Harry Makes Draco's Recovery Suck Less by HPFangirl71

"Is there anything more disgusting than candy corn?" Draco grumbled.

It had been several days since Draco had begun his convalescence in the hospital wing. He was now almost completely back to his grouchy self-possessed Slytherin self. Harry sat at the edge of his bed watching him pick through a bowl of muggle candies Hermione had brought him that morning.

"I suppose not." Harry said with an amused chuckle.

His boyfriend playfully threw a piece of candy corn at him, which Harry successfully dodged. Now that his relationship with Draco was out in the open, Harry felt more relaxed and confident. Sometimes he thought maybe the attack had been nearly worth it but then when he thought about almost losing Draco he was sure it hadn't been.

Draco was recovering nicely but his wounds would never heal completely. Around the outside of those wounds, the scars were garish and looked like ground meat, something of which Draco was subconsciously embarrassed. Harry took great pains to reassure him of his deep love for him.

"Draco which costume do you like?" he asked his boyfriend as he held up two outfits for him to peruse.

"The vampire one I guess… it's less sexy than that pirate thing. I don't need any other blokes ogling your body while I'm laid up here in the infirmary."

The subject of Harry's costume for tomorrow nights costume ball put Draco in a sulking mood. Draco had insisted that he felt one hundred percent better but Madam Pomfrey would not be budged. She was insisting that Draco stay bed ridden until at least Monday, which meant he would miss the weekend's Halloween festivities. Harry had wanted to stay behind with him but Hermione had insisted that his attendance at the dance was vitally important. Something about him being the "savior of the wizarding world" and all… Harry hadn't been about to argue her point for fear of her diabolical wrath.

"Well it's not my fault you got yourself in here, you know." Harry said in an unsympathetic tone.

He knew that if he gave into Draco's self pity that it would only make him act even more self centered and spoiled.

"Like I asked to be in here!" Draco cried out in protest.

"Why did you play the hero that night? I mean it's totally Unslytherin to do the brave selfless thing. That's usually more of a Gryffindor trait after all." Harry questioned him in all seriousness.

"I couldn't very well let that thing eat Weasley now could I?" the blonde groused out.

"I thought you didn't even like Ron." Harry stated quite plainly.

"I don't…" Draco answered back quickly.

"But you seem to have a particular fondness for him so I couldn't very well let him die. It would've hurt you and that I couldn't bear." he whispered softly.

Harry looked at him with newfound amazement. One of the things he loved about Draco was the fact that he never ceased to surprise him.

"I'm sorry you won't be able to attend the dance with me." Harry finally acknowledged after a rather silent moment.

"It's okay." Draco said cheerfully. "At least you're here to keep me company tonight."

He reached out to let his fingers entangle in Harry's playfully. Harry smiled back at him before scooting himself closer on the bed. Draco's other hand reached around Harry's head to pull him into a heated kiss. The snog was brief but full of passion and love.

"Watch for Madam Pomfrey." Harry commanded his boyfriend softly and enticingly.

With those words, he dipped down beneath the covers where Draco was garbed in only a thin hospital gown. He pushed the cotton material up past his waist and quickly removed the man's underpants. He took Draco's throbbing cock within his hands and fondled it gently. He then sucked it softly into his mouth, letting his tongue swirl around the very tip as it passed his lips.

Draco let out a low throaty moan as he gripped tightly to the back of Harry's head. His hips bucked upward as Harry's throat engulfed his member tightly. Harry sucked up and down the shaft of Draco's cock, grazing it lightly with his teeth. Draco sucked in a breath and pulled hard at Harry's hair.

"Oh Gods Harry that feels so damn good." he moaned breathlessly as his boyfriend sucked his balls into his mouth, laving them with his tongue.

He could feel Draco's body tense as he fervently fucked Harry's mouth with his cock. He knew the man wasn't going to last much longer. With every thrust of Draco's hips, Harry felt his own arousal grow and he let out a muffled moan of his own. He sucked Draco deeper within his throat and felt the man explode uncontrollably. Spasms of Draco's hot spunk filled his throat and Harry swallowed it eagerly until the man was done cumming.

Harry had barely left the hidden recesses of the bedcovers when Madam Pomfrey ducked her head into the room.

"Visiting hours are done Mr. Potter." she said sharply.

Both young men stared at her in an embarrassing look of guilt before acknowledging her with nods of agreement. Once she left, Harry pressed his lips against Draco's in a soft kiss. Draco tasted himself upon Harry's beautiful lips and it felt naughtily delicious.

"You heard her, I have to go love. I need to go find a private place to take care of this anyways." he whispered as he pressed his groin up against Draco's side.

Draco gave a contented chuckle, knowing he had no worries about the dance. Harry belonged to him heart and soul. No one could break the magic of that kind of love.