Draco POV

He was actually letting me do this. I mean, he could have said no before I even started to assault him, but he let me go on. I was at least expecting some sort of reaction to the vanishing of our clothes. And now, my hand were, well, there and he wasn't doing a damn thing about it!

Not that I was complaining. No, not at all. Not in the least. But, still. I was thinking he would want some say in our shagging session! Apparently I was wrong. I kept on going at it. The only thing left was our boxers. Slowly, I removed those. This time he gasped, but he also gave me the reaction that I wanted. He moved his hands to where I most desperately wanted them. This was it.

DMHPDMHPDMHP

Sunlight was streaming in the widows. I looked up, a bit disoriented, then realized where I was. I was in my flat, sure, but not in my bed. Well, kind of. When I was with Blaise, I charmed my couch to turn into a king-sized bed at the feel of free skin. And this is what I was laying on. And with something laying on my chest. It was large, and smooth, and warm, and had mussed up, curly, raven hair. GOOD MERLIN! It was Harry!

So sue me, I had thought that last night had just been a dream. A wonderful one, but a dream just the same. And now, it was real? What happens when Harry woke up? Was he going to regret sleeping with me? I hoped not. Our actions had proved to me even more what I already knew. I was in love with Harry Potter. Boy-Who-Shagged-Me. Funny, I rather liked that one...

Anyway. I looked at him more closely, and noticed every little detail that I had missed the night before. The curvature of his cheek bones, his bone structure, the way that one little piece of hair fell into his left eye. I smiled.

However, he was laying on my arm, and I noticed that it was starting to wake up and get all tingly. I wanted to shake it, but I didn't want to wake him up. I tried to wiggle my way out from under him, but I failed.

He sighed and his eyelids fluttered before opening slightly to look at me. I was fully expecting him to realize where he was, and the state of nakedness and jump and run. But that's not what happened. In fact, he snuggled up to me closer, looked into my eyes, and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back even brighter than I had been.

"Good morning." He said in a sleepy voice.

"Morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes I did. I had a good dose of vigorous activity right before bed, so it wore me out."

"Was this activity enjoyable at least?" I began to worry. Sure he had smiled and snuggled, but now he was actually starting to wake up. He would soon realize what had happened the night before and would be gone for sure.

"It was delightful. In fact, I'm thinking it might make for a good nightly exercise." Did he really know what he was saying? This is the guy that not even 24 hours ago broke up with a guy, and stated, in my office, that he wasn't ready for another relationship. And yet, here I was, with said guy, freshly shagged. Was it just me, or was this a bit hypocritical and rather wrong? Was I really doing the right thing by getting into this with him? And what was he going to think? He was still half asleep, and I was sure that he wasn't the type of guy to have a one-night stand, so what did that make us? Were we now a couple just because we slept together once?

I hadn't had a boyfriend, or even had sex since Blaise. I sure as hell didn't think that I was even ready for another relationship yet, and it had been a couple months!

He stirred above me again. "Whatcha thinking about Draco?"

I couldn't tell him. No, I might actually have a chance at this, and a few simple words could ruin it. There was no way in hell that I was going down that road. But...

"I was thinking about last night. What we did. Was it based off feelings of desire, or simple need due to emotional turmoil?" Wow, where the fuck did that come from? Merlin, I sounded like Mya...

"Oh." That wasn't a good sound. He must have seen my face. "Draco, that was fine. In fact, I was thinking the same thing all night pretty much."

Well, that works I guess. "So...what is this? I mean, neither of us really are in a situation for a good relationship right now."

"I know what you mean..." We both tapered off saying anything really not knowing what to say. Harry sighed and leaned in against me some more.

"I don't care where we are. All I know is that last night was amazing, and I haven't felt that way in a long time, if ever. I don't fucking care about where we are, or what our statuses are, or what is appropriate for us at this point in our lives." Then, he kissed me again. It seemed as if the whole world just melted away before my eyes. Harry was right. It didn't matter whether or not it was socially acceptable for us to be in a relationship. Yes it was rather unconventional, but I mean, really. We were WIZARDS for Merlins sake. It wasn't like we weren't already weird.

Harry kissed me deeper and deeper until we wound back up in the same position as the night before. Our clothes were already off, so it took much less time. We came together sweetly and climaxed together.

He rolled off me, sweaty and glowing, before collapsing on my chest again. I soon drifted off as well, with my head upon his.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! NaNoWri Mo was somewhat of a success, but not really. But now that it's over I can focus on getting you guys more updates on this. I know, it's been almost a month since November ended, but hey, at least U didn't totally forget you guys =) Reviews=Hugs =)