AN: OK, this is my next chapter, Enjoy! R&R!
Warnings: Yaoi!
Disclaimer: None of the characters in the following story are owned by me. Nor are the themes, places, ext.
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For the second time in his life Harry awoke exhausted, content and with another person. His still sleeping brain registered the tousled blond locks and his mind grinded to a halt. So he had done it again. With Malfoy. Fuck. Neither of them were drunk that time…only Ron was involved…A very angry Ron for that matter. Harry felt Draco's arms around his waist tugging him closer and he suddenly complied, twisting ever so carefully to face the Slytherin. Moments past Harry let his eyes graze over Draco's face. He gently stroked a hand over one shoulder and down the chest and saw the slow smile appear on the blonds face. He grinned moving a bit closer to the still sleeping ex-Slytherin. He continued softly stroking over Draco's skin, shifting to lay gentle kisses down his arm.
"That…tickles…" Draco murmured into the pillow. Harry couldn't help himself, he got onto his knees and began licking softly over the chest, his fingers teasing down to Draco's thighs. Harry pushed his mouth up to the throat while thumbing over a nipple. He heard the soft inhale of breath and glanced up. The Slytherins face was upturned and his eyes were still closed. He was still asleep. Harry grinned wider. Pulling the sheets down from Draco's body, the Slytherin shifted as the air rolled over his body. Harry paused, leaning over Draco's face. A small smile formed on Draco's face.
"You're awake aren't you?" Harry asked. Draco's lips formed into a large grin and his eyes opened staring above his head.
"I've been awake since you started."
Harry laughed beginning to draw his hands back.
"Don't stop." Draco commanded. Harry couldn't help but snicker.
"Don't stop?" He whispered teasingly stroking his tongue over the blonds lips. He pushed Draco's thighs down then slid them up the lithe body. He paused, wrapping his fingers within the other mans.
"If you stop one more time…" Draco started the threat was never finished when Harry's lips met his in a hard demanding kiss.
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"Harry! Harry I really need to speak to you!"
Draco snapped his head in the direction of the door, Harry was snoring gently in his lap. Draco sighed nudging Harry.
"Please! Malfoy! Harry! This is urgent!" The pounding never ceased.
"Harry, wake up." Draco whispered nestling his face in the Gryffindors hairline. He heard a groan and Harry turned away from him in annoyance. Draco growled.
"Get up you big lug." He hissed, Harry stoutly refused him. Shaking his head Draco leaned over finding the lips and forcibly prying open the mouth. Harry woke pulling him in deeper.
"Harry—Malfoy...Oh my." Harry looked over, for a second time they were indisposed the door flew open. Hermione stared at them a blush went over her face.
"Sorry...Just…neither of you…got the door. I..."
Draco pulled away from Harry a smirk on his face,
"He wouldn't get up." He explained. Harry flushed throwing Draco a glare.
"Oh...well…This is really embarrassing…"
"Wait outside, let us at least get decent, then we can have some tea and chat." Draco suggested, totally oblivious of Harry's glare. Hermione was very relieved at the idea and she silently left them alone closing the door behind her.
"Prat." Harry said. Draco threw him a pair of boxers.
"Not my damn fault you wouldn't get up."
"Well…well...You didn't have to do that!" Harry exclaimed. Draco heard the edge in his voice.
"Do what?" He whispered taking a step closer to the Gryffindor
"You knew she'd open the door…and you…kissed me…in front of her…" Harry murmured. Draco would of stared at him in amazement if he could, instead he opted for just crossing his arms.
"I kissed you only because it seemed to be the only option for you getting up and answering the door since she is your friend." He said.
"it's not that.." Harry started off lamely.
"Then what is it?" Draco asked taking another step. He heard the Gryffindor shift backward and before Harry could escape his hand flew out and grabbed the wrist tugging back into place.
"My friends can handle this…it's just…" Harry wouldn't speak.
"What?" Draco asked harshly
"It's nothing." Harry said stoutly, escaping Draco's hands and turned to get some clothes on. A gentle hand started on his shoulder then slowly wrapped around his person. Harry relaxed in the grip,
"You've never cared what the world thought. Don't start now." Draco whispered in his ear. Harry nodded slowly. How Draco had cut right to the problem was a mystery to him. He glanced over at the door.
"Better let her in and see what this urgent news is." Harry finally said. In the minutes that followed Hermione had been seated and being served tea at Draco's dining room table.
"So what's this urgent news?" Harry finally asked. He watched as her eyes drifted over to the Slytherin then back to him.
