Chapter 5

Dinner that night was strange. Everyone at the Slytherin table was staring at Draco. He had a huge red and purple mark on the left side of his neck. No one was brave enough to ask how it got there, but many had their suspicions. Harry on the other hand knew. Ron and Hermione were sitting across from him as he stared at Draco.

"Harry!" Ron called. "Oh, Harry!"

"Huh?" Harry asked looking at Ron.

"Umm… you're staring." Ron said smiling.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Harry said.

Hermione smiled. "You did it."

"What?" Harry had just taken a drink of pumpkin juice and it dribbled down his front.

"The mark on Malfoy's neck." Hermione said slowly, like she was talking to a five year old. "You put it there."

Ron had his mouth hanging open looking back and forth between Hermione and Harry.

Harry grinned like an idiot. "I have no idea what your talking about, Hermione."

And Harry got up to leave. He had the urge to mess with everyone, so he made a detour past the Slytherin table. Draco saw him coming before he even got close and the grin on Harry's face scared him a little. He had been watching Harry since he had sat down with his friends.

"Hey! Malfoy, get in a fight with your curling iron?" Harry hollered.

Draco smiled. "No, somebody thought I was a snitch."

Harry's mouth hit the floor. His face got red. He turned and ran. Harry had no idea where he was going, but he kept running. He stopped to catch his breath in a hallway far away from the great hall. Footsteps, he heard footsteps running towards him. With a stitch in his side, Harry couldn't move let alone keep running. Draco appeared around the corner.

"Is… it… safe?" He asked

Harry smiled. "Yeah!" And he held out his hand to Draco.

Slowly Draco took the offered hand. He had no idea what Harry had in mind. When he got close enough, Harry punched him lightly.

"Aww…man!" Draco said. "Why?"

"Snitch!" Harry was furious. "Everyone knows I almost swallowed that snitch first year. I'm dead."

Draco came closer. "Don't hit me again." Harry nodded. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and held him like one would hold a teddy bear. Harry loving the feel of those arms relaxed. Together they slid to the floor with Harry's head on Draco's chest until their hearts stopped pounding from running. Harry moved slightly to lean back against the wall and Draco saw his opportunity. He lowered his head. His lips barely touching Harry's, then he moved away.

"Where'd you go?" Harry whispered. He opened his eyes. Draco was just staring at him. Then this almost evil grin appeared on his face. Harry was afraid now. What was Draco thinking? Within a few minutes, Harry would know. Draco kissed him again this time for real and then the kiss became more. Draco lowered his head to Harry's ear. Harry was so concentrated on the feel of those soft lips he didn't see what Draco was about to do. He nibbled his ear and licked a path from that ear to Harry's neck. Slowing licking massive circles in the same place. Harry was lost, so lost. He had no clue whether he was breathing or not. Draco lifted his head slightly, but not all the way.

"Huh?" Harry asked.

"Tell me you like it…" Draco whispered. "Now!"

"Oh…" Harry had never done this. "Umm… I like… it."

"I want you to keep saying it over and over." Draco said calmly.

Harry nodded. Draco began kissing again. "I like…" Harry started to say, but then Draco took a huge bite. Harry almost howled in pain.

Draco lifted his head again. "Kiss mine, it'll give you something to do."

Harry did what he was asked, licking and kissing Draco's neck. All the time Draco was leaving Harry a similar mark to the one on his own neck. Slowly sucking and releasing Harry's neck was causing quite a sensation. Harry couldn't help it he had to let it out, so that he did. Moan after moan until Draco finished. When he finally raised his head he kissed Harry lightly.

"Did it hurt?" Draco asked.

Harry smiled. "At first because I was caught by surprise, but then I found a way to fix it. You really weren't moaning for your health."

"Yeah!" Draco said matching the smile. "I'm sorry."

Harry looked puzzled. "For?"

Draco laughed. "Now they all know it was you. Snitch isn't going to be a problem."

"Shit!" Harry's face fell. "You did that on purpose."

"No, that wasn't my original intention, but it does work." Draco stated.

Harry looked pissed. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." Draco said.

Harry hesitated. "Would you be mad if I got Hermione to give me some makeup or something to cover it?"

Draco looked away. "Do what you want. I just thought it was cool. Showing everyone we're not afraid of what they think." Draco turned back looking straight at Harry. "You endured years of teasing and muttering, most of it by me, for being who you are and fighting Voldemort. Now your afraid of everyone knowing we like…"

Harry kissed him stopping the ranting. It was a sweet, slow kiss that began with his tongue rubbing Draco's lips forcing them open. Harry pushed in farther sliding his tongue all over Draco's mouth. He wanted to taste everything within that mouth. The kiss turned from sweet to passionate in a matter of seconds. Draco had a hold of the back of Harry's hair and was pulling just enough. Harry struggled to pull away.

"Sorry, I just can't, not yet." Harry said breathing deep. Draco nodded.

"Tomorrow it will still be there." Harry told him gesturing to his own neck.

Draco smiled and stood walking towards the stairs. Harry smiled too. He really didn't want to walk into the common room. He had to eventually so with all the courage he could muster he headed that way stopping at a bathroom only long enough to look at the huge red mark he now sported. He gave the password, Bumblebees, and was admitted to the Gryffindor common room. Trying not to turn red, Harry thought of Draco's speech. He was not afraid of them. Voldemort had been scarier. All heads turned when he stepped through the portrait hole.

Ron gasped. "It's huge."

Hermione smacked him. "Come sit down."

Harry walked towards her. And sat in the only empty chair near them. He kept thinking about Draco. He had to or he was never going to make it.

"You okay?" Hermione asked.

"Uh huh." Harry nodded.

"I think it's effecting his brain." Ron commented. Hermione hit him again.

"I'm fine." Harry said. "Is everyone still staring?" He added in a whisper.

Hermione smiled. "Oh yeah. They aren't going to stop either."

Harry nodded again. "I can do this. I know I can."

"What?" Ron looked bewildered.

Harry stood and turned to everyone in the room. They all turned away trying to pretend they hadn't been looking.

"Anyone have a problem?" Harry asked. Most people shook their heads and a few looked scared. The portrait opened and someone walked in, but everyone was still staring at Harry. It went unnoticed.

"I said does anyone have a problem?" Harry repeated his eyes skating the room.

"I do." A voice said. Harry froze afraid to look.

Draco stood feet away right inside the door.

"How'd you get in here?" Somebody asked, probably a first year.

"I followed Harry, dimwit." Draco said smiling.

Harry was staring at him. Draco wasn't wearing school robes, just the uniform. His legs looked miles longer than they should. Harry followed them up and stopped near his middle. He blushed and kept looking until he made eye contact. Draco's smile grew. He strode to Harry's side looking determined.

"You okay?" He asked in a whisper.

Harry nodded. Draco turned and faced the room. "Harry asked a question and if no one has a problem I suggest you all quit staring and go back to your boring little lives. If anyone does have a problem, come see me and I'll be happing to fix it. Your face just might not look the same afterwards."

Ron's mouth was hanging open and so was about half the rooms. Draco touched Harry's arm, winked, and walked away. He must have made his point because no one was staring any more. Harry was about to pass out. He had to get away. Running he made it to the dorm within minutes and spoke to no one.