Disclaimer: see prologue
Guide: "Talk", Thoughts, ~letters and other written stuff~
Warning: let's just say they aren't only kissing in this chapter – no full lemon yet though and some fluff in the beginning
Beta: Makoto Sagara
AN: Thank you all for the new reviews, alerts and favourites. By the way, the poll on my profile will be closed at the end of October/early November, so vote now if you want to tell me with whom Hermione should be together with.
And sorry for the long wait. Normally I try to not let my readers hang on for so long at a cliffy, but it couldn't be helped. The start of the new university term was rather time consuming. But as a thank you for your patience I included a "nice" scene at the end of the chapter, which is rather long for my standard. ;)
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"Hey," Draco said tiredly as a way of greeting. He was exhausted from his rounds. Walking up and down from the dungeon to the Astronomy tower in one night in addition to the actual rounds on the three upper floors plus the Astronomy tower would have worn anyone out. Maybe next time I can ask if I can borrow Harry's invisibility cloak? Draco contemplated. Though, I would need to ask Granger to use the boys' exit instead. I can live without being thrown down the stairs, especially in the Gryffindor dorm.
"Hey," was Harry's timid answer. Even though he had had two hours for himself, he had been so busy thinking about what the new behaving like boyfriends situation would mean for him that he had not had enough time to come up with a plan to start discussing the topic with Draco.
Therefore, Harry went with the Gryffindor way of things, rushing out, "I'm-sorry-that-I-made-you-feel-like-a-whore."
"Sorry? Would you care to repeat that?" Draco asked him. With how exhausted he was he had not understood more than 'I'm' and 'whore'.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Harry said his apology once more, this time a bit more slowly. "I'm sorry, Draco, that I made you feel like a whore."
Draco only chuckled in response. "You worry too much, Harry. Trust me; you did not make me feel like a whore at all. Why would you even think something as stupid as that?" he asked Harry, curious about the other's reasoning. Mentally he added, Though, I would not mind to be your whore, remembering his Tuesday evening's wanking fantasy. But his memory was interrupted by Harry speaking again.
"Ehm..." Harry began, his right hand going through his hair, "I talked with Hermione today and she made me realise that what we have is not simply a homework assignment, a deed to be fulfilled. That one should ensure that their partner doesn't feel like they're being used, like they're nothing more than a prostitute. And thinking back, I felt like I had done just that with you instead of showing you that I cared about your feelings too. I mean, it was me who proposed the hand jobs while you instead suggested that we simply cuddle. So, in the end you were the one who acted the way she had described how it actually should be—as her explanation made it sound more like the two of us should be behaving more like we're boyfriends instead of just wanking partners." Harry ended his speech, turning a bright shade of red and looking away from Draco and out of the window instead.
"That may be the case, but, seriously, Harry, do you really think that I wouldn't have said something if I truly felt used? Really, when have I ever not pointed out something I didn't like that you've done?" Draco asked rhetorically.
"I'm not saying that what Hermione told you is incorrect, as most Altair pairs usually are very close," he continued with his speech, "over half of them marry each other afterwards actually." He gave a small chuckle. "But I think we both know that we aren't like any other pairs. We were not simply classmates or even friends before this. We fought since the beginning of first year. So, of course, it won't be all sunshine and roses for us.
"I won't say that we shouldn't be close, but I believe that it is only natural that it would take more time for the two of us to get to this point than it takes the other couples. It will take some time for us to get to know each other behind the titles of 'the Boy Who Lived' and 'the One Who Led Death Eaters Into Hogwarts' and see that we are not the two silly boys from years before.
"And if you ask me, for us we are doing pretty well so far. Two years back, we most likely wouldn't have made it through the first night without at least one of us landing in the hospital wing. So, stop worrying; everything is fine between us," Draco ended his speech having walked over to Harry and knelt down besides the other boy's armchair. "Alright?" he asked, touching one of Harry's arms.
"Ehm...Yeah," Harry said, relieved that he had not made Draco feel used. Didn't Hermione say that we have a past to overcome? And if I can be sure about something, then it is that Draco has never been afraid to say it when he didn't like what I have been doing.
