Author Note: I decided to go ahead and post Chapter 4. It didn't take me two seconds to feel bad about that incredibly short post that is Chapter 3. Oh, and slash (boy on boy) warning.

Harry was back at the window seat, looking out over the grounds, vaguely wondering what he was missing in Charms class. Harry then had the look of a light bulb going off in his head. Harry quickly hopped off the seat and ran quickly to the empty potions classrom, hoping Mark or some one would be there.

Harry opened the door and saw a few students in there. Mark came up to Harry.

"Back for more? Or would you like to buy some?"

"Buy some. Definitely buy some," Harry said quickly.

"That will be five sickles."

Harry fished the money out and handed them over as Harris, another seventh year, handed Harry a new bottle.

"Thanks."

"Remember, keep it a secret from the professors."

"Right," Harry said.

Harry left the classroom and walked back to the common room. When he entered Draco was sitting on the couch, looking worried.

"Malfoy," Harry asked. "What's wrong?"

"I was bloody worried about you. I knew you were starting to slip again and when you didn't show up for any of the classes this morning I decided to skip and come here to find you."

"I'm sorry. But," Harry said happily and suddenly next to Draco. "I have this."

Harry held up the small bottle.

"What is that," Draco asked.

"Something," Harry almost sang. "Here try."

Harry put a drop in Draco's mouth just as he went to speak. Harry then put a drop in his mouth.

"What did you just put in my mouth?" Draco asked angrily.

"You'll see."

"Well, whatever it is, it isn't-"

Draco stopped mid sentence and started feeling light headed almost. A tingling sensation started at his toes and worked its way up to his head.

"Whoa," Draco said.

Draco looked over at Harry who was seemingly on the same high. They stared at each other for a long while, longer than anyone should be stared at. They twisted their fingers through each others and stood up and started swaying to the music in their heads. After a while of Draco staring at Harry, he finally forced his lips on Harry's perfect pink lips.

Draco and Harry had became friends after the war, and even better friends after Draco found out Harry's secret. They would make out and even shag on occassion; but this felt nothing like the other times. This felt intensely different, almost electricfying.

Draco slid his tongue along Harry's lower lip before gaining access into Harry's mouth. Their tongues slid effortlessly over one another sending tingles throughout their bodies. Harry pushed Draco's robes off as Draco pushed Harry's off.

"Maybe we should take this upstairs," Draco breathed. He couldn't believe he could even think straight to suggest that.

Draco and Harry ran to Harry's dorm and locked the door. Draco put a silencing charm over the room and continued kissing Harry roughly. Draco's fingers stumbled over his buttons trying to undo them as quickly as he could. He took off his shirt as Harry pulled off his own. Harry stared at Draco's chest and ran his hand over it, Draco's high intensified the feeling of Harry's fingers. Draco shuddered under the touch and pulled Harry down onto the bed behind him. Harry straddled Draco as he kissed along Draco's jaw line and sucked his neck, nipping every few seconds. Draco moaned under the sensation and rocked his hips up, grinding their two erections together. Harry groaned as he kissed down Draco's chest. He pulled one of Draco's nipples into his mouth and sucked, teasingly before moving on. Harry kissed and sucked over Draco's chest, arms, everywhere before finally moving to Draco's hem line. Harry unbuttoned the pants and smiled wickedly at the lack of boxers Draco wasn't wearing. Harry pulled down Draco's pants and kissed up his thigh and by passed Draco's cock. Draco let out a whimper as Harry kissed around it before taking it into his mouth. The sudden warmth made Draco shudder.

"Harry," Draco breathed. "Fuck."

Harry continued to suck on Draco's dick while he pulled his own pants and boxers down.

Harry stopped and stood up despite Draco's scowl. Harry stepped out of his pants and pulled out his wand.

"Let me," Draco said, breath hitching.

Harry mumbled the lubrication spell into Draco's hands. Harry dropped the wand as Draco took him into his hands.

"Shit," Harry moaned as Draco lathered his shaft.

