pull out a dildo in the middle of a hall!"

Potter turned to look at each side. "I see no one more than us in here," he said teasingly.

"Give it back!" Draco hissed again, trying to snatch the sex toy from the brunette's hands, but he pulled it away from him.

"No, I don't think so. I told you you might need something bigger," he whispered in his ear making Draco shiver.

"Potter, I just came here to retrieve my... belonging. Now if you would please-"