"God, Harry, you're so beautiful," Draco told him.
"I am?" Draco smiled slightly and drew a hand across Harry's cheekbone.
"Doesn't anyone ever tell you that?" He asked. Harry shook his head, no. Draco smiled again. "Well, they should." Harry stared at Draco in astonishment.
Draco leaned forward and captured Harry's lips in a soft kiss. Harry whimpered slightly and allowed Draco to slip his tongue inside his mouth. Harry was surprised at how good a kisser Draco was. Harry moaned as his mouth was plundered by Draco's skillful tongue.
Draco slid his hands around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. Harry allowed the movement and found himself flush against Draco. Draco moved a hand up to tangle itself in Harry's hair. Harry moaned softly into the kiss. Draco maneuvered Harry around to lie him down on the large bed.
He lowered Harry onto it and climbed on top of him. Harry gasped when he felt Draco's obvious erection pressing into his own. Draco broke the kiss to smirk down at Harry.
"Do you like that?" He whispered, moving in close to kiss Harry's neck. Harry squirmed slightly under Draco's hot breath on his neck. He whimpered when Draco's mouth left a trail of hot moist kisses down his neck.
"Yes," Harry breathed. He felt Draco's teeth graze his neck and had a sharp intake of breath. Draco moved down his body, leaving tiny bite marks of ownership all down his body. He stripped off Harry's shirt and threw it to the side.
Draco fumbled with the buttons on Harry's pants. He finally managed to get them down. He pulled them off forcefully, and Harry gasped at the suddenness. Draco smiled in a predatorial sort of way.
"Fuck, Draco, come on," Harry pleaded. Draco paused.
"Are you sure?" He asked in mock-innocence.
"Yes!" Harry exclaimed. Draco smirked up at him and licked the tip of Harry's throbbing erection. Harry shuddered at the contact. Draco took Harry in his mouth at an agonizingly slow pace. He worked his tongue over Harry's rock hard cock. Harry gasped and moaned at Draco's ministrations. His hands were curled around the bed sheets to keep himself grounded.
Harry cried out as Draco's teeth brushed over his erection. Harry writhed underneath Draco, trying to keep his body in control. Finally he couldn't control it any longer and he came hard in Draco's mouth. Draco cleaned him up with his tongue and moved up his body.
He kissed Harry slowly and Harry could taste himself in Draco's mouth. He moaned into the kiss and held Draco closer. Draco broke the kiss after a moment and stared down at Harry. Harry cocked his head to the side.
"What?" He asked. Draco shook his head and leaned into kiss Harry again.
BANG!
"Shit!" Wow, that was some dream. Who is banging on the door, interrupting my perfect dream? It better not be Ron, I might just have to kill him. Maybe I should clean this up before someone comes in and sees. That would be embarrassing.
"Who is it?" Who is disturbing my peace?
"Harry, get up. Hermione say you're going to be late!" Who cares? If I can continue my dream, I'll be as late as I want.
"Hold on, Ron. I'm coming." I don't want to get up. I'd much rather stay here in the warm comfortable bed, dreaming of Draco... When did he become Draco? That's odd.
'Why is it always me who has to get Harry up? He never wakes up the first time. Probably because he puts a silencing charm on his hangings, but now that You-Know-Who's dead, he shouldn't be having the dreams, right? Then why does he still set the spell?' Really, it's just out of habit. I don't have the dreams anymore. Though, I bet you anything it was a good thing I put the spell on last night. Not that Ron would notice anyway; he sleeps like a rock.
Why does Ron even call him You-Know-Who in his mind? Don't you think he'd stop by now?
Where are my clothes? There's a pair of jeans over there...and my shirt? This one is clean, I think. Oh well, it looks good enough anyway. It's the blue one with a picture of a dragon on it. I took it upon myself to buy some new clothes after I killed Voldemort last summer.
The Dursleys were awfully shocked when I left for the afternoon and came back with a ton of clothes. They were pretty interested to know where I got the money. I told them it was a birthday present and that there wasn't any left. They weren't too happy but, under threat of curse, backed off. I love being 17.
"Hurry up, Harry!" I'm coming, already, jeez! Calm down.
"Alright, alright, I'm here." Hermione doesn't look happy. It's only 8 in the morning...relax a little.
'Ha-rry, why are you having a lie-in? You know you have classes! Let's get going already!' Oh, this is going to get annoying, real fast.
Now we're at the Great Hall again. What day is today? It's...Wednesday? I think. If it's Wednesday, then that means that I have, oh no, divination first. Why did I stay in that class? You'd think that after 5 years, Trelawney would get tired of predicting my death, especially considering none of her predictions came true during the war and it's even less likely I'll die now.
Mmm, breakfast is especially good today. And everyone seems to be quiet, that's nice.
'Wow, Lavender look really good today. Is she hitting on Dean? Why doesn't she like me?' Or not.
'Is Ron staring at Lavenderagain? I wonder what we're doing in Arithmancy? Ha-ha, Harry and Ron have divination. I'm so glad I dropped that class. It was such a waste! I mean, who needs that class when I can already See.' Is she serious? She's a Seer? That's not possible, right? Why hasn't she ever told us? We're her friends, aren't we?
'Damn it, why does he always look so good? I still can't believe he kissed me! What the hell was he thinking? Okay, so that was like the best kiss I've ever had, but it was all wrong!'
