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"Neville," Draco said laughing loudly, "S-Stop."
Smiling happily I continued to tickle Draco's sides loving how happy he sounded. I never thought that he'd be ticklish, but it seemed that not only was he, but he was extremely ticklish.
At the moment we were in the lounge of his dorm. We had been going over what classes we had together tomorrow, though we hadn't gotten very far, when my hand gently ran over his side.
A soft laugh fell from Draco's lips as his eyes widened. For a moment the two of us stared at each other before I ran my hand over his side once more. When another laugh slipped from his lips I couldn't help but grin.
Ever since I had found out about the ticklishness I couldn't keep my hands off of him. I loved how happy he was right now. It was like everything that had happened in his past was gone for just a moment.
"Neville," Draco said before falling onto the floor.
"Are you okay?" I asked leaning over him.
Draco opened his mouth to say something only to freeze. I opened my mouth to say something when the blond suddenly surged up and attached his lips to mine passionately.
Moaning softly I threaded my fingers through his hair and held him against me. I loved his lips on mine. It was the most addictive thing I had ever done in my life and I doubted I could ever give them up.
I laid my body over his and felt heat shoot through me when I heard Draco groan. His hand slowly moved from my shoulders to my hips before finally coming to rest on my bottom.
Pressing myself closer to him I placed a hand on his stomach and started to push his shirt up. I got it right below his chin before hearing the door swing open and someone walk in.
"Draco, can we…Merlin," George said staring down at us.
Jumping as far away from Draco as I possibly could I stared at George hoping that Draco had some story on the tip of his tongue. Sadly, all he did was stare at George along with me.
The fear that was between Draco and I was so strong I thought it would be possible to see. Though the more I looked at George I saw that he wasn't upset he was nervous.
That was a look I never thought I'd see on the ginger's face. He was never nervous. Not during pranks or standing up to other people. He was always so sure of himself. Except for now.
George slowly made his way to Draco and helped him up. Both of them sat on the couch before he patted the seat on the other side of him. Slowly I made my way to him and sat down.
"That's what I needed to talk to you two about," George said running a hand through his hair, "About your…About your relationship together. About how…Umm…Far you've gone."
"What?" Draco asked confused.
A bright blush came to Draco's cheeks causing me to smile slightly. Draco was so amazingly beautiful. Truthfully I was a bit upset that George had to come in right at that moment.
Maybe I didn't expect that he and I would go all the way. Alright, I was hoping it, but I would never ever push Draco into something he didn't want. I just loved to feel his lips against mine.
When I first saw Draco all those years ago I felt drawn to him, but it wasn't until our third year that I finally started to figure out what I was feeling. Started understanding the attraction.
I hadn't thought that it was going to go past a few dreams, but now everything was different. I had the chance to be with Draco and I never wanted to mess up what we had now.
"Look," George said softly, "I don't want to have this conversation, but I really need to know that you both are going to be safe."
"We will," Draco said his blush getting redder.
"And that you both want this. That you're both taking this seriously. I don't want either of you hurt because you haven't talked about it."
"George…"
"I know it's obvious that you two are in love and that this is the next logical step, but you still need to talk about it before actually doing it."
Draco let out a soft whine and buried his head in his hands. I knew that this conversation was hard, but my Nan had given me 'The Talk' when I was younger. This was a lot better then that.
George seemed to be thinking the same thing that I was. Why was he acting like this? Wait, had he even had 'The Talk' before or had no one even bothered to do something that basic.
"Draco," George said kneeling in front of him, "You've never done this before have you? You've never talked about sex have you?"
"No," Draco said shaking his head.
With a nod of his head George turned to me. He looked like he was trying to decide what to do. I was in the same boat. I wanted to be with Draco more then anything, but if he didn't understand then we needed to take a step back.
Sighing George stood up and motioned for me to follow him. We moved to the opposite side of the room and looked at Draco for a moment. He looked so confused and sad in that moment.
Sometimes I forgot that Draco was no more then a child. He had grown up in such an abusive household that he didn't know what to do when these things came up. It was just too much for him.
"Neville," George said turning back to me, "You need to be the one that talks to him about this."
"What?" I asked confused, "Why?"
"Because I'm not his boyfriend. Neville, he loves you and you know that. It'll mean more coming from you then it will from me. And the sooner you do it the better it will be for your relationship."
"Yeah. Okay."
George nodded his head calmly before going back over to Draco. He spoke softly to the blond for a moment before leaning forward and kissing his forehead and leaving the room.
When he was gone the room was filled with an awkward silence. We both knew that we had to talk about what was going on, but I had no idea how we were supposed to start.
"Draco," I said looking at the floor, "I…I love you. I love you more then I thought I could love someone, but George is right. We need to take this slowly."
"What if I don't want to take it slowly?" Draco asked staring at me, "I love you too, Neville. I really do. I want…I want everything."
"Tell me how sex with us will work. Better yet, tell me all the possibilities that come with being a male wizard in a gay relationship."
Draco looked at me in confusion before he slowly shook his head. He had no idea what I was talking about and I had no idea what I was supposed to do. What was I supposed to do?
"Tell me," Draco said softly.
Nodding my head I sat next to him once more and had him face me. We were going to have to do this at some point anyway so it was better if we just did it now. I was not looking forward to this.
As I started to explain everything to Draco I tried to read the emotions in his eyes. I wanted to be able to pull the blond into my arms, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to go through with this if I did.
The conversation was a lot longer then I liked to admit. Draco interrupting every few minutes to ask some question. By now I would have thought he'd know at least some of the basics.
With every passing moment I started to wonder what else Draco didn't know. Was he really as naïve as he seemed right now? When was something like this going to be brought up again?
"We're not ready, are we?" Draco asked staring at the ground.
"No," I said shaking my head, "Not even close."
A soft sigh slipped from Draco's lips before he cuddled into my side. Both of us had wanted so much more. We probably still did, but at the same time Draco didn't understand how different it would be after.
Draco needed some more time before we were going to figure out the next step. What I didn't understand though was how he could have gotten to his fifth year and not understand anything about sex.
Everyone had thought that Draco was the 'Sex God' of Hogwarts the moment he got there. By the time we were in our third year most thought that he was no longer a virgin.
When was Draco going to be okay? He still had so much to learn and he needs to find himself. I wanted to be with Draco, but I wasn't sure how much time it was going to take to get him there.
Sighing I ran a hand through his hair before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. He just needed some time to think. He'd come into himself soon and all of this would be in the past.