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Harry tried to hold in a laugh at that, and failed.

Malfoy looked over at him, then pointedly looked back out of the window. 

Once they had left the center of London, he looked back. “What?”

“What?” Harry had actually gotten rather absorbed in a long chapter about the Chudley Cannons match that had the most audience and player injuries of any quidditch match in history. 

Malfoy rolled his eyes. “What was so funny?”

“Er… when?”

“Merlin, Potter. When you laughed.”

“Oh.” Harry tried to keep his expression neutral. “Just… the way you said ‘students’. It was rather the way most people would say ‘raccoons who have broken into my attic.’’

“Why would someone be talking about raccoons that have broken into their attic? Surely they wouldn’t let them stay?”

“No, but—“

“Most people would call someone to remove them immediately, Potter, and then never speak of it again.”

“…Right.”

Then Harry shoved Malfoy against the wall. 

Malfoy smirked.

Harry leaned towards him, and let his breath ghost over Malfoy’s neck. “God. you’re… so fucking insolent.” he murmured.

“Wow, Potter.” Malfoy inhaled sharply as Harry began to press wet kisses along the length of his neck. “That’s a four-galleon word. Where’d you learn that? Did you take a correspondence corse over the summer?”

“Yeah,” Harry murmured, as he started to tug Malfoy’s robes off of his shoulders. “Must have. I’m far too lowbrow of a person to know big words, aren’t I?”

“Exactly,” Malfoy said breathily, angling his neck so that it was easier for Harry to reach. “Now you’re— now you’re getting it, Potter.”

Harry growled, and quickly found Malfoy’s wrists and pinned them against the wall on either side of him. Malfoy gave a broken-off gasp. 

“You really—“ Harry kissed his way up Malfoy’s jawline. “Are. So fucking insolent, Malfoy. I can’t stand it.”

Malfoy laughed shakily, and gave another little gasp. “I’m not insolent, Potter. You’re just not better than me, and I’m not going to pretend like you are.”

Harry bit down on Malfoy’s neck, and Malfoy arched slightly into him and made a rather desperate noise. Harry bit down harder. 

“So” he huffed. “you only show basic decency to people who are better than you?”

“No,” Malfoy replied. His eyes were closed, and his head was tilted back into the wall, his body relaxed into the bricks. “I show it to people who deserve it.” He opened his eyes and glared at Harry. “Would you hurry up and take your clothes off? Really, Potter. I’m not getting any younger.”