[hp] swimming pool in the room of requirement
fandom: harry potter
pairing: hp/dm
The Room of Requirement can have a swimming pool.
Harry entered the Room of Requirement quietly, holding out a hand so the door would close behind him quietly. He stayed in the doorway for a moment, looking around to see if Draco had noticed his entrance. The sound of a body cutting through water told him he hadn't.
Above him on the ceiling the water of the giant pool was mirrored, lapping at the walls. It was beautiful this time of the night. Moonlight was shining in through the large windows and the subtle lighting gave the room a calm, beautiful look.
In the pool, a lithe body was making its rounds, just starting a length of butterfly strokes toward the other side of the room. Harry quickly pulled his robe off and untied his shoes. He stuffed his socks into them and then made his way to the edge of the pool. He sat down, stuck his feet into the water and watched Draco push through the water and to the other end. A twist underwater later, and he was making his way back to Harry's end with a length of backstrokes.
Harry had to have given himself away, because Draco twisted around a few meters before finishing the length and glided through the water toward him. His head popped out of the water at Harry's feet, spitting out water.
"Hey," Harry said and leaned forward.
Draco reached out and pulled himself toward the edge of the pool with a hand. He pulled his goggles off his head with the other and put them next to Harry on the tiles. "You're late," he said. It didn't sound like an accusation; Draco's words rarely did these days.
"Like you notice the time when you're in here," Harry mumbled. He stretched to kiss Draco hello, tasting chlorine on cold lips.
"You're cold," he said and cast a spell into the water.
"Not anymore. You coming in?"
Harry caught Draco's eyes with his own. "You want me to?"
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pairing: hp/dm
The Room of Requirement can have a swimming pool.
Harry entered the Room of Requirement quietly, holding out a hand so the door would close behind him quietly. He stayed in the doorway for a moment, looking around to see if Draco had noticed his entrance. The sound of a body cutting through water told him he hadn't.
Above him on the ceiling the water of the giant pool was mirrored, lapping at the walls. It was beautiful this time of the night. Moonlight was shining in through the large windows and the subtle lighting gave the room a calm, beautiful look.
In the pool, a lithe body was making its rounds, just starting a length of butterfly strokes toward the other side of the room. Harry quickly pulled his robe off and untied his shoes. He stuffed his socks into them and then made his way to the edge of the pool. He sat down, stuck his feet into the water and watched Draco push through the water and to the other end. A twist underwater later, and he was making his way back to Harry's end with a length of backstrokes.
Harry had to have given himself away, because Draco twisted around a few meters before finishing the length and glided through the water toward him. His head popped out of the water at Harry's feet, spitting out water.
"Hey," Harry said and leaned forward.
Draco reached out and pulled himself toward the edge of the pool with a hand. He pulled his goggles off his head with the other and put them next to Harry on the tiles. "You're late," he said. It didn't sound like an accusation; Draco's words rarely did these days.
"Like you notice the time when you're in here," Harry mumbled. He stretched to kiss Draco hello, tasting chlorine on cold lips.
"You're cold," he said and cast a spell into the water.
"Not anymore. You coming in?"
Harry caught Draco's eyes with his own. "You want me to?"
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