The students took their seats at the respected house tables. Moments later
the great oak doors flew open framing Professor McGonogall with a herd of
frightened looking first years behind. Harry remembered all too well his
first year and how he had been so frightened of what task might arise to
sort them into the houses. It had always bothered him that the Sorting Hat
had so deeply considered putting him in Slytherin, but it was proved on
countless occasions the true Gryffindor he was.
"Now if you'll all get into a straight line here." Instructed McGonagall "When I call your name you will sit on the stool and place the hat upon your head."
With that the sorting began. Harry clapped as hard as the rest as many new students were sorted into Gryffindor. As the last of the first years sat next to their new house mates Dumbledore stood. This was all it took for the hall to go quiet. The headmaster opened his arms wide and smiled.
"Tuck in!"
At his words the golden plates all around filled with food. Immediately Ron grabbed for the nearest plate of chicken legs and began to eat. The trio all looked up and smiled as Nearly Headless Nick wafted by their table. Well I guess you couldn't call the shape Ron's face turned into as a distinguishable smile but through the mouthful of chicken Nick could tell.
"Good summer Nick?" inquired Harry of the translucent figure.
"Same as usual," replied Nick in his usual gloomy voice "Peeves attempted to cause havoc on the first years dormitories. I guarantee you Filch is not in a good mood, Spent the whole day cleaning."
Argus Filch was the caretaker of Hogwarts. Along with his constant war against the student his life was constantly made harder by the resident poltergeist, Peeves.
The feast was wonderful as usual. The trio sat full to bursting as Dumbledore stood again. "As usual I must remind you all the forbidden forest is off limits to all students, and the list of objects not allowed in the corridors can be found on Mr. Filch's office door. With that I bade you all a good night."
The hall was soon filled with the sound of shuffling feet as the sea of students milled its way to the doors. Hermione and Ron departed to help show the new Gryffindors to their dormitory.
Harry walked happily with Ginny and Neville up the great stone steps. It was amazing how much better he felt just being inside the castle walls. Upon reaching the portrait of the Fat Lady Harry, Ginny, and Neville stood frozen. They had forgotten to get a password from a prefect. Their dilemma was instantly solved at the picture swung open revealing a harassed looking Hermione. "I was wondering where you three had gotten to" she said stepping back to let them pass through.
All three murmured their thanks to Hermione. Then saying their goodnights in turn all Gryffindors climbed up to their rooms. Harry and Neville entered to find Ron, Seamus, and Dean already fast asleep on their four poster beds. Quickly and quietly Neville and Harry dressed and slid under the heavy covers of the beds. As Harry's head fell against the soft pillows his last thought was of a pair of liquid silver eyes.
Many floors below in the dungeon dormitories those liquid eyes were not having as easy of a time falling asleep. Draco's mind was filled with thoughts of Death Eaters and a messy mop of black hair which framed a thin face holding the sole mark that his family was against. Why on earth was he thinking of that idiot Harry Potter anyway?
Resigning to the fact that he had been lonely all summer, that must be what caused these feelings to turn from anger to a softer expression, Draco let himself drift into an uneasy sleep.
Draco heard the sound of soft footfalls behind him and turned to have his steely silver gaze be met with the green eyes of that special Gryffindor. Both boys stood transfixed, staring at each other, neither knowing what to do and to scared to be the one to make the first move. Draco could feel his hands tremble slightly as he lifted his foot and took a step towards the raven haired male in front of him.
Harry didn't even flinch as Draco took one step then another towards him. It seemed Draco an eternity before he finally reached Harry. He held out a tremulous hand and cupped Harry's cheek gently in it. Draco's resolution finally broke as he pulled the green eyed beauty towards him and placed his lips gently upon the other boys.
The kiss was so gently, so soft, and so brief. Draco pulled back to see Harry smiling sheepishly at him. Draco pulled the other boy back for another kiss, being less gentle this time. He ran his tongue along Harry's bottom lip till he opened his mouth. The two boys let their tongues explore each other mouths. As the kiss deepened Draco pulled Harry close to him till their bodies were pressing firmly against one another's. Draco felt it wasn't enough; he was so empty he wanted all of Harry at that moment.
Both sets of hands roamed furiously over each others removing both shirts that hindered their contact. The skin on skin felt electrifying to Draco, Harry felt so smooth and so comforting. Both boys broke apart letting themselves take in gulps of air, but Draco couldn't seem to stand it. It seemed as though he had wanted this for years, now that he finally had it he wouldn't let it go.
Draco pressed his lips firmly back on Harry's and felt the other boys strong hands snake into the back pockets of his tight fitting blue jeans. Draco moaned longingly into Harry's mouth as Harry pushed on his backside causing both boys beginning erections to rub against each other between the layers of fabric.
The Slytherin pulled his mouth away from Harry's and began kissing all down his neck. The taste was addicting to Draco, he licked, nipped, and sucked at Harry's flesh eliciting the second moan to be heard come from the depths of the Gryffindor's throat. Draco lifted his gaze to meet that of the emerald orbs he was already starting to love.
Harry's lips were red and slightly swollen, the already messy hair tousled in all directions, his eyes smoldering with a deep passion and lust for Draco. Draco kissed Harry again, he could hardly stand this need he had for the boy in his arms. It was threatening to burst from his skin which was too constrained to hold it all.
"Let me be in you Harry" Draco whispered against the sweet smelling skin of Harry's cheek.
Harry merely nodded, "Yes Draco."
