And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear
Sarah McLachlan – Possession
Harry awoke, surprised to see Draco standing
over him. A moment later, he was even more shocked to feel the other
boy'' lips on his. His own lips parted slightly on shock. This
gave Draco the advantage and he slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth.
It ran along the back of his teeth and playfully stroked along the length
of Harry's tongue. Harry moaned. He was surprised to discover
that he was enjoying this. Following the other boy's lead, his tongue
battled with Draco's.
Even after coming to terms with being gay,
Harry had never kissed a boy. Hell, he had never kissed anyone before,
but Draco was a good teacher. By this time, both boys were moaning
quietly in pleasure, when suddenly, Draco pulled away, gasping for air.
The need to breathe had finally become too strong. Harry opened his
eyes to look at the other boy questioningly. He was surprised to
see tears in Draco's eyes.
Draco looked down at Harry sadly. He
couldn't believe he had just kissed THE Harry Potter. What was even
more unbelievable was that Harry had returned the kiss, just as enthusiastically.
For those few, brief seconds, Draco felt a happiness he had never before
experienced. He felt a tear slip down his cheek and quickly wiped
it away, but it was soon followed by another and another and any attempt
at keeping them hidden was useless.
Harry was surprised by the tears running down
Draco's cheeks, he hadn't thought Malfoy capable of such emotion.
Even thought the boy cried silently, Harry could feel his pain emitting
from him and he suddenly felt sorry for him. He reached up and gently
wiped away the other boy's tears. When Draco's sobs had finally died
down to a few tears, Harry pulled the other boy towards him until their
foreheads were touching. Their lips were only a breath a way from
each other, but Harry made no move to kiss the other boy. "Close
your eyes," Harry whispered, his breath tickling along Draco's lips and
chin. The other boy did what he was told without question.
Moving in slightly, Harry brushed his lips over Draco's closed eyelids,
down the right side of his face until he finally encountered his lips,
where he softly kissed the other boy. He held the kiss for a moment
before he pushed harder against the other boy. It wasn't long before
Harry was kissing Draco with enough force to leave bruises. Then,
with a strength that surprised both of them, Harry reached up and pulled
Draco onto the bed and stood up, finally pulling out of the tight embrace,
but continued to hold the other boy down. He lent down so his face
was inches away from the other boy's and framed the delicate face with
his hands. "What's wrong? What made you stop?"
"I needed to breathe." Draco replied, his voice dull.
"What are you hiding from me?" Harry asked, a few tears slipping down his own cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" Draco asked, wiping away Harry's tears.
"Because you are." Harry answered simply.
Draco sighed. He hadn't expected this much emotion. Brushing his hand down Harry's cheek, he whispered. "There's a lot you don't know about me. But please, just give me time, I'll be able to tell you eventually. I know it's a lot to ask, but I need to take the time to build up to the point when I'll be able to tell you."
Harry nodded. "As long as you are okay for now, that will be fine. Are you going to be okay?"
Draco shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. Am I okay right now? Yes, and that kiss certainly has changed my perspective on a lot of things. Will I be able to keep it up? I don't know, only time will tell."
"I don't like the sound of that."
"It's the best I can give you."
"I suppose it'll do."
"That's good, cause it'll have too."
There was silence for a few moments after that. Eventually, Harry lay back down on the bed, resting his head on the other boy's shoulder. They both knew that the problems were by no means solved, but they could wait for another day. The had both found a sense of inner peace neither had ever felt before when they were with each other, and for now, that was enough.
Unbeknownst to both boys, a man in the hall watched them quietly. He looked deep in thought for a moment and ran his hand through his long grey beard. Then his blue eyes began he twinkled and giving the boy's one more long glance, he smiled.
Author's Note: Well, I've decided to continue the story for now,
but if it seems like no one is reading, I'll stop. Today, at 11:35
a.m. I was officially freed. Eighth grade is finally over.
I'm finally a Freshman!!! Just though I'd share my good news. I hope
to have the next chapter out soon. Please, please, please review!
Remember what I said!
