Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own the characters in Harry Potter, for if I did lots of slash fanatics would be happy.

Story talk: I really think you guys will like this chapter. I know Emily will, she's been waiting forever for it. The whole thing is one big snog, basically. And it's about 5 pages long. But that doesn't really matter, seeing as how this site has it as one big page. But yea, lot of snogging and stuff so enjoy.

Authoress Ramble: Today we had our first marching band competition. It was exhausting. Three miles in Midwest humidity isn't fun. But at least it was cloudy most of the time. And we got second place, not to mention best drum majors and percussion. Our guard could use some work. Anyway, we got these cool squishy cars. They were like car shape stress balls. The sponsors were throwing them at us. They also threw cardboard donut coupons. I got hit with a few. they hurt.

Chapter 7

Seductivity

"You want to tell me what's wrong?" Harry asked once Draco had stopped crying.

Draco looked up at him and seemed to realize everything that had just happened. He cried and Harry comforted him.

"Why would I tell you, Potter?" He sneered. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have better places to be." With that he turned and walked away.

Harry watched him go. I was so close, I almost had him. But no he had to go and close me off he wants my help and he knows it. Why the hell is he walking away? Fuck, why, the hell, am I letting him?

"No!" Harry shouted as he ran to catch up with the blonde. He grabbed Draco at the elbow and pulled him around. "No, you are not going to walk away from me. You need me."

"I don't need you, I don't need anyone."

"You need me. I'm the only one that can help you, only . . ." Harrys' eyes widen, in astonishment. "And you know it."

"What?" Draco answered, avoiding Harrys' vivid eyes.

"That was the answer to your question; why you wanted to be my friend. And I just told you, which means you know."

"That's not true." Draco answered with the arrogance he was famous for, even though he was really panicking.

"Yes it is, and you know it, stop lying to me." Draco picked a nice spot on the floor and started staring at it he didn't want Harry to see the truth in his eyes. He thought over everything that had just happened.

Draco felt a hand under his chin, it started to gently lift his face. Dracos' gaze ran up Harrys' body . Pausing at the wet spot on his shoulder, where the blonde had cried. Harrys' voice pulled Draco out of his thoughts.

"Let me help you Draco. If I can, I will." Draco looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity. Harry was worried about him and Draco saw it.

"I don't want to go back to the Slytherin dorms tonight. Is there a place where we can go?" Draco saw Harry sigh with relief and smile.

"Yea, let me grab my things and I'll take you."

The two made it to the Room of Requirement unseen, considering everyone was in their last lesson. Harry walked by the room and thought about what he had before, except this time Draco kept popping into his head. As well as the thought that he wanted to change clothes.

When he opened the door, he saw that it was a bit different. The fire was very dim, and there were candles on every table. There was also a candle on a night stand that wasn't there before. It was right next to a bed, which replaced the mattress. The bed was a four-poster, with red-tinted wood, and had scarlet silky hangings that matched the sheets.

Against the far wall there was a huge wardrobe. It was also wood and matched the bed, as well as all the tables and the desk. The chairs that had wood matched as well. There were now longer only chairs like in the Gryffindor tower, but ones like in the Slytherin tower as well.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Dracos' voice sounded from behind Harry. Harry didn't look back and said.

"A place where I can hide from Ron, where I can read and write. Then I thought of you and the need for a change of clothes."

"Oh, so the Gryffindor Golden Boy is gay."

At this Harry looked back and saw that Draco had closed the door. "And the Prince of Slytherin isn't?"

"Of course, I'm not."

Harry raised an eyebrow then turned around and took the step that brought them as close as possible without them actually touching. "Really, then I guess you won't mind if I change." Before he had even stopped talking, Harry had taken off his tie and wrapped it around Dracos' neck like a scarf. Then he grasped his shirt, between the buttons, and ripped it off. Sending buttons flying everywhere. Dracos' eyes widen as Harry slowly slipped off his shirt, exposing, the muscles in his chest and stomach. Harry gently tossed the shirt onto the bed and walked toward the wardrobe.

Harry could feel Draco's gaze on his back the whole time. When he reached the wardrobe he slipped off his shoes, then his pants. Harry made a mental note to thank Dean for talking him in to wearing the form-fitting briefs. And from the look on Dracos' face Harry was sure he was thinking the same thing. Or at least would be if he knew it had been Deans' idea.

Harry looked through the wardrobe. There were wizard robes and Muggle clothes, and school roes for both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Harry finally came across something he thought would be good. A pair of green pajama pants that accented his tan skin. Especially because of the strategically placed, rips, throughout the pants.

He slipped them on and went to the bed. He lay on the bed, upper body propped up by his forearms, left leg bent, knee toward the ceiling, and right leg bent facing the opposite wall. He leaned his head back and shook his raven hair out of his face. Then looked back at Draco, who hadn't moved from his spot, by the door.

"You are going to put a shirt on, right?" He squeaked

"Why does it matter? You are straight, aren't you?"

"Of course I am, I'm a bloody Malfoy."

"Still lying to yourself, so sad."

"I not lying to myself. Don't flatter yourself."

"I can see that you want me." At this Draco looked down to make sure that his cloak was completely wrapped around him. It was. "I meant in your eyes." Harry got up and walked toward Draco. He stood the same distance away that he had before. "But now that you mention it."

