Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter... but I'm borrowing him from Draco... J.K. Rowling owns them both...
Note: Hello, I am DrarryTLA and this is my first story for FanFiction, but it isn't my first idea. Some of you may know my sister SasunaruTLA... I hope you enjoy it...
I am going to make Narcissa and Dumbledore bad guys in this story... Sorry if you like Narcissa... Oh, and the very beginning is a lemon... RATED M.
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Need You To Need Me
"Harry, I love you," whispered a deep husky voice. Each word was accompanied by a gentle thrust. Any reply from the raven known as Harry Potter was lost to him as waves of tremendous pleasure washed over him. The only response he was capable of giving was to tighten the grip his legs had around his lover's waist. He could barely maintain coherent thoughts as the strong body pulsing inside of him moved slowly and wonderfully. Never in his life had he thought that making love with another male could feel so good, especially with that other male being Draco Malfoy...
"Harry," Draco whispered lowly, "It feels so good to be inside of you..."
A shiver went down Harry's back and he arched up against the Slytherin. Said Slytherin smiled warmly down at the smaller teen and kissed his forehead before trailing kisses down to his already swollen lips. Harry was so delectable laid out beneath him with nothing between them... panting and moaning. He moved a little faster... in and out... in and out... He could feel their magics building which made him push a little harder.
Harry gripped the sheets tightly and arched his back again as Draco moved faster and harder. Draco noticed and gently bit down on Harry's lip to catch his attention. The emerald jewels that had been closed opened in confusion. "You're holding the wrong lover," Draco said as he thrusted farther inside of his lover, hitting the sweet spot that made Harry see stars. He cried out in pleasure and threw his trembling arms around Draco's strong, very muscular, back.
"Draco," Harry managed to rasp out, "g-go-" he moaned, "faster..." His nails dug into the pale skin of Draco's back as his wish was granted. No more words would come and the only thought going through his mind was that he was so close to release, just one more thrust and he would go over the edge...
"I want you to scream my name when you come for me," Draco insructed into Harry's ear. That was all it took for Harry to come screaming Draco's name at the top of his lungs. The force of his orgasm sent Draco coming shortly after. Harry held him tighter as they waited for the waves of pleasure to cease, both of them panting. Draco pulled out of his tired lover and laid down next to him. His pale arms wrapped themselves around Harry's waist and pulled him closer so that his tan back was pressed to his chest. Harry immediately snuggled close, niether concerned about still being covered by the effects of their love-making. They were too tired to clean themselves up, and besides, no one would be coming in on them; it was Draco's private Head Boy suite.
"Harry, I love you," Draco whispered as he kissed the back of Harry's neck. Harry shivered the way he always did when Draco did that and smiled tiredly even though Draco couldn't see it.
"I love you too," he said softly with a yawn. "I'm glad it was you," he whispered a few seconds later with a much softer voice. Draco had to strain to hear him.
"Glad it was me for what?" Draco questioned as he pulled Harry even closer if that was possible. His soft member felt as if it was about to start growing hard again, which amazed him. He had just made love to the most perfect lover ever and just seconds later he wanted another round, but then again, Harry could always seem to arouse him with everything he did: studying, flying, eating, even sleeping...
"I'm glad I let you be my first..." Harry mumbled only slightly embarassed at being a virgin until now when Draco had lost his virginity in third year. "I can't imagine anything being better..." He yawned again and readjusted himself against Draco, blushing when he felt Draco's growing erection. He laughed lazily. "Am I really that appealing to you?" he joked.
"Yes," Draco said in a voice that let Harry know he meant it. Just to prove his point he turned Harry around to face him and looked into the emerald jewels that had no glasses to cover them up. The look in Draco's swirling silver eyes sent a shiver down Harry's spine and he was amazed to feel his own erection start to grow. He blushed and looked down at Draco's chest to avoid eye contact. Draco pulled his chin up gently and kissed him on the lips softly, waiting for Harry to deepen the kiss if he wanted. Draco didn't want to go again if Harry didn't want to or wasn't ready, not their first time... but Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and deepened the kiss quite lustfully. He smiled brightly at his surprised lover, all tiredness gone from him. "I'm not sleepy anymore," he replied suggestively.
