Disclaimer: Don't own, so don't sue
Warning: Well...shower handjob...but that's it, harry/draco tears at the end of this chappie...
AN: Sorry about the last chapter, I know...very sad :( It's lightened up slightly...but yeah, like I left in someone's comment, war is hard to make amusing...so...and I promise you, this is a promise, I won't kill Harry or Draco. (I hate getting into stories that don't warn me properly and I end up bawling all over my computer...)
"Harry, please…please come out." Draco attempted at the door. He heard a muffled "I'm busy" Growling Draco put his head to the door,
" How long has he been in their Mr. Malfoy?" There was another Order meeting scheduled for the day and McGonagall was upstairs over hearing Draco's attempt to bring Harry from the room, concern was etched across her face.
"Day." Draco muttered angrily. No matter what he did Harry refused to come out, no food, probably no sleep, Draco was sick of it. He wanted to hold him, tell him everything would be ok, but Harry would shake off his attempts and resorted to trapping himself within a study for hours, this had been the longest he been in the room by himself. A week of seclusional attempts since Lupins death.
"Mr. Potter!" McGonagall exclaimed pointing her wand at the door, Draco didn't recognize half the spells she rattled off, but the door flew open.
"I told you…" Harry turned suddenly whirled on them both his wand drawn, hands shaking he suddenly dropped his wand seeing Draco, his eye's widened at his lover's look,
"I'm sorry." He murmured.
"The Order meeting is going to be at 7:30." Their ex-Professor said, "Are you up to joining us?" She asked carefully. Harry nodded not daring to look at Draco. The Slytherin waited until the woman left before slamming the door. He made his way forcibly to the other boy and before Harry could protest he had his lips pressed against his in a hard kiss. Harry stared at him in a dazed fashion when they broke apart.
"Don't say anything Harry." Draco suddenly said putting a finger to Harry's mouth. He looked haggard, his eye's red, bags underneath; the hair was a bit lank, he had clothes on that he had worn for at least two day's.
"We're going to get you something to eat. I'm going to shove you into the shower, and then we're going to talk."
"But—" Harry started,
"Shush." Draco commanded angrily, "I love you. And I hate seeing you like this." Draco whispered finally absentmindedly fingering the dirty clothes Harry still had on. Harry inhaled sharply before sighing and pressing his forehead against the blonds.
"Food. Shower. Talk." Draco said firmly lifting his face enough to stare into the startling jade eye's.
"OK." Harry whispered pulling his lover closer burying his head in the shoulder, the hands stopped their absentminded fingering to wrap around his chest and the blond breathed in his ear.
"Oh, and you're not going to the Order meeting tonight." Draco said. Harry pulled back outraged,
"I have to!"
"No. Not tonight." Draco said, cupping his face in his hands. "You've haven't had a full night's rest, trust me, you've kept me locked out of the room since…Lupin was killed, if I haven't slept well, I know you haven't" Draco said softly, He knew Harry was going to protest again so he pressed his lips ever so softly to other boys.
"Please. You need this." Draco whispered. Harry's eye's widened, then a rumble of his stomach broke through the silence.
"Food. Now." Draco said. The Gryffindor grunted in a disgruntled fashion but willingly aloud himself to be dragged down the hallway and down the stairs. The silence in the kitchen was overwhelming, Harry didn't dare meet anyone's eye's and Draco hurriedly consulted with the head of Gryffindor requesting Harry not to be at the meeting.
"Mr. Malfoy…" She paused then nodded looking over to a grim faced Tonks, and an even grimmer looking Weasley Parents who had just arrived, "Of Course, we will only be receiving information of the Death Eater movements." She said.
"Good." Draco said and ushered Harry towards the refrigerator deftly grabbing whatever food that was left over from some previous dinners.
"I don't like…"
"Shush." Draco said, "You'll eat what I give you."
"You're not my mum…" He heard Harry mutter. Draco flashed him a small smile as he handed him the plate of food, pulling some more vegetables.
"No, I'm not, I'm your boyfriend, and I'm not going to watch you fade away, run away, or hide away." He said kissing the lips gently. Before they were able to retreat back to their room, Mrs. Weasley grabbed them both around the neck hugging them tightly, they had both eludded her grasp when Draco and Harry first entered the kitchen.
