A/N: Hopefully this chapter makes up for the disturbing images of last chapter. I like this chapter. Smutty and fluffy and sweet. Sounds good to me! Enjoy!

Chapter 12: Quidditch Locker Rooms

"Are you sure we should be doing this? I mean it's like three in the morning and it's really cold out here," Harry questioned as they started walking across the grounds.

"Potter, where's your sense of adventure?" Draco responded looking back at him.

"Well, most of my life has been spent as an adventure so wanting some relaxation and normalcy doesn't seem too much to ask," Harry insisted.

Draco stopped and turned to face him. He put his hands on his shoulders and looked at him seriously. "We are doing this because you decided to implant that horrible dream in my head and it needs to be corrected," he explained.

Harry sighed. He had a feeling that although this was going to be brilliant, he was sure they were going to get caught.

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Steam wafted through the locker room in a fine mist as Harry slowly walked in, towards the showers. He felt a familiar sense of anticipation as he walked towards them. Draco had told him that in order to recreate his disturbing dream that he would have to do everything he did in his dream. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. He continued walking towards the showers fingering the edge of his shirt. He took another deep breath and lifted it over his head. He rounded the corner to the showers and stopped in his tracks, his mouth suddenly dry.

Draco was standing in the shower stall, completely naked. He had his back to Harry and the water ran down his pale back and over the curve of his bum and down his muscular thighs and calves and hit the tile. Harry's eyes went back up to Draco's head. He watched, with his mouth hanging open, as Draco lifted his arms and ran them through his hair, flexing the muscles in his back. He gulped loudly and watched with wide eyes as Draco turned his head slightly, a smile curving at his lips.

Harry's fingers fumbled with the waistband of his sweatpants and it proved to be difficult to pull them off while he was trying to get out of his trainers as well. He couldn't pull his eyes away from Draco. He watched as Draco turned to the side and he got a brief glimpse of his package and if it were even possible, Harry's mouth became even drier. He licked his lips as he finally slipped out of his pants, boxers, and shoes.

He looked down as he stepped onto the tile. When he looked up again, Draco was within reach. He stared at his back and saw no freckles. He grinned as he reached out and gripped his shoulder. He felt Draco tense beneath his hand. He stepped forward and placed a feather light kiss to Draco's shoulder. He felt him relax almost instantly.

"Any freckles?" Draco asked his voice barely above a whisper.

Harry chuckled and shook his head. "No, no freckles," he responded as he placed another feather light kiss to his shoulder. Draco turned slowly to face him. His eyes were closed and as Harry looked up at him, he opened them slowly. They were the color of molten silver and Harry found himself lost in them.

Draco reached up and placed a finger beneath Harry's chin. He lifted it and their eyes stayed connected as Draco leaned forward and pressed his lips to Harry's. He dropped his finger and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, pulling him close and pulling him under the shower with him.

The warmth that radiated through Harry was not caused by the hot water of the shower, but the feel of Draco's naked body against his own. When he had written that first note he had never imagined that they would get to this point so quickly, but now that they were here, he couldn't imagine anything else.

He slid his hands over Draco's back and down his sides. He brought one hand across his stomach and then began inching his way down towards Draco's cock. He brushed his fingers across the top and he felt Draco shudder beneath him.

"Is this okay?" Harry whispered, pulling away from him just enough to speak.

Draco gulped and nodded. "If it wasn't, I don't think I would have offered to fix your dream," he whispered. He grinned as Harry laughed quietly. Harry pressed his lips against Draco's once again and started pushing him towards the wall. Draco went willingly and gasped loudly as the cool tile hit his back. He growled in annoyance when Harry broke their kiss and started kissing down his neck and chest. His eyes widened in anticipation as Harry started heading down his chest and he shuddered when he kissed his stomach. He tensed when Harry knelt before him, his mouth level with his arousal. He looked down at him and when Harry's emerald eyes looked up at his they were clouded over in desire. Draco nearly came right then at the look.