Draco smiled, already thinking of the fun things he would show Harry now....
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Two weeks and four days later...
"Harry, are you okay?" Draco called through the closed bathroom door of his Head Boy Room. He could hear the sound of Harry emptying the few items he had in his stomach... again. This was the third time Harry had woken up sick and Draco was starting to worry. He heard a muffled 'no' and sighed. The door slowly opened up to reveal a pale and sweating Harry. His beautiful green eyes were framed by gray rings from lack of sleep. Draco gently pulled him into a hug and placed a kiss on top of his raven hair. "We should go see Madam Pomfrey, yeah?" he asked smoothly. Harry was calmed slightly at the sound of his voice and felt a little better.
"Okay," Harry replied in a broken voice as a few tears fell down his face before he could stop them.
"What's the matter?" Draco asked quickly as he pulled Harry back so he could look into his crying eyes. "Please don't cry."
"Its just that I don't know what's wrong with me," he took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself, "I don't know why that would make me cry..." He stopped crying as Draco smiled down at him, wiping away the tears with his thumb. "What?" he asked as Draco just kept staring.
"You're just so cute when you worry," Draco replied without missing a beat. Harry blushed and Draco kissed him for it.
"Are we going to go now?" Harry asked as he reached out to grab Draco's hand.
Before Draco could reply the portrait hole to his suite opened to reveal one very out-of-breath Professor Severus Snape. "Draco," the Potions Master forced out as he tried to steady his breathing, "Dumbledore needs you in his office, NOW." Draco was instantly on alert as he took in the urgent tone of his godfather's voice. He looked down at Harry.
"I'm sorry, Harry." He kissed Harry's cheek and looked at Snape. "Take Harry to Madam Pompfrey, Severus."
"Okay, Draco," Snape replied. Draco kissed Harry one more time and strode past Snape and out of the portrait hole. When Draco was gone Harry was overcome by a fit of nausea and ran to the bathroom. He barely made it to the toilet in time before he emptied the barely existent food in his stomach for the second time that morning. Snape came in a moment later and used a wet rag to wipe the sweat from Harry's brow.
"Come on, Potter. We need to get you to Poppy," he said gently. Harry smiled at this new version of Snape. Before Harry had killed Voldemort Snape had been a real git towards Harry. Now that Snape no longer had to play pet for the derainged madman he was free to fulfill his promise to his once best friend, Lily Evans Potter. He had vowed to keep her son safe and with the news Albus had just shared with him, he knew that Harry would need all the protection he could get, as would Dumbledore himself if things ended badly but he could care less if the Headmaster lived or died anymore. The old man used people for his own benefit and then tossed them to the side when he got what he wanted. Dumbledore sickened him, but he would play nice for now...
Snape helped Harry up onto shaking legs and waited a moment for Harry's nausea to pass before they left Draco's suite and made thier way to the Infirmary.
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Meanwhile in the office of one Albus Dumbledore...
"Draco, my boy, have a seat," Dumbledore smiled brightly as if nothing were ever wrong in the world. The annoying, ever-present twinkle in his half-moon spectacled eyes was even more pronounced today. It made Draco's skin crawl.
"Headmaster," Draco said with a nod of his platinum blonde head. "What is so urgent that you need to send Severus to my personal rooms rather than come your annoying self?"
"Still as charming as ever I see," Dumbledore laughed. "I was rather busy getting word out. Sorry that I was not able to retrieve you my annoying self."
"What's the news?" Draco asked. He was tired of having those twinkling eyes gaze upon him as if he were some kind of experiment. The sooner Dumbledore told him what he needed to be told, the sooner he could leave and go back to Harry.
