This is a story I wrote before I started "He Spreads His Wings" but I hadn't done anything yet. I don't think it's quite as good as He Spreads His Wings. What do you think? :) Enjoy!
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CHAPTER 1
Harry awoke with a sticky patch between his legs. Casting a cleaning spell, he was reminded of his dream. Shocked as he remembered rather than his usual anonymous pleasure there was a person sucking him off. Then he almost fainted as a picture of Draco Malfoy with his pink lips locked around Harry, deep-throating him, with flushed cheeks. Let alone it was a dream about Malfoy. It was his first ever dream about a person giving him pleasure and it was Malfoy! Then he started to get hard as the rest of his dream came back to him.
'Damn! I didn't even know I liked boys.' The way it seemed natural to Harry explained a lot. The random hard-ons after quidditch, where he had a great view of Draco's arse. With sexy curves, it would fit perfectly in his hands. 'Oh God!' How was Harry meant to maintain the same angry-enemy relationship with Draco after that dream? 'I have to call him Malfoy. His name is Malfoy. I don't want to start calling him Draco in front of the Slytherins. In fact I have to make sure to limit conversations. He has a sexy purr of a voice, and after the moans he knew he was capable of. Crap! How am I going to survive potions?' Harry started to get into his robes for class when Ron winked at him.
"Who was the lucky girl in your dreams, mate? We all heard it. I'm jealous." Damn Ron asking questions. Harry mumbled a reply that wasn't even English.
"Oh mate, it wasn't Hermione was it. You know I kinda like her. Unless... Is it a girl Harry?" Ron's brother Charlie had come out a year ago and Ron was so accepting. Harry had to tell him it was a boy. Can't tell him it was Malfoy though.
"Yeah it was a bloke." Harry said.
"Good for you mate. Anyone I know?" Then quieter," are they Gryffindor?"
"Um well. You know him. And they're not in Gryffindor." Harry was scared of the obvious next question.
"Who is it? Do you want to tell me?" Ron was being careful now.
"Um... Ron I don't want to tell you. Sorry but this is the first time I've thought of a guy like that." Harry was getting uncomfortable.
"Ah... You did so well Harry. You can tell me anything. Just spare the details," *wink wink* from Ron. "Seriously though if you want to tell me anything. Especially the identity of this mystery man. Don't hesitate to tell me his name." Ron was so supportive.
"You might not like it Ron. I don't want to unleash your Weasley fury upon myself." Harry said.
"As long as he isn't your mortal enemy. He isn't right?" Ron asked. Harry thought about it.
"No Ron, he isn't MY mortal enemy." Harry told himself to stop hinting like that. Surely if he argued with Draco again he'd remember what a terrible person he Harry set off to Potions waiting for the inevitable argument. Hermione had been injured when creating her own spell as she was sadly not strong enough to cast it. Harry and Ron sat down and were writing when Harry noticed that Draco wasn't there, he would have to hurry if he wanted to get here on time. Harry's thought were interrupted as a disheveled and blushing Draco Malfoy walked in. Harry then noticed there was only one spare seat, next to him.
"Draco, please sit between Potter and Weasley. It happens to be the only remaining seat." Snape had walked in at the same time as Draco.
" 's okay." Draco muttered. While Harry was hoping that Draco would not have to talk to him.
"Potter, Weasel." Draco acknowledged them with what could barely be called a nod of his head.
"Malfoy." Ron snarled.
"Dra- I mean Malfoy." Harry stuttered, his mistake obviously noticed by Draco who suddenly looked up and into his eyes. Harry saw the cold blue of his icy grey eyes and could not look away. Draco seemed to be having the same problem when Ron said to Draco,
"Stop practicing your stupid legimency on Harry." That snapped it and Draco turned around to snarl, quietly, at Ron.
"Look Weasel, I need a formidable opponent, anyone other than Harry has no chance of withstanding it. I bet I wouldn't even have to try with you." Harry didn't hear the words, only the passion they contained even if it was the wrong kind. Harry made a tiny, quiet moan.
"What is it Harry?" Ron inquired his health.
"Just grow up. What is your problem with us Draco? I don't think this is the right way to react to a turned down friendship from seven years ago. Ron, this is beneath you. Draco isn't worth your time." Harry fumed.
"Draco? Since when are you on such close terms?" Ron was shocked.
'Damn it Harry! How could you let that slip?'
"Yes HARRY, when did we get on such close terms? Is there something I don't know about?" Draco leaned in with his last sentence, his mouth at Harry's ear. Harry got hard. Fuck! What am I going to do if I have to get up?
"I don't know. I just think this immature animosity should end. I've grown up, why can't you?" Perfect excuse.
"Hear Hear! In honour of this I vote Ron gets the potion ingredients." Draco said.
"Ron? Ok then, anything's better than Weasel. Don't start throwing sticks and expecting me to fetch them." Ron walked off in disbelief.
"So HARRY, what triggered this? Have you got something to tell me? I still want to be friends. You've matured and I think you're a good leader. A definite top." Draco was sincere.
