Chapter Eight
**- Good Dreams
When Draco woke up, he was in a completely different position than the last time he had slept. He was sprawled out on the floor, using one arm as a pillow. The other was wrapped around the person near him. Barely moving, Draco's eyes darted downward to Harry.
Harry's head was resting on Draco's chest. Listening to his quickening heart beat. One of his arms were draped over Draco's stomach, and the other was touching Draco's hand. Harry could feel Draco's eyes on him, and said a muffled "Morning."
"Morning…," Harry sat up, leaning his back against the wall, and Draco did the same. "What time is it?"
Harry took a quick glance at his watch, that had been fixed by Hermoine most recently. "Around noon."
Draco leaned his head against the wall behind him and sighed. 'What did I do with him last night?' [What do you think?] The memories of last night came rushing in on Draco. The thing he remembered most was the kiss. It had been so intoxicating.. It seemed to be the start of one thing leading to another. Turning his head, his eyes meant Harry's again. 'What is he doing to me?'
He was having a hard time understanding what he was feeling for Harry. He knew that the hate he had once felt, was demolishing but what confused him most was that over all the years, his family had taught him to hate. Not to let anyone close enough to him to care. To be careful he didn't risk his chance at power, within any rank - especially in the circle of You-know-who. But after all of those years of building a barrier against the outside world, the one that had cracked it was the one it had been against recently - Harry Potter. This would most certainly screw his chances in the circle of You-know-who. He couldn't help wondering, why he didn't seem to care anymore.
His thoughts continued to wander until Harry kissed him again. A wave of new emotions surged through his veins, and he couldn't help wonder what it would be like to have someone there. That actually.. Well, cared. Someone to talk to..
[Stopped denying it have you?] His thoughts slowly ceased as the kiss continued, slow and passionate. Draco couldn't help smiling as Harry's tongue wrestled with his own. The kiss ended much to quickly for Draco's liking, though in reality it had been continuing for a little over a minute.
The two boys took a moment to breath and Harry noticed something that would have surprised him just but a week ago. Draco was actually capable of showing human emotions - He was blushing.
"Getting modest after all of these years?" Asked Harry playfully.
Draco nodded. "If you ever tell a living soul, I'll kill you." The threat was empty, and at knowing that all Harry did in response was smile. He couldn't believe he was falling for a Boy! And of all boys, Draco Malfoy - who he had argued, and despised for the last 6 years. He couldn't help wonder what would happen when Ron found out. Hermoine already knew, but Ron showed to be a little.. More thick headed then Hermoine.
Harry's thoughts of his friend's quickly passed, and rested on Draco. He leaned toward Draco again, his eyes turning a warm green as he studied his face.. His lips touched the corner of Draco's mouth and he slid his right hand down Draco's chest and stomach, to his Crotch. A slight moan escaped Draco's mouth, "Harry.."
Draco pinched his own Arm momentarily. "What was that about?" Asked Harry.
"I.. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming this time." Slipped Malfoy.
Draco turned to look at Harry. Harry's smile widened and Draco's heart's pace quickened as they kissed again. His mouth engulfed Harry's tongue, and he couldn't help thinking that he never wanted the kiss to end.
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An hour of kissing passed between the boys as they gradually explored each others body's
"Mm.." Another kiss ended, both faces slightly flushed. "As much as I hate to say it, we better go.. I'm sure someone is wondering where we are.." Mumbled Harry.
"I guess your right." The boys stood, and Harry draped his invisibility cloak that was lying on the floor over the two of them. They were almost hugging to both fit under it, but neither of them minded the closeness of the situation. Harry led Draco to a deserted hall, before taking the cloak off of them. So prying eyes couldn't see where they had been. Draco kissed Harry lightly, before speaking. "I'll guess I'll be seeing you then?" Harry nodded.
"Maybe we could sneak down and meet again later tonight?" Harry smiled mischievously.
"Mm.. I'd like that." The two boys kissed again.
Harry's kisses trailed from Draco's mouth, up his cheek bone and to his ear. Draco shivered slightly, feeling Harry's breath against his skin.
Harry's voice was just above a whisper. "Oh, and Draco.. If this is a dream.. At least it's a good one." Draco couldn't help noticing, that the touch that had once been full of hate now felt comforting. Even loving. A moment later, Harry turned and walked away.
