Halloween Treat for Writcraft
Gift for: writcraft
From: gracerene
Title: Deathday Party
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Summary: The dangers of making out in Hogwarts corridors.
Notes: I had the darndest time with this one for some reason, but I hope you enjoy, Writ! <3
"Not here," Harry panted. Rough stone dug into his back, providing a hard counterpoint to the soft press of Draco's mouth against his neck.
"Seriously, we should-" Harry tried to continue, but it was difficult with Draco sucking hot and wet behind Harry's ear and making his knees go weak. "Really, we don't want to do this here."
"Come on, Harry, where's your sense of adventure?"
A silvery grey form moved through the solid wall next to them. Draco jolted back from Harry in shock.
"Hello, Harry," Nearly Headless Nick said.
Harry sighed. He'd been afraid this would happen. "Hi, Nick."
"I don't suppose you're coming to my Deathday Party."
Nick had invited Harry to his party every year since Harry joined the staff. Harry had always managed to find an excuse, but it seemed this year his luck had run out.
Draco huffed in impatience. Well, it was his own damn fault. Harry had tried to warn him, but he'd refused to listen. If Harry had to attend the party, he wasn't going to suffer alone.
"As a matter of fact, we are." Draco blanched, and Harry smiled for them both. "Draco and I would be delighted to attend."