Chapter 7

Almost a week later, Harry stood outside the dungeon door. Class would start in a few minutes and Draco hadn't arrived yet. Harry turned looking right and someone smacked his ass.

"Hey!" Harry exclaimed. "Slughorn's already here and I think we have to go in."

Draco pulled Harry to him. "I want to stay here." He complained.

Harry smiled, smacked Draco's ass as payback and ran for the classroom door. Harry calmly took his seat as Draco entered.

"Good, last week's potion still has to sit, so we are staring this. Work quietly please." Slughorn said.

Harry went to get the ingredients and Draco heated their cauldron.

"You will pay for that…" Draco whispered.

Harry smiled. "You always say that and I'm still waiting." He whispered back.

Harry looked up from the root he was chopping and Draco shot him a naughty look.

"Oh no, I know that look." Harry hissed in Draco's ear.

Draco didn't falter. He reached a hand under the table and slowly started that same thigh stroke Harry loved. Harry bit his lip.

"Stop it." Harry hissed. "Not now."

Draco kept going ignoring Harry's protests. As soon as Draco felt Harry harden he stopped and went back to his potion.

Harry looked up again. "You can't do that." He whispered.

Draco smiled. They worked in silence for the whole rest of the class.

"Okay, time's up. Please wait for me to inspect your work, then you may begin cleaning and go." Slughorn said.

Harry and Draco were the last in the room still cleaning up when Slughorn left. As soon as everything was clean Harry grabbed his bag. Draco had his already on his shoulder. Harry grabbed his hand and ran.

"Slow down." Draco begged. "Where are we going?"

When Harry finally got to the spot he stopped and used his wand on a statue. A passageway appeared and Harry pushed both himself and Draco in.

"We'll get caught." Draco said.

Harry shook his head. "Filch can't get in, he has to use magic and he's a squib remember…as long as we cast a silencing charm he won't hear us and he cant get to us."

Draco smiled. "Nice."

Harry cast the silencing charm. Then he conjured a beautiful fluffy rug and lit a few lamps. The room had an eerie glow. Harry smiled. Looking at Draco he pulled him to the rug.

"Now, you are going to finish what you started." Harry said lying down.

Draco was stunned. He was sitting in a small hallway with the only person he could possible want to be with. Draco had no clue this was what Harry had in mind. He looked down at the person next to him and smiled. Starting at the top, Harry's forehead, Draco began to kiss. First running his lips over the scar and then the nose and all the way to the luscious mouth below. Harry gasped as the warm lips met his. The kiss had no sweetness, just raw passion. Swirling tongues and loving caresses were all they knew. Harry couldn't believe Draco's mouth. He knew exactly which buttons to push. It was so good. Harry's eyes closed and Draco headed to his neck. Kissing the still slightly purplish spot on Harry's neck Draco kept moving lower.

"Lift up!" Draco whispered.

Harry obeyed sitting up. Draco lowered his hands to Harry's waistband. Finding the bottom of his sweater Draco pulled. Harry stared into Draco's eyes as he undressed him. Harry was in awe. Hands pulled up his sweater and removed it. Then Draco loosened Harry's tie and removed it too. Next came his shirt, which in Harry's mind became the worst. Draco slowly unbuttoned it one at a time trailing kisses down Harry's front with each sight of exposed flesh. When the shirt was finally removed, Harry made a decision. He reached for Draco. Draco pushed him back with that naughty glint in his eyes. Draco knew Harry was on edge, but it was such fun to torture him.

"Please…" Harry begged reaching out again. Draco didn't even flinch. He leaned down to Harry's exposed nipple and circled it with his tongue. Slow, steady circles that made Harry even more desperate.

"Draco, please…" Harry said. At the sound of his name Draco paused. He looked into Harry's emerald eyes and knew he couldn't keep torturing him.

Draco smiled. "Ask again."

Harry laughed. "Your sick…" Harry realized Draco had been messing with him the whole time. "Please…Draco…. Please…" Harry begged again.

Draco leaned forward and kissed him lightly. Harry reached out and loosened the tie Draco had on. No sweater. Draco only sometimes wore them. When the tie was out of the way Harry smiled.

"I have to pay you back, right?" Harry asked trying to keep his face straight and failing miserably.

Draco was in trouble. He knew right away. Harry unbuttoned his shirt just as slowly if not slower than Draco had done to him moments previously. Harry was good. He didn't kiss, he licked leaving a wet trail all down Draco's front. When he finished he sat back to examine his work.

