Author's note: Oh things are really moving along now. I have always
thought Harry and Hermione understand each better because of how they were
brought up. Ron isn't a Muggle, whereas Harry and Hermione had been before
Hogwarts entered their lives. So this chapter show Harry telling Hermione
(Draco will not be telling Crabbe or Goyle though they appear in the second
chapter of my update with a message from Voldermort). Well now the story
splits. I have decided that the story will be roughly forty to forty five
chapters long in length.
Like any lord of the rings extended addition box set, the second Exactly the Same will have unseen chapters in it than the original story. For those reading the fanfiction were Draco ends up pregnant (weird I know, but that is who review wanted, don't worry Draco is going to take it in a very Malfoy way) you need to start reading Exactly the Same (Addition 2) from now on.
There is a bit of slash in the last scene of this chapter so if you don't like just miss it off, thanks.
That's all! Enjoy, and always remember to review and if you have a suggestion post it. I read them all and take suggestions seriously.
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Chapter Six: Passion is one thing, but where does it leave us now?
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It was before the great feast began Harry cornered Hermione alone. Ginny had provided a true ally as she went off and accused a Slytherin of her year group for picking on her. Ron had been furious and had gone to remove house points by the look in his eyes, meaning Slytherin would be in the minus category before term even started.
Hermione had raised her eyebrow as Harry lead her to the abandoned girls bathroom were Moaning Murtle haunted. Luckily Murtle was currently elsewhere in the castle when Harry hustled Hermione into bathroom.
"Ok, Harry I want an explanation about you insisting in dragging me here." Hermione stated in a quiet voice that she used as a perfect, which even made Harry nervous. "It is something to do with Draco isn't? Harry if he has hurt you or done something to you Dumbledore will expel him faster that you can say Quidditch, and you know that."
"It isn't like that Hermione." Harry said sitting down on the bench that stood under the window, Hermione sat beside him and waited. "I arrived here still hating Draco a week and a half ago, you know Hermione. But something happened."
"I knew it!" Hermione leapt up and shouted. "Did he threaten you Harry because I swear if he even so as-"
This was not going well, he groaned in his head. Everyone thinks Draco has done something to me. Well ok he had but nothing bad. Five years of hatred had been laid to rest, Harry like the fact Draco was his friend and deep down though he wasn't one hundred percent sure if he was ready for it but the truth was he was attracted to Draco and there was a chance that the attraction could become something more with time. But Hermione and Ron needed to like Draco too for that to happen, because he felt a loyalty to them first because they had become his family link long before Draco begun to like him.
"Ok, first thing Hermione it isn't like that," Harry said grasping her flapping hands, as Hermione ended to do sometimes when she got mad. "May be I am just saying this all wrong."
"Harry, answer me one question." Hermione said slowly looking directly into his green eyes. "Your not a virgin anymore, are you?"
He couldn't hide it. Harry knew the minute she asked his eyes answered the question in a way words never could. Harry could only continue to look at Hermione as she begun to mull things over in her head. "It was Draco, wasn't it? Did he force you Harry? I need you to say the words Harry." "It wasn't force Hermione," Harry said exhaling a pent up breath. "He collided with me that first night we were both here after Voldermort's attacks. First of all we glared at each with hatred, then a locket Draco wears beneath his clothes hung between our bodies and it just surprised me. Surprised him too that I touched in and looked inside. It was right then he asked me to close it with adding venom to my last night to make it an insult."
Hermione listened to Harry as he told her of Draco breaking down into tears over his mother. How things one moment had been tense with emotion then somehow both of them were kissing and things got way out of control. But it had opened his eyes to see Draco was not as bad as he seemed. Draco attitude afterwards surprised Hermione. It was hard to believe Draco had not tried to brag over his conquest of Harry Potter, but instead offered Harry friendship and was happy follow this wherever Harry wanted it to lead.
"So where do you want this to go, Harry?" Hermione asked holding Harry's hand.
"I don't know. Things between Draco and me are nice but it is still early days, Hermione." Still very early, Harry thought to himself. Draco was great to spend time with and a laugh but a relationship still scared Harry. As did the thought of confronting the idea he was gay and what that might mean in the wizard world. At least his Uncle Vernon wasn't here to torment him about his sexuality as well as being a wizard. It would have made him a double freak in his aunt and uncle's eyes.
