Chapter 25

Draco turned away from those emerald eyes and shifted in his seat, trying to hide his lust from the boy situated across from him. Harry, however, watched with twinkling eyes and a knowing smile.

Draco looked at Pansy and Crabbe and said, 'Before I have to see anymore than I want to, resulting in being permanently scarred, I think I'm gonna leave.'

Harry followed the blonde's eyes and in a laughing voice said, 'Do you think he's trying to swallow her? Or do you think his tongue has been swallowed and he's trying to get it back?'

Draco snorted and then stood up, 'Either way, I think that the view doesn't sit very well with this alcohol.'

Harry nodded his head in silent agreement and stood up, shuffling out of the shrouded booth.

'Harry, Harry!'

The two boys turned their heads to look for the owner of the voice.

'Harry, you were bloody brilliant, man! I mean, I already knew Draco and the rest were good, but you, well, I'll just say that there are quite a few girls looking for you.'

Harry smiled a bit at the brunette's compliments, 'Thanks Nott. But I think I want to get out of here, those shots are starting to get to me.'

Theodore seemed to perk up a slight bit as he, unabashedly, volunteered, 'If you wanted Harry, I know of this great place not many people go to. I could show you if you want.'

Draco noticed the sable haired boy looking Harry over. Feeling a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach, and some unreasonable sense of possessiveness he raised one lip in a snarl and said coolly, 'Sorry Nott, but Harry and I were just going to go and say goodbye to our friends and then get ready for bed.'

Theodore seemed to catch on, his eyes going back and forth between one astonished Harry, and the blonde Slytherin who was one of the most respected Slytherins. Deciding that he would rather live than make the blonde any angrier he said, 'Sure, just trying to help out.'

As the sable haired youth walked off he seemed slightly angry, Harry hadn't noticed as he was staring at Draco with curiosity.

Noticing Harry's stares, Draco bit out, 'What? Did that last shot do something to my appearance?'

Harry gave a snort at Draco's vain worry before asking, 'So, are we going to say good night to Lizz, or are we simply going to stand here all night?'

Draco took in the way the light reflected off of Harry's midnight hair, and the way it was currently tousled, I wonder if it looks like that after a wild romp in the bed. Looking to the boy's eyes Draco noticed that they weren't simply emerald, they were a very deep black around the outer rim, making the emerald stand out farther. A very interesting characteristic, and damnably hot as well.

Noticing that Draco was staring at him, Harry colored slightly before he had a great idea. Moving one hand to place on Draco's arm in a slightly intimate way and he said in a husky voice, 'Dreams can come true.'

Snapping out of his reverie Draco looked to Harry with clear eyes and asked in a startled voice, 'What did you just say?'

His eyes dancing with laughter and longing, Harry replied to the blonde's query in the same sensuous voice, 'I said that dreams can come true.'

Draco's eyes soon filled with understanding and an answering lust and he said, 'I think that I saw Lizz and her sister crawling off to bed awhile ago, maybe we should just go and head to our own dormitory.'

Harry smiled broadly and said, 'Yeah, that sounds best. That way I can get rid of my extra energy and get some sleep, not be roped into some fight with a drunken Slytherin.'

Harry smirked as he heard the band behind him singing.

'No, no, no, nooo
Don't phunk with my heart
Yeah
No, no, no, nooo
Don't phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home,
Would you still be in love baby? (love, love)
(love, love) In love baby?
I wonder if I take you home,
Would you still be in love baby? (love, love)
(love, love) In love baby?...'

Looking at Draco he said, 'And I have to wonder the same thing as the song.'

Draco looked confused and then listened to the music. His eyes went wide, and then he smiled, 'Come on, we better hurry. I suddenly feel extremely claustrophobic.'

xxxxXXXXXXXxxxx

Harry looked at the solid oak door in front of him, on a brass plate it read, 'Personal Rooms of Draco Malfoy.'

Looking for a door he was confused when he found none, turning to Draco he asked, 'Is there some concealment charm on the door handle or something?'

Draco laughed softly and pulled a potionary knife out of his pant pocket; slicing the tip of his index finger he watched the blood pool to the surface.

