A/N: Sorry for the delay. RL has been rather demanding of me lately. Also had massive writers block, so this chapter isnt very long, but the first section has a sex scene in it. I have kept it within the rating of M, but if you dont like slash (male/male), then skip the first part. Otherwise, enjoy!
Disclaimer: See chapter one
Panting breaths and roaming hands. Sweat slicked bodies sliding together, naked and hot. Dark hair messed and mixed with unusually tousled white blonde locks, lips joined in a fiery battle and tongues fighting for dominance. Hips start grinding against each other, moans of pleasure escaping as the friction increases.
The room was playing soft music in the background, and had created a large four-poster bed, mahogany wood with dark blue and deep black silk sheets, the mattress comfortable and luxurious. The roaring fire was producing a relaxed and content ambience.
Bright green eyes looked into mercury grey smouldering with desire and want. The sexual tension was at an all time high.
Harry wrapped his hand around Draco's hard cock and slowly pumped up and down, lightly touching his sensitive head on the down stroke.
Draco emitted a low deep groan. He had been waiting for this moment all day; the suspense was making Draco crave for more; for everything.
Harry loved the way he could make Draco make those sounds without doing much and wonder what it would be like to do more, to go further than they ever had before.
Gasping for breath Harry was unsure how to breach what he wanted to say to Draco. "Draco", Draco looked up at Harry waiting to see what he said, "I…want to…havesexwithyou". The last was said in a rush of words but Harry kept eye contact with Draco while he said it.
Draco, still trying to catch his breath as well didn't know how to react. He had wanted to go further with Harry for a while but had vowed to only go at his pace. The self control he had to employ was large. Very large.
"Are you sure? It's a huge step." Draco still needed to make sure that Harry was doing it for the right reasons.
"Y-yes. I'm sure. I'm just…a little nervous though." Harry had been thinking about this for a few weeks, and knew that he wanted to share this with Draco. "I love you and I want to be with you."
Sensing that Harry wanted Draco to take control, Draco gently laid Harry back down on the four-poster bed and silently asked the room for some oil. He knew that things would have to been done slowly since it was Harry's first time, and Draco wanted to remember and savour every moment.
"Just relax and breath, and if things become to uncomfortable just tell me and I will stop until you are ready again." Draco said.
Harry just nodded in response and lay on the bed trying to relax as much as possible. His heart was pounding in his chest; his breath laboured from excitement and nerves.
Draco got Harry into a comfortable position, on his back with his legs spread allowing Draco easy access. He placed himself between Harry's spread legs, loving the new closeness that the position offered to Draco. Draco slicked a long digit with the oil the room provided and moved to Harry's entrance, slowly circling the tight ring and massaging the oil into and around the area.
Harry gasped when he felt Draco's finger touch him where no one had ever been before. Not even Harry had tried it himself and the sensations that the finger was creating was amazing. Tingles of pleasure spread over his whole body and a soft moan escaped his lips.
"Do you like that, love?" Draco asked in a lusty voice, deepened from need and desire.
"Mmmmm, so good." Harry was eager to experience as much as he could with Draco.
At the enjoyment from Harry, Draco slowly started to push the slicked finger inside Harry's tight hole, pushing past the slight resistance and hearing the intake of breath from Harry.
"Ok Harry?" Draco was determined to make sure that things went as smoothly as possible and ensuring that Harry wasn't feeling too uncomfortable.
"Yes, fine." Harry whispered. "Just different to what I thought it would be like. Please don't stop."
Draco continued and started to move his finger in and out slowly, slicking Harry's entrance and stretching him at the same time.
"Add another Draco." Harry asked.
Draco did as he was asked and slowly added another finger until both were inside Harry up to his knuckles. Draco then started to move his fingers around, looking for the small bundle of nerves that when touched would send pleasure right through Harry.
Harry gasped and moaned at the same time. Draco knew he had found it and continued to occasionally stroke it again and again eliciting moans from Harry more frequently.
"What…is…that?" Harry breathed; the sensation almost too much to handle.
"Good isn't it." Draco didn't mention exactly what he was doing, planning on answering questions after.
At this point Harry was desperate and Draco wasn't much better off. Draco's cock was so hard, jutting out from his body, and leaking pre-come. Harry was in the same state, oblivious to almost everything else except himself and Draco.
"Draco, love, please. I need you. I want all of you." Harry's eyes where shining a deep green, darkened by lust and yearning.
Draco knew that Harry meant it. He had been stretching Harry now for some time so Harry was now looser, relaxed and slick. Draco applied more oil to his own cock before moving to place himself at Harry's hole.
"I will go slowly and let you adjust to the size difference. If you want me to stop, let me know. We go at your pace." Draco looked at Harry, making sure he saw his sincerity and love for Harry.
Harry nodded in understanding. He knew that it would be slightly uncomfortable but knew that he wanted this; that he wanted to share this with no one else but Draco. He couldn't believe that less than a year ago he wouldn't have wanted to be with a man, let alone that man being Draco Malfoy. It was all a bit surreal.
Draco leaned down to kiss Harry before pressing his head against Harry, waiting for the resistance and pushing a little harder to get past it.
