Part 3: Decision, Indecision
Draco's eyes closed on a sigh. This was better than anything he'd ever dreamed. Their tongues dueled, trying to make the other submit, but neither giving an inch. His body was becoming very interested in the proceedings and he resisted the urge to rub himself against the thigh that was insinuated between his legs. He was became dizzy from lack of air. Harry pulled back first, breathing hard, his breath tickling the fine hairs on Draco's face. Passion-laced gray eyes stared into passion-laced blue eyes. Blue eyes? Draco wondered to himself.
"Your eyes are blue!" he whispered aloud, awestruck.
"They do that from time to time." Harry smiled. A calloused hand (Quidditch hands. came Draco's thought) caressed Draco's cheek and he leaned into it. "Why did you wait so long to tell me how you felt?"
"I was scared." Draco whispered. This surprised Harry. He didn't think Draco knew the meaning of the word. Another first for him apparently.
"Scared? You? Of what?"
"That you would reject me again. Like you did First Year."
"You didn't exactly endear yourself to me then, if you recall." This was said with a casual smile. "What changed?"
"I don't know. I remember staring at you once and wanting to run my fingers through your hair. I remember going out of my way to always be around you when I could just to hear your voice. I would say or do anything just to piss you off so I could watch your eyes flash with anger and your mouth move with the insults you hurled at me. I lived for your sight, your sound and it always made me edgy when I could never see you those times you were in the Infirmary at school. And you were there alot."
"Why Draco Malfoy! I didn't know you had the heart of a poet!" Harry grinned. Draco blushed, making Harry laugh.
"Oh fine. I pour my heart out and you laugh." Draco turned his back on him. There was silence for a moment.
"Did you dream of me?" Harry whispered in his ear. Draco trembled slightly.
"I did. Nightly. Each dream more vivid then the last. Didn't you always wonder why I took frequent bathroom breaks during Potions?"
"Weak bladder?"
"No. Just thinking about you, being near you, gave me 24-hour wood and I had to toss off or walk around like that all day. Not comfortable at all." To his shock and delight, Harry reached around and placed a hand over the bulge Draco was currently trying to hide. "See what you do to me, Harry? I've had to live with this ache for the last 16 years."
"We're not children anymore, Draco." Harry released him and took a step back. Draco turned to face him.
"I know that!" Then he took a deep breath. He was in it now, may as well finish it and damn the consequences. "I'm not asking you for a lifetime commitment. I'm just asking you to think about it."
"I will think about it." Harry nodded. He placed a hand on the back of Draco's neck and pulled him forward for another breath-stealing kiss before releasing him. "Good night, Draco."
"Good night, Harry." Harry gave him a slight smile before Apparating back to his aunt's. Draco collapsed to the floor, his weak and shaky knees no longer supporting his weight.
"Merlin help me! I hope I did the right thing by telling him my heart's desire." he sighed to himself.