"It's Ron, He's been in a right state about you…both."
"He sort of barged in…in not our fault he saw us." Draco said huffily, "He needs to get over it, really."
Hermione went to glare at the Slytherin then thought better of it.
"Well, that's not the problem. I heard that he's been pressing Finnigan for an investigation."
"Investigation? For what?" Harry asked. Hermione's gaze drifted to Draco. The Slytherins whole person stiffened.
"Me. He's investigating me." Draco whispered. Harry stared at Draco then his gaze hardened.
"Bastard." He hissed.
"Harry, I don't know what to do, with…Malfoy at your side, Ron will be positive to get him behind bars." Hermione said gently.
"Well it's not as if he has to ever see him…He doesn't need to get a fucking investigation, we all know Draco's innocent—Damn it." Harry threw himself up and stormed to the living room. A black sleekness began it's tirade of his legs and he sighed. A gentle hand was on his back,
"Don't worry about me." He heard Draco whisper in his ear.
"Harry, if you came back, you're word against Ron's would be enough…" Hermione started,
"But don't you understand—I don't want to lose him." Harry managed. If he confronted the ministry to prove Draco's innocence Ron would surely disown him as a friend. If He kept quiet…Draco could be sent to Azkaban…
"I'll stay in touch Harry, I don't know what's going to happen."
Harry turned suddenly,
"Don't send any owls, I think Ron's were all intercepted." He whispered. He felt a hand slither around his waist and tighten. Hermione nodded.
"How do you want me to get a hold of you?" She asked. Harry shrugged then saw her face light up,
"Do you still have the coin?" She asked excitedly. Harry thought back,
"The coin?" Draco asked in confusion.
"When we used to have DA meetings at school, we had coins that would set up a date and time for our next meeting. Hermione you're a genius! Yes I do."
"Good." She smiled softly and shut the door behind her. Draco laughed,
"You have a coin from school. You are so weird."
"Not that weird." Harry countered. Draco only snickered. They both sobered rather quickly and so Harry was once more thrust back into his dark thoughts. Ron. Why would he betray me so? Harry suddenly began noticing the soft touches to his face, his chest, his back.
"Weasley will turn around. I promise you. He's loyal to a fault." Draco whispered, his hot breath traveled over Harry's skin and he felt his flesh shudder in response.
"Draco…this really isn't…" Harry never got any farther, tentative lips pressed into his. Soft gentle kiss that was so unlike all the others it left Harry more breathless then anything else had. Even when Harry opened his mouth to accept the kiss the tongue was a gentle caress. Probing tenderly through his mouth, Harry couldn't help it as he let a soft sound escape. Draco's hands reached to cup Harry's face as he slowly deepened the kiss. Draco pulled back ever so often to slow the kiss, but before long Harry's lips begged for Draco's. A hand stroked through his hair, down his neck, over his chest. Harry broke the kiss with a moan pushing his body up against Draco's.
"Please…more…I can't stand it any longer." He whispered into the lips, feeling a hand move down in-between his legs, then pull back.
"Draco…please." Harry begged. Draco once more didn't respond, instead he moved his lips down the same path his hands.
"Do you trust me?" Draco asked softly as he tugged at the collar of Harry's shirt.
"Of course..." he murmured as the hot lips gentle pressure teased into his skin. The feeling sent shudders everywhere. Draco stopped all at once.
"Even after what Weasley's doing, said, you still trust me?" He whispered disbelieving. Harry sucked in a long breath,
"yes." He said stroking over Draco's face.
"I think…I mean…" Harry pulled Draco as close as possible.
"I…I love you." He whispered. Draco's mouth dropped, he was speechless. Harry pulled away.
"I'm sorry…I didn't think…" He started fearfully. The blind wizard grabbed his hand,
"No…I mean its ok, I didn't really expect…" Draco felt Harry go tense. He smiled, and tugged the Gryffindor to him in a hard kiss, the mouth opened underneath his in earnest. Draco wanted to tell him desperately that he loved him too, but he couldn't find the words. He pressed his body into Harry's. To touch and feel Harry shudder with ecstasy was easy. He slid his hands to touch the body,
"I do to…" Draco managed.
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AN: Yay, they love each other! It makes me so happy!
Draco: Can't you make this more explicit? It so..clean!
Me: Because, NAd stop reading over my shoulder, it's bothersome.
Draco: I'm never bothersome -huffs and goes off to find Harry who had prevously been sleeping, not any more.: