Harry was walking towards the Slytherin table looking for Draco, the platinum blond haired boy should have been easy to find in the great hall but Draco was not there.
Harry frowned as he did not see his boyfriend. “Potter!” Someone called, Harry whipped his head around to see Draco coming straight for him.
“Merry Christmas,” He said wrapping an arm around Harry. Draco and Harry heard growing from above them along with a slight jingle, looking up they saw mistletoe hanging over them.
The white berries gleaming in the candle light. “What a turn of events,” Draco chuckled looking away from the mistletoe at towards Harry. Draco placed a hand upon Harry’s cheek turning his head away from the mistletoe.
“You know what people are supposed to do when they are under the mistletoe,” he muttered drawing his head closer towards Harry. Harry gulped feeling Draco’s hot breath on his skin.
“Yeah,” Harry said softly, he leaned in for a kiss. This surprised Draco but the feeling was not unwelcome, it was more craved than anything.
Draco leaned into deepen the kiss. They were kissing under the arch way of the great hall entrance. No one was coming in or out of the great hall so the couple kissed heavily and deeply.
Slowly tongue started to trickle into their kiss, as they began to grasp at each others hair pulling at it as they did.
As they kissed, they lessened the amount of touching they were doing before. They tuned the kiss down to softer kissing more like pecking that was soft and tender.
“Ahem,” A high pitch voice croaked up from the stairwell next to the great hall entrance. The two boys pulled apart quickly trying to compose themselves.
Brushing off their coats to look presentable for the person who had interrupted them. They looked towards the stairs to see Dolores Umbridge, there eyes were instantly blinded by pink as her entire outfit was different shades of pink.
Harry spoke up, “You said that Boys and Girls were not allowed to be within eight inches of one and other, I’m not a girl I’m a boy, and Draco is not a girl he’s a boy,” Harry explained smartly sticking up for himself and his boyfriend.
“That means we are not breaking any of your stupid rules.” He snapped grabbing onto Draco’s hand. Draco smirked, his eyes trained on Harry as he spoke in such a smart manner.
“Yes, I can very much see that.” Umbridge said, her high pitched voice making Harry and Draco’s want to block their ears like they had done with the sprouts.
“My office, now Potter.” She spoke sweetly, even though her voice was laced with venom and hatred. Umbridge then walked away towards her office. Harry went to follow after her, he wanted to take Umbridge down once and for all.
“Harry,” Draco grabbed onto Harry’s hand. “Don’t go, she’s going to,”
“I know what she’s going to have me do.” Harry said cutting Draco off. “She’s just so, ugh, she can’t get away with things anymore.”
Harry grumbled angrily, Draco pulled Harry into a hug kissing his hand that had the words ‘I must not tell lies’ written on it. Draco softly kissed those letters. “I don’t want your skin to have more writing on it then it already does.” Draco mumbled against Harry’s skin.
“I’ll have to do them anyways.” Harry grumbled pulling his hand away from Draco. “Then I’m coming with you.” Draco stated following Harry like a lap dog towards Umbridge’s office.
Reaching the dark arts room, Harry walked slowly towards the office, Draco following close behind. Climbing up the steps to the office was excruciating painful as Draco wanted to pull hair down the steps and make a run for it.
Harry knocked on the door.
“Come in,” a shrill voice said from inside the office. Harry pushed the door opened revealing pink walls and dishes covering them with moving cats innit.
“Ah, good you brought Malfoy as well.” She smiled pulling out another blood ink pen from her desk drawer. “Sit down,” she commanded her voice giving the sound of someone happy but really it was menacing.
Draco and Harry sat down next to each other, before the could put their butts to the chair, Umbridge had spoken to them. “Not together you-“ she stopped herself before she could call them anything.
“One of you sits there, the other sits over here.” She motioned to a different chair on the other side of her desk. Harry made the move, he walked over to the other seat and sat down.
Harry looked at Draco after sitting down to find the blond already staring at him.