"A top. Does that make you a bottom?" Harry wanted to get off the topic off gay sex with Draco but it seemed it was not over yet.
"Yes. If you were making love to me I would definitely be a bottom." Draco purred in his already sexy voice. Harry just gulped and repressed the urge to jump him.
"Eew! Harry would hate that Draco. You're not his type." Ron had heard the end of the sentence.
"Okay, I can take a hint. Stop molesting the good looking leader of the light. I'll be quiet. If Harry wants me to. Harry?" Draco was still sincere. 'Oh, could he be gay too...'
"Please Draco. Shut up. No one needs to discuss anything like this in potions. This smells bad enough for me to spew in the first place." Harry said. He didn't want to have this conversation in potions.
"Smells bad? This potion is meant to be odourless. Unless. Crap! Quick throw in all the billywig roots." Draco yelled and Harry threw in the roots. Hand brushing Draco's hair in the meantime.
"Good job Harry!" Then quieter, "you can touch my hair later. It's not an odd request. All the girls like to touch my hair. A few boys too. Boys with different, types." Draco said.
"Even if I am gay, I would not call you my type. Now can we work with this potion or do we need to start again?" Harry said. Inside he was angry at himself for practically coming out to Draco before Hermione.
"Even if you are gay? That doesn't seem like a denying statement to me. That's good. My three month plan was just shortened to one week." Draco said with a smirk.
"What plan?" Harry asked slowly.
"Oh, nothing. You know get all my homework in on time etc." Draco said, blushing.
"I guess that's a good plan. What does my being, or not being, gay have to do with it?" Harry questioned.
"Nothing." Draco spoke hastily and suddenly looked at the work intently.
"We can salvage this!" Draco said.
"Add Wrackspurt! This'll get us an 'A' yet!"
"Thanks Draco." Harry said as he put the Wrackspurt in.
"It's simple really. Hermione could have done it if I hadn't stopped her." Draco had no hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"You stopped Hermione!" Harry was outraged.
"Yes. I had a dream and part of it told me I needed to sit here today because only good could come from it. I trust my instincts. Maybe not as much as a crazy Gryffindork like you, but enough." Draco was sincere.
"Thanks Draco. I never would have been friends with you otherwise."
"Friends?"
"Yeah. As corny as it sounds, this is the start of a beautiful friendship." Harry smiled.
"Sorry to break up the gay love fest but the potion is boiling." Ron said with a smirk.
It's not a gay love fest!" said Harry at the same time as Draco said, "Put it on a simmer. Gay love fest not over yet." That made Harry blush.
"Oh so you are gay." Draco pressed onward.
"Um... Yes I am. Why?" Harry was not going to start a half-hearted friendship. He sensed he had a third best friend.
"Oh. Wasn't expecting that. Damn Gryffindorks always being brave. I'm gay too and it's good to know your options." Draco was frank.
"Um... I'd rather be friends. I think I would rather have three best friends." Harry was not ready to say what he thought of Draco.
"Cool. We'll be friends... For now." Draco had a predatory gaze.
"I'm still here. Waiting for one of you to jump the other, but I'm still here." Ron said smiling now. He was not blind.
"We are in a classroom Ron!" Harry stage-whispered.
"Kinky, right Harry." Draco winked.
"Kinky? We are not having this conversation Draco." Harry was stern.
"You can't tell me you don't want to fuck my arsehole while I'm laying the desk, jerking off to your prick filling my arse perfectly." Draco seductively spoke. Harry moaned at the idea. Not loudly but loud enough for Ron and Draco to hear.
"See told you, you love it. You're kinky Harry. Love it, live it, fuck with it, just accept it." Draco said as his gazed slipped appreciatively over Harry's torso to his prick when Draco licked his lips. Harry saw and moved to cover himself. Draco stopped him.
"I won't do anything. I won't touch it. I'll just watch. Please. I want to watch." Draco finished pleading.
"Draco I'm not doing this in potions. Not with Snape. Preferably not in the dungeons either." Harry used control to ease his prick into submission.
"Um... Still here guys. Maybe you should let me sit between you." Ron said. "Oh and Harry. I think I know who you were talking about."
"Please sit between us. No offence but I doubt you'll try to seduce me." Harry smiled.
"Yeah mate, you don't quite do it for me. Lack of squishy appendages or something like that." Ron smiled back.
"Goodbye hug?" Draco pouted.
"No, my prick does not need any friction." Harry said.
"Damn. Am I that easy to read?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, basically." Harry admitted. Ron moved between the two and gave Harry a friendly pat on the back.
"Draco, I refuse to allow you to seduce me in potions." Harry spoke.
"Potions? How about in History of Magic. Professor Binns is boring and my hands need something else to play with." Draco was very seductive when he wanted to be.
"Draco. Take up origami or something. Harry. I've been in a dorm with you or 6 years. You cannot be touched, let alone cum, without being VERY loud. Just being practical but maybe you can avoid lunging at each other until you're alone in a sound-proofed room or bed." Ron was forever the practical one, at heart.
