It was a dull afternoon. Rain clouds were gathering in the distance, and a deadly silence had fallen over the castle. Though, a hot fire was burning in the fireplace, heating the dormitory.
A black haired teenage boy, with round glases was laying on his bed, looking at a peculiar old map, it had been in his possession for nearly three years now. The boy had been studying it a lot lately, especially after Dumbledore's death.
He'd locked himself in the domitory, and had not spoken to anyone for two days now. It wasn't as if Ron and Hermione hadn't tried to, but he'd just ignored their banging on the door.
He had just been staring at the map, when his eyes caught a name. Draco Malfoy. The guy who had been appointed to kill Dumbledore, but in the end hadn't been able to. Draco had not looked like a cold blooded murderer, more like a scared little child, who had lost his childhood at an too early age. Harry saw him move swiftly up through the castel's stairways and through the halls, he stopped right outside the Gryffindor commonroom, shifting his feet nervously. A little first year old, went through the potrait, in which Draco followed him in.
Harry's heart was beating quickly now, and his wand was at a ready to strike him. Malfoy moved fastly towards the boys stair to the dorms, and walked slowly up them, pausing many times.
Harry stood up quietly, eyes fixed sharply on the map. He unlocked the door, and stepped back, watching the door closely. Slowly the door opened, and an invisible person walked in.
Harry knew he was staring a him, and he himself was looking straight at him. Draco slipped off the Invisibility Cloak, looking if possible more scared than ever. Harry looked curiously at Malfoy, he looked as if he didn't know what to do or say now he was here.
"Hello" Harry said silently, Draco was unmistakeably on the verge of tears, "are you alright?" Draco just shook his head, and tears began to form in his grey eyes. Harry felt sorry for the boy, somehow they had a lot in common, bot had been robbed of theur childhood and both their father's were dead.
Stuttering, Draco said "I was never evil... My father made me believe the only way, was Voldemort's way. Father had taken me to se the Dark Lord, in the holidays last year, and he told me I had to kill him. I didn't want to, bu I thought I had to, so I started planning, but as you saw, I couldn't go through with it, I won't admit it freely but I do love him" Draco's talk had turned into a sob when he finished, and tears were streaming quietly down his face "I kno" Harry said "and if yoi want my help, you have it"
Draco looked distressed. "But he'll cime looking for me, and kill me. I want to help you fight the Dark Lord, and win." Draco sat down on the floor with a thump. "Draco I can protect you from him, you know I can, I won't let him hurt you... I like you too much."
Draco blinked stupidly "You... Like me?" Harry shrugged "Yes, a lot. I've liked you since forth year, Draco. If you hadn't guessed why I broke up with both Cho, and Ginny, it's because it just didn't feel right, cos I like you more.." he said quietly.
"Really?" Draco said shocked "Yes..." Draco stood up with such a speed, that Harry got dizzy.
In the matter of seconds Draco had flung his arms around his neck, and kissed him, Harry was taken aback, but when he realized what had happened, he kissed back fiercly. "We shouldn't be doing this" Harry said gasping, "why not?" Draco askec curiously "Because it's... Odd, I mean, I want you, it's not that, but my friends are gonna kill me and..." he trailed off slowly, his last words ending in a murmer. "Harry" Draco said softly "I'm only gonna do this if you really want you, I'm not just gonna jump on you and take you right here and now unless you want it" Harry felt a deep passion towards the slightly older boy, and he knew if he said yes, he wouldn't wanna turn back the time. "I want it" Harry said "but only if we take it really slowly, and you let me protect you anyway I can." Draco nodded understandingly, feeling emotions come over him again, unwanted emotions of hatred and sadness. Tears began to form in his eyes again, Harry saw this and whipped the tears away with his hand, smiling sweetly at him "Don't worry Draco, I'll take care of you, but we have to tell McGonagall, and Lupin" Draco nodded again "I can live with them knowing, but do they have to know right now?" A grin slowly came across Harry's face, and he shook his head "Good, means I can have some fun with you before we tell them!" he started kissing Harry hard again, not being secretivly about how he felt towards him, A growing sentation in the pit of his stomach was growing steadily bigger
Draco pushed his body towards Harry's, loving the way Harry kissed. He had thought he'd be a bad kisser, but it seemed like Harry had practiced his skills.
Harry parted his lips slightly, darting his tongue out, sliding it across Draco's lips teasingly. Draco gave a slightly gasp, letting Harry enter his mouth with his tongue. Harry swirled his tongue around, getting a moan from Draco as he did so. Harry was pleased with himself, he had never gotten anyone to moan before, not even Cedric before he died.
