Harry Potter and the Room of Requirement.
EDITED
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, I only get enjoyment out of it. It all belongs to J.K.Rowling. I'm just borrowing.
Chapter 3:
Even before they reached the doors to the hallway, Harry could hear the shouts and screams of scared and overexcited students. Harry and Hermione stepped in from the glaring sunlight and were greeted by the stink of a huge swamp covering all but a small line of stone floor around the edge of the hall.
"What is it?" Harry yelled at Hermione over the other pupils.
"Fred called it A Portable Swamp. The twins said they made it themselves. They also let off about ten crates of wizard firecrackers that don't stop and are fairly hard to get rid of, they're really cool." Hermione's eyes were actually shining.
"I thought you hated all disruptions to your lessons and such."
"Usually I am, but this is excellent."
"Why did they do it? They'll get expelled for sure."
"I don't know, I think it's gotten too quiet around here for them. It doesn't matter anyway, the teachers will clean it up in a trice."
Harry saw Draco across the room and caught his eye. Draco winked and ran his tongue across his top lip: an obvious invitation. Harry glanced around but couldn't see anyone who might have glimpsed this little gesture. Though it had been only about twenty minutes since they'd parted Harry already wondered when he would taste Draco again. He wondered how they could get together. Catching Draco's eye again Harry mouthed 'toilets' then told Hermione that he would explode if he didn't get to a bathroom soon.
"God, Harry, I don't know how I'm going to get through classes if I can't even get through half an hour without kissing you." Draco managed through sighs and kisses. Minutes before Harry had reached the toilets and made sure no one was in them then Draco had arrived and they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
"We have to work out places and times when we can meet." Harry only had the chance to say this as Draco had moved his lips down to Harry's neck and sucked at the sensitive junction between his neck and shoulder, but then was unable to manage more when Draco's hands slid into his robes and under his shirt. Harry shivered at the feeling of Draco's smooth hands on his hot skin and moaned quietly.
"I
know." Draco's hands moved down to the top of Harry's jeans
and began undoing them. "I know secret places all over the
castle where we can go; we just need to agree on places and times."
Harry rushed the words out in one breath.
Suddenly
Draco was on his knees before Harry pushing his robes out of the
way.
"No, not
here - oooooohhh." Harry's resistance melted.
Harry left the bathroom a little while later having decided on a place and time to meet Draco that night. They both agreed that they should leave at least five minutes apart so people wouldn't even think to suspect
"Harry, are you all right? You're looking very flushed. Maybe you should go and see Madame Pomfrey. I've noticed that you've been really distracted lately, and now it looks like you're running a fever." She pressed a hand to his cheek. "You're burning up!" she cried.
"Hermione, I'm fine! I just ran here from the toilets, of course I'm hot and sweaty!" he batted her hand away.
Hermione frowned suspiciously but didn't say anything else.
At 5 o'clock Harry was down in the dungeons where Snape had his office for his detention.
"Ah, Potter, good to see you're on time, I greatly dislike tardiness. Your punishment is to clean and repair all of the cauldrons and clean the room. You may use magic to repair the cauldrons but you must do all the cleaning the Muggle way. You will do this until I say you may leave." Snape looked coldly elated.
Oh, no, Harry thought, I hope this is finished before 8 o'clock or I'll miss Draco.
"Well, don't just stand there, Potter, get to it." Snape whirled and strode back to his desk while Harry began to repair each cauldron.
At 7:30 Snape stated that Harry could leave but that he better not be late the next day. Harry hurried to the Gryffindor common room and up to the dorms to wash up a little before heading down to the secret room he had found, the Room of Requirement. When he reached it and went inside he found it to be cosy and comfortable lit only with a few well-placed candles and dominated by a large four- poster bed. He was a little early so he reclined on the bed to await Draco's arrival. Minutes later the door opened to admit the young handsome boy who practically flew across the room to where Harry lay.
"Oh, finally," Harry sighed, "I've been waiting so long. Though you did make the work for Snape so much easier."
"I'm glad to be of service, my love." Draco kissed him. My love. These words struck a chord in Harry, they were from one of his favourite fantasies; ooh, he loved this.
They wrestled on the bed for a while, then they got down to business and as their cries rang around the room, both of them were glad it was secret.
Morning light streamed in through the window. Wait a minute, there wasn't a window in the Room of Requirement- but Harry glanced up and sure enough there was a small square window above the bed. He glanced down at Draco's sleeping features and caressed the hair of his angelic complexion. Draco muttered Harry's name and turned over slightly. Harry leaned down and kissed Draco's shoulder then moved slowly down to his chest.
Then, remembering how Draco's long fingers had tortured him the night before, Harry stroked his fingers down the side of Draco's face, then down his smooth pale neck and onto his muscular chest. He pulled himself up and leant over his lover and kissed and licked a trail down his chest and belly.
Draco moaned a little but didn't wake up. He murmured Harry's name and turned towards him.
Harry smiled a little and continued downwards, his fingers preceding his mouth. He let his fingers dance lightly over Draco's hardening member and finally Draco seemed to wake up.
"Mmm… Oh, god." He sighed, fingers finding their way into Harry's hair and tangling themselves in the silky strands. Harry moved further down, his mouth joining his hands in its ministrations.
Draco gasped and arched his hips off the bed, pushing again Harry.
"Oh, god, Harry. I want you so bad."
Harry paused for a moment and looked up at Draco. He winked and bent down again.
