A/N: I am sooo sorry for taking so long to update. I kinda lost motivation for a while. And have been a little busy in real life. Thank you for all the lovely reviews! I really do appreciate it! And there is a treat for everyone. There's some "action" at the end of this chapter. ;D

Harry POV

I woke up the next morning with the biggest headache ever. Man was I glad it was Saturday. Someone was banging around in their trunk. I groaned. "Could you keep it down? I have a huge headache." The only response was more, louder banging. That could only mean one thing.

I stuck my head out of my bed. "Ron, are you still mad at me?" Stupid question.

"What do you think?" he asked, slamming his trunk shut. "And you might want to get up soon if you don't want to miss lunch," he hissed as he stormed out of the dorm.

Lunch? Man, it must be late. Of course I hadn't been aware of what time it was when Draco had brought me back to my room. That memory brought a smile to my face. After Draco had asked me to go out with him, we had spent probably 15 minutes snogging outside the Gryffindor common room before I got so tired I could barely stand. Draco had carried me up to my bed, and I think I fell asleep in his arms. At least I don't remember being placed in bed, although it was obvious I had ended up there eventually.

My stomach growled. "Ok, ok. I'm getting up." I must have stood up too fast, though, because all of the sudden I saw bright lights and fell back on the bed. I groaned again. I really needed to remember not to drink that much again any time soon. I finally managed to get dressed and make it to the Great Hall.

Apparently I wasn't the only one who had been sleeping off the effects of last night. It looked like half the school was still in bed, and those who had make it down didn't look much better than I felt. I did a quick scan around the Hal, but didn't see Draco. I sighed and sat down, beginning to pile food on my plate.

"Good morning, sunshine!" a voice said from behind me. I looked up. Draco! I smiled at him. "How's your head feel?" he asked, sliding into the seat next to me and giving me a hug.

I groaned yet again. "I feel like someone has beaten me upside the head with a 2x4."

He laughed quietly. "My poor baby." Then he leaned over and kissed me on the temple. "After some food and aspirin, you want to go for a walk?"

"With you?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, it better not be with anybody else!" he said, wrapping his arms around me.

"Then I'd love to."

Draco POV

The poor guy not only felt like he had been beaten with a 2x4, he looked like it, too. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair a mess, and he was wincing with every step he took. I don't think he ever looked more attractive.

We were walking around the castle grounds, holding hands, in a comfortable silence. It amazed me to think how much things had changed between us in a few short months.

"Harry," I said, breaking the silence. "There's something I need to tell you."

He looked at me sadly. "I knew it. I knew you'd change you mind. I knew you couldn't really like me, It's ok, though. I knew it was too good to be true." He looked like he was going to cry.

"What!" I exclaimed, pulling him towards me, "You silly boy! Of course I like you! And don't you ever think I'd change my mind again. Because I won't!" I wrapped my arms firmly around his waist and kissed him hard on the mouth. "Now, what I was going to tell you was that I'm not playing Quidditch this year."

"What!" it was his turn to exclaim. "Not play Quidditch? Why?"

"Well," I began, "I just don't think it would be right. There's no way I could play against you now. It wouldn't be fair to my team. Or you."

"Me?" he asked, smirking. "Why wouldn't it be fair to me? It's not like you've ever beaten me anyway." He had a twinkle in his eye and I knew he was kidding.

I squeezed him tight for a second and said, "It's a good think I know you're kidding."

He laughed, then looked serious. "Well, if you're not playing, neither am I. No," he said, cutting off what I was about to say. "You were the only one who ever gave me any real competition. If you're not playing, neither am I."

"You sure?" I asked him.

"Absolutely."

"We're going to have a lot of free time then, with not having practice and all. I wonder what we're going to with it," I said suggestively.

"Oh, I bet we can think of something," Harry said, grinning devilishly before leaning in to kiss me.

Harry POV

By dinner, the few people in the school that had not been at the Slytherin party knew about me and Draco. The Hufflepuffs seemed to be glad that at least they didn't have to run in fear every time Draco and I got near each other. The Ravenclaws didn't really seem to care. Gryffindors were split, half happy for me, half mad at me for "betraying" them. And the Slytherins appeared to be mad at both of us.

Draco was sitting at the end of the Slytherin table eating by himself. He didn't seem to mind, though, as he was spending more time starring my way than eating. Of course, I was doing the same thing back.

Hermione sat down next to me and said, "You guys make such a cute couple."