"Good," the blond said, before he teasingly added, "And if you still believe that either of us feels like they're not cared for, we could always act more like a couple if it would make you feel better."
"I would like that," Harry murmured shyly, turning even redder than before. Draco was hardly able to catch what Harry had said. He only heard it because he was so close to the other boy. "How should we behave then?" Harry asked Draco. Even if he had been in a relationship with Ginny before, he was still self-conscious. After all, it had been the experienced Ginny who had taken the leading role during their short time together.
"Ehm...maybe we could start with...kissing each other?" the blond suggested, sounding unusually insecure for him. Draco feared that his suggestion might lead to Harry feeling uncomfortable. Luckily, this was not the case.
"Alright," Harry answered, blushing once again. Even now, where he knew what would happen and he felt more confident, he still was nervous about the kiss. Though, that did not hinder his anticipation for the event.
Getting up from his kneeling position, Draco stepped even closer to Harry's armchair before he leaned down towards Harry. Taking Harry's face into his right hand, Draco slowly moved his own face towards Harry, giving the other boy enough time to change his mind. When Harry's brilliant green eyes were still staring into Draco's grey ones, the blond leaned in to close the final inch which still separated them and his pink lips met Harry's in a soft kiss.
When Draco's lips met his own, Harry closed his eyes. Feeling how Draco's lips moved against his own, he waited a moment before he slowly responded. The kiss was different from the ones he had before. It definitely was not as wet as the disastrous one he had shared with Cho in fifth year.
The kiss was different from Ginny's kisses too. While hers had been soft and desperate/aggressive, this one was soft, but at the same time also firm without feeling demanding—as Draco did not want to use his tongue in fear of scaring Harry. All in all, it felt far more right than the ones he had shared with Ginny. Though, Harry could not decide if this was the case because it was a guy he was kissing or because Ginny turned out to be like a sister to him. Either way, kissing Draco is better than kissing girls. Way better, was all Harry thought when Draco stopped kissing him.
Draco himself had enjoyed the kiss. It had not been his first either, as he had been kind of together with Parkinson since the Yule Ball in fourth year and had shared some kisses with the girl. Though, how he even had gotten together with her was a mystery to him now. Really, how could I have ever liked someone as despicable as Parkinson? Draco asked himself after he stopped kissing Harry.
Draco was happy to notice that Harry's eyes were still closed and that Harry still had a nice blush on his face. And by how Harry was licking his lips, Draco gathered that the dark-haired boy had enjoyed the kiss also. So, maybe there is hope that we can do it again? Draco thought, hopefully.
When Harry opened his eyes, he did not disappoint Draco. Still in a daze from the kiss, he asked, "Can we do that again?", already missing the feeling of Draco's soft lips on his own.
"Can't you get enough of my excellent kissing skills?" Draco teased back, ruffling Harry's black hair. Though, to tell the truth, Draco had liked the kiss as well, even if he would have liked it ten times better if they could have had a proper kiss with tongue and all, but he feared that it would have overwhelmed Harry. The boy was shy enough in anything remotely sexually related as it was.
For him, kissing Harry had been bliss, even if the kiss had been rather tame for his standard. However, Draco could not say that he did not like the development. It was a first step for both of them to maybe become more. And what he had seen of the real Harry so far had made him interested in something more. He would not say that he was in love or anything like that. He simply found Harry attractive and thought that he also had a nice personality.
"Oh, no, I simply don't want to be scolded later by Hermione for not having done my Basic homework properly," Harry said jokingly, trying to justify his request to himself. Sometimes speaking before thinking was not a good thing to do. "We are required to get more acquainted with each other after all."
"In this case, I will gladly oblige you. Though, it would be nice if you could refrain from mentioning her—or anyone else for the matter—next time. It ruins the mood, you know," was all Draco said before he leaned in again to give Harry another kiss.
This time the kiss lasted longer than the first time and Harry did not hesitate to react to Draco right from the start—unlike the last time. Still, the kiss was still rather shy and soft.
Maybe I should thank Granger tomorrow? Draco asked himself, really liking how things were progressing. Without her, I surely would have not gotten a Harry willing to kiss me.
