Warnings: Fluff! Yaoi!

Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter

AN: Some people wanted to see a sequel to my "Little Secrets" Story and here it is, unforuntaly we arn't in Draco's head, but that's ok. XD. This will be a lot longer a probably a good three or fours chapters. Hope everyone enjoys!

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Secret Out

"Why, why, why must you watch me practice?" Draco growled turning on the spot to see Harry draped in a chair just watching him. Just watching him. It pissed him off. It turned him on to.

"Because I like to." Replied the Gryffindor with a small smile. Draco turned the music off and glared at him, his hands on his hips. He watched Harry's eyes trail over his body.

"It's annoying. Go do something else!"

"But I was bored. Hermione and Ron were off…doing their thing, I had nothing better to do…and like I said. I…I like to watch you." Draco would of flushed if he wasn't so pissed.

"Well stop!" He said in aggravation.

"But…" Draco stormed over to him grabbed him by the tie and kissed him hotly. It wasn't until he felt two hands grab his ass and push him forward until he was forced into Harry's lap he pulled back.

"You're more sadistic then a Slytherin." Draco said slipping off Harry and opening the door to the room.

"I need to practice." He sad with a small smirk at Harry's pouting face.

"But, if you can escape Weasel and Granger, I'll be here tonight." Harry had gotten up

"I've got Qudditch practice." He said pressing Draco up against the wall. The Slytherin grinned.

"So you're going to molest me now?" He asked. Harry went on ravishing his mouth.

"Yes."

It had been almost a week after the Talent Show Dumbledore had put on with Harry's urging. And now, they have been officially going out. Well, to them. The rest of the school was unknowing. But it still pissed him off that Harry would just stare at him when he danced.

"I can't help if, You're fucking sexy." Harry said breathlessly.

Draco rolled his eyes. It was getting increasingly difficult not to show his appreciation with his lower anatomy.

"You better go before Granger gets her hair in a knot." Draco whispered.

"Come spy on my during practice then." Harry whispered with a smile. He was getting mischievous with every moment he spent with the Slytherin. Draco smirked.

"Spy on you where, in the showers? Gladly." He whispered but Harry pressed his lips back into his. Draco knew he wasn't going anywhere.

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"Where have you been this whole time Harry?" Hermione asked from her position in the Gryffindor comment as Harry entered hurriedly.

"Can't talk I'm late for practice!" He yelled running upstairs for his equipment. It was a semi lie to his friend. He wasn't that late for practice, but he didn't want to stick around for Hermione's questions. She would get way to close to the truth, he knew it.

"But Ron's still—"

Harry was out the common room door within several minutes. Harry breathed out a soft sigh of relief as he made it done to the pitch without incident, no one was their, he could think. Actually no he couldn't, the sexy blond was constantly on his mind. He tried to fly off his pent up energy and almost jumped as he heard the loud voice of Ron Weasley from the ground.

"Oy! Harry what the bloody hell are you doing!" Harry cleared his head, or attempted to.

"Flying. Practice." He said loudly enough for Ron to hear.

"It's not for another twenty minutes!" Exclaimed the red-head. Harry swore to himself.

"Need…some flying time?" He offered and heard a disgruntled retort from the redhead.

"You're the best fucking flyer in the school, you don't need extra flying time!" Ron said. Harry landed,

"Good time to think." He said, his face was slightly flushed from exhilaration and he smiled warmly at his friend. Ron shook his head.

"Thinking? When did you ever think?"

"I should ask the same to you Ron." Harry replied in turn. Their bantering went onto more mundane things like the Qudditch practice and soon the team was beginning to show up.

"Alright, get on your broom's you pansy's!" Ron roared as the last person showed up. Harry rolled his eyes smiling softly,

"You know it doesn't exactly look good when I tell them to mount and you decide not to." Ron said to him an annoyed fashion. Harry laughed.

"Sorry captain." Ron elbowed him and Harry mounted flying after the three chasers. Harry wasn't focusing, and it truly effected his game. He missed the snitch at least five times already! Damn it Malfoy. He almost getting knocked off his broom three time because of his fascination to day dream about the body, the lips, the endless eyes—

"HARRY!" Sharp pain erupted up the side of his skull, he blackness took him down into oblivion.

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Draco had been making his way to the Qudditch field. He could hear the Weasel yelling at all the team member and smirked. He rounded the corner and watched the players fly. Gryffindor were good. Harry was amazing. Harry was…Draco tensed he could see the fast arc of the bludger coming straight for Harry.

"Duck Harry…Come on!" He hissed, The Gryffindor was oblivious of his plea, he heard Weasley scream Harry's name and Draco was moving fast. As Harry plummeted to the ground he whipped his wand out, a blur of red almost knocked him over he ducked and rolled pointing it his wand he roared a charm that slowed Harry's velocity. He was bawled over a fist connecting to his face and his head snapped back, pain shooting everywhere.

"What the hell was that for Weasley!" He yellled, his eyes blurred with pain. He watched as Ginny managed to catch the Gryffindor before he hit the ground. They landed Harry out cold.

"Fucking Malfoy I saw you! You were going to curse while he was knocked out—and I thought you were evil before—"

"Er…Ron…He…He slowed Harry down." Ginny said beside her brother putting her hand firmly on his shoulder. Ron stared at her.

"He—You…What?"