"Harry, I think we should both face it." Hermione suddenly said. "Underneath only you know what you are. If you like Draco, then follow your feeling on the matter. Either way it is a learning experience. Even I have experimented, Harry."
"What?" Harry gasped looking shocked at Hermione's smiling face.
"It my summer of third year at Hogwarts, I experimented with some of my old school friends who live close to my house." Hermione said with a shrug. "We went to primary school together at it was at a sleepover. One of the girls, Claire who I didn't already know she was older than the rest of us had just come out. We asked her questions and stuff and she asked me did I want to trial a kiss. I said yes and well the rest is history."
Harry felt a chuckle of laughter escape is throat. How Hermione. Born to explore all sorts of knowledge, apparently she had found she preferred guys hence why she was dating Ron. But it was good to know that he wasn't the only Gryffindor to do something like this. Slytherins were known to be naughty; Ravenclaws too lived it up a bit. Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors were reasonable sensibly natured. Harry had never known any gay Gryffindors in his time at the school, or may be it was because they were secret. Like Draco and he were.
"Come on Harry, time for dinner." Hermione said offering a hand to help him up. "We can talk more later, best go find Ron now."
"No Hermione," he said following her out the bathroom door. "After the feast I have a date." Hermione merely raised an eyebrow at his answer and shrugged.
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Draco spent the whole of the feast watching Harry with the other Gryffindors. His follow housemates had greeted Harry like a hero; certain Slytherins had reacted completely different to Harry's friends. But then they had never been Draco's friends. They were the year that would leave the coming summer and join the Dark Lord. Goyle and Crabbe were unsure how to greet him according to Pansy who had greeted Draco with a warm hug and a smile of gladness. She could be a bitch sometimes, but Pansy was decent most of the time. She had always been a good friend when Draco had needed her. But then they had grown up together, it was hopeful that one day they would be matched.
Their parents could dream. Pansy believed that her career was more important that being the beautiful wife of a powerful wizard. Pansy was a brilliant student at potions, almost as good as Hermione Granger, but not quite so she was the third best in the year and was happy about it. Her plan was to travel the world to find new potion incredients and brew her own potions and one day to teach at any decent Wizarding university.
Draco had never really thought about what he would do. Probably something to do with potions or within the defence against the dark arts, the other class he excelled at. Though he would deny it. He could use the spells and deflect them, it was easy and he had been taught it from the cradle. A Malfoy needed to defend themselves and their family. One day Draco knew he would be tested in his knowledge and the petty duels against Potter in the past had not been a true test. The true test would come when he decided whose side he stood on. Though his father had promised he would never be forced to take the dark mark, Lucius hoped his son would follow in his footsteps, but Draco knew as he looked up at Harry as he laughed at something that Weasley said that he would never be able to be on the wrong side of Harry. He would rather cut out his own heart first.
"Draco, are you going to eat or are you just going to push your food about your plate?" A lower year Slytherin called Laura asked bring his actions to the attention of Pansy who frowned. "Lots of children in third world countries don't eat at all you shouldn't waste it."
Pansy rolled her eyes and replied. "They are Muggles though."
Laura was a Muggle born Slytherin, the only one Draco knew off in his house. There were a couple born to mixed parents but she was the only one born to both Muggles. Draco smiled as he watch her retort to Pansy. She was a spitfire that one. Her first day, someone had called her "Mudblood"; she had not understood what it meant. Goyle had enlightened her to its meaning. Laura had made her point very clear about what she thought about it. A studious type, Laura knew a good few curses, and well had used them all on the one Slytherin. She had been in detention for two months; she still maintained the fact that it had been worth it. Sometimes she did make daft comments though, but she was right better to eat the food than go to waste. He might need the energy later too; Draco smiled to himself as a rather wicked idea settled in his mind.
"Pansy, hush." Blaise said interrupting the battle of words between the girls.
"Yes Pansy, hush." Draco said supporting Blaise. "You will give everyone a stomach ache. "Catfight in the common room if you must, but for once Laura's right to waste food is wrong, even if her message in her mind is wrong. Just remember that you can solve world hunger once you graduate Hogwarts."
Smile drew on both girls faces and they began talking civilly to each other about how may be they could both do something about it like developing a potion that would create a food dish that never let any food go to waste. At least now there was calm, and Draco found himself returning to watch Harry and the preppy Gryffindors. Also he found his eyes straying to the big clock wishing the meal would soon be over. He managed to survive the rest of the meal including desert, which had been a challenge.
