Harry awoke the following morning to find that the bed was rather cold. Shifting slightly so that he could peer over his left shoulder, he noticed that the lack of warmth was due to a missing body. Confused as to when Draco had left, he groaned and rolled back over to see what time it was. When his mind finally registered that the clock was blinking 11:45 a.m., he nearly fell off the edge of the bed. He was supposed to be at Quidditch practice in fifteen minutes!

Flinging the covers off his body, Harry rushed to his closet and pulled open the door; creating a loud banging noise as it collided with the wall. One after the other, Harry began tossing garment after garment out of the closet, not caring where they decided to land. Making sure that he had every piece of clothing he needed, he shut the door and proceeded to pick up the clothes off the floor that had missed the bed. Just as he was about to pull his shirt over his head, a small folded piece of paper on the floor near the door leading into his room, caught his attention.

Bending down, Harry grabbed the piece of paper and was about to open the letter when he heard a soft knock on the door. Sighing, Harry began to unlock the door when he suddenly realized that he was wearing absolutely nothing. Panicking, Harry rushed to the bed and began to put on his pants.

"Hold on, I'll be right there!" He called, trying as fast as he could to get the pants on.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Harry ran to the door and whipped it open to find Ron standing just outside with a broom at his side.

Smiling, Harry cleared his throat, "Yes, Ron, what's up? I thought you would be down at the pitch already."

"Oh, well, the team and I are going to be waiting in the common room for you…" Ron began.

"Uh, why would you be waiting for me? Haven't we always met at the pitch for practice?" Harry asked, slightly confused.

"Well, don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"That you our new captain!" Ron practically screamed.

"Captain? Me? Since when are we allowed to pick new captains after try-outs are finished?" Harry asked, leaning against the door frame.

"You see, after try-outs were complete, the team had a small talk and we all agreed that you would be better at the job than any of the rest of us…" Ron explained, "Well, um, I'll just meet you in the common room when you're finished, okay mate?"

"Yeah, I'll be out in a few minutes. Thanks, Ron," Harry smiled before closing the door and returning to the piece of paper he was holding tightly in his hand.

Unfolding the paper, he smiled and taking a breath, began to whisper the letter out loud to himself:

"Harry,

Thank you for the chat last night. I'm glad to know that we both can confide in our feelings for each other. But, even though Malfoy's offer was tempting, I'm going to have to decline. I would rather not know the details of your personal sex life. Though, I want you to know that I will always be here for you, Harry, if you need someone to talk to. You can talk to me about anything, okay? You know I love you, Harry, and I always will; nothing can change that. I'm so happy for you, Harry! I love it when you have something you can smile about. Oh! Before I forget, congratulations on becoming team captain. I'll see you later, Harry!

With lots of love,

Hermione

"Awe...isn't that cute…" a voice purred in Harry's ear.

"Draco!" Harry shrieked, nearly having a heart attack.

Attempting to turn around, Draco held tight, pulling Harry closer to him and placing a hand on the inside of Harry's right thigh.

"What's wrong, Harry? I didn't scare you that much…did I?" Draco whispered against Harry's ear, sending a chill up the boy's spine.

"No…b-but…"Harry moaned, finding it harder and harder to stay focused; especially when someone's hand was massaging his inner thigh.

"That's more like it," Draco sneered, brushing his lips against Harry's neck; causing Harry to shudder, "I told you that we would finish this in the morning."

"Yeah..but I haven't even made it to practice y-yet…" Harry struggled to say as Draco's lips neared his collar bone, "If you let me go then…then…afterwards we can come back here and f-finish it…"

Draco growled, but sighed in defeat, "Fine, but we better finish this, or I'm going to make you pay, got that?"

Harry laughed and smiled, "Of course, meet me back here in about an hour and a half, all right?"

"Yeah, yeah, just don't take all day, got that?" Draco muttered, reluctantly letting go of Harry's waist.

"Don't worry. See you later then," Harry called over his shoulder as he stepped out into the common room; gently shutting the door behind him.

Unknown to Harry, Draco was having other ideas about how to spend his free time. Snickering to himself, he turned and left for the bathroom, which was located at the back of the room. Looking at himself in the mirror, Draco couldn't help but laugh at the idea that had just popped into his head.

'This is going to be fun!' He thought to himself as he continued on with the rest of his morning tasks.

