Forever by Alliance Webb
Chapter Two
The Prefects' Restroom
A day passed and all Draco could think about was Oliver. Those feelings that he felt - were they real? He just wanted to see that face once more - looking into those eyes once more - run his fingers through that hair once more. The day passed slowly and by the time dinner came Draco would have jumped up on the faculty table and have told the entire student body what had happened if it would give him the chance to be with Oliver again. As he was walking alone to the Great Hall a hand shot out of the boy's restroom and he found himself back against the wall inside the restroom with those perfect lips pressed against his. It lasted only a second when Oliver stepped back and stared into his eyes.
"Can I see you again?" he asked praying to God he'd say yes.
All Draco could do was smile and nod his head.
Oliver's heart flew as a smile spread across his face. "Here's directions and the password to the prefects restroom, meet me there two days from now at 11:00 at night," Oliver said.
Draco's heart was racing as he nodded back, but something was bothering him. "Is this right?" he asked afraid of what was happening.
Oliver was taken aback by this, but he understood. "I don't know if this is right," he said finally. "But if it's a sin, then I still don't want to stop. It feels right by me and I don't want this feeling to go away," he stared into Draco's eyes and in his heart every word he said was true.
Draco smiled again and ran his fingers across Oliver's tight abs. "I'll be there," he said as he took a step forward and turned to leave, his heart flying and skip in his step. Could he wait that long?
Oliver left the restroom shortly after and made his way to the Great Hall. His heart was singing.
So now he was here, his heart pounding as he walked through the halls. Would Draco be there? He had hardly seen Draco in the past two days and his heart was so empty. So many times he wanted to scream out to the world that he was in love with draco Malfoy. He wanted to see him so terribly bad and he quickened his pace. He turned into the restroom quickly saying the password, his heart pounding, he happily entered and looked around. His shoulder fell when he found himself alone. He looked at his watch. "I'm three minutes early," he said, convincing himself. What if he doesn't show? He asked himself. His heart began to fall. The feelings he had felt were so wonderful, they couldn't just be gone like that. His head fell to his watch. '10:57...10:58...10:59...11:00...11:01...11:02..." he counted in his head. He lifted his head sadly and proceeded to walk to the exit, his heart aching and a tear almost forming in his eye. As he took a step forward, however, a head appeared around the corner, that beautiful bleached blonde hair hanging over his eyes. Draco's sparkling eyes glowed back at him. Oliver's heart skipped a beat and that beautiful smile formed across his lips.
Draco's beaming reply spread across his lips. Their eyes locked in a loving stare. Draco stepped forward holding an apple in his hands. "I still can't get this to work," Draco said setting the apple down on the sink. He lifted his had saying the proper words and rapidly moving his wand adding the proper whish at the end. The apple spun around and whistled for a few seconds then sat still on the table.
Oliver's face shined with adoration. "No, you see, you're doing everything fine except that your final swish," he walked forward and stood behind him. Grabbing Draco's hand holding the wand, Oliver set his head on Draco's shoulder. "See, you have to relax your body," Oliver then moved their hands and whispered the words. The apple turned into an orange with no whistling. "See, it's all in relaxing, taking a deep breath, and diving in," he said.
While he was saying this Draco slowly turned to face Oliver.
"Just - like - that," he said slowing moving his hands to the front belt loops of Draco's pants. He slowly began to walk backward pulling Draco behind him until his own back was against the wall.
Draco lifted his arms, dropping his wand, and placed them on the wall just next to Oliver's head. The wand sparked a few times as Draco stood tiptoed and gently placed his lips on Liver's. Oliver took a deep breath as he leaned into the kiss. Their lips pressed together in a lock of love. A sweet wonderful kiss that made their souls unite. Draco placed his hands on Oliver's face, pulling back and quickly kissing him once more. "Just like that?" he smiled.
"Just like that," Oliver said reaching his hands up to touch Draco's. e grabbed Draco's hands and bright them one at a time to his lips kissing them. He hen brought their hands down releasing his left hand. He turned around pulling Draco behind him toward a large window looking over the lake. He sat down on the seat ledge and pulled Draco onto the seat sitting him between his legs and crossing his arm over Draco's stomach. Draco rested his head on Oliver's chest, his right hand laying on Oliver's leg. He bent his left knee to allow Oliver to place his hand on his knee. They lay there and stared at the stars feeling on another's heart's beat late into the night in perfect harmony.
a/n: please review!
