Day 41: Broom
"Want to go flying?" Potter suggests out of the blue. Draco looks up and yes, Potter's looking at him. He stares at him for a moment, perhaps Potter has somehow forgotten who he is or the fact that they are might not be enemies still but they aren't friends either.
"Are you- are you talking to me?" Draco inquires at last.
That makes Potter halt for a second before he frowns and questions, "Do you see anyone else here? Or do you reckon I'm talking to thin air?"
"Thin air's got more of a chance," he mutters but Potter with the exceptional hearing power he possesses somehow hears him.
"C'mon Malfoy, it won't be that bad!" Well maybe not for Potter because ....well because he is Potter. But to Draco it would be. Not in the sense that it will be unbearable because it would be but because then there would be more rumours and this time it would be about Draco manipulating the Savior and it's bad enough the articles about him, those would be much much worse.
But Potter insists and never it be said that Draco Malfoy is a cold bastard because he fucking agrees.
"Seeker's game?" Potter asks and well it's not like Draco can disagree. Seeker's game would be fun, more so when there are no distractions. This would be pure talent.
Potter goes to retrieve his broom but Draco stops him.
"Let's use the school brooms, they are of the same models so someone doesn't have the advantage of having the fastest broom." Draco challenges and frankly this is the most he has spoken since coming back to school in one sentence, and by Potter's shocked expression he knows it as well.
"It's not the fastest broom anymore," Harry mutters gloomily, "The Firebolt 2 is going to be out this winter and its way better. Costs more than what I've spent on my entire education." Ah, so someone must have stopped or forbade him from buying it. Draco's bets are on Granger. He hasn't been forbidden per se but Mother had commented that he should start using his money wisely. So maybe later.
"So the Cleansweeps then?" Draco asks and Potter nods.
Potter wins the first one, albeit it had been for a fraction of a second but still he wins then immediately suggests best two out of three and why would Draco not agree?
Draco wins the next two and he can't be smig enough, he is grinning while he makes a victory circle around the pitch.
When he lands Potter is smiling at him, as if he is happy that he has lost because then Draco gets to win. Draco suddenly has the urge to snog him. Right then and there. He can't help it! Potter just looks so happy and seems to be glowing, what's he supposed to do? Not kiss him? That's not really an option but kissing Potter is also not an option.
Good thing Potter makes the decision for both of them as he gets of Draco by the neck and drags him forward before kissing him soundly.
It's wet and slow, it's hot as fuck and Draco wants to die like this. This has to be the perfect way to go, he might be dying. It could the lack of oxygen or even the fact that he is actually hallucinating while he slowly passed away at last. It would be great except for Mother. She would be so lonely-
Then Potter pulls away- his face flush, lips swollen as he pants against Draco for a moment. Then he realises what's he done and starts to panic, "Shit fuck sorry- I didn't- shit Malfoy..."
Draco looks at Potter, truly looks at him then he gives him a small smile and Potter stops babbling at last.
He pulls Potter close again and kisses him just as fiercely as Potter slowly melts against him.
All in all, maybe flying with Potter is not all that bad.
Day 40: Ocean || Day 42: Greece
