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"Yeah just like your filthy mudblood mother!" these slanderous words rebounded off the walls of the dark and empty corridor to their victim, piercing his ears.
"That is the last of it Malfoy!"
Harry and Draco charged at each other from each of their respective ends of the corridor. Walking briskly-almost jogging- coming closer, and closer, sizing each other up as they went.
Finally they were face to face, only about a foot apart. Panting, breathing hard, sucking up as much air as they could. Neither daring to make the first move.
Suddenly, they both snapped!
They went at it like it was nobodies business.
Their lips collided at bruising force; mouths opening, trying to suck each other in. Both of their tongues darting back and forth, in and out, fighting for dominance.
Harry grabbed onto to Draco's robe like he want to tear it off.
Draco latched onto Harry's hips and pulled him closer, close as he possibly could.
They were essentially animalistic in their movements, n