There is some MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT in this chapter. Don't nag me afterwards ;)

Draco stared at his fish and chips.

"You call this food, Potter?" he complained.

"Oh, just shut up and eat it!"

Great, when the incredibly-famous-but-totally-not-sexy-Potter invites you to lunch, all you get is some lousy fish and chips. And Draco didn't even like fish and chips! Bloody Potter and his not-so-attractive-smile.

They were sitting outside, having bought some fish and chips from a Fish-and-chips-stand that stood nearby. Potter was looking weirdly at Draco while slowly eating a French fry.

"What?"

"You're not eating", Potter said and cocked a brow.

"Fine, I'll eat!" Draco groaned. They ate in silence for a couple of minutes. Draco noticed that maybe fish and chips weren't that bad of a lunch. Potter seemed to enjoy the stupid dish a little bit more than normal people did. He was a real pleasure to watch. Potter mentally sank into his food and ate it slowly and seemed to treasure every second.

"Alright, since you're not going to eat and just sit there and watch me, we should just hurry this along." Potter said and licked his thumb and index finger. "I wanted to thank you for your help this morning," Draco frowned but Potter ignored it and continued. "We should start trying to put the pieces together."

"Alright," Draco said and leaned back in his uncomfortable chair. Potter; however, leaned a bit forward.

"So, what we know is that someone hired those lovely guys we met this morning to kidnap you, but why?" Potter asked and tugged at his hair.

"I have no idea," Draco said earnestly. "I'm not exactly popular so it's really a surprise no one did it before."

Potter laughed. It was nice.

"Who would want to kidnap you?" Potter asked in wonder.

"A bunch of people"

"You've got to be kidding me!" Potter said and started laughing again.

"No, I'm serious. I mean, look at me! I'm gorgeous. A lot of people want to take me for their own." Draco said and winked at Potter who was now suffocating from laughter.

"You are such a narcissist, Malfoy," Potter said after he recovered.

xXx

Shortly after, they were walking down Charing Cross Road since Malfoy had had sudden cravings for Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream. Harry opened the screeching door of the Leaky Cauldron and stepped inside. Malfoy followed suit. As soon as they stepped inside, the whole Leaky Cauldron went silent. Everyone in the Leaky Cauldron stopped talking to one another and looked up at them. The guests started wishpering among themselves and jerking their head at him and Malfoy. After a short while everyone seemed to have recovered and the chattering continued.

"What was that?" Harry whispered to Malfoy.

"Are you the stupidest man alive, Potter?" Malfoy hissed. "We are not normally seen together, you know".

"Oh, right." He had totally forgotten how big of a prat Malfoy was. When he thought about it he was actually starting to like Malfoy's company. No, no, no! He did not like Malfoy in any way. Even if the git looked perfect, clad in Harry's jeans. Harry suddenly realized that Malfoy had gone ahead, so he hurried himself through the back doors to find Malfoy where he had just opened the brick-wall-gate to Diagon Alley.

They started down the winding street and made their way through the crowd. When they reached Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, Malfoy's eyes twinkled.

.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Harry said as Malfoy sat down with his big bowl of ice cream. There were at least five different types of ice cream; a brown scoop, that was probably chocolate; a green and brown one, probably mint and chocolate; yellow and brown one, that was probably banana and chocolate; a white, brown and tan one that could be made of vanilla, chocolate and cookie dough; and then there was a brown (chocolate, probably) scoop with white chocolate bits in it. All the other scoops were crammed under the five ones that were visible to Harry. They had to be chocolate ones, thought Harry. Malfoy sure did like chocolate a lot!

"What?" asked Malfoy with his mouth full of mint and chocolate.

"Nothing"

Harry had been watching Malfoy, tantalized by Malfoy's way of eating. He basicly made love to the spoon. It was enough to make anyone stop and stare. That thought comforted Harry since he had been doing a lot of the stopping and staring. He just hoped Malfoy hadn't noticed too much.

xXx

When Draco had eaten himself full of all types of chocolate ice cream and bought a nice gift for Teddy, they went back to Number 12, Grimmauld place. They had some time to kill before picking up Teddy from school. Potter went into the kitchen to make them some tea while Draco got comfy on the living room armchair. This really is a grim old place, he thought while observing his surroundings. He hadn't had a chance to do that the last two times he was there since Potter stole all his attention with his nervous laugh and brilliant smiles... Draco, just shut the hell up about that man! Now he was both talking to himself and thinking about Potter at the same time. He was really going to the dogs.