Draco's hand started running along Harry's neck, and down his back, sliding under his shirt ever so gently. He hands were laying on the small of his back, stroking in small circles.
Harry started breathing slower, and deeper, winding his arms around Draco's waist. Harry had never been this aroused before, and though he might die if he didn't get the feel of skin against skin, and slowly slid Draco's worn shirt off, leaving only the pale porcelain skin. Harry sucked in a breath in astoundment, running one single finger down Draco's perfect chest. Draco's breath hitched, and became quicker.
Draco started unbuttoning Harry's shirt, with shaking hands. Harry lifted his face with his hand, looking into his eyes, giving him a reasuring stare. Draco lifted the shirt off, kissing his shoulders gently.
Never in his life had Harry experienced anything like this, it was weird, but yet it felt so good. His trousers were starting to get very uncomfortable, and he was shifting to see if they would be more comfortable that way, but it only made it worse. Draco saw his weird movements and looked down, a grin spread on his face
"Someone's come to life I see" Draco smiled, "only because of your emense sexiness, Draco" he blushed right after he realized what he had said. "It's alright, Harry. "Draco said in a whisper, taking his hand and putting it on his trousers. Harry gasped, looking at him "you're not the only one" Draco unbuckled Harry's belt, discarding it to somewhere unknown, kissing him hard.
Harry's hands likewise hand found Draco's trousers, except there wasn't any belt, he quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the trousers, letting them fall to the ground quietly, Draco threw his head back slightly, when Harry's hand found it's way inside his boxers. Harry smirked, looking at Draco's pleased expression, his eyes were closed tightly, and his mouth slightly open, and the neck was exposed. Harry had always thought Cedric would be the best he would ever do, but he was thoroughly mistaken. Harry's fingers grasped Draco's evidently rather big cock lightly, Draco moaned, and his knees wobbled slightly, which pleased Harry to no end. Slowly he began to stoke him.
Draco's legs nearly gave up under him, he had to grasp Harry's shoulders, the pleasure was too intense. He had not had anyone to touch him for a long time, and it grew even more intense because this was Harry, The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One.
Harry was glad to see Draco's pleased face, and felt his own cock jerk longing the touch of his hand.
"I want your hand on me" he said in a slow voice. Draco's hands worked faster on his trousers, which were quickly on th floor. Draco looked into his eyes, and he nodded, wanting it so badly. Draco's hand pushed down the silver and green boxers, and ran his hand over Harry's throbbing cock. Harry gasped in shock at how Draco's feather like touch felt on his cock. It was amazing.
"Harry, I'm so close" Draco whispered, bucking his hips now towards Harry, to get him to apply more pressure. Harry resisted the urge to just stroke him fast, and stopped completely, Draco moaned in protest. "Why did you stop" he asked, panting "no reason" Harry said, stepping close to him, and bending his knees slightly, kissing one hard nipple, receiving a gasp from Draco.
Slowly working his way down, kissing all over, hands roaming up and down his back. Draco was trembling, and shaking with anticipation.
Finally Harry's mouth found Draco's cock, and gave the tip a light kiss, sending shivers throughout Draco's body. Darting his tongue out to taste the delicate skin, Harry brushed his fingertips across the inside of Draco's thigh, receiving small gasps from him. "Harry, I'm so close. Please just do it" Draco murmerd quietly, with a grin Harry took his cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it slowly, Draco had grasped Harry's hair firmly, shaking violenty. Harry knew Draco could come anytime, and would love him to as well.
He started to suck lightly on him, and gained a moan from Draco, who tighened his hold on Harry's hair. "Harry please, I can't stand being teased anymore" he said between moans, and gasps
He slowly moved his head up and down Draco's cock, flicking his tongue across the tip on occasions "Harry, I'm gonna come" Draco said while moaning rather loudly, Harry was glad he had put a silencing charm on the dorm.
He could feel Draco tense, and throw his head back, seconds late he felt the hot, sticky and salty liquid in the back of his throat, gagging slightly, he swallowed, holding onto Draco for dear life.
He stood up, whipping his mouth, looking at Draco who had a satisfied look on his face
"Woah Harry, that was... Wow.." Draco kissed him lightly, smiling "So you liked it..?" "Noo, I loved it darling" He said. He wrapped his arms around him tightly, and Harry lifted him up gently, laying him on his bed, falling asleep with Draco secured in his arms.