DanselInWonderland

Draco sat down in his favourite spot in the library. He didn't really know why he was there. Moments later, Potter walked in. Draco cursed under his breath. They'd avoided each other since the patronus incident. Potter sat down next to Draco. He made to move away but Potter stopped him. "I need to talk to you," Potter said. His voice was smooth and his eyes appeared to glow brightly behind his glasses. Draco didn't tell him to go. He sat there, waiting. "Why are you scared of me dying?" he asked. Draco's stomach fluttered uncomfortably. "I have no idea," he replied. "I think you do." Potter reached over and rested a hand on Draco's cheek. Dra

John’s stomach flipped over when he saw the trenchcoat. His legs went wobbly when he saw the hair. His breath came in shuddering gasps when the eyes fixed on him. "Hello, John." Sherlock’s mouth quirked up in a smile. John stumbled to his feet, knocking over the chair in his hurry to get to the man he had missed so much. He caught Sherlock by the lapels and shoved him against the wall with all his strength. He just had enough time to see Sherlock’s defeated expression before he smashed his mouth to Sherlock’s. He kissed him brutally, his hands quickly running all over Sherlock’s body, re-familiarizing him and ch