This was going to be the last chapter but wanted to end on a cliff hanger with this one. I'm sorry! I hope you like it!
The blonde haired Slytherin stomped his way to the library to retrieve his books deep in thought. He wasn't usually that forgetful nor did he really understand why he had reacted so strongly. Potter was just being his usual annoying self and was it so bad if he knew? The Gryffindor seemed to have accepted the kiss perhaps he would accept Draco's feelings. No, the Slytherin side of the blonde wasn't ready to truly show his feelings. Not yet.
The teen weaved his way through the maze of book shelves, making his way over to where he was studying the other day. Casually side-stepping a small pyramid of books that had been carelessly left on the floor he began to wonder whether his books would still be there. If not I'm buggered he thought absentmindedly. The blonde let his mind wander, allowing his feet to take him to his destination. To be more accurate he let his mind wander to a certain Gryffindor. He drifted around another corner and saw the pile too late. Some stupid person had also left their texts at the base of a row of shelves which caused him to loose his balance and tumble to the floor.
'Ow!' He said peevishly glaring at the books which shied away a little. Dusting himself off, his pride viciously trampled, he carried on his journey pretending that the little incident had never happened.
On the other side of the book shelf…
'Oh Draco…' the brunette moaned softly as the god like blonde pushed a slick finger into him. Draco gently pushed his middle finger in to join his index finger and quietened Harry with a soft kiss. However, the boy couldn't contain his excitement as Draco started scissoring his fingers to fully prepare him, sending shocks of pleasure through his body. Seeing at how much his lover was enjoying this Draco apologized under his breath as he took his fingers out of the willing body underneath him. Harry whimpered slightly at the loss of the sensation.
'Shhhh love,' Draco said smirking at the effect he was having. Draco slowly pushed his prick into the writhing body underneath him, while squeezing Harry's cock lightly as a distraction from the pain.
'Ow!' A peeved voice cut through Harry's dream. The brunette looked around in confusion at his surroundings, his mind too befuddled from sleep to register anything. He inhaled sharply as he stood up. A small tent had erected in the front of his trousers inhibiting any fast movement. Looking around himself he sighed with relief, seeing that he was alone. But wait where had that voice come from then? He blushed a bright crimson as the same blonde from his dreams came into view from behind a book shelf. Harry quickly sat back on the carved wooden chair and crossed his legs, hoping Draco hadn't seen anything.
'Potter what are you doing here?' The blonde demanded. He hadn't been expecting to see the other boy there. Potter mumbled something along the lines of 'why do you wanna now' then started to fiddle with the seam of his t-shirt. Draco took note of his tomato red face and raised an elegant eyebrow. This is interesting.
'Hey my book!' Exclaimed the blonde grabbing his Transfiguration text book off the table, causing Harry to jump out of his skin.
'Oh so that's yours then,' Harry mumbled giving the Slytherin a fleeting smile. I wonder where mine is then he thought vaguely, uncrossing his legs.
'Potter are you feeling well?' Draco asked surprising Harry
'Huh?' Why would he care? Looking up at the blonde he saw nothing but concern in the deep blue eyes. Harry blushed even more as he felt a cool hand placed on his forehead. He doesn't have a temperature…Draco thought to himself.
'Seriously Malfoy I…I'm ok. I'm not ill.' Draco gave him another searching look then turned around to leave.
'Wait hang on a moment Malfoy,' what am I doing? 'Can I ask you something?' Curiosity won the battle against the need for completing homework and Draco sat down in the ornate chair opposite the Gryffindor. The boy in question quickly crossed his legs again.
Seeing as the blushing boy made no move to ask him the question Draco said impatiently, 'While we're young Potter.'
'Oh yeah,' the brunette muttered. 'I was just wondering if you'd tell me why you stayed at Hogwarts and didn't go back to Malfoy Manor.' God not this again! The blonde thought slowly getting angry. 'I know it's probably none of my business,' Harry quickly mumbled, 'I was just wondering s'all.'
'Well you're correct about one thing Potter it definitely isn't any of your business.' The dark haired teen flinched at the harsh tone in Draco's voice. Oh what the hell, I might as well tell him now he probably won't leave me alone until I do.
'Do you really want to know why?' Draco said looking closely at the boy opposite him.
'Yeah,' Harry said, wondering where the blonde was going to go with this.
'Fine then but don't blame me if you're scarred for the rest of your life.' Draco stopped to take a breath and steel his nerves. 'I have a crush on you. I've had one for some time now.'
I hope you liked it! The last chapter will be uo soon as i've written half of it already. Don't forget to review!