Harry looked back down and took a deep breath. He leaned forward and tentatively took Draco into his mouth. He heard him gasp above him. Harry grinned as he began moving his mouth up and down his shaft. He could hear Draco's fingernails scraping against the tile and he took that as a sign that he was doing something right. He flicked his tongue across the underside of Draco's cock and he felt him tense beneath his hands that were now gripping his thighs. He pulled back and looked up at him unsurely. Draco looked down at him, his chest heaving.

Harry smiled up at him which Draco returned. Harry's eyes returned to Draco's leaking member and he continued where he left off. He ran his tongue along the underside again and then started to swirl around the tip. Draco moaned loudly, his knees nearly giving out as Harry began moving faster. He could not hold on much longer.

"Harry," he muttered. Harry groaned at the use of his name which sent titillating sensations through Draco's member. He didn't even have a chance to warn Harry that he was coming, he just did.

Harry was caught off guard even though he knew that he was close. He swallowed as quickly as he could, but unfortunately not everything quite made it. He spluttered a bit and sat back on his heels. He was blushing deeply and avoided looking up at Draco.

"Sorry. I didn't get a chance to warn you," Draco muttered as his chest continued to rise and fall rapidly.

"It's fine. I didn't realize that you saying my first name would cause the reaction I had," Harry muttered.

Draco bent forward and pulled Harry up. He cupped Harry's chin, forcing him to look up at him. "Do you even realize how brilliant that was?" he asked him smiling softly at him.

Harry widened his eyes. "Seriously?" he questioned in disbelief.

"Seriously," Draco assured him.

He grinned up at him and leaned up to kiss him. "Thanks," he whispered against his lips.

"Shouldn't I be the one thanking you?" Draco asked as he reached behind Harry and turned the shower off.

"Probably," Harry replied. He reached behind Draco and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around them.

Draco returned his arms to around Harry's waist and he pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"Thank you," he whispered against his lips before continuing their kiss.

"Is there someone in here?" a voice called out from the entrance of the locker rooms. Draco and Harry's eyes widened and they broke apart.

"Oh shit," they mouthed. They scrambled away from each other and grabbed their clothes. They ran for cover behind a set of lockers and quickly dressed. They stared at each other as they listened to the footsteps that were echoing in the room.

"I said is someone in here?" the person demanded again. They recognized the voice as Madam Hooch and they knew that if they were caught being kicked off the Quidditch team was the least of their worries. Draco motioned towards the end of the lockers that led in the direction of the exit of the locker rooms. Harry nodded and they quickly made their way to the edge of the lockers. Harry peeked out behind them and caught the edge of Madam Hooch's robe going down the other side of the lockers in the opposite direction. He waited a moment before gesturing for Draco to follow him. They made a break for the doorway as quickly as they could.

"Hey! You two there!" Madam Hooch called after them. Harry and Draco ran through the doors and down towards the forest to get cover. They heard the doors slam open behind them and knew that Madam Hooch was already running out after them. Harry was a ways ahead of Draco so he ducked behind a bush and as soon as Draco was within reach he grabbed onto his hand and pulled him down, throwing his invisibility cloak over them. He cast a quick silencing charm over them just as Madam Hooch reached the edge of the forest. She was standing right next to them. Draco and Harry stared at her as she scanned the forest with her cat-like eyes.

After several minutes she sighed and started walking back to the castle. Once she was out of ear shot and eye shot, Harry and Draco let out the breath they had been holding. They looked at each other and started laughing. After a few minutes of laughing, Draco leaned over and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.

"I haven't had that much fun and excitement in, I can't remember how long," Draco told him as he broke their kiss. He smiled at him as he helped him stand. They stayed under the invisibility cloak just in case Madam Hooch was still around.

About halfway up to the castle, Harry stopped and looked up in the sky. It was starting to snow. He smiled as he looked around and looked over at Draco who was looking up at the sky as well. He was suddenly overcome with emotion as he watched him smile up at the sky. Harry reached up and turned his head towards him. Draco looked down at him in curiosity. Harry leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips. Draco wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him closer as he deepened the kiss.

After several minutes they broke apart. "You have made my night for many nights I think. Thank you so much," Harry whispered.

"Thanks for waking me up," Draco responded. He pressed another kiss to his lips and they turned and went into the castle.