'No, no concealment charm. But there is a blood ward. To gain entrance you must shed blood, and the only blood it will take is blood that has been added with my magical seal.'

Harry lifted an eyebrow and said, 'I'm impressed, intelligent and a gorgeous bod to boot.'

Draco blushed faintly as he pressed the drops of blood to the oak surface. From where the blood touched the door fell away as if it had never been there. Stepping through the door Harry took in his surroundings.

He was in a hallway, the carpet was the color of jet, and thick enough that you sank ankle deep. The walls were chrome grey. Looking down the hallway, Harry noticed that the walls were covered with pictures of Draco, smiling with his Slytherin cronies. Between the photos at spaced intervals were several doors, the door knobs silver.

Walking to the very end of the hallway Harry opened the door that he instinctively knew was where the blonde slept. Stepping through his eyes widened at the decorating. In the centre of the room was a large round bed that was covered in thick pillows, and down comforters encased in emerald silk. The plush carpet surrounding the bed was midnight black, and the bare walls were a virginal ivory. He smiled as he noticed that he could still hear the music being played in the party, as if it was a sound system.

'…Take aim to prove you're not alone
No prisoners, no fugitives
And you're face to face with victory
Hearts like a world you come to say
The kamikaze pilot crashes
As a phoenix rises from the ashes…'

Smirking, Harry thought of the tattoo on his back; the phoenix.

Before he could begin a closer inspection of the room he heard the 'click' of the door being shut, and the next moment stars were flashing in front of his eyes, his head pounding. It took Harry a moment to realize that Draco had slammed him up against the wall.

Looking to Draco to ask a question his lips were quickly captured in a kiss, it was soft and gentle. It was warm, and delicious. But needing more Harry quickly turned the caressing kiss into a rough show of need, his lips moving hard against those of the platinum blonde.

Draco quickly complied, opening his mouth and allowing Harry entrance to deepen the kiss.

Wanting to feel the warmth of his skin, Harry pushed off Draco's shirts while sucking on his bottom lip. Moaning, Draco leaned into him, his breathing becoming erratic.

Draco tore his lips away reluctantly and then ripped off Harry's black tank, admiring the tanned and toned flesh. Now that he was able to see Draco's body, Harry smiled at the creamy skin and flat abs. Brushing one finger against Draco's washboard muscles he felt a twinge of pleasure shoot up his spine. Draco also felt the contact, his body heating further at the gentle caress of his skin.

Wanting more than just kissing and simple touching, Harry moved quickly and slammed Draco against the wall. Now in control he ground his hips against the sly Slytherin's.

'…Tough love, you're hard to beat
You're worth the fight
It hits you where it hurts
Oh are you tough enough, tough enough
Tough love, you're hard to beat
You're worth the fight
Soul surrender to your heart
You're tough enough, tough enough…'

Trailing small nips down the blonde's neck, he licked the hollow at the base of the boy's throat. Moaning out at the pleasure, Draco ground back, the contact of their abdomen's creating friction and sending shocks of pleasure through him. Unable to stand it anymore, Draco threw Harry off of him, wanting, needing, to be back in control.

Harry looked up at the blonde from the floor, his backside stinging, but the rest of him still wanting the glaze eyed boy who was staring down at him.

ooO Flashback Ooo

Harry looked up at Vernon Dursley, the man's face was as purple as a plum, veins sticking out in his neck. His latest injury was still stinging; the fall backwards had bruised his tail bone. Looking up at the man he tried not to show any fear, for that would bring on another onslaught of fists and feet.

Trying not to grimace as a drop of blood fell into his eye he thought of Hogwarts. Back at Hogwarts he would be able to delve further into his studies of magic, he would be able to laugh freely once again, and he would be rid of this cruel tyranny of his uncle.

'Listen to me boy! I told you the next time that I saw you with your books out on the kitchen table that you would have more to answer to than a simple cane.'

ooO End Flashback Ooo

Anger flooded through Harry's veins, adding fuel to the fire of his passion. He looked up at his blonde friend and smiled wickedly. In an instant he had acted. Swinging his foot, Harry caught a surprised Draco and tripped him. Draco hit the plush carpet and glared, only one had dared touch him before.

ooO Flashback Ooo

'What's the matter Lucius? You couldn't just let your daughter be taken and be thankful that I am leaving you your son? Your heir!'

