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µWell even if I do join this sorry excuse for a house, there is NO WAY I am sharing a Dormitory with
that prat
otter and his gang of misfits!¶
Draco had found himself in the worst dilemma he had ever faced in his life.
As part of Dumbledore¶s attempt to ³make the school houses work together´, Slytherin and
Gryffindor were to be having a ³Student exchange program´ where one student from both houses
would live in the other house for a month. his whole program of Dumbledore¶s all came from that
stupid sorting hat. It¶s idea of the houses working together as one student body had obviously infected
Dumbledore¶s mind and now, thanks to the hat, Dumbledore and
rofessor Snape, Draco was now
facing a whole month inside the ³Brave and courageous´ house of Gryffindor.

his was going to be a Î
month.

µI understand your loyalties lie with Slytherin house, r. alfoy¶, Dumbledore interrupted Draco¶s
thoughts. µBut, as I clearly stated at the start of term, this foolish rivalry between houses has gone on
for too long, and once a student is selected for the program from the Goblet of Fire, they cannot
change its decision.¶ Draco cursed that blasted hat under his breath. e wished it would run off with
the scarf of sexual preference and get married or something. Only then would Draco be excused from
this awful fate.
µSir, I¶ve already told you I understand the circumstances regarding the Goblet, but there is no
possible way I am going to spend this term with the likes of
otter and Weasley and (heaven forbid)
Longbottom!¶ said Draco.
µI understand your position, Draco¶ Dumbledore replied µBut I believe that some time with the people
you have loathed for so long would be good for you. All the better to bring the houses together. So it
is settled, you shall follow
rofessor cGonagall to Gryffindor tower, and r. homas here will
follow
rofessor Snape to the dungeons.¶

It looked as if Draco had no way out. e was trapped. Bamboozled. Dean homas would get the
comfort of Draco¶s bed and the amazing experience of being in Slytherin, while Draco would enjoy a
cold, horrible bed in a room with people he could not stand. Brilliant.
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Draco followed the insufferable
rofessor cGonagall out of Dumbledore¶s office.

hey reached a portrait of a classical singer (who clearly ate more than she sang, as her dress was
rather pressured with the amount of fat bulging out of it) when cGonagall stopped and turned to
face Draco.
µNow, there is to be no disputes between pupils. Am I understood, r. alfoy? No funny business.
You are not to pass on the password to any of your Slytherin housemates either. Is that understood?¶
µYes.¶ Draco mumbled.
µ
rofessor Snape and I are as angry about this situation as you and r. homas.¶
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 thought Draco as his transfiguration teacher turned to face the portrait of the fat lady who
was now awake and glaring at Draco.
¶
assword?¶ the portrait asked Draco. Draco returned the glare.
cGonagall bent over and whispered µFortuna ajor¶ into Draco¶s ear. e spared a moment to lend
his glare to cGonagall before turning back and mumbling to the portrait µFortuna ajor¶
µI¶m sorry dear, but here at Gryffindor house we speak loudly, not snivel under our breath.¶ he Fat
Lady responded proudly. µ
assword?¶
hrough gritted teeth, Draco shouted µFO  NA AJO !¶
he Fat Lady tilted her head as the portrait swung open to reveal a porthole. cGonagall signalled for
him to crawl through. As if this whole situation wasn¶t bad enough, he now had to crawl towards his
unspeakable fate.
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As Draco wiped his green and grey robes clean of dust, cGonagall was crawling through the
porthole herself.
µYour new dorm mates are just through, r. alfoy.¶
Draco hated the thought of ever having to think of arry
otter as some kind of ³mate´.
o Draco¶s surprise, the Gryffindor common room was actually a warm, nice environment. here was
nice furniture that would make study a more comfortable experience and the Scarlet and Gold banners
around the room clashed together so wonderfully as to make this room so roomy.
Draco hated himself at the thought that there might actually be a part of this month that he would
enjoy.
All the same, there, sitting in front of the glowing fire, was the thing Draco was not looking forward
to the most. Laughing as he turned his head, Draco saw arry¶s scar glow among the fire.
Being in this house with arry
otter gave Draco such rage that no ippogriff in the world could not
give him.
After glaring at arry for what seemed like a month already (if only), Draco looked around at the
other people sitting around the fire. e would have given anything for them all to be alone with a
ungarian orntail.
o
otter¶s left was an array of ed and puberty that could only mean one thing: Weasley.