Harry quickly slipped his hand behind Dracos' back and pulled Draco against him. Their bodies were completely pressed against each other, and Harry felt Draco hard against his thigh. "I can feel that you want me, too." Harry said with his smirk.

"Get away from me." He said, airily

"Are you sure that's what you really want?" Harry quickly shoved his hand down Dracos' pants, and gently stroked him. "Because you seem really happy to have me here."

Draco was frozen, he couldn't move; couldn't speak. The only thing he could do was breathe; quick short breaths. Then suddenly Harrys' hand was gone and then Harry.

"But since you want me to go away, I guess I will. Are you thirsty, I know I am?" Before the blonde could answer, two glasses filled with a red substance, appeared on the night stand. Harry picked up one of the glasses, and took a sip, before spilling the whole thing down the front of himself.

"Oops. You mind helping me clean up?" Before he finished asking, a small towel appeared in Dracos' hand. Draco held it out, silently telling Harry to 'come get it'. But Harry just shook his head. "If I walk over there, I'll get more of the floor sticky." Draco came within throwing distance, he was about to throw the towel when Harry shook his head again. "I'm really bad at catching things that are thrown to me. We wouldn't want it to drop now would we?"

"You're a seeker and you can't catch a towel?" Draco asked, with his usual arrogance.

"The chase gets my adrenaline pumping, it's no fun without the chase." He smirked. Draco rolled his eyes and walked the towel over to the raven-haired boy. He watched Harry as he walked towards him. He was suddenly had the urge to lick the sticky liquid off the other boys' chest.

Draco handed the towel to Harry, who dropped in the puddle at his feet. "Oops. Well since the towel is gone, do you want a taste?" Draco just shook his head, he didn't trust his voice. "Are you sure, it's really good?"

Harry took his finger and ran it across Draco lips. "Taste." Draco licked his lips. "Well?"

Harry held his hand out to the blonde. Draco looked at Harrys' hand then back to Harry. He looked into Harrys' eyes as he grabbed his hand. Draco took Harrys' index finger and sucked into his mouth.

Slowly he licked of every bit of the liquid. He discovered that it was wine and the best he had ever tasted. But he wasn't sure if the last was because the wine was actually that good or if it was because, he was licking off of Harry.

When he had licked everything off Harry's hand, he started on Harrys' neck. Then down to his chest, pausing over his nipples, licking and gently biting them. Each time receiving a small moan from Harry. He worked his way down to his stomach biting down on the muscle every once in a while. He had worked his way back up to Harrys' nipples when Harrys' hands cupped his face; gently urging him upward.

Draco met the vivid green eyes and realized everything he had just done. He made himself so vulnerable. Harry held him in his hands right now and could easily crush him. Draco took a step backwards and was about to turn around, when Harrys' hand grabbed his. "No!" Harry said, the pain obvious in his voice. It was so perfect, why did Draco have to walk away? Draco met his gaze and was unable to hide the fear in his eyes. Harry saw this. "I won't hurt you." He said. He allowed his feelings to show through his eyes.

Slowly Harry pulled Draco back into his arms. He cupped the other boys' face in his hand and pulled him into a soft kiss. Draco soon took control of it. He began roughly kissing Harry, exploring his mouth over and over. He pulled Harrys' lower lip into his mouth sucking it and then biting it harshly, bringing a moan, half pleasure, half pain, from Harrys' mouth.

Harry roughly pulled away, and pushed Draco onto the bed. He crawled over Draco, once he found his balance, he took off the blondes' cloak and started placing kisses all over his neck. Harry ran his tongue across the other boys' pulse biting it gently. Then tried to move down to his chest only to find Dracos' shirt in the way. Harry grabbed Dracos' shirt, as he had done to his own earlier and pulled. His eyes widen; Draco muscular stomach was covered in bruises. He gently ran his fingers across them and asked, "What happened?" Draco quickly sat up, and jumped off the bed.

"Nothing." The blonde said harshly. He grabbed his shirt and made to button it, but realized that his buttons weren't there. "Damn it, Potter."

"Why do you keep doing this?"

"Doing what?" Draco spat.

"You're closing me out."

"Who said you were ever in?"

"There are certain things that don't need to be said."

"Everything needs to be said, otherwise things aren't clear. For obvious reasons."

"What happened in the corridor wasn't closed and what happened just minutes ago wasn't either. Whether you think so or not. We had this conversation earlier; you want my help. And I want to give it to you, so why won't you just get over yourself and except it. Let me help you."

"What are you going to do? Kiss all my problems away and tell me the bogey man isn't there. Well guess what he is, and he won't go away. All you'll do is tell me a bunch of lies, you'll distract me with yourself like you did just now, but the problems will still be there. You can't help everything with a kiss."

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Still angry

"What just happened. I didn't plan on not talking about anything. I just didn't want to force it out of you. Though obviously, you don't want to tell me anything, so I guess it wouldn't have mattered what I did."

"Maybe if you weren't so busy sticking your hand down my pants and in my mouth, I would have talked about it."

"And maybe if you weren't so busy enjoying it, I would have stopped." With that Harry got up and walked out the door.

Yea all done. About time too. That was the second time I wrote that chapter I accidently closed it without saving it last time. All thanks to my friends' asshole of an ex. I hope you liked, please review. Much love