I blushed. Thanks. Hey, have you talked to Ron lately?"

She sighed. "Yeah. He's still mad. He'll come around, though. He just needs time to get used to the idea that 1. Draco is not the Prat he used to be and 2. You and Draco are together. Just don't let Draco get into any pissing matches with him and you should be fine."

I laughed. "Easier said than done." My smile fell as I thought of something. "He's going to be mad all over again when he hears I'm not playing Quidditch this year."

"You're WHAT! Why not?" She looked absolutely shocked.

"Well, Draco said it wouldn't be fair to his team as he couldn't be competitive against me, and if he's not playing, neither am I. Plus I'm sure the Slytherins will even want him to play for them anymore."

"Well, you're probably right on that last part," Hermione said, quite seriously. "But Harry, not playing Quidditch? You love it."

"I know, but it just doesn't seem that important to me anymore." I wondered how many times I would have this conversation over the next couple days.

"Well, if you're sure."

I laughed. "You sound just like Draco. And, yes, I'm sure."

"Well, ok, then," she said, and launched into a speech about our transfiguration homework.

Katie Bell, the Quidditch captain approached me in the common room later that evening. "Hey, Harry. Tryouts are next Saturday. Not that you need to, but I thought I'd give you the heads up."

"Sorry, Katie, but I won't be playing this year." I cringed, waiting for her reaction.

"WHAT!" she shrieked. "You're not playing! But Harry, where am I going to find another seeker with half the talent of you?" she asked, sounding quite panicked.

"I really am sorry, Katie." I was, but I wasn't going to change my mind.

"It's because of him, isn't it?" Ron asked from across the room. "He's tricked you into not playing so that Slytherin has a shot at the Cup this year. I knew he was trouble."

"Draco won't be playing this year, either, Ron," I said, starting to get mad. What was with everyone? It was my decision to ply or not. Not theirs. "And he's not trouble. He's wonderful."

"Yeah, right," Ron snapped back. "Just don't be surprised when he goes back on his word, or breaks your heart." And he went storming up to the dormitory.

"Well, Harry, I can't say I'm not upset, but I'll respect your decision

"Thanks, Katie," I said, smiling at her.

"No problem," she said. "Now where am I going to find another seeker?" she mumbled as she walked away.

It was getting late, so I finished the homework I had been working on and headed to bed. Ron was already in bed with his curtains drawn. I couldn't say I was sorry, either.

Draco POV

Ugh, it was Monday. Have I mentioned how much I hate Mondays? I dragged myself out of bed, showered, and headed down for breakfast. Pansy and Blaise were the only ones in my house still talking to me, but I didn't care. If they couldn't at least support my decision, I didn't need those losers. When I got to the Great Hall I sat next to Pansy.

"Good morning," she said happily.

"What in heaven's name are you so cheery about? Don't you realize it's Monday morning?" I asked.

"Yeah, I know. I' just in a good mood. You should be too, since your boyfriend is over there looking at you like a love sick puppy dog."

I looked over at Harry. She was right, he was. And I couldn't help but look back at him with the same look on my face. "He is gorgeous, isn't he?" I asked her.

She laughed, "I'd say yes, but you'd probably hit me for it."

I grinned back at her. "You're probably right." All of the sudden there was a flutter of wings. Morning post had arrived.

I had no reason to suspect a letter, so when a bird landed in front of me, I was surprised. I looked up and my stomach dropped. It was my mother's owl. That meant she had probably heard about Harry and me. But at least it wasn't my father's owl. That would have been much worse.

I still hadn't removed the letter from her leg and she started to peck at my arm. ""Oh, sorry. I'm getting it," I said as I removed the letter. I gave her a hunk of sausage and sent her on her way.

My hands were trembling slightly as I opened the letter.

Draco,

You know I've never cared who you decided to make friends with, but you might want to be careful. As long as you're happy, I'm happy, and I won't be telling your Father, but don't expect it to be too long before he finds out. Be careful. I love you.

Mum

I took a deep breath. At least she was on my side. And she wouldn't be telling my father.

"Who was it from?" asked Pansy.

"My Mum. She knows about Harry."

Her eyes got real big. "And?"

I smiled. "She's on our side."

"Oh, good!" she smiled back. "And you father?"

I sighed. "He doesn't know yet. And for now I think I'm going to try to keep it that way." I stuffed the letter in my pocket. "I'm going to go talk to Harry before classes start," I said getting up.

