Chapter Warning: Boy on Boy. NSFW.
" Look, it might come as a shock to you, given I'm not the brightest wizard there is, but, Harry... I'm not blind, I saw what happened today. It looked as if Malfoy was about to kiss you... and you didn't seem too mad about that." Ron said. Crap, what now? There was no way Harry could lie his way out of it. He wished that Ron and Hermione hadn't been there to witness that 'incident'.
"Ron, look, I..." Harry began, but his friend interrupted him. "I wouldn't care if you were gay, Harry, but if you are to fool my sister... this is where I'm not fine with it." His voice was stern, Harry had never heard his mate speak like this to him before. He must have been very angry.
The younger boy took a deep breath. "I'm not fooling her into anything, Ron..."
"You aren't? Well, what do you call being with my sister, but at the same time having wet dreams about Malfoy? And don't deny it, I heard you say his name in your sleep!" he was speaking loudly now, risking to wake up the other three room mates. "Keep quiet, Ron...Look, I don't know what I feel for Ginny, ok?" There, he said it. "So you're using her? It'd make more sense if you broke up with her and told her that you're about as straight as Hermione's hair!"
"Maybe you're right." Harry considered, "Maybe I should break up with her..." He wondered why he'd never had this thought before. Did it really make sense to be with someone he didn't like?
"Yeah, good idea. She's not that happy with you... she confessed that she didn't feel wanted by you lately... or ever. She said she doesn't feel like you are attracted to her."
Poor Ginny, she was right... He had never been attracted to her. And he may have known why... he was actually gay. Made sense.
"I'll talk to her tomorrow..." Harry reassured his friend. He surely didn't want to be hated by him. He knew how protective Ron was when it came to his sister. He shifted uncomfortably in his bed, hoping that this conversation would end as soon as possible.
"Good. Night, Harry." Said his best friend. He then lay down and turned to face the wall. That hadn't been an easy talk and boy, was Harry glad that it was over. He closed the drapes on his bed and stared at the ceiling. But as he looked down, he noticed a small problem he had forgotten about. Consequence of his dream, of course. Sighing, Harry opened the drapes, got up and made his way to the bathroom.
Next morning, Harry met up with Ginny in the common room before breakfast. It had been their routine every day for so far.
Harry felt gut wrenching guilt as he looked at the girl walking happily towards him. He was about to rip her heart in a million little pieces... He would have watched her fall apart, helplessly. But this had to be done. He needed to man up and face this. He was a Gryffindor, after all, and Gryffindors didn't know fear.
Ginny rushed to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Morning love!" She leaned in to kiss him but Harry wouldn't let her. She was puzzled at this. "Look, Ginny... I need to tell you something..." Harry took a deep breath... why did it have to be so hard? Why couldn't he be a cruel man and give zero fucks about Ginny? No, he had to be fond of her. Damn him. "What?" his now future ex asked cluelessly. Here it comes..."I don't... know... if I really... love you..." He murmured. He was visibly shaking now. "You're kidding, right?" Ginny said while pushing him away quite violently.
"No, I realized that there is no... spark... between us, I-"
"There's another girl, right? Is this why you were so distant? I thought it was the NEWTs pressure!" She was screaming at this point. Of course she would think that he was cheating on her. The dream didn't count.
"Oh no, it's not a girl! It's complicated... It doesn't seem fair to you that I should be with you if I don't love you, right?" Try as he might, he couldn't calm her down.
"Who is this whore you're screwing, huh? Is it Luna? Is it Cho? That little..." Ginny kept raising her voice, her face was red and she was a bit sweaty, she was down right infuriated.
"Please Ginny, it's no one! Please calm down..." He tried to reassure her, but she wasn't having any of it.
"Calm down? I'm not calming down for shit, you piece of crap! How dare you cheat on me? After all I've done for you! I'll turn you into a beetle and I'll set fire to your body-"
"Ginny, stop!" the boy grabbed her wrists, but she quickly squirmed away and planted a sound slap on his cheek. He totally deserved it, in his opinion. "Don't. Touch. Me!" This said, she ran off.
She had the worst luck when she bumbed into none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Weasley, watch your steps! Where are you going, all sad? Trouble with Potty?"
"Oh get lost, Malfoy!" She shouted at him and then kept on running. She was crying freely.
Draco wondered what might have happened between the happy couple, and he couldn't help smiling at that. Ah, finally they were crashing. This meant that his chances of seducing Potter were becoming more and more.
