Kinoke: ok this is for all those who really wanted a sequel or another chapter for 'One night lust'...so here it is I hope you like this one just as much as the first one! Oh and I do not own Harry Potter, Mrs. J.K.Rowling and Warner Brothers do...thank you.

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No One Knew

If you think that that was the last time Draco and Harry would once again become 'Draco' and 'Harry' you were dead wrong. It was Christmas break and only very few stayed at Hogwarts. This included: Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Fred & George, Pansy, Crabbe & Goyle, Blaize, and one or two Huffelpuffs and Ravenclaws.

Harry was wondering down the seventh floor corridor, off in La-La land daydreaming about last night's fiasco in Draco's prefect dorm. He smiled, he loved that night and replayed it so many times in his head that he had to admit that he wanted more from the Slytherin.

'Could this be love that I'm feeling, or just lust?' Harry asked himself.

It took him a while to figure that he was truly in love with the Blonde Heir. He gave a deep and longing sigh before he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped and nearly screamed his head off, but a familiar hand had covered his mouth. He looked down to see the pale hand and smiled, before lightly kissing the palm. The hand moved away from his mouth and down his chest as Harry was pulled against the chest of the one he had been daydreaming of: Draco Malfoy. Harry leaned his head back so that it rested on the broad shoulder of the not-so-innocent-and-never-was boy.

His breath hitched a bit when he felt Draco's tongue run over the outer shell of his ear, down his neck, and to his shoulder. Some how Draco had managed to untuck, unbutton and slide off his shirt. He felt his skin being pulled at lightly and realized that Draco was sucking on his shoulder, result in a nice dark red hicky.

"Draco..." Harry whimpered.

"Hmmm?"

"We're in the hall...what if someone comes up here." Harry squeaked the last bit when Draco's fingertips ran over his nipple. He felt the other boy's lips curl into a smile against his neck.

"Then we'll have to hide somewhere." he replied simply as he pinched Harry's nipple, making him gasp. Harry was only able to give a nod in reply. He felt Draco's lips leave his shoulder, his hand gave one last twist to his nipple before it too disappeared from his skin and his shirt, which was resting on his elbows, slide back over his shoulders.

Harry whined at the loss of contact, but it was discarded by a moan that crept into Draco's mouth when he turned Harry around and kissed him forcefully on the lips, demanding entrance.

When Draco broke away Harry was panting mildly, he gave a smexy smile at him before letting go and walking back and forth before the stone wall three times. There was a small popping sound, revealing a door now formed into the stone.

'The Room of Requirement...it's bloody brilliant!' Harry thought, though his thoughts were warded off by another kiss, this one not so rough and demanding, but rather soft and sweet. When the passionate kiss was broken, Draco pulled Harry through the door and into the Room of Requirement. When they entered Harry looked around the silver and red decorated room that Draco had thought up. It wasn't large, but it wasn't small either; It was just right. It had dark red walls and sliver carpeting that felt like feathers underneath Harry's feet. He hadn't dressed fully in the school uniform, and so was only wearing a white button up shirt and dark navy pants. In the room was; another door, a dark wood wardrobe, a king sized four poster bed dressed in Gryffindor house colors, a crackling fire in the marble fireplace, and lots of candles lighting the room. It was really romantic, in Harry's opinion, and he was very curious about the extra door. He freed his hand and walked over to it, grasping the door handle and pushing the red oak door open. Harry gasped.

Inside, it was a bathroom. It was nearly half the size of the bedroom; and had two showers, a toilet, a sink, and a Jacuzzi sized bathtub. There was also a small rack filled with; silver and green towels, robes, washcloths, and hand towels. It was very Slytherinish.

"Its beautiful." he whispered softly so it was barely even hearable. He smiled and turned back to Draco, who had been caringly staring at him. He walked out of the bathroom, over to Draco and ran the back of his fingers over his soft cheek with another smile, making Draco smile too.

