Word Count: ~425
Rating: PG-13 this part, NC-17 overall
Warnings: professor/student, referenced sex
Challenge: hp_may_madness 2016 Day #30: Paradise, rum, hibiscus
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.
Platform 9 ¾ was packed. Of course, it was the end of the school year, so Draco wasn't surprised. At the far end of the platform, well away from the rest of the cheerful masses, Draco could see his parents standing stiff and proud, waiting for him. He braced himself and began to walk towards them.
His heart fluttered at the sound of Charlie calling his name, and he stopped to wait for him to weave his way through the crowd. Draco hadn't seen Charlie since last night, when he'd snuck into Charlie's quarters one final time. They'd made love face to face, Draco's legs wrapped around Charlie's hips as Charlie pumped into him slow and deep. The memory of it made Draco's blood rush south.
"I thought we were avoiding a big goodbye scene," Draco murmured when Charlie was close enough to hear his lowered tone.
Charlie just grinned. "Don't worry, I'm not going to sweep you up into a dramatic kiss and declaring my undying love for you. Not yet, anyway." Draco's stomach swooped, and Charlie winked. "No, I'm here to ask you out on a date."
"Well, more of a weekend getaway, really. Don't you remember? I'm going to whisk you away somewhere tropical and warm. We'll drink hibiscus juice and rum and spend our days on the beach and our nights in bed."
"Sounds like paradise."
"It will be, but first you have to say yes."
Draco desperately wanted to reach out and grab Charlie's hand, but considering he hadn't been out of school yet for longer than an hour, he thought it would probably be best to restrain himself. He settled instead for sending Charlie a heated glance. Charlie swallowed loudly.
"Yes, Charlie, I would love to go away with you for the weekend and drink fruity drinks and have lots and lots of filthy sex."
"Fuck," Charlie growled, "I really, really want to kiss you right now."
Draco laughed, and he wasn't even bothered when several nearby families turned to look at him disapprovingly. "Save it for our weekend getaway."
Draco's eyes flicked over to his parents, his body sagging at their impatient glances. "I've got to…" He gestured towards his frowning mother and father.
"Yes, right, of course. I'll owl you?" Charlie asked, almost hesitantly, as if he wasn't sure that would be allowed.
Draco gave him his sunniest smile, pouring every last ounce of joy and gratitude and emotion into the curve of his lips.
"I look forward to it."