Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I only own the plot/ story line whateva. Characters belong to J.K. Rowling... I also do not own the song.

Summary: Severus wants to help Draco and Harry get together. He gives Draco tips on how to get the Harry, and at the same time remembers his time spent with James. He hopes Draco doesn't screw things up and hopes Draco gets Harry to go with him to the Halloween Masquerade. They only have one day. Will Draco be able to do it?

A/N: The song used in this chapter is called, "Everytime We Touch" and it is by Cascada. I hope you all like it and thank you to those that review I love you:)

Chapter Three:

"Harry James Potter!" Ginny Weasley yelled the next morning at breakfast, getting the attention of the whole Gryffindor table.

"Yes Ginny?" he questioned, taking a bite of sausage.

"Why the hell did you run away from me yesterday, and why the hell were you with---" She didn't finish he question because Harry covered her mouth and glared.

"Ginny," he whispered in her ear, "I rather not have my bloody business all around the whole fucking school."

"Take your hand off of my mouth." the red head said, pushing his hand away. "I have the right to know because I saw you two run off and disappear." she stated.

"Who was he with?" Hermione questioned, looking at the youngest Weasley. Harry glared at Ginny, daring her to say anything before he turned the same look onto Hermione.

"I rather not have my business run around this school by some common gossip Hermione." the dark haired boy said before getting up from the table and heading out of the Great Hall.

"What got his knickers in a twist?" Ron questioned, looking between his girlfriend and sister.

'I try to keep one thing a secret in this fucking school and am I able to go one bloody day with being pestered about it? No...' Harry thought as he walked the pretty empty corridors of Hogwarts castle. He heard fast footsteps coming up behind him so he stopped and turned around, causing the person who was following him to run into him. They both toppled to the ground, the mystery man landing on top of Harry.

"I have to say, I don't mind this position at all." Harry looked up to see a pair of stormy gray eyes looking down at him.

"Nice to see you too Draco." Harry laughed, "Well, aren't you going to get off of me?" he asked.

"Why should I? As I said, I kinda like this position." Draco said with a smirk, when he saw the Gryffindor below him pout. His eyes automatically flickered to Harry's lips and before either knew what was happening, Draco was kissing the younger Gryffindor. Draco bit down gently on Harry's lower lips, causing the dark haired boy to gasp and open his mouth. Draco, taking the advantage, slipped his tongue in, tasting the boy.

'He tastes like cinnamon.' Draco thought, moaning into the kiss.

'God this is wonderful.' Harry thought, deepening the kiss until the need for air started to cause problems so Draco pulled away.

"That was... amazing." Draco whispered, giving the green eyed teen a smaller kiss.

"Yeah..." Harry said, still taking in some air to help clear his clouded mind.

"I think I need to get you on your back more often." the platinum blond said with a smirk at the blush he caused to appear on Harry's already flushed cheeks.

"Yeah well.. Oh God!" Harry moaned when Draco sat up, still not getting off of him.

"Did you like that?" the blond asked, raising an eyebrow. Not being able to talk, Harry just nodded. Draco rocked his hips, causing both of the 'problems' to touch and making them both cry out in pleasure.

"Draco... I think we need to, Oh God, stop before someone finds us..."

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" he whispered into his dates ear.

'No I don't want you to stop.' Harry thought, but instead he said, "Yes, I think we need to stop." Draco did as he was told and got off of Harry, letting the two of them calm down and get their breathing under control.

"Can.. I um, expect more of that tonight?" the Gryffindor asked, turning his head to look at Draco.

"If you want more of it, then you shall have it." Draco smiled and got off of the ground, holding out his hand for Harry to take which he did. "See you tonight?" he questioned.

"Of course." With that said, both boys headed of towards their own common rooms, each barely able to contain their excitement for that night.

That Night...

"Come on Harry," Ron said as he fixed his robes. "Who is your date?"

"Sorry Ronnie, but you will just have to wait until I arrive at the masquerade, and then you will have to tell if it is really me because I will after all, be wearing a masque." Harry said with a smirk. He had yet to put on his robes but he did have on the shirt and trousers that came along with the robes. The shirt was a form fitting midnight blue silk shirt, and the trousers were black and clung to his arse and mid-thigh before opening out at the bottom.

"Damn Harry," Seamus whistled when he poked his head into the room, "Looking good mate."

"Thanks Seam." Harry smiled at the Irish teen.

"Ron, your date is awaiting your arrival." the sandy haired Gryffindor said. Ron sighed and looked at Harry one last time, pleading for even a hint.

"No Ron," the green eyed boy said sternly, "Now get down there to Hermione before she comes up here." Ron left with a slightly dejected look on his face. When Harry was sure the common room was clear and no one from his year were walking around in the halls, all thanks to our loved Marauder's Map, he slipped into his robes. The robes he wore were the same color as his shirt and had silver hemming. He tried to fix his hair, but when it didn't stay he styled it so it was a cross between the 'windswept' look and 'I was shagged while coming down the stairs' look. Harry walked out of the dorm room and down the stairs, but just before he walked out of the common room he put his mask on and walked out. He didn't want anyone to know it was him before the whole school did, now did he?

