I am so sorry for the long delay. Things have been pretty hectic here. I
have college I'm getting ready for, and all of my animals have been in and
out of the veterinary clinic. My little black kitten had to be put to sleep
because she had leukemia and her body was shutting down. My dog was hit by
a car because some woman was going 75 miles per hour in a 35 mile per hour
zone. My other kitty had ringworm, but she's all better now. And finally,
my two squirrels are losing their hair on their tales. We rescued them last
fall when they were babies. But anyways, here is the next chapter.
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Draco put Harry's things away neatly and discovered that he still had about two hours left. He turned to look at the raven-haired, emerald-eyed angel and smiled.
It has been two days with the Boy Wonder, and already Draco was very fond of him. Draco could not understand why exactly. In school, for the past six years, they fought like Vampires and Werewolves. What had changed between them? Draco could not quite put his finger on it, but there was something different about Harry. He felt as if he was being drawn to him. He had so many questions he wanted answers to like "Why is Harry even here?", "Where are the Weasel and Mudblood?", "Why aren't we fighting anymore?". Draco decided that something was definitely different with Harry, but he would ask tonight.
Draco checked his watch again. They had an hour and a half, so he figured he could go ahead and wake Harry. He walked to Harry and light shook him.
"No... go away... I sleep five more..." Harry mumbled slapping weakly in the air, trying to hit his attacker.
"Five more minutes, love?" Draco whispered in Harry's ear.
"Hours...5 more..." Harry mumbled, still asleep.
Draco smiled and thought to himself, 'So, my Harry is a heavy sleeper and not an easy riser.' Draco walked to the bathroom, turned on the sink faucet to cold, and stuck his hands underneath the spray. He walked back to the bedroom and climbed on top of Harry. Draco slowly and carefully slid Harry's shirt up.
' 1...2...3!' Draco placed his hands on Harry's chest. It took Harry a fraction of a second to wake.
"AHHH! COLD! COLD! COLD!" Harry shouted, struggling to free himself. Harry stopped immediately when he felt Draco's soft lips on his own. Draco pulled away and smirked.
"Wakie, wakie Boy Wonder."
"What was that for!? The cold and...and the touching...and the cold!?"
"Well," Draco started innocently, "you wouldn't wake. I tried, but you just kept sleeping."
"Fine," Harry crossed his arms and began to pout, "I'm up. You know, Draco, in America, they have the 8th Amendment."
"What's that?"
"It's a law...it regulates cruel and unusual punishment!"
"Ha...Ha...my Super Hero is also a comedian. Now get your lazy arse out of bed and take a shower."
"Okay, okay." Harry grumbled as he got up and walked to the bathroom. Harry took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror.
'What does he see in me? I'm not attractive. He's the one who is the epiphany of pure, angelic beauty. I look scraggly...and I look too bony. He's so perfect...too perfect for me.'
Harry turned on the tap and stepped under the spray of the hot water. This simple habit of human society, a hot shower, felt so soothing to Harry. He slowly washed himself and let the spray wash away the suds. He stepped out and wrapped a fluffy, pale-blue towel loosely around his waste. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Draco throwing clothes everywhere. Harry placed his hands on his hips.
"Draco!" Said person stopped immediately, turned around, and looked at Harry with the most adorable frustrated expression. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to find something to wear so I can put them on after I take a shower, but nothing seems to fit my fancy today."
Harry walked to his frustrated companion, "Here...let me help..." Harry picked out a pair of black trousers and a deep red, button-up shirt. To Harry, the shirt would set a warm glow around Draco.
"Thanks, Harry." Draco said and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek.
"No problem, love. Now, go take a shower."
"As you wish...Oh Captain, My Captain!" Draco saluted and ran to the safety of the bathroom before his oblivious lion could catch on.
Harry picked out a pair of charcoal trousers that hung low around his hips and a black, short-sleeved shirt that was a little tight in the right places. Harry walked over to the mirror and looked at himself.
' Damn! I look great! Draco sure knows how to dress me in things that actually look good.' Harry's enthusiasm faded though. ' Draco has spent so much on me. How could I ever repay him?'
