Chapter four
Sunshine filtered in through the window. Draco smiled lazily, gazing down at the beautiful face resting on his chest. He was overwhelmed by love and his breath caught in his throat at the beauty of Harry as his eyelids fluttered open.
"Good morning, sunshine," Draco whispered.
"Sunshine?" Harry questioned.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…" c'mon Harry, you know the song…
"Wait a minute," Harry sat up in bed. "You know a muggle song?"
"Uhhh… yeah, I bullied a Hufflepuff first year into giving me her muggle CD player and she had that CD inside it. I was just curious…I meant to give it back. What?" he added, seeing the look on Harry's face. "It's not like I was able to ask politely, is it? She would have run away!" Draco demanded, defensively. Harry merely laughed.
"Nothing, my love, I'm just amused at the thought of you dancing around in your boxers singing that song." Draco blushed.
"I never!" Draco protested.
"Too bad… I would have been thoroughly turned on," Harry admitted.
"Well…that can be achieved by other means," Draco said, burying his face in Harry's neck and planting wet kisses down it. He reached a particularly sensitive spot and grinned when he heard Harry gasp. He diligently began sucking, hard at that spot. Harry moaned with pleasure and shivered happily when Draco, content with the achieved level of red, softly blew on it. Harry cupped his hands around Draco's chin and pulled him up into a passionate kiss.
"I'd say it worked," Draco whispered, feeling Harry's bulge underneath him.
Draco began to make his way down Harry's chest, kissing and licking. He stopped momentarily when he reached Harry's hips, looking up to Harry's face for permission. Harry's eyes were closed and anticipation and pleasure were written all over his face. Draco took this as a 'yes' and proceeded to take Harry's length into his mouth. He withdrew, sucking, then planted kisses and licks all over it, before taking it into his mouth again and moving slowly up and down, sucking. Harry's loud moans encouraged Draco, and he moved faster and faster, until Harry came into his mouth. Draco swallowed, savoring the taste, and moved up to kiss him. Harry felt Draco and realised he needed to return the favour. He smiled, and reversed their positions.
"Wow," Draco breathed.
"Yeah," Harry replied, settling down to curl up next to Draco, catching his breath.
Draco snuggled closer and whispered: "Harry I'm so in love with you, I don't ever want this moment to end."
"mmmm," Harry agreed, stroking Draco's hair.
Draco rolled over to face Harry, and they gazed at each other, happily, until they were interrupted by a loud banging on the door.
"Get up, you two! We'll be late for breakfast if you don't get your lazy arses down here soon!" It was Ron.
Harry and Draco both groaned, before sharing a swift but passionate kiss and getting out of bed.
Harry reached the bathroom door at the same time as Draco. They both grinned.
"You first," Harry said.
"No, you," Draco insisted.
"Why don't we both go, then?" Harry suggested, with a sparkle in his eye.
Half a steamy hour later, the boys emerged, dressed and ready to go, only to find that they'd been deserted. They walked into the hall, hand in hand, but stopped when the reached the doors to the great hall. They both spoke at once
"What should we-"
"Do you want to hide it?"
"No," Harry said firmly. "I don't want to keep it secret. It would only tear us apart. They'll have to deal with it sooner or later."
Draco visibly relaxed; if Harry had wanted to hide it, Draco may have thought it wasn't serious. This way, he felt reassured that Harry felt as strongly as he did.
They walked into the hall, holding hands, and…