Today, I'm not going to do anything!
Draco-well that's stupid. You have to write the story.
iti-Oh, well, I'm doing that...but you three are doing the disclaimer and warning!
Harry- Us three?
iti-Yup! Oh! There she is!
Pansy- Dracy!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM POTTER! HE'S MINE!!
Draco- ::jumps back in horror:: NOOOOO!!!!!!! Not her!!
Harry-::points wand at Pansy and mutters spell:: What the...nothing happened!
Pansy- Nothing happened because Dracy and I belong together!
iti- Actually, nothing happened because I control all.
Draco- Ah, yes, I remember going over that last chapter.
Harry- Well do something about that girl! ::glomps Draco:: She's trying to get my Draco!
iti-Awwww! Okay, I only brought her in because it's fun to pick on Draco.
Draco- Hey! .
iti-::Waves hand, Pansy disappears:: There ya go!
Draco-Yay!
iti-Now do your parts!
Harry- Insight_to_insanity owns nothing. Nada, got that? We don't belong to her, much to her dismay. We belong to JK Rowling. She's just borrowing us!
Draco-This is a yaoi story, which means boyXboy. Or more importantly, HarryXme!! In this chapter there will be a steamy lemon in which Harry-
iti- O.O No there isn't!!!!!
Harry- ^_^ There should be!
iti- -_-
/thoughts/
a/n excuse me while I ramble for a little bit please. First let me say, I *really* appreciated all the reviews (you guys made me feel so loved!). This is the *FINAL* chapter. I'm sorry it took so long, I sort of went of vacation. I didn't go into an overly in depth look at the dynamics of Draco and Harry's relationship, nor what Hermione and Ron (okay I kinda did with him) thought of it. I am working on two other Harry/Draco stories at the moment. Expect them...um, eventually. I hope you like the ending and I'm sorry the story was so short. Sigh.
~*~Chapter 3~*~
"Harry? Are you all right?" Hermione asked watching her friend with worry.
"Huh, oh, yeah I'm fine." He said in a vague voice, a smile beaming.
"What's with you? You've had that grin on your face all day long! Mind you I'm glad we don't have potions either today, but come on." Ron said.
Harry sighed a little. "That's right...no potions."
Hermione and Ron both stared wide eyed at him. "Did you want potions today!?" Ron asked looking disgusted.
/It isn't potions I want...it's the blond haired god that sits near me!/
"Great. He's got that goofy grin on again." Hermione stated. "Snap out of-"
"Ohhhh, he is sooo hot!!"
The three looked up at Lavender who was staring with dreamy eyes over at the Slytherin table.
"Oh let me guess...Malfoy?" Ron said, wrinkling his nose up.
The girl glared at him. "Yes, Ron, it's Draco." She regained her cheerily, annoyingly girlie voice. "Who else would it be!"
/True. Who else could even hope to compare?/
"Lavender, could you please stop talking so loud!" Hermione whispered. "I think he heard you! He keeps glancing over!"
"He looked over? Maybe he likes me too!" Lavender was now nearly jumping out of her seat in excitement.
Harry looked up at past the mass of students and stared directly into Draco's eyes. He gave him a slight signal, one only Harry could see, stood up, and left the Great Hall.
"Oh no Lavender!" Ron said in mock distress. "You embarrassed him and he's run off!"
"Shut up!" Lavender hissed throwing a roll at him.
Harry allowed a few minutes to pass before he stood up and announced to his friends that he was going to take a walk around the castle. They nodded and let him go, and began playfully teasing each other. He felt a little bad that they didn't show any affection towards each other in front of him because they were worried about him feeling awkward. Harry wondered briefly what they would do if he showed affection for Draco in front of them.
The two of them had been dating, without the knowledge of anyone else, for four weeks since that kiss in the infirmary. It really hadn't been that difficult for the two to sneak away. Ron and Hermione, though they would never admit it to Harry in fear of hurting his feelings, were grateful for the increased alone time Harry allowed them. As for Draco, all he had to do was send a menacing glare to the other Slytherins and tell them he wanted to be left alone. Pansy, of course, had proved a bit more difficult. She had nearly caught the two snogging in an empty classroom.
*~*FLASHBACK*~*
"Dracy! My darling sweet love!" Pansy singsonged down the corridor. "Where have you gotten to?"
"Hee hee...Draco, your girlfriend's calling." Harry whispered into his ear. The two were laying the pillows used for charm practice in the abandoned classroom.