Chapter Two
The Prefects' Restroom
A day passed and all Draco could think about was Oliver. Those feelings that he felt - were they real? He just wanted to see that face once more - looking into those eyes once more - run his fingers through that hair once more. The day passed slowly and by the time dinner came Draco would have jumped up on the faculty table and have told the entire student body what had happened if it would give him the chance to be with Oliver again. As he was walking alone to the Great Hall a hand shot out of the boy's restroom and he found himself back against the wall inside the restroom with those perfect lips pressed against his. It lasted only a second when Oliver stepped back and stared into his eyes.
"Can I see you again?" he asked praying to God he'd say yes.
All Draco could do was smile and nod his head.
Oliver's heart flew as a smile spread across his face. "Here's directions and the password to the prefects restroom, meet me there two days from now at 11:00 at night," Oliver said.
Draco's heart was racing as he nodded back, but something was bothering him. "Is this right?" he asked afraid of what was happening.
Oliver was taken aback by this, but he understood. "I don't know if this is right," he said finally. "But if it's a sin, then I still don't want to stop. It feels right by me and I don't want this feeling to go away," he stared into Draco's eyes and in his heart every word he said was true.
Draco smiled again and ran his fingers across Oliver's tight abs. "I'll be there," he said as he took a step forward and turned to leave, his heart flying and skip in his step. Could he wait that long?
Oliver left the restroom shortly after and made his way to the Great Hall. His heart was singing.
So now he was here, his heart pounding as he walked through the halls. Would Draco be there? He had hardly seen Draco in the past two days and his heart was so empty. So many times he wanted to scream out to the world that he was in love with draco Malfoy. He wanted to see him so terribly bad and he quickened his pace. He turned into the restroom quickly saying the password, his heart pounding, he happily entered and looked around. His shoulder fell when he found himself alone. He looked at his watch. "I'm three minutes early," he said, convincing himself. What if he doesn't show? He asked himself. His heart began to fall. The feelings he had felt were so wonderful, they couldn't just be gone like that. His head fell to his watch. '10:57...10:58...10:59...11:00...11:01...11:02..." he counted in his head. He lifted his head sadly and proceeded to walk to the exit, his heart aching and a tear almost forming in his eye. As he took a step forward, however, a head appeared around the corner, that beautiful bleached blonde hair hanging over his eyes. Draco's sparkling eyes glowed back at him. Oliver's heart skipped a beat and that beautiful smile formed across his lips.
Draco's beaming reply spread across his lips. Their eyes locked in a loving stare. Draco stepped forward holding an apple in his hands. "I still can't get this to work," Draco said setting the apple down on the sink. He lifted his had saying the proper words and rapidly moving his wand adding the proper whish at the end. The apple spun around and whistled for a few seconds then sat still on the table.
Oliver's face shined with adoration. "No, you see, you're doing everything fine except that your final swish," he walked forward and stood behind him. Grabbing Draco's hand holding the wand, Oliver set his head on Draco's shoulder. "See, you have to relax your body," Oliver then moved their hands and whispered the words. The apple turned into an orange with no whistling. "See, it's all in relaxing, taking a deep breath, and diving in," he said.
While he was saying this Draco slowly turned to face Oliver.
"Just - like - that," he said slowing moving his hands to the front belt loops of Draco's pants. He slowly began to walk backward pulling Draco behind him until his own back was against the wall.
Draco lifted his arms, dropping his wand, and placed them on the wall just next to Oliver's head. The wand sparked a few times as Draco stood tiptoed and gently placed his lips on Liver's. Oliver took a deep breath as he leaned into the kiss. Their lips pressed together in a lock of love. A sweet wonderful kiss that made their souls unite. Draco placed his hands on Oliver's face, pulling back and quickly kissing him once more. "Just like that?" he smiled.
"Just like that," Oliver said reaching his hands up to touch Draco's. e grabbed Draco's hands and bright them one at a time to his lips kissing them. He hen brought their hands down releasing his left hand. He turned around pulling Draco behind him toward a large window looking over the lake. He sat down on the seat ledge and pulled Draco onto the seat sitting him between his legs and crossing his arm over Draco's stomach. Draco rested his head on Oliver's chest, his right hand laying on Oliver's leg. He bent his left knee to allow Oliver to place his hand on his knee. They lay there and stared at the stars feeling on another's heart's beat late into the night in perfect harmony.
a/n: please review!