"I slowed the prat down, what more do you want, Why would I want to kill Harry?" Draco sneered stumbling up and heading over to his lover. He dropped to his knees ignoring all the stares from the team gently pushing Harry's head up and inspected the damage. He would have a headache for at least a week

"What are you bloody Gryffindors staring at, he needs to get to the infirmary!" Draco roared. They just gaped at him and he sighed with exasperation.

"Stupid Gryffindors…brawns no brain.." He grumbled levitating the Harry.

"Are you going to help or not!" he snarled.

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"Now what is wrong with Mr. Potter?" Pomfrey asked as the muddy band of Gryffindors and a very pissed off Draco Malfoy tramped into the infirmary.

"Harry's been hit by a bludger." Draco explained before any of the team could. He was sure he was getting death glares from them all. He could care less.

"And I'm sure it's to the head?" Asked the nurse. Draco nodded. She tut-tutted and beckoned them to put Harry in the near bed. She began examining him.

"He's has a concussion I'm afraid, he'll have to stay overnight." She explained. Draco gnawed his lip, then turned furiously,

"Who hit the bludger?" He asked,

"What's it to you Malfoy?" Ron snarled putting his hand up to stop anyone from speaking.

"It bloody well matters cuz I'm going to kill them!" He replied in turn.

"If you're going to fight do it outside the infirmary!" Exclaimed the bustling nurse. Draco glared at her but she was used his glares and easily deflected it.

"Draco…" Draco straightened up and turned feeling a hand tug at his shirt. Harry's eyes were slightly open, he passed his fingers down the face.

"Go back to sleep." He said gently. He heard a sputter from behind. Ron was trying to form words.

"Was wondering when Harry was going to hit the jackpot." Ginny said jokingly from beside her brother. Ron turned his face was pale. The rest of the team sniggered, none of them horribly minded what was happening between Harry and Draco, the prince of Slytherin. He was sure to get trapped by a few and get lectured (or pounded) but he didn't care about that.

"God...my head hurts…stay with me…"Another groan. Draco looked up to Ron's angry, yet pale face, the Gryffindor growled grabbed his broom and stormed from the room. Ginny was grinning from ear to ear gave him a thumbs up before following her brother quickly. He felt another tug and turned his face softening.

"You are so pathetic Harry." Draco muttered with a grin before sitting on the side of the bed. Harry pulled him down with a sigh. Draco couldn't possibly resist.

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"BUT IT'S MALFOY!"

"Shush Ron, they're still sleeping!"

"I DON'T GIVE A RATS ASS—!"

Harry groaned in wakefulness. God his head hurt, he shifted felt the pain increase but something soft and warm pressed into his back.

"Ronald I swear—Oh Harry You're awake!" Hermione was beaming. Harry only groaned in response, arms snaked around his waist, his eyes snapped open staring openly at the blond head.

"Wh—what exactly happened?" he croaked, swallowing then felt Draco shift into him, the groin rubbed against his thigh. He glanced over at Draco then Ron who's face was of utmost disgust.

"You were hit with a bludger—You should pay attention then that prat tried to curse—"

"He didn't try and curse him Ronald, tell him what really happened!" Hermione smacked him on the leg, Ron pouted angrily.

"He slowed you down…" he muttered. Draco shifted again into Harry, slow teasing movement. A hand was tucked under his ass, the fingers squeezed. Draco was quite awake,

"So Harry? How long has this been going on...I mean I thought Ginny was pulling my leg...but when we came and visited, I see she was telling the truth!" Hermione said brightly, contrasting horribly to Ron's foul mood. Draco's face was hidden in his shoulder, he felt a hot wet lick. He squirmed,

"Er…before the…the…talent show…" He managed he grabbed Draco's hand pushing it away from his ass. He clutched his head

"Sorry...my head hurts like a bitch." He muttered. Hermione only smiled,

"It's ok, I hope you feel better, Come on Ron, you have to finish your potions homework." Hermione said as she tugged the highly protesting Weasley from the room. Harry let a shuddering breath escape as the hot trail of saliva dipped over his neck and up to his ear.

"Bastard." Harry hissed. Draco grinned.

"I was hoping you'd like it." The Slytherin pulled up, stroking a hand over Harry's forehead, the Gryffindor winced,

"Oh poor baby, I'll make you feel better." Draco simpered with an evil grin. Harry gasped as the tongue and teeth tugged at his ear lobe, a hand moving up between his legs, but the Slytherin didn't give him any more then that.

"You should learn to pay better attention, really." Draco whispered.

"It's hard to pay attention when all I have on my mind is you." Harry retorted softly, pulling Draco's face to his to kiss the lips.

"Na-ah, you're wounded." Draco said with another evil grin.

"Oh come on!" Harry growled, then instantly regretting it as pain lanced through his head.

"You're so stubborn Harry. I have to go and make sure Slytherin pride is still intact, you're whole team saw me saving you, I'm sure the rumors are already starting."

"What Slytherin pride? Come on…" Harry pulled him forward once more, They heard a scandalized gasp and regrettably Harry let the lips go watched as Madam Pomfrey had her hand over her heart, the other holding a potions vile

"Go fix your damn Slytherin pride." Harry grumbled eyeing the potion bottle that unfortunately didn't drop from her hand in shock. Draco grinned leaning over.

"I'm practicing tonight". He whispered kissing the cheek in almost a chaste fashion, at least if his hand hadn't wandered over his groin, it would have a been a chaste action.

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TBC

XD This is just random fluffness! Enjoy!