Aargh! Here we go again. Another day filled with other people's thoughts. So Malfoy liked the kiss, eh? I knew it! He can't hide from me! Okay, so I can hear his thoughts, it's not as though that doesn't help.
Why was it wrong? Did I do something wrong? Alright, maybe I shouldn't have taken you by surprise but it was so tempting! You just looked so gorgeous standing there, fuming at me. I never noticed before but you hair shines like the sun. That sounds really sappy, but, hey, it's true!
I'm kind of getting the urge to run my hands through it, bring his lips to mine, give him a deep passionate kiss filled with tiny licks and nips. I want to run my tongue down his neck, his body. I want to hear him whimper, moan my name.
Maybe that control I had yesterday went to my head. Hey, where did everybody go?
"Harry, come on." What? Is it time for class already?
Ooh great, divination, my favorite. There's Sir Cadogan.
"Ho, good sirs! Whence came thee? Come to challenge mine self, no doubt!" Not really. You are just one crazy knight.
'If I ignore him, will he go away? Why are we still in divination? It just means we have to go by that mad knight's portrait every time.'
"Eh, that's okay." Just keep walking. He can't follow us forever. There's the trapdoor. I've always wondered why it had to be a trapdoor. Why can't she just be normal for once?
"Go on, Ron." Go up the damn door.
'Why do I have to go first?' Because I want you to.
Ugh, it's so hot in here. The light is always dim and kind of has a reddish glow because of those stupid maroon scarves. Does Trelawney think this makes it better?
"Hello, everyone." She sounds so...mystical, like she doesn't realize she's not an alien. "Today we are reviewing palmistry. Please, divide up and read each others palms. I know that you will See better than ever today, for the Inner Eye has told me so." What a load of crap.
"So, Ron, what do you See?" This is the most stupid class ever.
"Well, Harry, it seems as though you should have died three years ago." I love it when Ron knows enough to be sarcastic.
'I wonder if I should tell him that his love line is showing something odd...' What? Time to have a little fun, methinks.
"What about my love line?" Ha-ha, look at his face, I swear all the color just drained out.
'Does he know? No, that's not possible!' Oh, it's possible.
"I...uh...it doesn't say anything." Oh, really? What doesn't it say?
"You sure?"
"Yeah, nothing, nothing. It doesn't say anything." Uh huh. Like I believe that.
'Ack! I think he knows I'm lying, but how? I don't want to tell him that his love line says he will soon fall in love. That means it'll be a guy, and he won't be my friend anymore.'
"What?" Oops, did I say that out loud?
"What?" Shit, I did.
"Uh, nothing." I hope he doesn't notice anything.
'What was tha--'
"Hello, my dears," uh oh, Trelawney, "Harry, let me see your palm." No, I don't want to. You're just going to tell me I'm going to die...
Alright, here's my hand already. Hey, be careful, it's not a toy!
"Oh, Harry," That's not a good tone, "I can feel your aura pulsing!' My what is what? "Your love line!" What about it? Ron is being weird too. He thinks I'm going to fall in love? With who? It's not as if I like anyone right now!
"What?" Tell me already!
"Within the next week you will find the person to spend the rest of your life with!"
"Huh?" What? But I don't know anyone I want to spend my life with! There aren't really that many guys I find attractive in this school. Does she even know I'm gay? Maybe she's thinking it will be a girl. Wait, why am I listening to her anyway? She's a fraud, well, except for those prophecies...ha...and about Sirius...and okay, sometimes she's right! But not normally.
"This is so wonderful, Harry." Yeah, wonderful, that's the word.
'No, it is not wonderful!' Jeez, Ron, what's your problem if I find love? You could have it too if you realized Hermione's in love with you.
"Um, yeah." Just agree with her, it works better. Good, she's gone. Now I can relax. So Ron tries to keep secrets from me, eh? What kind of a friend is that? It's not like I can't read palms...okay, I can't, so what's your point?
I'm going to fall in love...hmm...with who I wonder? There really isn't anyone I have my eye on lately. I don't think there is anyway... Oh, wait, no. Malfoy, I bet that's who Trelawney 'Sees'. She is a right old fraud. I should have listened to Hermione when she quit.
But Hermione's a Seer now too? Why didn't she tell us? Is that why she's always warning us not to go off and do our little adventures? Because she Sees what's going to happen? No, that's not possible, right? I don't know. This is all confusing.
When will this class end? Remind me again why I stayed in here after O.W.L.'s. Believe you me, I was surprised I even passed Divination.
Was that the bell? Can I go? Yes! I'm outta here. Come on, Ron. You're so slow!
"Ron, let's go."
"I'm coming." 'Relax, you're always slow. You shouldn't be complaining.' I'm not complaining! Just hurry up, I want to get out of this stuffy 'aura filled' room.
"It's lunch." That'll get him.
"Lunch?" Yes, lunch.
"Yeah, let's go."
"Okay." And we're leaving. Good.
Lunchtime! Yay, I'm kind of hungry. Hey, there's Dra-Malfoy again. Why do I want to call him Draco all of a sudden? It doesn't make any sense.
'Potter, you are too hot to be allowed. You're so lucky you're so annoying, or I'd have to jump you right now.' I'm not annoying! What would happen if I jumped you? It would probably turn out like yesterday, and that would be bad.
Ugh, Harry, don't encourage these thoughts. I should be focusing on ignoring his thoughts. I'm thinking it's going to be harder than I thought.
A/N: please read and review and i will update again soon...i hope