"Ok, see ya later."

Harry was finishing as I got over there, and he stood up. I wrapped my arms around his waist and have him a kiss. "Morning," I said, smiling at him. It was really hard not to smile when he was around.

"Morning." He smiled back. "Who was the letter from?"

"My mum." his face fell. "Don't worry, she's ok with it."

And you father?"

I laughed. "You sound just like Pansy." He scowled at me. I kissed him again. "My father doesn't know yet."

"That's good, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's good. Of course I'll have to tell him sooner or later, but for now I'd rather it was later."

"Well, he said, "We'd better get ready for class. We've got Potions. Yuck."

I laughed again. "It's not that bad."

"Easy for you to say," he said smirking at me. "You're Teacher's Pet."

I laughed once more, grabbed his hand and walked with him back to class.

Harry POV

Needless to say, Snape wasn't happy to see me walk into class hand in hand with his favorite student, but for once he actually didn't have a snide remark for me. Class was relatively uneventful, except Hermione was paired with Pansy now. When had they gotten so chummy?

Much of the rest of the week went by the same. Deadly glares from some, words of encouragement from others, cat call when Draco and I were walking down the corridors together, and looks of disappointment from many of the girls.

Saturday morning came, and there was an announcement on the common room message board. Next weekend was a Hogsmead weekend! I was so excited. Min and Draco's first weekend out in public together. I started to rush down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Halfway there I slowed down. What if Draco didn't want to spend the day together? As far as I knew, Draco's father didn't have any idea about us. And if Draco wanted to keep it that way, we couldn't very well walk down the street together. I entered the Great Hall not feeling nearly as excited as I first had upon reading the bulletin.

He was sitting with Blaise when I walked in. He didn't see me until I sat down, but then he beamed at me. He was so adorable. I couldn't muster up much of a slime back, though. I couldn't get next weekend off my mind. What if he didn't want to spend it with me? While I understood he why he wouldn't want to, I still didn't like it.

Draco mush have realized something was wrong because he frowned a little, said something to Blaise, and walked over to me. He leaned down to kiss me on the cheek, then sat next to me. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said, trying to sound casual.

He frowned again, getting cute little wrinkles across his forehead. "Did you see the announcement in your common room?"

"About Hogsmead?" I was sure I looked downright miserable now.

"Yeah. You want to go, right?" he asked, sounding concerned.

"Yeah," I said, "Do you?"

"Of course I do!" he exclaimed.

"With me?" I had to ask.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? Of course I want to go with you. Did you think I wouldn't?"

"Well, I wasn't sure. Someone will probably see us and tell our father."

"Don't worry about him, I'll handle it. If he can't accept the fact I like you, well, screw him." Now he looked downright angry. Was there any emotion he didn't look good in?

I threw my arms around him and hugged him tight. "Thank you, Draco. I was really afraid you wouldn't want to go with me."

He smiled and wrapped an arm around my waist. "You worry too much, you know that, Harry?"

After breakfast we spent the morning in the library doing homework. I was hoping to finish in time to be able to go watch the Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts. I was curious to see who Katie would find to replace me.

All of the sudden it was one o'clock. Draco and I had missed lunch, but there was no way I wanted to miss the tryouts.

"Hey, Draco, want to go see some horribly inferior people try to replace me as Seeker?" I asked, throwing him a devilish grin.

He smirked. "I'd love to see them try."

Down at the pitch, I ran into Katie. "That was mean, scheduling tryouts right after lunch."

She smirked and replied, "Yeah, well I wanted to see how many people would be stupid enough to try to fly on a full stomach. If they are that stupid, they have no business being on my team."

I laughed. "Well, good luck finding someone."

She grimaced, "Thanks, I'll need it."

With that Draco and I headed up to the stands. Katie started out with simple maneuvers, maintaining flying patterns and the sort. After 20 minutes it was obvious two people had, in fact, eaten lunch beforehand. They left the pitch looking downright green. Draco laughed, "Suckers."

I grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it. "Be nice, dear." He just smiled at me.

Of all the new people, there was one girl-a third year, I think-that appeared to be able to handle a broom. Katie finally brought out the snitch. I spotted it twice before the girl did, but once she did, she was off after it. The others out for Seeker raced after her, but she out-maneuvered them and caught the snitch. I was impressed. She was a little rough around the edges, but he had real potential.

Katie looked up at me from the turf of the pitch. She made an exaggerated motion of wiping her hand across her forehead, then smiled.

