Drarry stories

So imagine that one day Harry and Draco are arguing in an abandoned corridor (like they always do) and Draco has Harry shoved up against the wall and they're breathing heavily and Harry just says offhand, "What are you gonna do, Malfoy? Kiss me?" And to both their surprise, Malfoy lunges forward and does just that. It's rough. It's desperate. But after a moment they stop. And they're just standing there glaring at each other. Like their both so pissed that they did that. Harry shoves Malfoy off of him and says, "Always knew you were a poof" and Malfoy snarls back, "Like you weren't begging for it, Potter." They walk in opposite directions and don't talk about it again. A few days later Malfoy is reading a Potions textbook in the eighth year common room and Harry flops down on the sofa beside him and proceeds to lay his messy, unwashed, fresh-from-Quidditch-practice hair on Malfoy's lap. Everyone around them stops what they're doing to see what will happen. But neither Draco nor Harry make any comment and act like it's the most normal thing in the world. Harry closes his eyes and acts like he's gonna fall asleep. And Draco keeps reading his book. After about five minutes Draco finally snaps, "When was the last time you washed your hair, Potter? I'll have to throw these trousers out after this." And Harry, without opening his eyes, yawns and says, "Anything to get you out of them, Malfoy."
"Look who's a poof now."
"Says the one with a hard on from just my head in his lap."
"Git."
"Prat."
"Fuck off, Potter." Then Harry yawns again and Draco turns back to his book. And then Harry legit falls asleep still with his head in Draco's lap.