Rating: Mature

Warning: Now THIS is where the good stuff is.

Disclaimer: Again. If you think the original Harry Potter series is mine...weeellll. You need to get with the program.

Chapter 4

Draco gritted his teeth, rocking back in his chair as Harry stood in front of him, ignoring him. The blonde sighed and glanced off to the left, the silence becoming uncomfortable, grating on his already raw nerves. He jumped when he heard his name being called, his eyes narrowing when he turned and looked at the Gryffindor.

"What?" He snapped, his voice laced with anger. "I thought you weren't talking to me?" He hissed, trying to hide the hurt that pulsed under the surface.

Harrys gaze snapped up, his eyes locking with Malfoys. "I wasn't trying to avoid conversation you know. I was just trying to gather my thoughts is all." He said calmly, grinding leaves in a bowl, the bitter scent filling the air as he worked.

Malfoy snorted, rolling his eyes. "Thinking? You? Must say, I'm shocked." He mocked, rocking back on the chair, the legs scraping against the floor.

Harry frowned, his voice quiet as he reclined forward, leaning over the table to invade the blonde's space. "Not as much as I am." He whispered, his eyes brimming with confusion. "Why? Why did you run away from me?" He asked, placing his hands on the hard surface of the desk and clenching them into fists.

Malfoy blinked, startled. "W-What?" he stuttered, caught off guard as Harry lunged, grabbing him by the robes and yanking him forward. He gasped and struggled, his cheeks flushed in anger. "Let off you git!"

"No. Not until you answer me.'" Harry growled, his teeth clenched. "Tell me. Why? Why did you run?" He asked, his voice pleading. "Why were you hard?"

Malfoy froze, his breath hitching in panic. "I-I don't know what you're talking about." He hissed ferociously, tugging at Harrys hands to try to make him let go.

"Yes you were. I saw just before you turned. That's why you bolted, didn't you?" He said, his gaze questioning. Malfoy sighed and went limp, his eyes averted as he chewed on his lower lip.

"Why do you want to know so badly? It shouldn't matter so much to you." The blonde whispered, anger boiling inside when the Gryffindor remained silent. He suddenly snarled and jerked on the arm holding his robes, his breathing heavy as his gaze snapped sparks.

"You know what, Potter? I don't care. If you want to know so badly, I'll tell you." He sneered, his cheeks flushed. "Since first year I've been in love with you. You! Of all the bloody people to fall for, it had to be the Hero." He growled, his eyes narrowed as fury filled his chest, covering the pain that was etched into the flesh of his heart.

"I was hard because I want you. Have for years, but it doesn't matter. Your straight, I know that." Malfoy snapped, a sudden desire filling him when he took in Harrys wide eyes. "But that doesn't mean I can't change that."

Harry started, pulled out of his stupor when Malfoy jerked him forward, crushing their mouths together with a vicious snarl. He gasped, his face flushing in embarrassment when the other boy forced his tongue inside, exploring the wet cavern of his mouth.

He struggled, pushing at Malfoys chest, managing to put some space between him so he could speak. "Malfoy, I don-" He stuttered to a halt, blinking in astonishment. Malfoy frowned, confused. "What? I didn't break anything, did I?" The blonde asked, his eyes going wide when Harry reached forward and caressed his cheek.

"You're so beautiful." Harry breathed, his heart suddenly pounding. He gasped when Malfoys pupils dilated, arousal filling them as he felt hands on his hips, jerking him forward.

"You're going to regret saying that, Potter. Now I'm not so sure I can stop." He hissed, fisting the Gryffindor's hair and bringing him closer, melding their lips together with a lustful moan. Harry mewled, shivering when the other boy nipped at his lips, inviting entry. Harry opened his mouth without a thought, pushing away the warnings that echoed through his mind, focusing on the pleasure that washed over him.

Malfoy ravished the boy's mouth, caressing his lips with tongue and teeth, arousal making his cock throb. He groaned, pushing Potter onto the table, shoving his way between them. He started to pant when Harry mewled, his voice rough as Malfoy continued to plunder his mouth, claiming it.

Draco suddenly jerked away, but not too far as Harry had his arms wrapped around his neck. He breathed in sharply, trying to calm his raging libido, his hands shaking as he caressed the soft skin of Harrys stomach.

"I can't stop. Merlin, Harry, I can't stop." Malfoy hissed, his eyes narrowed as he rocked forward, grinding his pelvis into the boy beneath him. He groaned, his cock twitching when Harry gasped, cheeks flushed.

Malfoy suddenly fell to his knees, yanking Potters pants down and freeing his cock, licking his lips when he spied the drops of pre-cum that leaked from the head. He leaned forward, teasing the head with his tongue, humming in surprise when he realized that Harry tasted sweet. Must be all that treacle tart he so favors. He thought, running his tongue down the boy's shaft.