"Thanks Ron. We'll do that." Harry said, thankful.
"I won't. Harry's prick is irresistible." Draco purred.
"Which is why I am sitting between you. Harry's prick had enough of a workout last night." Ron said.
"Why does Ron know about your prick's workouts, and why don't they involve me?" Draco asked jealously.
"Um... Ron already told you I can't cum quietly, and it did involve you." Harry said.
"Oh.. I'm an idiot. That's the same reason I showed up late and messy this morning. I dreamed of sucking you off." Draco whispered.
"Okay, I'm very accepting and that, but if a heterosexual couple can't speak like that in public why can a gay one?" Ron asked.
"Because people will want to know what the two hottest guys in school want to do with, or to, each other." Draco said.
"I know you're hot, but really, I'm the second hottest guy in school?" Harry was amazed.
"No stupid. You're the hottest. Ask all the girls." Draco said, "You're the hottest and you're all mine." Draco spoke possessively.
"Only as much as you are mine." Harry agreed.
"Class your potions are due for testing." Snape said.
"Crap!" Draco and Harry said.
"No worries I finished it." Ron said.
"You better not have stuffed it." Draco said.
"No Draco, I have the feeling your arse is the only thing going to be stuffed." Ron chuckled.
"Ron!" Harry yelled.
"Harry. You know it's true. My arse wants to be stuffed by your long, thick cock." Draco emphasised the long and thick part.
"Um.. Ron could you take the potion up. I'm kind of not in any state to get up." Harry blushed.
"Draco! Stop getting Harry hard! Especially in potions!" Ron said to Draco.
"But these desks are just the right height To bend over and have a prick shoved up your arse." Draco whined.
"Draco. Potions is no time for sexual fantasies. Shut up so Harry can maintain his self control." Ron said. With one look at Harry, Draco could see Ron was right about how close Harry was.
"Okay. I'll wait until lunch. We can skip." Draco said.
"Yes we will definately be skipping lunch." Harry snarled.
"Okay guys time to go to History of Magic. You are sitting on opposite sides of the room." Ron stated.
"Fine. But only because Harry wants it." Draco whined. So the trio got up together and parted when Draco turned a corner to go to another part of the Dungeons where the Slytherin common room was and Ron and Harry continued to Gryffindor common room.
"So you and Draco huh?" Ron grinned.
"Um.. Yeah I guess so." Harry said kinda reluctantly.
"Can you really expect me to sit apart from him in History of Magic. Plus he is definately the hottest guy in school, despite what he says." Harry sighed.
"I'll ask the women of Gryffindor house. Is Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy the hottest boy in school?" Ron asked of everyone in the common room. A chorus of "Harry"s was heard around the room, there was one "Draco".
"Almost unanimous." Ron said. With that they got their books and headed to History of Magic.
Once they were outside the classroom Harry and Draco shared a few glances followed by a wink from Draco. Harry had to look away and amongst the Slytherins he saw a smirk from Draco. After Ron lead him to the very front of the classroom and right in front of the desk. Damn it! I can't turn around. Harry thought.
"Ron why are you doing this to me?" Harry pleaded.
"Fine. Professor's not here yet so I don't care. Go sit somewhere where you can stare at him discreetly." Ron said.
"Thanks Ron!" Harry hugged him and skipped away. How did we not know he was gay? Ron asked himself. Then Ron saw him sit himself right in the far right corner, behind Draco. He winked at Ron and settled into staring at Draco. Draco sensed him and turned around, then he dropped a pencil and made sure his arse was right near Harry's face. Harry licked his lips and Ron now knew that he was better not to be between them. He saw Draco admire the reaction he had caused in Harry's pants and then get his own. How the Slytherins weren't reacting to this was a mystery to Ron. Then he saw the faint glimmer that indicated a glamour and knew the rest of the class would see two boys working. Then he realised they could get up to anything now. Harry didn't know though.
"Mmmm... Draco please. Don't do this to me."
"You came over here to watch me so I am giving you a show." Draco said.
"Well I can't argue with that reasoning, can I?" Harry managed to say. Harry took his foot out of his shoe and rubbed it up the back of Draco's leg.
"Draco?" Harry quietly said.
"Yes darling?" Draco said kinda sarcastically.
"Do you love me?" Harry said.
"Yes Harry, you're wonderful." Draco said.
"I love you too. I want it to be gentle with you, at least for tonight. Not angry sex." Harry said.
"Me too Harry. I still want to bottom for you though. I want you inside me. Please." Draco said ending with a beg.
"And next lesson we will be learning about how wizards tricked muggles into thinking Adolf Hitler was killing Jewish people." Professor Binns spoke in his boring voice.
"Draco I am free now. What about you?" Harry couldn't wait.
"I am free too." Draco spoke. Then they looked up, saw they were alone, walked to the next classroom and locked the door.
"I don't know what to do Draco, you're my first." Harry admitted.
"Your my first too Harry, not too many gay guys out there for me. How about a kiss." Draco indicated his lips and Harry gently brushed their lips together until something inside him was awoken and the kiss turned more passionate.
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