Lipstick

Draco had found the small plastic tube under his bed. Pansy had been bitching about the missing lipstick all week but she had already ordered a new one, so Draco decided to keep it. He slipped it into his pocket early in the morning making sure no one saw. Draco didn't have any clue why he had kept the lipstick. He told himself it was just curiosity. That's what he told himself as he walked into the bathroom. And again when he locked the door and removed the lipsticks cap. He sat the cap on the sink, and slowly twisted the lipstick up. A deep red slid out of the small capsule, perfectly shaped despite being used by Pansy often.

Again Draco told himself it was just curiosity that led the tube to his lips. He carefully spread the lipstick over his bottom lip, and watched mesmerized as the deep red stained his pale lips. He used a tissue to carefully correct his top lip, as it had just a little too much. He closed his lips opening them again and relaxing them into a pout. He liked the way the lipstick brightened the rest of his features, liked the way the lipstick made his lips look fuller and more vibrant. He heard commotion outside the door-most likely the 8th years coming back from lunch- and quickly used a tissue to clean up the lipstick. To hide the evidence he carefully tucked the stained napkins under some used towels, and quickly rushed out the door.

This continued for days, Draco would find some abandoned room or restroom and would try on the lipstick. He got quite good at it, and was able to swipe the red color onto his lips in one perfect movement. He loved the way it made him feel, but if anyone caught him, he would die. He was very careful making sure the door was locked. His guard slowly slipped and every once in a while he would leave to door open, simply not caring since it only took a few seconds to put on, and only a few more to wipe off.

Draco was in the locker rooms drying off from his shower. He had just finished a quidditch workout-a rather slow one at that-where he had only done a few warmups and some old practice drills that he had down to a science. He got dressed and looked around. After checking every stall and making sure there was no one in the locker room, he carefully pulled out the small black tube with gold lines swirling up the sides. He applied the lipstick checking it twice in the mirror. He smirked at himself, and then ruffled his hand through his hair to muse it. His hair fluffed from the shower, and drifted across his face. He was about to reapply the lipstick to make it bolder, when he spotted movement in the mirror. potter! It was Potter.

Potter gasped sharply, walking toward Draco. Heat flooded his face as he waited for Potter to make fun of him. Draco snatched his bag covering his mouth and making a run for the door.

"Wait Malfoy!" Potter yelled grabbing Draco's forearm. Draco turned keeping his hand over his mouth.

"Well go on get it over with." Draco mumbled removing his hand from his mouth and glaring at the ground. Shame washed over him in thick currents.

"N-no I don't want to make fun of you-you look." Harry looked him up and down, and turned a shade of red that was only just lighter than Draco's lips.

"I look?" Draco asked. He kept waiting for Potter to flee but he never did. Instead Harry backed up.

"Uh-"

"Do you like my lipstick Potter?" Draco asked advancing.

Harry stood frozen in place unable to speak as he stared at Draco's lips. He noticed the way the bright color stood out from Draco's pale features.

"Do you like me in lipstick Potter?" Draco asked moving closer, so close that they were only a few inches away.

Draco leaned in, planting his lips to Harry's cheek firmly. The lipstick left a perfect mark on his face. Harry darted out the door, his heart explosive in his chest. Harry stopped, hunching against a wall and holding his chest.

"Harry! I thought you were practicing quidditch!" Hermione hollered across the hall.

"Clearly he's been doing something far more interesting." Ron laughed. "So who's the lucky dame?"

"Uh. Um I-wasn't expecting it." Harry mumbled.

"Oh. Fan girls are the worst." Ron said sitting next to Harry.

"Damn. She certainly left a mark." Seamus laughed pointing to Harry's cheek. Harry lifted his hand, touching the oily paint. He quickly cast a concealment spell on the mark, so no one could see it.

All through the day Harry reached up to his cheek, touching the seemingly empty spot and rubbing the red tinted coat of lipstick.

