-HP/DM-

Harry felt weird having his friends see him, so he asked Madam Pomfrey if it was ok to make them wait until Saturday. He explained that it was going to take some getting used to, having to touch Draco constantly. She agreed it would be better to wait and said she would get them their homework when it was delivered. September 1st had been a Friday, He and Draco were hit with the spell on Sunday, and by Tuesday they were getting used to it.

That same Tuesday, Draco was sitting in bed reading and Harry was sitting next to him writing. Their legs were pressed together. Harry knew it was good, Draco was even willing to touch him, but his leg was the only thing warm.

Draco was watching Harry write while pretending to read. He kept stopping to rub his hands together, which Draco guessed were rather cold. His own were freezing. He put his book down and turned to Harry.

"What are you doing?" He asked. Harry started and dropped his quill.

Harry smiled. "Writing."

Draco laughed. "I know that, but it doesn't seem to be homework."

Harry froze. "Well, umm, if you must know, it's a journal. I write everything down, helps put it in perspective." He blushed.

Draco looked like he had been slapped. He knew it was perfect. He had to screw with Harry; it was only fair. "How many times is my name in there?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows at Harry.

Harry blushed again. "It's not."

Draco laughed again. "Yeah right, after everything we have been through, all the times we fought. I bet that whole thing is about me."

Harry blushed again, shivered, and put his book and quill in the nightstand drawer.

"Your cold." Draco said. Harry didn't move or speak, but he did look at him. "I can see it. You keep rubbing your hands together and trying not to show how cold you really are."

"Whatever. I'm fine. We are touching after all." Harry said looking down at their legs.

Draco shook his head. "Come here." He said pulling Harry up and to him. He forced Harry to sit between his legs. Harry sighed as his back met Draco's chest. "I knew you were cold. You have got to learn doing things for yourself is ok too. You don't always have to be the hero."

Harry leaned back and looked up into Draco's eyes. He nodded. "I know, I'm just so used to having to save everyone else, I forget about myself."

"Aww… Poor Harry!" Draco said a twitch to his lip. Harry elbowed him in the stomach. "Oh!"

-HP/DM-

They had sat just like that for hours, enjoying the warmth. They talked about everything until finally, Harry had to move.

"Draco?" Harry said looking back.

"Huh?" The other said looking down.

Harry blushed once again. "I… umm… well…"

"Potter!" Draco growled.

"I-really-need-a-shower." Harry said really fast.

Draco laughed and kept laughing. "You blushed over that. What's going to happen when you realize we can't separate? I have to follow you."

Harry turned so red; he felt the burn crawl up his face. He hid in Draco's arm.

"Well, come on. Get some clothes. I promise I won't look." Draco said pushing Harry up. Harry groaned at the loss, but hurried to get his stuff.

When he stood and turned around Draco was waiting by the bathroom door with his own clothes in his hands. Harry walked over to him and took his hand.

"I figure we go one at a time, person not showering sits in the bathroom." Draco stated.

Harry nodded. "Ok."

Draco stepped into a spacious bathroom with shower, attached tub, basin, and toilet. "You go first." He said sitting on the closed toilet lid. Harry froze. "Oh, come on! I have the same thing. You want me to close my eyes." Harry nodded.

Draco complied and Harry stripped stepping into the shower. He turned on the hot water and felt the spray hit him. The water had to be hot, but Harry couldn't feel it. His bones felt like ice. Harry slumped onto the shower floor and huddled up. He had to touch him. Harry stood again and poked his head out the curtain. Draco looked up smiling at him.

"What's wrong, Harry?" He asked.

"The water is all the way up and I'm freezing." Harry said reaching a wet hand out towards Draco.

Draco took his hand, but he saw the pain in Harry's eyes. No longer caring who was who and who saw what Draco let go. He quickly removed his own clothing. Pulling back the curtain he stepped in next to Harry. He enveloped him in the warmth. Harry sighed and slumped against Draco.

"This sucks!" Harry exclaimed.

Draco stopped moving his hand along Harry's back and looked to him. "Huh?"

"Well" Harry said smiling. "I never thought there would be a day when the only way I was comfortable was in my ex- enemy's arms."

Draco laughed and shook them both. Looking down he saw Harry staring. "What?"

"I like your laugh. It's perfect." Harry said.

Looking up into Draco's face he knew, he knew everything he needed to know. He liked Draco. It wasn't about how or why, but he did although he never planned to admit it.

Draco felt strange. Harry was staring so hard it was making Draco hard in other ways. Harry must have felt it because he suddenly looked down. That famous blush spread, Draco noticed, not only to Harry's face, but also to every other part of his body. They locked eyes and both realized they had been checking one another out. Harry leaned in slightly just enough to brush a small kiss to Draco's lips.

"I'm sorry." Harry said. "I…"

Draco leaned down and captured that mouth in his own. Harry tensed aware Draco was kissing him back. The heat grew. Draco licked Harry's bottom lip and Harry moaned opening his mouth. Draco took the offering and ran his tongue along the inside of Harry's mouth. He moaned. Draco paused letting his tongue sit. He wanted Harry to take over, but apparently the boy wasn't getting his hints. Sighing Draco pulled away enough to kiss down Harry's jaw to his ear.

"You remember saying you never do anything for yourself?" Draco asked whispering. He felt Harry nod. "Well, what do you want?" Draco continued to whisper.