“I want you to both write ‘I will not kiss another boy ever.’ As many times as it takes to get it through your heads that it is wrong to kiss someone if the same gender.” She spoke with such udder shame.
Harry wanted to speak up but the look Umbridge gave him shut him up, he would take this up with Dumbledoor when he got back. Harry heard scribbling on a piece of paper to see Draco quickly writing down what she had told them.
Harry could see part of Draco’s hand becoming red from writing with the blood pen. Harry tried to reach over the long table to grab Draco’s hand to assure him that everything was going to be ok but he could not reach.
“Mr. Potter, I haven’t heard you start writing yet.” Umbridge enquired facing away from the two boys. Harry then started writing down the sentence he had been told to write.
Harry kept opening and closing his hand as to numb the pain he felt while writing.
Draco had stopped writing before Harry had started, blood trickling down his hand as the words etched into his skin. Draco watched Harry feeling sorry he got him into this mess in the first place.
Harry put down the blood pen and rose to a standing position. “We’re leaving to go to the infirmary.” Harry stated harshly, grabbing Draco’s bleeding hand with his and pulling him out of the pink office before Umbridge could argue.
Harry stormed to the infirmary angrily, dragging Draco along with him. “Harry,” Draco spoke bringing Harry’s bloody hand to his mouth, licking up the blood that spilled out of Harry.
Draco kissed the bloody words, blood coating his lips like lipstick. “Calm down,” he said finishing kissing Harry’s bloody wound. “How can I be calm after what she just-“ Harry had rumbled on but was stopped by Draco’s blood covered lips meeting his.
Harry was shocked but gladly melted into the kiss. Blood started to paint across Harry’s mouth. “Draco, we just got caught it could happen again.” Harry mumbled into the kiss, but did not pull away from it.
The two only pulled away when they were running out of air to breath. “Draco, your hand.” Harry brought Draco’s hand up to his mouth, kissing his hand to make it feel better. Harry’s already blood stained lips became redder as he kissed the blood on Draco’s hand.
Harry and Draco both had cleaned each others wounds, now the words were etched on each others skin. “Matching tattoos,” Harry shrugged chuckling as he did so. “Matching scares.” Draco laughed kissing Harry’s scare.
Harry smiled, dragging Draco towards the infirmary to patch their hands up so they wouldn’t bleed on everything. Once they reached the infirmary Madame Pomfrey had stared at the two boys.
“What’s wrong with you two, no one needs to know what you two did.” She grumbled, she was definitely getting too old for this.
“Wha- we just came here to patch up our hands.” Harry admitted, he looked at Draco. Draco the blushed as he saw the blood covering Harry’s lips.
Draco whipped the blood off of Harry’s lips then off of his own. “The blood from our hands,” Draco whispered into Harry’s ear. Harry started to blush along side Draco who was already blushing.
“Umbridge again.” Madame Pomfrey said looking at Harry. “Yes, both of use were caught kissing under the mistletoe.” Harry explained as he sat down on one of the white beds.
Harry held out his hand for Madame Pomfrey to wrap. Draco still stood blushing profusely, not moving from his spot. “Well, i think you broke him.” Madame Pomfrey finished wrapping Harry’s hand and looked over to Draco. “Come here and get your hand wrapped.” Harry said to Draco. Draco listened walking over to Madame Pomfrey and sitting down next to Harry.
Madame Pomfrey wrapped Draco’s hand. “You two should be a lot more careful while doing things like that outside of your dorms.” Madame Pomfrey finished wrapping Draco’s hand. “Head back to the dorm, I’m writing you two up with one days bed rest, to heal both your hands. Don’t do anything to harsh.”
Madame Pomfrey said raising an eyebrow. It was Harry’s turn to blush. “Go on,” Madame Pomfrey said, “spend your Christmas together.” She said shooing the two boys out of the infirmary.
Draco grabbed Harry’s hand pulling him towards the Slytherin common room.