Title: Infatuation

Part: 4/?

Author: Veronica M. Veenstra

Email: tinks_pixie_dust2004@yahoo.com

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Genre: Slash

Summary: The initial meeting between Harry and Draco after their 7th year at Hogwarts

Author's Notes: Please post feedback. I will greatly appreciate it, if you do.

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The pair sat at the table and made small talk. Harry was still nervous, but not as nervous as he had been before. He tried to listen to Malfoy talk about his 'adventures' out in the field but he just couldn't bring himself to pay full attention. His eyes kept wandering back to Malfoy's lips and his brain kept wandering back to the kiss they shared earlier. "Potter? Are you even listening to me?" Malfoy said, catching Harry staring at his lips. "What? Sorry. I got sidetracked. You were saying?" Harry tried his best to look interested.

Malfoy studied Harry's face for a moment. "Are you ready to go? Or should I say, do you want to find out 'what you are'?" He smirked slightly, looking at Harry. "I...uh...um...see...well...okay." Harry stammered, before coming to his senses and agreeing. The two of them left the Café and walked to Malfoy's apartment. "Wow, this place is really nice, a lot bigger than my flat." Harry looked around Malfoy's living room. The walls were bare except for a few paintings; the furniture was a deep emerald green color. Harry could tell Malfoy didn't let go of his Slytherin side. "You don't have to stay standing, you know. The couch won't bite you." Malfoy said, walking into the room carrying two drinks. He handed Harry a drink and sat down. Malfoy watched Harry take a sip. Harry started coughing. "Whoa! What's in this? It's really...strong." Harry took a deep breath before attempting another sip. "It's called a kamikaze. What, you've never had one?" Malfoy said with a laugh. Harry shook his head. "I don't usually drink." Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? I think you'll feel great after a few more." He smiled to himself.

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Malfoy was laughing loudly as Harry told him some of the stuff that happened during his years at Hogwarts. Harry looked over at Malfoy with a look of curiosity on his face. "Can I call you Draco?" Harry said with a little laugh. Malfoy's eyes flashed. "Sure, it's a lot easier to moan out loud." Harry was confused. "Huh?" Malfoy leaned forward and pushed Harry back on the couch. "You heard what I said. It's easier to moan out loud." And with that, Malfoy kissed Harry. Harry breathed deeply as he felt Malfoy's lips against his own. He opened his mouth and felt Draco's tongue slide across his. i"Wow...this is better than kissing Cho..."/i, Harry thought silently. He slid his hands up Draco's back and moaned softly. Malfoy broke the kiss and looked at Harry. He smiled mischievously and leaned forward and kissed Harry's neck. The feel of Malfoy's lips on his neck made him hard almost immediately.

Malfoy nipped Harry's earlobe and whispered into his ear. "I can tell what you are." Harry sighed softly and turned his head slightly, giving Draco access to more of his neck. As he kissed Harry's neck, Draco slid his hands up under Harry's shirt. His skin was soft and warm to the touch. Draco stopped kissing Harry's neck and told him to sit up. Harry sat up and Draco pulled Harry's jumper off him. He also unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor. He pulled off the white shirt he was wearing and threw that aside also. When Draco lay back down on top of Harry, he moaned softly. He didn't think Harry's skin would feel this good against his own.

Harry felt like he was on fire. He opened his eyes and watched as Draco kissed his way down his chest. His breath caught in his throat when Draco ran his tongue across his nipple. "Draco..." Harry murmured as Draco's lips closed around the sensitive spot. He gasped audibly when Draco ran his teeth against it. He looked up at Harry. "I take it you like that?", and without waiting for an answer, he worked Harry's other nipple the same way.

Draco loved the taste of Harry's skin. It was nothing he had ever experienced before. He couldn't get enough of it. He kissed and licked his way down Harry's chest until he reached his belly button. Harry had the slightly hint of dark hair swirling softly around his belly button, trailing downward. He sighed softly. He looked up at Harry. Harry was laying there with his head back and his mouth open slightly. Draco could see the rapid rise and fall of Harry's chest.

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