ADDICTED TO YOU
This is dedicated to my friend Heidi, who is the biggest Draco/Harry fan i know, i've promosed her i would write one for her an d now that i have i hope that she adores this, Heres lookin' at you kid!
Little did they know, as their passionete crys rang out, that come morning the whole castel will have been kept awake by every sigh and scream they made.That by breakfast the next morning the whole of Hogwarts would know, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, enemy's through and through, were lovers.
As Harry sat at the Gryffindor table oblivious to, or ignoring the whispers, insults and rumors, He remembered last night clearly.
Their first night together after so many years of longing, so many nights spent in someone else's arms crying out for someone else at the point of climax.He remembered feverent, hungrey touches, kisses that felt as if they were devowering each other.A whole night of the best sex he'd ever had, And when the first fingers of dawn clawed their way through the velvet veil of night they each departed to their seperate dormitories, to pretend it had never happened.
Harry rememberd the last kiss of the night, as he drew the invisability cloak around him and Draco drew his own cloak of shadows.It was a kiss born of longing, of the knowledge that this may be the first and last time, it was a kiss to savor, a kiss that was ment to linger.But as Harry looked up and caught those cold blue eyes rakeing over him, caught Dracos eyes with his own, He saw promise there, the promise of many more ecstacy filled nights to come.
Draco stared into those eyes, those eyes that had bore into his whit such longing last night.As he stared into those eyes, he supressed a shudder as the memories flooded him.
He remembered everything.Potter's delicate lips crushed and bruised swelling from the ferocity of their kisses.Those lips parted and panting, whispering his name, crying out his name, pleading.His hands, curled in Draco's hair, digging into his shoulders, looking, seeking for something steady to grasp.Draco smiled a wicked smile, basking in the memory of Potters hands seeking in almost desperation, Draco loved longed for it again and again and again! And those eyes, those chartruese eyes!filled with submissive passion.
Draco was grateful for the table and long sweaping school robes for they hid the enormous hard on the mear memory, of the previous night, brought on.
As Draco stared into Harry's eyes acrossed the room, he promised that there would be more nights like the last, there most definately would be.
Potter was his now, he had taken him last night, after years of watching him fuck everything else in the castle, Harry Potter was at last his.He would make Potter beg for him as he cryed out for Potter's name.
Draco Malfoy promised to make this something neither of them would ever forget.