Author: God, its killing me, not having my computer, thats why it took me
so long to update, I cant type on my brothers computer because he doesnt
have to proper program. Anyway, I guess... hmmm... here is an update!
Part 4: Poerty in motion
After the whole 'bathroom scene' Harry and Draco hid in their rooms, neither wanting to think about their feeling for one another, neither wanting to admit that they wanted the other... it was a game of hide and go seek really... the only problem was that they were both hiding, too afraid to seek.
Harry realized that it was Saturday just then. He felt rather stupid, not having known, but then again, with the emotional overload that he was recently feeling. He didnt know if he wanted to go and talk to him, or if he was going to hide in here until Malfoy came and got him, or just until Monday when he once again had classes. He muttered a couple of well chosed words under his breath and a plate of food appeared and he began to drift, pulling out a peice of parchment and looked down at it... (yes, Harry is going to write a poem, and Draco's going to write a poem, and its going to be beautiful... leave the OOC ness alone, does that bother you??? Tell me if it does, please)
He begant o write a poem, something that he did every once and a while as an emotional outlet...
Peircing blue eyes... Capture my lips taste my mouth one sweet kiss...
While in the other room, Draco Malfoy was wondering why in the hell he was feeling these emotions for Potter... Harry... He actually genuinely cared for the boy, and he couldnt deny it any longer... He pulled out a peice of parchment and began to write...
Intensly stare at me.... And all I want to do is kiss your lips and see if I can taste the secrets within all I want to do is replay that one kiss in my mind...
He looked down at it. No rythm or rhyme, and yet it said it all... it said all of his feelings for the boy that he couldnt possible say to his face... he crept out ot the common room with his poem in his hand and raised his hand to knock on Harry's door, but heard Harry talking to himself...
'Peircing blue eyes...'
Draco's eyes widened and he said his words loudly enough that Harry could hear him...
"Intensly stare at me..." He heard Harry's gasp before his voice, shakier than before, continued.
"Capture my lips..." he seemed to be walking closer to the door with every word... Draco himself leaned heavily against it and continued... It was amazing how they fitted together...
"And all i want to do is kiss your lips..." He felt Harry lean against the door as he continued... with, Draco noted, a little lust in his voice...
"Taste my mouth." There was such feelings in his voice, that Draco almost threw down his words, and went into him, but insted...
"And see if I can taste the secrets within..." Oh what secrets withing... Harry thought as he leaned even heaviler against the door, wanting nothign more than to freeze this moment before Draco went back to being the cold Slythern Prince...
"One sweet kiss..." Just one...
"All I want to do is replay that one kiss in my mind..." He heard as the door began to open and he stood there, blue eyes wide as Harry came out, an actual look of slyness in his eyes, before he leaned heavily against him and said, "Replay it then, and we can pretend it never happened..."
With that, Draco took Harry and shoved him roughly against the wall, and he was the expression of confusion and lust in his eyes before he pressed his lips hungrily to his. He parted his lips with his tongue and Harry eagearly let him in. There was a feirce battle between the two before Harry finally gained controle, his tongue rubbing gentally in Draco's mouth, making Draco grow weaker and weaker in the knees. He finally let out a short moan and pushed himself back a little. Suddenly, they heard someone knocking on the door, and Ron's voice screaming "Oy, Harry, c'mere..." both had looks of disappotionment and unsatisfed lust in their eyes before Draco stared intently into Harry's eyes...
"What is it that we have, oh Gryffendor, to make us play on our lust, without acknowledging it???" they both glanced at the door as Harry shouted, "Hold on a sec Ron!" and then leaned closesly to Draco, their lips brushing... and he whispered something, and pushed Draco gentally away from him... as Harry looked back and exited the common room, Draco replayed the words...
"Oh Slytherin, what we have, is poetry, yet to be set into complete motion..." and then he brushed his lips against Draco's and Draco got the full meaning of what he just said... (Ten points and lotsa luv to the first person to guess what he meant! :-) )
Outside, an owl silently flew away towards a distant mannor...
Author: Well, I love this, sorry it took so long to update. Feedback will prompt me to hurry more, if you catch my drift... and why do I feel like I am going to have to change the rating to R soon... I wish they would just hurry and set their poetry into motion so I could do it... MMm.... and whats with the owl... DA DA DUMMMM!!!!!!!
