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A/N: WARNING: Male/Male intimacy! This chapter is ridiculously short. Why, you ask? Because this is not the original version. The original version contains Lemon and can be found here: (I tried forever to insert a link to the Lemon. WHY ISN'T IT WORKING?)
A/N 2: I found a way! I just altered my bio. If you want the Lemon: go to my profile and go to the link I posted in my bio. From there on you should be able to find the original version of chapter 7. If my bio isn't altered when chapter 7 comes through (it usually takes a while), then you'll come on another story I wrote on that same site. Just go to my profile there and you'll find your way. If not: don't hesitate to mail me and I'll send it to you.
The version on this site (ff.net) is stripped of Lemon and replaced by a couple of mushy sentences. Don't laugh at my mushy sentences! I know I suck when I try to be vague. It still contains a bit of Lime, though. Huh. Changing a Lemon into a Lime? IT'S LIKE MAGIC!
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Chapter 7
"Harry, are you ill?" Ron asked as they were doing their homework in the Gryffindor common room. He noticed that had Harry stopped writing and was staring into empty space.
"What? No, I don't think so." Harry answered as he snapped back from his daydreaming fantasies. He'd been doing that a lot since his date with Draco. The days following their date had been interesting to say the least. Each of them made a habit out of it to sneak up on the other between classes, pull him aside and snog him senseless. The biggest problem was keeping themselves in check so they wouldn't get caught. As far as they knew, they were the only same-sex couple in the school. This was one of the main reasons why they both weren't ready do make their relationship public knowledge yet. There was now way of knowing how people would react, so they both had to remain aloof towards each other when they were in public. This was not that difficult for Draco, who was rather talented in covering up his emotions. Harry on the other hand found himself getting more and more infatuated with the handsome Slytherin and had a hard time hiding that. Draco often had to guide the lovesick Gryffindor through situations in which they were together with other people.
"You seem kinda out of it." Ron commented.
"For heavens sake Ron, leave him alone." Hermione said, not looking up from her book. "It's so obvious what's wrong with him."
"Is it? What?" Ron asked curiously.
"I can't tell you that!" Hermione replied.
"You don't know!" Ron said smugly.
"Yes I do."
"How would you know?"
"I notice things, Ron, as you should know by now. Who was the only one who had figured out Professor Lupin was a werewolf? Trust me, if I say I know something: I know something."
Harry's bright green eyes widened as he listened to his friends' bickering. Hermione is indeed very perceptive. Does she know?
"So what are you saying?" Ron asked unconvinced. "Harry's a werewolf?"
"Off course he's not a werewolf!" Hermione sighed, sick of the tedious conversation.
"Hermione. Do you know?" Harry asked, getting Hermione's attention away from her book.
She hesitated for a second before responding, carefully weighing out her words.
"All I know is that ever since the potions accident you've been happier then I've seen you in years, and after it wore off you still seem happy. That's all I'm saying."
Harry swallowed nervously. She knows!
"And... do you mind?" Harry asked.
"Mind? Off course I don't mind! You're happy and that's what matters. I mean, okay it's a bit... odd. Not the 'what' but the 'who,'" Hermione reassured. "But, you know, you're smart and you can take care of yourself. And if it makes you happy..."
Harry couldn't contain himself. He jumped off his seat and flung his arms around Hermione, crushing her into an emotion filled embrace.
"Thank you." he said, feeling a great weight having lifted off his shoulders.
"You're welcome." she said feeling slightly surprised by Harry's reaction.
"Can someone please tell me what this is all about?" Ron nagged.
"Nope." Hermione said while returning Harry's hug.
"Bonkers, the both of you!" Ron growled.
At the dinner table Harry made sure he was seated in a place within eyeshot from Draco.
"Does he do this on purpose?" Harry wondered, looking at Draco eating a cherry in a way that made Harry wish he could switch places with the fruit. "It's either that or he is part Veela." Harry thought that would make a lot of sense. There was no denying Draco was as gorgeous as they come. With his velvety pale skin, smooth silvery-blond hair and icy blue eyes, he looked like an Angel cast down from Heaven for making all the other Angel's jealous. He thought how weird it was that he never noticed before how striking Draco actually was. Perhaps it was because of their constant fights that he didn't bother looking. Well, now Harry looked and he definitely liked what he saw. Harry could easily imagine him turning out to be part Veela.