As he left the hall, Draco excused himself from Pansy and waited until the hall had emptied then he snuck towards the door Harry had spoken off. Stepping through it Draco stepped into a pitch-black room.
"Don't light anything," a voice said from the window
Moving toward the window Draco saw Harry leaning against the frame still hidden in darkness but able to see the huge full moon out side. Draco felt Harry watch him as he sat on the windowsill bathing himself in the eerie silver light of the moon. Draco knew that the moon enhanced his pale colouring and made his silver eyes look mystical if that could be applied to a man who was already a wizard.
"You look like an angel like that," Harry whispered as he joined Draco on the sill.
"An angel? My mother said that too about me when I was about five," Draco said leaning back against the stone frame of the window. "My father said telling me I looked like an angel might give me ideas and I would end up as a Gryffindor or worse a Hufflepuff.
"You a Hufflepuff," Harry laughed. "Not ever Draco, your Slytherin through and through."
Suddenly Draco felt the need to make Harry understand he was a Slytherin yes but there were hidden depths to a Slytherin soul. Not all Slytherins went bad! Draco sat up and swiftly caught Harry's face in his hands and brought the Gryffindor in for a kiss. A kiss which Draco poured every part of himself that he deemed good and worthy of Harry, which made it a passionate kiss. When they pulled apart both fought to fill their lungs with air.
"I may be a Slytherin, but there are parts of me that are good." Draco whispered against Harry's eyes as he rested his head against Harry's shoulder.
He felt Harry gulp and shiver. The mood had suddenly grown tense. Draco felt afraid that he was pushing Harry to fast until Harry spoke. "Did you mean it the other night what you said?"
"What part?" Draco asked.
"The part you said you were willing to follow it wherever it lead. Would you follow me?" Harry asked pushing back forcing Draco to meet his gaze.
"Of course."
A wicked smile then appeared on Harry face as he leant in to whisper in Draco's ear. "Did you also mean it when you said I could have you?"
Draco felt shocked slightly as Harry's word. No one had ever been that daring with him. But he had offered that choice to Harry. In a breathless whisper he replied, "Yes."
"Good," Harry said standing up. "Draco, I am as scared as about this as you must be. Hate becoming friendship and even lust is strange for me. But I am attracted to you. Tonight, I couldn't stop wishing it were just you and I at dinner with a soppy Dudley rather than my housemates. I would even go as far to say I would have given away Hermione and Ron to have you to make me laugh and to talk to."
It was the most open and honest thing anyone had ever said to Draco. But that was Harry at heart: a brave Gryffindor who fought for justice, truth and freedom. Honesty was important to a Gryffindor. Without another thought Draco lead Harry out of the dark room and hurried him to a tapsy to which he muttered "Snake's Pride." A secret door opened to the Slytherin boys' dorm opened.
He ushered Harry inside and pinned him up against the wall as they waited for the door to shut. "Promise me no regrets, Harry." Draco murmured against the tender flesh of Harry throat as he gently kissed and nipped at the column of soft skin, causing Harry to groan.
"No regrets." He had breathed hard before claiming Draco's lips with his own for a passionate kiss that left Draco breathless and very eager to continue this in the privacy of his rooms. No one was about as Draco led Harry to his room and bolted the door. Harry wandered about his private domain with interest looking up and down in the room decorated in green, black and silver. Harry looked very innocent and unsure. Draco closed his eyes and leant against the door. He would have to take it slowly, let Harry set the pace and teach what to do.
"Do you like it?" Draco asked Harry moving away from the door to sit upon the bed.
Draco turned away from Harry for an instant. But that instant Harry made his move. It startled Draco how quickly Harry changed. Looking up from the flat of his back that was pinned against the bed by Harry's body that straddled his, Draco knew that may be slowly wasn't going to happen.
Something inside of Harry snapped. That was the only way he could describe it as. All his life Harry had been controlled and manipulated by others. But tonight Draco had handed control over to him. It was gift that revealed to him that Draco trusted him. Harry also knew he had shocked Draco in his unexpected response.
"Draco," Harry whispered as he leant into kiss Draco softly.
