When Harry awoke, there was no one in the bedroom but him and Draco. Before Draco could wake up, Harry went on into the bathroom and took a shower. He placed his glasses on the sink, slid out of his clothes and hopped into the warm shower.
He got out after about five minutes, tied a towel around his waist, and put his glasses on. He opened the door to find Draco lying on the bed awake, grinning as he saw Harry only in a towel. "What are you grinning at? All I need are clothes," he laughed and walked over a stash of emergency clotches in case something like this happened, and he needed something to wear. But before he even was able to bend down, he was pulled down onto the bed with Draco, with his towel coming off by the sudden rush.
Draco had Harry pinned down, grinning from ear to ear. Without letting him get even a word in, Draco kissed him vehemently. Draco's hands were exploring his lover's body, and enjoying every second of it. As the blonde started to move down, trailing kisses from his neck on down, Harry removed his hands from his boyfriend's head and instead wrapped them around his ongoing erection. Draco teased slightly, heightening the arousement of the situation.
No sooner than that, however, did he suck at where Harry's hands had been, which were now unbuttoning Draco's clothing in a flash. Draco kicked his clothes off, and went back to where he left off. Harry's back started to arch, letting Draco know he was obviously doing someting right. He let out moans, and glad that no one else was in the room to hear them. Just as he was going to climax, he felt his hips being pressed by his lover's own. He felt a thrusting motion, his breath became ragged.
In a moment of bliss, the blonded felt a surge of warmth flow through him as he collapsed on top of Harry, whose hair was sticking to his forehead.
"That... was... unexpected..." Harry managed to get out inbetween breaths. Draco just smiled at him.
For a while they just laid there together, enjoying each others company, when they both decided that they were hungry for breakfast.
"Harry are you ok?" Hermione asked as Harry and Draco sat down with her and Ron.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, you have sweat on the sides of your face, you're not sick, are you?"
Harry laughed, "No, you know how hot it can get in those showers, though!" he joked.
"So, Malfoy, what happened last night with your dad?" Ron asked. This was probably the first time anyone had heard Ron talk to Draco personally.
Draco shrugged as a grim expression filled his face, "He's a bastard. Thinks because I'm gay that I shouldn't be a Malfoy. So he told me not to live there anymore."
"That's horrible..." Ron said, actually feeling rather bad for him.
"It's ok, I've got my Sweets to keep me happy," he smiled.
As the next few days, the students who were at Hogwarts were excited, as Christmas day was soon approaching. The day before Christmas, Harry slept in his dormitory and Draco in his. This way they would be more surprised in the morning when they both woke up.
Harry woke up to nudging of Ron. "It's Christmas Harry!!!" He trudged out of bed, and splashed cool water on his face to wake himself completely up. He barely got out of the bathroom before Ron sent a gift flying across the room. Luckily, he caught it or else his chest would have gone out from the weight of the gift.
He saw that it was from Sirius, and opened it anxiously. It was wrapped in three layers of paper, and when he finally got to what it was, he was puzzled. It looked like some sort of box. He opened it and found a piece of paper,
Dear Harry-
From what I've read of your letters you've been sending me, I thought I would send you these. In case you want to use them, or something. They were once your mum's and dad's. They were the only remaining things left of their murder. Thought they would mean something to you. Hope you have a good holiday, boy. Lots of love-
-Sirius
Harry took out something wrapped in tissue paper. He pulled out two rings. One was a whitish-silver color, with engraving that read "I love you", while the other ring was a darker silver color that read the same thing. He slid the two rings onto a chain that was also enclosed, and put it around his neck. He let his fingers go over the rings many times, knowing that they had once been worn by his mum and dad.
Before he could reminisce any more, he already had more things that Ron had given to him, trying to reach his own gifts. Harry had a good stack, about five or six. Opening the second one, he felt someone's arms around him. He knew those arms wherever they happened to lay on his body. He turned around and smooched his boyfriend. "Hey, Honey," he said, searching his trunk for Draco's present. Finally, he found it and handed it to Draco. It was a thin, box-like shape. Draco untied the ribbon first, and then tore the wrapping paper off. It seemed to have been a scrapbook/photo album.
