The Firewhisky In The Punch
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
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20
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6,602
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15
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I Know I Came
A/N: This one is from an icon: http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x96/kikime94/Icons/ADD.gif which begged for a fiction. Enjoy!
Quote: I know I came into this room for a reason...
Story: I know I came
"All right there, mate?" Ron called over to Harry who seemed to be struggling with getting his socks on.
Harry looked up, smiling and nodding his head. "Yeah. Just...too much practice lately. My arse is killing me."
Ron nodded in sympathy. "Ginny certainly knows how to run practice."
Harry laughed and finally got his socks on. Luckily, he had slipped his shoes off last night and he didn't have to worry about tying them this morning. He had just grabbed his bag and robe when the door opened. Thinking it was only one of the other boys having forgotten something, probably Neville, neither Ron or Harry thought twice about keeping on to the door.
"Now, I know I came into this room for a reason," Draco Malfoy's voice drawled, sounding very confused.
Ron stopped dead in his tracks, obviously too shocked that Malfoy had managed to get in never mind that he was looking for something to say anything. Harry took a deep worrying breath, wondering what in the hell Draco was thinking. This...they had promised to keep things quiet until they graduated.
Draco zeroed in on Harry's bed and then let out a triumphant yell. He walked over and picked up the Slytherin tie that had been hastily stuffed under Harry's pillow after the night before. "I knew it!"
Ron squeaked out, "What the hell?"
Harry groaned and covered his face with his hands. Draco waltzed over and slung an arm around Harry's shoulders. "I left early this morning to get some rest in my dorm and when I got dressed, I realized that I'd left my favorite tie in here when I left."
Ron turned to Harry, eyes wide as saucers. "And why would he have been in here last night anyway?"
Harry shot a death glare at his secret boyfriend, daring Draco to finish what he started. Draco smirked. "Well, I have to get my daily fucking quota from my boyfriend and last night it was Gryffindor night."
Thud.
Harry sighed and shook his head. "Did you have to do that?"
Draco turned Harry to face his. "Of course, dear. There are several of the female population taking bets on which one of them will be able to get into your pants. Not only are you gay, you are dating some one. I couldn't just stand by and let them have a go at you." He leaned close. "Malfoys don't share, Harry. Okay?"
Harry just shook his head.
Quote: I know I came into this room for a reason...
Story: I know I came
"All right there, mate?" Ron called over to Harry who seemed to be struggling with getting his socks on.
Harry looked up, smiling and nodding his head. "Yeah. Just...too much practice lately. My arse is killing me."
Ron nodded in sympathy. "Ginny certainly knows how to run practice."
Harry laughed and finally got his socks on. Luckily, he had slipped his shoes off last night and he didn't have to worry about tying them this morning. He had just grabbed his bag and robe when the door opened. Thinking it was only one of the other boys having forgotten something, probably Neville, neither Ron or Harry thought twice about keeping on to the door.
"Now, I know I came into this room for a reason," Draco Malfoy's voice drawled, sounding very confused.
Ron stopped dead in his tracks, obviously too shocked that Malfoy had managed to get in never mind that he was looking for something to say anything. Harry took a deep worrying breath, wondering what in the hell Draco was thinking. This...they had promised to keep things quiet until they graduated.
Draco zeroed in on Harry's bed and then let out a triumphant yell. He walked over and picked up the Slytherin tie that had been hastily stuffed under Harry's pillow after the night before. "I knew it!"
Ron squeaked out, "What the hell?"
Harry groaned and covered his face with his hands. Draco waltzed over and slung an arm around Harry's shoulders. "I left early this morning to get some rest in my dorm and when I got dressed, I realized that I'd left my favorite tie in here when I left."
Ron turned to Harry, eyes wide as saucers. "And why would he have been in here last night anyway?"
Harry shot a death glare at his secret boyfriend, daring Draco to finish what he started. Draco smirked. "Well, I have to get my daily fucking quota from my boyfriend and last night it was Gryffindor night."
Thud.
Harry sighed and shook his head. "Did you have to do that?"
Draco turned Harry to face his. "Of course, dear. There are several of the female population taking bets on which one of them will be able to get into your pants. Not only are you gay, you are dating some one. I couldn't just stand by and let them have a go at you." He leaned close. "Malfoys don't share, Harry. Okay?"
Harry just shook his head.