"Good Night," Draco whispered back, but he was no where near to sleeping. He watched the back of Harry's head for what seemed like hours. He didn't dare to say anything.
Then suddenly Harry turned around and he was looking into green orbs. "You're not sleeping," Harry stated with a smile.
"Neither are you," Draco smirked happily.
"I can't seem to fall asleep," Harry explained, biting his bottom lip.
"I don't want to fall asleep," Draco whispered, bringing his pale hand up to Harry's face.
"Why not?" Harry asked. His eyes fluttered slightly when Draco started to caress his cheek.
"Because this could be the last night we spend together," Draco answered; He could see a flash of shock in the boy's eyes.
"That sounds depressing and pessimistic," Harry whispered, obviously trying to lighten the mood.
"No, it's realistic." Draco answered, still serious.
"Well at least it gives us a reason not to go to sleep," Harry tried to make him smile.
"Harry, let's pretend that we're somewhere else. Somewhere beautiful," Draco whispered, going through Harry's dark hair. Their noses were touching and their eyes were licked together..
"Alright, where do you want to be?" Harry asked, softly rubbing their noses together.
"In France, during the summer." Draco answered, closing his eyes. "Close to the sea, walking in the shadow. While everyone else is inside. When it's quiet and all the shops are closed. When you can hear the wind playing with the trees. The sea pushing the sand."
"Can I be there too?" Harry asked, closing his eyes too.
"Yes, of course silly. We're walking, stepping in the white sand of the beach. We've taken our shoes and socks off, because we want to feel the sand itch between our toes. First we walk slowly, smiling at each other. Then because of an unspoken agreement, we both run to the sea. Both eager to feel the water, because the white sand is so hot." Draco continued.
When Harry opened his eyes for a moment, he saw the smile upon Draco's lips.
"We step into the water, not caring if our trousers get wet -because they do- and we just march further into the water. It's cold and refreshing. After a while we walk back to the dry white sand and sit down. You lie down, because you like to feel the sun on your face and I just watch you," Draco told Harry, not knowing if it was true. He stops for a moment.
"What happens next?" Harry asked.
"Nothing, we just sit and let the sun burn us. So we look like all the other tourists after their first day in the sun," Draco grinned.
"No, that's not true. I'll tell you what happens. You lie down too on your towel, because I know you'd bring a towel and I would forget mine. Then you slowly fall asleep on your side, so your hair covers most of your face," Harry continued for Draco.
"And you silently get up run to the sea to get water and wake me by making me all wet," Draco cut in.
"Yes, that sounds like something I would do." Harry laughed. "But now you're eager to get even, so you jump up and try to catch me."
"And I do, because I can run really fast." Draco stated.
"Yeah, after a while," Harry corrected.
"Then we both fall into the sand and I sit on top of you," Draco smiled. "Because I'm so much stronger, and say that you either give in or you'll be punished."
"I say I give in, because I know you're going to tickle me." Harry laughs.
"And I kiss you,"
It had slipped passed his lips before Draco'd noticed it, now his eyes flew open and his hand covered his mouth. Utterly ashamed he sat up. His cheeks were burning and he refused to look into Harry's eyes.
"What is it?" Harry asked, amused by Draco's shocked reaction.
"Good Lord, I feel so embarrassed." Draco said, stepping out of the bed.
Harry laughed a friendly sweet laugh. "Oh, don't be!" Harry said still grinning like an idiot.
"Why not. It was obviously a very foolish thing to say and I totally made a fool out of myself." Draco said, walking towards the window.
Harry got out of the bed too and walked towards Draco. When Draco wouldn't face him he pressed his chest against Draco's back and ran his fingers along Draco's arms. "I wouldn't have minded the fact that you kissed me. I would probably have kissed you long before that moment, if I knew you'd let me." Harry whispered close to the blonde's ear. He suddenly wondered where he found the courage to say such a thing.
Draco turned around and looked up to him. There was a confused look on his face. "Are we still talking about France?" Draco asked finally.
"No," Harry answered truthfully.
"So you've... I mean, if I..." Draco stuttered, totally flabbergasted by Harry's words.
"If you what?" Harry grinned affectionately.
"You like me even though I'm dirty and used?" Draco asked, anxiously.