"Oh my Merlin, did he just lick his lips?" Harry though looking over at Draco again.
"I've got to go." he announced to his friends as he got up from the table and walked towards the Slytherins.
"Malfoy! Outside! Now!" Harry ordered. Crabbe and Goyle were making attempts to get up, rising to the opprotunity of Harry looking for a fight, but Draco stopped them.
"Don't worry guys, I'll handle this." he said giving a threatening glance at Harry. They left the Great Hall heads held high. Draco was quite surprised by Harry's aggressiveness. Off course he knew it was an act, but Harry usually avoided confrontation if he could help it. This left Draco wondering what Harry was up to. When they had left from view Draco turned to Harry.
"Harry what... umpff..." Harry had pushed him against the wall and covered Draco's mouth with his. Draco gasped in surprise and this gave Harry the chance to sweep his tongue inside. Harry smiled as he found that Draco tasted like cinnamon rolls.
"Hmm, don't you taste good today?" he whispered against Draco's lips. Harry kissed him deeply, his tongue battling with Draco's, stroking the roof of his mouth, sucking on his lower lip, running his tongue gently along his, flavouring, caressing, devouring. He felt Draco's hands tucking out the back of his shirt and reaching under it to feel the lower curve of his uncovered back. Just the simple touch of Draco's hands on his naked skin made his body feel like it was on fire. They devotedly caressed each others tongues, savouring each other, revelling in their connecting bodies. Suddenly Harry felt a nudge in his nether regions, making his hips jerk up. Draco broke their kiss and cocked an eyebrow.
"What was that?" he asked mischievously.
Harry blushed.
"What do you think it is?" Harry answered feeling slightly embarrassed.
Draco grinned.
"I think it's your body reacting to the fact that you're happy to see me." Draco said smugly while flipping Harry over and pushing him up against the wall, switching places. He pushed his lower half against Harry's who let out a yelp.
"Do... do that again," he stuttered and Draco complied and crushed their pelvises against each other again, making Harry's mind go numb as he felt an identical bulge grind against his. He was quite astounded that, even if he had been the provoker of the snogging-session, Draco had been able to turn him into a panting puddle of hormones pressed against the wall in less than a minute.
"Good God, Draco," Harry panted. "If you keep teasing me like this I might not be able to keep myself from ravishing you whole".
Draco got a naughty glint in his eyes.
"Then why don't you?"
Harry gulped.
"What?"
Draco leaned in, hugging Harry close.
"Ravish me," he purred in his ear, making Harry shudder.
"Are... are you sure?"
In response Draco caught Harry in another bone-crushing kiss and bumped his thigh up against his again. They looked into each others lust filled eyes and knew that this was it. Draco grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him along the corridor. They ran as fast as they could (which wasn't all as speedy due to the aroused state of their bodies) towards the Head Boy's dorm. Draco pulled Harry inside the portrait hole and dragged him across the common room (which he shared with the Head Girl) towards his bedroom. Once inside he magically sealed the door and pushed the Gryffindor against the wall again. The time between then and now was maddeningly long. Time ceased to exist and was replaced by lust and passion. Harry wilfully submitted to his lover who was as gentle as he could possibly be. It hurt when he entered him, but just as he found himself wishing this wouldn't drag out too long, Draco started moving... and the heavens came crashing down on them. This is what bliss must feel like. Pure, sheer, amazing, absolute... bliss. The world went blank, the room started spinning and the two young lovers cried out each others' names at the pinnacle of their lovemaking.
"That was..." Draco exasperated, not knowing what words to form to describe what just happened.
"It really was." Harry smiled, planting a kiss Draco's glistening forehead. Harry thought his lover looked even more gorgeous than before. Draco's hair was slightly messed up and hanging in front of his eyes in this incredibly sexy way. There was also a soft blush spread out onto the cheeks of the pale gleaming skin of his face. Harry thought he looked almost angelic. He wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and leaned his chin against his shoulder. All he wanted right now was to leave his body so he could melt together with Draco's. Merlin, did he love him! He really did, he realised that now and this wasn't just the post-coital buzz speaking. It felt both wonderful and terrifying at the same time. He had never felt anything like this before and quite frankly; it was kind of scary. Harry pushed that thought aside and, comforted now that he was safely wrapped into his lovers arms, closed his eyes and let sleep take him.
TBC
A/N: *frowns* Didn't I just tell you not to laugh at my mushy sentences!!!