"Shut up, Potter." Draco hissed, but he couldn't help a little chuckle along with it. He had ceased calling Harry by his last name since they began dating, but when he pretended to be angry with him, he would fall back into using it.
"Make me, Malfoy." Harry returned challengingly.
Draco smirked. "Gladly." And he rolled Harry over onto his back and began to attack his mouth with all the fever of a hormonal teenage boy. Soon he decided to attack other areas, and began tugging at Harry's shirt. The damn thing was in his way.
Harry looked at him in a confused manner. He wasn't really sure what Draco was doing, the two had been going out for nine days, and so far all they had done was kiss. On the mouth, that is.
Draco gave him an impatient glare. "Well? Are you going to sit up so I can this stupid shirt off of you or what?"
Harry blushed. "Uh, r-right, okay." He sat up and removed his robe. He hesitated with the shirt as he threw a look at Draco.
The Slytherin appeared horribly amused about something. "Harry?" He asked quietly and it was obvious he was trying very hard not to laugh. "Are you nervous?"
"N-no."
Draco chuckled. "Yes you are! You're stammering."
Harry fixed a glare on his boyfriend, but it quickly left. He adverted his eyes and blushed harder. "I just- I mean, well-" He began fidgeting with his hands.
Draco bowed his head and shook it in disbelief. At seeing this, Harry began to feel very inadequate and young.
"Harry?" Draco asked making eye contact. His expression was understanding and amused at the same time. "What do you think I want us to do right now?"
"Uh, well, shag." Harry replied quietly.
Draco leaned in and gently kissed him, then began chuckling again. "That is partially true, I wouldn't mind shagging with you in the least. However," He took Harry's face in his hands and stared into his eyes. "I care about you. And I know that you're not ready to take me."
Harry was about to let out a breath of relief when the significance of Draco's words hit him. His mouth curved into a smug grin. "Take you?" He asked, eyes glimmering mischievously. "Does this mean you want me to be the dominant one in this relationship?"
Draco blanched. Apparently he hadn't noticed his slip up.
"Well...?" Harry prompted.
Draco glowered at him. "Just shut up and take your shirt off."
Harry giggled. "Whatever you say, my beautiful submissive little Draco." He pulled the shirt quickly over his head, revealing a slender but well- defined chest and torso.
Draco gave a gasp of appreciation and Harry immediately felt self- conscious. The Slytherin noticed this and gave his boyfriend a half smile. "You're perfect." He whispered into Harry's skin as he kissed him. He pushed Harry back down onto the pillows and began kissing his chest and discovered Harry was sensitive there. Very sensitive. Harry gave a throaty moan and arched up, eager for more of Draco's warmth. Draco was in euphoria seeing Harry like that. So completely willing. The very thing Draco had dreamed about for the longest time.
And to think, had he succeeded in killing himself none of this would be his.
But it was.
Harry was his.
Suddenly spurred on by this thought of possession, Draco bit Harry's neck hard enough to draw blood. The Gryffindor screamed out in surprise and pain. Drawing the attention of one undesirable person from the corridor outside.
Pansy came rushing in.
Though luckily for both boys, they were behind a nook, so she couldn't see them, but if she came in a bit farther...
"Dracy?!" She said in a panicked voice. "Dracy are you here?!" She began to take a step forward. Harry could feel Draco hug him tighter.
Just then Peeves began wailing and laughing madly outside. Pansy sighed angrily. "Stupid peeves..." And with that she walked out, assuming the scream had come from the poltergeist.
"Draco...!" Harry breathed, his eyes flickering from Draco to his own wound. "What the hell?"
"It's just, well, you're mine. And I got a little, um, carried away." Draco's pale cheeks blushed slightly.
Harry's eyes widened. Draco was...possessive.
"I'm sorry." Draco whispered dropping his gaze.
"Draco," Harry started, forcing the blonde boy to look at him. Draco felt as if he could cry. He had made Harry angry. He knew he had. "Pull the collar of your shirt down."
Draco blinked. "What?"
"Pull it down." Harry repeated.
The blonde eyed him warily but did as instructed. It was then Harry lunged. The brunette bit down equally hard on the skin between Draco's neck and collarbone. But instead of Draco screaming in pain as Harry had done, he gave a low moan and arched his neck to give Harry more room. Harry licked at the wound he had created and gently kissed around it before pulling back and surveying Draco's pleasure dazed expression.
"You liked that?" He whispered. Draco nodded enthusiastically. Harry chuckled. "You masochist."
"No, not completely." Draco said softly. "I don't like a lot of pain, but," He threw Harry a seductive smile. "A little bit is always good."
