Chapter Eighteen:
Feel It
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Feel It - Jakalope
Is that you doing that to me,
With your stare?
I feel the temperature start to rise
And I, Take it from there.
I start to press my skin to you,
I'm craving it, I'm feeling you.
Mm you relieve me fast.
Feast your eyes on my display,
Take control fall all the way-
Cover me in ecstacy.
I can feel it,
When I taste like the wind I breathe,
Crawling inside of me baby.
*
Draco had dragged Harry to the Room of Requirments after their meeting with Remus and Snape. They had the entire day to themselves now, and the blonde couldn't think of wasting it spending time apart. What would be the point?
Harry was still shaken up from the conversation, his nerves on high although the chocolate had seemed to help bundles. Leave it to Remus to always have some on hand to give to him.
"Love, what are you thinking about?" Draco asked softly, bringing Harry down to sit on the couch.
Harry sighed and snuggled close to Draco, shrugging. "Just Remus, how much I owe him,"
"You do not owe him a thing. He does what he does for you because he loves you," Draco said, nuzzling the side of his face against the top of his boyfriends head. "So are you sure that you really want to be with me Harry?"
"Draco, you've gotta be kidding me," Harry whispered sounding rather sad, he pulled away from his lover and looked him deep in the eye and unblinkingly spoke, "Draco Malfoy, there is no other person I ever want to be with. You make me happy and I'm not too sure why. Maybe it's because you understand, maybe it's because you really know me and care, but whatever the bleeding reason is - it's there! I love you, I meant what I said. I am so thankful for you, you've been there for me through what I've been so terrified of," he took a deep breath, gathering himself.
Draco felt tears of happiness at the corners of his silver eyes, "Harry...you need not say that stuff. I am not deserving enou-"
"No," Harry quickly cut him off, putting a finger to his lips, "I do need to say this stuff, for me. I need to make sure that you know how important you've become to me. I don't know what it is but whenever I'm around you there's this feeling inside that everything is going to be alright - hell, that everything is going to be wonderful! After what I went through this summer I thought I'd lost my soul forever. That I was a heartless murderer, nothing more to the Wizarding World than a tool. And then you waltz in like there's no tomorrow and change all of that! However you did it, I'm amazed with you. You've made me happy when the word had lost all meaning to me," Harry blushed now, realizing how much he just admitted not only to Draco but also to himself all at once.
"Harry...nobody has ever said something that...nice about me," Draco blushed deeply now, feeling suddenly shy which was very unlike himself. Harry reached forward and grapsed their hands together.
"Draco Malfoy is my boyfriend," Harry beamed, looking dazedly into silver eyes with starry emerald ones. It sounded so ridiculous, but so right all at once.
"Harry Potter, you are mine," Draco growled possesively, the look in his partner's eyes made him want to pounce. And so he did, gently so.
He leaned forward and captured Harry's face in his hands, he suckled the brunette's bottom lip and heard him moan pleasantly in response. Draco smirked, never having heard a lovelier sound in his life. He pushed Harry back onto the couch and found himself climbing ontop of him, he ground his hard groin into Harry's clothed member - throbbing for attention as this beautiful blonde continued kissing him passionately. Yet it was all very gentle, but at the sametime rough. Harry's hands were clawing at Draco's lower back, urging the blonde for more who instead only took his time delicately kissing him and rubbing into him.
"Gods Draco, moooree..." Harry whined, his eyes closed tightly shut as he writhed beneath his boyfriend who was smirking largely now.
"You want more? Alright then, Harry, I will give you exactly what you want," Draco purred, he bent down and licked from Harry's exposed collarbone to his earlobe, making the boy shiver uncontrollably with pleasure. Draco pushing his groin hard against Harry's now as he sucked on the skin behind his ear as his hands travelled down his front side and grasped onto his belt buckle.
Harry's eyes flashed open and widened, 'Oh Gods...what is he going to do? Am I ready for this, can I....' but all of his nervous thoughts were ended simply by Draco dropping off of Harry's lap and onto the ground on his knees. Harry looked down at him, and thought he had never seen something more beautiful than Draco Malfoy on his knees...for him.
Grinning like a mad, flushed man, Draco took this as a 'Go ahead' from Harry. He undid his belt buckle and pulled down his pants slightly to have better access. He almost ravished the boy but held himself back as he saw the heaving tanned flesh beneath, and then those curly hairs on his groin only made Draco want him even more.
'I want him, all of him just for myself. I want to make him mine, oh fuck Harry do you know how beautiful you are?' "Harry, do you have any idea how absolutely, astonishingly gorgeous you really are?" Draco whispered aloud finally, his hand dove into the boys pants and retrieved the throbbing member. As soon as flesh met flesh, Harry groaned loudly and thrust his head back in anticipated pleasure.