Just then, Draco walked in. He was wrapped in a big, fluffy, red towel. His hair was still wet, dripping on his well-defined chest.
"Harry! You look absolutely gorgeous!" Draco gushed. Harry blushed and smiled.
"Thanks. Now get ready before we become late." Draco nodded and began pulling on his clothes. Then he turned around, letting Harry's green eyes look over his lithe body.
"Wow...you look..." Harry started.
"...stunning...sexy...delicious...?" Draco asked.
"Uh-huh." Harry just nodded his head.
"Let's go then?"
"Yeah, I'm starving." Harry said, his tummy giving a little rumble of confirmation. They started walking to the door until Draco stopped them.
"What?" Harry asked.
"The Glamour Charms... I forgot them." Draco replied, taking out his wand and raising it to the ready.
"No!...I mean...I don't want a glamour charm. I want to be seen with you. I've nothing to hide...anymore."
Before Harry knew it, Draco had tackled him in a fierce hug, "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I didn't want to use the charm either...You make me so happy."
"You make me happy as well."
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Harry and Draco walked hand in hand to the restaurant. When they got there, a man was standing at a podium with a large book.
"Welcome to Mandellanas. Do you have a reservations?"
"No, but you may seat us at one of the Malfoy tables."
The man shook his head in negation, "I'm sorry, sir. Those tables are reserved for members of the Malfoy family and their guests only."
"I am a Malfoy, sir. I am Draconis Adonis Malfoy, only son and heir of Lucius Malfoy."
The man looked panic stricken, "Oh! I'm dreadfully sorry, Mr. Malfoy. Right this way please."
The man led Draco and Harry to a separate room.
"Someone will be by momentarily to take your orders."
"You'll love the food here, Harry. Don't get anything you can't pronounce...you'll end up getting something that will really taste bad. I, myself, am a steak and potatoes kind of guy. What do you like to eat?"
"I really like soups."
"Well, that certainly explains why you are so small."
"Well, I've never eaten much anyway...and I don't look manly at all...I think I look like a girl." Harry chuckled.
"Well, you do have an excellent body...definitely a quidditch player."
"Draaacooo... stop...you're making me blush." Harry said dramatically.
Just then, their waiter showed up, "What would you gentlemen like to drink?"
"I'll have an iced water." Harry replied awkwardly.
"...and I'll have your finest red wine." Draco replied sure of himself.
The waiter left and returned a few moments later with two drinks, "Here your are drinks gentlemen," he placed them on the table, "and are you ready to order?"
Draco spoke up first, "I will have a steak, 7 ounces, medium well, and a baked potato with only butter...Harry? What will you have?"
"Can I have...a...um...bowl of tomato soup?" Harry asked blushing.
The waiter looked at Harry with disdain, 'He has no sense of fine dining' the waiter thought to himself. Nonetheless, he put on his "waiter face".
"Your dinners will be served momentarily." The waiter left in a hurriedly manner.
Harry looked back over at Draco, "I thought you would have ordered something a little more...fancy."
"Harry, I'm a simple kind of guy, especially when it comes to food." Draco said laughing.
A moment of silence passed between the two, until Harry spoke up first.
"Draco?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you do it?"
"How do I do what?" Draco had no clue what Harry was going on about.
"How can you touch me and kiss me...after what Lucius did to you? You act as if nothing ever happened, and something did happen. He only did that to you a couple days ago."
"Harry, I can't deny that what Lucius did didn't happen. It will do me better in the long run if I try to forget what happened and move on with my life. Being with you these past couple days has been great for me." Draco replied calmly.
Harry was almost in tears, "...but Lucius stole something from you, something that wasn't even his! ...and how can you be so calm about this?"
Draco reached over and grabbed Harry's small hands, "It isn't about what he took, Harry. Virginity is something that one has to willingly give...I gave him nothing. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Yeah," Harry sighed, "What are you going to do about Lucius?"
"I don't plan on doing anything. As far as I know, he's already disinherited me...not that I care. I have enough money to live lavishly for about ten lifetimes."
"What about school? Do you want to tell people about us?"
"Well, what do you want to do?"
"I want everyone to know about us... but only later on. I want to settle in first."
Draco felt his heart flutter and was going to say something back, but their waiter came, followed by another man.
