Chapter 3
Classes had gone by for the last two weeks as if neither of them were actually in the classrooms. Both were out in their own little worlds. Draco thinking about Leo, and Harry having his dreams and still wondering what Ravus was talking about on the train.
Draco hadn't seen Leo in two weeks, but being at a school he really didn't think that a huge lion could roam freely around. But he missed having him purr on his bed and help him feel safe. He couldn't sit around anymore, he knew he couldn't get to sleep so he thought he would get up and take a walk outside.
Harry woke up at 2:00am and didn't feel like he did this summer. He was feeling restless not relaxed, calm, and safe as he had in his dreams. He couldn't place it but his dreams weren't as vivid and often as they used to be. So he did the only thing he could to feel that way again. He went flying. Harry didn't need his cloak for it was still slightly warm outside, gathered his Firebolt and invisible cloak making his way outside to the pitch. Once outside he threw the cloak off and kicked off the ground. After flying for 30 minutes he came close to the ground and peeled his shirt off he sweat soaked body, threw it on the cloak and soared up again.
Draco was walking by the lake looking at the near full moon when he noticed someone was flying at the pitch. 'Who could be flying around this early in the morning?' As he got closer he noticed it was a guy. 'Gorgeous' the way the moonlight was reflecting off his skin making him look like an angel. Standing in the shadows he watched the beauty fly as if he was free. He didn't realize who it was until they came to the ground to land. There he noticed he was shirtless, and wow what an amazing body. When the boy got closer to pick up his shirt the moonlight finally hit his face. 'POTTER!'
Harry grabbed his shirt and cloak and made his way to the changing rooms to take a shower. He was to hot, sweaty, and tired to wait to shower later this morning or even when he got back to the tower. After he got into the changing rooms, Harry went to grab a few fully towels and placed them on the bench next to the showers. He slowly peeled off his jeans then his boxers said hello to Ravus, whom he could feel finally moving around on his back. Walked into the showers and turn on the hot water. Stepping under the running water he felt it roll down his body and over his muscles. Closing his eyes, leaning his head back he tried to remember the guy in his dream. His perfect match?! Then he remembered Ravus words about Draco. It couldn't be. He placed Draco's face with he one he could remember and he started to see the similarities in the two boys.
Draco walked quietly into the changing rooms right as he heard the shower come on. Leo came up to Draco's neck and whispered to him. It's him isn't it? What are you talking about? The real version of me Draco. Look into his eyes and tell me that's not Leo Draco peeked around the corner and watched the site before him. Harry Potter naked in a shower. It was a beautiful site. 'Damn he is sexy.. wait a second. What is that?' As Harry turned his back to Draco he noticed something on Harry's back. A dragon sleeping. He could even see the puffs of smoke. Silver and black. It was magnificent. He was snapped out of his thoughts by Harry saying Draco, no moaning his name. He must be dreaming. No way would the Harry Potter be moaning Draco Malfoy's name. Yet he was, and Draco couldn't keep his off Harry.
Warning: Slight Lemons
Harry couldn't help himself from becoming hard at the thought of the beautiful boy panting underneath him while he bonded with him and made him his. Slowly stroking his shaft up and down, faster and harder, tell he could feel himself getting close. He came hard with Draco's name on his lips. Rinsing off he turned off the water and went to grab a towel. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of silver hair and a black cloak. As the door closed Ravus said to Harry. That was him, that was me. He was watching you, didn't you feel the pull between you two? No I didn't know he was there. What do I do? Go see him.. in your dreams
End Warning
Draco ran as fast as he could back to his room. Panting as he fell onto the bed. He couldn't believe it. The Boy-Who-Lived was wanking off to him, and I liked it. He looked down and noticed the strain in his pants from the shower scene. 'Merlin that was hot.' After undressing he laid on top of the covers. He closed his curtains and placed a privacy and silencing charm on his bed. He began to go through the images he just witnessed and started to relieve his problem. Relaxed finally he fell asleep to a dream and a meeting he waited two weeks for.