"Well, that's that. Want to go find someplace to go 'talk'?" I asked Draco, giving him my best smile, and raising an eyebrow suggestively.

"You bet I do!" he said, grabbing my hand and dragging me off.

Draco POV

I knew just the place to take him. I took him back into the castle and down a seldom used corridor. "Close your eyes," I said. He smiled and did as I asked. I walked back and forth in front of the section of wall three times with my own eyes closed. "Ok, you can open them." He opened his eyes, saw the door that had appeared, and rushed for it. I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face. "You know about this place?"

"Duh," he said, "Now get in here!" he said huskily.

Well I certainly wasn't going to deny him. I hurried after him and as soon as the door was shut behind me, Harry grabbed me, threw me against the wall, and assaulted my mouth. Where had this come from? The couple times Harry and I had snogged, he had been gentle and almost cautious. Maybe watching the Quidditch tryouts had gotten him worked up? If that were the case, we'd have to go toe all the practices. Of every house.

Harry's hands had been on my shoulders, but as he moved them down to caress my chest, I stopped thinking and just concentrated on what he was doing. His thumbs had he was rubbing in a clockwise motion. I moaned and deepened the kiss. He responded and rubbed his groin against mine. I could feel his hardness against me, and I had to break off the kiss to get a breath. "Harry," I moaned and began sucking on his neck. He tilted his head to allow me better access and thrust against me again. This time we both moaned.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I grabbed his robes and started to pull them off, continuing to lick and kiss his neck. As I was taking my robes off, Harry began unbuttoning his shirt. I reached out to touch his chest. I was so hard and...-masculine-. I loved it. I continued running my hands over Harry's chest and stomach as he began to undo my shirt.

As soon as both shirts were on the floor, Harry pulled me to him again and resumed ravaging my mouth. Between the feel of Harry's tongue over mine, his chest pressed against me, and his hands running up and down my back, I felt like I was in Heaven. Nothing I had ever experienced had ever felt this good.

Harry reached down and began to undo my pants. I was throbbing so hard it was beginning to hurt. When my pants dropped to the floor, it was such a relief. Harry took me in his hands and began gently stroking me. He then began kissing down my chest, continuing his ministrations with his hands. I leaned my head against the wall and moaned.

He lingered over my belly button for a moment, flicking his tongue in and out of it. Who knew a belly button could emit such a feeling? But that was nothing compared tohow it felt when he took me in his mouth. I felt my knees begin to go weak and if the wall hadn't been supporting me, I know I would have slunk to the floor.

He was swirling his tongue over the tip of me, using one hand to stroke me, and the other to fondle my balls. I was already feeling close to climaxing, so when he took me fully in his mouth and began sucking I lose all control. He continued to suck and stroke in rhythm to my release. There was no way I'd ever feel anything that good again.

When I was through, Harry stood back up and kissed me on the mouth. I could taste myself on him and the mix of the two was quite delicious.

I grabbed him and put him against the wall. "You're turn," I whispered in his ear. I couldn't help grinning when I felt a little shiver run down his body.

I wasn't real sure what to do, so I just did what I wanted and what I though Harry would enjoy. I started kissing his chest, stopping to suck on his nipples. He moaned whenever I took my tongue and flicked it back anf forth on top of them. After a few moments of that, I used my hands and mouth to thoroughly explore his stomach. I had never seen a more perfectly sculpted body.

When I was sure he couldn't stand it any more, and I knew I couldn't, I slowly undid his pants. As they dropped to the floor I had to take a moment to admire him. Who knew he was hiding that beautiful piece of work in there? I had no restraint. I had to get my mouth on it. As I was slowly sucking and swirling my tongue over him, he began moaning and rocking his hips towards me, asking me to take him deeper. I obliged.

As I started stroking him, he began moaning louder and rocking harder against me. I put everything I had into giving him pleasure and when he started coming into my mouth, it was great for both of us. He tasted so delicious!

Once his body stopped shuddering from his orgasm, I stood up and took him in m y arms. I kissed him and then whispered in his ear, "Was that ok?"

He wrapped his arms tightly around me. "You have no idea."

A/N: I really hoped everyone enjoyed this chapter. This was my first time to write a "lemon scene." So please, let me know what you thought of it. Also, I'm not beta-ing this chapter. I just typed it up and I'm posting it, so you don't have to wait another week to get it. So if there are any major whatevers, let me know. Love you guys!