"You know what? I think, that I can get used to the whole behaving more like boyfriends situation," Harry told Draco after their second kiss ended.
"Me too," was all Draco said before he walked over to his armchair, the exhaustion of the rounds finally catching up with him.
Seeing Draco nearly falling asleep, Harry got up from his armchair and guided the blond to their bathroom, so that the both of them could get ready for bed. Both of their lips were still tingling with the sensation of the shared kisses and the feel of the other boy's lips.
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Friday, 5th September 1997, Room Zero
It was Friday evening after dinner and Draco was relaxing on the window-seat in the living room, looking out over the Quidditch pitch. Draco was thinking back about the afternoon, when he in the end had decided to not try out for the Seeker position on his house team. In between his Head Boy duties and the different Sexual Magic projects he had to do in his free time, Draco knew that he did not have time for Quidditch, especially since he needed to do his Sexual Magic homework together with Harry, who as the captain of Gryffindor's team would have Quidditch practice three times a week himself.
Harry had told him that he hoped that he would be able to schedule the Gryffindor's team practice for Tuesday and Thursday morning while Draco was in Runes and the third one for Friday afternoons. Though, this still depended on who would make the team tomorrow. Not everyone could have a free period at the same time as Harry and Ron.
If the worst came to happen, then Harry would need to hold practice on one of the weekend days and the other two during the week in the afternoons. If Draco had continued to be on his house team, then they only would have one afternoon during the week for their Sexual Magic homework and either Saturday or Sunday. So, yeah, Draco was not overly sad to not have tried out. It is not like the new Seeker, a brunet fifth year, was not competent. Though, even Draco knew that he would not stand a chance against Harry. But who had ever beaten him?
Draco had been honoured though, when after the try-outs—which he of course had watched—the current captain had asked him to be the reserve Seeker if anything should happen to their current one. Draco happily accepted, as he would not be required to go to the practice but this way he had a reason to ask Harry for a practice match from time-to-time. He had always wondered who would win if the two of them would only play a Seeker's game instead of a Quidditch match with Bludgers and all.
Thinking of Harry reminded him that he had still not confronted the other boy about his spying. When he had been sitting together with Blaise in the stands, he had felt like Harry was there. Looking around discreetly, he found that a bit to the right in front of him, hidden under the seats, parts of worn out and new shoes were showing. He gathered that they belonged to Weasley and Harry, who most likely where under the latter's invisibility cloak, trying to spy on the new players. Draco had decided to not say a thing then or even attempt to break Harry's nose like at the beginning of last year. It's not like he could not have simply taken a pair of Omnioculars and watch the try-outs from here, Draco thought. The window gave one a perfect view of the pitch and with the Omnioculars one would be able to see the players clearly. Maybe I should spy on their try-outs in turn from here tomorrow, Draco mused. It would be only fair after all.
Thinking about Harry reminded Draco of the new situation he found himself in. It wasn't like he hadn't enjoyed the chaste good morning and good night kisses Harry had shyly given him after their first kiss last night, though Draco could not decide if he liked how this made the line all blurred.
On the one hand, he liked that he was able to kiss Harry whenever he wanted, as kissing Harry seems to be his new favourite pasttime. On the other hand though, Draco did not like how they were starting to show affection to each other while he could not be sure if Harry really meant them or if it was only a part of getting closer and calming his consciousness, as Draco was not sure if Harry was over the whole feeling-like-a-whore comment. Draco just hoped that if either of them started to have real feelings for the other, they would be able to express them before things grew even more complicated.
I can't wait for Harry to come back from his talk with Weasley, Draco thought, anxious for Harry to return from the Gryffindor common room. I'm surprised that after Weasley's outburst on Monday the two of them don't mind spending so much time together already. Though, Weasley always seemed to be the strategist in the Gryffindor team, even if Harry is the captain. Trust those two to forget all about their differences if Quidditch is involved. With this final thought, Draco began reading the assigned chapters for Potions, waiting for Harry to come to their room.
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"Shall we?" Draco asked, getting up from his seat and walking towards Harry, who had just come back from the Gryffindor tower. With how much Ron had to say about all the different players he had heard to want to try out, it had taken the redhead until shortly past ten to tell Harry all the pros and cons for each of them and who would be best for the team.
