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“Well, well, well. We meet again, little Harry Potter.” A platinum blonde haired boy sneered as he walked into the carriage Harry had to himself.
“I assure you, nothing about me is small.” He said, raising an eyebrow.
“I’d have to ask your mudblood girlfriend that.” He said.
“You better change that sentence to Ron’s girlfriend, and don’t call her mudblood.” Harry said, standing. Over the summer he had grown a few inches and now was taller than the other male.
“Where are they anyway?” He asked.
“Put it this way, I wouldn’t go to the bathroom for a while.” Harry answered.
“There’s surely not enough space in there for-” He said, trailing when Harry nodded his head.
“They’ve been in there for at least half an hour.”
“Too much information.”
All of a sudden the train jerked to a halt and Harry found himself lying on the carriage floor, on top of the pure blood boy, in quite a compromising situation, finding it hard to breathe in enough oxygen.
Then Harry did something quite unexpected, he kissed him, a sweet kiss, nothing more that a light brushing of lips, but it made them both tingle, electricity running down their spines.
“I think you better get off me.” He said, finally breaking the silence.
“Yeah.” Harry said, getting to his feet and extending a hand, which the other boy took thankfully as he pulled him to his feet, leaving their faces rather close.
This time it was the shorter boy who kissed Harry, deepening the kiss, until Harry’s tongue took refuge in his mouth, exploring ever space available.
Both pulled apart when the need for oxygen became too great.
“We tell no-one about this.” The blonde said, turning his back to Harry.
“I guess I was wrong when I thought you’d changed.” Harry said, causing the other boy to stop in his tracks.
“I’ve just admitted to my arch-enemy that I’m gay and you don’t think I’ve changed? Give me a break Potter.”
“I’ve just admitted the same thing to you, do you think I’ve changed?” Harry asked, grabbing the blonde boy’s hand.
“No. You’re still as cocky and arrogant as you’ve always been.”
“Give it a rest.” Harry sighed, dropping the hand.
“I’ll see you around.” The blonde said, as he exited the carriage, pushing past Hermione and Ron.