If our posting schedule seems irregular in the next week or so, it's because we're really busy listening to "Save Ginny Weasley" on repeat and blushing over novel-length Harry Potter fan fiction that involves...naughtiness:
Heavy breathing. Then a sigh. "Why would I stay, Potter? I'm sweaty, I'm filthy, and we have classes tomorrow."
"We could just... lie here for a while. I don't want to get up. I want..." ...to hold you.
"Well, you can do whatever you want. I'm going, though."
"No! Please, Mal... Draco, just stay here for a bit."
A sneer. "God, Potter, you sound pathetic." Something soft in his cool, grey eyes. "Fine, alright, I'm staying. But not the whole night."