"Whoa!" Harry exclaimed. Draco was hot! The hottest thing Harry had ever seen. The muscles were amazing. Harry reached out and touched them. Draco laughed making them ripple.

"Didn't think I had a body… I see how it is." Draco said making fun of Harry's response to his chest being exposed. "I want to finish what I started." Draco continued.

Harry nodded. Draco returned to his fondling of Harry. Draco began with his tongue entering Harry's mouth. He wanted a serious reaction from this guy. Harry had him moaning with their second kiss and Draco really wanted to see his limit. Keeping the kiss going Draco got up slightly and positioned himself on Harry's middle. Slowly he started riding Harry clothes and all. They were both so stiff it was hard to keep the clothes where they were. Draco kept it slow, not wanting to ruin his chances. Suddenly Harry became more alert and broke the lip contact.

"Oh My God!" Harry exclaimed. "Whoa!"

Draco smiled and kept moving his hips.

"Umm… I am… not having… sex with… you." Harry stated his breathing nowhere near normal.

Draco stopped moving and looked down into Harry's face. "Huh?"

Harry almost froze up. "I can't. I'm not ready yet."

"I think something else disagrees." Draco stated simply.

Harry laughed. "Not physically. Smart-ass, I meant mentally and emotionally maybe too."

Draco looked like he had been sucker punched. "It's ok, take your time."

"Thanks, baby, I need a…" Harry started to say. "Baby?" Draco interrupted.

Harry stopped. "What? You don't like it?"

Draco was red, really red. He was blushing.

"Like I was saying I just need a little longer. Just to be sure I can." Harry said.

"Fine. So what can I do?" Draco asked.

"Umm…" Now Harry looked embarrassed. "Your… lips are q-quite talented…"

"I get it. You better keep calling me baby too." Draco said reaching for Harry's pants.

Harry nodded and Draco undid him. Pulling off his pants and boxers at once. Harry's manhood was impressive. Draco was stunned for a minute. He hadn't expected it to look so good or turn him on so much. Kneeling between Harry's legs Draco looked up to him for confirmation. Harry nodded once and Draco lowered his head. His lips met Harry in a shock of pure pleasure. Draco started small entering just a little of Harry into his mouth at a time. When he had Harry's entire shaft in his mouth, Draco started moving up and down in a slow steady rhythm. Harry lifted his hips to match the movement. Draco swirled his tongue all around Harry making him moan, grunt, and almost lose control. When Harry was almost to the end of his peak, Draco looked up with just his eyes. He wanted to see this. Harry was always so controlled and Draco wanted to watch him lose it. He was not disappointed. Harry's orgasm was extreme rocking them both to no return.

"Oh…. Baby." Harry screamed. Draco drank him up. He tasted sweet like nothing else in the world.

Harry reached up and snatched his wand off the floor. He muttered something and suddenly a bottle of mint mouthwash appeared out of nowhere. He handed it to Draco.

"Thanks." Draco said taking a swig and sloshing it around. He spit it out a few feet away and Harry used another spell to clean it up off the floor.

"Come here, baby…" Harry said and Draco walked to him.

Lying next to Harry was pure bliss. They had their arms around one another and their foreheads were touching.

"You okay?" Draco asked.

"I'm fine, baby, so incredibly fine." Harry answered. "What time is it?"

Draco checked the watch on his left arm putting it right in Harry's face. Harry flinched. Draco looked confused.

Turning his arm he laughed. "Sorry, I keep forgetting it's there. It's 5:30." Harry was still staring at the Dark Mark, a skull and serpent symbol branded on all past death eaters. "I can cover it up if you want."

"5:30, no, leave it." Harry said. He reached out to Draco. Removed his watch and pulled his left arm up to his lips. Harry kissed it. "It's a reminder of all the mistakes you made. If you ever stray out of line again it'll bring you back." Harry said between kisses.

"Your sweet, but I don't like it. And what do think everyone would do if they saw you kissing that thing?" Draco asked.

Harry laughed. "It's a part of you and a part of your past. We all make mistakes. I think it shows you're not afraid to admit you were wrong."

Draco kissed him and kept kissing him until Harry pulled away gasping for breath again.

"We need to clean up and go." Harry said.

"Don't want to." Draco pouted.

Harry looked stunned. "We have to so if you don't move your ass, I'm going to never call you baby again."

That got Draco to help. They cleaned and put everything back to normal, including their clothes. With one last kiss they headed for their separate common rooms.

"See you at dinner." Draco called. Harry turned, nodded, and then kept walking. Draco smiled and walked away too.