There Is a Beast in My Bed

There Is a Beast in My Bed

~Chapter Four~

~In Slytherin's Dorm~

Harry woke up, noticing that Draco was sleeping. He silently gathered his clothes from the floor, trying not to wake him up. He was little amazed about all of this. It had happened so quickly. Well, maybe not. They had been circling each other for what felt like eternity, but when everything started to get serious, Draco was backing away in denial. But Harry was determined to make Draco his, in one away or another.

A week ago, in the Ravenclaw versus Slytherin Quidditch match, Harry hadn't been able to take his eyes of him.

His blond hair looked almost silver, waving softly in the air. Harry thought his slim form was made for flying as he swooped through the air.

"He looks rather sexy, don't you think?"

He froze, but a relieved sigh escaped from his lips and he turned around. Behind himself Harry found an evilly smiling Ginny looking at him. "Don't do that, and yes, he does," Harry replied. He knew that Ginny was only joking and thought that he was, too.

"Oh, Merlin. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, the sexiest boys in Hogwarts, making out. I can almost see it now," Ginny said, smirking playfully.

"Hey, cut it out." Harry tried to sound offended, but laughed gently. They spoke for a moment about Quidditch, but they were interrupted by none other than Draco himself. Malfoy had caught the Snitch and the game was over.

"I have to talk about our Potions project with Malfoy, so I'm going to stay here for a while," Harry lied smoothly to Ginny, who looked compassionate. She gave him a brief hug before leaving him.

Harry waited for Malfoy near the Slytherin changing rooms, and was unfortunately greeted by heavy clouds. In a minute he was soaking wet, and then Draco came into his view.

He walked closer to him. "I didn't know you liked rain," he said.

Then they had shared their first kiss.

Harry glanced at Draco's sleeping form and smiled. He looked so peaceful, lying on his back, his head slightly turned to the right, his left hand on his stomach, his right hand next to his head. Harry couldn't help himself. He bent down and kissed Draco's lips softly, his clothes slipping from his fingers back to the floor.

Draco stirred. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Harry's smiling face.

"Good morning!" Harry chirped at him.

Draco groaned. "How can you be so cheery?" He checked the time. "It's only six a.m."

"Did you sleep well?" Harry asked, ignoring him and playing with the strands of Draco's hair.

"Yeah, but I dreamt about you," Draco said with a sour face.

Harry let out a squeak. "Really?! What happened?"

"You stole my pink bunny slippers," Draco answered, pouting.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had bunny slippers."

"I don't, but my subconsious tried to tell me that I want a pair," Draco replied, sitting up. He got himself a pair of black slacks and slipped them on.

"Aww, it would be so cute to see you wearing only those slippers," Harry purred from between the covers. Draco was done dressing.

"Don't even dream about it," Draco said, bending down to take Harry's robes from the floor.

He felt Harry's eyes on him. "Are you checking out arse?" he asked as he turned to face Harry again.

"No," Harry said with a straight face or at least tried to.

"Well, in that case, I'm going up for breakfast. Bye!" Draco grinned evilly, making his way to the door.

"Wait!" Harry hissed, his head peeping through the curtains around Draco's bed.

"What?" Draco turned around, looking amused.

"You can't just leave me here!" Harry hissed, trying not to shout.

"Yes, he can," came a reply from the bed next to Draco's. Blaise stepped into view, a sinister grin on his face.

With a yelp Harry disappeared behind the curtains. A few moments later he was dressed and poking his finger into Draco's chest. "You little piece of... You were going to leave me here, weren't you?!" Harry hissed.

"What? Are you scared?" Draco asked, raising his brows.

"Me? Scared? What do I have to worry about in this nest of snakes? I am a Parselmouth, after all, aren't I?" Harry said casually.

Blaise meddled in their conversation by saying, "Just go before everyone awakes up." He winked at Harry, shooing them out of the room.

"What was that about?" Draco asked as soon as the door closed behind them.

"Well, it was Blaise who let me inside the common room last night and was nice enough to show me where your bed was," Harry replied, trapping Draco in a heated kiss.

Author's Notes: So, I'm out of picture for the next week.

Go and give your vote on what Harry should do next(Address to the thread below). I just want to know what you think, but now this, those alternatives are just what came into my mind at seven a.m. in Monday morning:)

If you have any other suggestions you can leave them in the review.

http://forums.fictionalley.org/park/showthread.php?s=&postid=1516109#post1516109