Potter came into the living room with two cups of steaming tea. The tea was good so Draco tried to focus on the taste and sweetness of it instead of thinking of the man who sat in the sofa looking at him... aaaand back to the tea, he thought desperately and looked down into his cup. He tasted it again. It was almost too hot to drink but Draco was desperate so he drank it anyway. It was really sweet. He tasted it again. Yes, it was definitely sweeter than normal tea. In fact, it was exactly like Draco wanted it. Three to four spoons of sugar and just a drop of milk. Draco looked up at Potter in confusion.

"What?" Potter said and stared back at Draco.

"My tea... it's..." words failed him. It was okay though since Potter seemed to know exactly what he meant. Potter looked guiltily into his cup before speaking. When he spoke, his gaze was still on the cup of tea he held in his hands.

"I kinda' stalked you... in our sixth year..." Draco didn't answer. "I... I thought you were... up to something". There was more silence. "I'm afraid I was right". Potter said more steady and looked up into Draco's eyes. Now it was his turn to look down at his own cup of tea. He was so ashamed of himself. Why did Potter always make him feel like that? Like he was unworthy of Potter's attention, damn it, like he was unworthy of Potter's presence! He gnawed at his lower lip, he was going to say something. To say he was sorry how things turned out. Just say something, but to his surprise, Potter spoke first.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to accuse you." He said. No of course not, but you just did. Draco felt miserable. "It wasn't your fault!" Potter stated.

"Yes it was", Draco said, so quietly that it was almost a whisper.

"No it wasn't, I know so".

"You don't know anything, you weren't even there!" Potter could think all he would but he still didn't know what had happened on top of that Astronomy tower.

"Draco..." Draco snapped up to look at Potter, know he was very confused. "I know what happened," Potter said gently. "I was there, I saw what happened and... and it's okay".

Wait, what!

Draco was stunned. That man! That bloody too gorgeous-to-be-true git was telling him that killing the greatest wizard of modern times was okay!

Draco's expression must've had alarmed Potter because he swept across the small living room, took Draco'scup of tea out of his hands and hugged him. Oh god, one of the gang's guns probably hit him hard on the head this morning, Draco thought but dared not to move a muscle. He was trapped in Potter's embrace for what felt like mere seconds, too short seconds! Potter backed away too quickly, he almost jumped backwards mumbling 'sorry, sorry' and not meeting Draco's gaze. Draco felt sorry for him, he obviously acted on sudden impulse, trying to comfort Draco, but then he obviously changed his mind and didn't want to be in Draco's presence anymore. So Draco did probably one of the rudest things he had done in his lifetime, he Disapparated.

xXx

"Fuck!"

Harry was a mess when he pulled over in front of Teddy's school. He had driven all the way just to let off some steam and maybe clear his head a bit but neither happened. He was still raving mad at himself and his mind was still racing around like one of George's fireworks. Why did he do it? Why did he have to give in and hug Mafloy? It wasn't rational at all. Malfoy was probably too shocked to handle the situation. They were supposed to be sworn enemies after all.

A cry for help stopped his line of thinking and he looked around for the cry's source. He didn't have to look for long. Three big, bulky boys were crammed around something that looked like... Teddy!

Harry sprang out of his car and ran over the school lawn towards the boys.

"Stop it!" He yelled and pushed the boys aside. Teddy seemed to be okay, a little shaken but in one piece. Harry turned to the bullies. He was burning up with rage now and had little control of his magic.

"What did you think you were doing!" he bellowed. The boys couldn't speak out of fear. He heard his own blood thundering through his veins. A light bulb exploded in the next street lamp but Harry didn't notice. He glared angrily at the three boys, trying to control his magic until something else cought his attention. Teddy was clinging to his shirt and calling his name. He blinked. Twice. The thundering noise decreased.

"What?" He asked softly.

"Can we go?" Teddy asked, his voice only a whisper.

"Yes, we can", Harry smiled down at Teddy and with one last angry glare at Teddy's tormentors, they walked back to Harry's car.

"What were those boys doing?" Harry asked Teddy as soon as they were inside the car.

"They wanted my bracelet because it changed colours but I didn't want to give it to them", Teddy told Harry while fingering his new bracelet.

Harry drew out his wand, tapped it once on Teddy's bracelet and muttered a spell.

"Next time you should warn them that if anyone other than you touches the bracelet without you approving their hands will get burned", Harry told him and winked.

"Thanks daddy, I will!"

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After a while of driving Harry had an idea.

"Hey, Teddy, how would you like to go visiting Auntie Hermione and Uncle Ron?" He asked Teddy with some excitement in his voice.

"Yes, yes, I would love to go! Can we go now, pleeeaseeee?"

"Of course we can, but first we have to go home to drop off your bag and of course the car and then we'll Apparate from there".