The reason why he had been so anxious for Harry's return was that Harry once again had proposed that they try out something sexually. After kissing Draco shyly good morning, Harry had asked if Draco would be open to a "Trial run" so to speak. Harry was a bit anxious if the kisses would be able to calm him down enough while they had sex. Also, Harry was still insecure about his blow job skills. When he told Draco that he feared that giving an actual person a blow job would be different than giving one to a dildo, Draco had agreed to Harry's suggestion.
Besides, neither of them had received a blow job so far. So, they did not know which of them would be best suited to receive one while brewing the Lloj potion. Therefore, this "Trial run"—as Harry had phrased it—would not only give them a chance to get comfortable with kissing each other while being otherwise intimate, but also allowed them to test out their blow job skills in real life at both the giving and receiving end. So, in retrospect, Draco was happy that he found out that he was mostly gay before Parkinson came up with the idea to offer him one.
Harry was a bit insecure about his own head skills, him having only received a seven while Draco got a full out ten. In the end, Harry was glad that he also voiced this doubt, as Draco had offered to go first, so that Harry would know what he liked and then only had to apply it to what he would do to Draco. As it had helped with the mutual hand jobs, Harry was hopeful that it would work once again. Besides, it was a boost to his confidence that he had already gotten Draco off once. So, if worse came to worse, he could at least ensure that Draco had an orgasm too, even if it was only achieved through a hand job.
As it was already late and Harry had to get up early the next day for the Quidditch try-outs, the boys decided to shower together. While Draco was not bothered by it at all, Harry still needed the reminder that this was a way to get more comfortable with each other sexually. Even if the both of them were used to groups showers from their Quidditch practices, they still turned away from each other in the spacious shower. Harry because he was a bit uncomfortable and Draco because he did not want Harry to catch him staring at his naked body. Though, Harry decided that he could get used to have someone wash his back for him.
Both of them took special care to wash their cocks, neither wanting the other to have something dirty in their mouths. This was especially true since both of them beforehand had relieved themselves while the other waited outside, so that they would have some privacy while pissing.
After drying their bodies, the two of them did not bother with putting on their sleepwear, as the bed would undress them anyway. Instead, they only dressed in fresh briefs before they brushed their teeth.
When both boys were finished in the bathroom, they went to bed to begin their "homework", so to speak. While they both were setting up the pillows by the headboard, so that they could lean against it during the blow jobs, Draco asked Harry if he would be alright if they also used tonight to practise the cleaning and lubrication charms on each other. After all Professor Greige had said that it was different to cast the spells on a human than to simply clean their practise tubes. Harry agreed, even if he did not like the idea to be so exposed to Draco for the charms to be cast.
With a sigh, Harry lay down on his back and moved his legs towards his chest, so that Draco would have enough room for the wand movement to cast the spells successfully. Don't worry; Draco knows what he is doing. After all he cast the spells perfectly on his first try, Harry thought to calm himself. His face was already as red as Ron's hair.
"Colluo culus," Draco said as he cast the cleaning spell. Harry felt a tingling sensation in his anus, but otherwise nothing happened.
"And did it work?" Draco asked him.
"I think so," was Harry's unsure answer, before Draco cast the lubrication charm, "Praeunctus culus." This time, Harry felt how something cold was spread inside of him, but it wasn't cold enough to make him shudder.
After that the both of them were still, not knowing how to proceed from there. The idea to practise the spells too was spontaneous and they had not planned ahead what to do with a lubricated Harry. In the end, it was surprisingly Harry who spoke up, "Maybe we could use this to loosen me a bit more for tomorrow?" he asked, his face as red as a tomato.
Draco agreed and offered to get Harry a small plug his father had bought for him at Timber and Bonker's. This way, Harry would be able to get used at the feeling of something inside him, hopefully without being unable to walk or sit on a broom the next morning.
After he offered the plug to Harry, Draco walked out of the room to give him some privacy. Considering how red Harry's face was, he would not have appreciated it if Draco had stayed to watch Harry finger himself. Even if I would have loved to watch him…but then again I still have tomorrow morning's shower to wank over that image, the blond thought while he waited in the living room for Harry to come and get him, no pun intended.