"Can you explain to me why Ginny is so distraught?" Hermione asked, given that Ginny was sitting at another table, looking visibly upset. It wasn't like her to sit far away from them at Breakfast.
"Tell her, Harry." Ron said in that same stern voice from the night before. Harry gulped. "Well, Mione... I've just broken up with her... But she didn't take it that well..." Harry said as he looked at his now ex. Hell, she had taken it quite horribly.
"Oh, poor thing, I'll have to check on her later." said Hermione in a sad tone.
"Won't you tell her why you broke up with her, mate?" Ron wouldn't have any of his shit, it seemed.
And so Harry told her all about it. Hermione wasn't the least bit surprised. "It was not a girl, but it was Malfoy." she shook her head. "Who is a ton times worse."
"Hell, he even had a dream about the bloke, didn't you, Har?" Ron said to his grilfriend, who gasped. "Wow, this is serious.. look, if you're gay... I'm down with it. But if it's with Malfoy... I'm not. He's a prick!"
"I'm confused, Mione... But don't worry, there's no chance I'll ever be with Draco."
At the Slytherin table Draco was smiling his brightest smile. "Ah, Blaise, don't you think today is a wonderful day?"
Blaise looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Are you drunk?"
"No, I'm just... Happy.. seems like Potter's having trouble in paradise...and I do enjoy seeing that baboon suffer!"
"Aren't you a bit obsessed with him?" Blaise observed. "I just hate him so much." Draco responded with a shrug. Oh, Blaise was so right, for once. He was becoming obsessed with Potter, not that he hadn't been in the years before this.
Later that day, Draco found himself sitting under his precious tree, alone for once. Not that he loathed having someone to keep him company, but damn, it felt so good to be alone, sometimes. Just as he began to bask into this much needed 'me time' he heard footsteps coming his way. Ugh, why couldn't he just spend a few minutes undisturbed? He looked up to see who the loser was, only to see his crush staring back at him. "Hey." Potter said, looking a bit uneasy. Nevermind the me time, this would be so much better. "I'm not a broken hearts club, Potter, I'll have you know that. I see you're falling out a bit with Lady Weasley, eh?"
"None of your business... And I wanted to talk about something else..."
"I'm all ears."
"Well, yesterday... Don't act like you didn't fool me into thinking you'd kiss me."
Took him long enough. Ah, his day just kept getting better and better. He wanted to smirk, but decided to play along a little. "Oh come on Potter, did you really think I'd kiss you?" He gave him his best impression of a disgusted face and walked closer to him. He now felt his rival's shaky breath on his face and he loved just the effect he had produced.
"Sure you would." Harry sounded pretty convinced of that. Something about this talk reminded him of his dream from the night before. It felt like it was coming to reality.
He shuddered as Malfoy continued talking. "Well, what can I say? I hate you, Potter, I really do... But damn me, and much as I hate myself for this... I can't stop thinking of fucking your brains out." Draco said in a raspy voice. His eyes were darkening by the second and that was too much for Harry to handle. "Draco... Screw you." He said as he attacked his lips with his own. The kiss felt exactly like it did in his dream. It was all kinds of good. Maybe it was a bit more raw than what he had imagined, but still. Draco was now tugging at his tie, making the kiss even hotter, if that was even possible.
They didn't know how long their kiss had lasted, but, as they broke it, they were both out of breath and gasping for air. "I guess this is what you wanted to tell me about." Draco smirked. Harry glared at him before grabbing his shirt and pushing him in a second, more passionate kiss. And in that moment, Draco's brain refused to work.
"I'd say this was a mistake." Said Harry, as they had fallen silent after their second kiss. Draco rolled his eyes. "You're the one who launched yourself at me, Mr 'this was a mistake'!"
"You teased me into it." The dark haired boy stated.
"And you couldn't resist, huh? Tell you what, meet me at the Room of Requirement tonight at 10 o' clock... I can show you incredible things. But no one must know, or you're dead."
Harry didn't need to hear it twice to approve of this arrangement.
Not long before dinner Harry found himself in the library with Hermione, telling her of had just happened. He watched her eyes widen with what looked like shock together with disappoint. "You made out with Malfoy? I can't believe it... You broke up with Ginny today!" "Shh, Hermione! No one needs to know!" Harry tried to shut her up. "I don't know if you realize just how full of shit you are! I'm gonna tell Ginny. And Ron. You're dead." Just as the girl turned around to leave the room, Harry grabbed her arm. "Oh please, no!" "Do you ever think before acting?" She said as she broke free from Harry's grip. "This is the same guy that gave me shit for being a muggle born!" "Mione..." Harry began. He was beginning to think that it wasn't a bad idea to have kissed Malfoy, it was a terrible one. "Don't call me that." Hermione said in a furious tone and rushed out of the room, leaving Harry there. Was Malfoy really worth losing his best friend over?
