It was cold that night. Extremely cold, and Harry Potter did not know what he was doing that night. His mind was racing. All he knew was that his mind was set on going. What was Harry about to do? He was about to go meet Draco Malfoy. Yes, Draco Malfoy. The boy that all his friend's hated, and most of the Slytherin girls swooned over. Why? He was madly in love with the conceited, handsome 16 year old.

Harry tightened the scarf around his neck, trying to get warmer. He watched his breath form into small clouds and then disappear. He felt a pair of large arms come around and hold his waist. Harry looked back and saw Draco there, smirking at him.

"Glad to see you could make it, Potter," Draco whispered into Harry's hear. Harry felt his body shiver, not from the cold but from Draco's soft voice. Harry turned and embraced Draco, feeling the warmth from his body.

"Same to you, Draco. Why can't you just ever call me Harry?" Harry said nuzzling into Draco's warmth.

"It's because I've been calling you that ever since I met you," Draco replied pulling Harry closer to him.

"We shouldn't stay in the corridor like this. We'll get caught. I wouldn't exactly want anyone to know about this," Draco whispered once again into Harry's ear. Harry felt his heart melt again. He hated that Draco knew his weaknesses. Harry nodded slowly as they walked to the empty Astronomy tower.

They stood outside the door to the large tower, looking at eachother. Draco's gray eyes looking into Harry's green eyes, and Harry couldn't look away. Harry felt himself kiss Draco softly, but Draco never was one for the sweet stuff. Draco roughly pushed Harry up against the door, his hands wrapping around Harry's neck, kissing back. Harry let out a soft moan as Draco bit his bottom lip.

Draco's hand reached for the handle of the entrance door, and they walked into the small room, still kissing each other roughly. Harry pushed him off for a second.

"Let me breathe, will ya?" Harry said jokingly as he took a breath before pushing his lips to Draco's again. Draco once again pushed him against a wall. Draco started kissing along his cheek, moving to nibbling to his ears and kissing his neck.

Damn you Draco! You always get to me in the worst ways…Harry thought as his hands took off Draco's robe. Draco took off Harry's robe as well. Harry shuddered as Draco's hands went under Harry's shirt, trying to tug it off. Harry helped Draco pull off his shirt over his head.

"Let's head upstairs. Now, Potter," Draco demanded, as he grabbed Harry's hand pulling him up the steps to the tower. At the top of the staircase was another door. This time was Harry's turn. He roughly pushed Draco up against the door, taking off Draco's shirt and kissing at Draco's neck and moving down the sides of his body.

Then Harry felt them both falling. Harry heard gasps and shocked screams of "Bloody Hell!" Harry looked up confused, he was looking up at the Gryffindors, most of them. There were streamers and food set up. Oh no…that Quidditch party was tonight…