Closer
By: Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 10 | I Wanna Feel You From The Inside
Harry saw Draco at the end of the hallway chatting with Harry's friends. Harry couldn't help but think of them that way. If it were any other person he didn't think he would cared as much. But since it was Draco, and he was such a charming git, it made him very angry indeed. Harry decided that he didn't really want to talk to Draco, and although he had been avoiding him ever since the hallway fiasco a three weeks ago he didn't really want to talk to the boy until after the upcoming Winter Break.
Harry had broken up with Oliver, quietly, and Wood, reading Harry's mind, hadn't told anyone. Harry *still* hadn't told Draco although he longed to because he wanted to feel Draco's mouth on his again and feel Draco's body pressed tight against his.
Harry settled for a smugness whenever he was around Draco. He knew that Draco and Seamus were fooling around, and it made him very unhappy. Harry wanted to find Draco at this very moment and hit him back, then apologize and tell him how sorry he was for everything, for thinking that he could replace Draco with some random boy, but he instead controlled his desire to attack Draco with kisses all over his body.
"Avoiding me Potter?" Draco asked casually heading off Harry's escape route by sitting on the stairs Harry wanted to climb.
"Not really," Harry replied trying to place his feet around Draco to make his way up the stairs, "Just trying."
Draco grabbed Harry's leg and pulled it downwards so that Harry fell into his lap. "Tell me about your day."
Harry closed his eyes and tried to muster some sort of self-control. Nothing happened.
"Come on Potter, am I really that scary? Is this so wrong?"
Harry wanted to smack him really bad and then kiss it better.
"Oliver told me yesterday that you two broke up. Said that you were taking to long to get around to things."
Harry wanted to punch the smug smirk he knew was forming on the pretty face and then rub the wound and dodge Malfoy's attempts for revenge. Harry kept his eyes fiercly shut not wanting to fall victim to the handsome face that was seducing him.
"Oliver told me how you would mumble my name when he did things to you."
Draco's whispering was doing something awful to Harry, it was destroying the defenses he had worked so hard to construct, the defences against Draco's pretty gray eyes flashing their icy rays at him.
"Oliver told me how he knew you still wanted me but he couldn't resist your hot package."
Harry wanted to wring Oliver's neck, but the desire to kiss Draco was so overwhelming that he felt himself leaning foward.
"My father told me that I should date you this year and bring you to service under Voldemort."
Harry's eyes flew open without his permission. Draco was licking his lips delightfully and giving Harry a smoldering sexy look that Harry wanted to drown in.
"I told him to go fuck himself, and that I would never betray you and my new friends."
Harry grinned despite himself, and out of sheer happiness he buried his head into Draco's collarbone. Draco tipped his chin upward with two fingers and engulfed his mouth in a kiss that had never felt so right.
"I told Snape that I would have loved to spy with him, but the satisfaction of seeing my father gape at me after telling him to fuck himself was well worth giving up the chance to spy and put my cleverness to use."
Harry wanted to run through the halls screaming his joy. Draco was his, and would never be anyone else's. Draco could never be taken away from him.
"At least that's what I plan on telling my father and Snape if you agree to date me again."
Harry felt somewhat less happy at the fact that Draco was only planning on saying those things, but the knowledge that Draco was going to sacrifice everything for Harry still loomed omniously and Harry nodded frantically too happy for words.
"You are such a flirt," Harry whispered sliding his hands around Draco's lithe frame and burying his head into his chest, "I love it."
"I knew you would come back to me." Draco whispered and he slid his hands around Harry's neck playing with the back of Harry's robes.
"I love you." Harry whispered.
"I know."
A/N(TRICKED YOU IT'S AT THE BOTTOM!): I really want to write another more happier slash but I don't know how responsive you kids would be? Would you like if I wrote another slash in conjuction with my writing this one? Or would you think I can't handle that kind of a workload piled with my schoolwork? I have so many ideas circulating in my brain I'm tempted to just write them all down and let others make stories out of them.
I know this seems like the end, but there's lots more for them to deal with so I'm not ending it yet although such a happy ending would be great!
I love this chapter, and am proud to admit it.