After a couple of slow kisses, Harry release Draco and knelt beside him on the bed as Draco sat up and looked him up and down. Draco smiled slowly and moved to sit back against the pillows, then gestured for him to follow. Harry moved to kneel beside Draco.
"Your in charge Harry," Draco said looking directly into Harry's eyes. "That first time you give to me, now I give to you."
"Will you tell me if I do something wrong or hurt you?" Harry asked needing to be sure Draco was really ok with this. Personally, Harry thought if he was Draco he would demand everything to be his way, but this caring considerate side of Draco was wonderful. Harry was only afraid it would be too easy to fall in love with him.
"Promise," Draco whispered against his eyes, as Harry leant forward and started to unbutton Draco's robes. "May I?" Draco asked reaching for Harry's robes.
With a nod, Harry let Draco unbutton the row of buttons on his robes as he worked to undo Draco's. It wasn't long before both their robes and shirts were removed, and Draco lay back on the bed and let Harry's hands roam over his chest. The first touch was nervous and a mere ghostly brush of fingertips. Until Harry found his nerves to begin tracing along the muscle lines of Draco's chest and down the belt of his trousers.
"God, Potter!" Draco heard himself bit out as his control slipped.
Harry didn't seem thrown back his outburst it just made him more determined to take it slowly. So they kissed, cuddled, explored and caressed each other. Some how the urgency of the first time was missing accept in moment when Harry drove Draco to the limit. The scratch marks on Harry's back would be proof of what Harry had achieved with Draco.
Draco remained completely relaxed as Harry began to slip inside of him. He tried desperately not to grimace, as he knew Harry was watching every move he made. Breathing deeply, Draco felt relief as Harry filled him completely. Opening his eyes, Draco met the intense eyes of Harry who hovered above him, his arms shaking from bracing his weight on them.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked dipping to kiss Draco lips.
"I'm ok," Draco smiled. "Feeling full."
The comment earned a smile from Harry and lightened the atmosphere a little. With another kiss, Harry began to move. Then the world tilted for Draco. He had never felt anything like it. Every time Harry, thrust into him Draco felt as if he was going to be ripped in two because of how it made him feel.
A few covering of sweat was beginning to form on Harry's skin as Draco ran his hands down Harry back, reaching for Harry's bottom and grasping it tightly, causing Harry to arch and moan.
"Oh, Lord."
Draco knew it would not be long for either of them and quickly claimed Harry's lips and the he felt it himself snap and he felt Harry tense. Then together they called each other's names, both overwhelmed by the tenderness and amazement of what happened.
Brushing Harry's dark locks out of his hair Draco reached up and gently kissed the scar on Harry's forehead and murmured. "I was wrong. You're one million times better than any other girl or guy I have had, Potter."
"Thank you," Harry said pulling back to look at Draco. "But we still have the same problem. What happens now?"
Towering about him, Harry looked lost and insecure as he gazed down into Draco's eyes moving Draco's soul in ways he would never understand. "
Lets just follow this path Harry and who knows we might like were it leads to. That is what we do now." Draco said smiling up at Harry. "And I also promise never to be your enemy again."
Harry nodded in response. Draco watched Harry move off him and then settled beneath the green satin bedspread. Waiting until Harry was comfortable, then move to slide underneath too. They did not speak, but just looked at each other until Harry drifted off to sleep. Assured that Harry was well away with the faeries, Draco whispered to Harry. "I would give my life for you, Harry Potter. I don't know what spell you cast but I have to say this before I sleep. I think I am falling in love with you.
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Harry left Draco in the early hours of the night. The blond Slytherin lay sleeping looking like a perfect sleeping beauty. A cocktail of emotion mixed with Harry. He wasn't sure how it had happened. He had merely planned to talk to Draco, but instead they had ended up in bed together. This time it had been something so much more than the last and Harry felt his heart hiccup. Somewhere deep down, out of reach of Harry's mind his heart fell in love in that moment watching Draco sleep. But it also confused Harry. Tonight's encounter with Draco had not solved the crisis Harry felt inside of himself. Only added to it. He still did not know what to think or do about the situation. Best to do what Draco had suggested, "Lets just follow this path Harry and who knows we might like were it leads to."
