Chapter three: Hermione to the rescue
"Harry dear, would you like some more sausages?"
"No thank you Mrs. Weasley, I'm not all that hungry" Harry's voice was flat and emotionless.
"Where were you today Harry?" Ginny asked from her place beside Hermione. "We waited for you to come shopping with us but you disappeared"
"I was busy" Harry replied coldly ending the discussion. He looked up from his plate and saw Draco staring at him with emotional eyes. Harry cleared his throat barely taking his eyes off of Draco's face "I … had a lot on my mind"
"Like what?" Ginny purred sliding into the chair beside him and scooting closer.
Harry stood abruptly when Ginny's fingertips touched his forearm "I think I'll go to bed now" he looked at Mrs. Weasley's frowning face and bowed his head slightly "thank you for dinner Mrs. Weasley"
Molly's frown only deepened "are you feeling alright, Harry?"
"No" was all Harry said as he turned on his heel and went over to the staircase. Hermione stood up too. She cast a glance at Molly and smiled.
"I'll talk to him" before she left the table she looked at Draco's sorrowful expression, caught his eye, and winked.
"HARRY!"
Harry turned to see by this point both Hermione and Draco standing at the table. "Yes Hermione?" Harry felt his heart break as he saw out of the corner of his eyes; Draco's own silvery eyes brim with sad tears.
Hermione walked over to him, dropping her voice to a whisper so that the rest of the Weasley's in the kitchen couldn't hear their discussion "Draco told me about what happened"
"What about it?" Harry whispered back, stonily.
Hermione slapped him upside the head out of view of everyone else. "Talk to him" she hissed.
"Why should I?" he growled back, his eyes challenging her own. She didn't back down.
"He loves you, you ignorant twit" she half-spat before softening slightly "I'll send him up in a little while"
Harry nodded, secretly happy that she had suggested it "okay" he whispered earning himself a smile from his friend, before carrying on up the stairs.
Hermione returned to the table but did not sit down "Molly would it be okay if I took some dessert up to Harry?"
"Of course dear, how is he?"
"He says he has got a headache"
"Oh dear" Molly placed some dessert on a tray and handed it to Hermione "tell him to feel better"
"I will –OW!"
"What's wrong Hermione?" Ron asked springing to his feet as Hermione collapsed to the floor.
"I twisted my ankle … ow!" she clutched her ankle before sniffing slightly "D-Draco could you take the dessert up to Harry for me?"
"Uh … sure" Draco took the tray from Hermione's grip and began his voyage up the staircase to the top of the house where Harry was.
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Harry was bored as he walked back and forth in the bedroom he shared with Ron and Draco. It was rather cramped up in the attic. The two single beds with the rollout bed squished in between them made it seem even more squashed. It made feel like he was in a slightly larger version of his cupboard back at Privet Drive. His watched read 10:13pm. Just then he heard a soft knock come from his bedroom door. Harry's head jerked towards the door, panic and fear twisting his stomach into a knot. "Come in, it's open"
The door eased inwards to reveal Draco holding a tray "I brought you some dessert … you didn't eat much at dinner" he murmured weakly setting the tray down on Harry's bed.
"Thanks" Draco turned and made for the door. Harry glanced down at the tray and noticed that there were two mugs of hot chocolate and two bowls of ice cream. He looked up at Draco who was about to close the door. "You can stay if you want"
"I don't want to impose" however Draco's tone of voice indicated that he would want nothing more than to stay with Harry, alone, in their room.
"I want you to stay. Besides …" Harry smiled as he crossed the room, closed the door behind Draco and leant in closer to the blonde "how else am I supposed to eat all of this ice cream by myself?"
Draco bit his bottom lip anxiously "Harry … I never meant what I said … I was just really upset … and jealous"
"It's okay Draco I understand" Harry opened his arms and hugged the taller boy stroking his silky platinum locks "I'm sorry too" Draco buried his head within Harry's mass of dark hair. Harry looked up "so how about that ice cream, eh?"
Draco grinned slyly, dipped a finger into the cold dessert and smeared a layer of vanilla over his lips "care for a taste?"
Harry leant closer and sucked the ice cream off of Draco's bottom lip "I like the taste of you better"
Draco groaned as Harry kissed down his neck. He moaned deeper as his arms wrapped around Harry's shoulders. He unfastened his jeans and boxers and pushed them down to his knees. "Suck me Harry"
Harry wrapped his hands around the base of Draco's throbbing erection and teasingly licked the tip of his hot tongue along Draco's pulsing length. Draco moaned leaning back against the door, thrusting his hips forwards. Harry smirked as he took Draco's cock into his mouth and sucked hungrily. He pulled away licking his lips "Oh Drakie I love it when your hot and hard" Harry breathed in a husky whisper. Draco moaned and thrust his hips harder. Harry continued to suck and swallow Draco to an extent where Draco was practically sliding down the door on weak knees as he came in Harry's mouth. Draco collapsed the rest of the way to the floor. Harry smiled and pulled the blonde into his lap. For the fun of it the brunette bucked his hips beneath the blonde causing said teen to groan.
"Oh Harry don't" Draco purred weakly "no matter how good it is, right now I can't handle another round"
"Okay" Harry pouted prettily. Draco frowned before tilting his boyfriends' head upwards and planting a slow sucking kiss to Harry's bright red swollen lips.
"You're so pretty you know that right, Harry?" Draco leant down, tickling the soft spot behind Harry's ears. He leant down and nibbled Harry's earlobe.
"Drakie its Christmas eve why don't we go back down and spend time with Molly and the other's eh?"
"I don't like Ginny in the same room as you" Draco growled jealousy.
"It'll be okay … I promise"
"How?"
"We can make Ginny jealous" Harry purred silkily his hands sliding up Draco's jumper.
Draco thought about it for a second. "Fine. Pyjamas. Now"
Harry raised a hand to his temple in mock-salute "Yes sir Mr Malfoy" Draco chuckled before pulling his feet out of his jeans and boxers that had rolled into a messy clump around his ankles. The boy's leisurely changed into their pyjamas before going downstairs.