Harry gasped, wiggling and fisting the blonde hair, pulling harshly when Malfoy swallowed him. He cried out, throwing his head back, his hips jerking when the other boy sucked. "AH! M-Malfoy!"

Malfoy shivered in delight at hearing his name, heat rushing south as Harry withered, mindless. Merlin, he's gorgeous. He thought, sucking hard and licking the boys cock, covering the pulsing erection with saliva.

"Merlin…d-don't stop." He whimpered, tugging at the blonde's hair, his chest heaving when the boy teased him to orgasm. Rough hands suddenly grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed, pushing him over the edge as Malfoys throat massaged his throbbing member.

Harry arched, shouted loudly as his body shuddered, his cum shooting down the Slytherins throat. The blonde groaned, swallowing the sweet release of Harrys cum, the taste addicting. He licked the other boy's dick clean, the taste of Harry coating the back of his tongue as he stood, spreading his legs and fitting himself between.

Harry blinked when Draco spread his thighs apart, rubbing his clothed shaft against his entrance. "No, no no no." He said, his eyes wide when Malfoy grinned, his smile feral.

"Yes, yes yes yes." He whispered, bending the boy in half and rubbing against him lewdly. He chuckled when Harry gasped and arched, his cock filling to hardness again as the blonde continued to thrust against him.

Draco gritted his teeth as Harry began to moan and mewl, the boy thrashing as he gave a hard thrust against his ass, pre-cum leaking from his cock and smearing on the deliciously tan skin. "Goddammit…" Draco muttered, his eyes flashing as he unbuckled his belt and tugged his pants down, sighing in relief when his cock bobbed free.

He suddenly grabbed the Gryffindor's legs and closed them, pulling them to the side. He grabbed the boy's thigh and cradled it in his left hand, his other caressing the soft skin of his hip. He leaned forward and slid his cock between Harry's thighs, keeping them tightly closed as he stared to move his hips, drops of pre-cum landing on the soft skin of Harry's stomach.

The boy gasped, his eyes going wide as Draco fucked his thighs, the sight of the other boys cock sliding between his legs turning him on unbearably. He whimpered, falling back, his hands clenched at his side as Malfoy grabbed his dick, jerking him off with hard tugs of his hand. Harry arched, clenching his thighs in pleasure, his inside melting when Draco groaned, his eyebrows scrunched in pleasure.

Merlin, Harry." Draco whispered, his thrusts picking up speed as he approached his orgasm, the other boy not far behind. With one finale thrust, he came, his release splashing onto Harry's chest and thighs, his back arching as he shook.

Harry gasped at the erotic sight, his cock spamming as he bit his lip, spurts of cum dribbling from his cock as he came. He whimpered, shaking as Draco dropped his legs and collapsed atop him, smearing their mixed release.

Harry panted erratically, willing his heart to stop racing as Malfoy suddenly shoved away from him, his face pale. "Merlin, Harry….I-I…" He stuttered, his eyes wide as Harry stood and grabbed his wand, spelling them clean.

The Slytherin blinked, puzzled as Harry stuffed him back into his pants, grabbing his own clothes to put on when he was done. "W-What?" He asked, his dove grey eyes filled with confusion when Harry finished dressing. "Why-"

They jumped as the door slammed open, the next pair of partners coming in to do their own project. Theo raised his hand and waved cheekily, his smile warm. "Hey guys. Are you-" He gasped and stumbled back as Malfoy pushed his way through, slamming the door behind him as he stalked down the corridor.

Theo frowned, gazing at the closed door in confusion, his eyes sliding to Harry when the Gryffindor sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"You would think. That after confessing then molesting the person you confessed to, he would have enough sense in at least saying he loved me after." Harry growled, frustrated with the infuriating blonde.

Theo startled, blushing. "Harry, what-"

Harry raised a hand and cut him off, storming out of the room after the blonde. "Nothing at all. Just have on finished business is all." He snarled, prowling down the hall, his eyes dangerous as students passed him, cowering from the blood thirsty gaze the Gryffindor wore. "Damn it, when I find you Malfoy. So help me-

"-I will kill you when I do." Harry ranted, throwing his hands in the air as he explained what happened to his friends. "It's not fair! He can't just fuck me and leave!" He snarled, his emotions swirling inside, lashing through him with spikes of heated electricity.

His friends nodded, blushing as Harry rehashed the story. They shifted uncomfortably, glancing at each other and smirking, their unsaid message unheard by Harry as he continued to snarl and growl.

Finally.

YES! Draco and his sexiness. Cant wait to wite the end! Oh, boy! Until next time!