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No POV

"Who the HELL touched you!"

Harry's voice echoed around the hall, loud and clear, and demanding.

Caught of guard by the unexpected question , Draco blinked owlishly, letting the Malfoy illusion fade if only for a second. Quickly summoning the mask back in place Draco steeled his eyes and look Harry right in the eyes.

"What do you mean? No ones touched me. And frankly, whether anybody has or hasn't is none of your business Potter," Draco spat out.

Harry said nothing. He remained tight lipped, and tense. Very slowly, as though moving to fast would cause the blond boy to flee, Harry raised his hand, and poked Draco firmly just under his collar bone, where he assumed the bruises were.

At the gentle, but firm dig at his bruise, Draco could not help the sharp intake of breath, and instinctively , squeezed his eyes shut. Weasley must have cracked a rib.

When he opened them again , he was met by Harry's angry and determined stare. Draco mentally cursed himself for showing the brief pain he had felt at Potters brief touch. Draco slowly buttoned up his collar and stared Potter in the eye and said;

"What has it got to do with you POTTER?

Harry Pov

"What has it got to do with you POTTER?" Draco snarled, spitting out the last word.

Harry felt a swell of passion, jealously and possessiveness at those works , but kept his face impassive.

'What does he mean? SOMEONE TOUCHED HIM! Someone hurt him and marked him, when he is mine! I'M the one who should be smashing down his walls, not some stupid fuckwit charging in and forcing Draco to put up more walls! DAMN!'

Harry opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the main doors opening. A gusty wind flew around the room, rustling the two boys hair. When a chorus of , "shut the door!" was shouted by the portraits on the wall, Harry quickly glanced up , to see who was returning.

Ron.

Harry saw the red head look up and smile at Harry, before turning to see who the seeker was talking too.

Harry saw Ron smirk, underneath his freckles.

Harry furrowed his brows and called out;

"Are you OK Ron?"

Draco POV

'Just great . Fan-bloody-tasic. Weasley's come to gloat with Potter over how he got one over me. Bloody tosser. Wait a minute. Harry doesn't know. He asked me! He doesn't know. I have to make this better on my image! What would mother and father say if they knew I just laid there and took a beating from that muggle lover. I have to get there first!'

"It seems Potter I'm not the only coward in this room. IF you must know who "touched me" ,, as you put it, Your faithful sidekick did. Weasley didn't even fight fair. Because if he did I assure you, I would have punched his bloody lights out." he spat out effectively cutting off anything Ron may have said.

Draco's explanation would get around the school in no time if those gossiping portraits had anything to do with it. Hopefully Father would get wind of this and not be too mad and Draco's failure. One beating was enough for now…

"Is this true Ron?" Potters voice sliced through the air, still tense. Ron swaggered up to Harry and began to gloat.

"Of course it bloody isn't Harry! We both know that Malfoy could not best me in a fight ,even is I was tied up and blindfolded! Come on , lets go to the common room. Leave this piece of scu-!"

Ron's sentence was cut short as Harry's fist connected with the side of Ron's jaw. A sickening crack was heard and a muffled "oomph" as Ron fell back, and landed on the floor.

After the shock, Ron stared at Harry, wide eyed and open mouthed. Harry was breathing harshly through his mouth, out of breath from rage, not fear. His jaw was clenched, his hands balled into fists and his eyes had narrowed into slits.

"Harry…mate…what? Why?…Ron stuttered. Confusion was etched on the red heads face, and he carefully touched the place where Harry had hit him. Already a dark blue mark was blossoming on his face.

Draco stared, mouth open ,eyes wide .

'Potter HIT Weasley! What was he thinking? Why did..he…'Draco was just a baffled as Ron about Harry's behaver.

Ron looked like he was about to say something, when Harry first spoke, and cut him off.

"If you EVER touch him out of turn again, best friend or not, I'll make you pay. There was no need for you to hurt him" Harry growled out.

"But…but…its Malfoy! What does it matter?" came Ron's feeble response.

"It matters. Get out of here. NOW," the seeker ordered.

Ron scurried off, dignity in shreds. Harry knew that when he and Ron met next time, Ron would be in a rage.

Draco took a attentive step back, trying to get away from the unnatural scene that had unfolded in front if him, bringing Potters attention back to the blond.

Harry POV

'O great. Why did I do that? Now ,not only have I probably scared Draco, I now have to explain my actions!. Stupid Ron. If only he hadn't got me angry! He should never had hurt Draco! O yeah…Draco's hurt,' These thoughts prompted Harry to break the silence that had descended in the hall.

" Don't you think we should sort out those bruises . I don't think you want anybody else to see them. Come on…I'll help you to hospital wing."

"I don't need your help POTTER. I am perfectly able to get there myself. I don't need a baby-sitter." came the blonds snappish reply. As if to reaffirm the point, he began to walk up the steps.

'He's right' Harry thought, 'He does not need me to help him. But still…'

Quickly catching up to the blond, he placed his large, tanned hand, on the other boys shoulder.

"I just want to make sure you get there. OK?"

Draco scowled, obviously unhappy, but remembering what had happened to Weasley, he nodded, and jerked his shoulder away from Harry's touch.

"Fine. But don't think this means I owe you."

Harry smiled.

