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You're Not Allowed To Leave Me

"But call me Draconis."

"Draconis?" Harry asked with a blush. "Is that what Draco is short for?" Draco nodded and wrapped an arm around Harry's waist. He pulled Harry closer.

"Thank you for tending to my injuries," he said huskily. Harry looked up into his eyes and shuddered. They were much darker than they were earlier. There was something different about Draco- Draconis, something that almost seemed lethal and deadly. Had he simply missed it last night? Why did Draco seem so threatening now? Harry couldn't help but to suddenly have fear seeping into his heart.

"Y-you're w-welcome," Harry stammered as he looked away from the blonde. His cheek was being gently caressed by Draco's hand.

"Do not be afraid of me," Draconis said warmly. "I cannot hurt you."

"C-cannot?" Harry asked confused. The blonde was two times bigger than Harry, he could probably kill him if he wanted to.

"My father says to never hurt an angel," Draconis answered as he captured Harry's lips with his own. Harry was stunned. The kiss had deepened before Harry was able to pull himself out of Draco's arms. When he did he noticed Draco's body double over as a groan escpaed his lips.

"Draconis?" Harry asked as he rushed to his side. Draco straightened back up with his eyes clenched tightly. He held a hand out to Harry so he couldn't come any closer.

"Draco," he said through grittted teeth as he finally opened his eyes. Harry saw that they were back to the silver color he had seen before. He was so confused. Draco had just told him to call him Draconis, so why had he changed his mind so quickly?

There was definitely something going on with the blonde.

Harry studied Draco for a minute. Nothing seemed dark and threatening. It was as if the Draco from a few seconds ago was another person all together. "Well, are you hungry, Draco?" Harry asked for the second time that morning.

Draco turned to him with a small smile. "Yes," he said.

"Why don't you come down to the kitchen with me?" Harry asked with a smile. "Think you can make it?"

"I'm sure I can manage," Draco said as he took hold of Harry's hand. Harry blushed and led the way out of the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Draco didn't marvel at the size of the house like all their previous guests had done at past businees parties and such. He actually seemed accustomed to being in such a big house.

Harry watched as Draco sat himself at the breakfast bar and then their eyes met; Harry could only stare. "Are you allergic to anything?" he asked finally turning away. Why did he keep staring?

"Blueberries," Draco said in a very sensual-sounding way. Harry felt an odd tingle in his stomach. Did Draco always talk that way?

"Okay," Harry said as he set to work on making the waffles. "No blueberry waffles... Chocolate chip it is then." As he made the waffles he could feel Draco's eyes on him. Though Draco sat in silence, Harry felt as if the blonde was trying to tell him something or that he had something to say. He let the feeling go as he finished the waffles and made Draco a plate.

Draco eyed the fluffy waffles curiously when Harry placed a plate-full in front of him. "Go ahead, eat up," Harry smiled brightly. He sat next to the blonde, intent on watching him enjoy his little, chocolate-chip masterpieces. Aunt Petunia was a great cook, but Harry prided himself with the knowledge that his waffles were so much better than his aunt's.

Draco used his fork to cut off a small piece of one of the waffles on his plate, but before he could eat it Harry grabbed his arm. "Wait! I forgot the syrup and whipped cream... Do you want to try those as well?"

"Not yet," Draco said as he raised his fork to his lips. The enticing scent of the waffles was making his stomach growl. When the piece of golden, chocolaty goodness touched his tongue he moaned in appreciation. "Amazing," he sighed as he immediately began to get more waffle on his fork.

Harry smiled proudly. "I'm glad you enjoy it." Draco smiled over at him and then raised his fork to Harry's mouth. Harry blushed but politely accepted the bite of waffle Draco offered. "Wow, those might be the best waffles I've ever made ever."

Draco's silver gaze was suddenly drawn to his lips. "Angel, you've got chocolate just there," he said as he pointed to Harry's mouth with his fork.

Harry blushed and wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his long-sleeved grey t-shirt. "Is it gone?" he asked.

Draco leaned over and shook his head 'no' before capturing Harry's lips with his own. The kiss was short and sweet, Harry felt Draco's tongue gently lick at his upper lip before he pulled completely away. He smirked and continued to eat his waffles. "It's gone now."

Harry turned away from him. He could tell that his face was redder than the crimson pajama bottoms Draco was still wearing. "Oh, no! You need clothes!" he exclaimed as he looked at Draco's half-naked form.

"I am fine without them," Draco said as he looked over Harry's body with a hungry gaze. Harry could tell that he was no longer hungry for waffles.

Harry jumped up from his seat. "Y-yes, well if my aunt finds out I've let you run around without proper clothes, she will think me a horrible caretaker... And I'll never hear the end of it from Dudley," he mumbled as he took Draco's plate and fork.

"Dudley?" Draco asked curiously as he stood and followed Harry to the sink. The raven did not appear to notice him.

"He's my cousin," Harry replied.

"Why should he care about my state of undress?" Draco asked with a chuckle.

"It's not that," Harry blushed. "It'll be the fact that I allowed you to walk around without clothes. He'll probably pick on me about it when eighty... He'll think I have a crush on you or something."

"Do you find me attractive?" Draco asked as he gripped Harry's hips and pulled him back against his chest.

"I...I... don't even know you," Harry finally said as he felt Draco's heat seeping through the thin material of his shirt. It felt amazing.

"And I don't know you," Draco said as he deeply inhaled Harry's delicate scent, "but I would love to learn... I'm an excellent student," he breathed into Harry's ear.

A pleasurable tingle shot down Harry's spine at the deeply alluring voice and warm breath tickling his ear. How could he not push the blonde away? Why didn't he feel repulsed at being so intimate with someone he had never seen until the night before? Something inside of Harry just wouldn't see reason... He turned in Draco's strong embrace and stood on his tip-toes to kiss the blonde. He wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck, careful not to touch the odd collar. Draco smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms tightly around Harry's waist before lifting him up and setting him down on the counter. The kiss deepened, this time of Harry's own accord and he moaned into it. After a few long, scorching seconds the kiss ended and Harry pulled back for air. He smiled down at Draco. "First lesson," he said out-of-breath. Draco smirked up at him. "My favorite color is green," Harry said coyly as he pulled Draco back in for another kiss.

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I'm proud of that if I do say so myself. And I'm fully aware that Draconis only lasted a few seconds, I did that on purpose...

YAY! I updated! I'll try and do it again today or tomorrow!

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