With that, Harry rolled Draco onto his back and resumed their game.
*~*END FLASHBACK*~*
Harry felt himself being pulled into one of the empty corridors and pushed against the wall. Draco smiled in a predatory way at him before claiming his lips fiercely. Their tongues were locked in battle and both moaned, equally enjoying what was happening.
"Hello Draco," Harry said in a seductive voice with a smirk when they finally pulled apart. "Are you planning on always sneaking up on me, throwing me against a wall, and kissing me? This will be the sixth time, you know."
"Mmm, would you like that?" Draco asked, now kissing Harry's neck.
"Ye-yes." Harry stammered then pushed Draco away. Gently, as to not discourage him. "Let's continue this somewhere else."
"Such as..."
"My dormitory. Everyone is eating dinner right now, and I have the invisibility cloak for when you leave." Harry, sensing Draco's reservations on the idea, drew him into him, kissing the spot between his left ear and collarbone. It was a very sensitive spot for the blonde. "Please?" He whispered.
Draco just nodded as his response, and allowed Harry to lead him to the Gryffindor common room. When they entered, Draco made a comment about how much nicer it was than the Slytherin's, and followed Harry upstairs to the dormitories. Once inside, Harry pulled Draco onto the bed with him and began snogging again. They both knew that they couldn't go too far, if they did then the others would most definitely know about it.
They did, however, let their hands wander. Draco moaned loudly when Harry kissed that spot on his neck the brunette had marked and teasingly rubbed his pants clad arousal. After that, Draco shoved Harry onto his back, straddled him, and glared.
"It's not nice to tease like that." He growled. He unbuttoned Harry's shirt and let his hands dance along the tanned chest a moment before his tongue did the same. Harry gasped as Draco took a nipple in his mouth and worried it a bit before going off to the other one; all this time he kept eye contact with Harry, loving how his face got when he was excited.
If Harry had been allowed to tease, then damn it so was he! He put his leg between Harry's and moved it up and down a few times, not enough to relieve Harry, just enough to make him incredibly turned on.
Draco rolled over on his side, propped up on his elbow, and watched in amusement as Harry frantically tried to calm himself down. "I-I thought it wasn't nice to tease, Draco." Harry said breathlessly.
"It isn't, but you're so cute when you're frustrated." Draco smiled and kissed Harry's cheek.
Harry pulled Draco close to him so he was hugging him. "I'll get you back for that." Harry said ominously, but at the same time sultry.
"I look forward to it." Draco smiled and rested his head on his boyfriend's chest. "You never answered my question." He said suddenly.
Harry gave him a puzzled look. "When did you ask one?"
"When I woke up that day, if the infirmary. I asked you why you had been in the Slytherin dormitories and you never answered."
"Oh." Harry responded. Draco stared at him, waiting for an answer for about three minutes till he sighed impatiently.
"Well? Why were you there."
"Um...." Harry glanced at Draco. "No."
"No? What do you mean 'no'?"
"I'm not going to tell you." He blushed. "You'll make fun of me."
"Oh, come on." Draco purred began kissing Harry's chest."Tell me," He pleaded, pouting up at Harry. "Please?"
Harry sighed. "Okay, you know that T-shirt you have? The one you wear to Quidditch practices?"
"Yeah...what about it?"
"Well," Harry looked at his boyfriend as a bright red tinge spread across his face. "I was going to steal it."
Draco choked back a laugh. "You were going to steal my shirt?" Harry bit his lip and nodded. "Why?"
"Because I wanted something soft of yours so I could," His face flushed more. "Sleep with it."
Draco said nothing. He just stared at Harry, and suddenly commenced in rolling back and forth and giggling his head off.
"Shut up!" Harry pouted, crossing his arms.
Draco stopped and got closer to his boyfriend again. "I'm sorry, its just so damn funny!" Harry glared and began to say something but Draco placed his finger on his lips. "And very cute." He snuggled into Harry's arms again.
"You don't mind?" Harry questioned, a little surprised.
"No. What did you expect? That I would start yelling and screaming that you were becoming like a stalker?" He grinned at Harry. "I wouldn't mind if I had you for a stalker."
"Well, in that case, can I have your shirt?" Harry asked sweetly, sending Draco into another giggle spat.
The blonde boy kissed his boyfriend lightly. "If you want it, then it's yours." Harry smiled. "But I want something of yours."
"A shirt?"
"No...." Draco began slowly. "Something a little more...personal." He arched his eyebrow to get his point across.