Draco wasn¶t sure why, but on top of the Weasley clan, Draco had an undying hate for anyone with
red hair. e hated red heads as much as he Dark Lord hated muggles. And given his current
circumstances, that was a lot! Just the thought of a young red headed, rosy cheeked girl made Draco¶s
insides boil.

o the left of Weasley was someone Draco considered more insufferable than cGonagall: ermione
Granger. Seeing her in her comfort zone made Draco sick. She was the ugliest girl he¶d ever seen. It
was like a girl he¶d N seen. e knew exactly why he¶d ever be so mean. Being around her
could only mean one thing: Danger!
o
otter¶s right sat Seamus Finnigan and then, the one person who truly repulsed Draco: Neville
Longbottom. is pudgy features. is blank expressions. Without even a thought to magic, Draco had
to stop himself from running over and causing Neville pain with his own fists.

µWell I can see my work is done, you boys are clearly going to have a good month getting to know
each other.¶ Spoke cGonagall after a few moments of glaring. µs. Granger, I¶d advise you head to
bed and allow these boys to get acquainted.¶
ermione did not argue. She smiled at the group on the couch, glared at Draco and made her way up a
staircase to the left of the common room.
cGonagall gave Draco a concerned look before leaving too.
his was the worst fate Draco could ever imagine. Being alone with these filthy people. Draco hoped
all that would happen is they would show him to his bed and never speak to him at all for the rest of
the month. is desire was lost, however, when
otter stood up and walked towards Draco.
ere it was. Draco knew this was coming. Draco and arry were about to duel. And Draco was
prepared.
arry walked so close to Draco, that he almost caught arry¶s breath. Although, to Draco¶s surprise,
instead of reaching for his wand, arry reached out a hand for Draco to shake.
Draco was shocked. ere was arry freaking
otter, the Boy Who Lived, the Boy e ated, now
being the Boy Who Offered General ospitality.
Draco stood there in shock, looking at arry¶s hand. he silence was finally broken when arry
spoke.
µcGonagall wants us to get along. I sure as heck am not prepared to do that. owever we are just as
uncomfortable about this situation as you are and we are not looking forward to being in a dormitory
with you for a month. So we have decided it would be in all of our best interests if we acted civil for
the next month. You see, alfoy, it is part of a Gryffindor to be Nobel. It comes naturally to us you
see, however you¶ll have to learn to be Nobel over the next month. Welcome, I hope you have a
horrible time and I look forward to feeding you to Buckbeak after you die from being around such
nice people for such a long time.¶
arry stood there with a smirk, still holding out his hand.

µ ow dare you¶ breathed Draco. µhe nerve of you Gryffindors...¶

µxactly the point, Draco!¶ replied arry, poking Draco on the nose. Draco batted him away.
After a moment of staring at one another, arry spoke µWell, we may as well start fresh, aye? I¶m
arry. hat¶s on, Seamus and Neville. We¶ll be your roommates for the next month. Our dormitory
is the third door on the right¶ said arry as he indicated towards a staircase on the right. µGoodnight
Draco.¶
arry headed up the stairs in which he had indicated followed by his minions Weasley and Finnigan.
Neville stayed seated, though Draco took little notice. e was in shock. e thought if he sat down he
could go over in his mind what had just happened and re-evaluate his situation. e slowly walked
over to the couch that arry and his group had just sat in, his face blank. e stared at the fire,
confused. Although arry had been a total prat as Draco was expecting, he had said exactly what he
had not expected. arry wanted to be civil. o not argue. Draco didn¶t like these people, but he knew
that he would rather spend the next month in silence than have to experience torment from four other
boys.
As much as Draco truly hated this situation, he felt that he may be able to get through this alive and
not need be fed to Buckbeak. It was a few minutes into his deep thought that Draco realized Neville
was sitting about two feet away, gazing at Draco in awe.

