"Come on Harry. You got to get the nerve up to tell him!" Ron Weasley said to Harry Potter as they walked through the halls of Hogwarts on their way to Potions class.

"How can I tell Draco that I have a crush on him? You can't just tell a bloke that, for God's sake!" Harry fought back.

"Well it's not like the whole school doesn't already know you're gay. You did come out, remember? Besides, since the war has ended, Malfoy has become pretty tame. He's not bad looking. Don't think I'm gay or anything but for a bloke he's pretty nice looking; I wouldn't blame you for wanting to shag him senseless."

A blush crep onto Harry's face and he elbowed Ron in the side, "Ron! I never said I wanted to shag him senseless!"

Ron laughed, "Oh come on, Harry! Don't tell me you haven't thought about it." He gave a sideways glance to the boy next to him. They were now standing outside the Potions room, finishing up their conversation.

Harry looked down, "Well, I don't know." The blush that had been on his face before made a reappearance, only this time much deeper.

Harry thought back to the night he had realized he liked Draco. He had woken up from a steamy dream starring himself and the blonde haired Slytherin.

"Do you like that, Harry?" Draco whispered softly into Harry's ear while he moved his hand back and forth up Harry's shaft.

"Ye-yes!" Harry whimpered as pre-cum started to drip from the slit. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes.

Draco slid down until his face was right in front of Harry's erection. He softly flicked his tongue over the tip, licking the pre-cum. Harry moaned in pleasure from above, bringing a smile to Draco's mouth.

"I've wanted you for a long time, Harry. I want to make you moan!" Draco said and put Harry's throbbing erection greedily into his mouth.

"Potter! Did you hear what I said?"

Harry's eyes flew open and he soon was face to face with the boy from his memory.

Harry shook his head bewildered, "Er, sorry, no. What was that?" He asked has he pushed back a strand of hair.

Draco gave him a strange look, "I said you should probably come into class, Weasley already went in, I think you scared him with that look on your face. What were you thinking about anyways?"

Harry felt himself blush, knowing that Draco himself was the one he had been thinking about, "Er, nothing, just…nothing."

Draco gave Harry a suspicious look and opened up his mouth to speak when he was interrupted by a head popping out of the classroom.

"Harry! Did you tell him? Are you going to shag to your heart's desire now?" Ron said teasingly.

Harry's eyes widened in fear.

Draco looked from Ron to Harry, "Shag who now?" he asked.

Ron's face fell as realization hit him, "Bloody hell, sorry Harry. I just assumed that you told him.

Harry looked down and Draco knitted his eyebrows in confusion. After a few moments, his eyebrows shot up and his gray eyes widened, "Are you talking about me?

Harry blushed, "I don't know, maybe." He muttered in and almost inaudible voice. Draco had heard him anyways and a sinister smile was forming on his face.

"You like me? You want to shag me? Oh bloody hell, this is brilliant!" he said in a voice that Harry wasn't sure he liked.

He looked up at Draco, "Wait, does this mean you like me back?" he asked.

Draco chuckled, "Oh Potter, don't get your hopes up. I was just thinking that I could have a little fun with you."

Suddenly, Draco's face changed from amusement to something else. His eyes were now looking straight into Harry's green ones. He leaned forward and tipped Harry's head back.

Harry's heart began to race as Draco traced his jaw line, "You know, Harry, now that I know your little secret, I'm not going to let you live it down."

Draco leaned in closer. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He allowed Draco to practically bring him closer to him by just using the finger that was positioned under Harry's chin. Draco brought him close enough so that Harry could feel his hot breath on his face .

And then, Draco let go of Harry's chin and turned around. Harry stumbled a little.

"Fuck." He said has he realized what Draco was doing.

"Not just yet, Harry." Harry blushed as he realized what he had said. "But maybe eventually. I'm going to have my fun for now." And with that, Draco walked into Potions, smirking gleefully.

Harry, on the other hand, stood in the hallway, waiting for the tingles he could still feel all over his body from Draco touching him, to die down.