Outside in the common room, all noise ceased when Harry emerged. As Harry looked around, he noticed that Hermione was the only other person in the room besides the whole Gryffindor team. Waiting eagerly for some sort of order, Harry sighed to himself and cleared his throat.

"All right, everyone, go ahead and start making your way towards the pitch. I will be right behind you."

Mumbling amongst themselves, the team slowly began to disappear one by one out the portrait. When it was Ginny's turn to head out, Harry couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a very grim look upon her face. Realizing that he probably had something to do with the way she looked, he made a mental note to take her aside after practice and talk to her. Once Ron was finally gone, Harry and Hermione were the only two people left in the room.

Turning towards her, Harry smiled and began walking over to her. Upon realizing that Harry was still in the room, Hermione looked up from the book she was reading and smiled up at him, creating butterflies in Harry's stomach. Bending down, Harry closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against hers, running his tongue along her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Hermione froze in shock, then soon relaxed and opened her mouth so that Harry could come in. They battled for dominance for what seemed like hours before Harry finally pulled away.

Resting his forehead against hers, he waited for his breath to return to normal. When he was finally able to produce words, he smiled slightly and whispered softly so that only she could hear.

"Thank you," he smiled again and placed a gentle kiss upon her forehead before standing up and heading out the portrait to catch up with the rest of his team mates.

After the team arrived at the pitch, Harry divided them into two separate teams. Once both teams were decided, they were then given a side to protect, before Harry began explaining the rules.

"All right, everyone, for today I'm going to have you scrimmage against one another. Remember that the game doesn't end until someone retrieves the snitch. I will be sitting in the stands watching your every move, so that I can get a better idea as to where we stand at the moment and what we as a team, and individually, need to work on. If the snitch hasn't been catch within the next hour and a half, I will call it a game and the team with the most points will be able to leave for the showers first. The losing team will be out here cleaning up and putting the equipment back where it belongs. Any questions before we get started?"

Looking around, Harry noticed that Ginny was the only one not listening to him. If something were to happen to her, because she wasn't listening, he would never forgive himself. So, after dismissing the rest of the team, he called for Ginny to stay for a moment. Rolling her eyes, she tried looking anywhere but him.

"Ginny, did you hear a word I just said?" Harry asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yes, I did…thank you. We are to play against one another and the losing team has to stay after and clean things up…" she muttered.

"Good, then before you leave today, I would like a word with you…" Harry mentioned before he forgot.

"Fine…whatever…"

"All right then, go on and get with your respective team mates…" Harry shouted as she lifted off the ground.

Bending over, Harry unlatched the chest containing all the balls needed to play the game. After releasing the bludgers with extra care, he proceeded to release the snitch before grasping the Quaffle with both hands. On his signal, he threw the Quaffle into the air and watched as the game began. Turning on his heel, Harry dashed to the side lines before using his broom to get to the highest tower.

As the game progressed, Harry found that he had to stop several bludgers from hitting him square in the face and every once in a while, he had to call a time out so that the team could rest up a bit. So far, no one had succeeded in catching the snitch, but Harry was well aware of the fact that none of them were seekers, and since some of the members were new, things were getting a little tough. Reassuring his team that they were doing a good job, Harry sent them back into the air to continue once more.

This time, about fifteen minutes into the game, Harry noticed that everyone's brooms began to act up and every other person was practically booted off their brooms, leaving Harry to chase after them so that they didn't hit the ground. He also began to notice that the bludgers were chasing after individual people for no apparent reason. Sighing heavily, after about the twentieth time he was forced to save someone from falling, he called the team in for a little chat.

"I don't know what is going on here, but if I find out that any of you are playing tri—" Harry stopped himself, when he noticed a flash of blonde hair whip around a nearby pillar, "Never mind…let's see where each team stands. Seeing as both teams seem to be tied, I will let everyone go to the showers, and I'll round up the equipment. Thanks everyone for your hard work; and I'll see you this Saturday, bright and early, for our second practice. Remember that we face Ravenclaw a month and a half from now, so rest up and get plenty of food so that you all have the energy to perform well. If there are no questions, then I'll see everyone later."

After Harry was finished talking, everyone patted themselves on the back for doing a good job before heading off to the showers. Bending over, Harry picked up the quaffle and placed it back into the chest before calling the bludgers back down to their rightful places. As Harry began scanning the sky for the snitch, a cough from behind him caused him to jump slightly before turning around to see who was still there.

