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Chapter 26

"Draco, I missed you. I missed you terribly; even when I was drunk I still couldn't get you out of my head." Harry hissed seductively, grasping Draco's green and black neck tie and pulling him close so that their lips were only a few centimeters apart.

"Damn, Potter, I missed you too. I really thought something bad had happened to you, and I just couldn't handle that. You are in my thoughts constantly from day to day. You feel my veins like some kind of addiction, and right now I think I'm going through withdrawal. So if I were you I would shut the hell up and kiss me." Draco responded dryly.

With out anymore hesitation, Harry smashed his lips against Draco's, probing his tongue inside. Harry sat Draco on top of a dusty old table as his hands started fondling hurriedly with Draco's shirt and tie. Their tongues intertwined and fought viciously, savoring the flavor as if they had not been with each other in years. Hungrily, Draco's hand practically tore at Harry's trousers, pulling him on top and wrapping his legs around his waist. Harry could feel the hardness of Draco's thick cock pressing against his own erection. The boys ripped and tore at each other's clothing like hungrily wolves; Harry sucked and nibbled on the nape of his neck, sending chills down Draco's spine.

"Fuck, Harry, I didn't know how bad I missed you until now." Draco breathed, wrapping his fist around Harry's cock.

"Draco, I want to fuck you senseless right now." Harry hissed, nibbling on his ear lobe.

Malfoy let out a deep groan as he ground his erection into Harry's forcefully. The blonde crashed his lips against Harry's, kissing him meaningfully. Pushing Draco down on the table, Harry crawled seductively on top of him, placing soft kisses all over his body. Tangling his fingers in Harry's black nest, Draco pulled him to his face, but before crashing his lips onto Harry's once more, Draco looked into his eyes. It was not just any look, his silvery orbs held so much intensity and meaning. For that brief moment, Harry saw nothing but Draco, because with that just one look, Draco said everything regarding his emotions towards Harry. Taking a deep breath Draco just stared into Harry's deep emerald eyes.

"Harry James Potter, I want to say something…but I'm not so...er…good at this mushy stuff", Draco stuttered.

"Draco, it's alright. You don't have to be scared around me." Harry responded.

"I…want to tell you that I …er…that I…love you…Harry James Potter." Draco stammered.

Harry could have sworn that he felt his heart stop beating in his chest. Everything in time seemed to freeze and he was left there in that special moment with Draco Malfoy. Nothing else seemed to matter; Draco had actually told Harry that he loved him, and he couldn't be any happier. Wrapping his arms around Draco, Harry hugged him tightly while staring deeply into his eyes.

"Draco, I love you too. I mean it too. I love you deeply." Harry replied ecstatically.

"Harry, I was scared when I first realized I had feelings for you. I thought they weren't normal; they were wrong, but I realized that I did have feelings for you and there was nothing I could do about that. But at one point I got really scared; I was confused about what I actually want out of life, so I hurt you instead. I regret that now. I was being selfish and inconsiderate of your feelings; I was just really scared. While you were gone I thought about things and realized a lot. I realized what I really wanted out of my life, which was you. I want you to be part of my life, Harry and I mean that. And if you tell any one that I have an emotional side I swear I will not have shag you for six months." Draco snickered.

"I was petrified when I started thinking about you in a sexual way. I thought it was wrong as well. I even tried thinking about girls, but that didn't work. Finally I came to terms with the fact that I was attracted to you, and after we shared our first kiss it was then that I could no longer deny my feelings. I thought maybe if I first told my friends they would still accept me for who I am, but I was wrong, neither of them want to talk to me, and Hermione is just acting weird. I may have lost my friends, but I have gained a love that is unbreakable." Harry confessed.

"Harry, forget about the Weasel and the Mud-Blood right now, and concentrate on us. Like I told you before if they were your true friends they would not be acting like idiots." Draco said, crashing his lips onto Harry's; their tongues doing a violent dance for dominance.

Without another word, Harry spread Draco's legs sensually as his hand stroked his member pleasingly. His lips sucked and nibbled on his nipples as Draco ran his fingers through his black nest. Uttering a small charm for lubrication, the blond soon felt a warm substance between his legs.

"Fuck, Harry", Draco breathed, feeling the Gryffindor's finger roll around his tight hole. "Oh shit."

Carefully, Harry slipped his finger inside of Draco, probing at it gently; Draco groaned and writhed as Harry inserted one more. A second later he slipped in a third digit, pumping in and out of Draco's tight entrance. The blonde rolled his hips into Harry's hand, yearning pleading for more.

"Potter, please now. Quit fooling around and just do it. I am not in the mood for patience. I want you inside of me NOW!" Draco hissed, gripping his hair tightly.

Harry leaned up and smashed his lips against Draco's; their tongues colliding against one another vehemently. Placing the tip of his erection at Draco's tiny hole, Harry pushed it in slowly. The Slytherin cried out in pleasure. Grasping Draco's throbbing erection, Harry stroked the shaft gingerly as he moved in and out of the blond. Clinging his nails into Harry's tanned skin, Draco thrust his hips toward Harry forcefully, urging him to go faster.

"Fuck, Potter…harder." Draco muttered.

Harry groaned deeply as he soon began slamming his cock into Draco fiercely, hitting his pleasure point repeatedly causing the Slytherin to cry out in ecstasy.

"Oh Harry…I'm...fuck…almost there." Draco breathed heavily, arching his back and rolling his hips fervently into his boyfriend.