Harry's eyes flew wide open, but he then frowned. "Sometimes you're so silly, Draco. That's not how I see you at all. You're not dirty or used. You're so beautiful to me." Harry whispered with a pained look in his eyes. "You're more beautiful than anyone. You're what I thought angels would look like. So pure and utterly beautiful,"
Draco didn't know if he was smiling or crying. He dropped his head against Harry's shoulder and let out a soft muffled sob. His arms, he slowly wrapped around Harry's neck. "Thank you."
Harry ran a hand through Draco's soft hair, giving him a kiss on his forehead. Then he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist. He was happy he told Draco what the boy was to him.
Draco slowly pulled back, moving his cheek against Harry's. He inhaled deeply, and then pulled back a little so their noses touched and Draco could feel Harry's breath upon his shivering lips. He could feel Harry's hand sliding up to his body, over his arms towards his face. He felt a shiver run up his spine, anticipating what was coming. Harry's fingers were warm again his cheek. Draco closed his eyes, when he opened them again Harry was still looking at his eyes.
Then Harry's fingers moved to his lips, tracing them. "Have I told you lately just how beautiful you are?" Harry whispered, a small smile playing on his lips.
Draco's eyes were lingering on Harry's lips, before he could bring them back to the boy's eyes. Then without a word, Harry slowly moved his face causing their lips to touch and captivated Draco's lips between his. Never in his life he'd felt what he was feeling now.
Draco responded the kiss hesitantly. He nibbled softly on Harry's lips, amused by the small noises Harry made. He moved back for a second observing Harry's face, when the boy's eyes opened he moved back. With more urge and longing he pressed his lips against Harry's. Harry made a surprised noise, but then responded with equal passion.
When the kiss ended, they were both slightly out of breath. "Oh God Harry," Draco whispered.
"What is it? Did I do something wrong?" Harry asked concerned.
"No, no." Draco assured him. The rage within him, the battle against the darkness had stopped. It seemed as if even time had stopped around them. "It's just so unreal," He took Harry's hand and walked back to their bed, gently pulling Harry along. They both got underneath the covers again, lying even closer together than before.
After a few more kisses Draco kissed his way to Harry's ear and whispered. "Harry, hold me, touch me and make this world go away."
"Draco?" Harry asked, uncertain what to do.
"I want you to, Harry. I want you to make me feel. Together, I'm sure we can escape this world for a while." Draco said, his heart beating rapidly.
Harry kissed him, pulling him close. His arms moved down Draco's back and up his belly and chest. Draco's leg moved in between his legs, causing unexpected friction between his legs. He gasped softly, as he looked Draco in his eyes. But Draco didn't make any attempt to answer his questioning eyes, he just kissed Harry.
Harry kissed him back, now moving his hands over Draco's body with more confidence. Draco's skin was like silk against his fingers. He left Draco's mouth and started kissing and softly sucking Draco's throat. Their legs entangled even more and Harry couldn't help but rock his hips against Draco's. He was afraid Draco could pull away, but when he saw the content look on Draco's face and heard the soft groaning, he let himself go a bit more.
Harry could hear Draco pant in his ear as he rubbed their erections together.
"Oh my God, oh my God! Harry, oh my, oh my God" Draco ranted, digging his nails in Harry's shoulders and back. He kissed the muscle running down Harry's ear as the tension build. He felt as if he was going to explode, like fireworks into little stars and that's just what he did. He exploded, it was a nice and strange explosion. Like a rush of twinkling stars rushing through his body.
He was still in his world of his stars en ecstasy, when he felt Harry being released into the same world next to him. He sighed contently and smiled a little when he opened his eyes again and saw Harry smiling back shyly.
"We definitely have to that again sometime," Draco murmured, kissing Harry before his eyes started fluttering against the sudden sleep.
"Definitely,"
The next morning they both awakened by the sound of an army of boots coming their way. Reality crashed into Draco like a gunshot through his heart.
"Oh God, No." Draco whispered softly to himself. All that was the night before was gone. Cold dark clouds surrounded him again. The harsh reality made the sweet memories of last night sound like a dream, unable to come true.
"All visitors are requested to leave,"
A voice shattered his clear memories of last night. He felt Harry shift behind him.
"Draco?" Harry's voice whispered somewhere next to his ear.
Draco turned around and looked at Harry. Then he kissed Harry softly, until he was out of breath. "You'd better go." He said, forcing a smile on his face.
"I'll come back." Harry promised.
"Take care of yourself," Draco said.
"You be careful too." Harry answered, giving Draco one last kiss before walking to the dreaded exit.
My attempt to finish all the stories I've started before the summer. I'm sorry it's short.