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Bukan Jagoan Lorong👊🏻
Bukan Jagoan Lorong👊🏻
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menunggu yang tidak pasti dii😂
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Draco: “Funny, all these years I called you boring.” Harry: “And tonight?” Draco: “You’re the most interesting thing in the room.” Harry laughs softly, the kind that trembles at the edge of nervousness. The music hums low around them, gold light spilling from chandeliers, the taste of champagne still on his tongue. He looks up, glasses slightly crooked, cheeks flushed from warmth and something else entirely. Harry: “You’re drunk.” Draco: “Hardly. You just look better than I remembered.” Draco’s voice drops lower, almost drowned by the crowd, but it reaches Harry like a spark. His hand brushes against Harry’s sleeve, light, testing. The touch lingers. Harry: “You used to hate me.” Draco: “I still might. Just not tonight.” They stand too close now. The air between them hums like static. Draco’s cologne and the faint scent of mint mix in the space they share. Harry’s heart beats fast, and for once Draco doesn’t mock him for it. Harry: “This is a bad idea.” Draco: “Then stop me.” Harry doesn’t. Draco’s fingers slide to the back of his neck, guiding him gently, almost hesitantly, as if asking permission without words. Harry’s breath catches then the world narrows to that single moment, to the way Draco’s forehead touches his. Draco: “You drive me insane, Potter.” Harry: “You started it.” And maybe it’s the music, or the late hour, or years of something unsaid between them. But Draco leans in. Their lips meet, brief and burning, the kind of kiss that feels like a dare neither of them plans to lose. When they finally part, Draco’s voice is rough against his ear. Draco: “My room’s upstairs.” Harry: “You’re unbelievable.” Draco: “You’ve no idea.” Harry hesitates only long enough to see that smirk soften into something real. Then he follows. The door closes behind them, and the noise of the party fades, leaving only the sound of quiet laughter, and the unspoken promise of a night that changes everything. #dracomalfoy #harrypotter #dmhp #drarry
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