Harry Potter and the Slytherin He Always Wanted
Harry looked around at everyone as they walked through the halls. They saw a board and went over to it, finding a note that said that Gryffindor Tower was destroyed and now they would be split into dorms with other houses. They found their name and grabbed the letter that contained their placement, heading to the great hall to find Ron. There he saw Ginny and Dean Thomas talking. They weren't holding hands, but Dean and Seamus were. Good, he's not the only one not hiding who he is.
Harry read the letter and looked around to see a very empty Slytherin table with a shocking sight: Draco Malfoy sitting there staring off into space with just a dead gaze. "Malfoy." They mumbled, looking at the letter and then at the blonde again. Harry decided to go over. "Hey."
Draco looked up and sighed. "Here to tell me I should be in Azkaban with my father? Go ahead. I've heard it a lot today."
"What? No. I just wanted to tell you we'll be rooming together this year." Harry handed over the letter and saw Draco's face change somewhat. It went from discomfort to a small smile.
"That's nice. I doubt you'll keep it very long though, no one wants to room with me. The two other people have requested a transfer already." Draco handed back the paper and Harry saw Ron's name and Dean's name. Great. He didn't care though. He sat down right next to Draco.
"Hi. I'm Harry Potter, I'm 18, and I use He/They/Red pronouns, the Red ones are recent. I am gay and definitely in love with someone I'm told I'm not supposed to be in love with." Red held out reds hand to Draco.
Draco snorted a bit. "I'm Draco Malfoy, also 18, and I use He/Him. I am very homosexual and in love with a certain someone."
"Is he cute?" Harry asked as Draco shook their hand.
"Oh very. But they don't know that I think they're stunning."
"I bet they do. All you have to do is ask them how they see you."
"Well then...Harry Potter...how do you see me?"
Harry reddened. "I...Fuck I should tell you straight up." Red thought for a moment. "I see you as a very misunderstood guy who was raised in a toxic household and is trying to come out of that state of thinking."
Draco smiled. "Good. Meet me at our dorm tonight."
"Well, I have to don't I? I live there."
Harry sat in the bed next to the one that was obviously Draco's. Red couldn't help but be anxious. Was Draco going to kiss red? Fuck...was he?
"I can hear your thoughts from the common room." Draco smiled and went over. "Now stop being nervous and come here." He held out his hand to Harry.
Harry smiled and got up, taking his hand. This felt unbelievable. It felt AMAZING! Red looked up into Draco's eyes and blushed as he leaned down. Harry leaned up and met him in the middle. The kiss lasted for what felt like ages. But Harry didn't care.
Draco's hands moved to Harry's sides and held red close. "Mmmm." He mumbled before he pulled away, Harry trying to chase his lips. "No no no, the chosen one needs to get a bath and then we can cuddle yeah?" Harry nodded and rushed through reds nightly routine.
Harry came back and found Draco's back...his legs...his ass. Fuck. "Um...Draco..."
Draco turned around and went over. "What's wrong love?" He smirked. "Dragon got your tongue?" Harry nodded and kissed Draco.
Draco looked at Harry from the bed and smiled. "Come on. Get back in bed it's warm." Harry turned and smiled.
"Love I'm just waiting."
"Waiting for the letter is going to make you cranky. Now come to bed. It's almost one in the morning. Please love?"
Red slowly walked over. "Fine." Harry laid down and cuddled up, kissing Draco's chest softly. "I love you."
"I love you too, Professor Potter."
"We don't know that yet don't jinx it." This made Draco laugh.
"Goodnight."