Harry started to speak. "U…"

"No." Draco whispered urgently. "Show me!"

The suggestion hung in the air for a few seconds. Then Draco felt himself being pushed into the shower wall. Harry was on fire. He started slow, kissing just his mouth. Steady swirls of tongue on tongue. Draco gave up control willingly. Harry was good, so good. He lowered his mouth from Draco's and ran his tongue all along Draco's jaw. Harry kissed his neck and ear and everywhere in between. When Harry's tongue came close to Draco's ear, Draco turned giving him a hint. He felt Harry's smile on his neck. Harry leaned into him even more and rubbed his tongue to the spot just behind Draco's ear close to his neck. Draco tried not to show it. Harry kissed the same spot over and over. Draco tried to wiggle free. Harry held onto him and continued his assault. Slowly he licked the spot again. Knowing Draco was usually a tough guy, Harry got an idea. Opening his mouth wider, Harry bit that already sensitive spot. Draco moaned Harry knew he had him. He sucked eliciting another moan. Harry loved it. He was harder than he had ever been before. When he thought the damage would be substantial he stopped and licked again.

He looked up into Draco's eyes. "Do you feel it?" he asked.

"Yeah. The more we do the warmer the warmth gets." Draco said simply.

Harry wasn't sure about this. "I can't!" Harry turned away stepping out of the shower and losing a bit of the warmth.

By the time Draco realized it, Harry was already in the room. Draco dressed quickly and followed. Harry was lying on the bed curled in a ball shivering once again. Draco went to him and reached out a hand.

"Don't, I'd rather freeze." Harry snapped.

Draco pulled back. "Whoa! Just talk to me then." When Harry didn't respond he added. "Please!"

Harry rolled over. "I don't think I've ever heard you say please. Not even when asking someone to pass food."

Draco chuckled. "No, I don't use it often, but I do when I really want something… or someone."

Harry felt strange. "Are you saying you have felt this way before now, before the spell?"

Draco blushed. Harry smiled. "Yes!" Draco said.

"Blushing Draco? God, what's happened to you? What would people do if they knew big bad Draco had a crush on Harry?" Harry was taunting him.

"Oh! You are going to pay for that!" Draco hissed. "No one makes fun of me."

Harry got up so fast Draco was stunned. He leapt up and followed. Harry was running in circles around the room continuing his rant on Draco. Finally out of breath Harry paused near the fireplace. He realized his mistake too late and Draco tackled him to the rug. Draco's lips met Harry's before they hit the floor and the sweet snog that followed was worth it. Draco ran his hand along Harry's chest. He made his way to the waistband of Harry's jeans and he stopped. He broke the kiss and looked to the boy under him. Harry was scared, he could tell. All he did was nod. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Draco undressed them both. When Harry finally lay naked in his arms, Draco sighed.

"You're amazing!" He whispered. He then proceeded to kiss every inch of Harry. When he got to the one place he really wanted to be he looked up. Harry smiled. Draco lowered his mouth to Harry's member in complete confidence. Harry filled his mouth. He sucked and Harry moaned. Draco trailed his tongue circling it over the head. Harry's hands come down to his hair and threaded their way in. Draco continued his sucking until he could tell Harry was on edge. When he pulled away Harry moaned again, this time at the loss. Draco took Harry's hand and licked his finger. Harry's eyes were heavy. Draco sat up pulling Harry with him. Draco turned and guided Harry's finger to his own ass. Harry's eyes widened looking like huge green emeralds.

Harry felt Draco pushing his finger in and he was stunned. This was weird. Harry had been with girls, but this was different. He liked it. Draco had moved his own hand. Harry's lone finger was in his old enemy's ass.

"What am I supposed to do, now?" Harry asked blushing.

"Just move it." Draco whispered.

Harry took a deep breath and slowly rotated his finger.

"Oh… God help me!" Draco moaned.

"What? Am I hurting you?" Harry asked worried. Draco smiled.

"No… it's so good…. uhh…. Harry?" Draco said between the moaning and groaning.

"Yeah." Harry answered.

"I want you." Draco said pulling away. He kissed Harry soundly before laying him down. Draco positioned himself between Harry's legs. He spit into his hand and reached down. He stroked Harry a few times dispersing the saliva. Harry wanted it too. Draco slid up onto Harry placing his entrance right above Harry's throbbing dick. He hovered staring down into Harry's eyes.

"I'm not going to do it. Harry, this has to be your decision." Draco said looking him square in the face. He waited and moments later Harry had plunged into him.

"Uhh… I can't…" Draco moaned.

Harry saw the desire in Draco's eyes. The open challenge was asking, no begging, him to take the guy. Harry knew why. Draco didn't want it to be that he was pressuring Harry. It had to be his choice. Harry plunged in feeling the immense heat surround him. Draco was so hot. They moved up and down together in a beautiful harmony. Their moans and cries drowning one another out and when Harry was almost there, he could see Draco was with him. He pulled out almost all the way and plunged back in slowly. Harry came instantly, but Draco didn't. Harry looked up into his eyes and saw no pain only pleasure. Harry leaned forward and gently bit Draco's chest. That was it that was all it took. He came on them both. Flooding their bellies with his juices. Harry smiled.

They cleaned up and went to the bed. Harry lay in Draco's arms sensing he wanted to say something.

"What, Draco?" Harry asked turning slightly.

"I love you!" Draco said smiling. Harry returned only the smile and snuggled down into his Draco.