At the hospital wing- No POV

"Mister Malfoy I have no idea how you did this, but I think you may have got a fractured rib, as well as those horrid bruises. Does this hurt ?"

Madam Pomfrey prodded and poked at Draco's lithe chest, and seeing the slytherin winch, nodded to herself. "

Well we will get that fixed and we may as well do something about those bruises. How did you do this Mister Malfoy?"

When Draco said nothing, the nurse looked at Harry , directing the question to him. Harry also said nothing, and just stayed quite leaning against the wall. The Madam was shocked when Potter had brought the blond in, and even more shocked that that they appeared to be civil towards one another. But she was not a witch who asked questions. She just took it as a blessing and got on with her job.

Standing up and walking towards her office, she called back over her shoulder,

"Kindly go behind the screen and take off your shirt Mister Malfoy. Mister Potter will you help him? I don't want that rib aggravated any more," and with that, she left the room.

Draco let out a large sigh and grudgingly ,walked to the screen, not seeing Potters happy smiling face. As soon as Draco got behind the screen , he began to yank off his tie. But before he could get to his buttons, Potters hand covered his .

"I though Madam Pomfrey did not want you to move your ribs around to much . Let me do that ." and before Draco could protest, he began to gently unbutton Draco's shirt.

"I don't need your help Potter. I can do it myself." but Draco made no actual attempt to stop Potter. "Why are you still here any way? You saw me here, why don't you be on your way." Harry said nothing and stayed focused on the task at hand.

Harry could feel his breathing getting laboured, his chest constricting and his hands trembling, as he rid the blond boy of the white school shirt. When the witch had asked him to help Draco undress, he had practically kissed her right there. He had not counted on his bodily reactions to seeing the beautiful blond with out his shirt.

Draco's hair was still messy, and a lot more of it fell into his eyes, giving him a childish look on his Elvin face. His neck was long and his shoulders slender. He had finely defined muscles on this chest, which lead to a trim, delicate waist , and a small littering of baby fine blond hairs that lead from his navel and disappeared when it met his trousers. Harry would have been drooling at the sight were it not for one thing.

A giant, mottle bruise, that covered most of his chest, and a dark deep purple one, marking his stomach. Harry felt the familiar flood of hate raising and he was once again tense and angry.

Draco saw that familiar look and suddenly felt afraid. It was the same look he had had when he hit Ron. Draco absentmindedly, rubbed his arm, breaking Harry's concentration. Draco had his eyes cast down towards the floor when he next spoke:

"Well Potter you have done your good deed for the day. You can go now and feel no guilt,"

Harry didn't' move. Draco didn't move.

Harry took a step forward. Draco took a step back.

Forward. Back, Forward, Back until Draco's back was hard against the hard cold wall, Harry right in front of him.

Draco seemed afraid. He was shaking slightly and would not meet Harry's eye.

Which is why he never saw it coming.

He never saw Harry slowly tilt and lean his head forward. He never saw Harry close his eyes.

He only felt Harry's hands cupping the side of his face gently.

Then he felt it. Two lips softly push onto his own.

Harry Potter was kissing him. Draco's eyes opened wide but he did not push Potter away.

Potter was moving his lips deliciously against Draco's and Draco could not help the soft moan ,nor the shy attempt to kiss Harry back. Draco closed his eyes, and tried to push his lips harder against the dark haired boys.

The warmth on the blonds lips was lifted suddenly. Draco blinked his eyes open and quickly shut them again when kisses were rained on his face. Soft ,short, fast open mouthed kisses were placed on this eyelids, his nose, his neck ,his jaw and finally against his lips. By now Draco did not care that it was Harry Potter who was making him gasp in pleasure, and threaded his petite fingers through Harry's hair, pulling the griffindor closer.

Harry by now had moved his hands from Draco's face. His hand roamed over the slender shoulders, caresses Draco's chest and were now firmly wrapped around his waist causing their bodies to be flush against each other.

This was Harry's dream come true! Draco Malfoy, the most beautiful piece of art he had ever seen, was half naked, aroused and kissing Harry passionately. Harry felt happy…among other things….

Draco was past caring who was kissing him. All he knew was that he felt good. He felt wanted ,he felt loved. And all Draco could think of doing was increasing this feeling, of kissing back to show he needed more…The fact that it was the Griffindor golden boy making him feel this way, seemed irrelevant.

Harry was just about to undo his own shirt, to feel that flesh against his own when …he heard it.

"Well mister Malfoy I hope you are ready…" the old nurses voice rang into the room. As much as Harry loved the position he was in right now, he did not think Draco would appreciate this being spread about the school. But Harry felt so…happy…so warm…so…so…..

Wrenching himself away from Draco, Harry whispered

"Meet me in the fourth floor store room at 11:00," before kissing Draco one last time.

The he fled out from the screen and into to the hall, leaving a very flushed, aroused, thoroughly ravished Draco, to deal with the school nurse…

Out in the hall, Harry smiled. He had managd to scratch the glass case.

A/N IMPORTANT!

I am going on holiday and will not have access to my computer until the 19th of July. So I can not update till then. I hope this longer chapter will keep you happy for the time being. I could not have spent as much time on it as I would have liked and I am sorry if this is not up to standard

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