A/N: Whoa so for the first time, I'm actually not ashamed of the amount of time it took me to update. The next chapter's started already so that should also be out within the next couple days. Can you tell I'm off school? Hahaha. I love getting reviews so much I can't even tell you, it makes me happy and when I get depressed, I just read them and I'm all happy again haha. Enjoy and Please review!

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The moment they stepped into the Gryffindor common room, Draco and Harry turned to look at each other.

"So… do you want to help me put these away?"

Draco half chuckled and stepped closer to Harry.

"Shut up." Still smiling, the blond put his hand behind Harry's neck and gently guided him to meet his lips.

After a few soft pecks, Draco had to pull back, as Harry started laughing. Half jokingly, Draco took on an affronted expression.

"What?" Harry shook his head. "No, nothing, sorry."

"No really, what?"

He smiled, casting his eyes downward. "I'm just really happy, that's all."

Draco rolled his eyes and smiled. "Okay."

Once again, their lips met, this time more urgently. Sensing Harry's need, Draco pushed him back, his knees meeting the bed. However, instead of falling back in the traditional way, he stopped.

Draco made a disgruntled sound in the back of his throat and nudged Harry again.

Harry responded with a groan of his own then quickly turned them so Draco was against the bed, and proceeded to fall on him.

Breaking apart, Harry gave him a cheeky grin. In reply, Draco flipped them back over, and raised an eyebrow.

Harry let loose what was – in his opinion – a very unmanly giggle, before reaching up to bring the blond back to him.

When Harry's tongue crept back into his mouth, Draco reached to the Gryffindor's shirt and undid the first button. Harry realized what he was going and reached to do the same to him.

After pulling their respective shirts away, they stopped momentarily to look at one another, each a little embarrassed, though not enough so for it to matter.

Instead of going back to his lips, Draco found himself attracted to Harry's neck. He placed an open mouth kiss next to his jugular, and then trailed kisses down to his nipple.

In reaction to the hot, wet cavern closing around his nipple, Harry's stomach tightened almost uncomfortably and his hips jerked up to meet Draco's abdomen.

Feeling the others erection jean clad erection pressing against his bare skin made Draco moan and intensify his attack on the pink nub.

Only when the nipple was taut and pebbled, did he move on to the other one,

The sensations became too much for Harry, who was still grinding his hips against the blonde's stomach, and he gasped out "Draco". Draco glanced up and continued his journey down. Reaching his belt buckle, Draco looked to Harry for reassurance that he wasn't going too far.

If the look on his face was anything to go by, Draco figured he could carry on. And carry on he did. With the belt undone, he started at the button.

The Slytherin could hear his heart heating in his ears and felt a rush of emotion; something he couldn't describe. He wanted nothing more than for Harry to be his forever. He didn't want this to be a one off.

They were mates, yes, but that held no promise of them being together. Harry could still reject him if he felt it necessary.

Draco felt his eyes well up, but determined to hide it from Harry, kept his head down and his mind on his current task.

Slowly, he pulled the zipper down, unable to believe his own anticipation.

Now, Draco had heard the term cock worship before, and he had always laughed.

He wasn't laughing as he saw Harry, gloriously and magnificently nude.

After basking for a moment, Draco traveled back up his body and they kissed with matched passion. Draco felt Harry's cock twitch against his own, bringing him back to a clouded reality.

Mustering all his courage and resolve, he reached down and gently took hold of the erection.

Harry sucked in a deep breath through their kiss but did not break it. He was able to think clearly enough to realize Draco wasn't getting anything in return for his… services, and slid his hand down the others gorgeous torso, landing on his hard on.

He began to massage it through the layer of denim, as he could not hope to coordinate its escape from the prison that was his jeans.

Draco, who had been riding on the feelings going through him, had not noticed the hand until it was on him and, feeling Harry's reciprocation, decided to take it one step further and introduce the vampires in them to the equation.

Harry knew what was coming as he felt Draco move from his lips to his neck and thought that nothing could make this better, save that. He was happy at least, that he was not the one to initiate it.

Harry recognized that Draco was taking a risk doing this because it was a reminder of the reality they both would have to face in only a little while. As it was, Harry was encouraged that Draco was not afraid to face it, and smoothly turned his head as an opening.

When Draco bit him, still jerking him off, Harry felt a wave of hot pleasure, much more intense than before swallow him whole.

He was sure he was dying, as he was completely consumed by the thing that was Draco.

Seeing Harry come was the most erotic, beautiful thing that Draco had ever seen, and although the lion had long since stopped massaging his cock, all it took was a few rubs against Harry's hip and he followed into the wave, thankfully remembering to lick the holes closed before collapsing next to his mate.

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Hermione frantically pulled Ron into Flourish and Blotts.

"Come on, Ron! We don't have that much time here and we have so much to do!"

Ron laughed and followed her. "You were the one who slept in; not exactly my fault."

She pouted, trying to hide a smile. "Shut up you."

Ron gloated, happy to have won that particular conversation. After all, it was an incredibly rare occurrence that he had something on Hermione that he felt he would have to remember it.

"I'm so excited to be going back to school. We get to see Harry! And I hear this year's potions is so much better and we actually learn about the properties of ingredients and… ah I'm so excited to see Harry!" Hermione said as she flipped through racks of books.

Ron grimaced. "Merlin, I can't believe we have to go to school tomorrow. I swear summer's not as long as it used to be."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, you're just lazy. Think of seeing Harry, not of having to go to class."

At this, Ron noticeably brightened. "Okay, well let's finish up here."

They woke up the next morning to Molly Wesley yelling, "If you don't get up RIGHT now, I'm leaving without you. You're late!"

The next hour was spent getting dressed, quickly packing, and throwing all their things into the magically enhanced car.

Once safely inside their compartment, they sat and waited for 11 AM to roll around. It suddenly felt extremely empty.

"I wish Harry were here. Never thought I'd say this, but I actually can't wait to get back. I want everything to go back to normal, you know?"

Hermione couldn't help but agree with Ron as the train jerked and started rolling north.

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Six-hundred kilometers north, Draco was just waking up, and much more pleasantly than the other two had that morning. What he woke up to was Harry's light kisses down his neck.

Burying his fingers in the dark strands of Harry's hair, he brought the others face up to his own and smiled.

"Good morning."

Harry smiled tiredly back and yawned out a "Hey" before promptly returning his undivided attention to his neck.

He was not being subtle about what he wanted, as he allowed his already protruding fangs to gently scrape across Draco's neck, and started to suck and lick at his jugular in preparation.

When he finally did sink his fangs in, instead of the normal lust, Draco felt relaxed. Any tension previously in his muscles melted away, leaving him feeling as though he had just gotten back from a long massage.

Unable to do anything else, Draco simply hummed his delight to Harry who responded by pulling back and closing the wounds.

It had not been a long feeding but then, neither had Draco's last night. They had not done it because they had to, but more as a way of accepting each other.

They lay beside each other for awhile before Draco whimpered out "Oh gross, I need a shower."

Harry snorted his amusement and agreed. Nothing had been cleaned up after last night.

They showered at the same time, though on different sides of the room so as not to pressure the other.

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Well there you go. Another one should be coming soon. Review please! It may help the next chapter get written faster ;). Haha, I'm dangling that and I shouldn't be, forgive me.