A truce

"What's wrong Draco?"
Blaise Zabini was sitting in a green armchair next to a teary-eyed Draco Malfoy. Draco hugged his knees and shrugged, not answering Blaise's question.

"Potter again?" Blaise guessed and the hatefull look he got from Draco confirmed his believes.
"Why do you always challenge him if you don't want him to make you cry?"
Draco shrugged again.

He didn't know why he always picked a fight when he saw Potter. He just couldn't help himself if they met. But the problem was not the fight, it was the fact that Potter always seemed to find Draco's weak spot and Draco always had to return to his common room to cry.

And then Blaise would find him.
"You know Draco, you have the perfect oppurtunity to get your revenge and you don't even think about using it. That's just stupid?"
"Blaise, what are you talking about?" Draco asked stretching his legs.
The brunette looked at him.
"You are Head Boy, you could give him detention for wandering out at night. Hell, you never even took points when you were a prefect."
Draco's eyes grew wide. "Merlin, why didn't I think off that?"

'_' '_' '_' '_'

That night Draco catched a Ravenclaw and two Slytherins back to their respective dorms. Of course he took away house points from Ravenclaw, but non from Slytherin.

After sending away the Slytherins he heard a snarling voice.
"Not quite fair, is it Malfoy?"
Draco turned around to see a smirking black-haired boy standing relaxed in a doorway of an old empty classroom.

"Potter, I could have known I would catch you sneaking around after curfew."
Potter raised an eyebrow and Draco couldn't help himself thinking how gorgious his smile was.

"Ah, but you didn't quite catch me, now did you? I revealed myself to you because I wanted to."
Draco let his eyes wander down Potters body.
- They should forbid such tight jeans. Altough it looks quite gorgious on Potter's ... Stop, stop right there. We're not thinking about Potter and gorgious in the same sentence. -

"Tell me please, why did you want to?" Draco said sarcastic.
Potter hesitated for a moment and it seemed he was gathering all off his Gryffindor courage.

"I... I want to call a truce between us." he said, shifting his feet nervously.

Draco was stunned and after a few moments he could sputter out one word. "Why?"

"Because it's childish, our fights and my grades would be better if I didn't need to watch out for you during classes. And because I have enough with one enemy to fight. And..." Potter hesitated again and looked down, so his hair fell over his face. - How cute. - Draco tought and then mentally punched himself for thinking this.

"And because ... I keep wondering how it would have been if I did accept your hand back in first year." he said.

Draco was stunned again. He didn't know what to do or to say but after a few seconds he sticked his hand out like he had done all those years ago.
But this time Potters eyes lighted up with the gesture and he shook Draco's hand eagerly.

'_' '_' '_' '_'

The next morning they both stunned the entire population of the school when they just greeted each other without the usual insults.

Everybody tought this would be just once and they would start fighting again after breakfast.

But when they continued to be only polite and civilized against each other, rumours started flying around.
It was said they were best friends now, or they were just planning some huge prank and after that they would fight again. It was also said they were secret lovers. And there were even started bets about how long it would last until they would start fighting again.

Their friends were constantly asking what was going on, but they just shrugged and said they were tired of fighting the other.

But nobody saw the secret smiles of Blaise or Hermoine Granger when they would meet.

After a few weeks the bets were still running, but the gossiping stopped, they were just not interesting anymore. Now THE rumour was that Filch had catched Snape fucking Trelawny in some cupboard.

And noone noticed Draco and Potter meeting at night, after Draco's rounds in some empty classrooms. They would just sit talking about anything. They found it easy to talk to the other. They both respected each others oppinions and Potter found out Draco didn't want to become a Death eater and that neither his father wanted Draco to become one. In fact Lucius was trying to convince their Headmaster to take him as a spy for the Order.

This night Draco and Potter met again in an abandoned classroom and they transformed two chairs in two easy large sofa's. Potter lay himself down and started throwing some pingpongball up and down.
Draco sat in the other one opposit to Potter and lay his feet at the Potter's sofa next to his waist.

"You know what I'd like to be doing right now?" Potter said at once.
Draco raised his eyebrow in question while watching the little ball. At once Potter got up and looked at Draco. "Quidditch. I'd like to play quidditch. Now. Just you and me. No public." He said.
Draco smirked and stood up. "Let's go then, shall we." He answered.

So the two of them went. They transformed the pingpongball into a snitch and released it. They took off.

"You know," said Potter "You're the only compitition I've ever had. The seekers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff just sucked." Draco smirked and took off, seeing the snitch.

They held a neck to neck race, meanwhile trying to distract the other from the snitch, until Draco's fingers closed around the snitch for the first time playing against Potter.

"Nice game, mate." Potter said and they shook hands. They pushed each other playfully while walking back to the castle until Potter tripped and pulled Draco with him to the ground. Draco fell on Potter and they both noticed with a groan they both had a raging hard-on.

They both looked at each other, scared, not knowing what to do. They knew they were both gay, but they never (consciously) thought of something sexual about the other.

But now they lay here, both with a full grown erection.

Draco tried to get of off Ha... Potter. But he accidentaly rubbed his cock against Harr... Potter's what caused them both to groan again. They looked in each other's eyes and suddenly they were kissing each other.

Draco licked at Harry's bottomlip to gain acces and was granted. They explored each others mouth and rubbed their cocks against each other.
Draco's mouth left Harry's lips to taste Harry's neck and a secret spot under Harry's left ear. "Merlin... Draco, that felt good." At this Draco stopped wich caused Harry to whimper. Draco backed away a little.

"Why did you stop?" Harry asked.
"You called me Draco." Harry shrugged. "It is your name, isn't it? And I couldn't call you very well Malfoy, could I?"
Draco smiled and kissed Harry again, this time more tender.

Harry flipped Draco over and started exploring the other boys soft spots. He rubbed his cock more eagerly against Draco's and Draco groaned Harry's name.
They were both on the edge now and didn't need much to come.

Draco flipped them over again and didn't pay attention to anything but rubbing his cock against Harry's. They came rapidly.

After they came, Draco collapsed on top of Harry and Harry sneaked his arms around him.

After a few moments in wich they both didn't move, Harry whispered in Draco's ears: "What to do now, Draco?"

Draco pushed himself up on his arms and watched his lover. "Come out of the closet?" He asked nervously, watching carefully for Harry's reaction.

"Fine by me." Harry just said and kissed Draco once more before they both got up and got to bed.

'_' '_' '_' '_'

The next morning they stunned the population from Hogwarts once more by entering the Great Hall holding hands. They were last to go to breakfast, since Draco was a bit of a Drama queen. They walked over to the Gryffindor table were the black-haired boy sat himself in the blondes lap. They ignored everyone and the Slytherin fed the Gryffindor.

- Finis -