With his hand still wrapped around Draco's cock, Harry stroked it heatedly, moving his hands up and down the shaft. Closing his eyes, Draco allowed himself to drown in all the pleasurable sensations that were building up inside of him. Nothing mattered anymore except for the feel of Harry's skin against his and the heat of the raw emotions that had consumed the two of them.

"Draco Malfoy, I love you." Harry hissed, as he slammed violently into the blonde as he continued jerking and stroking his cock.

"Harry…I…love…you!" Draco screamed, as every muscle in his body tensed up as streams of hot white cum shot from his slit, covering Harry's hand as well as his lower stomach.

The words that had escaped Draco's mouth as he came sent Harry over the edge as well. Holding Draco's hips in place, Harry buried himself inside as his hot cum shot deep inside of Draco. Harry's body quivered as he emptied himself completely into his boyfriend. Taking a deep breath, the Gryffindor slowly removed his limp dick from Draco and collapsed on the table beside of him.

"Damn, Draco, that was fucking great." Harry mumbled.

"I don't think I could move." He snickered.

"Well, we better be moving quickly because we are going to be late for Potions." Harry said.

"Oh shit…I didn't know we had been in here for over an hour. Tim flies when you're having fun shagging." The blonde laughed.

"Yes, well, we won't get to have fun anymore if we don't get our asses down to class, groaned Harry.

"Goddamn it", Draco muttered as he got up from the table and threw on his robes.

The two boys grabbed their books and raced down to the dungeons, hoping that they would only be a few minutes late, and Snape would only punish them with a detention. Arriving at the doors, Harry and Draco was a bit relieved that they were not that late, because Snape hadn't even started his lecture. All eyes were on the two of them as they walked into the classroom. Whispers could be heard floating around in the air along with gagging noises and laughs. Harry chose to ignore it and took his seat next Ron and a very confused looking Hermione. A few seconds later the greasy haired professor had entered the classroom, and instructed the students to work in pairs on poison antidotes. Harry chose to partner up with Ron and Hermione, hoping to get to talk with the two of them.

"Ron, are you talking to me yet?" Harry sighed, grabbing some of the ingredients listed on the board.

"No." He said shortly.

"Why?"
"Because you're shagging Draco Malfoy, and you're gay."

"Look, just because I am gay does not make me any different, and if it makes you feel any better you are not my type. I am just not into red-heads, as you should know, since it didn't work out with me and your sister." Harry explained, glancing over at Hermione who was just standing there looking dumb.

"Hermione, what is wrong with you?" Harry asked seriously.

"She has been acting odd since the other day. I am not sure what is wrong with her. I mean it's like she went dumb." Ron answered back.

"Hermione, it's me Harry. What is wrong?"

"Harry, oh yes, what class are we in?" She asked quizzically.

"Maybe we should take her to the hospital wing?" Harry suggested.

"She's already been there, Madam Pomfrey said she had consumed some memory altering potion and it should wear off in a month, and Harry you can quit trying to save everyone." Ron huffed.

"Look, can you just forget about the whole Draco factor, and realize that I am still your best mate and I would never do anything to hurt you or Hermione. I care for you guys." Harry growled, pouring in the ingredients in the boiling cauldron.

"No, Harry I cannot forget the little fact that you are SHAGGING DRACO MALFOY!" Ron yelled loudly, causing half the class to look over at the fighting pair. "You are sick Harry, being a poof is not something to be proud of, and if that is what you are then I can no longer be friends with you."

"Ron, you are such a thick headed prat, you don't even know the half of the story!" Harry responded hatefully.

"I know the whole story, you bend over and Draco shoves it in because lately you have been acting like a complete arsehole, and I bet your little Slytherin boy toy had something to do with Hermione's memory potion." Ron screamed.

Anger now boiling through his veins, Harry slammed Ron against the stone wall, his eyes piercing into his with his hands wrapped around Ron's robes.

"Look, you can hate me Ron, I don't give a damn anymore, but I never want you to accuse Draco of hurting Hermione. He didn't do a damn thing to her, so go point fingers at some one else you inconsiderate git." Harry growled, letting go of Ron just as soon as Snape walked back inside the room.

"Mr. Potter, I knew you were never good at potions, but this work is just horrible. First years can do better." The professor drawled.

Harry only huffed and looked back at Draco who gave him a sympathetic look and went back to work with Blaize Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. The black haired girl gave Harry an evil look and smirked before turning away. Right now, Harry was on the verge of walking out of Snape's classroom and never come back. He was so infuriated with everyone besides Draco and Hermione, just because she really didn't know what was going on, and he had to find out who sent her the potion and what it came in.

After class, Harry and Draco agreed to meet in the Room of Requirement later that evening, but for now they went back to their common room. Ron and Hermione had History of Magic directly after potions so neither of them would be coming to the common room. Going up into the boys' dormitories, Harry paced the area repeatedly, kicking stray objects in the floor. Finally he took a seat on his bed and began pondering possible suspects for Hermione. Grabbing a sheet of parchment out of his drawer, he noticed a bottle lying on Ron's side of the bed. He picked it up and observed it; there was definitely some kind of unknown substance on the bottle of butter beer. Harry also noticed some sort of string tied around the neck. Reading it carefully, it said from Ron to Hermione. Harry really didn't have any idea what was going on here, but he was determined to figure it out.