Dweia in Shards (dweiashards) wrote in hpdrabbles,
Dweia in Shards

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Pairing: Harry/Draco
No. of words: approx. 250

“Harry, keep it down!” Draco hissed, and clasped his hand firmly over the other boy’s jaw. Harry, who had been giggling uncontrollably, still shook with internalised laughter.
Draco tensed as the footsteps neared. His hand, still over Harry’s mouth, shook slightly. He did not know what his other hand was doing He could not see it where it was tucked into Harry’s pants, but he suspected that it shook as well, judging from the tiny whimpers now murmuring against Draco’s palm. “Harry!” Draco whispered desperately as the footsteps came even closer. But Harry had his eyes closed and was not paying the slightest bit of attention. The whimpers continued, now accompanied with a slight thrust of his hips into Draco’s hand. Moments before the footsteps passed, Draco, not being able to come up with any other idea to shut the Gryffindor up, pushed Harry roughly to the ground and covered his mouth with his own in a fierce kiss. Harry became still, and Draco could tell that he was holding his breath. Draco had always loved the way a kiss could mollify him. He kept his mouth over Harry’s, and his body over the other boy’s, and they both kept quite still. Draco waited until he could not hear the footsteps anymore before he drew away and let out an explosive breath. “Don’t you ever do that to me again!” Harry propped himself up on his elbows and eyed Draco serenely. “Well, if that’s what it takes to get you to kiss me…” His voice trailed off and Draco could see his eyes grow darker. Draco sighed and rolled his eyes, a tiny smile playing over his lips. “Prat.” He murmured, before launching himself at Harry once more.
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