Title: To Risk Everything
Author: Nai(c)
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, slash so be warned.
Rating: M
Spoilers: None

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Part one: Peace

Prelude

He tried to breathe as quietly as possible; to not breathe at all had been better. He pressed his back against the cold stone wall, feeling the chill seep into him through the robe, making him shiver. It had been a cold autumn so far, colder than usual and the large stone corridors at Hogwarts were bad at keeping any warmth in.

He dared to sneak a look around the corner, but quickly pulled his head back, they were still there; three dark figures, obviously looking for something.

Harry, who had gone out to grab a glass of milk was sure it was not him, although he did not know why he knew that. But there was something malicious about the figures, something that made him certain they wanted to hurt you, so he hid.

This was the second group, or was it the first group again? He had been sneaking about trying to get back to his room or anywhere we he could get help, but always seemed to run into the dark figures again. They had herded him further and further into unoccupied parts of Hogwarts.

There was something wrong with their form he decided as he tried to meld into the coarse stone wall, like they were not really there. It was impossible to focus on them for any period of time without building up a headache; their edges where blurry and the longer you looked the more terrified you became.

Panic rising his throat he realized that he heard steps from the other direction, closing in on him from behind. There was nowhere to run. A heavy feeling of dread settled over his chest and made it difficult to breathe.

The three dark figures were still in front of him and all the surrounding doors where looked; he had already tried all the handles. The quiet scuffling steps were coming closer and Harry broke out in a cold sweat thinking desperately; he wished yet again that he had brought his wand.

Not having thought of any remarkable plans he just steeled himself, expecting the worst, when a figure of his own size came around the corner backwards and almost toppled over him. It was clearly human in origin, and none of that wrongness seeped out from it.

Harry, not wanting the other to give up their position to the dark figures embraced the person holding his hand over their mouth and whispered to the other: "Don't scream"

He shied back as ice blue eyes meet his, scared ice blue eyes he corrected himself as he looked at Draco Malfoy trying to find something to say, wiping his hand on his robe, it felt warm after Draco had breathed on it. He started to say something to stop the other from talking but Draco quickly put a hand over his mouth, beckoning him to silence, his hand was cold against Harry's face.

"Shhh" Draco mouthed and bent in to whisper sarcastically in his ear: "Just be quiet Potter, there are dark forces at large not even you want to face tonight."

Harry ignored the snide tone and just nodded and pointed towards the three figures around the corner. Draco paled pulling his hand away and fervently pointed backwards holding up six fingers. Harry's mouth suddenly felt very dry and he desperately looked around for somewhere to escape, knowing there was nothing.

Draco started feeling the door handles, Harry shook his head trying to say with gestures that they were looked. Draco nodded and pulled out a piece of wire, bending over the closest door and started to fiddle with the lock. At that moment Harry heard shuffling footsteps coming from his left, no right, from both directions he suddenly realized. As the steps became louder a fog of terror seemed to fill the corridor, creeping in under your clothes and preventing your mind from working.

With a wonderful little click Draco smiled triumphantly and quietly turned the door handle, opening the door. They hurriedly slipped inside closing it behind them. Draco started to fiddle with the lock again, trying to close it.

Harry examined the room, passionately hoping for a door, a window, anything at all. There was indeed a small roof window, letting a stream of moonlight in, but it was far too small for a human to even consider. The only other items in the room were a closet, a small dresser and an empty washstand, the room was tiny and there was nowhere really suitable for two persons to hide.

Draco came up behind him, joining his search, looking for a place to conceal them and seemed to settle for the closet, it was deep, if narrow, and contained some old things hanging in it. Dragging Harry with him, he crept in between the clothes; they were careful not to make any noise.

Desperately Harry tried to still his beating heart, listening to sounds from outside the door. He thought he could hear the pounding loud and clear but on the other hand he was not sure if it was his or Draco's. Standing almost face to face, having gone in last Harry was trying not to open the doors and it was hard to tell where he ended and the other started.

It was stuffy in the small closet and uncomfortable, Harry tried to move into a slightly more comfortable position but only succeeded in stretching one arm that was starting to cramp around Draco's chest.

Having heard nothing and feeling somewhat safe behind a door he could not still his curiosity; he bent forward and whispered in Draco's ear: "What was that and what are they doing here?"

"They are the Dark Ones, but what they are doing here tonight is anyone's guess." Draco whispered quietly in his ear, his breath feeling hot against Harry's cold skin.

"We must get out of here, we must warn the school" Harry exclaimed almost too loud. Draco hissed in his ear, urging him to stay quiet, he put one arm around Harry as to keep him in place, stopping him from running off.

"We don't know what they are after, better to keep hidden until we are sure they are gone"

Harry protested: "We can't do that, who knows what plans they have!"

It was too dark but he could almost feel Draco rolling his eyes towards him, "I promise they won't hurt anyone Potter" he said sarcastically.

"You know what they are after then?"

Draco did not answer because just then the sound of the handle being slowly turned stilled them both. Harry pressed his head and body inwards, trying to become as small as possible and desperately wished he had his invisibility cloak.

At least he felt warm for the first time that night; he tried to focus on that to stop his heart escaping his chest and his lungs from exploding in the effort of breathing quietly. He stood still, head almost resting on Draco's shoulder and one arm around him and body pressed against the other. It suddenly felt almost too hot; he could feel Draco's warm breath on his forehead.