Draco looked back in utter confusion. Slowly, Draco said µWhat the fuck are you staring at?¶
hen something strange happened. Something Draco had never seen before: Neville smirked.
µI thought we were supposed to be ³ivil´, alfoy¶ said Neville.
After a few moments of comprehending Neville¶s attitude, Draco realized he was mimicking
otter.
Draco looked back at Neville blackly, who was still sheepishly smirking. µDo you not like
otter or
something?¶ asked Draco, utterly confused as to why Neville was looking at him so provocatively.
µNo¶ sighed Neville, µI don¶t have a problem with arry, I was just fishing for a smile out of you,
Draco.¶
Draco raised an eyebrow. e wracked his brain and realized, this tosser was flirting with him.
µLook I don¶t know what bull shit you¶re playing at, but if you don¶t stop being weird I¶ll jinx you so
bad you¶ll...¶
Draco couldn¶t continue. e was interrupted by Neville¶s index finger on his, Draco¶s lips.
µShhhh¶ Neville urged.
hrough Neville¶s finger, Draco mumbled µWhat in the name of Aberforth Dumbledore is going on
here?¶
hey sat there in silence for a moment, Neville¶s finger hard against Draco¶s lips.
In the back of his mind, Draco realized something: Neville¶s fingers were surprisingly soft. Delicate.
Not as oily and shaky as Draco had imagined. And Draco had imagined. e¶d Ô
 Ô about Neville
a lot. While in the shower, while in bed, even under the desk in Defence Against the Dark Arts class
one time.

µan the crap, alfoy.¶ Said Neville as he removed his finger.

wo things bothered Draco at his, 1: his statement was very out of character for Neville and
2: hose soft, delicate fingers were no longer against his lips.
µI know about you. I know about how you pressured incent rabbe into doing those things to you
during our second year. hose ³Sexual favours´ you asked him to do. And how you told him you had
connections to the Dark Lord and if he didn¶t, what was it, ³alo your homora´, you¶d tell oldemort
to attack his family. Oh yes, I know.¶ Said Neville with a wink
mbarrassed, Draco asked µBut how do you...¶
µBecause I did the same thing to him, Draco¶ Interrupted Neville.

Draco sat back, looking at the fire. Draco was sure no one knew about what he had done to rabbe.
e was so embarrassed. Draco had had enough. e stood up to run out and back to the dungeon. But
before he could say ³Wingardium Leviosa´, Neville was standing up, as if prepared, right in front of
Draco, closer than arry had been.
hey stared at each other. Draco took in Neville¶s breath. Again, it was not as he had imagined. It was
lit with a warm aroma. e wanted nothing more than to experience that breath a little closer.
For a moment, Draco wondered if he should have been transferred to ufflepuff instead of Gryffindor
because of these new found 
 and   .

Draco wasn¶t sure if it was the glow of this warm fire, the scarlet and gold surrounding them or the
sudden desire to have Neville inside of him, but Draco was very happy that Snape had volunteered
Draco for the Student xchange
rogram.
It seemed that Draco¶s breath had suddenly become very fast paced due to his heart pumping so
rapidly. Draco was comforted to learn that Neville¶s breath was also coming up short.