With a sigh, Harry left Draco's room and crept to the secret entrance to the Slytherin dorms. He murmured the password he had heard Draco utter and left the sleeping Snakes to sleep. Harry moved slowly up towards the Gryffindor tower. His mind dwelling somewhere else. There was definitely a lot of passion in bond that was developing between Draco and him. Both he couldn't help but wonder what else could it lead to.
Like any lord of the rings extended addition box set, the second Exactly the Same will have unseen chapters in it than the original story. For those reading the fanfiction were Draco ends up pregnant (weird I know, but that is who review wanted, don't worry Draco is going to take it in a very Malfoy way) you need to start reading Exactly the Same (Addition 2) from now on.
There is a bit of slash in the last scene of this chapter so if you don't like just miss it off, thanks.
That's all! Enjoy, and always remember to review and if you have a suggestion post it. I read them all and take suggestions seriously.
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Chapter Six: Passion is one thing, but where does it leave us now?
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It was before the great feast began Harry cornered Hermione alone. Ginny had provided a true ally as she went off and accused a Slytherin of her year group for picking on her. Ron had been furious and had gone to remove house points by the look in his eyes, meaning Slytherin would be in the minus category before term even started.
Hermione had raised her eyebrow as Harry lead her to the abandoned girls bathroom were Moaning Murtle haunted. Luckily Murtle was currently elsewhere in the castle when Harry hustled Hermione into bathroom.
"Ok, Harry I want an explanation about you insisting in dragging me here." Hermione stated in a quiet voice that she used as a perfect, which even made Harry nervous. "It is something to do with Draco isn't? Harry if he has hurt you or done something to you Dumbledore will expel him faster that you can say Quidditch, and you know that."
"It isn't like that Hermione." Harry said sitting down on the bench that stood under the window, Hermione sat beside him and waited. "I arrived here still hating Draco a week and a half ago, you know Hermione. But something happened."
"I knew it!" Hermione leapt up and shouted. "Did he threaten you Harry because I swear if he even so as-"
This was not going well, he groaned in his head. Everyone thinks Draco has done something to me. Well ok he had but nothing bad. Five years of hatred had been laid to rest, Harry like the fact Draco was his friend and deep down though he wasn't one hundred percent sure if he was ready for it but the truth was he was attracted to Draco and there was a chance that the attraction could become something more with time. But Hermione and Ron needed to like Draco too for that to happen, because he felt a loyalty to them first because they had become his family link long before Draco begun to like him.
"Ok, first thing Hermione it isn't like that," Harry said grasping her flapping hands, as Hermione ended to do sometimes when she got mad. "May be I am just saying this all wrong."
"Harry, answer me one question." Hermione said slowly looking directly into his green eyes. "Your not a virgin anymore, are you?"
He couldn't hide it. Harry knew the minute she asked his eyes answered the question in a way words never could. Harry could only continue to look at Hermione as she begun to mull things over in her head. "It was Draco, wasn't it? Did he force you Harry? I need you to say the words Harry." "It wasn't force Hermione," Harry said exhaling a pent up breath. "He collided with me that first night we were both here after Voldermort's attacks. First of all we glared at each with hatred, then a locket Draco wears beneath his clothes hung between our bodies and it just surprised me. Surprised him too that I touched in and looked inside. It was right then he asked me to close it with adding venom to my last night to make it an insult."
Hermione listened to Harry as he told her of Draco breaking down into tears over his mother. How things one moment had been tense with emotion then somehow both of them were kissing and things got way out of control. But it had opened his eyes to see Draco was not as bad as he seemed. Draco attitude afterwards surprised Hermione. It was hard to believe Draco had not tried to brag over his conquest of Harry Potter, but instead offered Harry friendship and was happy follow this wherever Harry wanted it to lead.
"So where do you want this to go, Harry?" Hermione asked holding Harry's hand.
"I don't know. Things between Draco and me are nice but it is still early days, Hermione." Still very early, Harry thought to himself. Draco was great to spend time with and a laugh but a relationship still scared Harry. As did the thought of confronting the idea he was gay and what that might mean in the wizard world. At least his Uncle Vernon wasn't here to torment him about his sexuality as well as being a wizard. It would have made him a double freak in his aunt and uncle's eyes.
"Harry, I think we should both face it." Hermione suddenly said. "Underneath only you know what you are. If you like Draco, then follow your feeling on the matter. Either way it is a learning experience. Even I have experimented, Harry."
