Chapter 02
"Harry where are you going? Supper's in a hour." Hermione asked as Harry quickly walked past her and yelled a quick 'Nowhere' as he went out the portrait hole. "Honestly. . ." She muttered to herself, laid her quill down next to her half finished essay on the coffee table and ran out after him. "Harry! Harry!"
Harry to a stop and let him friend catch up with him. "What? I'm kind of busy."
"Harry I don't like how you're always disappearing with. . .him." She placed her hand on his shoulder. Underneath her hand she could feel him tense.
"Him who, 'Mione? You're not making any sense." He said with a weak laugh.
She sighed and gave his shoulder a squeeze before letting her arm drop. "I understand why you won't tell us but I'm worried about you. What if-"
"O, there you are Harry, I thought I'd have to go all the way to your common room to find you." They both looked down the hall to see Cho Chang sauntering up to them. "I was hoping you'd come to Hogsmeade with me this weekend." She fluttered her eyelashes at him. "With it being my last year and all, I was hoping we could get to know one another better."
"Sorry Cho, I wasn't planning on visiting the village this weekend. I already made plans to study."
"But you can study anytime, Harry. Come on, please?" Cho asked with a pout.
"I for one, am quite proud that Harry is taking his studies serious even if it means he has to give up a Hogsmeade weekend." Though the look she gave Harry say she didn't buy the lie about wanting to study.
"Hermione's right, if I want to have any hope of passing my N.E.W.T.s next year I need to get serious about my schoolwork." He stepped away from both the girls. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to do something before supper, bye." And bristly headed off to the other side of the Seventh Floor Corridor, only glancing back to make sure neither of them had followed.
Feeling safe in the knowledge that he was alone, Harry walked towards the Room of Requirement, opened the door that was already there and slipped inside.
"What took you so long?" Draco asked from a slytherin green loveseat he was lounging on, a potions textbook resting in his lap. Harry could tell he was miffed for having to wait. The room had provided a comfortable sitting room, with seating around a fireplace and a large bed tucked away in the corner. It was done up in slytherin colours, much to Harry's displeasure, but it was only fair since he arrived last.
"Sorry," Harry undid his robe as he made his way over to the blond. "Hermione stopped me as I was leaving the common room, I think she knows. . ." He threw his robe onto one of the plush chairs only for it to slid off and onto the ground. Not that Harry noticed or cared, Draco shifted slightly to give him some more room when he sat down on the edge of the loveseat. "Then Cho showed up, wanting to know if I'd go to Hogsmeade with her this weekend."
Draco glared at him as the textbook was plucked right out of his hands and placed on the coffee table. "You, of course, told her no, right?"
"Yes I told her no. I have every intention to 'study' this weekend with you." Harry said as he pressed a chaste kiss first to Draco's forehead then his lips.
Draco's expression was smug, he knew that Harry was very much gay and had no interest in any of those harpies, not that it stopped them from trying. Maybe if they knew the truth they'd give up but then real competition would show up and Draco couldn't have that. For now their relationship and Harry's sexuality needed to be a secret. Once they were out of school there'd be less chance for someone to steal him away.
"We don't have much time." Harry said with a sight as he ran a hand through the silky blond hair, trying not to mess it up to much.
Draco did an un-Malfoy thing and snorted. "And who's fault is that?" He said as he sat up, pulled his boyfriend close and crashed their lips together in a demanding kiss.
Harry pulled away slightly and panted out. "And I said I was sorry." Draco took this opportunity to attack the tan neck. "Draco. . ." Harry closed his eyes. ". . .no marks this time." He tried to say in a stern voice but it came out kind of breathless. "Ron is still teasing me about last time."
He sat back against the loveset and pouted. He needed to put some sort of visible claim on the teen, but knew better than to piss him off by doing the opposite to what he said. He fingered the red and gold tie and smirked. "Fine." Then resumed kissing the teen breathless, his hands made short work of removing Harry's tie and shirt, throwing them who knows where.
Once Harry was naked from the waist up Draco maneuvered them so he was now laying on top. At some point his own tie had gone missing and his shirt hung wide open. Looking quite pleased with himself, Harry caressed the milky white skin. Not one to waste time Draco pressed soft kisses to down the other's jaw neck, collarbone and chest, stopping at the brown nipples. He bit down on one then used his tongue to sooth the area while his thumb nail dragged against the other causing Harry to hiss in pleasure.
Draco shifted his body so his erection pressed up to Harry's thigh and started to thrust, causing his stomach to brush against the others hard length. Harry's hips bucked adding to their pleasure. Draco continued to abuse the little nubs and couldn't help place a small hickey around that area. It wouldn't be visible so he shouldn't get into to much trouble. . .and if it made the raven haired teen change in private for awhile then that was only a bonus.
Soon Draco abandon the attack on Harry's chest as their movements became erratic. Harry was the first to still and made a high pitch noise, with a few more thrusts he followed with a grunt. He felt boneless as laid on top of his panting boyfriend, the room was silent except for for their breathing and the 'tick tock' of a clock on the mantle of the fireplace.
". . .heavy." Harry murmured sleepily and Draco shankly crawled off him, wrinkling his nose at the feeling of a cool damp spot in the front of his trousers.
"Remind me why we're wearing clothes again?"
"'Cause suppers in," Harry reached into his pocket, also not enjoying feeling of damp fabric against his skin as he moved and waved his wand with a 'tempus'. "15 minutes." Then he cast a cleaning charm on himself and Draco.
"Right, come on we need to get going. You should leave first." Draco got off the loveset, doing up his buttons.
"Help me find my clothes?" Harry asked and smiled as he was handed his shirt. Once that was back on he looked around the floor for his elusive tie.
"I've got it," Draco reached down under one of the chairs. "come here and I'll do it up for you. How you've managed 6 year without knowing how to properly tie a tie I'll never know."
Harry gave him a lopsided smile. "Never had to, 'Mione would always fix mine and Ron's and now I've got you to do it."
Draco gave him a kiss as he slid the fabric around his boyfriends neck and tied it with practiced hands then handed over the wrinkled robe. "You better hurry, or else the Weasel will have eaten everything."
"I wish you wouldn't call him that." Harry said as he rolled his eyes but knew it was futile to argue. "Same time friday, yeah?"
"Yeah and don't be late this time." Draco gave him a slap on the butt to get going and watch him disappear would the door with a cocky grin.
Harry walked into the great hall just as the food appear and took his usual seat across from his best friends. It was Hermione who noticed that something was different first. She chuckled, which she tried to disguise it as a cough and asked. "Anything you want to tell us Harry?"
Harry gave her a confused look and opened his mouth to ask what she was on about when Ron yelled out.
"Are you wearing a Slytherin tie?!"
Harry looked down not to see the familiar red and gold but green and silver. "Errr. . .no?"
At that moment a smug Draco Malfoy walked into the great hall, his collar unbuttoned and no tie, a piece of red and gold fabric poking out of his pocket.
To be Continued
