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Chapter 13

Everyone was excited for Harry, and thankful, when they had found and destroyed the Horcrux at Harry's inscrutable location. That was everyone except Draco, who seemed crappy and moody all week long.

"Maybe, you should talk to him." Hermione offered when Harry told her about it.

That is how Harry found himself walking in Draco's tower. When he walked in, he saw Draco on the couch, his feet laid lazy over the couch, one foot back and tucked under his butt. He was resting against the arm of the chair and his blonde-hair head bent over reading a book, he had borrowed from Hermione. He was so absorbed that he didn't look up when Harry came in, but once he did, his expression changed from a soft, gentle to an ever-changing moody one.

"What are you doing?" he asked Draco

"Nothing," Draco answered paying more attention to his book, turning a page, nearly ripping it out when turning it.

Harry moved towards him, his brow narrowed, "Are you well?" he offered to Draco. Draco closed his book, before looking up and saying.

"I'm fine, why?"

"Because I thought you would be less moody when I get one of these Horcruxes and destroyed them, it means that we're closer to getting rid of Voldemort, but this whole week you've been all shitty with me and I don't know why." Harry thought that his voice came out a little whiny, but he didn't care, he wanted to know why Draco was in a bad mood.

"I've wanked all this week." Draco stated

Harry blinked, stunned for a moment. He didn't know Draco was going to be so up front, but he knew this was what he asked for.

"Um…ok." Said Harry, clearly out of words, this was unexpected; he knew something was wrong, but it didn't think why that would make Draco cranky.

"But why is that making you shitty?"

Draco narrowed his brow sitting up straight, he said, "Because my boyfriend isn't giving me any…at all."

Harry felt the blood rush to his face and he knew he couldn't control it. They hadn't talked about this before, and they hadn't done much except from that occurrence couple weeks ago

"Err…we haven't…" stuttered Harry, "I mean – this – I –"

"I know, but surely you have…needs?" asked Draco staring at Harry

"Of course," answered Harry, "but I've really never had the time to –"

"But you have time now." Said Draco looking at him, "Have you ever dreamt about me?"

Harry did dream about Draco a lot, he had been waking up a lot during nights with a hard-on.

"Yes." Answered Harry

Draco stood up and placed his hands on Harry's shoulder, leaning his whole body against Harry, his lips against Harry's ear. His hands slide down holding to Harry's hip, "And you never wanted to do anything with me?"

Harry shudder, Draco's breathing was light on Harry's ear. Of course, every time he had woken up, he wanted Draco but to actually do it, was something else. Harry trailed his hands onto Draco's shoulders.

"I thought we were going slowly?" Harry said, softly.

One of Draco's hand slipped into Harry's hair, "We are taking it slow, we've only been dating for a couple of months now and all we've done is kiss."

Harry sighed, he had no idea. "We don't need to – you know…have sex yet, but we could fool around." Said Draco giving Harry a hopeful look.

Draco hoped Harry would say yes to that, at least groping, if not sex. Whose boyfriend doesn't allow sex? Draco couldn't think of anyone at Hogwarts. He also understood why Harry was hesitant. Draco looked at Harry, and he could hear the clock work clicking away in his head.

"Is this reason you've been shitty with me? Is because I'm not fooling around and having sex with you?"

Draco thought for a moment, yes it was. For weeks now Draco, had been waking up from an intense dream and instead of going off to Harry, he had to wank, and the fantasy he had thought up even made him harder. But on the other hand, he knew it was being selfish by his way of thinking "Yes," Draco answered truthfully.

"But I don't to…have sex, it's too emotional to do that kind of loving act at the moment and I couldn't live – with myself if you were to ever –" Harry cleared his throat "—If you were ever to die."

Draco sighed, his heart swelled as he heard that Harry couldn't live without him. He knew Harry was falling for him; he wrapped his arm around Harry's neck and pressed his nose against Harry's. "I would never leave you, Harry."

"I know."

Draco pressed his lips against Harry's. Draco's parts his lips, pressing his tongue forward, coaxing Harry's mouth open, Harry parted his lips and their tongues met in a familiar yet unique dance for dominance, Draco won it almost immediately. Harry wound his arms around Draco's neck and pressed himself closer and his hands trailed in Draco's hair, and he pulled softly on it. The kiss was broken due to lack of oxygen, they pulled back dazed and Harry put their foreheads together, his nose nudging with Draco, he asked, "Harry?"