"What?" Harry gasped looking shocked at Hermione's smiling face.
"It my summer of third year at Hogwarts, I experimented with some of my old school friends who live close to my house." Hermione said with a shrug. "We went to primary school together at it was at a sleepover. One of the girls, Claire who I didn't already know she was older than the rest of us had just come out. We asked her questions and stuff and she asked me did I want to trial a kiss. I said yes and well the rest is history."
Harry felt a chuckle of laughter escape is throat. How Hermione. Born to explore all sorts of knowledge, apparently she had found she preferred guys hence why she was dating Ron. But it was good to know that he wasn't the only Gryffindor to do something like this. Slytherins were known to be naughty; Ravenclaws too lived it up a bit. Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors were reasonable sensibly natured. Harry had never known any gay Gryffindors in his time at the school, or may be it was because they were secret. Like Draco and he were.
"Come on Harry, time for dinner." Hermione said offering a hand to help him up. "We can talk more later, best go find Ron now."
"No Hermione," he said following her out the bathroom door. "After the feast I have a date." Hermione merely raised an eyebrow at his answer and shrugged.
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Draco spent the whole of the feast watching Harry with the other Gryffindors. His follow housemates had greeted Harry like a hero; certain Slytherins had reacted completely different to Harry's friends. But then they had never been Draco's friends. They were the year that would leave the coming summer and join the Dark Lord. Goyle and Crabbe were unsure how to greet him according to Pansy who had greeted Draco with a warm hug and a smile of gladness. She could be a bitch sometimes, but Pansy was decent most of the time. She had always been a good friend when Draco had needed her. But then they had grown up together, it was hopeful that one day they would be matched.
Their parents could dream. Pansy believed that her career was more important that being the beautiful wife of a powerful wizard. Pansy was a brilliant student at potions, almost as good as Hermione Granger, but not quite so she was the third best in the year and was happy about it. Her plan was to travel the world to find new potion incredients and brew her own potions and one day to teach at any decent Wizarding university.
Draco had never really thought about what he would do. Probably something to do with potions or within the defence against the dark arts, the other class he excelled at. Though he would deny it. He could use the spells and deflect them, it was easy and he had been taught it from the cradle. A Malfoy needed to defend themselves and their family. One day Draco knew he would be tested in his knowledge and the petty duels against Potter in the past had not been a true test. The true test would come when he decided whose side he stood on. Though his father had promised he would never be forced to take the dark mark, Lucius hoped his son would follow in his footsteps, but Draco knew as he looked up at Harry as he laughed at something that Weasley said that he would never be able to be on the wrong side of Harry. He would rather cut out his own heart first.
"Draco, are you going to eat or are you just going to push your food about your plate?" A lower year Slytherin called Laura asked bring his actions to the attention of Pansy who frowned. "Lots of children in third world countries don't eat at all you shouldn't waste it."
Pansy rolled her eyes and replied. "They are Muggles though."
Laura was a Muggle born Slytherin, the only one Draco knew off in his house. There were a couple born to mixed parents but she was the only one born to both Muggles. Draco smiled as he watch her retort to Pansy. She was a spitfire that one. Her first day, someone had called her "Mudblood"; she had not understood what it meant. Goyle had enlightened her to its meaning. Laura had made her point very clear about what she thought about it. A studious type, Laura knew a good few curses, and well had used them all on the one Slytherin. She had been in detention for two months; she still maintained the fact that it had been worth it. Sometimes she did make daft comments though, but she was right better to eat the food than go to waste. He might need the energy later too; Draco smiled to himself as a rather wicked idea settled in his mind.
"Pansy, hush." Blaise said interrupting the battle of words between the girls.
"Yes Pansy, hush." Draco said supporting Blaise. "You will give everyone a stomach ache. "Catfight in the common room if you must, but for once Laura's right to waste food is wrong, even if her message in her mind is wrong. Just remember that you can solve world hunger once you graduate Hogwarts."
Smile drew on both girls faces and they began talking civilly to each other about how may be they could both do something about it like developing a potion that would create a food dish that never let any food go to waste. At least now there was calm, and Draco found himself returning to watch Harry and the preppy Gryffindors. Also he found his eyes straying to the big clock wishing the meal would soon be over. He managed to survive the rest of the meal including desert, which had been a challenge.