"Oh." Harry said. Then realization dawned on him. "Oh! You mean..." Draco nodded. "Okay, I suppose I'll give you a pair now...I think I hear people coming into the common room." Draco could hear them too, but luckily no one was going upstairs yet. Harry climbed off the bed and pulled out his cloak for Draco to use, and a pair of boxers, and handed both over to the grinning Draco.
"I'll give you my shirt tomorrow." He said, after pulling Harry into a deep kiss. Footsteps could be heard on the stairs. "I have to go." Another quick kiss. "I love you." Draco draped the cloak around himself and disappeared.
Seamus entered the room, looking very pleased with himself, and Ron and Dean came in after him, shaking their heads.
"The horror... the horror!" Ron muttered, his face pale from whatever shock he had received. Dean, on the other hand, seemed too stunned to speak, even if it was just ramblings.
"Oh be quiet!" Seamus said. "It was hot and you know it!"
Ron shook his head. "...Horror..." Seamus giggled.
"What happened?" Harry asked.
Dean swallowed hard. "Well, Seamus and Blaise, you know, that Slytherin guy, were fighting. And they were right up in each others faces, when Finnigan here," Dean jutted his thumb in Seamus's direction. "Decides to kiss him!"
"Blaise didn't kiss him first?!" Came a surprised voice from near Harry's bed, followed by an angry curse from that same voice. Harry paled. Draco was still there, and the others now knew it.
"Harry? Is that Malfoy?" Seamus asked. The other two were busy staring at the seemingly empty space the voice had radiated from.
"Um, no?" Harry offered.
Draco threw the cloak down, having managed to stuff Harry's boxers in his pocket before hand, and looked at the others. "You're not a very good liar, Harry."
"Harry?" Ron repeated. "Since when do you call him Harry?" It seemed he had regained his composure.
"What else am I supposed to call my boyfriend?" Draco snapped.
And there it goes again.
"Oh....okay." Ron said after a nod and grin from the blushing Harry had confirmed it. "I think I need to lie down..."
"So you're dating Draco, huh Harry?" Seamus said, looking Draco up and down. "Good pick! Now Draco, what was this about him not kissing me first?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all. I have to leave..." Draco began heading for the door but Seamus pulled him back and made him sit on one of the beds.
"Tell me." The Irish boy demanded, glaring down at Draco.
"No." He replied calmly not at all phased by the glare.
Seamus's eyes softened, obviously changing tactics. "Please?"
"No."
"Pleeeaaaseee?"
"Nnnoooo."
"Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Ple-"
"He can go on like this for hours, you know."
"Fine!" Draco snapped irritably. "He likes you. A lot. You're all he talks about. 'Did you see how cute he was today in Potions? His sandy hair kept falling in his face!', 'We were yelling back and forth today and he touched my arm!' or 'Do you think I could sneak into the Gryffindor's showers while he's in there?' I stopped letting him talk to me about you after that."
Seamus's face lit up."He likes me?! Really?! Yes!!" He jumped up excitedly. "You have to take me to him!"
"Take yourself. I'm not your damn servant." Draco glared.
"You're going right over there..." Dean pointed out. Seamus smiled at him for it.
"Actually, I was thinking that since you all know that I'm with Harry now, that you could get the hell out of the room and let us finish what we started." He told them crossing his arms. Harry began to blush horribly.
"I can respect that!" Seamus said cheerily, and led Dean, who was suddenly very quiet again, and Ron, who was muttering ("I think I'll take a quick stroll down to the infirmary. Care to join me Dean?"), out of the room.
"Well, that takes care of that." Draco smiled as he pushed Harry onto the bed.
"I-I can't believe you just...and I'm- I'm really...mad at yo- ohhhh, right there- how could- mmm, that's good!" Harry gave up trying to be mad at Draco. It was too hard. Plus staying mad with Draco was really difficult.
Forty minutes later, both boys were on the bed, chests heaving, sweat dripping, and with equally broad grins and dazed eyes. Harry was again holding Draco tightly.
"I love you." Draco whispered to Harry.
Harry clutched him closer, whispering in his ear which sent a shudder through the smaller boy's whole body, "I love you too."
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The End
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Yay! I'm done. I'm a little surprise by the ending. It was supposed to end with Draco giggling about Harry wanting to steal his shirt, but my mind kept going! I'm sorry if you think the story is a bit short. I added in that whole flashback scene because I thought it was short(hope you liked it) You see, originally I was planing on it being a one shot of just Harry trying to get Draco shirt, then I got into an angsty mood (that's where the whole suicide thing came in) and this kinda came about. Review please ^_^
Draco-well that's stupid. You have to write the story.
iti-Oh, well, I'm doing that...but you three are doing the disclaimer and warning!