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~: ~:~:~:~:~:~: A/N: Thank you so much to all my reviewers, you motivate me to write more. I'm sorry this chapter took so long to write but I've been so busy with school. I'll attempt to get the next chapter out as quick as possible. You're input is really great. ^_______^
"Now if you'll all get into a straight line here." Instructed McGonagall "When I call your name you will sit on the stool and place the hat upon your head."
With that the sorting began. Harry clapped as hard as the rest as many new students were sorted into Gryffindor. As the last of the first years sat next to their new house mates Dumbledore stood. This was all it took for the hall to go quiet. The headmaster opened his arms wide and smiled.
"Tuck in!"
At his words the golden plates all around filled with food. Immediately Ron grabbed for the nearest plate of chicken legs and began to eat. The trio all looked up and smiled as Nearly Headless Nick wafted by their table. Well I guess you couldn't call the shape Ron's face turned into as a distinguishable smile but through the mouthful of chicken Nick could tell.
"Good summer Nick?" inquired Harry of the translucent figure.
"Same as usual," replied Nick in his usual gloomy voice "Peeves attempted to cause havoc on the first years dormitories. I guarantee you Filch is not in a good mood, Spent the whole day cleaning."
Argus Filch was the caretaker of Hogwarts. Along with his constant war against the student his life was constantly made harder by the resident poltergeist, Peeves.
The feast was wonderful as usual. The trio sat full to bursting as Dumbledore stood again. "As usual I must remind you all the forbidden forest is off limits to all students, and the list of objects not allowed in the corridors can be found on Mr. Filch's office door. With that I bade you all a good night."
The hall was soon filled with the sound of shuffling feet as the sea of students milled its way to the doors. Hermione and Ron departed to help show the new Gryffindors to their dormitory.
Harry walked happily with Ginny and Neville up the great stone steps. It was amazing how much better he felt just being inside the castle walls. Upon reaching the portrait of the Fat Lady Harry, Ginny, and Neville stood frozen. They had forgotten to get a password from a prefect. Their dilemma was instantly solved at the picture swung open revealing a harassed looking Hermione. "I was wondering where you three had gotten to" she said stepping back to let them pass through.
All three murmured their thanks to Hermione. Then saying their goodnights in turn all Gryffindors climbed up to their rooms. Harry and Neville entered to find Ron, Seamus, and Dean already fast asleep on their four poster beds. Quickly and quietly Neville and Harry dressed and slid under the heavy covers of the beds. As Harry's head fell against the soft pillows his last thought was of a pair of liquid silver eyes.
Many floors below in the dungeon dormitories those liquid eyes were not having as easy of a time falling asleep. Draco's mind was filled with thoughts of Death Eaters and a messy mop of black hair which framed a thin face holding the sole mark that his family was against. Why on earth was he thinking of that idiot Harry Potter anyway?
Resigning to the fact that he had been lonely all summer, that must be what caused these feelings to turn from anger to a softer expression, Draco let himself drift into an uneasy sleep.
Draco heard the sound of soft footfalls behind him and turned to have his steely silver gaze be met with the green eyes of that special Gryffindor. Both boys stood transfixed, staring at each other, neither knowing what to do and to scared to be the one to make the first move. Draco could feel his hands tremble slightly as he lifted his foot and took a step towards the raven haired male in front of him.
Harry didn't even flinch as Draco took one step then another towards him. It seemed Draco an eternity before he finally reached Harry. He held out a tremulous hand and cupped Harry's cheek gently in it. Draco's resolution finally broke as he pulled the green eyed beauty towards him and placed his lips gently upon the other boys.
The kiss was so gently, so soft, and so brief. Draco pulled back to see Harry smiling sheepishly at him. Draco pulled the other boy back for another kiss, being less gentle this time. He ran his tongue along Harry's bottom lip till he opened his mouth. The two boys let their tongues explore each other mouths. As the kiss deepened Draco pulled Harry close to him till their bodies were pressing firmly against one another's. Draco felt it wasn't enough; he was so empty he wanted all of Harry at that moment.
Both sets of hands roamed furiously over each others removing both shirts that hindered their contact. The skin on skin felt electrifying to Draco, Harry felt so smooth and so comforting. Both boys broke apart letting themselves take in gulps of air, but Draco couldn't seem to stand it. It seemed as though he had wanted this for years, now that he finally had it he wouldn't let it go.
Draco pressed his lips firmly back on Harry's and felt the other boys strong hands snake into the back pockets of his tight fitting blue jeans. Draco moaned longingly into Harry's mouth as Harry pushed on his backside causing both boys beginning erections to rub against each other between the layers of fabric.
The Slytherin pulled his mouth away from Harry's and began kissing all down his neck. The taste was addicting to Draco, he licked, nipped, and sucked at Harry's flesh eliciting the second moan to be heard come from the depths of the Gryffindor's throat. Draco lifted his gaze to meet that of the emerald orbs he was already starting to love.
Harry's lips were red and slightly swollen, the already messy hair tousled in all directions, his eyes smoldering with a deep passion and lust for Draco. Draco kissed Harry again, he could hardly stand this need he had for the boy in his arms. It was threatening to burst from his skin which was too constrained to hold it all.
"Let me be in you Harry" Draco whispered against the sweet smelling skin of Harry's cheek.
Harry merely nodded, "Yes Draco."
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~: ~:~:~:~:~:~: A/N: Thank you so much to all my reviewers, you motivate me to write more. I'm sorry this chapter took so long to write but I've been so busy with school. I'll attempt to get the next chapter out as quick as possible. You're input is really great. ^_______^