As he left the hall, Draco excused himself from Pansy and waited until the hall had emptied then he snuck towards the door Harry had spoken off. Stepping through it Draco stepped into a pitch-black room.
"Don't light anything," a voice said from the window
Moving toward the window Draco saw Harry leaning against the frame still hidden in darkness but able to see the huge full moon out side. Draco felt Harry watch him as he sat on the windowsill bathing himself in the eerie silver light of the moon. Draco knew that the moon enhanced his pale colouring and made his silver eyes look mystical if that could be applied to a man who was already a wizard.
"You look like an angel like that," Harry whispered as he joined Draco on the sill.
"An angel? My mother said that too about me when I was about five," Draco said leaning back against the stone frame of the window. "My father said telling me I looked like an angel might give me ideas and I would end up as a Gryffindor or worse a Hufflepuff.
"You a Hufflepuff," Harry laughed. "Not ever Draco, your Slytherin through and through."
Suddenly Draco felt the need to make Harry understand he was a Slytherin yes but there were hidden depths to a Slytherin soul. Not all Slytherins went bad! Draco sat up and swiftly caught Harry's face in his hands and brought the Gryffindor in for a kiss. A kiss which Draco poured every part of himself that he deemed good and worthy of Harry, which made it a passionate kiss. When they pulled apart both fought to fill their lungs with air.
"I may be a Slytherin, but there are parts of me that are good." Draco whispered against Harry's eyes as he rested his head against Harry's shoulder.
He felt Harry gulp and shiver. The mood had suddenly grown tense. Draco felt afraid that he was pushing Harry to fast until Harry spoke. "Did you mean it the other night what you said?"
"What part?" Draco asked.
"The part you said you were willing to follow it wherever it lead. Would you follow me?" Harry asked pushing back forcing Draco to meet his gaze.
"Of course."
A wicked smile then appeared on Harry face as he leant in to whisper in Draco's ear. "Did you also mean it when you said I could have you?"
Draco felt shocked slightly as Harry's word. No one had ever been that daring with him. But he had offered that choice to Harry. In a breathless whisper he replied, "Yes."
"Good," Harry said standing up. "Draco, I am as scared as about this as you must be. Hate becoming friendship and even lust is strange for me. But I am attracted to you. Tonight, I couldn't stop wishing it were just you and I at dinner with a soppy Dudley rather than my housemates. I would even go as far to say I would have given away Hermione and Ron to have you to make me laugh and to talk to."
It was the most open and honest thing anyone had ever said to Draco. But that was Harry at heart: a brave Gryffindor who fought for justice, truth and freedom. Honesty was important to a Gryffindor. Without another thought Draco lead Harry out of the dark room and hurried him to a tapsy to which he muttered "Snake's Pride." A secret door opened to the Slytherin boys' dorm opened.
He ushered Harry inside and pinned him up against the wall as they waited for the door to shut. "Promise me no regrets, Harry." Draco murmured against the tender flesh of Harry throat as he gently kissed and nipped at the column of soft skin, causing Harry to groan.
"No regrets." He had breathed hard before claiming Draco's lips with his own for a passionate kiss that left Draco breathless and very eager to continue this in the privacy of his rooms. No one was about as Draco led Harry to his room and bolted the door. Harry wandered about his private domain with interest looking up and down in the room decorated in green, black and silver. Harry looked very innocent and unsure. Draco closed his eyes and leant against the door. He would have to take it slowly, let Harry set the pace and teach what to do.
"Do you like it?" Draco asked Harry moving away from the door to sit upon the bed.
Draco turned away from Harry for an instant. But that instant Harry made his move. It startled Draco how quickly Harry changed. Looking up from the flat of his back that was pinned against the bed by Harry's body that straddled his, Draco knew that may be slowly wasn't going to happen.
Something inside of Harry snapped. That was the only way he could describe it as. All his life Harry had been controlled and manipulated by others. But tonight Draco had handed control over to him. It was gift that revealed to him that Draco trusted him. Harry also knew he had shocked Draco in his unexpected response.
"Draco," Harry whispered as he leant into kiss Draco softly.
After a couple of slow kisses, Harry release Draco and knelt beside him on the bed as Draco sat up and looked him up and down. Draco smiled slowly and moved to sit back against the pillows, then gestured for him to follow. Harry moved to kneel beside Draco.
