A Million Reasons
Chapter One
When looking for a partner in life you always tend to go for the one person who is your total opposite, the one person that there is probably a million reasons or more that you shouldn't be friends let alone anything more. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione and knew that this was true for them, they couldn't have been more wrong for each other which was what made them so right together. By all accounts it didn't make any sense.
However it did explain a definite attraction that he felt to a certain Slytherin who he could never seem to get out of his head. Of course Harry Potter, boy-who-lived had said nothing to anyone about his feelings, and definitely not to the certain Slytherin teenager. Harry had thought things through very rationally of course and had come to the conclusion that if he couldn't get Draco Malfoy out of his head then may, just maybe, he was supposed to be there.
Harry just couldn't understand it, now that the war was well and truly over and his friends and those that he cared about were happy and safe Harry just had no purpose to his life anymore, his path in life had been so certain for his seven years at Hogwarts but now that he was finally free from danger and the Dark Lord Voldemort, Harry didn't know what to do with his life.
He had an unrequited love for someone he could never ever tell and tomorrow he would be graduating from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All that matter to Harry was that Ron and Hermione were happy and they were, what did matter that he had no purpose to his life anymore.
He had ensured that as soon as he left Hogwarts that he had a home all to himself and because he didn't want to lose the close bond that he had with Ron and Hermione he had also purchased the house next door to his as well for them to live in. He was doing to give it to them as a graduation/wedding gift, he knew that Ron was due to propose to Hermione on graduation day.
Even though everyone else was viewing it as one of the happiest days of their lives Harry just couldn't bring himself to see leaving Hogwarts a good thing. This had been the first place that he had ever felt that he was welcome, this had been the first place that he had ever had friends that had cared about him. He had also had the scariest experiences here, he had killed for the first time at the age of eleven within these walls, that was terrifying to Harry.
On the morning of their graduation all of the seventh years gathered in the great hall for breakfast, Harry may have been there in body but his mind had wandered, Ron and Hermione were holding hands beside him and they didn't notice his blank stare and the fact that he didn't touch his food at all. They were just too wrapped up in the happiness of being with each other, it made Harry want to have that with Draco.
He cast a glance over to the Slytherin table, it was a lot emptier than it should have been on such a day, the teenagers that should have been sitting there had been dragged into an early grave because Tom Riddle had wanted to bring as many people down with him as he possibly could. However the person that was sitting there looking just as sullen and depressed as Harry was feeling was Draco Malfoy.
When Draco got up to leave, having had enough, Harry decided that it was time that they deal with the issues that they had between them, after all, they would never see each other again after tonight and if Harry couldn't have Draco in the way that he wanted then he would make do with making peace with him, which was really all he could hope for.
Ron and Hermione barely even noticed that he was leaving, he muttered something about seeing them later and he left. Draco had already got a good head start on him and Harry just had to assume that he was heading back to the Slytherin common room.
Harry hurried across the entrance hall, trying to catch up with Draco but in his haste Harry collided with Severus Snape who had been coming up from the dungeons and had a box full of various potions in his arms, presumably for the hospital wing, as they collided they both fell to the floor, the box of potions smashed and some of them mingled together on the stone floor. To brace himself as he fell Harry put his hand out and it handed in a puddle of potion.
"I'm so sorry Professor!" Harry spluttered as he got up from the floor, wiping his potion coloured hand over his white school shirt. The oddly coloured potion stained the material before either being absorbed by the shirt or turning as white as the shirt, which Harry couldn't really tell. He didn't care too much for this particular shirt anyway, it was far too small for him and had become very tight on him.
"Watch where you're going Potter!" Snape snarled at Harry making him flinch as he tried to gather up what was saveable. What Harry didn't see was Severus' face pale at the sight of some of the spilled potions. "Potter!"
"I said I was sorry sir, I have to go." Harry said realising that as he wasted time Draco was getting further and further away from him and his chances of at least clearing the air were going the same way. He needed to get away from Snape and make a run for it if he was ever going to catch up with Draco.
"Potter!" Severus said again but Harry wasn't listening, he had already started for the stairs down into the dungeon and he blocked out the sound of Snape shouting out his name, demanding that he come back. Harry just assumed that the Potions Master just wanted him to clean the mess up and that was something he just didn't have time for.
He picked up pace, breaking out into a run. As he rounded a corner he collided straight into the teenager that he was looking for. It was certainly his day for literally bumping into people, not that he minded bumping into Draco. The Slytherin had stopped outside a portrait that Harry assumed was the entrance to his common room and dormitories.
Draco looked down at Harry who had once again ended up on the floor, he looked suitably embarrassed at the incident and began to pick himself up off the floor and was completely surprised when Draco offered his hand out to help him, shocked, Harry accepted the help and he was pulled back onto his feet.
"Want to tell me why you're charging round the dungeons like you have a blast ended skrewt chasing you?" Draco asked raising an amused eyebrow at the out of breath Harry.
"I was trying to catch up with you, I wanted to talk to you." Harry said gasping for breath. Draco now looked even more amused at the whole situation.
"And why did you want to talk to me Potter? Crashing into me and almost knocking me to the floor was certainly an interesting way to grab my attention." He said with his usual sneer, Harry had a sneaking suspicion that this wasn't going to go well.
