Title: Al Rubio Moreno

By: Shinigami Liliz Black

Summary: Harry is an Auror and is assigned to extract information from Draco but when he meets the blondes his straight life changes.

Rating: R

Status: UNBETAED

Notes: I love this chap cause Harry has to go through a lot of thinking and he's in denial,

Chapter Five: Encounters and Farewell.

His eyelids trembled and all his senses started to kick. Beneath him, he felt something warm and pleasant, a falling and rising movement and the deep smell of mint on his nostril, forcing his green luminous eyes open. He stared at what it would be a neat small bedroom, definitely not his. His tire arms grasped the covers of the bed and pushed him a little farther finding the beautiful sight of a blonde sleeping peacefully beneath him.

Their bodies were tangled inside the covers, and their skin touched hotly. Soon all the images from last night started to kick in and Harry sighed heartily. He could not understand his ways at all; he was fucked by a man, and now sleeping with him can actually make him feel pleasant? Why is it that he suddenly felt like part of him is filled; all those longing feeling that he hated were suddenly filled and ceased by feeling his blonde beneath him, his arms around him?

He looked at the tip of his wand coming form one of the inside pockets of his trousers throw across the floor, a leaned into the blonde's chest listening softly at his calmed heartbeat. He needed some space, he just need to; all these feeling were clouding his mind. Why doesn't he just stood up, dress and leave him? After all he got all he needed to know; but why does his body prevents him to do so?

He sighed and pushed himself off the bed silently trying not to wake up the blonde. He paced around the bedroom, his footsteps muffled by the soft blue carpet. 'Harry you're an Auror, your work is done here.'

But images from last night evade his mind, how the blonde touched him, how perfectly all felt. His hand flew to his head and slumped down to the floor leaning against the nearest wall. 'I'm not gay, I was just sex just a bloody way to extract information.'

His eyes landed of the blonde over the bed, his fine pallid face halfway covered by his white blonde hair. "I just can't leave… I just can't…"

Draco woke up after feeling the sun burn on his face, he squirmed and opened his icy silver eyes. His eyes searched around the room sleepy finding the young Auror besides the door, leaning against the wall looking blankly at the blue carpet. One of his leg were pulled close to his chest were his right forearm rest while the other was beneath the other one like an Indian sitting style, wearing his opened trousers.

"Hytter," the blonde called sleepy sitting up and stretching his arms. A yawn escaped his lips and grinning sleepily. "Why are you sitting over there?"

The raven man gazed over the blonde with clouded complex emerald eyes and smiled weakly. "I'm just thinking, I…I never had such experience."

Draco grinned at the raven, his chest totally exposed and tapped the space beside him, "Come here."

Harry stood up from his space and sat besides the blonde gazing timidly at his silver eyes. The blonde was about to speak but suddenly grasped his forehead hard and moaned. "Dammit," he mumbled. "Headache; Fetch me a pain killer; the third drawler."

Harry leaned over the bed and opened the drawler. There were several vials and crystal bottle of labeled Potions. It was expected, the blonde was known for his excellent Potion making just like Severus. The dark lord had taken more confident on the blonde rather than Severus when he started brewing Potions.

Harry picked up the bottle labeled as painkiller and hand it down to the blonde. The other man uncorked it and drank it one single gulp. "Hytter, will you stay?" he asked wiping his mouth.

Harry took a deep breath and shook his head, "I really don't know."

The blonde fixed his silver eyes on him and whispered, "You better." With those words the blonde closed his eyes and collapse down into the bed almost unconscious.

"Draco!" Harry called nervously. His hands touched his neck feeling the weak pulse and sighed…

He left the room minutes after the blonde took the pain killer potion and sat on the chair over the table. He rested his eyebrows on the smooth surface of the table and buried his face on his hands.

'This is insane.'

Just then the fireplace burst into flame, Harry turned and watched a figure forming he flames. Hastily the Auror fell down the floor, rolled over and hid behind the kitchen island counter.

The continued sound of the fire moving stopped and the sound footsteps echoed through the place. Harry then felt a pang of pain hit his forehead and his hidden lighting bolt scar started to burn.

"Draco," a hissing voice called the blonde's name, echoing on Harry's head increasing his pain. He gritted his teeth as the footsteps grew louder.