"Gods, Drac...if it's anything like how fucking hot you are then I think I know," Harry groaned, ignoring his nervous inner voice screaming at him not to say that. He couldn't help it, he was completely wrapped up in passion as his eyes were still clamped shut.
Draco smiled at this entire scenerio and sight before him. It's something he had thought about for awhile now, and it's something he knew he always wanted deep down inside. To have Harry moaning for him; it was almost wholly unbelievably perfect, but still it was real. So very real.
Draco wasted no time now as he engulfed Harry's throbbing member into his mouth, the brunette immediately bucked his hips and his hands were suddenly riffling through Draco's hair. The blonde responded by lapping his tongue over the base and continuing up all the way to the tip, he brought his hand around to give Harry long, soft strokes as he licked him.
Harry was absolutely thrashing now, "Draco...fuuuuck...Draco please, give me more...Gods you're so wonderful, please..." he shuddered, and then Draco with a grin on his face, devoured the brunette's entire length and began to bob up and down with exuberance. Harry gasped and shot upright on the couch, he looked down at Draco who still had a mouthful and was looking up at Harry as he did his work. Their eyes locked and they never blinked once as Draco continued.
Neither had experienced something so utterly orgasmic in thier lives, their eyes forcing all of their emotions to crash together as Harry finally came in colours, screaming Draco's name. The blonde swallowed all of the salty substance and wiped the corners of his mouth before doing Harry's pants back up for him, knowing that the brunette was most likely too exhausted from his...explosion. He sat back beside his blushing boyfriend.
"Draco that was..."
"Mmm...no talking," Draco whispered, pulling Harry down on the couch and wrapping his arms and legs around him. "Lets just sleep for now love, it has been a long day," he suggested, kissing Harry quickly on the top of his sweaty brow.
Harry, still rather flushed and now exhausted from his very first orgasm, agreed silently to this as he rested his head on Draco's chest and listened to the blonde's steady heartbeat and breathing. "I love you, Draco, so much," he said. But the Slytherin had already fallen asleep.
*
"Mate, what the hell was today about?" Ron accused immediately at the dinner table as Harry was smiling ridiculously large, scuffling down his chicken as though he had been starved for his entire life. Well, that was accurate more or less.
"Nothin'...Remmy wanted to see me, gave me day off, tired..better now though," Harry mumbled between mouthfuls. Ever since his rendevouz with Draco that afternoon, when he had woken from their nap he found himself extremely well rested, happy, and hungry.
"And was it Professor Lupin that gave you that big snog mark on your neck too?" Hermione accused, her arms crossed tightly and with her words Harry's fork clattered to his plate and his eyes went as wide as saucers.
'Oh Gods no...what do I say?!' he thought, completely mortified. Should he lie to his friends, well he certainly couldn't just come out with the truth in the middle of the Great Hall.
"Erm, I was..guys...I uhm..."
"Ooh, so Harry's got himself a girlfriend, is that it?" Ron interupted him with a sly grin, nudging his best friend playfully in the arm as Harry blushed deeply.
"Er, kinda..."
"Well out with it, who is it?" Hermione was the one who was demanding this curtly, she looked very unhappily cross at the moment and Harry hadn't a clue why. Ron seemed oblivious as he was beaming at his recently snogged, happy friend.
"I, uhm..they want to keep it, uh, secret. For now," Harry added in quickly, hoping his friends would buy this. It wasn't quite far from the truth, although he felt to himself that it'd be much easier to keep Draco to himself too - though he wondered idly how long they could keep up their little charade.
"Fine by me. Whoever the lass is, tell her I say thanks. I haven't seen you this happy since...hell, I haven't seen you this happy!" Ron beamed, smacking Harry on the back who coughed up the food that was in his mouth, Hermione sent them a disgusted glare.
Harry looked apologetically at their friend as he winced away the pain in his ribs and on his faded bruises from being hit - he was more than used to it by now. "Qudditch Try-outs tonight," Harry reminded Ron quickly, completely changing the subject much to Hermione's extreme annoyance.
The next few days flew by for Harry. He suddenly found himself getting into a routine of going to class, meals, and Qudditch but in between he would sneak into the Room of Requirments with Draco for a pre-class snog, or goodnight kiss. It was getting to a point where they would even take the nearest emptied classroom, risking it all just for a couple of stolen moments.
Harry couldn't help but be happy, smiling brightly all of the time and blushing despite himself every time he and Draco locked eyes. And then trouble was spotted during their Potions class that Wednesday.
Seeing as though they were partners, Harry and Draco attempted as hard as they could to sit as far away from each other and do their work silently. Snape was smirking at them from the front of the classroom the entire period, it was rather amusing to watch them trying to hide it and rather pathetic all at once. Even Longbottom could tell something was up, though nobody dared to say a thing fearing not only the Golden Boy's famous temper but also the wrath of a Malfoy.