Harry- Us three?
iti-Yup! Oh! There she is!
Pansy- Dracy!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM POTTER! HE'S MINE!!
Draco- ::jumps back in horror:: NOOOOO!!!!!!! Not her!!
Harry-::points wand at Pansy and mutters spell:: What the...nothing happened!
Pansy- Nothing happened because Dracy and I belong together!
iti- Actually, nothing happened because I control all.
Draco- Ah, yes, I remember going over that last chapter.
Harry- Well do something about that girl! ::glomps Draco:: She's trying to get my Draco!
iti-Awwww! Okay, I only brought her in because it's fun to pick on Draco.
Draco- Hey! .
iti-::Waves hand, Pansy disappears:: There ya go!
Draco-Yay!
iti-Now do your parts!
Harry- Insight_to_insanity owns nothing. Nada, got that? We don't belong to her, much to her dismay. We belong to JK Rowling. She's just borrowing us!
Draco-This is a yaoi story, which means boyXboy. Or more importantly, HarryXme!! In this chapter there will be a steamy lemon in which Harry-
iti- O.O No there isn't!!!!!
Harry- ^_^ There should be!
iti- -_-
/thoughts/
a/n excuse me while I ramble for a little bit please. First let me say, I *really* appreciated all the reviews (you guys made me feel so loved!). This is the *FINAL* chapter. I'm sorry it took so long, I sort of went of vacation. I didn't go into an overly in depth look at the dynamics of Draco and Harry's relationship, nor what Hermione and Ron (okay I kinda did with him) thought of it. I am working on two other Harry/Draco stories at the moment. Expect them...um, eventually. I hope you like the ending and I'm sorry the story was so short. Sigh.
~*~Chapter 3~*~
"Harry? Are you all right?" Hermione asked watching her friend with worry.
"Huh, oh, yeah I'm fine." He said in a vague voice, a smile beaming.
"What's with you? You've had that grin on your face all day long! Mind you I'm glad we don't have potions either today, but come on." Ron said.
Harry sighed a little. "That's right...no potions."
Hermione and Ron both stared wide eyed at him. "Did you want potions today!?" Ron asked looking disgusted.
/It isn't potions I want...it's the blond haired god that sits near me!/
"Great. He's got that goofy grin on again." Hermione stated. "Snap out of-"
"Ohhhh, he is sooo hot!!"
The three looked up at Lavender who was staring with dreamy eyes over at the Slytherin table.
"Oh let me guess...Malfoy?" Ron said, wrinkling his nose up.
The girl glared at him. "Yes, Ron, it's Draco." She regained her cheerily, annoyingly girlie voice. "Who else would it be!"
/True. Who else could even hope to compare?/
"Lavender, could you please stop talking so loud!" Hermione whispered. "I think he heard you! He keeps glancing over!"
"He looked over? Maybe he likes me too!" Lavender was now nearly jumping out of her seat in excitement.
Harry looked up at past the mass of students and stared directly into Draco's eyes. He gave him a slight signal, one only Harry could see, stood up, and left the Great Hall.
"Oh no Lavender!" Ron said in mock distress. "You embarrassed him and he's run off!"
"Shut up!" Lavender hissed throwing a roll at him.
Harry allowed a few minutes to pass before he stood up and announced to his friends that he was going to take a walk around the castle. They nodded and let him go, and began playfully teasing each other. He felt a little bad that they didn't show any affection towards each other in front of him because they were worried about him feeling awkward. Harry wondered briefly what they would do if he showed affection for Draco in front of them.
The two of them had been dating, without the knowledge of anyone else, for four weeks since that kiss in the infirmary. It really hadn't been that difficult for the two to sneak away. Ron and Hermione, though they would never admit it to Harry in fear of hurting his feelings, were grateful for the increased alone time Harry allowed them. As for Draco, all he had to do was send a menacing glare to the other Slytherins and tell them he wanted to be left alone. Pansy, of course, had proved a bit more difficult. She had nearly caught the two snogging in an empty classroom.
*~*FLASHBACK*~*
"Dracy! My darling sweet love!" Pansy singsonged down the corridor. "Where have you gotten to?"
"Hee hee...Draco, your girlfriend's calling." Harry whispered into his ear. The two were laying the pillows used for charm practice in the abandoned classroom.
"Shut up, Potter." Draco hissed, but he couldn't help a little chuckle along with it. He had ceased calling Harry by his last name since they began dating, but when he pretended to be angry with him, he would fall back into using it.