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They arrived at Ron's and Hermione's place a half an hour later. While Teddy played Wizard's Chess with Ron Harry dragged Hermione away for a talk.

"Can I leave him here with you for the night?" He asked.

"Well, that ought to be okay..." Hermione thought for a brief moment. "Alright, but why? Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes and no, I just got an idea..."

xXx

Draco was sitting on his favourite bench in his favourite park, the Regent's Park. His bench was located close to Hangover Bridges but that was probably why he liked the bench so much, the name of the area was hilarious. Although nothing hilarious was on Draco's mind now. He was troubled.

He crossed his legs and watched a group of ducks fight with some swans over some bread. It was a boring scene so he finished his cup of tea before Vanishing it with a lazy wave of his wand. Normally he would have thrown the cup away but the trashcan that was normally on the other side of the bench was, in a word, trashed.

He was preparing to wallow in self pity when suddenly a sound broke the peace and quiet of the Regent's Park. He looked up to see a dog trashing a dustbin nearby. The dog was shaggy, it was probably just a stray looking for some food. Pleased to have something new to watch, Draco started eying the dog more closely. It had jet black fur so shaggy it stood in all directions. The dog was tall, very tall actually and very thin, though it didn't look like it was starving. Draco had a sudden urge to pet it.

"Come here doggy. Come here," he called. The dog looked up at him and froze. The dog looked so surprised that Draco actually wondered if his hair was out of place, it was not. "What's the matter with you, haven't you seen a wizard before?" Draco scowled, but the dog just stayed put.

"Look, I won't hurt you, I just want to pet you. Is that too much to ask for?" Now he was ready to wallow in self pity. But the dog thought differently. It took a step forward. And then another one, and another, until it was standing right in front of Draco. "Screwed up the courage, eh?" Draco asked the dog sarcastically and reached out his hand so the dog could sniff it. It did so. The dog drank in Draco's sent with what Draco thought was too much eagerness. Draco started petting the dog, it's fur was surprisingly soft and Draco felt tingling in his hand when he stroked it. The dog looked up at Draco and it's big green eyes fell shut out of pleasure.

As Draco was scratching the dog behind the ear he noticed something above the dog's right eye. It was a gap in the fur. He looked more closely and used his fingers to move the hairs a bit. It was a scar, a scar shaped like a bolt of lightning.

"That's funny, you look like Harry Potter," Draco murmured and stroked the dog again. Under his hand he felt the dog's muscles tighten. He stopped stroking it. Why would the dog be afraid of Potter's name? Weird. Then he felt the dog back away from under his hand. Draco looked at it. "What's the matter? Don't like to be pet?" The dog just looked at him with a crazy amount of awkwardness streaming from it's gaze. "Look, don't go, I'll give you something", Draco Conjured a green collar and put it around the dog's neck before it could escape. "Here you go. Now you can be my pet until I find your owner, you're too beautiful to be a stray". Draco Conjured a matching green leash and attached it to the collar. He stood up and started walking and to his surprise the dog followed. They walked together through the Hangover Gate and down Park road. Draco lead the way into a side street and pulled out his wand. Calling the Knight Bus.

He didn't normally travel with the Knight Bus but he couldn't exactly Apparate with the dog, could he? The Knight Bus arrived with a BANG! and Draco and the dog stepped in. The busboy lead Draco to the second floor after asking him about his destination. After a few BANG!s and a few strokes over the dog's fur, the Knight Bus arrived with a final BANG! in front of Draco's flat. Draco and the dog stepped outside and the Knight Bus disappeared with a BANG!

When inside Draco's small but neat flat the dog seemed eager to explore his new surroundings. Draco unfastened the leash but kept the collar on. It suited the dog. When free, the dog started sniffing around. Examine everything it could reach.

After a quick dinner and a shower Draco fell flat on the bed. He was sooo tired. It had been a very long day. Chasing criminals was fun but the amount of energy it took was unbelievable. He couldn't understand how Har... eh, Potter managed to get through his everyday routine if it was like that. He pulled off his, no, Potter's jeans and tossed them on the floor. Then he took Potter's shirt off and crawled under the covers. He always slept in nothing but his boxers. After a moment of silence he sat up.

"Look, dog, don't just stand there, come here". The dog approached the bed cautiously but eventually it took a graceful leap into it. There the dog just stood awkwardly.

"Merlin," Draco sighed and rolled his eyes. "Just come here and lie down with me, it'll be cosy". The dog crawled it's way to Draco and curled itself beside him. Draco sighed and stroked the dog one last time before drifting off to sleep.