"Here is your dinner, sirs. I hope you enjoy." He and the other man turned stiffly and walked away.
"Well, I'm famished." Draco said as he began to tuck into his steak and potato. Harry slowly picked up his spoon and began to eat, trying to use the manners he never learned.
"Harry...can I ask you something?" Draco asked while cutting his steak in precise little squares.
"Yeah, sure." Harry said while slurping some soup.
"Where's Weasley and Granger? I know how you all are...The Three Musketeers and all that. They have never left your side."
"Well, from now on...call me the Lone Ranger. We split up a while back."
"I'm so sorry. What happened?"
"They don't approve of my 'lifestyle'. Well, that's how Hermione put it. Ron just said it was wrong and disgusting...then he punched me in the eye. His brother, Bill, is just as gay as me. Of course, he doesn't know that. Bigotry...that is what everyone in Gryffindor is ."
"I'm sorry, Harry. So...uh...when did you know that you were...you know...gay? You don't have to answer. I'm just curious is all."
"I've never really had an attraction to girls. I tried to date them, but it was no use. I even agreed to a date with Cho Chang. It was a major disaster. Everything that could go wrong...did go wrong."
"Cho Chang? She tried to shag me in the middle of the hall two years ago. She is such the whore."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was walking down the hall and suddenly, there she was, groping me. I tried pushing her off, but she was like glue. She started taking my clothes off and she started taking off her clothes. The next thing I knew, she had pushed me up against the wall. I pushed her away hard and she fell on the floor, right on her arse. That didn't stop her. She came at me like a rabid beast. Those things she might call a breast were staring at me. This time...I pushed her up against the wall and told her to stop. I told her that there was nothing she could do to get 'it' to come up. She asked what I was talking about, so I showed her."
"What do you mean you showed her?"
"I pulled it out and showed her I was as limp as a wet noodle! Not to mention that I am gay. Stupid bitch ran away crying!"
Harry couldn't stop laughing. Draco decided he loved Harry laughing. It was full of purity and pristine innocence.
"Draco? Why did she try to do that in the first place?" Harry asked after he caught his breath.
"There had been a pool going to see what lucky girl could debauch the Slytherin Ice King. I'm still a virgin, Harry."
"Why haven't you slept with any of the guys at school? I've heard rumors."
"Well, my father was never faithful to my mother. I could see how much it broke her heart. My mother told me my father was her first and only and my father said he couldn't even remember how many women he had had sex with before her. I could never put another through what my father had put my mother through. So, why are you here two weeks before the start of term?"
"The Dursleys' kicked me out. I'd say it was the best decision they have ever made about my welfare." Harry spoke as he slurped around the last bit of his soup. Draco finished his meal shortly after.
"Are you up to dessert?"
"I love sweets"
Draco left a large sum of money on the table and grabbed Harry by the waist and led them outside. Once they were on the sidewalk, Draco pulled Harry into a knee-bending-heart-fluttering-body-melting-heart-bursting kiss.
After the need for air became a necessity, they stopped the kiss. Harry whispered in Draco's ear, "Forget dessert..."
Draco nodded his assent and kissed Harry once again on the nose. And we all know what happens to Harry when that happens! Quickly, they made their way back to the inn. Once inside the room, Draco grabbed Harry again and hugged him as if he were his lifeline. Then Draco heard a small gasp.
"What's wrong?" Draco looked down.
Harry looked up into Draco's eyes...and it was his turn to gasp.
"Harry...? Your eyes are glowing green..." Draco tried to sound serious, but it was terribly hard. Something in Harry's eyes made him want to be closer...closer than he had ever been to anyone.
"Harry?" Draco said stroking Harry's cheek softly.
"Draco...I want you." Harry whispered.
Draco lent down and kissed Harry so softly that he could barely feel it. Harry reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt. Draco did the same to Harry. Once the shirts were off, they moved to the trousers. Draco was licking, kissing, and nipping everywhere there was bare skin. Draco moved Harry's hands from his trousers and dropped to his knees. He looked up into Harry's green eyes and began to unbutton and unzip Harry's pants. Draco pulled those and Harry's boxers down. He looked at Harry's cock and silently thanked whomever would listen. Draco looked up into Harry's eyes and slowly pressed a kiss to Harry's weeping cock, relishing the salty taste that was Harry. Then he took Harry's cock in his mouth as far as it would go. Draco proceeded to suck Harry for all he was worth. Harry ran his hands through Draco's hair, grabbed tightly and started thrusting in and out of Draco's hot mouth.