"I wanted to say that I'm sorry there has always been so much tension between us, I wanted to make peace with you before we graduated." Harry said, he was babbling a little now, he was actually having a civil conversation with Draco Malfoy. The blonde Slytherin certainly was as handsome as he seemed up close, Harry licked his lips nervously and Draco watched the process with interest.
"You wanted to make peace with me?" Draco asked, he was still slightly amused by the whole situation but the sneer had gone and it had been replaced by a genuine smile, Harry had never seen him smile before and in an instant he decided that he liked it. "Are you sure that is all you wanted to make with me?"
Harry's head snapped up to meet the silvery eyes of Draco Malfoy who was staring at him intently. Harry opened his mouth to say something but found that he couldn't find the words and he quickly closed it again, instead he just gaped at the blonde who had gathered from Harry's reaction that he was right on the mark with his guess. Draco closed the gap between them and kissed the surprised Gryffindor who really hadn't seen the day going this way.
"What …?" Harry tried to ask but Draco put a hand across his mouth and pushed him against the cold stone wall.
"Don't say anything … just enjoy this, it won't happen again." Draco said and Harry understood, this was the perfect way to make peace and say goodbye. It may have seemed a strange way to settle the rivalry between them but for Harry and Draco it made perfect sense.
Their kisses were heated and passionate, Draco rubbing himself against Harry's crotch that was hardening with each kiss, suddenly, much to the displeasure of the Gryffindor, Draco pulled back.
"Come" He said, "A corridor isn't good enough" He said and he opened the portrait to the Slytherin common room and dragged Harry inside. It was fortunate that it was empty of people because the other Slytherin's might have had something to say about Harry Potter being in their common room.
Draco led Harry all the way into his bedroom and closed the door. He magically locked it so no one would be able to disturb them. Draco then began to undo the buttons to the Gryffindor's shirt before pushing him on to the bed and instructing him to remove the remainder of his clothing.
Draco too, with a teasing slowness to his movements, began to disrobe. Harry's eyes were on the Slytherin the whole time, his eyes fixing on each new bit of skin that was revealed to him.
Harry had never done anything remotely like this before, of course he had fantasised what it would be like doing this with a guy and the guy in his fantasies had always been Draco but never had he thought that it would ever actually happen.
Draco moved on to the bed, positioning himself on top of Harry right away, their lips met and Harry was once again in heaven. Harry hadn't felt this alive since before the final battled, this feeling he couldn't compare to anything that he had ever felt before. There was something about kissing Draco, being together in bed, there was just something about it that meant so much more than kissing Cho had or even Ginny.
His hands roamed over Draco's body of pale perfection with experimental shyness, when he got the reactions that he wanted from Draco he immediately felt so much more confident and kept on doing what he was. As Draco was about to enter him Harry finally realised why it was that it felt so different than anything that he ever experienced before, no one he had kissed had ever been male for a start and secondly it had never felt this right before.
If the few hours that he spent with Draco gave Harry nothing else then it gave him the assurance that he was indeed gay, he wasn't even bisexual, he was certain of that, no girl had ever made him feel if he were on fire before.
Every time Draco touched him he wanted even more, he had a desperation, a need that only Draco could satisfy. With each thrust that Draco delivered Harry arched up to meet him. It was so surreal to Harry, as he gasped for breath he looked into Draco's eyes and saw that they were a whirlwind of lust. His fingernails dug into the pale and perfect skin on Draco's back leaving little impressions there.
Harry came first followed closely by Draco who came inside of the Gryffindor who was practically in heaven from what they had just done. The Slytherin collapsed breathless besides Harry but he said nothing. He knew that it was over, there wouldn't be any repeat performances, whatever they had together was over now, it was over before it had even begun.
Harry did feel a little strange but he put it down to being with Draco and him being the first guy that he had ever gone further than kissing with. Harry shifted himself so that he was proper up and looking at Draco as he regained himself. Sweat had gathered on his face and his blonde hair was lying limp and mingling with the sweat.
"You surprise me Potter." Draco finally managed to say smiling.
"Why's that?" Harry asked curiously with a huge smile on his face.
"I never thought you'd be the one night stand kinda guy, also I would have thought you would have been a ladies man." Draco said sitting up and grabbing his wand and performing a cleaning spell to remove Harry's come from him.
"I guess there's a lot we don't know about each other." Harry said also getting up and fumbling for his underwear along with the rest of his clothes, he could read from Draco's body language that it was time for him to go.
Harry had known that this was just the once, a sign that there was now peace between them, this had been the perfect way to say goodbye but it was over now, done with, Harry refused to let his obsession with Draco dominate him, he knew that they could never be together, it wasn't logical. He couldn't even think of what to say to the blonde anymore.
Before now no matter what his feelings had been towards him it had been automatic to insult him and his family, insult the fact that they were deatheater's. It wasn't as if he could do that anymore, not after what they had just done together, Harry had drawn a complete blank and knew that even though he wanted so much more from Draco Malfoy he knew he would get nothing else, he doubted he'd ever see the sexy blonde again.
Right before he left Harry turned to look at the Slytherin that had been the first man to enter him and he said: "Have a nice life … Draco." He had hesitated but calling him by his first name was so easy, so natural, he regretted not using it sooner. Draco said nothing in return so Harry just walked away with regret hanging over him.