"You take care of him Draco…Merlin knows we can't…" She trailed off with a choked motherly sob.
"Molly, it's ok…" Mr. Weasley swiftly rescued them from being choked to death and Harry gave her a reassuring smile (which Draco exhaled internally glad to see a smile on his lovers face)
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley…Mr. Weasley," He gazed around the room with the small group of witches and wizards, not nearly everyone in the Order had arrived yet, "Everyone, Draco's taking good care of me."
"Ok, stop stalling, upstairs." Draco said passing the adults a small thankful smile.
"Alright, alright, don't push." Harry murmured.
As soon as they made it upstairs Draco set about putting warming spells on the food and pushed the plate towards Harry.
"I can't eat all this!" Harry suddenly said, potato's, soup, Sunday roast and some of Molly's famous apple pasties. Draco's look casued him to quickly start eating.
"Good. I'll be back would you like some Butterbeer?" Harry nodded quickly. How he deserved such kindness, such love from another person was beyond him. Draco was back within moments and smiled watching him eat. So Harry had been hungry.
"Thank you." Harry said suddenly, "You shouldn't have to do this…I just…"
"We're not talking now, eat. shower, then talk." Draco said stroking hand down Harry's face,
"When did you turn into such caretaker?" Harry asked with a smile taking another bite of his food,
"When I started dating you, you have 'I get into danger all the time, so take care of me' written all over you."
"I do not!" Harry replied indignantly.
"Yes, yes you do." Draco replied scooting closer to his lover watching him eat with smug satisfaction and absentmindedly moving his hand around the neck thumbing the jawline snorting at the food left at the corner of his lovers mouth.
"You got a little…right there." He pointed out with a grin. Harry wiped his face.
"Well if someone didn't give me so much damn food maybe I wouldn't." He replied haughtily,
"You have a good half a plate left of that food, you better eat it all"
"So are you going to take a shower with me?" Harry asked suddenly as Draco flicked his wand at the empty plate, it disappeared, hopefully appearing in the sink downstairs. He heard an outraged yell that sound horribly like Snape. Guess he missed…Draco glanced over at Harry as they got up.
"Maybe." Draco replied slowly, he just wanted Harry clean and was afraid to push anything sexual again.
"Why maybe?" Harry asked as the Slytherin pulled him towards the shower room. Draco pushed open the door and started stripping Harry of his clothes not answering him.
"Hey! Draco, why maybe?" Harry asked again perturbed Draco wasn't answering him, the Slytherin looked at him finally as the shirt came off and the pants slid down the hips.
"I don't want you to think anything I do, sexually, is out of pity." He whispered.
"You worry too much." Harry said pulling him into a kiss,
"And for good reason." Draco retorted,
"Yes, for good reason, now get your clothes of and take a shower with me." Draco gave him a hesitant look in which Harry leaned in kissing the lips, "We don't have to have sex." He whispered. Draco nodded and stripped down, just looking at Harry could cause with some problems, hopefully he would be able to keep his libido in check. Putting on the hot water he shoved Harry under it with a grin,
"Bet you feel ten times better already." He said with a smirk until Harry jerked him under with him kissing the lips.
"Now I do." The Gryffindor whispered. Shaking the water from his eye's Draco grabbed the shampoo bottle,
"Let me." He said putting a dollop in his hand and running his fingers through the hair lathering up the shampoo, as he massaged the scalp Harry's eyes closed and he leaned his back reveling in the feeling. Draco bit his bottom lip at the sight. He might need a good wank after this if Harry didn't stop making those faces…or those sinful noises...
"Mmmm….feels nice…" Was the comment from Harry that sent Draco's blood south.
"That's good." Draco said roughly swallowing hard. Harry felt the pressure in his scalp become a bit more sensual, fingers tighten and un-tightening. In a way Draco would if he went down on him. He let his eye's slide open and tried to glance behind him but Draco pushed him under the spray of the water instead. A bar of soap slipped over his chest from the boy behind him, tender kisses at the back of his neck and his skin shuddered on its own accord. He knew he was hard, merlin he was hard at Draco's touch and he knew Draco knew, and he wasn't doing anything about it. Pale ands and soap suds slipped in between his thighs, making sure to clean everywhere. He let a small moan escape and sagged back against Draco.
"Touch me please Draco…" Harry asked as the hot water hit him full in the chest, the slim hands still sudding up and down his thighs.