"Draco...I'm going...to cum..." Harry panted, thrusting faster.
Draco quit sucking for a moment, "Do it, Harry...cum for me..."
And Harry did exactly what Draco told him to. After Harry emptied himself in Draco's willing mouth, he began to fall. Draco stood back up and held Harry protectively by the waist. He leaned down and kissed Harry hungrily, sharing Harry's taste.
"I still want you, Draco."
Draco lifted Harry and carried him to the bed where he gently laid him down. He climbed on top and straddled Harry's hips. Draco leaned down and kissed Harry, letting one hand tangle in the jet black locks and the other hand trailing down to tease a nipple.
"Mmm...Draco...hurry up." Harry whispered and reached down to finish unzipping Draco's trousers. Harry reached inside and pulled Draco's hard cock free. Harry began to stroke Draco slow and hard.
"Harry...stop...you'll make...me cum..." Draco panted. Harry stopped and looked expectantly at this blonde god sitting on him. Draco moved to position himself between Harry's legs. Slowly, Draco pushed Harry's legs apart.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes...Oh! God Yes!" Harry couldn't take this anymore. He wanted Draco and he wanted him now. Draco leaned down and kissed the inside of Harry's thighs; licking, sucking, and biting softly. He let one hand travel up Harry's shivering body to his supple lips that were swollen from kissing. Harry took the fingers in his mouth and sucked them; effectively coating them with saliva. Draco kept kissing until he reached Harry's entrance. He had never done this before and he was still a little nervous. Draco licked the crevice of Harry's perfect little arse and stuck his tongue into the tight ring of muscle. Harry gave a little yelp. That certainly surprised him, not that he was complaining. He felt Draco had the greatest tongue in the world. Draco withdrew his fingers from Harry's mouth and placed them at his hole. Gently, Draco slid one finger into Harry. Harry gasped and tensed even more.
"Just relax Harry. It will feel much better if you relax." Draco whispered while he slowly and gently thrust his finger in and out.
"Have...have you...done this before?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.
"No...but I've read about it..." Draco replied, a slight blush creeping up his pale cheeks.
"Oh...Ahhh!...what the fuck was that?!" Harry panted as wave after wave of pleasure shocked through his body.
Draco smirked, "That would be your prostate, love...want me to do it again?"
"Yes...Ohhh!..." Harry moaned as he finally started relaxing.
"I'm going to add another finger, okay?" Draco said and Harry nodded.
Draco added another finger and started scissoring, trying to stretch Harry fast without hurting him. Once Harry started pushing against him, Draco pushed in three fingers. After a short while, Harry was more than ready.
"Draco...please..."
Draco withdrew his fingers and positioned himself, "Are you ready?"
"Yes!"
As Draco slowly pushed in, Harry began to speak.
"I will be eternally yours, to love you, honor you, and protect you...forever..."
Draco pulled back out and slowly pushed back in and spoke, "I, too, will be forever yours as you will be mine. I will love you, honor you, and protect you from all dangers even if it means with my life."
The boys couldn't take this pressure anymore. Draco sped up and found a steady rhythm. Soon though, Harry cried out for him to go faster and harder and deeper. Draco was only too happy to comply. Harry felt his lower stomach and balls tighten...
"Draco!...I'm going to...to...DRAAAACOOOO!..." Harry came hard against their stomachs.
Draco felt the tightening of Harry around him and he couldn't hold anymore. He thrust deep one last time before spilling all of himself in Harry's sated body. Draco leaned down and kissed Harry lightly on his swollen lips as he gently and slowly pulled his softening member out of Harry. Then he lay down beside his new lover. Draco took Harry into his arms and held him possessively, with Harry half laying on his chest.
Not a word was said as they fell asleep, Harry wrapped in the arms of his savior.