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Meanwhile, Harry was glad that Draco had decided to leave the room and give him some privacy. Slowly, Harry turned on his right side and lowered his left hand towards his entrance, timidly entering his index finger.
He was relieved that this time he could enter his whole finger without it meeting faeces. Finally the damn charm is working, Harry thought, while he moved his index finger around to make room for a second one.
Harry was undecided if he should try to locate his prostate or not. Up to now, he had only heard about the pleasure this spot could bring one, but he had never tested it out. In the end, he decided to not do it because he did not want to spoil the sensation the blow job would give him by already being turned on through prostate play. Instead, Harry turned around to lie on his stomach, so that he could slowly insert the plug.
Having the plug inside his ass felt very weird, not bad as it only was a small one, but still he was not used at all to the feeling of being full. But at least, it didn't hurt as much as I thought to insert the plug, Harry thought. The easiness of entering the plug gave him hope that actually having Draco's much larger cock inside of him would not hurt much.
After Harry had composed himself, he slowly got out of the bed and walked towards the living room to get Draco.
"I'm done," Harry called out from the door frame, interrupting Draco's current musings of whether or not to swallow Harry's sperm. Getting up from his armchair, Draco finally decided that he would swallow the semen. It's not like Harry eats junk food like Weasel does, so it shouldn't taste too gross.
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Back in the bedroom the situation was tense again. To get comfortable and relaxed once more, Draco caressed Harry's hair while he started to kiss his way down from Harry's left eye to his lips. Harry slowly relaxed under Draco's ministration, burrowing deeper into the pillows.
Harry did not even notice that their kiss got more heated as time went by. Unconsciously, he opened his mouth when Draco's tongue gingerly brushed against his lips. Both were so lost in their kisses that Draco only realised the purpose for their kissing again, when Harry's left hand tugged hard on Draco's blond hair.
Reminded of his task, Draco slowly ended the kiss, both of them needing to catch their breath, before he slowly kissed his way down Harry's neck to his chest, and only stopping when he had reached Harry's navel and circled it with his tongue. After Harry let out a wanting moan, Draco moved down towards the other's already partially erect cock.
There, he was enchanted by the tip of the plug which poked out of Harry's ass, begging Draco to take the tip in his hand to fuck Harry with the sex toy. Restraining himself before he would do something to break the moment they had built, he instead took the tip of Harry's penis into his mouth, pulling another moan out of the other boy at this action.
"Draco," Harry moaned in a hoarse voice, as the blond started to eagerly suck on his tip. As Draco's ministration heated up, so the grip Harry had on Draco's hair tightened. With every suck to Harry's cock and every caress to his balls, Harry's arousal grew.
Draco was pleased to find out that Harry especially liked it when he traced his tongue along the vein of Harry's penis. Though the reaction was topped by how Harry reacted to having the blond deep throat him. Draco only hoped that whatever Harry had hissed out in Parseltongue was his name or something else complimenting his skills.
The blond nearly came himself when he slowly retreated his mouth from the base of Harry's cock to suck once more at the tip, as Harry had reached his breaking point and came hard in his mouth, letting out an even larger string of Parseltongue. Merlin, Harry looks hot like that, he thought while he swallowed most of the only slightly bitter tasting fluid.
When Draco was licking his lips to catch the last remains of Harry's sperm, he thought, It seems like I've finally found my sexual kink: Harry speaking Parseltongue. Thank Merlin that the Dark Lord speaking it never turned me on, was the last thought the blond had before he got into a kneeling position and watched Harry catching his breath.
"That was..." Harry began when he finally had calmed down, not knowing how to finish the sentence. Good clearly did not justify the feeling at all. So, in the end, Harry decided to finish his sentence with, "Unbelievable", as even great would have been too weak a word for the best orgasm of his life so far.