"Your in charge Harry," Draco said looking directly into Harry's eyes. "That first time you give to me, now I give to you."
"Will you tell me if I do something wrong or hurt you?" Harry asked needing to be sure Draco was really ok with this. Personally, Harry thought if he was Draco he would demand everything to be his way, but this caring considerate side of Draco was wonderful. Harry was only afraid it would be too easy to fall in love with him.
"Promise," Draco whispered against his eyes, as Harry leant forward and started to unbutton Draco's robes. "May I?" Draco asked reaching for Harry's robes.
With a nod, Harry let Draco unbutton the row of buttons on his robes as he worked to undo Draco's. It wasn't long before both their robes and shirts were removed, and Draco lay back on the bed and let Harry's hands roam over his chest. The first touch was nervous and a mere ghostly brush of fingertips. Until Harry found his nerves to begin tracing along the muscle lines of Draco's chest and down the belt of his trousers.
"God, Potter!" Draco heard himself bit out as his control slipped.
Harry didn't seem thrown back his outburst it just made him more determined to take it slowly. So they kissed, cuddled, explored and caressed each other. Some how the urgency of the first time was missing accept in moment when Harry drove Draco to the limit. The scratch marks on Harry's back would be proof of what Harry had achieved with Draco.
Draco remained completely relaxed as Harry began to slip inside of him. He tried desperately not to grimace, as he knew Harry was watching every move he made. Breathing deeply, Draco felt relief as Harry filled him completely. Opening his eyes, Draco met the intense eyes of Harry who hovered above him, his arms shaking from bracing his weight on them.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked dipping to kiss Draco lips.
"I'm ok," Draco smiled. "Feeling full."
The comment earned a smile from Harry and lightened the atmosphere a little. With another kiss, Harry began to move. Then the world tilted for Draco. He had never felt anything like it. Every time Harry, thrust into him Draco felt as if he was going to be ripped in two because of how it made him feel.
A few covering of sweat was beginning to form on Harry's skin as Draco ran his hands down Harry back, reaching for Harry's bottom and grasping it tightly, causing Harry to arch and moan.
"Oh, Lord."
Draco knew it would not be long for either of them and quickly claimed Harry's lips and the he felt it himself snap and he felt Harry tense. Then together they called each other's names, both overwhelmed by the tenderness and amazement of what happened.
Brushing Harry's dark locks out of his hair Draco reached up and gently kissed the scar on Harry's forehead and murmured. "I was wrong. You're one million times better than any other girl or guy I have had, Potter."
"Thank you," Harry said pulling back to look at Draco. "But we still have the same problem. What happens now?"
Towering about him, Harry looked lost and insecure as he gazed down into Draco's eyes moving Draco's soul in ways he would never understand. "
Lets just follow this path Harry and who knows we might like were it leads to. That is what we do now." Draco said smiling up at Harry. "And I also promise never to be your enemy again."
Harry nodded in response. Draco watched Harry move off him and then settled beneath the green satin bedspread. Waiting until Harry was comfortable, then move to slide underneath too. They did not speak, but just looked at each other until Harry drifted off to sleep. Assured that Harry was well away with the faeries, Draco whispered to Harry. "I would give my life for you, Harry Potter. I don't know what spell you cast but I have to say this before I sleep. I think I am falling in love with you.
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Harry left Draco in the early hours of the night. The blond Slytherin lay sleeping looking like a perfect sleeping beauty. A cocktail of emotion mixed with Harry. He wasn't sure how it had happened. He had merely planned to talk to Draco, but instead they had ended up in bed together. This time it had been something so much more than the last and Harry felt his heart hiccup. Somewhere deep down, out of reach of Harry's mind his heart fell in love in that moment watching Draco sleep. But it also confused Harry. Tonight's encounter with Draco had not solved the crisis Harry felt inside of himself. Only added to it. He still did not know what to think or do about the situation. Best to do what Draco had suggested, "Lets just follow this path Harry and who knows we might like were it leads to."
With a sigh, Harry left Draco's room and crept to the secret entrance to the Slytherin dorms. He murmured the password he had heard Draco utter and left the sleeping Snakes to sleep. Harry moved slowly up towards the Gryffindor tower. His mind dwelling somewhere else. There was definitely a lot of passion in bond that was developing between Draco and him. Both he couldn't help but wonder what else could it lead to.