Harry hissed slightly when Draco pushed up against his hole; the sensation not entirely unpleasant, but still a little uncomfortable. Draco was definitely a lot bigger than two fingers.
Draco paused, but at Harry's nod, continued until he had pushed into Harry. he slowly made his way in deeper and deeper, stopping occasionally to let Harry adjust before moving on.
Harry didn't know what to make of the feeling that he felt when Draco entered him. It was odd, but it also felt so right to be filled in such a way.
Once Draco had completely entered Harry, he stopped. "Are you ok? Do you want me to continue?"
"Yes, yes please. Just…just not too fast at the beginning though." Harry tried to relax as much as possible but once Draco started moving in and out the pleasure was amazing.
Draco slowly picked up this pace when he saw that Harry was really enjoying himself. The look on his face was stunning; so relaxed and open and the trust that was portrayed made Draco feel even better.
"Faster", Harry whispered.
At the increased pace, Draco began to touch that intensely sensitive spot inside Harry more often, bringing Harry closer to completion each time. Draco knew he couldn't last much longer.
"So tight, Harry. I'm not going to last long."
"Me either. Keep going", panted Harry.
Draco reached down and took Harry's cock in his hand and pumped up and down in time with his movements.
Draco's ministrations sent Harry over the edge, and he came hard and fast, clenching around Draco's cock.
Harry's organism triggered Draco's own and he came not longer after, filling Harry with his seed.
Draco collapsed on top of Harry, sated and happy. And tired.
Harry couldn't help the smile that crossed his face. That was the most amazing thing in the world. "That was brilliant. And I know that I am going to feel that for a few days." Harry smiled softly at Draco.
"I have a potion for that if you need it. And yea, that was brilliant." Draco returned the smile and moved to separate himself and Harry.
Both boys were tired and relaxed, and achy. Harry could already tell that it would be a few days before that activity was repeated again, but it didn't mean that other activities were out of play.
"Love you, Draco."
"Love you too, Harry." Draco kissed Harry briefly, lips still swollen from their earlier make out session.
"We should probably return to our dorms before curfew to avoid questions and such." Harry said.
"You're probably right, but I don't want to leave now. Let's just lay here for a while." Draco was still on a high and wasn't planning on moving any time soon.
"Ok." Was all Harry could manage to answer. Both fell asleep within minutes and ended up staying in the room over night.
-x-
With the warming of the months in the approach to summer, all students were getting outside more often and enjoying the new spring grass and the crisp breeze that usually accompanies the changing of the season. The castle and its inhabitants seemed happier and more relaxed; their moods affected by the good weather.
Christmas had come and gone, and the summer was already approaching. The last few months had gone by so quickly but were relatively quiet on the whole. The forms for Draco's emancipation had gone in quietly and without notice except for those discreet enough to be trusted with the submission of the papers. Harry and Draco had celebrated appropriately.
Harry was still no closer to finding out what Dumbledore was planning as he hadn't seen or talked to the headmaster for a while.
Draco hadn't heard any more news from Lucius, which was a good thing for they surely would have heard if the Malfoy Lord and learned of his separation from his family and the Dark Lord.
Draco and Harry had both been training hard for the upcoming Quidditch final between Slytherin and Gryffindor in a couple of weeks. With the added competition between the two due to their new relationship, the event was going to be very interesting. Draco was out to prove that he could beat his boyfriend in a match, while Harry remained adamant that with his broom, he was almost untouchable. Of course, that just stirred Draco up further, and Harry couldn't stop the smirk from forming on his face at his success at besting Draco.
Exams were also approaching and time was being spent on studying, Hermione and Ron sometimes joining Harry and Draco in the Room. Since each student had different strengths the study group was thriving and the group were confident for their exams.
Harry and Draco also continued to train in combat and other defensive work, getting ideas from the defence books from Hermione, and other research carried out by Draco. The Room was also changing as their skills were developing and their experience was deepening. New obstacles were created, and consequently obliterated, hazards appeared out of nowhere, and the room often changed shape to keep them aware of their surroundings. It was definitely a challenge to try and compete with a magical room.
-x-
Harry and Draco woke up the next morning, still groggy and unsure where they were. It then dawned on them that they had slept the whole night in the Room and classes were starting soon. They both leaped out of bed, Draco thinking that he needed a bathroom to get ready in, and noticed that on the far wall a door had appeared. He could definitely get used to this.
Harry rushed to put his clothes on, cast the Tempus charm, and saw that there was still enough time to rush down and grab a quick breakfast before the first class. Draco had obviously disappeared to preen himself, and seeing the door closed, figured it may be best to leave him to it. Calling through the door, Harry wished Draco a good day, a thank you for the night before, and an 'I love you', before leaving the room. They had already planned to meet that afternoon for more study and homework with Hermione and Ron.
Harry hurried down to the Great Hall and saw Ron and Hermione sitting in their usual place at the Gryffindor table. When Harry took his seat they both gave him a look, silently asking where he was all night, though Hermione seemed to have an idea.
Harry returned their look sheepishly. "Morning, guys."