Neville grabbed Draco¶s hand. µ¶mon¶ whispered Neville, the air from his mouth escaping and
blowing across Draco¶s lips. Neville led Draco out the portrait hole, down the corridor and out of
Gryffindor tower. Draco was sure, due to the amount of light in the hallway that it was after hours.
Draco didn¶t care. is heart was pumping as he followed Neville, enjoying the scent he left behind,
their hands entwined.
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Draco awoke from his day dream full of hufflepuffy feelings to find he and Neville were still running.
It seemed they were now on the seventh floor. Neville brought the two of them to a halt if front of a
blank wall. Neville turned to Draco and their eyes met. Neville no longer had the seductive look on
his face, rather, a look of passion and excitement.
Draco could tell that Neville had lost his breath and was puffing loudly; although Draco had a feeling
it had nothing to do with the running.

µLook, Longbottom, what is going on he..¶ Draco couldn¶t finish his sentence, as the soft, delicate
finger had returned to Draco¶s lips. Draco¶s blood rushed. e¶d never seen anybody, let alone
Longbottom take so much charge in a situation over him. Draco couldn¶t help but let him take charge
of this situation, however, as he was enjoying it far too much.

hey were close again. So close that Draco could see the tiny hairs beginning to sprout from the top
of Neville¶s lips. Draco wondered for a moment what it would be like to feel those hairs and those lips
pressed against his own. e only had to wonder for a second. Neville had pushed himself in a rage of
impulse so much that Draco had to register with himself what was going on. e finally realized his
suspicions were true when he felt Neville¶s soft tong caressing with his own. Draco returned the
favour. As if it were a duel, the two tongs wrestled against one another in an attempt to feel each other
closer.
Draco tinged at a feeling at the back of his head. Neville was running his fingers through Draco¶s soft,
blonde hair. Draco heightened his shoulders and placed his hands along Neville¶s cheeks as if to say
that he never wanted this moment to end, and that he never wanted to be separate from Neville again.
Neville did as Draco, running his fingers across Draco¶s fringe and down his cheeks.
As Neville did this, Draco wondered if his skin was perhaps to cold, clammy and wrinkled from all
the frowning Draco seemed to do. e wondered if his features were as delicate and perfect as
Neville¶s were. Neville seemed to read Draco¶s mind, as he released their lips and started kissing
Draco¶s cheeks and started kissing all of Draco that he could find. is chin. is neck. is Adam¶s
apple. e seemed to move his way up the side of Draco¶s face towards his ear, which he kissed also.
µWait here¶ whispered Neville, kissing Draco on the ear again.

Neville backed away very slowly, still with the look of passion on his face.
Draco¶s ears were ringing with a loud, high pitched sound. Was this really happening? Neville
Longbottom? he person that had repulsed Draco for so very long now the only thing he wanted more
in the world?
Draco looked back up at the man he had just been passionately caressing, who was now facing the
blank wall. Draco seemed confused. µNeville, what are you..¶
µFunny,¶ interrupted Neville, µI think that¶s the first time you¶ve ever called me by my first name.

µAs soon as I heard about the Student xchange

rogram, I felt I should make a move. It¶s slim
pickings at ogwarts for gay guys. Well, as you well know. incent rabbe? eally? Anyway, I
figured we probably couldn¶t get up to too much mischief in our dormitory with arry and everyone
around, so I figured I should set up a place where we could be alone.¶ Neville said all of this while
facing the wall.
µWell what sort of mischief do you think we¶ll be getting up to that would be so loud that
otter and
Weasley would be able to hear?¶ asked Draco with a smirk.

µWell, put it this way¶ said Neville turning to face Draco. µYou saw me in our first Defence against
the Dark Arts lesson this term, right? When Lupin made the Bogart turn into Snape, I screamed like a
girl. Well I¶ll probably be screaming louder than that with you.¶ Neville had a sheepish smirk. Draco
returned the look.

Neville turned around and started walking down the corridor along the blank wall, away from Draco.
Draco was confused.
µWhat are you...¶ Draco began to ask before he was interrupted by a µS !¶ from Neville.

