Title: Flatmates: When in Doubt, Fake it (Part 3/?)
Author: sdk
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione (eventually Harry/Draco/Ron/Hermione)
Rating: R (This part only.)
Length/Word Count: 454 words for this part.
Warnings/Content: Implied Sex
Summary: Gryffindors always know how to bring out Draco's competitive streak.
Notes: Written for adventdrabbles and dedicated to the lovely torino10154 who requested some Harry/Draco/Ron/Hermione an embarrassingly long time ago. Happy Christmas, bb! <3
This will be a series of 7-10 ficlets that will eventually have a christmas theme, promise! Unbeta'd, so please forgive and/or point out any mistakes/errors you find!
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.

Link to Part 1: Flatmates: Prologue

Link to Part 2: Flatmates: Breakfast


Flatmates: When in Doubt, Fake it

Draco pressed himself flat against the adjoining wall. He could hear murmurs, a low chuckle, and then-

Oh yes, Ron. Now touch me here--not so hard yet-

"There she goes…" Draco murmured. Granger was just rubbing it in now, he was sure. Ever since Harry had taken her side at breakfast a few weekends prior, she and Weasley were always having sex while Draco was at the house, without privacy charms--but that was a given. True, right at that moment, he might not be able to hear them so clearly if his ear wasn't against the wall, but it was the principle of the matter. And she was sure to get louder as soon as the Weasel really hit his stride.

Thankfully her moans drowned out whatever caveman-like grunts he was likely to make. Draco was sure that would put him off sex for good. Though, he did suppose reducing a man to incoherency was quite a powerful experience; it was definitely sexy when Harry was too overcome to speak and could only groan and hiss and moan nonsensical words. Draco was aroused merely thinking about it.

Harry wasn't around to do anything about that, unfortunately. He was taking the longest shower known to the history of wizard while Draco was forced to listen to his flatmates have sex, trying to ignore his growing erection, because there was no way he could wank--that would be too disturbing.

Granger let out a delighted squeal and Draco hit the wall in frustration. He should be the one having fantastically loud sex right then, not those two sods.

What was that? Draco barely heard Weasley's voice. He pressed his ear against the wall again.

What was what?

That bang--you don't suppose Harry and Malfoy are fighting, do you? Weasley sounded entirely too gleeful at the prospect and Draco glared at the wall. Wanker.

More likely it's just a bit of rough sex. Granger sighed and Draco furrowed his brow. Maybe it was due to the wall muffling her voice, but she almost seemed wistful. Ignore them.

Draco bristled. He would certainly not be ignored!

He drew back and hit the wall again, then followed it up with a low guttural moan aimed directly where he imagined Weasley and Granger were spread out over their bed. He ignored the needy throb that went through his cock at the thought. If only Harry were actually there...



Link to Part 4: Flatmates: Caught







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