A/N: I happen to enjoy this chapter :) I'm hoping that as soon as I'm done with my Professional Certification with teaching that I'll be able to focus even more on this story. I did however think of one of my last chapters today :) It will be epic ;) Hope you enjoy this one!

Chapter 9: Abandoned Classrooms

The next morning, Harry reluctantly awoke. He groaned and rubbed his eyes in annoyance, his eyes feeling as dry as sandpaper. He hadn't slept well the night before due to his worrying about what had happened with Draco. He dragged himself out of bed and clomped over to the bathroom to jump in the shower. No one else was awake in the dorm and Harry groaned again when he realized how early it was.

He turned on the shower to as hot as he could stand and stepped in. The water ran down his back and he could feel his shoulders loosen, the tension from the day before leaving with the draining water. He stepped out of the shower after several minutes and toweled off before slipping into his clothes. He glanced around at his happily snoozing dormmates one more time before he left the dorm. He walked down to the common room and saw no one. He contemplated sitting in front of the fire for awhile, but changed his mind and decided to wander the castle instead.

He couldn't quite figure out what was wrong with Draco. Maybe Hermione was right. Maybe Draco did want to have a relationship. He thought as he wandered about in an infrequently used part of the castle. Harry wasn't sure what he thought about that. He liked the idea of spending more time with Draco, but did he want to go to the extent of a relationship?

He caught sight of someone walking several feet ahead of him. They were too far ahead for him to recognize who it was, but they had turned a corner before he could take the time to figure out who it was nor did he really care at this point anyway. He reached the corner and turned down the hallway that the other person had gone down. He didn't see them down this hallway and figured they had moved on pretty quickly.

Later on he would wonder if he had been more alert and not so distracted thinking about Draco if he would have realized that the person who had gone down this hallway hadn't moved on quickly and was actually very much still in the hallway. He made it about halfway down the hallway before he got this sensation that someone was behind him. He reached for his wand, but was stopped by a strong grip to his arm. Next, he felt an arm wrapped around his waist, holding him in place, against a hard body. He let out a squeal, unmanly of course, as he was pulled into a room. He struggled against the body that was holding him in place, but the grip only tightened.

"Are you done freaking out?" a deep voice whispered in his ear, repeating words he had just said the day before. Harry instantly relaxed in the arms of his captor and the grip loosened. He slowly turned around to see Draco staring back at him with a slightly amused expression. Harry shoved him hard, which was not expected by Draco and he stumbled backwards, nearly falling over. Harry glared at him.

"Are you crazy? How can you possibly think that grabbing me in the hallway and pulling me into an abandon classroom was a good idea?" Harry demanded.

Draco stared at him, still recovering from the push. "Well, you pulled me into an alcove so what's the difference?" he questioned.

"There were people around and it was like the middle of the day! Not bright and early in the morning, in a rarely used corridor, when there is no one around!" Harry cried.

Draco grinned at him. "You're scared?"

"Damn right I was scared! What would you expect?" Harry asked angrily gesturing wildly with his hands.

Draco shrugged. "Can I make it up to you?" he questioned slyly.

Harry crossed his arms and continued to glare at him. "I'm not sure there's any way to make it up to me," he responded.

Draco grinned and started walking towards him, stalking him. Harry's eyes widened, feeling butterflies flapping in his stomach as he backed up. His back hit the wall and there was nowhere for him to go. Draco was on him before he could even attempt to move around him. He placed one hand on his hip and one on the wall by his head. He leaned in real close and pressed a feather light kiss to Harry's ear.

"I'm sorry I scared you," he whispered huskily. He pressed another kiss against his ear before he kissed along his jaw line. He hovered over Harry's lips and smiled. Harry was already panting and had his eyes closed in anticipation.

"Its fine," Harry murmured. He opened his eyes and was met by bright silver eyes. His eyes widened as Draco closed the distance and kissed him softly. They maintained eye contact for a few seconds before they succumbed to the feelings that were coursing through them and they both closed their eyes.

The pressure of their kiss increased and Draco pressed himself harder against Harry. He had come to a conclusion the night before; it didn't matter to him if Harry wanted a shag buddy or a relationship, as long as he got to spend as much time as possible with him doing what they had been doing, he was happy. He wanted Harry, there was no doubt in his mind, but he wasn't about to ruin what they were doing and if that meant going further then just hot make out sessions then so be it. He would however draw the line at sex. He wasn't going to do anything like that without a commitment from Harry.

His hands left the wall and Harry's hip to roam over his body. He slipped his hands beneath Harry's shirt and ran his fingers gently across his back and sides. He found that he loved the feel of Harry's skin beneath his fingertips. It was very hard to resist. He reached for the edge of Harry's shirt and started to pull it off, however he didn't get far when he felt him grip onto his wrists.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked between breaths.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Draco responded trying to start up their kissing again.

"It looks like you're trying to take my shirt off," Harry pointed out.

"That would be correct, Potter," Draco responded as he again tried to kiss him, but Harry turned his head and Draco's lips met his cheek.

"Just yesterday I tried to remove your buckle and you stopped me. Why have you done a 180?" he questioned adamantly.

Draco sighed and stepped back a bit. His silver-blue eyes met Harry's intently. "I realize that I made a mistake yesterday. I wanted so badly to continue and I guess I just freaked. Today is a new day and I still want you, even more than yesterday and I fully plan on having you," he stated simply. He grinned his cocky grin that Harry had found so annoying in years past, but this morning, it was the most enduring thing he had ever seen. Draco wanted him and he was going to have him Harry decided immediately.

He smiled broadly and grabbed Draco's shirt, pulling him back against him. Draco let out a gasp as their lips crushed together in a passionate kiss. Both Draco and Harry did not hesitate to remove the other's shirt. Harry broke their kiss and stared at Draco's pale chest, seeing the scars that he had put there. He traced over them lightly and felt him shudder beneath his touch. He looked up at Draco apologetically and Draco just shook his head and pressed their lips together again.

His hands slid up Harry's back again and then moved down to his arse where he took him in his grasp and pressed him against him harder. Harry yelped in surprise and widened his eyes, but they immediately clouded over in lust at the contact he felt. Things were becoming intense and both Draco and Harry were moving so hard against each other that they didn't think they could hold out much longer.

Draco broke the kiss for air, but continued to kiss Harry's neck and shoulders. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and moaned at all the sensations that were coursing through his body.

"Gods, Draco, I can't hold on much longer," he gasped.

Draco groaned at the use of his name and returned to Harry's lips with passion and lust. Their speed picked up and soon both felt that warm feeling in their stomach and they knew they were going to come. Harry started first, letting out a moan mixed with Draco's name being muttered as he came against him. Draco came soon after, mumbling incoherent things burying his face into Harry's shoulder.

They stayed wrapped up in each other for several minutes before they could even begin to part. When they did, they were sweaty and rather wet in the groin area. Harry reached for his wand and quickly cleaned them both up. He leaned back against the wall. Draco stood a short distance in front of him. He had his eyes closed as he steadied his breathing. When Draco finally opened his eyes, the shade of them was much darker than before. He grinned at Harry and stepped back against him. Harry wrapped his arms around his waist as did Draco. They rested their foreheads together both smiling.

"Why did I stop this yesterday?" Draco questioned quietly.

"You wanted to savor the moment?" Harry suggested lamely.

Draco chuckled and shook his head. "No. I know why I did, but I don't want to talk about it right now. I just want to enjoy being with you," he whispered back.

Harry smiled at him and kissed him softly. "And I am more then willing to have you enjoy being with me," he said before kissing him again. Draco smiled into the kiss completely satisfied.