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Potter’s lips parted and he let out a shaky breath. His gaze was intense. Too intense. And yet, Draco couldn’t look away. Heat was coiling in the pit of his stomach, making him squirm. It only got worse when Potter pressed his shoulder more firmly against Draco’s. Oh no. They were drunk. Surely, Potter had no idea what he was doing. If he did, he wouldn’t be sitting this close to Draco, staring —Salazar’s balls! —staring at his mouth. All that talk about having sex with Wood had probably turned him on enough to shut down his brain. Draco needed to think of something. Now.

“Um, how many people have you been with?” he asked quickly, leaning away.

“A few,” Potter said, evasively. “What about you?”

Fuck. What now?

“I—I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“Oh Merlin, that many?” Potter quipped. “Come on, it can’t be worse than me having a threesome with Oliver and Ginny.”

“What?” Draco’s jaw dropped open. “You seriously had a threesome with two exes? That doesn’t sound healthy.”

Potter shrugged. “It wasn’t as spectacular as one might think. But they’re together now, so I guess something good came out of it.”

“Weasley and Wood?” He had heard rumours about that.

“Come on, now you tell me about the wildest thing you’ve done.” Potter gave him an expectant look.

“Um…” Making coffee this morning? Sleeping naked? Constantly wanking to the thought of tousled black hair and forest green eyes?

“You…” Potter furrowed his brows. “You aren’t—”

Oh no.

“Draco,” he said, straightening up. “You’ve had sex before, right?”

Oh, bugger. Draco wordlessly summoned the firewhiskey and avoided Potter’s gaze as he poured it into his glass.

“Oh.”

Yes. Oh.

“Is it because you’re a pure-blood?”

Draco cringed. As much as he had tried to detach himself from the many things his father had taught him, there were still a few he had found himself unable to ignore.

It might have seemed archaic, but it was the only thing Draco knew. Besides, there was a difference between hating Muggles and upholding reasonable traditions. Well, okay, maybe not that reasonable. But still.