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“Finallydecidedtogracemewithyourpresence,Isee,”Malfoysaidbehindhim,andHarryjumpedsohardheslippedoffthesofa.Malfoysneeredathim.“I’msobloodyhonoured.”

Harrystaredathim.Malfoyhadputsomeclothesonbynow,andwaswearingapairofdeliciouslysoftlookingfadedjeansandanuntuckedwhiteshirtrolledtotheelbows.Hestaredattheplacewheretwooftheshirtbuttonswereundone,showingahintofskinandthewayMalfoy’sthroatmovedasheswallowed.

“Gotnothingtosay?”

MalfoystareddownatHarry,hisgreyeyescold.Andalittlebithurt,Harrywassurprisedtonotice.WhathadHermionesaid?Trynottoacttoosuspicious.Rightthen.Harryclearedhisthroat.

“Er,sorry.Itwasworkstuff,somethingimportantthatIforgottotellHermioneabout.I’mbacknowthough.Er,obviously.”

Malfoysnorteddelicatelyandturnedaway.“Bloodyfigures,”hemumbled,walkingoffinthedirectionofwhatHarryassumedtobethekitchen.

Harryfollowed,wrackinghisbraintocomeupwithawaytofixthis.WhoeverthisHarrywas,hehadclearlynotbeenexpectedtogoapparatingofftohisfriendsthismorning,andHarryneededtofixthisbeforeanyonenoticedhewasn’tactingintherightway.“Ireallyamsorry,”hesaid,roundingthecornerintothekitchenandfindingMalfoyfacingawayfromhim,fiddlingwiththekettle.“Butitwasurgent,anditwasaboutwork.”SurelythisHarryworkedtoo,right?Harry’seyeswidenedslightly.Whatifhewasastayathomedad?

MalfoysighedandturnedaroundtofaceHarry,leaningbackagainstthecounter.“No,I’msorry.Youtoldmewhereyouweregoing,andyouweregonelessthanhalfanhour,it’snotabigdeal,really.”

“Yeahbut,Iupsetyou,”Harrysaidhesitantly,notbelievinganapologywasreallyallittook.TheMalfoyheknewwouldbespittingmadatanyperceivedslightagainsthim.

Malfoysmiled.“Iwasjustreallylookingforwardtospendingthewholedaywithyou,that’sall.”Thekettlewhistledandheturnedaroundtobeginmakingtwocupsoftea.“Workhasbeenbusyforbothofusrecently,andwithLissawaitingforuswhenwegethomeeverynight,itjustfeelslikeit’sbeenforeversincewe’vehadanentiredaytoourselves,youknow?”

HarrynoddedandacceptedtheteaMalfoyheldoutforhim.Hesippedatitinlieuofreplying,andmoanedaloudatthetasteofit.“Mmm,thisisperfect,”hesaidunthinkingly.

Malfoysnorted.“Whenisitnot?”HerakedhisgazeoverHarryashedranksomeofhisowntea.“Wedon’thavetobeoverattheWeasleysforafewmorehours.Anyideahowyouwanttospendthetime?”

Harrywenthotalloveratthethoughtsthatinspired,hisbrainflashingimagesfromearlierinthemorning;sweaty,close,nakedimages.HecasthismindaroundforaninnocuousactivitytheycoulddotogetherwithoutHarryraisingtoomanysuspicions.“Thetelly,”heburstoutquickly,watchingasMalfoyraisedhiseyebrows.“Wecoulder,watchafilm?”

Malfoynoddedslowly.“Anafternoononthesofa.HowcouldIsayno?”

Halfanhourlater,andHarrywasbeginningtoregrethisoffer.Hesatononeendofthesofa,Malfoy’sheadinhislapandhishandwrappedaroundHarry’sthigh.ThemovieMalfoyhadpickedwassetinspace,agenreHarryusuallyloved,buthecouldn’tconcentrateonasinglethinghappeningonthescreen.Malfoyhaddrawnthecurtainsandleftthelightsoff,andtheroomwasdarkandintimate,andhecouldfeelMalfoy’severyexhale,hotanddampagainsthisthigh.HishairwassoftandsmoothbetweenHarry’sfingers,anditwasonlywhenherealisedhe’dbeenrubbingatMalfoy’sscalpthatheyankedhishandaway.

“Why’dyoustop?”MalfoypoutedupathimandgrabbedHarry’swrist,forcinghishandbacktohishead.Harrytentativelymovedhisfingersagain,andMalfoyarchedhisheadintoitlikeacat,acontentedhummingsoundrumblingdeepinhisthroat.ItstartledalaughoutofHarry;itwasjustsolikehisMalfoy.

“Don’tlaughatme,”Malfoysaid,turningawayfromthetellyandlookingupatHarry.HisfacewasnowabittooclosetoapartofHarrythatsuddenlyseemedratherinterestedinthenewposition.Harryheldhisbreathandwilledhiserectionaway.MalfoysmirkedandedgedhisfaceclosertothetelltalebulgeinHarry’sjeans.“Whataperfectwaytospendouranniversary.”

“Anniversaryofwhat,exactly?”Harrytriedtokeephistonelight,teasingratherthanclueless.DespitewhatHermionehadsaidabouthimfiguringstuffoutonhisown,Harryneededtoknowsomedetailsifhehadanychanceofnotcockingup.

“Forgottenalready?”Malfoymurmured,teasingtheedgeofHarry’sflywithhisteeth.Harrysuckedinasharpbreath.