Okay chapter 2, Oh and because I forgot to say it in the last one

I DONOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM IT

But I hope you knew that anyways

Draco's POV

Neville and I spent the rest of the afternoon by that tree. He held me in his arms and we hugged and kissed.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"We have to keep this a secret."

I nodded. He was right, my father would never allow this.

I was sad when we had to go to dinner.

"Hey Draco where were you this afternoon?" Blaise asked.

"Oh I was around," I replied, not looking him in the eye.

"Oh I get it, around. Gosh Draco if you were off snogging some girl you could tell me," Blaise replied.

"I was not off snogging some girl," I said. Technically it was not a lie, Neville was most certainly not a girl.

"Whatever, was she good?"

I rolled my eyes.

We all left the great hall in a giant crowd. I felt someone grab my arm. I panicked and tried to pull away.

"It's just me," Neville whispered.

He pulled me off.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he pulled me through the halls.

He stopped and pushed me up agents the wall.

"Oh Draco, when will you learn not to ask questions," he said before kissing me.

We began running again, before we reached…

"The library?" I asked. "Did you take me here to do homework or something."

"Just come with me," he lead me to a dust deserted section of the library.

"A broom closet?"

"No a wonderfully preformed charm." Neville replied.

He opened the door to revile a small room. Complete with a bed and everything.

Neville sat on the bed and grabbed me by the waist. He pulled me so I was sitting on his lap with my legs wrapped around him.

He began kissing me. I awkwardly moved my lips attempting to mimic his movements. I gasped as he began sucking on my bottom lip. He took advantage of my open mouth and slipped his tongue in. I let out a small yelp, and fell to the floor as I pulled back.

"What was that?" I asked.

"You mean the kiss?" he replied confused.

"No what were you doing with you tongue?"

Neville laughed.

I was beginning to get angry. Why was he laughing? He was the one that put his tongue in my mouth.

"Draco, don't tell me you've never French kissed anyone before," he said smiling.

"French kiss?"

"Yes it a kind of kissing you do with tongues," Neville told me.

He offered me a hand and I sat beside him on the bed.

I rubbed the back of my head, extremely embarrassed.

"Should I teach you how to do it?" Neville asked.

I nodded.

"Okay," he said, helping me back into his lap. "okay I'm going to put my tongue in your mouth, and I'm gonna massage your tongue with mine."

"Okay," I said.

He pulled my head closer.

It definitely felt weird. It still felt good, but weird.

He moved his tongue in ways I didn't think possible, the entire time urging me to do the same.

"When every something feels good, say my name," Neville purred.

He began kissing down my neck.

"Mmm, Neville," I laughed slightly, then bit down hard on my neck.

"Ow," I cried.

"It's okay," he calmed me, petting my hair gently.

He began to suck on the wound he just made.

"Neville," I gasped out.

He continued to suck, me moaning his name every few minutes.

It felt so good I lost control of my self.

"Oh Neville, I love you," I said.

"No you don't" he said examining the purplish mark he left on my neck before laying me on the bed.

"Oh I do, more then anything," I said moaning as he straddled me.

"Does that mean you want more then just kisses?" he asked as he kissed my collar bone.

"Uh huh."

"You want to be my boyfriend," he asked.

"Uh huh."

Neville pulled back. "I'll think about it," he said climbing off the bed.

"Where are you going?" I asked as he heading towards the door.

"My common room. Everyone's probably wondering where I'm at. You should probably do the same. Although might I suggest a cold shower first."

He laughed as he left, leaving me to deal with my own little problem.

The next time I saw Neville we were in potions.

"Now since Professor Dumbledore want to attempt to bring houses closer together, each of you will be pairing up with somebody from the opposite house," every stared as Snape spoke.

"Well?" he asked.

With that the Gryffindors and Slytherins in the room began to pair up.

I looked around the room, there was Harry, but that was absolutely out of the question. That Granger girl would only make me look bad. And then I say Neville.

"You want to work together?" I asked in an almost inaudible whisper.

Neville smiled and looked around to make sure we couldn't be overheard.

"Does your façade really break that easily?" Neville asked laughing to himself.

I blushed. He was right, ever since we kissed I wasn't myself and people were bound to notice.

I cleared my throat.

"Longbottom, your gonna work with me." I said some what loudly.

"W-why me," Neville's suddenly change in personality threw me off guard.

"Cause, I need someone to control. And your as good as any useless Gryffindor," I said dragging Neville back to the seat beside me.

I decided I rather like being in charge, maybe I would be the guy in this relationship. If you could call what we had a relationship.

"Good job Draco," he whispered.

Then I remembered why Neville seemed to be in charge, he didn't fall apart when ever I talked.

"Okay, now that you've found your partners, you may begin your potions."

"Okay what first?" I wasn't sure if Neville was asking me or his self.

He reached around the table, accidentally knocking pomegranate juice into my lap.

"Sorry," Neville said grabbing a rag.

He began drying off the spill. Working the rag in a circular motion on my thighs.

I bit my lip no hold back a moan, which Neville noticed. I brought the rag in between my legs rubbing the now noticeable bulge.

"Neville," I said under my breath.

"Mr. Longbottom, I don't believe this is the place for that," Snape said .

I blushed.

The rest of potions seemed to drag on forever. My hardness eventually wore off.

"Mr. Malfoy, I wish to speak to you," Snape said. "In private," he added after he noticed Crabbe and Goyle following me.

"Yes, sir?" I asked as I approached him.

"Would you mind explaining to me what was going on in my class today?" Snape asked me.

I rubbed the back on my head. "Oh, that. Well Neville spilled something on me and he was just cleaning it off." I answered truthfully.

"Is that all?"

I wanted to say yes so badly, but I knew Snape would know.

"Well?"

"It was all that happened…in class," I replied.

"And outside of class?"

I swallowed.

"Look Draco, I don't care about your personal life. I just want an answer. Yes or no?"

"Yes," I replied.

Well, chapter 2 any suggestions?