Chapter 8

Dinner that night was a strange affair. Everyone was staring at Harry or Draco trying to see what had happened recently. Harry had a hard time keeping his mind on his food although it looked delicious. Draco looked up and noticed Harry wasn't eating much. He understood why. He was having problems too. Harry looked so good and he was rather calm considering practically everyone was pretending not to watch. They were doing a bad job. Draco continued to watch Harry and as Harry ate, Draco wanted him more than ever. He stood planning to go to the Slytherin common room and relax, but when he stood Harry stood too. Draco walked out of the great hall ignoring the fact that Harry was still following him. When Draco headed down stairs he expected Harry not to follow, but when he turned Harry almost ran into him.

"Why'd you keep following me?" Draco asked stepping into small hallway of the main one, which lead to the dungeons.

Harry stepped closer. "That was intense and I wanted…" Harry paused not sure if he should ask.

"Wanted?" Draco prompted losing patience.

Harry looked up. "I wanted my goodnight kiss, baby." He said, and then lowered his eyes to his feet.

"Oh." Draco seemed shocked. "Well, I guess that's ok…. come here."

Harry's head popped up. "Really?" Draco just motioned with his finger.

Harry stepped even closer and Draco's mouth met his in an intense kiss. Draco couldn't stop himself. When this gorgeous guy called him baby he was lost. And Harry had looked so shy, like he was afraid to ask for what he wanted. It showed such innocence. Draco swirled and dipped his tongue into Harry's mouth. He lowered a hand to Harry's right hip and rubbed in slow circles. Harry moaned so load Draco was afraid someone had heard him, but no one showed up. Draco continued his advances and when both had to stop to really catch their breath he let them. Harry looked so good.

"That… is… mine." Harry stated.

Draco was confused. "Huh?"

Harry laughed. "You get all hot and bothered when I call you baby, well my trigger so to speak is the hip."

"Oh…" Draco said catching up. "I see, I guess I'll have to remember that, huh?

"Yes. Goodnight?" Harry asked like he didn't want to leave.

Draco nodded. "Yep." He leaned forward and lightly kissed Harry. Then Draco walked away, before he did more. Harry stood there for a minute remembering the kiss and then he went to bed.