Chapter 6.

After talking with Ginny for a bit I walked up to my room, Ron was already asleep, and Dracos curtains were drawn, which just left Blaise to fall asleep before I went to Dracos bed.

I waited a good half hour after hearing Blaise's even breathing before I carefully walked over and opened Dracos curtained bed. I crawled in beside him, casting a silencing charm so we could talk, before I wrapped my arms around him, kissing down his neck to wake him up.

"Mm?" I heard him him, so I stopped and looked up at him.

"Boo!" I grinned, kissing his cheeks.

"Harry?" He said sleepily, running his hand through my hair.

"Draco" I purred, he was so attractive. Like he wasn't trying right now and it made me want him more.

He laughed. "You're doing it again." He whispered.

"Doing what?" I ran my hand through his hair. It was so smooth and soft.

"Staring." He opened his eyes to look at me.

I smiled innocently. "Stop being so attractive then." I smiled.

He laughed. "Can't help it, Potter." He smiled at me.

"You look really good when you smile. You should do it more often." I smiled up at him.

His light cheeks tinted pink.

I smiled then leaned up to press my lips to his.

He smiled against my lips and kissed back, his hands getting tangled in my hair.

I smiled and ran my hands up and down his sides.

His lips became more hungry. So did mine.

My hands were up his shirt tugging it off within seconds.

His kisses started trailing down my neck, he kissed my collarbone and God it was amazing.

I pulled his face back up to mine and kissed him hungrily again.

I ground my hips onto his as we kissed, a small moan leaving his lips. I did that for a bit.

"S-stop." He moaned.

I froze. "Did I hurt you?" I looked down at him.

He shook his head, he was blushing like crazy. So was I. I've only ever dreamt of doing this.

He was staring up at me. "I-I'm just.." He blushed and brought his hands to his face. "I've never done this before" he mumbled.

I looked at him, peering at me through his hands. "Me either." I admitted.

"Really?" He stared up at me.

"W-well y-you're really good at it" he said, we were both still breathless.

I just laid beside him again, tracing his stomach with my fingers, lightly.

"H-Harry?" He looked at me.

"Hmm?"

"Uh." His face was still red. "C-can you leave? I uh." He motioned vaguely to his erect member.

I let out a small laugh and got up, "goodnight, Draco" I kissed his cheek, then walked over to my own bed, I cast a silencing charm and did, what I'm assuming Draco was also doing right now.

As usual, Ron woke me up in the morning.

I rubbed my eyes and looked around, I had taken off the silencing charm last night before I went to sleep.

Draco's bed curtains were still drawn. I tried not to smile, knowing I was most likely in his thoughts as he got off last night.

I put my stuff on and walked to the washroom to check myself in the mirror, make sure I was at least presentable.

I looked in the mirror, usually I left the top two buttons of my shirt untied and just sling my tie loosely. But I had a fucking mark on my collarbone so I couldn't do that. I cursed Draco in my mind and did up the buttons, tying the tie a bit better than usual.

I walked out of the bathroom and Draco was up. I bumped into his shoulder, purposely. "Fuck you." I mumbled, walking passed.

He looked up at me. His face went from hurt and confusion to a smirk. "Whatever, Potter" he ran a hand through his hair.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag, walking down to breakfast with Ron.

"You look really tired mate, did you sleep at all?" He chuckled.

I glared at him. "Not really" I rubbed my eyes under my glasses.

"What happened? Are you still getting dreams about the war?" He asked, concerned.

I smiled at him and patted his shoulder. "I'm fine, Ron. Really." I sat so I was facing towards the slytherin table.

Ron sat beside Hermione.

When Draco walked in, he winked at me, walking to his table, I blushed and busied myself with my food.

"Harry?" Ron asked, he saw me spill some pumpkin juice and drop my

Toast 3 times before actually saying anything.

"Hmm?" I looked at him, a blush still on my cheeks. Why does he make me so nervous?

"What's happening mate? Seriously, are you alright?" He and Hermione were both looking at me.

I sighed. "I'm fine. I just have a lot on my mind." I shrugged.

He waited until I cleaned up my mess before speaking again. "You should talk to us about it. Get it off your chest?" He suggested.

I groaned. "Why does everyone say that!" I snapped. I grabbed my bag and stormed out of the great hall, well aware of everyone's eyes staring at me.

I walked to the courtyard. Oh no. Panic. It's coming. Panic attack. Again.

I leaned against the wall and slid to a sitting position.

I heard someone come. I knew exactly who it was. "L-leave me a-alone" I said, trying to calm myself down.

But she sat beside me regardless. "He was just trying to help, Harry." Ginny said.

I lifted my gaze to look beside me, at her.

"You need to tell him." She stated, getting up to leave.

I just took a deep breath. She's right.

A/N thought I'd give you guys a double today since chapter 5 was so short. DONT SAY I NEVER DID ANYTHING FOR YOU!