Harry was adding Lavender leaves to their potion, the aroma immediately made him sigh happily and Draco shot him a warning look. This was a Love Potion, a very strong one at that. One where the aroma could send you into fits for another person. The two of them would definitely have to be watching themselves.
The entire class seemed happier today, due to the scent of the Potion in the air. And Ron and Hermione were practically all over one another, as well as Longbottom and Millicent Bulstrode oddly enough. Though nobody seemed to mind. Harry's insides were absolutely itching and Draco was looking more beautiful by the moment his platinum hair falling in front of his face as he worked vigorously at chopping the next ingrediants with such percision.
Harry imagined that face kissing him, down there. He imagined those delicate fingers running over his skin, and he imagined trailing that milky skin of Draco with his own rough lips and...then their eyes locked as Draco felt somebody staring at him and he looked up.
Emerald pools crashed into waves of pure silver. The two couldn't look away, they stared hard into each other. And then smiles fleeted across their faces and they were unmistakably, happy smiles. And they were for each other. Both boys could hear their rational minds panicking in the backs of their heads.
"Er, Snape sure looks like a pounce today, 'eh?" Harry coughed out the first thing that came to his head. Unfortunately, he had forgotten to lower his voice and suddenly the entire classes eyes were on the two of them. A bead of sweat slipped down Harry's forehead and Draco suddenly wanted to reach out and kiss his secret boyfriend.
But then the phrase of what he had said hit him as Snape turned to them with an angry, cold face. He sneered as he strode over, his cloak billowing behind him as his greasy black hair fell in front of his slitted eyes. "Yeah, he does," Draco snickered, and suddenly lost control of himself with laughter. He bent over into fits of it thinking only, 'Wow. If only everybody knew how exactly correct that statement is...and then there's Snape. Looking all mean...' and his thoughts only made him giggle even more.
Harry's face broke into a grin and he was sent into fits of laughter as well. The two of them clutched at their aching sides, unable to breath after laughing for a couple of minutes as all of the students of their year in their Houses looked incredulously at the situation as Snape fumed in front of their desk with his arms tightly crossed.
"The two of you will stop this instant! You have interupted by classroom with foolish nonsense and did not take heed to the effects of the Potion, obviously. Both of you, detention this Thursday, after dinner," he clipped angrily before turning his back and sneering at the rest of the class who quickly returned to brewing their own potions in fear of getting detention as well from their peeved Potions Master.
Harry and Draco shot each other a shy grin before returning silently, though happily, to their work. And that was all that Hermione needed to see for her beliefs to be confirmed.
*
Now's the time for you to let go of
All your inhibitions.
We could do this one more time with
A little tease and conversation.
Watch the way my body moves,
Feel the rythym melting you
Mm...this is how it should be.
Fall over you I'll dominate,
Your destiny I'll be your fate
I will be your fantasy.
Let me ride to heaven,
Let me feel the swelling, oh let me
Concentrate!
*
Harry was meeting Draco and for some reason, he was nervous. He had done this what felt like a hundred times now in the past few weeks of dating him. They met constantly, exchanging kisses, sweet nothings, and conversations about how their day was going. But tonight was different, Harry could feel it in the air. It was two days before the Halloween Ball, it was Wednesday and the wind outside was becoming cooler.
Harry had on his heavy cloak as he walked to the Fifth Floor, and before he knew it there he stood in front of the Room of Requirments. He took a deep breath and opened the door, only to gasp in surprise at what he saw.
The room was different from normal. There was a couch in front of a lit fireplace and in the backdrop was a four poster large bed with what looked like red silk sheets and drapings around it, red rose petals were everywhere and the candles were lit all around creating the romantic atmosphere.
And then there Draco stood in the middle of it all, his hand extended out to his boyfriends with a beautiful smile on his face. Harry went into the room, closing the door and locking it behind him as was their natural procedure by now.
He silently, with an open mouth, went into Draco's arms and kissed him gently on the lips. "Draco this is...wow..." Harry whispered in adornment.
"Harry love, I would like to sing to you," Draco said firmly, pulling the both of them towards the couch and sitting Harry down on it as he himself stood in front of the fire.
Harry looked up at Draco basking in the firelight, the flames flickered against his pale white skin and made him look exactly what Harry felt he always had been; A true Angel. "Er, sure," Harry blushed, nobody had ever sung to him before. He didn't know what to expect.
"Do not laugh, Potter," Draco warned first before clearing his voice and turning his back to Harry. He had been nervous about this for awhile, but he had also wanted to do it so badly too.
And then when he started to sing, Harry never had heard a more beautiful sound in the whole entire world and it was all just for him.
