Drarry. Must I say more?

SMUT GLORIOUS SMUT! OH DON'T DENY IT WHO DOESN'T LOVE READING ABOUT MEN EATING THEIR MEAT! SMUT GLORIOUS SMUT! WONDERFUL SMUT! WISH THERE WAS MOOOOREE SMUUUUT!

One gloomy night after quidditch, Harry Potter walked into an old bathroom to find Draco Malfoy crying in front of a mirror. Harry doesn't know what to feel, they've been enemies for forever. He needs to help, but he can't let his real feelings show. What does he decide? He decides to take the Gryffindor way out.

Just a regular old Smutty storey. Some Draco and Harry sex. You know, casual stuff like that. It's normal right?