By: Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 10 | I Wanna Feel You From The Inside
Harry saw Draco at the end of the hallway chatting with Harry's friends. Harry couldn't help but think of them that way. If it were any other person he didn't think he would cared as much. But since it was Draco, and he was such a charming git, it made him very angry indeed. Harry decided that he didn't really want to talk to Draco, and although he had been avoiding him ever since the hallway fiasco a three weeks ago he didn't really want to talk to the boy until after the upcoming Winter Break.
Harry had broken up with Oliver, quietly, and Wood, reading Harry's mind, hadn't told anyone. Harry *still* hadn't told Draco although he longed to because he wanted to feel Draco's mouth on his again and feel Draco's body pressed tight against his.
Harry settled for a smugness whenever he was around Draco. He knew that Draco and Seamus were fooling around, and it made him very unhappy. Harry wanted to find Draco at this very moment and hit him back, then apologize and tell him how sorry he was for everything, for thinking that he could replace Draco with some random boy, but he instead controlled his desire to attack Draco with kisses all over his body.
"Avoiding me Potter?" Draco asked casually heading off Harry's escape route by sitting on the stairs Harry wanted to climb.
"Not really," Harry replied trying to place his feet around Draco to make his way up the stairs, "Just trying."
Draco grabbed Harry's leg and pulled it downwards so that Harry fell into his lap. "Tell me about your day."
Harry closed his eyes and tried to muster some sort of self-control. Nothing happened.
"Come on Potter, am I really that scary? Is this so wrong?"
Harry wanted to smack him really bad and then kiss it better.
"Oliver told me yesterday that you two broke up. Said that you were taking to long to get around to things."
Harry wanted to punch the smug smirk he knew was forming on the pretty face and then rub the wound and dodge Malfoy's attempts for revenge. Harry kept his eyes fiercly shut not wanting to fall victim to the handsome face that was seducing him.
"Oliver told me how you would mumble my name when he did things to you."
Draco's whispering was doing something awful to Harry, it was destroying the defenses he had worked so hard to construct, the defences against Draco's pretty gray eyes flashing their icy rays at him.
"Oliver told me how he knew you still wanted me but he couldn't resist your hot package."
Harry wanted to wring Oliver's neck, but the desire to kiss Draco was so overwhelming that he felt himself leaning foward.
"My father told me that I should date you this year and bring you to service under Voldemort."
Harry's eyes flew open without his permission. Draco was licking his lips delightfully and giving Harry a smoldering sexy look that Harry wanted to drown in.
"I told him to go fuck himself, and that I would never betray you and my new friends."
Harry grinned despite himself, and out of sheer happiness he buried his head into Draco's collarbone. Draco tipped his chin upward with two fingers and engulfed his mouth in a kiss that had never felt so right.
"I told Snape that I would have loved to spy with him, but the satisfaction of seeing my father gape at me after telling him to fuck himself was well worth giving up the chance to spy and put my cleverness to use."
Harry wanted to run through the halls screaming his joy. Draco was his, and would never be anyone else's. Draco could never be taken away from him.
"At least that's what I plan on telling my father and Snape if you agree to date me again."
Harry felt somewhat less happy at the fact that Draco was only planning on saying those things, but the knowledge that Draco was going to sacrifice everything for Harry still loomed omniously and Harry nodded frantically too happy for words.
"You are such a flirt," Harry whispered sliding his hands around Draco's lithe frame and burying his head into his chest, "I love it."
"I knew you would come back to me." Draco whispered and he slid his hands around Harry's neck playing with the back of Harry's robes.
"I love you." Harry whispered.
"I know."
A/N(TRICKED YOU IT'S AT THE BOTTOM!): I really want to write another more happier slash but I don't know how responsive you kids would be? Would you like if I wrote another slash in conjuction with my writing this one? Or would you think I can't handle that kind of a workload piled with my schoolwork? I have so many ideas circulating in my brain I'm tempted to just write them all down and let others make stories out of them.
I know this seems like the end, but there's lots more for them to deal with so I'm not ending it yet although such a happy ending would be great!
I love this chapter, and am proud to admit it.