"I'm glad to hear that you enjoyed it as much as I did," Draco said in reply, a smirk present on his face. That made Harry sit up in bed and look at the blond's cock, which was proudly standing up. Harry blushed a deep red; not only because he had been staring at the blond's penis but also because he was surprised that Draco was this aroused because he had given him a blow job and not because the blond had received one himself. Though, that will change soon, Harry thought as he slowly sat up in the bed, preparing to change their positions. Draco's reaction had lifted Harry's spirit up immensely. He was now kind of eager to try it out himself. It's not like there is much work left for me to do...Harry thought, taking another quick look at Draco's arousal.
Remembering Draco's last statement, Harry answered the blond, "And I'm just glad that the kissing seems to work for calming and relaxing me." Turning red again, he added, "Or maybe it has something to do with the blow job," his voice getting softer with every word he spoke.
Gathering his Gryffindor courage—or maybe in this case it would be better to call it boldness—together he said, "Come on, it's my turn now," before he shoved Draco down, so that the blond was now lying down on the pillows.
As he had liked it when Draco had kissed him before and thought that copying Draco's previous moves would be a good plan, Harry started his blow job to Draco with exchanging heated kisses with the blond.
Just as before, the two boys were so lost in the kisses that they momentarily forgot why they were kissing. Not that Draco was complaining about the lack of attention his cock got right now. He liked that even if Harry's kissing skills were not perfect that they were far more enthusiastic and spiced than any kiss he had gotten before. It was like a hot flame which grew stronger and stronger with every second their kiss lasted, consuming all the air in their lungs until nothing was left and they had to break apart to catch their breath again.
When Harry finally could breathe more or less normally again, he gave Draco one last chaste kiss on the lips before he took Draco's earlobe into his mouth and sucked on it. When Draco let out a moan, Harry was glad that Draco and Ginny seemed to share their earlobe sensibility. Being even more encouraged by how Draco reacted so far, Harry finally moved on from Draco's face and began to position himself between Draco's open legs.
Even if Harry had already seen Draco's erect cock not only just minutes before, but also close up during their mutual hand jobs, it was still a new sight to him. Harry was surprised that the sight of Draco spread out like this—penis standing proudly erect—not only turned him on more than he had thought it would, but also that he was actually eager to lower his mouth on the other's cock to taste it.
While he used his right hand to get a hold on the blond's cock, his left hand was busy caressing Draco's right side. Slowly lowering his head, Harry took a first, slightly hesitant lick. The texture is surely different than that of the dildo we had for practice, he thought, having a penis inside his mouth for the first time.
As Harry had loved it when Draco had traced his main vein with his tongue, he copied the move and was rewarded with a wanton groan form the blond. When he had traced the vein two times and felt like the cock was lubricated enough, he took as much as he could into his mouth and began sucking and moving up and down. The part of Draco's prick he could not reach with his mouth he gripped with his right hand. His left hand was still caressing Draco's side.
Harry did not try out to deep throat Draco, as he had not been able to do it during class with the dildo and he certainly did not want to risk fucking up this blow job, which was going very well in his opinion, because his gag reflex was acting up. While he was licking the tip of Draco's prick, he was contemplating if he at least should follow the blond's action of swallowing the other boy's sperm. In the end the decision was taken from him as Draco came with a scream of "Harry", after he changed the motion of his tongue from up and down to circling the slit of Draco's cock, and Harry had no other choice but to swallow the spunk.
While Draco was busy trying to come back from his orgasm-induced high, Harry—after he had finally taken his eyes away from Draco's face—for the first time noticed that his own cock had gotten aroused again, though not to the point where thinking about, let's say Hagrid or Filch, would not be able to quickly get rid of it, which was what Harry did.
When Harry was crawling towards his side of the bed to go to sleep—he had to oversee a Quidditch try-out the next morning after all—Draco came out of his daze and told Harry, "I think I will start to demand a blow job from you as compensation for me not telling on you for all the times you and Weasley decide to spy on the Slytherin Quidditch team with that cloak of yours."
Draco only laughed when Harry said, "Shit. I knew that the cloak was too small for the two of us."
And so ended their Friday night experience with blow jobs.
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AN: I hope you liked the fluffy scene in the beginning and the not so fluffy one in the end. The next chapter is still called "The way of massages" and will be mostly from Draco's POV, and we finally have a lemon. And I hope that with Draco not exposing Harry and Ron spying on the Slytherin try-out that his change of character came across to you.