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Well, that's this chapter! I hoped you like it. I've already gotten half of the next chapter written, so there won't be a long delay. Thanks everyone for your patience! I really appreciate it! I have two things to ask for a later chapter.
What should the baby be?
Boy
Girl What should the name of the baby be if it is a boy or girl?
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Draco put Harry's things away neatly and discovered that he still had about two hours left. He turned to look at the raven-haired, emerald-eyed angel and smiled.
It has been two days with the Boy Wonder, and already Draco was very fond of him. Draco could not understand why exactly. In school, for the past six years, they fought like Vampires and Werewolves. What had changed between them? Draco could not quite put his finger on it, but there was something different about Harry. He felt as if he was being drawn to him. He had so many questions he wanted answers to like "Why is Harry even here?", "Where are the Weasel and Mudblood?", "Why aren't we fighting anymore?". Draco decided that something was definitely different with Harry, but he would ask tonight.
Draco checked his watch again. They had an hour and a half, so he figured he could go ahead and wake Harry. He walked to Harry and light shook him.
"No... go away... I sleep five more..." Harry mumbled slapping weakly in the air, trying to hit his attacker.
"Five more minutes, love?" Draco whispered in Harry's ear.
"Hours...5 more..." Harry mumbled, still asleep.
Draco smiled and thought to himself, 'So, my Harry is a heavy sleeper and not an easy riser.' Draco walked to the bathroom, turned on the sink faucet to cold, and stuck his hands underneath the spray. He walked back to the bedroom and climbed on top of Harry. Draco slowly and carefully slid Harry's shirt up.
' 1...2...3!' Draco placed his hands on Harry's chest. It took Harry a fraction of a second to wake.
"AHHH! COLD! COLD! COLD!" Harry shouted, struggling to free himself. Harry stopped immediately when he felt Draco's soft lips on his own. Draco pulled away and smirked.
"Wakie, wakie Boy Wonder."
"What was that for!? The cold and...and the touching...and the cold!?"
"Well," Draco started innocently, "you wouldn't wake. I tried, but you just kept sleeping."
"Fine," Harry crossed his arms and began to pout, "I'm up. You know, Draco, in America, they have the 8th Amendment."
"What's that?"
"It's a law...it regulates cruel and unusual punishment!"
"Ha...Ha...my Super Hero is also a comedian. Now get your lazy arse out of bed and take a shower."
"Okay, okay." Harry grumbled as he got up and walked to the bathroom. Harry took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror.
'What does he see in me? I'm not attractive. He's the one who is the epiphany of pure, angelic beauty. I look scraggly...and I look too bony. He's so perfect...too perfect for me.'
Harry turned on the tap and stepped under the spray of the hot water. This simple habit of human society, a hot shower, felt so soothing to Harry. He slowly washed himself and let the spray wash away the suds. He stepped out and wrapped a fluffy, pale-blue towel loosely around his waste. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Draco throwing clothes everywhere. Harry placed his hands on his hips.
"Draco!" Said person stopped immediately, turned around, and looked at Harry with the most adorable frustrated expression. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to find something to wear so I can put them on after I take a shower, but nothing seems to fit my fancy today."
Harry walked to his frustrated companion, "Here...let me help..." Harry picked out a pair of black trousers and a deep red, button-up shirt. To Harry, the shirt would set a warm glow around Draco.
"Thanks, Harry." Draco said and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek.
"No problem, love. Now, go take a shower."
"As you wish...Oh Captain, My Captain!" Draco saluted and ran to the safety of the bathroom before his oblivious lion could catch on.
Harry picked out a pair of charcoal trousers that hung low around his hips and a black, short-sleeved shirt that was a little tight in the right places. Harry walked over to the mirror and looked at himself.
' Damn! I look great! Draco sure knows how to dress me in things that actually look good.' Harry's enthusiasm faded though. ' Draco has spent so much on me. How could I ever repay him?'
Just then, Draco walked in. He was wrapped in a big, fluffy, red towel. His hair was still wet, dripping on his well-defined chest.
"Harry! You look absolutely gorgeous!" Draco gushed. Harry blushed and smiled.
"Thanks. Now get ready before we become late." Draco nodded and began pulling on his clothes. Then he turned around, letting Harry's green eyes look over his lithe body.