Draco was starting to find Neville¶s new found confidence unnerving. Still Draco watched Neville as
he walked to the end of the black wall, examining how perfect his arse was, and then turning and
walking back down the corridor towards Draco.
Neville passed Draco and continued to the other end of the wall and then turned again and started
walking towards Draco. Draco was completely confused. ad Neville gone mad? hat must be it! is
new found confidence, the fact that he had pressured rabbe into sex, and now how he was acting,
walking back and forth with his eyes closed as if concentrating very hard. Still, Draco didn¶t mind the
view whenever Neville walked away from him.

Finally, after scaling the wall three times, Neville came to a halt near where he had started, still facing
the wall. Without looking at Draco, Neville signalled for him to some over next to Neville. Draco did
so, and Neville held Draco¶s hand, his eyes still closed. hen, Neville said, not to Draco, but to the
wall, µWe need a place where we can be free of judgement from our peers, where we can be alone, in
love, and erupt in passion¶. Draco smiled for a minute, but came to the conclusion that Neville was
definitely insane. Draco turned to Neville and began to say µWhat were you expecting, a door to pop
out of nowhere and greet us with a nice comfortable room in which we could go wild?¶ when what
happened was exactly that.

ight there, in the once blank wall, was a door. Neville turned to Draco with a smirk. µYou were
saying?¶
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Neville entered the room first, his hand still entwined with Draco¶s. Draco was astonished. he room
behind the door was like that of a honeymoon suite at a hotel. he walls were lined with red drapes,
the carpet the same shade of red. And, what all hotel rooms need, and what Draco was most happy to
see: A bed. overed with ed Bed sheets of course.
Neville seemed less surprised to the sudden arrival of exactly what they had wanted. Draco looked at
him, half impressed, half confused.

µWelcome to the oom of equirement¶, said Neville, introducing the room.

Draco suddenly understood. e had heard about the oom of equirement from his father, Lucius
alfoy. Although there didn¶t seemed to be any sort of old cabinet that his father had mentioned.
All the same, Draco¶s blood was rushing. Neville started walking backwards towards the bed, still
looking at Draco with passion.

Draco didn¶t want to dordle any longer. e had examined Neville¶s arse for far too long. e had to
have it.
hey sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at each other. Neville leaned in to kiss Draco once
again, but Draco (not to his better will) pulled away.

µLook, Longbottom, before we do anything, I need you to swear to me that this isn¶t some kind of
Gryffindor torture or something. hat your cum isn¶t filled with
olyjuice potion and that I¶m not
going to turn into
rofessor Flitwick or something.¶ Said Draco, trying his best to hide the raging
something in his pants that resembled that of Godric Gryffindor¶s sword.

Neville leaned in towards Draco¶s ear and with a whisper said ³Let my tong do the talking´.

Neville pulled back to have another look at Draco before grasping one hand on Draco¶s cheek and the
other on the back of his head and pulling him into the most amazing, passionate, slimy and firm kiss
Draco had ever experienced. Draco was now sure this was no ³Gryffindor trick´.

Slowly, Neville started to lie down on the bed, pulling Draco with him. he bed was very soft. And
that seemed to be the only thing in the vicinity that was soft, as Draco lay on top of Neville and was
now able to feel his companions own sword.

Draco and Neville lay there, caressing any part of each other they could find. aking sure never to
allow their lips to leave one another.
Draco moved his arm down Neville¶s soft neck, along his surprisingly broad shoulders and down his
soft, muscular bicep which his hand remained stationary at for a minute or two, feeling every part of it
that he could.

his was incredible. All the Sexual tension and need that the two of them had needed to get rid of was
now being unleashed.