Carefully and slowly, Draco flipped through the pages. The cover read, "Two Lives Bound Together By Love". Opened on the inside, the front page said, "The Past," in swirly, fancy lettering. Flipping through the past section were photos of Harry and Draco during quidditch, their sorting hat ceremony, the first time on the Hogwarts Express Draco made a snide comment, and many other times that were... not so great. When four pages were filled up with collages of photos from the past, there was a bright green page that said, "The Present". In that section were images of the two lovers sitting quietly under a tree, of when they first talked for hours upon hours, photos of them snuggled in each others arms, and other great memories.
Draco's eyes looked glossy as he turned the page and read, "and The Future." Which was where their new and upcoming memories would be held. Any momentos, or pictures, or anything that was of the simplest meaning, would be put there. He turned around, looked at his beautiful boyfriend, and gave him the hugest hug ever. "Thank you so much, Sweets," he paused, "Hold on!" he rummaged through a few presents and found a box with Harry's name on it.
Harry held the box in his hand. It was wrapped in green paper, and tied with a silver bow. He untied the bow and unwrapped the paper to find a green jewelry box. Picking up a silver chain, Harry held it up and realized it was a necklace with a locket on it. On the front, the words, "Harry and Draco," were engraved on it. "Aw, my name's even first!" he commented.
He opened it up, and on the left side showed a picture of himself, without his glasses on and his eyes greener than ever. A picture of Draco was on the other side, his hair tossed just how Harry loved it. "Forever." was engraved below the two pictures, with the whole thing reading, "Harry and Draco, Forever."
Harry took his sweetheart into his arms and kissed him, "You're the best, Draco, thanks bunches," and the two sat there side by side opening the rest of their gifts. Harry recieved yet another sweater Mrs. Weasley had sewn. Nothing from the Dursley's. And other little things that his friends had gotten him. This was by far, one of the best Christmas' Harry had ever experienced.
He got out after about five minutes, tied a towel around his waist, and put his glasses on. He opened the door to find Draco lying on the bed awake, grinning as he saw Harry only in a towel. "What are you grinning at? All I need are clothes," he laughed and walked over a stash of emergency clotches in case something like this happened, and he needed something to wear. But before he even was able to bend down, he was pulled down onto the bed with Draco, with his towel coming off by the sudden rush.
Draco had Harry pinned down, grinning from ear to ear. Without letting him get even a word in, Draco kissed him vehemently. Draco's hands were exploring his lover's body, and enjoying every second of it. As the blonde started to move down, trailing kisses from his neck on down, Harry removed his hands from his boyfriend's head and instead wrapped them around his ongoing erection. Draco teased slightly, heightening the arousement of the situation.
No sooner than that, however, did he suck at where Harry's hands had been, which were now unbuttoning Draco's clothing in a flash. Draco kicked his clothes off, and went back to where he left off. Harry's back started to arch, letting Draco know he was obviously doing someting right. He let out moans, and glad that no one else was in the room to hear them. Just as he was going to climax, he felt his hips being pressed by his lover's own. He felt a thrusting motion, his breath became ragged.
In a moment of bliss, the blonded felt a surge of warmth flow through him as he collapsed on top of Harry, whose hair was sticking to his forehead.
"That... was... unexpected..." Harry managed to get out inbetween breaths. Draco just smiled at him.
For a while they just laid there together, enjoying each others company, when they both decided that they were hungry for breakfast.
"Harry are you ok?" Hermione asked as Harry and Draco sat down with her and Ron.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, you have sweat on the sides of your face, you're not sick, are you?"
Harry laughed, "No, you know how hot it can get in those showers, though!" he joked.
"So, Malfoy, what happened last night with your dad?" Ron asked. This was probably the first time anyone had heard Ron talk to Draco personally.