**- Good Dreams
When Draco woke up, he was in a completely different position than the last time he had slept. He was sprawled out on the floor, using one arm as a pillow. The other was wrapped around the person near him. Barely moving, Draco's eyes darted downward to Harry.
Harry's head was resting on Draco's chest. Listening to his quickening heart beat. One of his arms were draped over Draco's stomach, and the other was touching Draco's hand. Harry could feel Draco's eyes on him, and said a muffled "Morning."
"Morning…," Harry sat up, leaning his back against the wall, and Draco did the same. "What time is it?"
Harry took a quick glance at his watch, that had been fixed by Hermoine most recently. "Around noon."
Draco leaned his head against the wall behind him and sighed. 'What did I do with him last night?' [What do you think?] The memories of last night came rushing in on Draco. The thing he remembered most was the kiss. It had been so intoxicating.. It seemed to be the start of one thing leading to another. Turning his head, his eyes meant Harry's again. 'What is he doing to me?'
He was having a hard time understanding what he was feeling for Harry. He knew that the hate he had once felt, was demolishing but what confused him most was that over all the years, his family had taught him to hate. Not to let anyone close enough to him to care. To be careful he didn't risk his chance at power, within any rank - especially in the circle of You-know-who. But after all of those years of building a barrier against the outside world, the one that had cracked it was the one it had been against recently - Harry Potter. This would most certainly screw his chances in the circle of You-know-who. He couldn't help wondering, why he didn't seem to care anymore.
His thoughts continued to wander until Harry kissed him again. A wave of new emotions surged through his veins, and he couldn't help wonder what it would be like to have someone there. That actually.. Well, cared. Someone to talk to..
[Stopped denying it have you?] His thoughts slowly ceased as the kiss continued, slow and passionate. Draco couldn't help smiling as Harry's tongue wrestled with his own. The kiss ended much to quickly for Draco's liking, though in reality it had been continuing for a little over a minute.
The two boys took a moment to breath and Harry noticed something that would have surprised him just but a week ago. Draco was actually capable of showing human emotions - He was blushing.
"Getting modest after all of these years?" Asked Harry playfully.
Draco nodded. "If you ever tell a living soul, I'll kill you." The threat was empty, and at knowing that all Harry did in response was smile. He couldn't believe he was falling for a Boy! And of all boys, Draco Malfoy - who he had argued, and despised for the last 6 years. He couldn't help wonder what would happen when Ron found out. Hermoine already knew, but Ron showed to be a little.. More thick headed then Hermoine.
Harry's thoughts of his friend's quickly passed, and rested on Draco. He leaned toward Draco again, his eyes turning a warm green as he studied his face.. His lips touched the corner of Draco's mouth and he slid his right hand down Draco's chest and stomach, to his Crotch. A slight moan escaped Draco's mouth, "Harry.."
Draco pinched his own Arm momentarily. "What was that about?" Asked Harry.
"I.. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming this time." Slipped Malfoy.
Draco turned to look at Harry. Harry's smile widened and Draco's heart's pace quickened as they kissed again. His mouth engulfed Harry's tongue, and he couldn't help thinking that he never wanted the kiss to end.
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An hour of kissing passed between the boys as they gradually explored each others body's
"Mm.." Another kiss ended, both faces slightly flushed. "As much as I hate to say it, we better go.. I'm sure someone is wondering where we are.." Mumbled Harry.
"I guess your right." The boys stood, and Harry draped his invisibility cloak that was lying on the floor over the two of them. They were almost hugging to both fit under it, but neither of them minded the closeness of the situation. Harry led Draco to a deserted hall, before taking the cloak off of them. So prying eyes couldn't see where they had been. Draco kissed Harry lightly, before speaking. "I'll guess I'll be seeing you then?" Harry nodded.
"Maybe we could sneak down and meet again later tonight?" Harry smiled mischievously.
"Mm.. I'd like that." The two boys kissed again.
Harry's kisses trailed from Draco's mouth, up his cheek bone and to his ear. Draco shivered slightly, feeling Harry's breath against his skin.
Harry's voice was just above a whisper. "Oh, and Draco.. If this is a dream.. At least it's a good one." Draco couldn't help noticing, that the touch that had once been full of hate now felt comforting. Even loving. A moment later, Harry turned and walked away.