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When Draco first kissed Harry,
he expected a reaction;
maybe a movement of lips,
or an intake of breath-
the lack of reaction, in fact,
he found scary.
The risk of discovery rose
as they stood in an alcove
right there in the hall.
As his nerves grew and grew,
Draco looked down at his toes.
Harry starred at him,
eyes wide, lips glistening.
Harry’s tongue darted out and
his pupils were dilated-
but, his face became grim.
“I’ve never done this before,”
Harry whispered, hesitant.
Draco just smiled,
leaned in- oh so slowly!-
and kissed him so thoroughly
he was ignited to his core.
“I don’t want experience,
I don’t want a history.
I just want you, who you are
right now, today;
Does that make sense?”
Harry inhaled quite deeply,
took his time in replying;
he leaned in to Draco’s caress
before checking the hall.
“Yes. Let’s go! And be sneaky!”