'Two more hours …then I can talk to Draco…two hours…o God…does he have to nibble the end of his quill like that? He is bloody trying to drive me to St Mungos…'

Tearing his eyes away form the painstakingly erotic sight , Harry shifted uncomfortably in his seat. McGonagalls class had never been so slow. Why did the blond have to be so …sexy. Harry could still feel Draco's lips on his, his long fingers tangled in his hair, Draco's pelvis grinding instinctively into his…

Harry gave a groan and yelled at himself for thinking such naughty thoughts. Harry would have given anything at the moment to be able to stalk over to Draco, take him in his arms and kiss him so much that he forgot his own name. Now that Draco had agreed to give them a try ,Harry wanted nothing then to touch and claim Draco as his. Maybe Draco was right and he did have a control issue…

But who could blame him? After months of fantasying about the slytherin ,it was a living dream to know he could touch him, hold him, talk to him, get to know him…

Harry could not stop the small smile that graced his tanned face. This if course , got the attention of the fiery red head sat next to him.

"What are you thinking about Harry? You got a smug smile on your face…thinking about Cho?" came Ron's inquiring whisper. Harry said nothing, just shrugged. He had not fully forgiven Ron for hurting Draco that day not too long ago.

Harry had hoped that he could tell his friends anything, but he knew that telling them this would ruin everything. Hermione would more then likely except it in time, but Ron…Harry did not even want to image it. He knew that Ron would blame Draco for everything. And that would only mean Ron would get physical.

Harry would have to avoid that at all costs. Draco was far to perfect to be tainted by Ron again.

Harry glanced at Draco again, who was by now making notes. His delicate hand grasped the quill with confidence and his hand movements quick and sure. Harry smiled again, seeing how cute Draco looked when he was concentrating. All of a sudden, Draco turned his head and looked intensely at Harry. The Griffindor found himself mesmerised by the deep, velvet eyes of the pale slytherin. The Draco did something that almost broke Harry completely. It almost sent him right over the edge, into an abyss if pleasure ; Draco, slowly, and delicately…licked his lips.

Harry felt himself whimper and banged his head in the table. When he next looked up, he felt his blood boil at the sight of Draco's smirking face.

You watch yourself Draco Malfoy. A sex mad teenager only has so much self control…and that stunt just used the last of it up.

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After Class

Draco gave a small sigh and began to pack up his books. There was one more hour and one more class until he was meeting Potter…Harry.

It was not that Draco liked the golden boy. He still found him annoyingly perfect , annoyingly optimistic and just plain annoying. But when Draco was alone in his arms…

'Its just sexual tension. Soon it will fade away. Then me and Potter can forget it happened and chalk it down to hormones. I mean, its not like this …"relationship" can work anyway. Constantly sneaking around, never being open with feelings…that's not a relationship! No matter how much Potter wants it to be. Just go along with it for now. When Potter and I come to our sense, and this desire fades away, we can go back as we were before. Hating each other."

Draco was always good at lying, even to himself.

Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Draco noted that he was the last in the classroom. Giving a mental shrug, he walked out the door and made his way towards the dungeons for potions. He was not really paying attention to where he was going, and thus was unprepared for the two strong arms that grabbed his waist and pulled him into a shadowed alcove.

Whipping his head around, he was greeting by smug smiling face and vivid amused green eyes. Draco breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around in Harry's arms to face him.

"What do you think you are doing Potter? We are going to be late for potions. Do you find me that sexy you could not wait that extra hour before touching me? Draco asked, his amusement obvious.

Harry leaned forward and placed his dark mouth near Draco's shell like ear. With his arms still around Draco, Harry could feel the action emit shivers and trembles from the blond, and he smirked with satisfaction, before speaking,

"That was a very cruel thing you just did Draco. Teasing me all through last lesson. Don't deny it. You drove me so mad! It was all I could do to restrain myself from marching over to you and ravishing you senseless on the desk!" Harry's husky voice sent tingles of desire down Draco's spine.

"Potter, we really have to get to class. Come on, we can finish this later-"

"No Draco, we will finish this now!"

With those words, Harry pulled Draco closer to his body and plunder Draco's tender mouth. Draco gave a strangled moan, before giving in and wrapping his arms tightly, around Potters neck. Soon air became an issue for them both, and Harry finally released Draco's bruised mouth. At the loss of the intimate contact, Draco gave a desperate whimper, only for it to turn into a full, tight moan, when Potter began to kiss trails down his throat.

The persistence lips on Draco's skin caused a furnace to be fuelled in Draco's belly, and a fire to trail on his pale skin. Draco was just beginning to respond more lustfully, starting to tug and claw at Potter's clothes, when the dark haired boy, lifted his head, and slowly steped one step away from Draco. He was breaething heavily and Draco had managed to get his top 2 buttons undone. Harry took a deep shuddering breath and when he spoke, he voice was horse and trembling.

"Draco, it is killing me to stop now. But this is not my idea of a good place. The whole of my dorm will be in classes now…and no one will be back till after dinner…"

Draco understood the unspoken question.

Could he skip class?

Could he go to the Griffindor tower?

Could he sleep with Harry Potter?

Could he say no?

Taking Harry's hand in his, Draco knew the answer…

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