After his classes he rushed to the bathroom, locking the doors and taking the spell off the mark. As he suspected the stain was smeared to the point of being just a faint pink coloring on his cheek. It pained him to wipe the mark off, and he thought about the kiss over and over again in his head. He wished with all his heart that it had been his lips that Draco kissed.

He decided to make a move and checked his marauders map to see where Draco was. He was walking across the courtyard with Pansy and Blaise.Harry quickly darted out of the room,speed walking down the halls to the courtyard. When he arrived Draco Pansy and Blaise were walking his way.

"Ugh what do you want Potter?" Blaise mumbled.

"Yeah don't you have someone else to harass?" Pansy growled.

"Uh-no I'm not here-uh Draco-"

"Well are you going to finish the sentence or are we playing a game where we have to?" Draco says grinning and raising a brow a Harry.

Harry wanted to be subtle but couldn't and instead blurted, "yes."

"Yes?" Malfoy asked confused.

"Yes-Yes to both of the questions you asked me in the locker room." He said quietly.

"Oh." He said hiding a pleased smile. "Go on without me, I need to talk to Potter." Draco said nudging Pansy and Blaise away.

"Are you sure? Has he got you tied up in some scandal?" Pansy growled glaring at Harry.

"No, no nothing like that". Draco said smirking.

Pansy and blaise watched them until they were out of sight. Once they were gone Draco grabbed Harry pulling him into the nearest classroom and locking the door.

For a minute they stood there, both blushing. Draco decided to fill the silence.

"So-"

"Will you put it on?" Harry blurted out.

"The lipstick?" Draco asked. Harry only nodded edging forward. Draco nodded slipping his hand into his pocket and pulling out two things. Once was the black and gold lipstick tube, and the other was a crisp silver compact. He gently nudged open the lipstick tube, and absent Mindedly handed the cap to Harry.

"Hold this." Draco said pressing the cap into Harry's hand. He opened the compact tilting his head sideways so it wouldn't block Harry's view. Draco twisted the lipstick up out of the tube and carefully began applying it.

"Slower." Harry mumbled, mesmerized. Draco grinned and slowed down his hand movement, letting the stick slowly slide across his bottom lip. Harry loved watching Draco's pale lip turn bright red. Draco carefully added some lipstick to his top lip and then rubbed them together relaxing them into a pout.

He closed the compact and the lipstick, slipping them both back to their place in his pocket.

Draco slowly moved towards Harry, walking him back into a wall.

"Do you want me to kiss you again?" Draco asked. Harry only nodded, breathless. Draco clasped Harry's shirt collar in his hands pulling him close. "maybe I'll kiss you here?" Draco mumbled pressing his lips to Harry's collar.

"Maybe here?" Draco said kissing harrys neck.

"Malfoy." Harry said.

"Perhaps I'll kiss you here again." Draco said pressing his lips to the same spot on Harry's cheek.

"Malfoy." Harry hissed.

"Or maybe here?" Draco said with a smirk kissing Harry's jaw.

"Malfoy." Harry growled not sure if he could deal with much more of Draco's teasing.

"Or maybe here?" Draco said kissing right beside Harry's mouth.

"Draco." Harry moaned. Draco dove on Harry firmly pressing his lips to Harry's. The kiss was full of longing and passion, and Harry found that he had craved this for a while. Harry's arms wrapped around Draco, kissing him warmly. Draco's hot breath flooded his mouth, and he clenched his muscles. Their lips didn't tire for a while, and they kissed relentlessly.

"It's getting late. Pansy will worry." Draco said disappointed.

Malfoy carefully cleaned off his lips tossing the tissue out and handing one to Harry.

"I think I'll keep them." Harry said with a grin. Draco nodded.

"Leave five minutes after me?" Draco asked. Harry nodded and they shared another gentle kiss.

"Could we meet again later?" Harry asked. Draco grinned.

"Tomorrow? Four maybe?" Draco asked. Harry nodded touching Draco's hand before he left.

Fin.