"Make me, Malfoy." Harry returned challengingly.
Draco smirked. "Gladly." And he rolled Harry over onto his back and began to attack his mouth with all the fever of a hormonal teenage boy. Soon he decided to attack other areas, and began tugging at Harry's shirt. The damn thing was in his way.
Harry looked at him in a confused manner. He wasn't really sure what Draco was doing, the two had been going out for nine days, and so far all they had done was kiss. On the mouth, that is.
Draco gave him an impatient glare. "Well? Are you going to sit up so I can this stupid shirt off of you or what?"
Harry blushed. "Uh, r-right, okay." He sat up and removed his robe. He hesitated with the shirt as he threw a look at Draco.
The Slytherin appeared horribly amused about something. "Harry?" He asked quietly and it was obvious he was trying very hard not to laugh. "Are you nervous?"
"N-no."
Draco chuckled. "Yes you are! You're stammering."
Harry fixed a glare on his boyfriend, but it quickly left. He adverted his eyes and blushed harder. "I just- I mean, well-" He began fidgeting with his hands.
Draco bowed his head and shook it in disbelief. At seeing this, Harry began to feel very inadequate and young.
"Harry?" Draco asked making eye contact. His expression was understanding and amused at the same time. "What do you think I want us to do right now?"
"Uh, well, shag." Harry replied quietly.
Draco leaned in and gently kissed him, then began chuckling again. "That is partially true, I wouldn't mind shagging with you in the least. However," He took Harry's face in his hands and stared into his eyes. "I care about you. And I know that you're not ready to take me."
Harry was about to let out a breath of relief when the significance of Draco's words hit him. His mouth curved into a smug grin. "Take you?" He asked, eyes glimmering mischievously. "Does this mean you want me to be the dominant one in this relationship?"
Draco blanched. Apparently he hadn't noticed his slip up.
"Well...?" Harry prompted.
Draco glowered at him. "Just shut up and take your shirt off."
Harry giggled. "Whatever you say, my beautiful submissive little Draco." He pulled the shirt quickly over his head, revealing a slender but well- defined chest and torso.
Draco gave a gasp of appreciation and Harry immediately felt self- conscious. The Slytherin noticed this and gave his boyfriend a half smile. "You're perfect." He whispered into Harry's skin as he kissed him. He pushed Harry back down onto the pillows and began kissing his chest and discovered Harry was sensitive there. Very sensitive. Harry gave a throaty moan and arched up, eager for more of Draco's warmth. Draco was in euphoria seeing Harry like that. So completely willing. The very thing Draco had dreamed about for the longest time.
And to think, had he succeeded in killing himself none of this would be his.
But it was.
Harry was his.
Suddenly spurred on by this thought of possession, Draco bit Harry's neck hard enough to draw blood. The Gryffindor screamed out in surprise and pain. Drawing the attention of one undesirable person from the corridor outside.
Pansy came rushing in.
Though luckily for both boys, they were behind a nook, so she couldn't see them, but if she came in a bit farther...
"Dracy?!" She said in a panicked voice. "Dracy are you here?!" She began to take a step forward. Harry could feel Draco hug him tighter.
Just then Peeves began wailing and laughing madly outside. Pansy sighed angrily. "Stupid peeves..." And with that she walked out, assuming the scream had come from the poltergeist.
"Draco...!" Harry breathed, his eyes flickering from Draco to his own wound. "What the hell?"
"It's just, well, you're mine. And I got a little, um, carried away." Draco's pale cheeks blushed slightly.
Harry's eyes widened. Draco was...possessive.
"I'm sorry." Draco whispered dropping his gaze.
"Draco," Harry started, forcing the blonde boy to look at him. Draco felt as if he could cry. He had made Harry angry. He knew he had. "Pull the collar of your shirt down."
Draco blinked. "What?"
"Pull it down." Harry repeated.
The blonde eyed him warily but did as instructed. It was then Harry lunged. The brunette bit down equally hard on the skin between Draco's neck and collarbone. But instead of Draco screaming in pain as Harry had done, he gave a low moan and arched his neck to give Harry more room. Harry licked at the wound he had created and gently kissed around it before pulling back and surveying Draco's pleasure dazed expression.
"You liked that?" He whispered. Draco nodded enthusiastically. Harry chuckled. "You masochist."
"No, not completely." Draco said softly. "I don't like a lot of pain, but," He threw Harry a seductive smile. "A little bit is always good."
