Smut warning
Italics is the persons thoughts
Harrys POV
Harry potter walked quickly down the halls, he was eager to find a quiet area where he could get away from his double potions class with proffesor snape. As harry continued speed walking, down the not as deserted as he thought hall, he heard a shuffle of feet ahead of him. Harry being the curious griffendor he was, decided to investigate. He stepped around a corner to see a tall blond boy leaning against a wall, it was Draco malfoy, but his usual sneer was no where to be scene. Instead the boy was looking obsorbed into his own mind, his eyes glazed over, jaw slack and hair softly hanging over his eyes in a handsome not messy way
'He looks way to good, WAIT I DID NOT JUST THINK THAT ABOUT MALFOY!'
Harry was openly bi sexual but in his confusion about being attracted to the boy who was supposed to be his enemy, he had haltered to a stop in front of the blond.
Draco's POV
Draco's thinking was interrupted by a small raven haired boy, who had come to a sudden stop in front of him. Draco's face contorted into surprise and joy at the attention from his 5 year crush, but the emotions were quickly replaced by his usual malfoy mask. Harry bit his lip, a confused look was directed at draco, the usual hate was gone from Harrys eyes. The moment harry bit his lip, draco let out a moan.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT MALFOY?"
draco was confused about what harry was referring to.
"YOU JUST FUCKING MOANED!"
draco was in shock, had he actually moaned. Draco searched Harrys eyes, there was no anger there, but they were blown wide, as if Harry was turned on by the moan draco made.
"Ummmmm," draco had no idea what to say
'SHIT, well he probably knows I want him now so let's completely embarrass myself'
Draco stepped forward to Harry, harry didn't move away so Draco took another step forward, now chest to chest. Harry took in a sharp breath as Draco suddenly grabbed Harrys wrist and dragged him into the boys bathroom.
Harrys POV
Harry stumbled after Draco, as he was dragged through the bathroom door. Usually he would have been frightened by draco, but today his stomach fluttered in a nice way from the contact of Draco's hand against his bare wrist. As he was taken inside the bathrooms communal area, harry was suddenly pushed back against the wall, both his hands now restrained by Draco's slender fingers, above his head on the cool polished stone wall. Draco's other hand resided on Harry's waist, face mere inches from Harrys. Harry looked deep into Draco's mercury eyes, his pupils were big and black, leaving little colour left. Harry couldn't explain the want to connect his lips with Draco's, but he didn't have the urge to resist it. As Draco's lips inched closer harry dared not speak, afraid at any moment that one of them would come to there sences.
Draco's POV
He didn't understand where his courage had come from, or why harry was letting him pin him against the wall without complaining. But as Draco leaned forward and pressed his lips to Harry's, nothing could feel more right, and less confusing.
No ones POV
Draco and Harry's lips worked together perfectly, Harrys chapped but soft lips sliding against Draco's soft but firm lips. Hands now roamed across each others body's freely, lust taking over all other emotions. Harry shuddered when draco grabbed his hips and thrusted there clothed erections together, they both moaned loudly, both keen for more. Draco's long fingers quickly took off Harrys robes and undid and discarded Harrys shirt. Harry did the same to Draco. Harry stared at Draco's pale, toned chest, it was lean and sculpted. Draco also feasted his eyes over Harrys exposed chest, he couldn't wait to see more. They quickly returned to kissing, though this time it was more heated, tongues slip through lips and graze against the others inner mouth. Draco's lips left Harrys and roamed across Harrys jaw and down his neck, leaving hickeys that would show the next day. Harry leaned his head back on the wall, exposing more skin for Draco to touch. Harry inhaled Draco's smell, Harry expected to be hit with the strong smell of some expensive cologne, but instead breathed in a soft smell, and citrus, and something that just purely smelt like Draco that he couldn't put his finger on, but that certain smell was familiar, and it turned harry on, all Harrys blood directed south. Draco pushed his covered hard on against Harrys again, drawing another loud moan from both there mouths. Draco placed his hands on Harry's hips, and pressed them back into the wall, he removed his lips from Harrys neck and started trailing kisses down his chest and stomach, before stopping just above Harrys waist line. Draco looked up and locked eyes with Harry, Harry nodded in permission
"p-please," harry whispered, mostly in coherent from the pleasure of kissing draco. Dracos nimble fingers tugged down Harrys trousers, Harry stepped out of them and kicked them across the room, Draco then removed his own. Harry shuddered, looking down at Draco who was on his knees in front of Harry's member. Draco looked up at harry again, he was met with a few nods from Harry, giving him permission. Draco didn't ask again, he removed the grey boxers that were hiding Harrys dick.
"t-take yours off," harry said, and draco complied.
Harry and draco were now completely naked and were staring at each other with hungery eyes. Draco lipped his lips and without warning attacked Harrys member with kisses.
"DRACO!" harry yelled, shocked by the sudden pleasure. Harry was given his first blow job by draco malfoy of all people. Dracos skilled tongue made harry cum in an embarrassingly short amount of time, Harry whimpered when dracos silky mouth left his member and placed a kiss the the sensitive skin. Draco stood up and looked harry dead in his lust filled eyes.
"can I return the favor?" harry asked, almost as if excited to be able to suck dracos cock.
"next time. " draco said, smirk back on his face. Harry stared after Draco, shocked that Draco had said there would be a next time.
Harrys POV
'WAIT next time?' draco said next time! Wait when did I start calling him Draco?
Harry turned around towards the mirror, in the reflection he saw none other than Moaning Myrtle looking all kinds of smug.
"guess I'm not the only moaner then."
Myrtle giggled before floating out of the room.