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It was still pitch black outside when Draco woke up from a wonderful dream. He didn't remember it though, but he was sure it had been something lovely... and apparently something sexy too. He sighed and thought of the most unpleasant things he knew in this world. Millicent Bullstrode, Blast-Ended Skrewts, Filch, snakes...

He sighed. Done.

Draco felt very comfy. He was wrapped up in the covers and something that felt like a bundle of limbs. That dog, was it hugging him? He opened his eyes as he stroke the dog's front leg that was currently resting on Draco's chest. Wait... this was no dog's front leg, it was an arm. A human one.

Draco blinked but it was still there, tanned and covered in faint scars. Draco looked at the arm's owner. He couldn't believe his eyes. He wasn't awake, this had to be a dream. Yes, that's what this was, a dream. In reality you didn't just wake up with a naked Harry Potter in your bed. No, wait, Potter wasn't naked. He was wearing that collar Draco Conjured for the dog. Draco didn't want to wake up. He had been yearning over this Potter prat from the day he was rescued from that warehouse. Or maybe longer.

Draco continued stroking Potter's arm. Despite the scars, Potter's arm was very soft. Draco was going to treasure this dream for as long as he could remember it. Just lying there, wrapped up in Harry's, no, Potter's embrace was a bliss. Until said man started stirring.

Draco held his breath and froze as Potter started moving. Potter stretched and yawned. He let his arms fall in their previous positions. Draco heard Potter's breath hitch in surprise and suddenly the arms, oh those warm arms, were gone. Draco looked up at Potter who sat straight upright and stared at Draco. Draco sighed. Typical, Potter didn't want him. He probably didn't even want to be in his presence after yesterday's event. But this wasn't really Potter, it was just a fragment of Draco's imagination. It figures, even his imagination was failing him. Bloody Potter!

Draco decided to be the master of his own imagination so he reached up, grabbed Imaginary-Potter's collar and pulled him gasping down in a bruising kiss.

At first, Imaginary-Potter seemed to be quite shocked. But in just mere seconds, Imaginary-Potter gave in and melted against Draco. Talking about being the master of one's imagination. Draco parted his lips and received the first taste of Potter. It was like nothing Draco ever tasted, it was so Potter-like that if he hadn't known he was dreaming he probably would've mistaking this for reality.

Draco mentally thanked his imagination as Imaginary-Potter's tongue explored Draco's mouth. But then he cursed it as Imaginary-Potter pulled back and tried to sit up again. Draco didn't allow that and dragged him back down but Imaginary-Potter was strong and pinned Draco down. Imaginary-Potter was in an inconvenient position for Draco, straddling his hips Imaginary-Potter could pin him down and prevent him from reaching his gorgeous lips with his own.

"Wait, what are we doing?" Imaginary-Potter asked with a confused expression on his face.

"Shhh... you're so sexy with that collar," Draco purred. At that Imaginary-Potter looked down at himself and gasped.

"Fuck, I'm naked!"

"Yes you are, but unfortunately I can't see all of you". Draco said and, for the first time in his life, cursed his thick covers.

"You've gone mad! Listen to yourself!" At that Draco frowned.

"And as a fragment of my imagination you shouldn't be talking!" Draco complained and pouted. Imaginary-Potter looked like he was about to faint.

"Draco, I'm not an imagination", he said softly.

Draco's world crashed. His imagination would never call him by his first name. Never. Draco squeezed his eyes shut and whispered;"You're not?"

"No, sorry about that".

"Then what are you doing here?" Draco whispered, his eyes still shut.

"You brought me here, remember?" The-Real-Potter said. Draco's eyes flew open in question. "The dog..." Potter suggested.

"You...? But..."

"Yes, I'm an unregistered Animagus", Potter's eyes burned into Draco's, daring him to say something.

"Well, you were never keen on following the rules, Potter", Draco was recovering from his shock. He was turning into his old sarcastic self. Potter didn't seem to like it much either.

"Prat", he said, released Draco and crawled out of the bed.

"Wait!" Draco cried out as Potter turned into the black dog again. The Potter-dog looked at Draco with an expression that said "What!"

"I... I'm sorry." Draco muttered. "I'm sorry that I... kissed you. I, I thought I was imagining things." Draco looked down at his hands. "I've been having those feelings... I don't know what's wrong with me... I've never been attracted to... men, and...I think, I think I..." Oh, for fuck's sake! Draco looked up into the dog's eyes. "I like you, Harry".

