A/N: I hope you all enjoyed your holidays! Now, just a quick warning, this is where the story's rating lives up to its promise. Yes, the first sexual scene! Although, I've never written one before, so please tell me if you enjoy it. Although, thank you again for the immense support that you're all giving me and I'm glad that you are enjoying it. And sorry for the long wait, randomly hit by influenza from 24th to 29th but I'm better now and will continue to write.

Chapter 14 - A Loving Promise

"Harry!? " Draco ran throughout the building, checking every single crevice to find Harry.

His eyes then fell on the crying man he fell in love with.

"Harry?" His voice was a gentle whisper which gave him a caring feel that he never let out to anyone else.

"Harry, what happened?"

"I... I don't want to talk about it."

"Look, why don't we make our way back to the common room? And then if you want we can talk."

His response was merely a nod but gave the blonde a great amount of comfort that the boy was better than he was a few minutes earlier.

Draco's gaze drifted upon the empty arithmancy classroom.

"Oh, this note says that Professor Vector has had to leave suddenly. So lessons are cancelled until further notice."

"Oh, I wonder why?"

"I'm not sure. Alohomora. Oh, she's taken all of her belongings with her aswell."

"Draco! You can't just walk into a locked classroom."

"What? Anyway, why don't we talk here instead, 'cause we won't be disturbed. And I'm sure Professor wouldn't mind."

"Hmm, OK, why not."

Without checking whether anyone was around, they both entered and shut the door behind them. Rays from the Sun shone through the windows onto the desks lighting up the central desks. Yet there was a border of darkness around the corners of the room, creating places hidden from the view of passing students. Malfoy's mind had wandered a few times before in this class after doing some of the work he has found easier. And since being with Harry, they mainly focused on the brunette and what he might be capable of. These thoughts suddenly flooded his mind again but forgot about them when Harry interrupted.

"Stop daydreaming and come sit down."

"You can't blame me for thinking of a beautiful wizard."

"Stop being so vein! "

"I'm not the wizard."

"Oh... thank you."

"Oh come on, let's talk. What happened in the hall?"

"I, I don't know if I want to.. to talk about it."

"Look, I'm here to listen to you, because I care. I can't stand seeing you down, and especially when you run off like that."

"Well, Ron said he can't be friends with me."

"What, why?"

""He said he can't be friends with someone who's gay." Harry let out a large sigh.

Draco's anger raged, blood boiling throughout his body.

"I'LL KILL THAT WEASEL!"

"Draco no!"

"He can't just say that to you and get away with it!" He pushed himself up and made for the door.

Harry leapt up to stop Draco from reaching the escape and pushed him back to the corner. Draco initially fought against it but soon realised it wasn't what his lover wanted. Harry fell against the blonde and looked up to his shadowed face.

"Oh hello. This is close."

"Hmm it is. You know, I've got a free first."

"So have I. What were you thinking?"

A hand made his way under his top, whilst another rested on his shoulder. Draco's response was so seductive, Harry trembled under his breath against his face: "Let me show you."

He moved in and kissed Harry's chapped lips slowly, waiting for his lover to respond. Then, he felt an arm on his waist and the other behind his head, Harry must be ready for this. He pulled him in closer, heart thumping maniacally, pressing his package against Harry's. Beginning to move it up and down, he let his hand wander across the brunette's toned chest. Thoughts about what he'd do next flicked through his head, but soon decided to follow his heart. He'd only done it for Harry before so why stop now?

He pulled his lips away and looked into Harry's bright green eyes. His hands slid down to the silver zip that caught the light. Grabbing it, he teased it down and grabbed his lovers hips, pulling his trousers down his legs to the ground. He pushed him back against the wall and knealt infront of the view, his heart racing ahead further than before. Gliding his tongue over the material of the boxers he was wearing, he looked upwards to see the response. Harry's eyes were closed and he had a layer of pleasure over his face. After playing with him enough, he removed the underwear and up stood a beautiful, long cock, which he grabbed and stroked it, caressed it. His gentle speed began to accelerate and Harry's face filled with the pleasure he felt. Malfoy grew impatient and brought his pink lips up to the head of the cock he held firmly, sliding it into his wet mouth. His own eyes shut when the weight of it filled his jaws, he hadn't expected it to feel so right. He moaned, louder than Harry expected because he jumped and nearly pulled it out his mouth, thinking they'd been caught. He played with it on his tongue and began to move his head to mimick his previous hand movements. Harry placed his hands onto the blonde hair he saw in front of him and moved along to the rhythm, gripping some soft hair between his fingers. This was great.

Suddenly, his cock grew tense in Malfoy's mouth and he knew he was close. He pulled it out his mouth and returned his hands to finish him off. The speed he rubbed his boyfriends cock was quicker than before, making his face flinch with pleasure. Then, it grew and fired his load all over Draco's pale face, causing Harry to fall down to the ground and pant out of breath. The pair looked at each other, and a grin grew across their faces. They leant their heads against and held each other for a while. This was nice. Wait...

"Where's your ring, love?"

"Oh, don't be mad. I took it off, because .. because I'm not ready to tell Pansy or Blaise. I'm sorry, I should've asked you first."

"Don't worry, I understand. I probably wouldn't have told Ron yet but, he's too nosy for his own good sometimes so he knows."

"I still wish you would let me deal with him."

"No, you shouldn't, let me and Hermione sort him out. I wouldn't forgive myself if he hurt you because you were protecting me. Promise me you won't do anything."

"OK, I promise."