At dinner, things didn't seem to ease up for the two of them.
Ron immediately noticed that Hermione wasn't eating anything. "What is going on here?" He asked her. Buy what he got in response from her was a "Mind your business!"
"What did I do now?" He asked. It had to be about him, it was most of the time. "I'm just not hungry. I'll go to bed. If you'll excuse me." That said, she rose to her feet and left without saying no more. "Girls." Ron said to his best friend, who gave him a fake smile.
As Harry made his way to the Room of Requirement, he was more than certain that he would have refused to have a go at Malfoy's sexual games. "Ah, here you are, Potter!" His rival greeted him with a smile as he approached him. "Look, Malfoy... I don't know if I...can." "What? Can't you see how much potential there is between us? The fire.." "I do, but, it will never work." Draco knew what Potter was playing at. He wanted to be in a cute relationship filled with flowers and chocolates. "Potter, I'm no boyfriend type. Right now all I want to do is shag you. Tell me if you don't want the same thing, and I'll leave you alone." He said this knowing that, now that he had him under his spell, the other boy wouldn't have done that. "I can't tell you that.' Potter said. He had no doubt about it. "Good, then after you."
Not a minute after they had entered the room, Malfoy was already pushing Harry on the king size bed that the Room of Requirement had produced. The Slytherin straddled him, then he kissed him. This kiss felt even more incredible than their previous ones, if that were possible.
Harry let out a soft moan, which indicated to Draco that he was ready for his tongue to enter his mouth. Harry's thoughts were fuzzy, he felt like his brain was being attacked by one of those spirits that Luna warned him so much about. He opened his mouth, letting Draco's tongue in.
Both tongues were swirling around each other like dancers, sending the two boys to heaven.
Then Draco broke the kiss, licking his way to Harry's neck. "Oh..." Harry whispered. It felt so good, better than anything with Ginny had ever felt. The taller boy hummed as he sucked on his neck, thus making him even more aroused. Draco was now unbuttoning his shirt, so painfully slow, Harry observed. He then removed it and traced his body with his hands, from the neck to the lining of his pants.
He smirked at sight of Harry's hard on and proceeded to cup his crotch through his jeans.
The black haired boy gasped. "You like that, uh?" asked Draco in a raspy voice.
"Ah..." Harry managed to say. Malfoy was now removing his jeans, just as slowly as he had done with the shirt. Then it was time to remove his boxers.
"Tell me, how much do you want me, Potter?" Draco purred, as he clutched Harry's member with his hand. "Oh f-for the l-love of Merlin!" Harry whimpered. "I want you so b-bad!"
"I had no doubt." the grey eyed boy said, stroking him faster. Harry arched his back in pleasure, gripping on the sheets. That was it, he was so, so close.
"No, not yet." Draco breathed. He then stopped what he was doing and rolled around the bed, then went on to remove his own shirt. He was no longer on top of Harry, but he was now positioning himself on all fours. "I want you to fuck me, Potter."
The other boy nodded frantically. He pressed his body on Draco's backside, causing him to flinch with anticipation. "Oh, yeah..." the blonde whispered. He gripped his hips firmly, then he took his pants and boxers off, exposing the boy's ass to the cool air. His eyes fell on a bottle that had conveniently appeared on the bed, lube. He dipped a finger in its liquid and then slipped it in the other boy's entrance. "Oh, Potter!" Draco cried out. Harry smirked as he added another finger, which made Draco whimper loudly. "Oh! Fuck me!"
"Beg me." Harry growled, pulling his fingers in an out of Draco. "Oh please, please! I need you inside me!" Draco moaned.
Harry was happy to comply. He slammed himself into him, earning a scream of pleasure. He moved, slowly at first, then he quickened his pace. "Oh f-fuck, yes!"This is what heaven must feel like, Harry thought. It felt better than anything he had ever done in his life. This is what the fuss was all about. As shocks of pleasure pervaded his body, he thought that there was no place he'd rather be. He was perfectly fine inside of his arch enemy.
But what sent him over the edge were Draco's moans, together with the knowledge of the fact that he was enjoying this just as much.
Draco came with a loud moan and then he fell flat on his stomach. Not much after, Harry came, too, and collapsed on top of him.
And it that moment, they were one.