"Wow...you look..." Harry started.
"...stunning...sexy...delicious...?" Draco asked.
"Uh-huh." Harry just nodded his head.
"Let's go then?"
"Yeah, I'm starving." Harry said, his tummy giving a little rumble of confirmation. They started walking to the door until Draco stopped them.
"What?" Harry asked.
"The Glamour Charms... I forgot them." Draco replied, taking out his wand and raising it to the ready.
"No!...I mean...I don't want a glamour charm. I want to be seen with you. I've nothing to hide...anymore."
Before Harry knew it, Draco had tackled him in a fierce hug, "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I didn't want to use the charm either...You make me so happy."
"You make me happy as well."
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Harry and Draco walked hand in hand to the restaurant. When they got there, a man was standing at a podium with a large book.
"Welcome to Mandellanas. Do you have a reservations?"
"No, but you may seat us at one of the Malfoy tables."
The man shook his head in negation, "I'm sorry, sir. Those tables are reserved for members of the Malfoy family and their guests only."
"I am a Malfoy, sir. I am Draconis Adonis Malfoy, only son and heir of Lucius Malfoy."
The man looked panic stricken, "Oh! I'm dreadfully sorry, Mr. Malfoy. Right this way please."
The man led Draco and Harry to a separate room.
"Someone will be by momentarily to take your orders."
"You'll love the food here, Harry. Don't get anything you can't pronounce...you'll end up getting something that will really taste bad. I, myself, am a steak and potatoes kind of guy. What do you like to eat?"
"I really like soups."
"Well, that certainly explains why you are so small."
"Well, I've never eaten much anyway...and I don't look manly at all...I think I look like a girl." Harry chuckled.
"Well, you do have an excellent body...definitely a quidditch player."
"Draaacooo... stop...you're making me blush." Harry said dramatically.
Just then, their waiter showed up, "What would you gentlemen like to drink?"
"I'll have an iced water." Harry replied awkwardly.
"...and I'll have your finest red wine." Draco replied sure of himself.
The waiter left and returned a few moments later with two drinks, "Here your are drinks gentlemen," he placed them on the table, "and are you ready to order?"
Draco spoke up first, "I will have a steak, 7 ounces, medium well, and a baked potato with only butter...Harry? What will you have?"
"Can I have...a...um...bowl of tomato soup?" Harry asked blushing.
The waiter looked at Harry with disdain, 'He has no sense of fine dining' the waiter thought to himself. Nonetheless, he put on his "waiter face".
"Your dinners will be served momentarily." The waiter left in a hurriedly manner.
Harry looked back over at Draco, "I thought you would have ordered something a little more...fancy."
"Harry, I'm a simple kind of guy, especially when it comes to food." Draco said laughing.
A moment of silence passed between the two, until Harry spoke up first.
"Draco?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you do it?"
"How do I do what?" Draco had no clue what Harry was going on about.
"How can you touch me and kiss me...after what Lucius did to you? You act as if nothing ever happened, and something did happen. He only did that to you a couple days ago."
"Harry, I can't deny that what Lucius did didn't happen. It will do me better in the long run if I try to forget what happened and move on with my life. Being with you these past couple days has been great for me." Draco replied calmly.
Harry was almost in tears, "...but Lucius stole something from you, something that wasn't even his! ...and how can you be so calm about this?"
Draco reached over and grabbed Harry's small hands, "It isn't about what he took, Harry. Virginity is something that one has to willingly give...I gave him nothing. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Yeah," Harry sighed, "What are you going to do about Lucius?"
"I don't plan on doing anything. As far as I know, he's already disinherited me...not that I care. I have enough money to live lavishly for about ten lifetimes."
"What about school? Do you want to tell people about us?"
"Well, what do you want to do?"
"I want everyone to know about us... but only later on. I want to settle in first."
Draco felt his heart flutter and was going to say something back, but their waiter came, followed by another man.
"Here is your dinner, sirs. I hope you enjoy." He and the other man turned stiffly and walked away.
"Well, I'm famished." Draco said as he began to tuck into his steak and potato. Harry slowly picked up his spoon and began to eat, trying to use the manners he never learned.