It seemed that Neville was doing much the same as Draco. Feeling around all of Draco¶s body that he
could. Breathing down Draco¶s throat when he could to catch his breath.
Slowly, they began to undress. Draco saw out of the corner of his eye an array of black, green and
silver which could only mean that Neville had removed Draco¶s robes and thrown them, in his attempt
to banish Draco¶s clothes so that he would never have to wear them again. Draco did the same, trying
his best at throwing Neville¶s gold and scarlet robes far away, but not wanting to release his firm grip
from Neville¶s bicep for too long.

hen, it seemed, the pace picked up. With a breath or two, the two men began to remove his lover¶s
clothes. hey knelt up, on their knees, both their shirts long gone, kissing and grabbing hold of
whatever they could. Draco could tell Neville was having trouble with Draco¶s belt.
e thought to help Neville, but didn¶t want to take his hands away from the irresistible feeling of
running his hands along Neville¶s smooth back, feeling every nook, cranny, muscle and limb of it.
Still, Neville struggled, making whining noises while still having his tong deep in Draco¶s throat.
Draco pulled away with one last kiss, pulling his hands to a halt back on Neville¶s shoulders.

µIf you weren¶t so fucking cute I¶d jinx you for being such a stupid twat.¶ said Draco with a smirk into
Neville¶s dreamy, hazel eyes. Neville kissed him, just once. Draco undid his own belt followed by
Neville¶s belt, and then pulling his pants down in such a hurry, revealing two legs and something that
looked like a mountain being contained by a blue tarp. µ mm.. ow did you know blue underwear
were my aphrodisiac, Neville?¶

Neville pounced. e was on top of Draco now, their chests together. Draco could feel their bare, cool
skin touching. e made sure Neville¶s pants were completely off, then began to enjoy the feeling of
what he had been staring at for so long. e ran his fingers along and around Neville¶s blue underwear
that were concealing that perfect arse.

Draco remembered how he had felt when he first walked into the Gryffindor common room and how
he wanted to cause Neville pain. Draco decided now would be a good time to cause that pain, and
with a breath through gritted teeth, Draco slammed his right palm on Neville¶s arse cheek.
Neville took a breath from kissing to embrace his punishment. Neville sheepishly giggled and went in
to kiss Draco, but Draco pulled away. his time it was Draco¶s time to push his finger up to Neville¶s
lips.

Without saying anything, he threw Neville off of him and jumped on top, his knees on either side of
Neville¶s hips.
Instead of kissing Neville¶s lips, Draco kissed around his face and started moving down his chin and
down his neck.
his was it; Draco was going to take the first impulse of the night, instead of Neville making them all.
Draco scooted down Neville¶s body, kissing down Neville¶s chest and feeling Neville¶s aching
manhood poking him in the chest.

After stopping to pay particular close attention to Neville¶s belly button, he continued to move down
south towards a trail of hair that would only lead to the goal he wanted.
µ mm, adame ulkins, ery nice¶ said Draco examining the waistband of Neville¶s blue
underwear that had the word ³ LKINS´ inscribed. Neville smiled down at Draco and teased his
fingers through Draco¶s hair.

Smoothly, Draco pulled down the blue underwear, making sure to enjoy every sight and not miss a
single scent of manly hood that escaped the briefs. Once Neville¶s underwear was down a certain
amount, like a quaffle to the face, Neville¶s erection wacked Draco across the face. Draco enjoyed this
more than he would admit.
 e pulled Neville¶s ulkin¶s brand underwear all the way around the bottom of his legs and threw
them away. Now he was able to see all Neville had to offer. e paused for a minute to enjoy the sight.

µYou¶re not giving up now are you, alfoy? You tease.¶ said Neville with a gasp as he had been
breathing heavily the whole time.
µNo, Longbottom, just enjoying your giant philosopher¶s stones¶ replied Draco.

Neville let out such a loud gasp that, had they have been anywhere besides this soundproof room, the
entire castle and the residence of ogsmade would have been able to hear it. And for good reason.