Draco shrugged as a grim expression filled his face, "He's a bastard. Thinks because I'm gay that I shouldn't be a Malfoy. So he told me not to live there anymore."
"That's horrible..." Ron said, actually feeling rather bad for him.
"It's ok, I've got my Sweets to keep me happy," he smiled.
As the next few days, the students who were at Hogwarts were excited, as Christmas day was soon approaching. The day before Christmas, Harry slept in his dormitory and Draco in his. This way they would be more surprised in the morning when they both woke up.
Harry woke up to nudging of Ron. "It's Christmas Harry!!!" He trudged out of bed, and splashed cool water on his face to wake himself completely up. He barely got out of the bathroom before Ron sent a gift flying across the room. Luckily, he caught it or else his chest would have gone out from the weight of the gift.
He saw that it was from Sirius, and opened it anxiously. It was wrapped in three layers of paper, and when he finally got to what it was, he was puzzled. It looked like some sort of box. He opened it and found a piece of paper,
Dear Harry-
From what I've read of your letters you've been sending me, I thought I would send you these. In case you want to use them, or something. They were once your mum's and dad's. They were the only remaining things left of their murder. Thought they would mean something to you. Hope you have a good holiday, boy. Lots of love-
-Sirius
Harry took out something wrapped in tissue paper. He pulled out two rings. One was a whitish-silver color, with engraving that read "I love you", while the other ring was a darker silver color that read the same thing. He slid the two rings onto a chain that was also enclosed, and put it around his neck. He let his fingers go over the rings many times, knowing that they had once been worn by his mum and dad.
Before he could reminisce any more, he already had more things that Ron had given to him, trying to reach his own gifts. Harry had a good stack, about five or six. Opening the second one, he felt someone's arms around him. He knew those arms wherever they happened to lay on his body. He turned around and smooched his boyfriend. "Hey, Honey," he said, searching his trunk for Draco's present. Finally, he found it and handed it to Draco. It was a thin, box-like shape. Draco untied the ribbon first, and then tore the wrapping paper off. It seemed to have been a scrapbook/photo album.
Carefully and slowly, Draco flipped through the pages. The cover read, "Two Lives Bound Together By Love". Opened on the inside, the front page said, "The Past," in swirly, fancy lettering. Flipping through the past section were photos of Harry and Draco during quidditch, their sorting hat ceremony, the first time on the Hogwarts Express Draco made a snide comment, and many other times that were... not so great. When four pages were filled up with collages of photos from the past, there was a bright green page that said, "The Present". In that section were images of the two lovers sitting quietly under a tree, of when they first talked for hours upon hours, photos of them snuggled in each others arms, and other great memories.
Draco's eyes looked glossy as he turned the page and read, "and The Future." Which was where their new and upcoming memories would be held. Any momentos, or pictures, or anything that was of the simplest meaning, would be put there. He turned around, looked at his beautiful boyfriend, and gave him the hugest hug ever. "Thank you so much, Sweets," he paused, "Hold on!" he rummaged through a few presents and found a box with Harry's name on it.
Harry held the box in his hand. It was wrapped in green paper, and tied with a silver bow. He untied the bow and unwrapped the paper to find a green jewelry box. Picking up a silver chain, Harry held it up and realized it was a necklace with a locket on it. On the front, the words, "Harry and Draco," were engraved on it. "Aw, my name's even first!" he commented.
He opened it up, and on the left side showed a picture of himself, without his glasses on and his eyes greener than ever. A picture of Draco was on the other side, his hair tossed just how Harry loved it. "Forever." was engraved below the two pictures, with the whole thing reading, "Harry and Draco, Forever."
Harry took his sweetheart into his arms and kissed him, "You're the best, Draco, thanks bunches," and the two sat there side by side opening the rest of their gifts. Harry recieved yet another sweater Mrs. Weasley had sewn. Nothing from the Dursley's. And other little things that his friends had gotten him. This was by far, one of the best Christmas' Harry had ever experienced.