Harry waited, every muscle in his body taut, until Malfoy’s breathing slowed and deepened, indicating that the blond had fallen asleep. Then, he rolled slowly onto his stomach, rubbed himself against the mattress, once, twice… three times, and flooded his boxers with liquid heat.


our Harry... the three pump chump. tsk tsk!

;wink;

and awwww... your Harry is so sweet.

“You were great out there today, you know,” “You should’ve been the one to make the team.”

:HUGZ MY 3-PUMP CHUMP:

great fic.

there were two other "Harry goes to the equivelent of wizarding university" stories i was reading... i've given up on them both since i have the best right here! can't wait for the next update... i expect it tomorrow 9am PRONTO!