Slowly, Draco caressed the tip of Neville¶s hard, long penis with his tong. e made sure he didn¶t
miss a spot on it.
Increasing in speed, he kissed, smoothed his tong and lipped all around Neville¶s hard, almost
bulletproof penis.
he most satisfying part of all of this was hearing Neville¶s moans of enjoyment. Draco loved hearing
in the distance the sound of Neville gasping for air or choking on his own drool, so he made sure once
he found a spot that Neville enjoyed, he would caress it with his tong until Neville could hold back no
longer.

his was an amazing experience for both men, it seemed.

owever it also seemed as if they both wanted to experience both parts. Neville sat up, ran his fingers
through Draco¶s hair once more and towards his chin signalling for Draco to sit up. Draco did so.
Neville leant in, kissed the lips that had so recently been on him, and pushed his hand into Draco¶s
chest to make him fall backwards onto the bed.

Draco laid there, focused on the red lining on the roof, then closing his eyes. e felt a finger remove
his own underwear and circle around Draco¶s entire crotch. As if in spirals, he felt it move closer and
closer towards Draco¶s erection.
Draco was amazed it too hadn¶t wacked Neville in the face. hen an amazing amount of testosterone
flew through Draco¶s body.
e gasped loudly, and squinted his eyes as he felt a wet circle close in around the top of his penis. e
felt a tong slide down from out of the mouth and down and around his erection.
Draco ran one hand through Neville¶s soft hair and the other he couldn¶t help but rub across his own
chest, trying to remain in humanity. It was hard for him to control himself.

e could feel the pace picking up downstairs. e felt Neville friction up and down on his penis with
his mouth.
With a loud, struggle of a breath and the sound of a moan from Neville, Draco reached down towards
Neville¶s body. e didn¶t want Neville to miss out. e found the long erection his mouth had before
been so fond of and began to stroke it.

e pulled at it as fast as Neville was moving his head. hen, like an amazing eruption, Draco inhaled
over and over again as he felt himself empty into Neville¶s mouth. e took a moment to recuperate
and realized that his hand was covered in a similar substance to the substance that had just left his
body and entered Neville¶s mouth.
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Draco took a deep breath and laid his head down on the bed. Neville rested his head on Draco¶s leg,
before moving up and cuddling next to Draco. Draco put his arm around Neville, to hold him in a
close embrace. e kissed Neville.

µI think the sun is coming up. We should probably get back.¶ Neville instructed Draco.
hey both put on their own clothes without saying a word. Draco was rather dizzy. verything that
had transpired was still running through his mind.
Once their clothes were found and back on, Neville walked over to Draco, not to kiss him, but to hold
him in a close embrace. e had his head on Draco¶s shoulder which Draco put his head on top of.
µYou¶re amazing,¶ Draco whispered in Neville¶s ear.

Neville looked up astonished, is eyes wide, fixed on Draco. µNow that¶s more civil!¶ said Neville
with a laugh.
Neville led the way out of the oom of equirement and down the seventh floor corridor, their hands
once more entwined.

Indeed the sun was rising. It wouldn¶t be long before students were out of bed and heading down
towards the great hall for breakfast. Draco knew he wouldn¶t be able to get much sleep. e didn¶t
mind much.

hey crawled through the portrait hole at Gryffindor tower, Neville first, so Draco could once more
see his perfect view. hey continued through the mass of gold and scarlet and the fire which had now
burnt out and up the staircase which arry, on and Seamus had ascended hours earlier.
hey stopped outside the third door on the right and Neville turned to face Draco.

µ ntil tomorrow, r. alfoy?¶ Neville asked.

µ ntil tomorrow, r. Longbottom.¶ Draco reassured him.

hey entered the room where three other boys were asleep in their beds. Neville headed to his own
bed, which left one last bed, with a green and grey trunk belonging to Draco sitting in front of it.
hrough all of this night¶s adventures, Draco was very tired. e climbed into bed without bothering to
take any of his clothes off.
Before pulling back his fore-poster, he looked over towards Neville¶s bed. e had already fallen
asleep. e looked remarkably flushed, his chubby cheeks bright red and a small smile across his face
as he drift off into a deep sleep.
Draco pulled back his fore-poster and lay there for a moment, thinking before falling asleep.

his was going to be a 


month.