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Chapter 12:: Humming Does Wonders

The two boys walked at a fairly quick pace. Draco had put on his sneer, and Harry walked with a straight face. Harry's palms were sweating, he was also quite sure that Draco's were too. Harry spotted two 7th year girls standing just inside the school entrance, laughing. The girls stopped and immediately looked down at the boy's hands.

"Are... are they holding hands?" one raven-haired girl leaned over and whispered to her friend. The other friend couldn't manage any words so she just nodded her head. Both pairs of eyes were wide with shock.

"Hey Draco..."

Draco turned his head briefly and nodded at the raven-haired girl. "Celeste."

The girls were left in shock as Draco slipped his arm around Harry – seeking comfort. Draco was clearly scared beyond belief, Harry could feel Draco's energy pulsing as he slipped his arm around Draco's waist.

"It's okay Drake... we're okay. Just breath." Harry whispered into Draco's ear.

Draco took in a deep breath and nodded. He saw Draco wipe his forehead with the back of his hand. "This must be harder for him than I imagined it to be... he must really love me in order to be able to do this..." Harry thought as he looked down the hallway.

Just as the couple thought they were home free, they rounded the corner and came face to face with a huge group of 7th years. They were obviously just emptying out from the party. Draco and Harry's hearts stopped for a brief second. Harry ventured a smile at the group, slid his hand along Draco's back, and somehow found his hand. He squeezed it and whispered again, "Breath Drake... Breath." He noticed that Draco had been holding his breath as soon as they saw all of the people. Harry took initiative, wanting to get Draco out of this situation and lead him through the shocked crowd. The people who were standing around parted almost immediately down the middle to let the boys through. Harry didn't pull Draco, as he knew that Draco would still want some sort of control over this situation, instead they walked side by side, Harry let Draco take a slight lead. When they made it through the crowd, Draco stopped and turned around to face the crowd.

His heart was beating wildly as he addressed the shocked people. "Have you got a problem with my boyfriend and I walking past?"

Harry smiled as he heard a few gasps in the crowd: "Boyfriend?", "What?!", "Oh My GOD...!". Harry came out from behind Draco and smiled, he spoke with confidence.

"Yes, if you have a problem, please do step forward and speak your mind."

There was silence. No one had expected Draco nor Harry to say anything. "Good." Draco turned around and walked towards the Slytherin dorms.

Harry looked up at Draco."Why are we going towards your dorm?"

"Because I have a private room, and currently - I don't think I can manage being alone." Draco looked ahead as he walked. Harry nodded his head. The boy's soon reached Draco's room; Harry didn't hear the barley audible password as they passed through the painting. Draco lead Harry up the stairs and turned left down a hallway. He opened the first door to the right and let Harry in.

The room was beautiful. Draco's bed was in the center of the farthest wall from the door, allowing access to both sides, the comforter was a dark forest green, and it looked to be made of clouds. The bed had a canopy of flowing silver silk. The carpet that covered the stone floor was almost as large as the room itself. It had a pattern in silver embroidered all along each length of the sides. There was a desk opposite Draco's bed against the wall, and two nightstands on either side of the bed.

"Holy shit..." Harry's jaw was wide open.

Draco was on his way to the bed and he sat down on it. Harry rushed over towards Draco after he had locked the door and put a silencing spell on the room, he had a feeling that he didn't want this conversation to be heard – suddenly, he was thankful that the next day was a Saturday.

Draco was silent as he sat on the bed with his head in his hands. Harry kneeled down infront of him and wasn't sure if he was supposed to touch him or not, so he placed his hands on his own knees. Draco looked up; tears were running down his cheeks. Harry silently moved to kiss Draco's tears away. Draco uttered a laugh and smiled.

"God that was frightening wasn't it?"

Harry smiled. "Slightly."

"Slightly? I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest!"

"Well it didn't, did it? You're fine, I'm fine, they're shocked shitless."

Draco smiled. Harry got up, sat down near the pillows on the bed, and beckoned Draco to come sit beside him. Draco instead, laid down, placed his head between Harry's crossed legs, and looked up at the canopy. Harry started to smooth Draco's hair with his fingers smiling. They were silent for a decent amount of time.

"I don't think I would have been able to do that with anyone but you," Draco got up and sat cross-legged infront of Harry so that their knees were touching. He took Harry's hands in his and intertwined their fingers as he bent forward to kiss him. It was a light peck, and it wasn't to go further. "Thank-you."

Harry smiled as they rested their foreheads against each other's. "... We don't have to go through this if it makes you that upset." Harry wasn't sure if that was the right thing to say. Draco flipped his hair out of his face and smiled at Harry, still holding his hands.