The young boy looked over to his father, seeing the crimson tint of blood as it trickled out of his father's mouth. His father was being tortured with 'Crucio'.

'No!'

The man who had had his wand trained on Lucius now turned to the son, 'And you. You're sister would have been returned, eventually, possibly.'

At the man's words a chorus of chuckles rose from his servants.

'But now, well, now you shall never see her again. Crucio'

The boy gave no sound as he was tortured, he would not want to dishonor his father.

ooO End Flashback Ooo

Draco snarled up at the dark haired male who was now looking slightly worried towards him. Draco got to his knees and then launched himself at Harry. Hitting the tanned boy in the center of his chest he knocked the two of them back onto his silky bed.

'Bad move, Potter.'

Opening his mouth to retort, Harry was surprised when Draco began to kiss him, his tongue instantly delving into the other's mouth. Moaning, Harry lifted his hands and stroked Draco's sides, his fingernails rasping gently over the others ribs.

Suddenly Draco retracted his tongue and took Harry's bottom lip between his teeth, biting down. Harry gasped out in surprise and dug his nails into the other boy's back. Crescent shaped grooves forming under his nails.

While Harry was busy digging his nails into Draco's back, Draco took advantage and ripped out his belt, throwing it into a corner of the room behind him.

'…Take it up against the ropes
I've been there where you hold your hopes
Where the fires of passion burns the waiting heart
We can break the red tape hustle
Now that's my kind of muscle…'

Harry eased up on Draco and smirked slightly as he listened to the song. The passion inside of him certainly was burning. Closing his eyes his lips twitched silently.

'Bloody hell! How in Merlin did you do that?'

Looking at the blonde with an innocent expression Harry did a slight pout and asked, 'Why do you automatically think it was me?'

Draco groaned and tried to keep his head as he replied, 'Because you're the only other damnable one in here. Not to mention the only one who could possibly want us both naked right now.'

Harry took advantage of the shocked and slightly miffed boy above him and flipped him so that their positions were reversed. Looking into the liquid silver below him, flashing emeralds heated up just before the contact was made.

Draco cried out as Harry entered him, the tight pressure inside of him sending spirals of pleasure and pain shooting through his body; the pain of not even being prepared before Harry entered him only hieghtened Draco's pleasure. Not waiting for either one to stop Harry thrust hard and in a slow rhythm. Sweat began to break out across his back as he continued to pound harder.

Opening his grey eyes back up, Draco looked through the haze of pleasure and pain to look into the eyes of the one who now possessed him. Raising his hips in time to the other's he ground upwards, forcing his lover deeper.

'…The stamina to end the runnin'
The armor when the night comes gunnin'
To steal your eyes with blind ambition
Beat you down with competition
You got tough love on your side
When your eyes see red
And on dead-end streets
And hunger feeds the heart that beats…'

Harry held himself above the slightly smaller boy with his strong arms, thrusting harder and faster into the blonde one. He smiled at the contrast between them. He himself was so dark, raven hair, tanned skin, and flashing emerald eyes. But his lover, his lover was creamy, and with platinum hair, and those piercing grey eyes.

Thrusting again he tried to hold back until he seen the glimmer of orgasm in the other's eyes. Biting his bottom lip, where just moments ago the blonde had done the same, he willed himself to hold on.

Draco felt his body begin to tighten and roll in the wake of the coming orgasm. Digging his nails into Harry's back he willed himself to keep his eyes open. Harry felt the others nails dig in and smiled, soon.

Unable to hold out any longer Harry yelled in release. As Draco felt Harry fall over the precipice of orgasm he himself soon followed, biting Harry's collarbone to keep from screaming what was on the tip of his tongue.

Once the waves had stopped, and he was laying their, limp beneath his lover, he mumbled softly into the others shoulder. Needing to say it out loud.

------------------------------------
The songs above are not owned by me, they, respectively, belong to others.
First: Don't Phunk With My Heart – Black Eyed Peas
Second: Tough Love – Patty Smyth
Sorry about having to repost this, but I had a big mistake I had to correct, sorry for any inconvenience.
And again, huge props to my beta, she is the best.