With that, Harry rolled Draco onto his back and resumed their game.
*~*END FLASHBACK*~*
Harry felt himself being pulled into one of the empty corridors and pushed against the wall. Draco smiled in a predatory way at him before claiming his lips fiercely. Their tongues were locked in battle and both moaned, equally enjoying what was happening.
"Hello Draco," Harry said in a seductive voice with a smirk when they finally pulled apart. "Are you planning on always sneaking up on me, throwing me against a wall, and kissing me? This will be the sixth time, you know."
"Mmm, would you like that?" Draco asked, now kissing Harry's neck.
"Ye-yes." Harry stammered then pushed Draco away. Gently, as to not discourage him. "Let's continue this somewhere else."
"Such as..."
"My dormitory. Everyone is eating dinner right now, and I have the invisibility cloak for when you leave." Harry, sensing Draco's reservations on the idea, drew him into him, kissing the spot between his left ear and collarbone. It was a very sensitive spot for the blonde. "Please?" He whispered.
Draco just nodded as his response, and allowed Harry to lead him to the Gryffindor common room. When they entered, Draco made a comment about how much nicer it was than the Slytherin's, and followed Harry upstairs to the dormitories. Once inside, Harry pulled Draco onto the bed with him and began snogging again. They both knew that they couldn't go too far, if they did then the others would most definitely know about it.
They did, however, let their hands wander. Draco moaned loudly when Harry kissed that spot on his neck the brunette had marked and teasingly rubbed his pants clad arousal. After that, Draco shoved Harry onto his back, straddled him, and glared.
"It's not nice to tease like that." He growled. He unbuttoned Harry's shirt and let his hands dance along the tanned chest a moment before his tongue did the same. Harry gasped as Draco took a nipple in his mouth and worried it a bit before going off to the other one; all this time he kept eye contact with Harry, loving how his face got when he was excited.
If Harry had been allowed to tease, then damn it so was he! He put his leg between Harry's and moved it up and down a few times, not enough to relieve Harry, just enough to make him incredibly turned on.
Draco rolled over on his side, propped up on his elbow, and watched in amusement as Harry frantically tried to calm himself down. "I-I thought it wasn't nice to tease, Draco." Harry said breathlessly.
"It isn't, but you're so cute when you're frustrated." Draco smiled and kissed Harry's cheek.
Harry pulled Draco close to him so he was hugging him. "I'll get you back for that." Harry said ominously, but at the same time sultry.
"I look forward to it." Draco smiled and rested his head on his boyfriend's chest. "You never answered my question." He said suddenly.
Harry gave him a puzzled look. "When did you ask one?"
"When I woke up that day, if the infirmary. I asked you why you had been in the Slytherin dormitories and you never answered."
"Oh." Harry responded. Draco stared at him, waiting for an answer for about three minutes till he sighed impatiently.
"Well? Why were you there."
"Um...." Harry glanced at Draco. "No."
"No? What do you mean 'no'?"
"I'm not going to tell you." He blushed. "You'll make fun of me."
"Oh, come on." Draco purred began kissing Harry's chest."Tell me," He pleaded, pouting up at Harry. "Please?"
Harry sighed. "Okay, you know that T-shirt you have? The one you wear to Quidditch practices?"
"Yeah...what about it?"
"Well," Harry looked at his boyfriend as a bright red tinge spread across his face. "I was going to steal it."
Draco choked back a laugh. "You were going to steal my shirt?" Harry bit his lip and nodded. "Why?"
"Because I wanted something soft of yours so I could," His face flushed more. "Sleep with it."
Draco said nothing. He just stared at Harry, and suddenly commenced in rolling back and forth and giggling his head off.
"Shut up!" Harry pouted, crossing his arms.
Draco stopped and got closer to his boyfriend again. "I'm sorry, its just so damn funny!" Harry glared and began to say something but Draco placed his finger on his lips. "And very cute." He snuggled into Harry's arms again.
"You don't mind?" Harry questioned, a little surprised.
"No. What did you expect? That I would start yelling and screaming that you were becoming like a stalker?" He grinned at Harry. "I wouldn't mind if I had you for a stalker."
"Well, in that case, can I have your shirt?" Harry asked sweetly, sending Draco into another giggle spat.
The blonde boy kissed his boyfriend lightly. "If you want it, then it's yours." Harry smiled. "But I want something of yours."
"A shirt?"
"No...." Draco began slowly. "Something a little more...personal." He arched his eyebrow to get his point across.