"It didn't make me upset. It just gave me a huge rush. I wouldn't change that for the world." He leaned forward and kissed Harry again, only this kiss was longer. Draco ventured to lightly stroke Harry's tongue with his. Harry responded quickly. Draco leaned back and looked into Harry's eyes, he untangled their fingers and moved to take Harry's glasses off. He set the glasses lightly on the bedside table. "You have beautiful eyes, Harry. You shouldn't hide them behind glasses."

Harry smiled. "Thank-you..."

Draco sat and stared into Harry's eyes a moment longer before leaning over and pushing Harry back onto the bed. He hovered overtop of Harry and began to kiss his neck. A moan escaped from Harry as he bit his lip.

"Drake... should we – should we be doing this so soon..." Harry moaned again and moved to kiss Draco's lips. Draco stopped just millimeters from Harry's lips.

"...Only if you want to. The ball is in your court." Harry answered the question with a kiss. He ran his hands along Draco's chest, until he reached his shoulders. It was then that he realized that they were both in togas. Harry burst out laughing. Draco immediately stopped and looked at Harry. "Why are you laughing?"

"Because we're both in dresses!"

Draco looked down and began to laugh. He laughed for a few moments longer until he realized that Harry had started to slip the toga off of Draco's shoulders. With a smile on his face, he helped Harry with the rest, kissing as they went, they somehow ended up standing.

Harry had successfully gotten the toga off of Draco, and looked at the nearly naked boy. Harry's eyes traveled from Draco's toes and up his legs. His gaze wavered slightly when it reached Draco's crotch. Harry's eyebrows went up quickly as he looked at Draco's face. Harry smiled and walked towards him.

"You're still dressed."

"That I am." He stopped a couple feet from Draco. "Care to change that?"

"Very much so."

Draco walked around Harry and ran his hand along his back. He kissed the back of Harry's neck and watched his skin rise with goose bumps. Draco smiled to himself. He moved his hands down Harry's back – he could feel his muscles underneath the thin fabric tighten. He slowly started to undo the piece of rope that Harry had used as a belt, and threw it to the ground as he walked infront of Harry; careful to make sure his hands lingered over his butt as he walked. Harry's skin started to rise again. His touch was feather light. Draco pushed his body against Harry's and whispered in his ear. "Don't be afraid of me Harry... I won't hurt you."

Harry made a slight grunting noise as he smiled and looked to the ground. Draco smiled and bent down to grab the bottom of the toga still on Harry's body. He started to lift it over Harry's head and smiled as the fabric revealed his body. Draco was surprised at Harry's shape. Then again, Harry did play Quidditch – he had to be in shape. Harry lifted his arms in the air as Draco lifted the toga over his head. He threw the fabric aside and smiled.

Harry's cheeks had gone red as Draco looked at his well-toned body. Harry suddenly moved forward and ran his hands down Draco's chest, when they reached his groin lines he moved them back and tucked his fingers into the back of Draco's boxers, pulled Draco towards him and leaned forward to kiss his collarbone. Draco moaned.

Draco ran his hands along Harry's arms, over his shoulders and found his hair. He took a hold of Harry's head and moved it upwards so he could kiss him. Harry's heart began to race as he stopped the kiss and moved his hands up towards Draco's shoulder blades. "Draco... I love you..."

Draco whispered back, "I love you too, Harry."

Harry smiled against Draco's hair and started to move his hands down Draco's back again until he reached his boxers. "This is okay...?" Draco merely nodded, not able to form any words. Harry smiled as he started to pull down Draco's boxers. Harry's eyes went wide once he had gotten then off.

"Oh my..."

Draco looked down and went red. He looked at the ceiling smiling and rolling his eyes. He then looked at Harry; his eyes were still quite large.

"No wonder you're a Slytherin – it's-"

Draco laughed. Harry suddenly realized how it must look to see your boyfriend with his eyes huge looking down. "Oh God... I'm sorry..." Harry's cheeks were bright red when he looked up.

"It's all right – as long as you're happy about it."

Harry gulped. "Oh... I am..."

"Good. Now I want to see just how cocky you are."

Harry stopped, and began to smile. "Your lead."

"...Indeed."

Draco slid his hands down the front of Harry's boxer's smiling. He began to tug at his boxers until he had them around Harry's ankles. While he was down there, he took the opportunity to say some truly romantic words.

"Holy shit..."

"What was that?"

Draco quickly looked up. His pale cheeks were slightly pink. "Nothing..."