The he hear the door burst open and the spell 'Enervate' can from the stranger's hissing voice. Mustering his strength and ignoring the growing pain on his forehead he crawled back into the corridor and stood up, looking through creak of the opened door.

There was a man with his wand raising in front the blonde's bed, wearing a black long cloak. Draco was now fully awaken, sitting in the bed and now glaring the intruder.

"What do you want now?"

"I asked you for a Potions days ago Draco and it had not reach me boy-"

"So keep waiting for it," Draco drawled, now showing more interested on his nails, "I'm busy; I do have a sexual life unlike you." The other man fired a spell at the blonde but the blonde was fast, he gathered the bedclothes around him and rolled over the bed, dodging the blow by inches. "You bloody ruined my bed, bastard!' Draco hissed at the man by the hole on the middle of the bed.

"I'm warning you boy, I can-"

"You can nothing Voldemort," the blonde spat, "I'm not one of your marked followers."

The name made Harry's pain increase and accidentally hit the door, pushing it open. Both man turned at his presence and Harry smiled weakly at Draco, "Am I interrupting something?"

Draco grinned. "No, Hytter were just finished talking," the blonde said glaring at the other man. Harry bravely, despite his horrible scar pain, approached the blonde and wrapped his arms around his neck; he looked up at the man and tried not to wince in pain.

There was the infamous Lord Voldemort looking as malice as ever, with his scarlet pupil less snake eyes, white bony body and long black hair falling loosely behind his back. His scarlet eyes looked at the raven man challenging green orbs and drifted his gaze to his forehead.

His pupil less eyes suddenly flashed with suspiciousness look before looking back at the blonde, "Very well," he said coldly, hiding his wand on one of his cloak's pocket, "I expect that Potion to be done by Monday."

"Yeah, yeah." The dark Lord turned his back and reached to close the door behind him.

"I would watch my back if I were you Draco." He then looked behind his shoulder at Harry and the raven man suddenly felt an enormous pain hit him and cause him to kneel over the floor and grasped his forehead tightly. The blonde shot a glare at the Dark Lord and noticed a satisfaction grin on his pallid lips before shutting the door.

"Hytter," the blonde turned to ask the raven man, " Are you ok?"

The raven man removed his hand from his fore head after the pain cease and noticed the bleeding form of his lighting scar in it. Hastily his other hand removed the band holding his hair while he stood up. "I'm ok," the raven man whispered, his hair now covering most of his face; His stained hand closed into a fist.

"You're bleeding," Draco commented standing up from the bed, naked.

"It's nothing," he mumbled. Suddenly a cell phone rang. Harry hastily took his cellphone out with his bleeding hand and opened in, accidentally with out noticing he exposed his scar to the blonde beside him. "Yes?"

"Harry?" Draco heard someone from the other side called in question. The raven man tensed and changed his cell phone to his other ear, walking farther from the blonde.

"Hytter," he seems to correct.

"Yeah, are you busy?" He looked over the blonde before answering.

"Why?"

"They want you here immediately."

"All right I'll be there in five minutes." The raven man closed the phone and pocketed it before picking his shirt from the floor. He wiped his hand on his trousers and placed the polo shirt on. "Draco," he started to say, pulling the bottoms, "I have to go."

"I know, I heard," the blonde whispered picking up his trousers. The raven man stopped his task and nervously glanced at the blonde.

"You heard?"

"Well only that they needed you," the blonde lied. 'Of course I did hear Potter,' he drawled mentally.

Harry sighed in relief and placed his boots on. The blonde stood in front his bedroom door wearing his trousers only, "I'll wait for you on the doorstep."

Just as the blonde left, Harry's hand touched his forehead and murmured a hiding spell. 'This is just bloody insane.'

"Will we see each others again?" Draco asked looking intently at the green orbs.

Harry, who was two inches taller than the blonde narrowed his eyes at the silver orbs of the blonde and finally answered, "I don't know."

Draco reached over and touched the raven man's cheek softly and drew him closer. His lips brushed and finally joined; Harry parted his lips feeling the blonde's tongue caressing sweetly his inside and finally letting go of him. The blonde nibbled his lower lip and pushed away, his silver eyes never leaving his luminous emerald eyes.

"Good luck."

To be continued!

Notes: I felt this was so sad! I was listening to My immortal while writing this and just made me cry

Next chapter if possible: Horrified Circumstances