Draco gasped, the dog had leapt across the room, transfigured and landed on top of Draco. Harry attacked Draco's mouth. Draco swung his arms around Harry and parted his lips. The taste was real, alright! Their tongues battled over domination and their hands raced each other in exploring the other's body. Draco dragged his hands down Harry's back and grabbed his buttocks. He barely noticed the roundness of them because Harry was currently feeling his way down Draco's front. Draco was already hard when Harry struggled to pull his pants down. He had to dissociate their lips and sit up to pull them completely off. When Harry had thrown the pants away he stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes roamed up and down Draco's body before stopping at Draco's crotch. Draco's cock twitched under Harry's heated gaze.

Harry looked up into Draco's eyes and lowered his head. Draco stared as Harry parted his lips and swallowed up his cock. Draco shut his eyes and inhaled. This was even better than kissing. Harry started to suck on Draco's cock. Draco thought he would burst out of pleasure but before he had a chance to do so Harry stopped. Draco watched in amazement as Harry rose and pulled the covers from under his thighs and tossed them away. Now it was Draco's turn to view the glorious body in front of him. Harry was slim but strongly built. His abdomen was slightly ripped in a six-pack and his thighs were muscular. His cock was pure perfection. It was just the right size, straight shaped and hard. At last were his eyes. Under all that jet black unruly hair were two emerald green eyes. He stared into the depths of Harry's eyes for a moment before frowning.

"Where are your glasses?" He asked.

Harry chuckled and said;"I don't need glasses anymore, didn't you notice?"

"Not until now", he answered and pulled Harry down for a kiss. After a moment of tongue battling and hand-roaming, Draco rolled them over. "My turn," he said and licked his way down to Harry's groin. Draco had never sucked cock before, obviously, but he had always been curious about the act so he'd always watched the girls he brought home very closely while they sucked him off. He was thankful for his curiosity now. He knew exactly how it was done. He lowered his head, stuck his tongue out and pressed it flat against Harry's cock. Then he licked the underside from base to tip. Harry whimpered as Draco took it all in. Draco watched out for his teeth and tried as hard as he could to suck on it without choking. Choking was bad, it was a big turn off and also, Draco didn't want to die. Not yet, at any rate. Harry started to tremble and Draco decided to take him to the brick of orgasm before stopping. It was going to be fun.

Draco licked, sucked and kissed Harry's length until his climax started building, then he stopped. It was cruel, he knew that. But he had something in mind that was so much better. He licked and kissed his way up again, dipping his tongue into Harry's navel as he went. When he reached Harry's chest he grabbed one nipple with his teeth and sucked on it. A hand ran through Draco's hair just as it's owner whimpered Draco's name. Draco released the nipple and went for Harry's lips. After a short while of kissing Draco grabbed Harry's cock and started stroking it.

A hand wrapped around his own cock. Draco's breath hitched at the sudden jolt of sensation. He decided that he wanted to be better than Harry so he sped up his movements. He was no match for Harry, though. A cool, liquid substance started smearing over his cock. Harry had just Conjured a lotion, wandless and during sex. That man was just too magical to be allowed. They started stroking each other's cocks in unison, their hands linking each other over their cocks. It was brilliant, bloody brilliant. With his tongue still in Harry's mouth, Draco started to feel his orgasm building up rapidly. He whimpered and sped up the movement of their hands. He felt Harry arching his back in pleasure and he knew Harry was close too.

Unable to hold it any longer Draco pulled his lips away from Harry's and bit his shoulder instead. A muffled cry escaped Draco's lips as his orgasm shook through his entire body. Harry must've been coming too because the hand locked in Draco's hair fastened it's grip so Draco felt a stinging pain in his head. It wasn't bad at all, it was so erotic that Draco could've sworn that his orgasm lasted longer. After the last bit of electrifying jolts had gone through his body, Draco slumped down on top of Harry, lotion, sweat and sperm smearing between them.

After a moment's silence Draco raised himself up, seized his wand from his bedside table and cast a quick Cleaning Charm on both of them.

He couldn't look at Harry. He sat down at the edge of the bed. Why? Why had Harry pounced on him? He hadn't explained himself, he just fucked him and now what?

"Draco," Oh, could he ever get used to this? Draco looked at Harry who was still lying on his back, completely naked except for the dog collar. Harry was staring at him.

"Just... sleep", Harry murmured and reached his hands into Draco's direction. Was he supposed to just get into bed with his nemesis, curl up and go to sleep? Alright.

Draco crawled into the bed and lied down next to Harry who wrapped him into a tight embrace.

"I like you too," Harry whispered as Draco drifted off to sleep.

Yay for me, finally posting something. I'm terribly sorry for the delay of things but school's been crazy and now Christmas stuff is stacking up so I probably won't update until after the 24th. Sorry about that. But you are going to review my story in the mean time, right?

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