"Harry...can I ask you something?" Draco asked while cutting his steak in precise little squares.
"Yeah, sure." Harry said while slurping some soup.
"Where's Weasley and Granger? I know how you all are...The Three Musketeers and all that. They have never left your side."
"Well, from now on...call me the Lone Ranger. We split up a while back."
"I'm so sorry. What happened?"
"They don't approve of my 'lifestyle'. Well, that's how Hermione put it. Ron just said it was wrong and disgusting...then he punched me in the eye. His brother, Bill, is just as gay as me. Of course, he doesn't know that. Bigotry...that is what everyone in Gryffindor is ."
"I'm sorry, Harry. So...uh...when did you know that you were...you know...gay? You don't have to answer. I'm just curious is all."
"I've never really had an attraction to girls. I tried to date them, but it was no use. I even agreed to a date with Cho Chang. It was a major disaster. Everything that could go wrong...did go wrong."
"Cho Chang? She tried to shag me in the middle of the hall two years ago. She is such the whore."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was walking down the hall and suddenly, there she was, groping me. I tried pushing her off, but she was like glue. She started taking my clothes off and she started taking off her clothes. The next thing I knew, she had pushed me up against the wall. I pushed her away hard and she fell on the floor, right on her arse. That didn't stop her. She came at me like a rabid beast. Those things she might call a breast were staring at me. This time...I pushed her up against the wall and told her to stop. I told her that there was nothing she could do to get 'it' to come up. She asked what I was talking about, so I showed her."
"What do you mean you showed her?"
"I pulled it out and showed her I was as limp as a wet noodle! Not to mention that I am gay. Stupid bitch ran away crying!"
Harry couldn't stop laughing. Draco decided he loved Harry laughing. It was full of purity and pristine innocence.
"Draco? Why did she try to do that in the first place?" Harry asked after he caught his breath.
"There had been a pool going to see what lucky girl could debauch the Slytherin Ice King. I'm still a virgin, Harry."
"Why haven't you slept with any of the guys at school? I've heard rumors."
"Well, my father was never faithful to my mother. I could see how much it broke her heart. My mother told me my father was her first and only and my father said he couldn't even remember how many women he had had sex with before her. I could never put another through what my father had put my mother through. So, why are you here two weeks before the start of term?"
"The Dursleys' kicked me out. I'd say it was the best decision they have ever made about my welfare." Harry spoke as he slurped around the last bit of his soup. Draco finished his meal shortly after.
"Are you up to dessert?"
"I love sweets"
Draco left a large sum of money on the table and grabbed Harry by the waist and led them outside. Once they were on the sidewalk, Draco pulled Harry into a knee-bending-heart-fluttering-body-melting-heart-bursting kiss.
After the need for air became a necessity, they stopped the kiss. Harry whispered in Draco's ear, "Forget dessert..."
Draco nodded his assent and kissed Harry once again on the nose. And we all know what happens to Harry when that happens! Quickly, they made their way back to the inn. Once inside the room, Draco grabbed Harry again and hugged him as if he were his lifeline. Then Draco heard a small gasp.
"What's wrong?" Draco looked down.
Harry looked up into Draco's eyes...and it was his turn to gasp.
"Harry...? Your eyes are glowing green..." Draco tried to sound serious, but it was terribly hard. Something in Harry's eyes made him want to be closer...closer than he had ever been to anyone.
"Harry?" Draco said stroking Harry's cheek softly.
"Draco...I want you." Harry whispered.
Draco lent down and kissed Harry so softly that he could barely feel it. Harry reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt. Draco did the same to Harry. Once the shirts were off, they moved to the trousers. Draco was licking, kissing, and nipping everywhere there was bare skin. Draco moved Harry's hands from his trousers and dropped to his knees. He looked up into Harry's green eyes and began to unbutton and unzip Harry's pants. Draco pulled those and Harry's boxers down. He looked at Harry's cock and silently thanked whomever would listen. Draco looked up into Harry's eyes and slowly pressed a kiss to Harry's weeping cock, relishing the salty taste that was Harry. Then he took Harry's cock in his mouth as far as it would go. Draco proceeded to suck Harry for all he was worth. Harry ran his hands through Draco's hair, grabbed tightly and started thrusting in and out of Draco's hot mouth.