Dumbledore put his hands together and placed them under his bearded chin, his pale blue eyes turned calculating as if trying to decided what Draco's reaction would be. "Your mother and aunt have escaped Azkaban," he said slowly in that care-free tone of voice that he reserved for when he was telling people that their lives were about to become a living hell.
Draco's silver eyes locked onto Dumbledore's. "When?" he growled out.
"Three days ago," Dumbledore said with that same tone of voice. Draco practically saw red as he stood up suddenly, knocking his chair back into the back wall.
"And I'm just being told now?" Draco asked in scary-calm voice, one that had the smallest tremors of fear running down the Headmaster's spine. The Head Boy took two steps forward so that he could get close enough to Dumbledore to see the wrinkles around his twinkling eyes and had to fight to not curse the Headmaster for his couldn't-care-less attitude. "There had better be a good goddamn reason as to why this news is just now finding me," he growled out.
"We wanted to wait until we saw if the two could be caught before we alerted you," Dumbledore replied non-chalantly.
"That was definately not a good enough answer," Draco said through gritted teeth. "In fact, that was probably the worst answer you could have given me." He turned around to leave, not able to keep the angry magic whipping out of him from destroying some of the Headmaster's random silver trinkets. "And if anyone I love is hurt because of what you've done I swear on the entire Malfoy fortune that I will kill you."
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"Poppy?" Snape called as he and Harry walked into the Infirmary. "I've got a patient for you!"
"Severus?" the medi-witch questioned as her gray-haired head popped out of her office door. "Haven't I told you to stop making the students clean your supply room for punishment? The last one, poor boy, had green skin for the whole of Christmas break." She caught sight of Harry and smiled brightly. "Harry!" she exclaimed a she rushed from the office and gave Harry hug. Harry had been one of her usual patients since his first year, but now that the Dark Lord was gone his visits were few and far between. She had taken an immediate liking to the boy-who-lived and now thought of him as one of her grandchildren.
"Hello, Poppy," Harry smiled as he returned the hug weakly, still tired and sore from his most recent vomiting spell.
"Oh you poor dear!" Poppy pulled away from Harry and led him over to the bed that practically had his name on it. "What has Severus done to you?" she questioned with a pointed glare at the Potions Master.
"I did nothing, Poppy. I am simply bringing him to you because Draco had to go see the Headmaster," Snape explained.
Poppy looked to Harry for a confirmation. He smiled and nodded his head to verify the truth of Snape's words. "Alright, dear, tell Poppy what's wrong."
"Well, for the past couple of days I've been waking up sick. It's terrible and I can hardly sleep. I've thrown up twice this morning," Harry informed as he laid back against the familiar white pillow and sheets. He shot up suddenly and nearly reawakened his nausea. "I'm not dying am I?" he asked in concern. Poppy laughed and gently pushed Harry back down.
"No, dear, you're not dying." Harry sighed in relief and allowed Poppy to use her wand to run tests on him. Her eyes lit up when she was done and she ran the test again just to be sure the results weren't wrong. Harry's worry returned when he saw her do the test again.
"Poppy? What's wrong with me?" he asked.
Instead of answring his question Poppy asked one of her own and had a big smile on her face. "Harry, have you been sexually active in the last three weeks?"
"What?" Harry and Snape questioned, both were equally confused with Harry turning a bright shade of red and Snape turning pink as well.
"I said, have you been sexually active in the last three weeks?" Poppy repeated.
"Yes," Harry said very quietly.
"I've got great news, Harry," Poppy smiled.
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SasunaruTLA: Hey! It's SasunaruTLA here! So... How'd my big brother do!? He's almost as good as me, yeah? LOL!!! I thought he did wonderfully!!! In case you're wondering, I'm writing this author's note because he had to step away! REVIEW!!! My brother loves reviews almost as much as me!!! :) And if you have not read any of my stories check me out!!
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