"Oh." Harry said. Then realization dawned on him. "Oh! You mean..." Draco nodded. "Okay, I suppose I'll give you a pair now...I think I hear people coming into the common room." Draco could hear them too, but luckily no one was going upstairs yet. Harry climbed off the bed and pulled out his cloak for Draco to use, and a pair of boxers, and handed both over to the grinning Draco.
"I'll give you my shirt tomorrow." He said, after pulling Harry into a deep kiss. Footsteps could be heard on the stairs. "I have to go." Another quick kiss. "I love you." Draco draped the cloak around himself and disappeared.
Seamus entered the room, looking very pleased with himself, and Ron and Dean came in after him, shaking their heads.
"The horror... the horror!" Ron muttered, his face pale from whatever shock he had received. Dean, on the other hand, seemed too stunned to speak, even if it was just ramblings.
"Oh be quiet!" Seamus said. "It was hot and you know it!"
Ron shook his head. "...Horror..." Seamus giggled.
"What happened?" Harry asked.
Dean swallowed hard. "Well, Seamus and Blaise, you know, that Slytherin guy, were fighting. And they were right up in each others faces, when Finnigan here," Dean jutted his thumb in Seamus's direction. "Decides to kiss him!"
"Blaise didn't kiss him first?!" Came a surprised voice from near Harry's bed, followed by an angry curse from that same voice. Harry paled. Draco was still there, and the others now knew it.
"Harry? Is that Malfoy?" Seamus asked. The other two were busy staring at the seemingly empty space the voice had radiated from.
"Um, no?" Harry offered.
Draco threw the cloak down, having managed to stuff Harry's boxers in his pocket before hand, and looked at the others. "You're not a very good liar, Harry."
"Harry?" Ron repeated. "Since when do you call him Harry?" It seemed he had regained his composure.
"What else am I supposed to call my boyfriend?" Draco snapped.
And there it goes again.
"Oh....okay." Ron said after a nod and grin from the blushing Harry had confirmed it. "I think I need to lie down..."
"So you're dating Draco, huh Harry?" Seamus said, looking Draco up and down. "Good pick! Now Draco, what was this about him not kissing me first?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all. I have to leave..." Draco began heading for the door but Seamus pulled him back and made him sit on one of the beds.
"Tell me." The Irish boy demanded, glaring down at Draco.
"No." He replied calmly not at all phased by the glare.
Seamus's eyes softened, obviously changing tactics. "Please?"
"No."
"Pleeeaaaseee?"
"Nnnoooo."
"Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Ple-"
"He can go on like this for hours, you know."
"Fine!" Draco snapped irritably. "He likes you. A lot. You're all he talks about. 'Did you see how cute he was today in Potions? His sandy hair kept falling in his face!', 'We were yelling back and forth today and he touched my arm!' or 'Do you think I could sneak into the Gryffindor's showers while he's in there?' I stopped letting him talk to me about you after that."
Seamus's face lit up."He likes me?! Really?! Yes!!" He jumped up excitedly. "You have to take me to him!"
"Take yourself. I'm not your damn servant." Draco glared.
"You're going right over there..." Dean pointed out. Seamus smiled at him for it.
"Actually, I was thinking that since you all know that I'm with Harry now, that you could get the hell out of the room and let us finish what we started." He told them crossing his arms. Harry began to blush horribly.
"I can respect that!" Seamus said cheerily, and led Dean, who was suddenly very quiet again, and Ron, who was muttering ("I think I'll take a quick stroll down to the infirmary. Care to join me Dean?"), out of the room.
"Well, that takes care of that." Draco smiled as he pushed Harry onto the bed.
"I-I can't believe you just...and I'm- I'm really...mad at yo- ohhhh, right there- how could- mmm, that's good!" Harry gave up trying to be mad at Draco. It was too hard. Plus staying mad with Draco was really difficult.
Forty minutes later, both boys were on the bed, chests heaving, sweat dripping, and with equally broad grins and dazed eyes. Harry was again holding Draco tightly.
"I love you." Draco whispered to Harry.
Harry clutched him closer, whispering in his ear which sent a shudder through the smaller boy's whole body, "I love you too."
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The End
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Yay! I'm done. I'm a little surprise by the ending. It was supposed to end with Draco giggling about Harry wanting to steal his shirt, but my mind kept going! I'm sorry if you think the story is a bit short. I added in that whole flashback scene because I thought it was short(hope you liked it) You see, originally I was planing on it being a one shot of just Harry trying to get Draco shirt, then I got into an angsty mood (that's where the whole suicide thing came in) and this kinda came about. Review please ^_^