Harry smiled and took Draco's hand. He led him over towards the bed. Harry let Draco lay down on the bed first, and was suddenly really glad he had put the silencing spell on the room. Harry straddled Draco and began to kiss his neck. Draco ran his hands along Harry's back.

Draco spoke in-between kisses. "Is... there... can... we..."

"I cast a silencing spell on the room. Yes."

Harry moved down between Draco's legs and looked up into his eyes. "This is the part where you will have to listen to every word I say, and obey them, alright?" Draco merely nodded; he wasn't sure what Harry was going to do – but he had a vague idea. Harry smiled. "Good."

Harry kissed the region around Draco's penis and slowly moved his way up the shaft with short quick kisses. Harry stopped at the head of his penis and looked up at Draco. His head was leaned back and his eyes were closed. He was breathing quickly and was clenching the fabric on the bed. "I want you to hold your breath until I tell you to let it go." Draco nodded quickly and took in a breath.

Harry continued to lick and suck at the head of Draco's penis. Harry placed his lips over the head of Draco's penis and decided that he was going to lightly hum and see what it would do. As he hummed, he looked up at Draco. Draco's eyes were wide open as was his mouth. His back was arched and if the sheets had been alive, they would have been crushed to death by his grip on them. No sound came from Draco's mouth – he was obediently holding his breath. "Good boy..." Harry thought as Draco's legs started to squirm as Harry continued. Harry hummed a little bit louder and Draco looked down at Harry. His eyes were completely shrouded with passion; the look on his face was priceless. Harry looked up, and nodded his head, not stopping.

"OH MY BLOODY GOD!" Draco screamed out and moaned he was trying his best not to squirm. The low groans that escaped from Draco's throat caused blood to rush to Harry's groin. It was hard for Harry to keep control over the situation, but he somehow managed to. Harry kept Draco on the edge of orgasm for well over 20 minutes - 20 amazing and very loud minutes. After he finally ejaculated, Draco lay on the bed panting as Harry crawled towards him with a smile on his face.

"Jesus Harry... that... that was......" Draco's face was red and his body shone with sweat. He couldn't say the rest of the sentence. Harry smiled. He let Draco recover for a few minutes.

"That was your welcome for the earring."

"For that tiny earring I got that...?"

Harry nodded and smiled. "That's just one of the tricks I have up my sleeve." He winked.

"You know more? I would be happy with just that for the rest of my life... it was amazing."

Harry laughed and started to kiss Draco. They were kissing passionately when Draco slowly moved his hand down Harry's chest, and stopped at his crotch – preparing to return the favor. Draco started to move his hand up and down on Harry's shaft and continued to kiss him. Harry emitted a low moan into Draco's mouth and his lips stopped moving. Draco took the opportunity to move down Harry's body. He kissed every inch of him that he could until he reached his navel. He tentatively stuck his tongue inside it quickly before he let his tongue trail down to Harry's crotch, enjoying the salty flavor of Harry's skin.

When he reached Harry's penis he placed his lips over the top and began to work his magic. He paid attention to the crevice just underneath the tip of his penis with his tongue, still moving his hand up and down Harry's shaft. He decided to try humming like Harry did, and was delighted to receive a screaming moan when he did so. Draco seemed to have practiced oral sex more often than Harry did, and managed to keep him on the edge of orgasm for well over 30 minutes. When Draco finally let Harry ejaculate – it was accompanied by a very loud scream. Draco smiled and moved towards Harry's face, kissing his chest randomly as he moved.

Harry lay on the bed with his eyes closed breathing very rapidly. Harry finally opened his eyes to see that Draco was lying on his side beside Harry with a soft smile on his face. Harry smiled and moved closer towards Draco so that their skin was touching.

"I definitely love you now if I didn't before..." he spoke into Draco's chest. Draco only laughed as he smoothed Harry's hair.

"What do you say to a shower...?"

Harry lay on the bed for a moment taking in Draco's scent before he answered. "... Sounds good to me."

Harry leaned up and kissed Draco's nose as he got up and walked towards the bathroom. Draco lay on the bed a moment longer and watched Harry walk away. "Quidditch definitely does the body good..." Draco laughed softly as he got up and followed Harry.

After they showered, and cleaned the bed – the boys lay in each other's arms breathing evenly and slowly. Harry was wearing a pair of Draco's pajamas – he decided that he was going to take them in the morning. Harry sighed as he curled up next to Draco.

"Goodnight..."

There was no answer. Harry looked over at Draco - he was sleeping. Harry laughed softly and kissed his slightly open lips before he fell asleep himself.