"I am." Was the Slytherins husky reply. Harry grabbed the soapy hands moving them on his chest,
"No, touch me." Whispered the other boy. Draco inhaled sharply a buried his face in Harry's damp shoulder with a slight moan and let Harry's hands guide his own. Over each nipple down the smooth curving muscle's. Harry stopped right about his groin wanting Draco to do this on his own. The blond rubbed and scratched his lower stomach teasing in-between the thigh's.
"Are you sure Harry?" He asked suddenly, panting in spite of himself. Harry laughed,
"Yes. Please Draco…I want you to touch me." Said the raven-haired boy. Draco left a wet lick at his ear and felt the hot organ twitch to his touch. Harry didn't want to last long, he just want that touch, that feeling of Draco touching him everywhere and anywhere.
"Mmmm...merlin Draco.." Harry whispered moving into the hand, fingers massaged his sack before fisting the member loosely and flicking his thumb over the slit casing another moan from Harry's mouth. Draco bit softly into the neck and Harry ached up at the feeling.
"Don't….stop…" He managed twisting his head to kiss Draco's. The Slytherin's other hand moved from massging and cupping the tight arse in it's rocking movements, traveled up the sides elciting a few whimpers from the boy-who –lived.
"Ah….Draco…please more…" Harry begged into the lips. A tease of his nubs, the hot cascading water, Draco's wonderful friction around his twitching cock and the wonderful kisses and bites Draco left on all the available skin pushed him over the edge. He cried out as he came, hot spunk splashing to the shower wall. He fell back into Draco's embrace as the Slytherin pumped all the had to offer.
"God…Draco…wonderful…" He whispered lazily, the Slytherin chuckled wetly in his ear.
"Then I did my job well. Lets finish cleaning you off." His lover said. Harry cleared his mind and put more weight on his legs, now able to after his orgasmic high. He turned on Draco cathcing the other off gueard and looked down. The Slytherin was hard. Draco flushed, he didn't want Harry to feel obligated...
"My turn." Harry whispered kissing the lips.
"You don't have….ok…you…can…mmmm…." Harry had nuzzled his face into the neck leaving small teasing bites, his hand falling in between Draco's legs.
"Good." Harry murmured.
They had managed out of the shower without the sex, and Draco tossed his lover some pj's after much kissing and mumbling 'I love you's' into each other's mouths.
"Now we talk." Draco said pulling Harry down in a sitting position on the bed and placing his hands on the shoulders.
"About what?" Harry asked, not wanting to resurface any of the horrid emotions just bubbling under the surface.
"Anything, everything." Draco replied wrapping his arms around his lover. Harry looked over at him,
"I…I don't want to talk about anything…" He said. Draco looked over at him sharply.
"Talk." He said forcing him to look at him. Harry hesitated, then,
"I'm scared." He whispered, his eye's focused on Draco's own, "I don't know what I'm doing…Lupin….after Sirius d-died, he he was the only one left, he was the father I never had a chance to have….and now he's gone….I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye…one minute...everything's fine…and then they attack. Again and Again…and the ministry saving me until they find Him. Because it's only me and Him in the finale battle…I don't know…I'm so scared…so many people have died…why didn't he fucking die the first five time's I killed him." Harry's voice rose into a snarl by the end. A hand soothed around his neck and he pressed his face in the chest,
"I don't think I can do it…I don't know how…I never…Lupin…I…Draco?" Harry turned his face to the Slytherins, his eye's shimmering.
"I don't want to lose you." Harry whispered, Draco held him close.
"Neither do I…neither do I…" He soothed Harry even though tears traced down his cheek's. Harry clutched to him as even more suppressed emotions, fears, loses came bubbling to the surface. Draco just listened holding his Harry as close to him as possible. After long moments Harry's voice petered down and the tears dried on Draco's neck. He stroked through the hair and down his cheek, repeating the movement murmured sweet nothing's trying to calm him. Harry shifted in his embrace wanting to be held within his protective arms.
"Don't leave me…" Harry murmured as nuzzled his face against the others. He heard a silent sob escape Draco's lips and the arms tightened even more around him.
"I promise I won't." Was the choked reply.
TBC
AN: Let me know what you think, I don't want to make this angsty...if you have any idea's that could help, I'd be glad to hear them... :)