The door creaked slightly as the handle turned back; Draco must have managed to lock the door after them. There was the sound of footsteps shuffling away, unevenly like whatever was walking was not used to doing so.

After a minute or two he said voice embarrassingly weak: "You think they left?" He lifted his head slightly, trying to listen.

Draco turned his head towards him: "There is no way to tell, we better stay put."

"We have to send a warning, we have to risk it", Harry said, his whisper bouncing of Draco's face a mere inch from his, he imagined he could almost see him in the dark even though the light from the window where not able to lit the room and the uneven doors on the closet further obscuring any illumination.

Now that the immediate danger had passed Harry suddenly became aware of how very close he was to Draco, their bodies pressed against each other, their lips almost touching.

Feeling embarrassed he tried to move away, but Draco's arm held him in place. He started to object saying that they needed to hurry, that maybe people were in danger, even though Draco had said they were not, when he suddenly felt Draco's lips brush against his.

His entire body froze and he became unable to move, that must have been a mistake, surely? He stood very still, like a small mammal frightened by a wolf. Draco's lips came closer again, lips searching lips as he kissed him.

Harry's mind were not working properly, surely there was something utterly wrong with this that he should point out? He just could not think of what that was. As he did not respond the kiss grew more demanding; Draco pressed harder, his mouth requesting entrance and with no thoughts whatsoever

Harry parted his lips feeling Draco's tongue slip in, exploring the cavity of his mount. Draco pulled him even closer, hand sneaking up in his hair as he deepened the kiss and pressed their body's closer together. Harry felt his body react on its own, pressing back, his arms circling around, hugging Draco back. He carefully let his tongue meet his, sending shivers down his body; the feeling stopped all further possibilities for intelligent reflection.

Sensing him respond, Draco let go of the hard grip around his waist and let his hand stroke up and down Harry's back, his tongue and mouth demanding all of Harry's attention. Harry broke away to breath and leaned his head back enjoying the feeling of Draco's warm hand stroking his back.

Draco bent down and placed his lips on Harry's neck, placed small burning kisses from his chin down towards his collarbone, trailing a damp path with his tongue after them. His arm came around pulling at the fastening of Harry's robe, Harry reflexively helped out, letting his robe be opened all the way in the front, revealing his trembling body, naked except his boxers, he had only planed of going to the kitchen and back after all.

He could feel Draco smile against his skin as he started to caress his chest; Harry felt more than heard a moan escape his lips as Draco's burning hands traced lines over his skin, kissing his neck, his shoulders, stroking him all over his trembling body.

Harry, wanted to feel Draco against him and pulled at his t-shirt, tugging it off and Draco quickly shrugged out of his clothes. Pressing their almost naked bodies together, Draco's skin was hot and burning against his and made Harry forget he had ever been cold.

Standing like this, leaning into each other in the too small closet he could feel all the points where he and Draco met and abruptly he felt Draco's hard on pressed against his leg, it shocked him and made him realize what he was doing and with whom.

He pushed away, opening the closet doors, looking at Draco in the sudden light from the window a small smile playing on his lips, his face relaxed. Harry looked into his blue eyes, half closed and beautiful. Draco made no move to stop him getting further away but instead just looked at him. It stopped Harry and again he forgot that this was not as it should be.

He trailed a hand tentative hand across Draco's chest all the way up to his chin and Draco's head turned kissing his palm. The action, almost loving, calmed him and he bent in kissing Draco on the lips, softly.

Draco put one hand behind his head, kissing him back and with the other he pressed to the front of Harry's boxers, Harry groaned loudly into his mouth as he ground into his hand. In a quick move their underwear was thrown away, discarded, and they were on the floor; Harry half reclined over Draco as they kissed, trembling hands found their way and Harry felt Draco, hard and oh so hot in his hand at the same time as Draco closed upon himself.

Stroking each other over the edge with fast hard rubs they came together, moans stifled in a kiss, their seed mixing between them on their stomachs. Afterwards they laid still, Harry's head again resting on Draco's shoulder while Draco was fiddling with strands of Harry's dark hair between his fingers.

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Harry must have dozed off because he was startled awake when Draco pushed him away, getting up.

Harry looked after him as he gathered up his clothes without looking at Harry and briskly got dressed. Harry felt like he had to say something but the realization of what they had just done loomed heavily with meanings he couldn't even begin to untangle right now.

"You leaving?"He eventually managed to get out. Draco now fully dressed, turned around and looked at him, Harry almost jumped back, there was not a trace of the earlier smile left on Draco's face, his mouth was back in its normal sneer.

"Yeah well the Dark Ones business is probably done by now, too late to tell anyone Potter". Harry incapable to fathom what was happening just stared at Draco, dark eyes wide open and mouth slightly parted in shock.

Draco smiled sarcastically at him reading his confusion: "What did you think I was doing Potter? You were only to easy to distract, very willing."

"You don't mean that, not after we, not..." Harry's voice trailed off when there was no change in Draco's demeanour.

Draco turned away, "It will be interesting seeing you explain what just happened if you try telling anyone about what transpired tonight."

Harry sat quiet, unable to grasp that anyone could be so cold and uncaring, looking at Draco forcing the look, opening the door and stepping out, not turning back.