Draco laid back down and Harry took Draco's legs into his arms, pushing them close to his chest.

Harry steadied his knees on the bed and slowly pushed himself inside Draco.

"Fuck," Draco said drawing out the word.

Harry stopped and looked at Draco in a daze.

Draco swatted at Harry signaling him not to stop. Harry pulled out a little before ramming back into Draco. Electric currents seemed to be going through both boys as Harry repeated that motion.

Harry moved to where Draco's legs were leaning against his shoulders, freeing up his hands. Harry started pumping Draco's neglected cock.

Harry struck Draco prostate and Draco let out a cry. Harry started ramming into him harder, striking the same spot over and over.

Draco closed his eyes in pure exctasy. He brought his hands to Harry's shoulders and pulled his nails painfully down Harry back. Harry's back bent and he let out a howl. And Draco came on his and Harry's chest, not lasting as long as he normally would have.

"Harry," Draco called out in sweet bliss.

At the sound of his name Harry released into Draco, thrusting a couple more times for good measure. Harry pulled out of Draco and collapsed beside him, worn out. Draco leaned over the bed, pulled his wand out of his pants and said a cleaning charm. He dropped the wand and laid back down. Harry moved over and laid his head on Draco's chest. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry before he actually drifted off to sleep.

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They woke up not an hour later with a start. Harry had rolled onto the floor. Harry sat up, seemingly coming off his high already. Draco looked over at Harry, not as glorius feeling as before.

Draco groaned. "I don't think I'm ever using that stuff again."

"Why," Harry asked standing up to pull his pants on.

"I feel quite like shit now."

"But you felt good before."

"Yes," he said pulling his own pants on before scowling at his abdomen. "Could you leave any more hickeys on me?"

Harry looked at Draco's front. Purple marks covered him.

"Sorry," Harry chuckled.

Harry walked toward the door where his shirt was discarded and Draco took in a sharp breath and paled.

Harry turned around and Draco looked slightly horrified.

"What?"

"Your back. It's... I am so sorry."

"What?" Harry asked again.

"Your back is, was bleeding."

Harry hurried over to the full length mirror in the corner. There on his back, were eight deep scratch marks, half dried blood droplets at the ends.

Harry stood there mezmorized for a few seconds.

"I don't even remember that," he said slowly.

Draco moved to his trunk and got out some bandages. He put gauze over the worst parts of Harry's wounds as he spoke.

"So," Draco said not really sure how to start. "Um.. what exactly was that stuff?"

Harry shrugged. "I'm still not entirely sure. I just know it makes me feel good. Like my old self. And if I have more than one drop it lasts longer I noticed."

Draco nodded. "Well, just be careful, okay?" He said as put the special tape on the longer gauze.

Harry pushed his lips softly against Draco's.

Harry put on his shirt and walked out of the room, leaving Draco behind, wondering if the kiss meant he would be careful.

Draco grabbed his own shirt and followed Harry down the stairs, buttoning it as he trudged along.

"There you are, mate," Seamus said. "Hermione's been worried sick about you. Missing all your classes today."

Draco came to a halt, almost running into the back of Harry.

"Oh," Seamus said smiling, figuring out what they had been up to. "Anyway, you should go find her. She enlisted Ron, Neville, and myself into finding you. She should be some where in the library.

Harry thanked him and headed to the library.

"So you and Harry, huh?" Seamus asked, almost teasingly.

Draco blushed slightly. They weren't exactly "out" as a couple yet, but everyone knew.

Harry arrived in the library a few minutes later. He found Hermione near the Restriced Section.

"Don't you know you're not allowed back there without a professor's note." Harry asked smiling when he saw Hermione tense up.

She turned around, exhaling as she saw Harry standing there. Then she quickly became tempered.

"Have you any idea how worried I've been," she asked harshly, hitting him lightly on the arm.

Harry chuckled quietly.

"I'm sorry, 'Mione. I just wasn't feeling that well earlier. But I'm fine now."

Hermioned looked at the black haired boy suspiciously as he smiled at her with a goofy grin.