A/N: Hah! I Have UPDATED! I'm so proud of myself. So anyways, I want to apologize the waits in-between chapters. School's a bitch and is keeping me unbearably busy. .-. Anyways, due to some raunchy parts towards the end, I've considered upping the rating. It's nothing really graphic but I don't want to get in trouble, so feel free to let me know if you guys think this should be M.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. Never. I will never own this. Ever.

Warnings: A bit of, ah, raunchiness at the end. I don't want to spoil anything. ;)

Enjoy!

It was unbearably hard for Draco to sleep that night. The events of the past few days kept replaying in his mind over and over again. He rolled onto his side and curled up into a ball, taking in deep breaths to try and calm himself. He may have hated his father, and he really didn't mind being disowned (he had other accounts set up that Lucius couldn't touch), no, it was the gnawing worry for his mother. She was out there somewhere and he had no idea the nightmares. Ugh, the nightmares. Draco shuffled around in his bed a little bit and rolled onto his back, looking up at the green overhang of his four-poster. He almost smiled at the fact that the green-eyed wonder was across the way and he couldn't help but notice that the overhang on his bed was almost the exact shade of Harry's eyes. Dumbledore had set them up in an area similar to the Head Boy and Girl dorms. A common room with two rooms connected. Of course it used to just be one bedroom but they had magically expanded it so the blonde could have a place to stay as well.

Draco crept silently down the hall, his sleeplessness finally overtaking him. He sighed quietly as he lit a fire in the large fireplace and curled up on the deliciously soft and plush armchair. He was dozing off when a sound jerked him awake. He heard soft curses being muttered and he peeked his head over the side of the couch to see Harry stumbling through the common room—half naked. Draco swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.

"Draco? Is that you over there?" Harry said. His voice rang around the quiet room and he adjusted his wire framed glasses. Draco nodded.

"Yeah, I'm over on the couch." Draco replied, his voice a soft whisper. Harry looked in the direction of the blonde's voice and Draco saw him sit at the end of the couch. Harry sighed and scooted closer so he could see Draco's face in the faint light. Harry let out a jaw cracking yawn and Draco's eyes drank in the sight. Despite only being thirteen, Harry had toned muscles and lightly tanned skin that gave off a honey glow in the fire light. Draco bit back a moan. God, he was such a pervert.

"So why are you awake, Harry?" Draco said softly. Harry slumped over and rubbed his eyes tiredly under his glasses.

"Just so much has happened in the past few days, is all, and I miss my cousin Dudley. I mean, yeah my aunt and uncle were awful but Dudley and I actually got along." His voice sounded tired. Draco nodded and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Maybe you should write him a letter in the morning." Draco suggested. "Let him know you're ok." Harry nodded and gave the blonde a sleepy grin.

"Hah, I hadn't even thought about that. Thanks Dray." Harry responded, his voice sounding happier, well as happy as a half asleep person could sound. Speaking of half asleep, Draco had to conclude that the brunette's "sleepy voice" was the sexiest thing he had ever heard. Harry's already low voice became deep, gravelly, and sexy as fuck. Draco flushed slightly and was glad that the other couldn't see him well in the poor lighting.

"So why are you awake, Dray?" Harry asked as he laid down across the couch, propping his head on Draco's thigh. The blonde flushed even darker.

"I just…couldn't sleep. N-nightmares and stuff." He said quietly. Draco shifted uncomfortably but Harry took no notice and moved his head along with Draco's movements. Harry reached a hand over and squeezed Draco's thigh.

"It's ok, Dray. No need to be ashamed of nightmares. Wanna talk about it?" The brunette looked up into Draco's silver blue eyes. Draco was about to respond when Harry sat up and unknowingly brushed his hand over Draco's crotch in the process. The blonde let out a small squeak of surprise.

"H-Harry!" He exclaimed in embarrassment. "U-um mind your…hands." A dark flush creeped up his neck and across his cheeks. Harry gave him an odd look but quickly moved his hand once he realized what happened. The green-eyed teen cleared his throat awkwardly and shifted around a bit. He settled for leaning against the smaller teen. Harry smirked as his eyes noticed a sizable bulge in the other's sleep pants.

"Aww Dray," He whispered in the blonde's ear. His voice was husky and came out almost as a growl. "Did I do that?" If it was possible Draco blushed even harder. Harry placed a feather light kiss on the shell of Draco's ear and pulled away to look at him. "I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not." And with a wink, Harry stood and sauntered out of the room. "Night Draco!" He called over his shoulder.

Draco bit his lip in embarrassment. A hard on! He got a hard on from barely a touch! He groaned and buried his face in the pillow, willing his swelling cock to go down. He mentally cursed Harry as his thoughts began to stray and he was soon hard as a rock.

"Fuuuuccckkk." Draco whimpered into the cushion. He sighed and got up, extinguishing the fire and making his way back to his room. He shut and locked the door his raging hard on borderline painful. He laid eagle-spread on his silk sheets and bit his lip, contemplating how to take care of the situation at hand (no pun intended, of course). He squirmed uncomfortably and rubbed his manhood through his pants. He kicked off his pants and had to bite back a moan as the cool air hit his swollen member. His hand gripped the base and soon he was a squirming panting mess. He came with a muffled shout and he flushed when he realized he had just wanked to a guy he had only met a few days ago. He huffed in frustration (both kinds) and tore off his shirt, wiping off his hand.

Little did Draco know, Harry was in almost the exact same position. The brunette was on his way back to the common area to retrieve a book to read, when he heard muffled pants and moans. His eyes widened when he realized what the blonde was doing and his own hand crept to the front of his (thankfully) baggy pants. He braced his back against the wall, hand down his pants, the thought of Draco doing the same thing on the other side of the wall bringing him over the edge. He muffled a moan and slumped against the wall. After a few moments, he made his way to the bathroom and rinsed off. He flopped into bed. Sometimes it sucked to be so hormonal. But he brought it on himself, really. Though he couldn't help be feel a little bit of pride at what he'd done. His shameless flirting was starting to pay off and soon he would ask Draco out. Well, maybe not that soon. He kind of liked the flirting and wasn't quite ready to stop. He smiled to himself and settled into his bed. Harry opened the book (which was subsequently titled Hogwarts: A History) and began to read. There was no way in hell he'd be able to sleep tonight.

A/N: So? What did you think?~ Drop me a review an let me know how I'm doing! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I know it seems like this is progressing a little fast but it was just to show how randy teenage boys can be. It's completely normal and there will most definitely be any smut anytime soon. I will build up to it, so no worries. Plus, they're only 13. I plan on them being at least 15 when they decide to- oops, giving too much away! Anyways, I will try to update soon!

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