"Well, you asked me to stay, remember…" Ginny mumbled.

"Yes, that's right…" Harry gulped, trying to figure out how he was going to say this, "Ginny, I wanted to apologize for what I said last night. I shouldn't have said the things I did…it was wrong of me, and I wish I could take back all those horrible words…I will understand if you do not what to forgive me, but I want you to know that I will always be your friend and nothing will ever change that. I love you, Ginny, and I always will…"

Ginny's face softened a little, but she still continued to stare at him skeptically, as if she wasn't sure he was telling her the truth. Frantically trying to figure out a way for her to believe him, he stepped closer and pulled her towards him. When he was within a centimeter or two of her, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers which caused her to involuntary shudder against his touch. Closing the gap, Harry wrapped his arms tighter around her waist and held tight.

Ginny melted against his touch and instantly responded back by opening her mouth for him. Understanding that she was going to forgive him, he slowly slide his tongue inside, and began to show her that he wasn't angry with her and that he defiantly didn't hate her. Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, Harry looked over to find a figure dashing quickly out of site behind one of the towers near the Gryffindor shower room.

"Malfoy…" Harry thought to himself as he deepened the kiss with Ginny, "You are going to pay for what you did earlier…"

Pulling away, Harry looked down at Ginny's slightly swollen, red lips and smiled, "So, do you think you can forgive me this once?"

Ginny thought a moment before letting a giggle escape her lips, "Yeah, but only this once, Harry. There will be no next time, got that?"

"Yes, thank you, Ginny…" Harry sighed, relief spreading through his body as he spun her around.

"Well, I think I'd better go rinse off…" Ginny whispered, "I would rather not smell the rest of the day…I'll see you later then, Harry…"

"All right, see you later…" Harry answered, waving as he watched her disappear through the door to the women's showers.

Turning his attention back to the field, he sighed as he realized that he would now have to look for the snitch himself. Looking up, he scanned the sky for a glint of gold. Spotting it fluttering next to the tower he was just at, he grabbed his broom and pushed off after it. As he soared into the air, the wind dancing through his hair, he was unaware that a certain blonde haired boy was watching from below the stands, waiting anxiously for his return.

Finally catching the snitch, Harry returned to the ground and placed it back in the chest. Then, closing the lid and placing the lock back on it, he whispered a spell under his breath and the chest disappeared. Stretching, Harry made his way towards the showers, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked. Once the shirt was gone, Harry could feel the cool breeze of the day sweep over him causing a chill to slide down his spine. Once inside, Harry drifted towards the shower room and when he arrived, he noticed that he was officially the last person there.

Pulling off the remaining articles of clothing from his body, Harry moved towards the nearest shower and turned the nozzle, letting the cool liquid run down his chest. He was just about to turn around when a pair of strong, pale arms stopped him. Sighing, Harry leaned back into the boy's body and closed his eyes, breathing in his scent.

"So, were you the one that was causing all the trouble earlier?" Harry sighed, keeping his eyes closed.

"Depends on what you mean by trouble…" Draco purred into Harry's ear, receiving a moan from the raven haired boy.

"You know what I mean, Draco…ahh!" Harry gasped, as he felt Draco slip his hand around his manhood.

Draco snickered and slowly began to pump up and down Harry's shaft, causing Harry to moan deeply as he tried to steady himself against Draco. As he removed his hand, Harry began whimpering but soon gasped as Draco spun him around and pushed him back against the wall. Staring down at Harry for a brief moment, Draco smashed his lips against Harry's hungrily. Harry moaned and opened his mouth, allowing Draco to plunge his tongue in. The two continued to kiss while their tongues began plundering into each other mouths as both tried to battle for dominance. All the while, Harry slowly wove his hands in and out of silky blonde hair.

Breaking apart, Harry was about to protest when he felt Draco bite his left ear lobe. Sliding down, Draco slowly began to suck upon Harry's collarbone, causing a startled cry to escape Harry's lips. Draco continued to suck at the area and soon began to bite at the skin until he left a little mark barely visible for even himself to see. Moving downwards, he paused to take one of Harry's nipples into his mouth while he kneaded the other with his hands. Keeping his mouth over Harry's taunt nipple, Draco began to slide his hands down the boy's body, stopping just within his inner thigh.