His heart pumped against his ribs, "I've never –"

"I know," said Draco, pecking Harry on the lips. "I'll go slow and I'll be gentle."

Harry let out a breath, he wanted this. He couldn't deny it. "Ok."

Draco cupped his face, and kissed him and Harry felt his back the brick wall. Draco's hand run through Harry's black-jet hair and tugged on it, his tongue invaded Harry's mouth. He broke the kiss and shook his head, "Come." He said, grabbing his hand and led Harry to bedroom. He hoped Harry wouldn't back out. He was horny.

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Hermione sat in the library with Ron, she checked her time and thought to herself that Harry was taking a long time to talk to Draco and she hoped that they had worked it out. She could see both boys falling for each other, even if they said they were trying their feelings out, something were coming out of it. She, just, hoped that Draco wouldn't do anything to Harry and hurt him.

"Why you looking at your watch?" asked Ron, curiously

"No reason." Said Hermione smiling

Ron looked at her for a moment, before returning to his work.

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Harry woke the next morning, his pillow nice and warm and was also moving up and down in a slow rhythmic pattern, he tightly closed his eyes before opening them, he could see a blonde blur, he grabbed his glasses off the beside table, and blinked a few times for the room to come into focus. He cuddled under the blankets again, when he saw Draco sleeping. Harry dragged a cool white pillow over and tucked his arm underneath it, as he watched Draco sleep. If someone told him two years ago that he would be doing this, he would have punched them.

Draco slept with his pillow straight, one of his arm out straight out and the other one curled above his head. His mouth was slightly – the smallest of the gaps – open. His chest was perfect, save one scar. Harry winced, when he realised that it was the same scar that he had made last year with the hex.

His breathing was slow, showing that he was still asleep. The blanket was bundled on his hips, and twisted and curled around his legs, just like how their legs were too. His hair was a mess; end sticking in all different directions just like his was, naturally.

Draco huffed a breath, before turning on his side, facing Harry. His whole body changed, his arms curling around the pillow not touching it. His legs trapped one of Harry's legs between them, and his back was smooth and straight until curve of his butt.

Harry sighed, as he thought that he laze here all day and never moved, but he knew that if he did. Voldemort will still be out in the world killing innocent people. Harry wanted to kill him and get it over and done with, and then, hopefully, come back to Draco and live his life, without anymore burden or any weight on his shoulders. Harry was in his own little world, thinking of his next movement towards getting rid of Voldemort that he didn't notice Draco's eyes flutter open and smile slightly.

He felt a warm hand on his chest, and a "Good morning," He looked down to see Draco awake and yawning.

"Morning," said Harry, accepting a morning kiss from Draco.

"So…" said Draco, his finger trailing down his chest, "What are you going to do today?"

Harry shrugged, or the best he could, "I don't know, more research, and hope we get whatever out of Voldemort's past."

Draco hummed as he trailed his hand down Harry's thigh and wrapped Harry's around his, before kissing him again and only breaking the kiss for more oxygen. Draco pressed his hand on Harry's back to press him closer; Harry blushed, as he felt Draco's morning erection.

"You have…" Harry sad between small kisses, Draco gave him, "to be…kidding…me..."

Draco chuckled softly; as he turned them over, so he was on top of Harry, kissing his neck. "Can you blame me? Your blowjobs are good."

The only thing Harry did was moan, as both of their erection brushed against each other. Draco smiled, trailing his kisses down his chest.

--

Hermione smiled, as she saw Harry walked into the library with an extra spring in his step.

"That must have been some talk." Hermione said, smiling slightly as Harry sat down, and smiled even wider as Harry blushed. "It must have one good talk."

"Something…like that." Said Harry

"Is Draco going to be in a good mood for the rest of the week?" asked Hermione

Harry's cheeks tinted the colour red, "Yes. He is."

"That's good." She said, "We can focus on getting with this research and important things."

"He's important." Answered Harry

"I know," she said, "I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that we have to do some things now, that's all."

Harry nodded.