Just One Kiss Beneath The Mistletoe

Draco was dumbfounded. Ok... So he knows it’s me... He knows it’s me... He *knows* it is *me*!! Draco’s gaze shifted down to the raven haired boy in his arms then back up to their surroundings. The box of light seemed to be flickering on and off, almost as if it was debating if that one solitary kiss had been enough. After a few seconds of this it decided it wasn’t and stopped blinking, but this time it was a much paler light that surrounded them. Maybe with Harry asleep... I can just get this over with...

~*~

In the Gryffindor common room a beeper went off. George was awakened suddenly and fell out of the big chair he was asleep in. All at once he realized what had roused him.

“Oi, Forge! Get down here! Seems we have caught someone in the act!”

Within seconds his twin bounded down the dormitory stairs and was standing next to him.

“What is it Gred?” he asked playfully.

“Our *beeper* went off!” his brother replied mischievously.

“REALLY? Where? Come on, lets go!”

Although that might have been what Fred had said, all George heard was ‘Ralywremoetso!’ before being dragged out of the common room and into the hall.

“Well, where is it?”

“You got the camera?” his twin interrupted him, while checking his bag for extra film.

“Oh yeah, right here!... Hey, have you seen Harry today George?”

“Nope, I haven’t seen him since before dinner...” Both boys were silent for a second before breaking into identical, mischievous grins.

“Ooh! Harry has gone and gotten someone to song!!” cried George. Both cackling evilly, at the thought of getting a very lovely picture of Harry and his companion kissing under the mistletoe, they continued to rush down the hall.

“Hurry up, or else we’ll miss it!” George called to his twin.

“They’ve almost broken the barrier,” he continued, inspecting the beeper again, “we still have a little time though, *if* we hurry!”

“Yeah, but where is it?” Fred called, as he rushed after his twin.

“Woops!” George replied, turning around just as Fred ran smack into him. The force of the impact knocking the two of them over, Fred landing sprawled on top of his twin.

“Well, well, well,” purred George, as he leaned up to kiss his brother’s lips lightly, “you know we have to get a picture of Harry and his ‘friend’ first...” he mock-disciplined, slowly pushing his flushed twin off him.

“We’ll finish this later...” he trailed off seductively and started laughing, making his brother blush. Fred just gulped and grinned before pulling the two of them to stand and dusting both his twin and himself off.

“Why’d you stop?” Fred asked quietly, pressing a kiss of his own to his brother’s nose.

Now it was George’s turn to redden. “Oh... erm... I forgot to look at what direction to go in... heh heh,” he laughed nervously. With that, Fred smacked him upside the head.

“Ow!”

~*~

Maybe with Harry asleep... I can just get this over with... Draco pulled Harry slightly back from the tight hold he had on him and tilted his chin up, so that if Harry had been awake their noses would have been touching (if not for the inch or two that separated their heights). Draco slowly descended upon Harry’s lips, brushing softly against Harry’s bottom lip, then slid his tongue along it, ever so gently, as not to wake Harry. When Harry’s mouth opened to take Draco’s tongue in he gasped and hesitated.

Suddenly, Harry’s own tongue was probing deep within Draco’s mouth. Sliding wildly around his own, urging him on, so they could dance together. Draco moaned into Harry’s mouth, pulling him back into the embrace, as Harry’s own arms tightened around his neck.

A faint flash and ‘click’ was seen and heard in the background but neither boy paid any attention to it. When the kiss ended Harry pulled back slowly and looked into Draco’s radiant eyes. He smiled wistfully... before falling fast asleep once again in his *angel’s* arms.