Very slowly, Draco began to rub the area in small circles, moving higher and higher up his thigh until he reached Harry's throbbing member, which was begging to be touched. But to Harry's dismay, Draco decided to take things a little quicker than he anticipated. Without warning, Draco pushed Harry's legs up and placed them around his waist as he positioned his member at Harry's entrance. Leaning closer, Draco brushed his lips against Harry's collarbone, causing a shudder to run through the raven haired boy's spine.

"What do you want?" Draco whispered seductively into Harry's ear while pressing Harry's arms into the wall above his head.

"Y-You…" Harry replied huskily, leaning his head back.

"Then let me hear you beg," Draco demanded softly, biting Harry's left ear lobe.

A deep growl erupted from Harry's throat, "What?"

"You heard me, I want to hear you beg…beg for me…"

"But—uh…please, don't tease m-me…" Harry moaned as Draco slowly wrapped his hand around his throbbing member, "I don't think you are in any position to make me beg for you, Draco…eh…seeing as you are the one who messed with my practice today."

"Oh really?" Draco sneered, "Then I see no reason to continue here if I can't have a little fun."

As Draco was about to pull away, Harry realized he had to do something quick otherwise neither one of them would be getting anything tonight. Without warning, Harry gripped Draco's arms hard and lowered himself down until Draco was completely inside him. The abrupt movement caused both boys to gasp aloud.

"Bloody hell!" Draco gasped, stumbling backwards under the shower, allowing the water to cascade down over their heads. Stepping forwards so that they were pressed against the wall again, Draco glanced down and, with one look into Harry's eyes, he crushed his lips to Harry's.

Harry moaned as he felt the blonde haired boy's tongue run against his bottom lip, begging to be let in. Smiling, Harry complied and allowed Draco the satisfaction of entering his mouth to play with his tongue as the two slowly began to rock their hips back and forth with synchronized movement. As time crept by, Draco slowly began to pull out only to thrust back in with more force. Harry let out a low growl and threw his head back, letting it hit the wall with a resounding thud.

As Draco continued to thrust harder and harder into Harry, he slowly slid one his hands from around Harry's waist to wrap around the raven haired boy's throbbing member, which he could see was still dripping with pre-cum from earlier. Sliding his hand up and down Harry's shaft in rhythm with their thrusts slowly began to create an incredible sensation that spread like wildfire throughout Harry's body. As Harry continued to moan Draco's name, his muscles started to constrict around Draco's throbbing member which caused Malfoy to reach his climax quicker than anticipated. With one final thrust, Draco road out his orgasm while Harry continued to shove himself harder and harder onto Draco's exploding member. Finally, as Harry watched Draco come down from his high, he felt himself tighten completely around Malfoy's spent member as he finally reached the end.

Sinking to the floor, they allowed the water to wash over them as they lay against each other, waiting until their breaths returned to normal. Draco's mouth tried to open but eventually closed every time as he tried to describe the incredible feeling of ecstasy he had just encountered with Harry. It was amazing. Why he had never done this with Harry before this year was beyond him. He could only call himself a fool for not realizing what he had before his eyes sooner.

Eventually, they found themselves able to stand properly, and long enough, to shut the shower off and proceed into the main locker room. The two then sat upon a nearby bench, Harry leaning dazed against Draco's chest. They sat in silence for a good minute or two before Harry broke the spell.

"You know…you should ruin practice more often…"

"Really now…Why's that?"

"Because then I can punish you again…" Harry smiled, looking up into Draco's pale eyes.

"Just promise me one thing…"

"What's that?"

"Promise me that you will never, ever, allow that red-headed Weasley to put her ghastly lips on yours again," Draco replied, making a gagging motion with his finger.

Harry laughed suddenly, making his body shake against Draco's, "I promise."

With that, the two boys gathered their belongings and headed back to the castle for dinner; neither of them really hungry for food.


Thank you all for reading this story. This story started out as a oneshot, but because of popular interest, I am trying to create it into a story. For right now, I will be taking a break from this so that I can figure out exactly where I want to go with this :) However, I will be having a brand new Harry and Draco story coming soon. I am really excited about this one.

Please leave any comments, suggestions, or questions you might have -^_^- and thank you all once again for following this story. I will be updating this story again in a while :)