Classes had gone by for the last two weeks as if neither of them were actually in the classrooms. Both were out in their own little worlds. Draco thinking about Leo, and Harry having his dreams and still wondering what Ravus was talking about on the train.
Draco hadn't seen Leo in two weeks, but being at a school he really didn't think that a huge lion could roam freely around. But he missed having him purr on his bed and help him feel safe. He couldn't sit around anymore, he knew he couldn't get to sleep so he thought he would get up and take a walk outside.
Harry woke up at 2:00am and didn't feel like he did this summer. He was feeling restless not relaxed, calm, and safe as he had in his dreams. He couldn't place it but his dreams weren't as vivid and often as they used to be. So he did the only thing he could to feel that way again. He went flying. Harry didn't need his cloak for it was still slightly warm outside, gathered his Firebolt and invisible cloak making his way outside to the pitch. Once outside he threw the cloak off and kicked off the ground. After flying for 30 minutes he came close to the ground and peeled his shirt off he sweat soaked body, threw it on the cloak and soared up again.
Draco was walking by the lake looking at the near full moon when he noticed someone was flying at the pitch. 'Who could be flying around this early in the morning?' As he got closer he noticed it was a guy. 'Gorgeous' the way the moonlight was reflecting off his skin making him look like an angel. Standing in the shadows he watched the beauty fly as if he was free. He didn't realize who it was until they came to the ground to land. There he noticed he was shirtless, and wow what an amazing body. When the boy got closer to pick up his shirt the moonlight finally hit his face. 'POTTER!'
Harry grabbed his shirt and cloak and made his way to the changing rooms to take a shower. He was to hot, sweaty, and tired to wait to shower later this morning or even when he got back to the tower. After he got into the changing rooms, Harry went to grab a few fully towels and placed them on the bench next to the showers. He slowly peeled off his jeans then his boxers said hello to Ravus, whom he could feel finally moving around on his back. Walked into the showers and turn on the hot water. Stepping under the running water he felt it roll down his body and over his muscles. Closing his eyes, leaning his head back he tried to remember the guy in his dream. His perfect match?! Then he remembered Ravus words about Draco. It couldn't be. He placed Draco's face with he one he could remember and he started to see the similarities in the two boys.
Draco walked quietly into the changing rooms right as he heard the shower come on. Leo came up to Draco's neck and whispered to him. It's him isn't it? What are you talking about? The real version of me Draco. Look into his eyes and tell me that's not Leo Draco peeked around the corner and watched the site before him. Harry Potter naked in a shower. It was a beautiful site. 'Damn he is sexy.. wait a second. What is that?' As Harry turned his back to Draco he noticed something on Harry's back. A dragon sleeping. He could even see the puffs of smoke. Silver and black. It was magnificent. He was snapped out of his thoughts by Harry saying Draco, no moaning his name. He must be dreaming. No way would the Harry Potter be moaning Draco Malfoy's name. Yet he was, and Draco couldn't keep his off Harry.
Warning: Slight Lemons
Harry couldn't help himself from becoming hard at the thought of the beautiful boy panting underneath him while he bonded with him and made him his. Slowly stroking his shaft up and down, faster and harder, tell he could feel himself getting close. He came hard with Draco's name on his lips. Rinsing off he turned off the water and went to grab a towel. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of silver hair and a black cloak. As the door closed Ravus said to Harry. That was him, that was me. He was watching you, didn't you feel the pull between you two? No I didn't know he was there. What do I do? Go see him.. in your dreams
End Warning
Draco ran as fast as he could back to his room. Panting as he fell onto the bed. He couldn't believe it. The Boy-Who-Lived was wanking off to him, and I liked it. He looked down and noticed the strain in his pants from the shower scene. 'Merlin that was hot.' After undressing he laid on top of the covers. He closed his curtains and placed a privacy and silencing charm on his bed. He began to go through the images he just witnessed and started to relieve his problem. Relaxed finally he fell asleep to a dream and a meeting he waited two weeks for.