Chapter 4- Love Abyss

"But, what about-" Harry began. Draco grinded into him so hard he lost all ability to think. He got lost in Draco's lips and feel, and couldn't remember what he was saying.

For split seconds, Draco pulled his lips away. "This is all that it should be about. Harry, no one will think less of you for wanting this. Maybe, for me. For being gay though, they will come to terms."

Draco tried to lean his lips back to Harry's, but the brunette boy forced them both to sit up. Making it look as if Draco was straddling him. Harry tried not to lose focus in that, and began.

"What do you mean not okay with you?" Harry insinuated.

"No one particularly likes me-" Draco began.

"I like you," Harry interjected. Draco smiled before continuing.

"Of course you do. I was your first. I am currently the only one who doesn't push you to hide a HUGE part of who you are. But, other than that, things have failed. Even when there was love it was left behind," Draco pointed out. Harry again winced at a horrid memory.

Draco was kissing Harry in an abandoned classroom. Them both revelling in the bliss. It was their last day as school students-they both had managed to graduate.

Draco hoisted Harry onto a desk and began to kiss his neck. After two years of vivid encounters, Harry still couldn't slow his instinctive moans. "Oh…Draco, yes. I love you Draco."

Both boys froze. That was something very new. They were a secret pair of needy lovers-not thought to be lovebirds. Draco looked at Harry in shock. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you away. This is our last day and all to have together-I just…" Harry was cut off with Draco's lips on his.

When Draco pulled away, he muttered something in a small voice. Harry coaxed him to repeat himself, and he slowly did. "I love you too."

That is the most emotion Draco had displayed in many years. He looked away ashamedly and Harry pulled his face up encouragingly. "Then show me that you want to savour the last time we may ever get to have together."

Draco kept Harry on the desk and yanked him closed. They hurriedly did away with each other's clothes, and Draco pushed Harry back on the desk. Slowly getting on top of him. Feeling his way down Harry until his digits found their place. Harry was taking care of the spell today.

Draco went one at a time, until Harry was ready for him. When Draco went in, they both gasped and held onto each other like their lives depended on it. So fierce, so full of passion-went by far too fast.

Once they were both done, Draco remained lying on top of Harry. Tears flowed down his face. "Is this really where this ends?"

Harry kissed the top of Draco's head and whispered to him softly: "I wish it wasn't," He looked away, trying not to let his eyes blur over with tears, "Hell, I don't want to let go. We will try to find each other-one day, we could both be ready for this. I won't lose you."

Harry kissed Draco gently once more as he sat Draco up in his lap. He pulled away, and Draco mumbled in a small voice: "You promise?"

Harry just simply replied: "I love you Draco."

They kissed once more gently before getting dressed and having to agonizingly part from each other. One last kiss before they opened the door and went to a brand new kind of life.

"Didn't we find each other?" Harry asked fervently.

"After you gave up on finding me." Draco looked away hastily, trying to hide his disappointment.

"I can't, I-have obligations now." Draco rolled his eyes as he looked back to Harry. "No, Harry, you have misery now. You pretend now. Want me to prove it to you? Hire me."

Harry nodded viciously. Draco slammed his lips back to Harry's and grasped him as close to himself as he could muster. Neither one ever wanting this to end.

The exact moment where Harry had pushed Draco up to sit again in his lap, still kissing him and reaching to pull away at his shirt-an unexpected guest appeared at the door.

"Bloody 'ell mate, what about my sister?"

"Oh, God, Ron!