Part 4: Poerty in motion
After the whole 'bathroom scene' Harry and Draco hid in their rooms, neither wanting to think about their feeling for one another, neither wanting to admit that they wanted the other... it was a game of hide and go seek really... the only problem was that they were both hiding, too afraid to seek.
Harry realized that it was Saturday just then. He felt rather stupid, not having known, but then again, with the emotional overload that he was recently feeling. He didnt know if he wanted to go and talk to him, or if he was going to hide in here until Malfoy came and got him, or just until Monday when he once again had classes. He muttered a couple of well chosed words under his breath and a plate of food appeared and he began to drift, pulling out a peice of parchment and looked down at it... (yes, Harry is going to write a poem, and Draco's going to write a poem, and its going to be beautiful... leave the OOC ness alone, does that bother you??? Tell me if it does, please)
He begant o write a poem, something that he did every once and a while as an emotional outlet...
Peircing blue eyes... Capture my lips taste my mouth one sweet kiss...
While in the other room, Draco Malfoy was wondering why in the hell he was feeling these emotions for Potter... Harry... He actually genuinely cared for the boy, and he couldnt deny it any longer... He pulled out a peice of parchment and began to write...
Intensly stare at me.... And all I want to do is kiss your lips and see if I can taste the secrets within all I want to do is replay that one kiss in my mind...
He looked down at it. No rythm or rhyme, and yet it said it all... it said all of his feelings for the boy that he couldnt possible say to his face... he crept out ot the common room with his poem in his hand and raised his hand to knock on Harry's door, but heard Harry talking to himself...
'Peircing blue eyes...'
Draco's eyes widened and he said his words loudly enough that Harry could hear him...
"Intensly stare at me..." He heard Harry's gasp before his voice, shakier than before, continued.
"Capture my lips..." he seemed to be walking closer to the door with every word... Draco himself leaned heavily against it and continued... It was amazing how they fitted together...
"And all i want to do is kiss your lips..." He felt Harry lean against the door as he continued... with, Draco noted, a little lust in his voice...
"Taste my mouth." There was such feelings in his voice, that Draco almost threw down his words, and went into him, but insted...
"And see if I can taste the secrets within..." Oh what secrets withing... Harry thought as he leaned even heaviler against the door, wanting nothign more than to freeze this moment before Draco went back to being the cold Slythern Prince...
"One sweet kiss..." Just one...
"All I want to do is replay that one kiss in my mind..." He heard as the door began to open and he stood there, blue eyes wide as Harry came out, an actual look of slyness in his eyes, before he leaned heavily against him and said, "Replay it then, and we can pretend it never happened..."
With that, Draco took Harry and shoved him roughly against the wall, and he was the expression of confusion and lust in his eyes before he pressed his lips hungrily to his. He parted his lips with his tongue and Harry eagearly let him in. There was a feirce battle between the two before Harry finally gained controle, his tongue rubbing gentally in Draco's mouth, making Draco grow weaker and weaker in the knees. He finally let out a short moan and pushed himself back a little. Suddenly, they heard someone knocking on the door, and Ron's voice screaming "Oy, Harry, c'mere..." both had looks of disappotionment and unsatisfed lust in their eyes before Draco stared intently into Harry's eyes...
"What is it that we have, oh Gryffendor, to make us play on our lust, without acknowledging it???" they both glanced at the door as Harry shouted, "Hold on a sec Ron!" and then leaned closesly to Draco, their lips brushing... and he whispered something, and pushed Draco gentally away from him... as Harry looked back and exited the common room, Draco replayed the words...
"Oh Slytherin, what we have, is poetry, yet to be set into complete motion..." and then he brushed his lips against Draco's and Draco got the full meaning of what he just said... (Ten points and lotsa luv to the first person to guess what he meant! :-) )
Outside, an owl silently flew away towards a distant mannor...
Author: Well, I love this, sorry it took so long to update. Feedback will prompt me to hurry more, if you catch my drift... and why do I feel like I am going to have to change the rating to R soon... I wish they would just hurry and set their poetry into motion so I could do it... MMm.... and whats with the owl... DA DA DUMMMM!!!!!!!