CHAPTER TWELVE
Disclaimer: Neither the characters or locations are mine; they belong to J. K. Rowling and various affiliated companies. No plagiarism or copyright infringement is intended. All characters will be returned safe and sound with smiles on their faces and food in their bellies. :D
A/N: Again, some time has passed. Gimme a break…I just want to write about the more interesting bits (and I'm sure you only want to read the more interesting bits) so ner :p
Harry pushed the spoon around in his soup morosely. He missed Draco so much. Hermione glanced at him worriedly.
'Cheer up Harry…I'm sure he's fine.' She whispered.
Ron just grunted; he'd been behaving strange since he realized Harry was gay and in love with Draco. Harry sighed. Suddenly he heard a collective gasp and looked up to see Draco striding into the hall, looking as good as ever. The only indication of the "incident" was a slight limp that you would only notice if you were staring at him. And stare Harry did, until Hermione nudged him and he realized. He looked back at his soup, his face red. He snuck a glance at Draco who was now sitting with Blaise and Pansy and smiled shyly. Draco smiled back. Harry began to eat with new enthusiasm.
'I told you he was fine.' Hermione said softly.
Ron grunted again. Harry looked at him, narrowing his eyes.
'I don't know what you're problem is, Ron, but you're killing me. I thought we were friends.'
Ron didn't respond, but looked at his food, ashamed. Harry returned to his soup but saw letters appearing in it. He frowned as the message Go for a walk? appeared. He quickly ran his spoon through, scattering the message, and looked up to see Draco leaving the room.
''Scuse me.' Harry muttered, leaving the hall after him.
He literally ran into Draco in the corridor.
'Ah…' he gasped.
'Harry…' Draco whispered, pulling him close.
--
Harry gazed in astonishment at Draco's room in the Slytherin house, musing only slightly on the unfairness that he didn't have to share it. Draco wrapped Harry in a warm embrace.
'I'm glad you're here.' He whispered into Harry's ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down Harry's spine.
Harry kissed him passionately, then stepped back.
'Draco…I…'
'Shh.' Draco responded, pressing a finger to Harry's lips.
He pulled Harry close, pressing their mouths together urgently. Harry shuddered a little as Draco's hands roamed his body. At the first twinges of arousal Draco once more heard Harry protesting but tried to ignore it, instead focusing on the real Harry, his mouth warm and sweet. His breathing deepened and he wanted to pull away, but remained in Harry's embrace. It was Harry who pulled back, noticing Draco's trembling.
'Are you alright?' he whispered headily.
Draco nodded, pulling Harry to him again. He gasped as Harry fumbled with his belt buckle and Draco had to fight the urge to pull away. As Harry slipped his hand in Draco's pants, Draco tensed.
'Do you want me to stop?' Harry asked.
Draco shook his head, so Harry kissed him again, gently pushing him onto the bed.
'Draco, I've never, I mean… Don't expect too much from me…' Harry mumbled, sliding Draco's pants off.
As Harry took Draco into his mouth, Draco gasped, trying to block out images of teary green eyes. Draco writhed beneath Harry's touch, eventually crying out. Harry stopped, releasing Draco and looking at him.
'Do you want me to stop?' Harry asked again.
'Gah! Don't tease…' Draco moaned.
Harry mumbled 'Sorry' as he took Draco in again. Draco's back arched as he climaxed and Harry sat up, swallowing, his face flushed.
'Was that…was that ok?' he asked.
Draco kissed Harry tenderly.
'Perfect.' He whispered.
Draco reached for Harry's pants but Harry stayed his hand.
'Don't push yourself, Draco. There'll be plenty of time.'
Harry lay back on the bed and Draco lay next to him, musing over how lucky he was.
--
Harry awoke to a shrill squeal and, looking up, saw Pansy and Blaise standing in the doorway. He fell off of the bed and quickly pulled his pants on. Draco raised an eyebrow sleepily.
'What do you want?' he asked.
'Well, it's morning…' Pansy began.
Draco sat up.
'What?' he asked.
'It's morning. Breakfast is any minute now.' Blaise responded.
'Shit!' Draco swore.
Harry remained silent, only visible from the eyes upward from where he sat behind the bed.
'Morning Harry.' Pansy snickered.
'Hmph.' Harry responded.
Draco went to get up.
'Have you seen my pants?' he asked, frowning.
Harry passed them to him, flushing red.
'Uh, Draco… How are we going to get him out of here without anyone noticing?' Blaise asked.
'I have no idea. We weren't intending to fall asleep. I'd planned on going back to dinner before people began to leave.'
'Well, won't everyone leave for breakfast?' Harry asked in a small voice. 'I could sneak out once they're gone.'
'Not everyone goes to breakfast…but we may as well give it a shot. It's not like there is another way.' Pansy said nervously.
Harry suddenly thought of something.
'Um…I think,' he said, rummaging through his pockets, 'that there is a, well, "secret" exit…let me see…where is that?'
Harry pulled out a crumpled piece of paper with a triumphant "Hurrah!". Draco peered at it curiously.
'What is that?' he asked.
'This is the Marauder's Map…it was just, uh, something my Dad had…once. But look, here's the Slytherin common room and, hmm…that's strange. It shows the secret passage leading from here.' he pointed to a spot on the map.
Draco frowned.
'That's here. I hate to tell you this Harry, but I think you're map might be wrong. If there was a secret passage in my room, don't you think I'd know about it?'
Harry raised his eyebrows and proceeded to tap on the walls. Pansy and Blaise stared at him incredulously whilst Draco pulled the blankets over his head and wished in vain that he was still asleep. Eventually Harry hit a hollow spot, producing a thunk unlike that of the wall. He grinned, pushing slightly on it. The wall swung open. Harry gathered up his remaining clothes.
'Uh, I guess…I'll be going now. Uh…'
He looked toward the lump in the bed that was Draco, then to Pansy and Blaise.
'Uh, bye.' Harry whispered, slipping into the passage.
Blaise pushed the wall back into its proper position.
'That was rude, Draco dear.' Pansy muttered, pulling the blanket down.
Draco raised an eyebrow at her, smirking.
'I know…' he whispered.
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Harry stumbled into the Gryffindor common room, coming face to face with Hermione. She looked him over before wrapping him in a tight embrace.
'Hermione…air…' Harry gasped.
'Sorry,' she said, releasing him, 'but when you didn't return last night I got concerned…'
Harry smiled.
'I'm fine, fantastic really.'
He hoped that the stupid grin plastered on his face would fool her, he really wasn't that fantastic…Pansy and Blaise had seen him, and Draco had been so…distant. What if everything was ruined? Hermione frowned at him a little before shrugging.
'Well, let's get going before Ron eats everything.'
Harry nodded and followed Hermione, his thoughts preoccupied with Draco. He realized he had nothing to worry about when he glanced over and received a loving smile from Draco. Although it quickly vanished for appearances sake Harry was relieved; everything was going to be fine.
A/N: I tried not to be so smutty…I think it turned out ok… I'm not going to disintegrate into porn, if I can help it (not that there's anything wrong with writing like that, I just don't feel it is essential to this story). Hope you enjoyed their first "real" encounter. :)