Now in the Great Hall, awaiting his date's arrival was Harry's one time enemy, Draco Malfoy. Draco was dressed in dark green robes and they had a trimming of mercury colored silk. His silk shirt was the same color, and hugged his torso, showing off the muscles he acquired from the past six years of Quidditch. His trousers were the same color as Harry's and clung to his arse, but still had room to breath. It was currently 9 o'clock and he had yet to see Harry. He thought the smaller boy would have come in with Weasley and Granger, but when he saw them arrive, and he was no where to be seen, he started to become nervous. The masquerade had started and hour ago and he started to wonder if Harry had second thoughts and wasn't coming.

"Draco, calm down," Blaise said came to stand next to the platinum haired Slytherin, "Who ever your mystery date is, they'll arrive." He couldn't talk anymore because Pansy had pulled him onto the dance floor, leaving Draco at the table by himself.

Just as he pulled up the sleeve of his robes to check the time once again, the doors to the Great Hall opened and in walked the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the new comer. His blue and silver mask hid his face so none knew who he was, and that irked them all to no end. Draco walked up to where the teen was standing and surprised him by whispering in his ear.

"May I have this dance?" Draco questioned, looking down into bright green orbs, automatically knowing that this was his Harry.

"Of course." Harry looked into the stormy eyes of teen wearing the green and mercury mask, and gave a smile as he was led onto the floor.

"I thought you weren't coming." Draco admitted when they had begun dancing in the center of the floor.

"What ever gave you that idea?" Harry questioned, smiling up at Draco.

"Maybe the fact that you only just arrived."

"Ah but I have a good explanation for that. You see, your godfather stopped me in the halls and warned me not to break your heart." he said truthfully. Severus had stopped him in the halls, warning him that if he broke Draco's heart, he would regret it for as long as he lived.

"I was wondering where he had disappeared to." the Slytherin said to himself. Draco dipped Harry just as the song ended, planting a quick kiss on the soft pink lips. They moved over to where Draco had been minutes before. But just as they were about to sit, another, more up to date and faster, song started playing and Harry said he wanted to dance to it. They both took off their robes and moved to the floor once again. Draco placed his hands onto Harry's hips just as the words started to play.

"I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive..."

The two were dancing together, movement in sync with the others. Hands started roaming and touching places they wanted to see but without the barriers on. Harry moved his down from Draco's neck and started rubbing his upper arms, looking deep into the stormy clouds that made up the Slytherin's eyes.

"'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you hear my heart beat so...
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life."

"I want you in my life Draco." Harry said into the blond's ear when Draco had placed a kiss to his cheek. Knowing the song, Draco sang along with the next verse.

"Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.
They wipe away tears that I cry.
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall..."

Ignoring the rest of the song, and those around them, Harry kissed Draco, putting all the feelings he had built up inside of him since the beginning of term into the one kiss. When he pulled away they were both breathless and got off of the floor to take a seat and catch their breath.

"Do you think anyone knows who you are?" Draco questioned.

"For some reason I only think Neville knows it's me because when I walked in he gave me a smirk." Harry stated.

"Longbottom can smirk?" Draco questioned, amazed at the newly discovered fact.

"You don't know Neville like I do." They talked a bit more before dancing some more. Around 11o'clock, Draco suggested that they take a walked together.

"How was you night?" the blond questioned, looking at the smaller teen.

"Well lets see... I didn't make a fool out of myself while dancing, I got to have fun without anyone knowing who I was, and..." The Gryffindor paused, acting like he was thinking about what else to say. "I think thats all."

"Oh." Draco said, sounding sad.

"I'm kidding Draco. My night was even better because I got to spend it with someone I have been crushing on for the past month or more. It all depends on when these feeling for you started."

"Oh? And when exactly did these feelings start?" Harry looked up into Draco's face, making them both stop in the corridor.

"To be honest, I think they were there since March." he said shyly, "I guess I just squashed them." Draco smiled at the Gryffindor before pushing him into the open portrait behind him. Harry didn't realize it, but Draco had led them to his private bedroom. Harry smirked at the Slytherin, swaying his hips as he walked towards the bed. Draco smirked and banished his clothes with his wand and then turned the wand onto Harry, stripping him of his clothes also.

Draco pushed Harry onto the bed, straddling his hips in the process. He kissed the tan chest below him, sucking on the dark haired boys nipples, causing him to cry out in pleasure. He moved his way up to Harry's neck, sucking on the spot where Harry's neck and shoulder met, leaving his mark.

"We don't have t do this if you don't want to." the platinum blond whispered into the Gryffindor's ear.

"Draco," Harry said. The Slytherin moved his head so he was looking into the lust filled green eyes. "Shut up." With that Harry pulled their lips together and moaned into the kiss as he felt their pricks touch. Draco opened up his bedside table, pulling out a vial of lube. He stuck a finger in and rubbed it against Harry's opening, making the slightly younger boy moan. He slipped the finger inside, wiggling it around until he found that bundle of nerves that made every man cry out.

"Oh Merlin!" Harry cried, pushing himself deeper onto the intruding finger. Draco added another finger and then another, stretching the boy until he thought he was ready. He pulled out the fingers, Harry moaned at the loss but soon cried out with pleasure and a bit of pain when he was filled by Draco. He started thrusting into the green eyes boy, making him cry out in pleasure every time he would touch that sweet spot inside of him. The blond felt Harry tensing up around him and soon they both were shooting their loads. Minutes flew past and Draco pulled out of the Boy-Who-Lived, giving him a kiss on the lips before resting his head on a pillow. Harry snuggled up into the blond, resting his head on Draco's chest before falling into a peaceful sleep.