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It was a warm and dense afternoon. The air was scented with a thousand fragrances, and thick with warmth. The roars and cheers of a Quidditch match , Ravenclaw verses Hufflepuff, drifted on the air, and along to the Griffindor dorms. Inside one of those dorms, Harry Potter was smiling. In his arms he held a sleeping blond.

The warm afternoon had made the two boys sleepy, and as a result, they had missed the afternoon classes. Harry was not sure when he had fallen asleep. All he knew was that when he had opened his eyes, he had Draco in his arms , Draco's head and hands on his chest. From the cheers that were drifting through the window, Harry concluded that it was at least 5:00 but rather then wake the other boy, he just lay there, the other in his arms.

Harry was just about to drift off again, when a movement in his arms jolted him awake, and he opened his eyes to see Draco standing up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked. He was so comfortable, why did Draco have to ruin it by moving? Harry sat up slightly so he could see the blond better. Draco seemed much more relaxed and his wispy blond hair was mussed up, giving his face that sleepy and peaceful look. When Draco stayed silent for a few minuets , Harry opened is arms and whispered :

"Come back to bed…We still have time…Just for a cuddle,"

Harry saw Draco blink and stayed still, his hands still spread wide. Draco remained standing for a few moments, before crawling back into Harry's arms, and laying his head on Harry's chest. Harry smiled and wrapped his arms snugly around the small blond.

"I will have to leave soon. I don't feel like walking past a bunch of rowdy Griffindors when they get back," murmured the slytherin.

"Spose…When do you think we can next meet? Just so we can get to know each other. Do you think we could still meet tonight?" Harry asked.

"I should have no problem sneaking out. We'll ,eet tonight then." with those words Draco raised his head to smile down at the dark haired one beneath him.

A shift. A look. A feeling.

Draco slowly leaned down his head and grazed his lips gentally agaist the ones beneath him. It was nothing more then a feleeting of lips agaist lips, but it caused Harry to feel open and raw. With that small touch, he became awear of how much the other boy could hurt him. How easily his beauty could rip his heart from him, could cause his blood to turn to muggy ice. Draco commanded his entire body. All by one brief sensual touch of his lips.

As Draco stood up and began to get ready to leave, Harry thought back to a previous thought . Draco was not impractical (A/N see chp 1). He was designed to be admired, to be wanted , to be loved. Draco was created to create desire and designed to give pleasure. Surly other people could see that. That thought made Harry rise from the bed and wrap his arms around the distracted blond.

Nuzzling his face into the blond silk, Harry breathed,

"There's…there is no one else is there? I mean this is not cutting into other…things?"

Draco, who was trying to get his robe on, which was quite difficult with the Griffindors arms around his waist, stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at Harry.

The darker haired boy looked worried. He looked unsure. He looked hopeful. Draco heaved a sigh and smiled a small shy smile.

"No Harry. There is no one I am involved with, no one else I fancy, and no one else who fancies me. As much as it pains me to admit it, you are the only person who is showing interest in me. OK?"

'No one else who fancies you? Harry though, yeah right,'.

He said nothing however, and instead pulled the blond closer to him, hugging him hard.

"I was just worried. This whole thing is out of the blue for you and…" Draco shushed him with a hard kiss.

"don't try to over analysis things Potter. Just accept this wonderful twist of fate," Draco could not help the sarcasm entering his voice. "I better be going. See you tonight," and with that Draco swept form the room.

As Harry stood alone in the dorm, he could not help but think that he had touched a raw nerve. Draco must know how drop-dead bloody sexy he is. So why would he think no one else finds him so? Harry did not know, but made a mental note to ask him tonight.

Tonight

That idea made Harry smile.

Draco wasn't saying no any more.

Draco said to accept things.

Draco was accepting things.

There was hope.

Why was Draco accepting?

Everything was too easy.

Harry suddenly felt depressed.

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