-Warning this chapter may have smut in it- 

"I need to talk to you" Draco said, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the room. He pinned me to the wall, his grip tightening on my wrist. I hate to admit it but I kind of liked what Draco was doing but I felt all of the blood rush down below. 

"th-this isn't talking, Draco" 

"I'm getting to that, Harry. What were you three doing? Why are you following me?" I didn't want to tell him why we were. He obviously was getting angrier that I wasn't answering and suddenly I felt like something was.. I guess grinding against me. I groaned quietly, turning bright red after that sound had escaped my lips. 

"D-Draco. . ." he had a small smirk on his face. Doing it again but harder, extracting a louder noise. The smirk grew on his face. 

"I didn't know you were this quiet. I hope that changes" 

"wha-" suddenly he kissed me. I kissed back immediately though, I liked the feeling of his lips on mine but it was something I could never get used to.  His grip suddenly loosened, I kind of liked him holding onto my wrist like that.  "Draco. . . I-.. I kind of liked that" 

"liked what, Harry?" he said in a cocky tone. He knew he was in control, I loved it. 

"You know what" 

"the grinding? or me pinning you to this wall?"

". . .both" I whispered quietly. 

"what was that Harry? I didn't hear you" he gently kneaded the slowly growing bulge however it looked like I had a tent in my pants. I moaned quietly in his ear, I may not have experience but this would be counted as teasing, right? He visibly shutterd. Smirking to myself, I felt like the tables were turning. 

"Harry. . . You are a bottom, right?" I nodded slowly, he smiled a nodded, saying a quiet good and kissed me again.