Harry moved his hand under his chin, and pulled him forward, crushing his lips on the pale boy's. Draco smirked against the brunette's lips, his arms snaking their way up the Golden Boy's back, embracing him close as he parted his lips, groaning as their tongues intertwined. Of course, Harry took control of this kiss pretty much as soon as it started. Draco was having none of that, and suddenly spun the Gryffindor around. Now it was the blond pinning Harry against the wall, his knee wedged in between his thighs.

"Draco!" Harry hissed a little from the bit of pain that shot up his back.

Draco didn't say a word and moved his thigh against Harry's groin as he removed the white shirt, before tossing it across the room. The chosen one let out a low groan and gripped Draco's shoulders, trying to grind himself on Draco's knee, craving more friction. The two teens were now down to their boxers, Draco's hands ghosting over Harry's painful erection, the only thing stopping the Slytherin was the thin piece of fabric. Harry, who had had enough of the continuous teasing from the blonde, grabbed his boxers and pulled them off, tugging on Draco's after, smirking. Draco pulled Harry away from the wall and pushed him down on the bed before crawling over him, leaning down and licking his neck slowly, causing the Boy-Who-Lived beneath him to shudder and snake his arms around the blonde's neck. Harry gasped and groaned, arching his hips up as Draco's fingers slowly and teasingly traced his throbbing length.

"Draco...come on." he panted, trusting his hips up in impatience. Smirking, the blonde quickly coated his two fingers in saliva before trailing them down to Harry's entrance, pushing the first finger in, swiftly adding the second. Slowly, but getting faster, Draco moved the fingers in and out, deciding to add the third and pushing them deeper.

Harry cried out and arched his back, throwing his head back and groaning as his prostate was stimulated for the second time by the blonde. The temperature seemed to rise suddenly in the room, sweat forming on Harry's brow as Draco removed his fingers, slowly sliding into him as he placed his hands on either side of his head, looking down into lust filled eyes. Harry let out a small groan, hardly feeling any pain. He started to pant slightly as Draco was moving at a slow, steady pace, his arms sliding up his back and crushing Draco against him. A strangled cry erupted from his throat as he bit his lip, trying not to let as many noises escape him.

Harry screwed his eyes shut as his prostate was abused over and over by the heir. Draco groaned out Harry's name as he pushed deeper, careful to angle his hips so he would his the brunettes prostate dead on every time as he started sucking on Harry's neck, hoping to drown out his own moans.

Harry felt himself getting closer, the blonde's name slipping past his lips in a silent command to go faster, which Draco complied to. The Gryffindor felt the heat pool in the bottom of his stomach as his eyes drifted shut, meeting Draco half way with his thrusts.

"Ah! D-Draco!" he cried out, his eyes snapped open and locking with the stormy gray ones as his warm, milky seed spurted out and onto both their stomachs. Draco's breath hitched as Harry's walls closed in on him, his own essence spurting out inside the brunette as he cried out his name in pure bliss.

They lay there, Draco half on Harry, not even bothering to clean up at the moment. The only sound they could hear was their breathing.

"Draco..."

"Harry?"

"I...I have to tell you something." Harry said propping himself up on his elbows and looking down at the blonde staring at him.

"What is it, Harry?" Draco asked as he cast the cleaning spell with a wand that had showed up on the bedside table.

"I want us to stay 'Harry' and 'Draco'." Harry said looking down at his now clean stomach. Draco smiled at how shy Harry was acting about asking him this. He reached his hand over and placed it under Harry's chin and turned him to face himself, kissing him lightly on the lips. When the kiss broke he was barely apart from Harry's lips, and whispered,

"I'd like that, Harry." before kissing him again passionately.

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Kinoke: omigod its a lil longer and I really hope you like the ending...I'm sure I'll make another one, maybe a sequel to this one...only if you want me too...so review and share your opinions and tell me if you liked it or not...thank you and good night!

oh and spectial thx to my beta: littlexMISSxMALICE n.n