The relationship between the Gryffindors and Slytherins had changed dramatically over the past few years. So it wasn't weird to find the Slytherins in the common room of the Gryffindors, or the other way around. Just like any other day, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco were sitting around the fire in the common room. They were talking about Harry's stay with the Dudleys, when all of a sudden Harry got the hiccups.

"So th*hic*is onetime whe*hic*n Do*hic*bby let *hic* a cake f*hic*all on top o*hic*f…" Harry started. "Oh for merlin's sake, Potter, stop the hiccups!" Draco said annoyed. "I c*hic*an't." Harry replied.

"Well hold your breath or something?" "I can't h*hic*old my *hic*breath so lon*hic*g." Harry said.

"Can't we scare him?" Draco tried again. "Even Voldemort won't stop his hiccups." Hermione stated.

"I*hic* am sor*hic*ry." Harry between hiccups. "Oh, for god's sake." Draco said before roughly pressing his lips to Harry's. Harry's eyes widened, but he didn't pull away, no, he started kissing back. And within seconds their tongues were battling for dominance.

So from that moment on, every time Harry had the hiccups, Draco came to the rescue. "I'm really starting to think they just like to kiss." Ron said while Hermione face palmed and muttered something like: "you're such an idiot."