Harry

I wake up on a soft surface and I immediately regret waking up because I just feel so comfortable.

I still groan out and wake up nevertheless.

It takes me Time to get used to my surroundings and the blinding light.

I then realise that I'm not wearing my glasses.

I pat around the bed, trying to find them, and I wear them.

I stand up from the bed and take a nice look at the bedroom.

Much better than what I have at the dursleys.

The bed covers were made of red and green velvet and I really just wanted to go back to it and sleep again.

I walk towards the bathroom on my right, and freshen up a little.

The water was surprisingly warm against my face and I washed it thoroughly before walking out and wiping my face of my robes.

The air smelt like bacon and eggs and heaven!

I drag myself to the source of the smell only to find Draco, his back to me, was wearing an apron and whistling, whilst he cooked on the pan.

It was sure a sight.

I mean I haven't seen a boy cook food and look hot while doing it.

I walk towards him and started tickling him on his abdomen.

He immediately left the hold of the pan and tried to let go of my ticklish hold.

"Potter! Stop wh-stop!" He wheezed out but to no avail.

Just as I was winning at tickling him, Draco turned around and at lightning speed he was the one tickling and I was the one trying to get away.

"I'm sorry! Sorry! Sto-stop!" I force it out of my mouth.

I finally found his hands and grabbed them and kept it that way.

I then realised the position we were in. we seemed to be in that kind of position a lot these days.

We were really close and I didn't bother pulling away.

His eyes were boring into mine and I stared back, not pulling away.

Draco opened his mouth to say something but didn't say anything.

we kept edging closer and closer till there was no space left between us. our nose were touching each other and our breaths mingled.

Draco stopped moving. his eyes flickering between my eyes to my lips.

my mind was screaming 'KISS HIM KISS HIM KISS HIM!

I hesitated for a second and then I was like what the hell! if he doesn't want it he would just go to hating me and it would be like the same as before.

and without anymore hesitation I slammed my lips to his.

they were the most softest and the most sweetest thing I've ever tasted and that was saying something considering the pies at the dinner were to die for.

Draco had frozen for a second. just for second. and then he started to move his lips to mine.

I moved my hands up to the back of his neck and moved him as much close as I could.

His hands traveled up to my waist and he also pulled me closer.

Our lips didn't part.

Not even for oxygen.

It was as if air didn't exist and I couldn't be more happier because I didn't want to let go.

We kept at it. Our hands roaming and exploring each other's bodies while our tounges fought for dominence.

At last when air finally seemed like an emergency need, was when we pulled away.

And I couldn't stop blushing.

We both were locked in each other's arms and our bodies felt like one.

Our noses were touching and we were gasping for breath.

But all in this all I could think about was what just happened and how good it felt.

I finally plucking up my courage look up at Draco through my glasses, and couldn't help but love the way he looked.

Hair disheveled, his always pale lips all red and plum and swollen and his skin looked extremely flushed red.

His grey eyes at the moment looked blue grey and I admit.

There wasn't anything more magical I'll ever see.