"Good morning. Where were you last night?" Hermione got straight to the point hoping to catch Harry off guard. It didn't work.
"In the Room. I fell asleep studying. Sorry if I worried you." At least Harry was telling a half lie. He did fall asleep, and it was due to some intense 'studying' of his boyfriend.
"Well I'm glad you are taking your studies seriously, but please try and make it back to the dorms. It's dangerous out there at the moment and we don't like to worry about you." Hermione looked upset, her worry keeping her up some of the night.
"Sorry. I'll try and do my best."
Ron decided that it was the perfect time to start talking Quidditch tactics for the upcoming match, effectively stopping any further questions. The match had been the hot topic for the last couple of weeks, channelling the rivalry between the two opposing teams. Slytherin were sure they could beat Gryffindor and come away with the cup, whereas Harry was sure that the team were ready for anything that the Slytherins would throw at them. The team were practicing hard and were mentally and physically prepared for the demanding match.
Hermione interrupted the heated discussion to herd them all off to their first class of the day. It was then that Harry realised he didn't have any of his things, and asked to borrow quill and parchment off Hermione. She gave him a look indicating that she had more to say on the matter, but relented and leant Harry some materials. Harry thanked her profusely and promised he would get his things at the break.
After the excitement of the night before, and the rush of the morning after, the day was relatively boring. Classes were dull, and for the most part, unsuccessful, Hermione kept trying to ask Harry questions about his whereabouts the night before, and Harry was doing his best to avoid such questions. The only thing that kept Harry going was knowing that he would be seeing Draco again that evening.
-x-
Draco's day had been pretty similar to Harry's, though he managed to sidestep all questions from nosy classmates, especially Pansy. His mind kept wandering to the previous night, and he desperately wanted to see Harry again. Of all the years of wanting the dark-haired boy, he could finally say that he had everything he ever wanted in the world; the love of his life, safety away from the Dark and his family, and new friends forming in Hermione and Weasley. Though admittedly, Weasley was still highly irritating, but he was a good man with limitless loyalty and is completely trustworthy.
Shocking, really.
That evening couldn't come fast enough for Draco, even though they were doing nothing more sinister than studying, it still meant spending time with the man that had given him everything. The hours ticked by slowly, prolonging the time when he could be with Harry again. Draco really was turning into a sap. But in a good way of course.
With nothing better to do, Draco headed straight to the Room after classes to wait for Harry's arrival later on. Despite not being able to act as they normally would together due to the company of the remainder of the Gryffindor trio, any time at all is better than none.
-x-
Harry, Hermione and Ron arrived shortly after dinner and the night passed in relative peace and quiet. Harry and Draco kept sneaking peaks at each other and smiling, or smirking, when they caught each other's eyes.
As the night was drawing to a close, Hermione and Ron said good night, leaving Harry alone with Draco for the first time in twenty-four hours.
It didn't take long for Draco to jump Harry once his friends had left. Draco's thoughts were dominated by Harry all day and he was close to going crazy with the need to be close to him.
"I've missed you." Draco still hadn't let Harry go.
"I missed you too, love." Harry smiled in answer.
"Last night was amazing. You were amazing." Some of the high was still lingering for Draco.
"It was everything I could have asked for. Thank you Draco." Harry's smiled hadn't faded, but turned cheeky instead. "But I think I may need another day to recover before a repeat performance."
"I didn't expect it, but I'm looking forward to the repeat." Draco smirked, placing a light kiss to Harry's check. Harry remained in Draco's arms, enjoying the security that they offer.
"I better be getting on. I can't use the study excuse again. I have Quidditch training tomorrow after dinner, so I can't come here, so the day after?" Harry asked.
"We are having training that day, so it seems that it will be Friday before we see each other again in here." Draco replied regretfully.
"That's fine. Got to have some decent competition for a Quidditch final after all." Harry answered.
"Are you saying that I am not decent competition for the youngest seeker for a century?" Draco jested back.
"No, of course not. I'm just saying that the harder the competition, the better the match. I want to win knowing that I bet you playing your best." Harry smirked, a sparkle in his eyes giving away the humour of the situation.
"Well, I better get going. Best to get some sleep before such an important practice tomorrow." Harry moved to separate himself from Draco's arms, but Draco held him close.
Draco pressed his lips against Harry's; one last kiss before the slog of the coming couple of days. "I love you, Harry. Never forget it."
Harry could see the sincerity and love shining out of Draco's metallic eyes. "I love you too, love, and I promise to never forget that you do too." With one last kiss, Harry left the Room to return to the tower.
Draco followed not long after, ensuring there was no one around the Room before leaving toward the dungeons.
The rest of the night was uneventful, a reflection of the day. Harry, Hermione and Ron relaxed in the common room before retiring for the night, and Draco sorted out one or two disputes in the Slytherin common room before heading to his own room.
Unfortunately things weren't meant to stay quiet and uneventful for long, as Draco and Harry found out shortly after their Quidditch final at the end of the month.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. Coming up, Dumbledore makes a move, Lucius has something to say, and an (hopefully) exciting Quidditch match. Summer is fast approaching.
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