"Draco...I'm going...to cum..." Harry panted, thrusting faster.
Draco quit sucking for a moment, "Do it, Harry...cum for me..."
And Harry did exactly what Draco told him to. After Harry emptied himself in Draco's willing mouth, he began to fall. Draco stood back up and held Harry protectively by the waist. He leaned down and kissed Harry hungrily, sharing Harry's taste.
"I still want you, Draco."
Draco lifted Harry and carried him to the bed where he gently laid him down. He climbed on top and straddled Harry's hips. Draco leaned down and kissed Harry, letting one hand tangle in the jet black locks and the other hand trailing down to tease a nipple.
"Mmm...Draco...hurry up." Harry whispered and reached down to finish unzipping Draco's trousers. Harry reached inside and pulled Draco's hard cock free. Harry began to stroke Draco slow and hard.
"Harry...stop...you'll make...me cum..." Draco panted. Harry stopped and looked expectantly at this blonde god sitting on him. Draco moved to position himself between Harry's legs. Slowly, Draco pushed Harry's legs apart.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes...Oh! God Yes!" Harry couldn't take this anymore. He wanted Draco and he wanted him now. Draco leaned down and kissed the inside of Harry's thighs; licking, sucking, and biting softly. He let one hand travel up Harry's shivering body to his supple lips that were swollen from kissing. Harry took the fingers in his mouth and sucked them; effectively coating them with saliva. Draco kept kissing until he reached Harry's entrance. He had never done this before and he was still a little nervous. Draco licked the crevice of Harry's perfect little arse and stuck his tongue into the tight ring of muscle. Harry gave a little yelp. That certainly surprised him, not that he was complaining. He felt Draco had the greatest tongue in the world. Draco withdrew his fingers from Harry's mouth and placed them at his hole. Gently, Draco slid one finger into Harry. Harry gasped and tensed even more.
"Just relax Harry. It will feel much better if you relax." Draco whispered while he slowly and gently thrust his finger in and out.
"Have...have you...done this before?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.
"No...but I've read about it..." Draco replied, a slight blush creeping up his pale cheeks.
"Oh...Ahhh!...what the fuck was that?!" Harry panted as wave after wave of pleasure shocked through his body.
Draco smirked, "That would be your prostate, love...want me to do it again?"
"Yes...Ohhh!..." Harry moaned as he finally started relaxing.
"I'm going to add another finger, okay?" Draco said and Harry nodded.
Draco added another finger and started scissoring, trying to stretch Harry fast without hurting him. Once Harry started pushing against him, Draco pushed in three fingers. After a short while, Harry was more than ready.
"Draco...please..."
Draco withdrew his fingers and positioned himself, "Are you ready?"
"Yes!"
As Draco slowly pushed in, Harry began to speak.
"I will be eternally yours, to love you, honor you, and protect you...forever..."
Draco pulled back out and slowly pushed back in and spoke, "I, too, will be forever yours as you will be mine. I will love you, honor you, and protect you from all dangers even if it means with my life."
The boys couldn't take this pressure anymore. Draco sped up and found a steady rhythm. Soon though, Harry cried out for him to go faster and harder and deeper. Draco was only too happy to comply. Harry felt his lower stomach and balls tighten...
"Draco!...I'm going to...to...DRAAAACOOOO!..." Harry came hard against their stomachs.
Draco felt the tightening of Harry around him and he couldn't hold anymore. He thrust deep one last time before spilling all of himself in Harry's sated body. Draco leaned down and kissed Harry lightly on his swollen lips as he gently and slowly pulled his softening member out of Harry. Then he lay down beside his new lover. Draco took Harry into his arms and held him possessively, with Harry half laying on his chest.
Not a word was said as they fell asleep, Harry wrapped in the arms of his savior.
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Well, that's this chapter! I hoped you like it. I've already gotten half of the next chapter written, so there won't be a long delay. Thanks everyone for your patience! I really appreciate it! I have two things to ask for a later chapter.
What should the baby be?
Boy
Girl What should the name of the baby be if it is a boy or girl?