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*** Chapter 21

Harry kept his word and stayed away from Draco for several days after their last meeting. But just because he didn't approach him, didn't mean he wasn't watching him. He could tell that the Slytherin was still fighting with himself. Sometimes when they passed each other in the corridors he'd ignore him, other times he would try and pick a fight or at the least make derogatory comments, however there were also a few times when he would smile shyly at Harry. Those times gave Harry hope.

When those moments became less and less it worried him. He decided he needed to act when two days in a row Draco merely tried to pick fights or insult him. It took him a while to figure out what to do and when. A moment presented itself when they passed each other after dinner one day. For a change Draco just glared at him. Unfazed Harry smiled and cocked his head to the side, indicating a side corridor, where they could meet undisturbed for a time. Harry turned into the corridor but only walked a few steps before he stopped and waited. He knew he would have to give Draco a little time considering he would first have to get rid of Crabbe and Goyle, who had been walking with him. Only a few moments later he heard footsteps and was pleased to see Draco rounding the corner.

"What do you want?" The blond asked a little scathingly.

"I want Draco." Harry replied, taking a few steps towards the blond, stopping only when he was right in front of him. "I want him now so get lost Malfoy."

Draco shook his head and glared at Harry, trying to take a few steps back. He was stopped when Harry wrapped his arms around his waist. He was pulled against the brunette and held tightly. Then he felt a pair of soft lips pressing against his own. He groaned subconsciously but raised his hands to Harry's chest to try and push him away. It was futile he knew, Harry had proven long ago that he was stronger but that didn't stop him from trying.

Harry didn't give up though, instead upping his game by running his tongue over Draco's lips. When no entrance was given, he licked a trail along Draco's jawbone and to his ear, where he proceeded to tease the lobe in particular. He knew this was a soft spot for Draco, any stimulation there generally affecting him more. And he wasn't disappointed when gradually, he could feel Draco melting in his arms.

When Draco stopped trying to push him away, he gently pushed him backwards until he had him up against the wall. Then he lifted Draco's hands above his head and held them there with one hand, using the other to untuck Draco's shirt so he could sneak his hand underneath and upwards, where he quickly found a delicate nipple, waiting to be tormented. He delighted in the groans it elicited.

This time when he pressed his lips on Draco's again, there was no hesitation in the answer. For a while they stood, locked at the lips. Harry almost devouring Draco and Draco helplessly letting it happen. Having felt the effect he was having on the blond, Harry moved his hand down Draco's chest and into his trousers. Cupping the growing bulge he started massaging it lightly, causing a friction that had Draco whimpering into the kiss.

Pulling away a fraction, Harry grinned teasingly. "Well, I do love to make you give up control this way..."

Draco didn't reply but had to bite his lip to stop himself moaning or making any other noises. His gaze was fixed on Harry's lips, so close, yet too far away, for when he tried to move closer, Harry would pull back.

"I need some answers, Draco."

"What?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper, his gaze now flicking up to Harry's eyes.

"You've had some time to think. How far have you come to making a decision?"

Draco opened his mouth to answer but no sound came out. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back with a sigh. When Harry started moving his hand along the now hard flesh he groaned. "Not fair!"

"Oh so you want to pretend you like to play fair? All right." Harry said and pulled away from Draco completely, only leaving his hands resting on the blonde's waist to keep him upright. He could feel Draco sagging for a moment, before he found his balance, aided by the hold on his hips.

Draco barely contained his whimper at the loss of contact. But a few moments later, it gave him the focus he need to answer. "I want more... I want to continue... I want you..." the last part was said quietly, almost shyly.

Harry smiled and leaned in to kiss Draco, to show he was pleased. When he pulled away again he spoke gently. "What do you want to continue, Draco? You need to be specific."

"Our meetings... I want more of that." He said slowly.

"What sort of meetings... what is it you want to happen at them?"

Draco groaned in frustration. "I want you to dominate me!" He ground out.

"You do have an interesting way of phrasing things at times. We're getting closer but there's still something else I'm waiting to hear."

"No!" Draco moaned and hung his head, shaking it slightly. "I can't..."

"Of course you can, Draco." Harry said gently and moved a little closer again. He took Draco's hands and lifted them to his shoulders. The blond eagerly wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and let himself be pulled closer, lying his head against Harry's shoulder, his face hidden in the robe. "You've already acted it out. You know in your heart that you want it. All you have to do is say it out loud. It won't mean admitting a weakness, it'll make you stronger for knowing who you are."

"I can't... please don't make me!"

"I do like to hear you beg." Harry commented with obvious pleasure. "It's such an un-Malfoy-ish thing to do. Not very Slytherin either." Harry chuckled when he felt Draco tensing in his arms but merely tightened his hold on the blond. "Did you enjoy yourself the last time?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yes."

"I need more than that."

Draco bit his lip to stop from cursing Harry for his insistence. Gathering his thoughts for a moment he spoke. "I did enjoy it. I had a great time."

"Good, very good. So you want to do it again?"

"Absolutely." Draco answered in a whisper.

"But in order to do it again, what will you have to do?"

"I... have to... I need to... please, Harry, I can't!"

"Hush it's all right." Harry whispered when he felt Draco shaking in his arms. He held the blond firmly with one hand, while running the other over his back reassuringly. "Why can you not say it, Draco?" He asked gently.

"I don't know. I just can't."

"I guess we'll have to give you some more time then. In the meantime, I believe you've just called me by my given name for the first time." He said teasingly and chuckled when Draco tried to pull away. He held him tightly however, so all he could do was lift his head and stare in shock. "It's not that bad, you know."

"I... I didn't..." Draco broke off, unsure what he was even tying to say.

"It's alright, Draco. I know it wasn't a conscious thought. It's still nice and another step forwards. Maybe in time it won't be such a big thing to you."

"I'm sorry."

Harry chuckled. "I'd much rather you managed to admit, what we both know you want but keep calling me Potter; than for you to be able to call me Harry but not be able to say that, you want to submit to me."

"I'm trying..."

Harry nodded and smiled. Then he pulled Draco closer again and leaned in to kiss him, slowly and gently, wanting to reassure him. When he eventually pulled away again he just looked at Draco thoughtfully for a moment. "I did say I wouldn't force you, so you will get the time you need. We should both be getting back or we'll be missed. I will leave you alone again but if you need to talk, I'm there for you. Whenever you're ready, come to me." He smiled and then pulled away, heading off down the corridor.

Draco stared after him until he turned around a corner. Then he leaned back against the wall with a sigh wondering what was wrong with him and why Harry was always leaving him standing alone and confused.