Kiss me, Harry; Kill me, Harry
Author's Note: I actually made the image before I wrote the story. I was just doing some random edits and did this one, and then decided to write a story to accompany it. Please R & R! Enjoy!
Chapter 1- Kiss Me, Harry
Draco caught site of Harry, wandering the hall; alone. Making up his mind in a few short seconds, he walked briskly up behind the boy, grabbing his wrist.
Harry turned sharply as soon as the cold, pale hand clamped itself around his arm. He was surprised to find himself looking at Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked. He was in no mood for a fight, he just wanted to be alone, not to mention he had his suspicions.
Malfoy did not reply, but rather, began to pull Harry forwards until they had found an empty classroom. Harry struggled against the blonde's grip, but it only got tighter.
As they entered the abandoned room, Malfoy let go of Harry, but only after he had made sure the door was locked, with a flick of his wand and an incantation spoken inside his head.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry repeated again, obvious irritation in his voice.
Draco didn't know how to say it; he didn't know how to explain what he wanted from Harry.
Slowly, he walked closer to the raven-haired boy. Stepping closer and closer. Harry's eyes widened with each step Draco took towards him, but he made no move to turn away.
Once Draco was close enough, he slid his lips over Harry's cheek and to his ear. His lips brushed the boy's ear as he whispered.
"Kiss me, Harry."
And Harry did. He didn't know what made him do it, but as soon as the blonde had whispered the command to him, he had obliged. He pressed his mouth to Draco's.
Without hesitation, Draco opened his mouth and his tongue slithered into Harry's. He licked every inch of the inside of Harry's mouth, shoving his tongue down Harry's throat.
Harry did much the same, and eventually broke his mouth away from Draco's, only to guide his lips down Draco's neck.
Draco cocked his head sideways as to allow Harry to suck ferociously on his neck. He began to groan as Harry ripped off Draco's shirt and proceeded to kiss every inch of Draco's chest.
As Harry worked his lips down Draco's arm, he saw the Dark Mark glistening there. He knew his worst suspicions had been confirmed, but at that moment he was too over taken by lust to mind. He licked the Dark Mark and then brought his lips back to Draco's mouth.
Only too soon had Draco pulled away.
"You're not mad?" he panted.
"That you're a Death Eater?" Harry asked, "Of course I'm not mad."
And as if to prove his point, Harry began to kiss Draco again, exploring the Slytherin's mouth with his tongue.
Both boys were groaning now, in pure pleasure, pure happiness, pure lust. It didn't matter that they were enemies. It didn't matter that Harry was the Golden Boy and Draco a Death Eater. It didn't matter that one was a Slytherin, the other a Gryffindor. Nothing mattered. But the two of them, together.
Hours passed and they did nothing but kiss. They kissed on the lips, they kissed each other's necks, cheeks and chests. They kissed and kissed and kissed until they realized that it was getting much too late and people will have begun to wonder about what they had gotten up to.
Draco carefully parted his mouth from Harry's and traced Harry's perfect lips with his tongue. Harry shoved his hands in Draco's hair and moved closer, as if to kiss again, but Draco lightly pushed him back.
"Harry, we have to go," Draco whispered.
Harry came close to Draco's ear and nibbled it before saying, "Of course, my love."
They helped each other dress and set off out of the room in different directions. No one would know they had been together.
As Draco headed back to the Slytherin Common Room, he couldn't ignore the feeling of pride that over took him. He had made the first move and it had worked. He had said 'Kiss me Harry' and Harry had. Harry had kissed him.
Harry, much like Draco, couldn't stop his giddiness from showing. He was so happy. He couldn't wait to snog the Snake again. He happily entered the Common Room and as if to make his day better, had a great night talking and laughing until well past midnight with his two best friends, Ron and Hermione. It was as if, for only a day, all Harry's worries were gone.