"You look at me with uncertainty,
You look at me with urgency.
You look at me with fear in your eyes
like you're about to fall away.
But don't be afraid to change your colours now.
I've known you all Summer, and you rose above it all.
I see you hesitate to fall now,
But it's a pretty good view from down here, too.
And when the wind takes you, it takes me, too.
When you change colours, I change mine, too.
Try not to think, and I will try to.
When you let go, I will let go, too.
I knew you when you were green and strong.
You were like a feather on a wing, so long.
You know I will miss you when you are gone,
but don't be afraid if you just can't hang on.
'Cause when the wind takes you, it takes me, too.
When you change colours, I change mine, too.
Try not to think and I will try, too.
And when you let go, I will let go, too.
The cold air is pushing hard on you.
I know what you're saying; I can feel it, too.
You'll go through changes, and I'll go through them too.
Don't be afraid now, don't be afraid.
'Cause when the wind takes you, it takes me, too.
When you change colours, I change mine, too.
Try not to think and I will try, too.
And when you let go, I will let go, too"
When he stopped, Harry's arms were around him hugging him tightly. Draco was glad he had taken it so well, he had tried for so long to think of the perfect song to sing him. "I know it is not exactly a love song but..."
"I know, Drac, I know," Harry whispered reassuringly. "When I change, you'll change. When you change, I'll change. We're in this together now," he agreed, kissing Draco on the lips so tenderly that the blonde knew he could die right then and there and he would die the happiest man alive.
"Together. Forever," Draco said firmly, and he pushed his mouth back into Harry's and they kissed feverishly. Their tongues entwined, both battling for dominance and neither one every winning as their hands held securely on their backs. Harry bucked his hips into Draco, feeling the passion from his blonde boyfriend radiating off into him.
All of the kisses they shared. The small touches, the sessions of snogging and grinding always left Harry desperate for more. And now as they kissed like they never had before, he felt all of Draco's true love for him invade every last cell of his body. He let a needy groan slip for him and it was all the inspiration Draco needed to start fingering the buttons off of Harry's cloak and the uniform Gryffindor shirt underneath of it.
"Draco...please, make love to me, please," Harry whispered heatedly into the blonde's ear, his hot breath making Draco shiver visibly as he paused completely in his actions.
He pulled back with concern and a flushed face, "Harry, are you sure? You can do it to me if you would like instead because..."
"No, I'm sure. I want you to...show me what it's like. Show me what it's like when two people...really love each other," Harry whispered and lowered his head in slight shame, the memories were just about to come back up to him and then he felt Draco's lips on the crook of his neck and he was lost in the feeling of his boyfriend once again.
"You are mine Potter," Draco growled possessively, nipping Harry gently on his neck.
"Gods yes, I'm yours. You're mine. Please make love to me, please!" Harry screamed in desire, he felt so much pooled up inside of his stomach just for this moment. He knew it was right, knew it couldn't go wrong - nothing had ever felt so good before.
And so the two made their way over to the bed and as they slowly peeled off each others clothes between kisses, suckles, bites, and love marks being left on their necks, they were suddenly naked and Harry was suddenly nervous and shivering against the cold. Draco smiled brightly at him. "You are so beautiful. Finite Incantartum," he whispered gently, Harry hadn't even noticed the blonde's wand in his hand as the Glamour spells fell away from Harry revealing the last of his fading bruises - mostly around his eyes.
"There, much more beautiful now," Draco said with assurance, bringing the nervous brunette into his arms tightly and pushing him back on the soft, silken sheets. "Do you still want me to?"
"Yes, Draco love, I do," Harry said despite how nervous he was. He knew this was it, all or nothing. And he wanted it all.
As the two of them gently made love, whispering passionately in each others ears and moaning the others names, they didn't notice the magial energy forming around one another. Purple eroded deeply into green and splashed together brilliantly. Harry was staring heatedly up into Draco's eyes as the blonde pushed gently in and out of him, they swayed together "I love you," Harry gasped his hands clenching around Draco's hips urging him forward. He had never felt anything this wonderful, his emerald pools were dancing.
Draco thought he was in heaven. He had to be. He reached down and kissed Harry litfully before pushing all of himself inside of his lover. Harry gasped pleasurably and felt his member release its seed all over the both of their stomachs, at the sametime Draco released himself deep inside of Harry. "Harry!" "Draco!" both yelped in unison. And then Draco pulled himself out shakily and fell down on the bed beside Harry who immediately rolled over ontop of him, wrapping his arms around the blonde and kissing his sweaty face.
"I love you so much, you're everything to me Draco," Harry whispered.
"You are such a Hufflepuff," Draco muttered in tired response, breathing heavily as he patted Harry's back lightly.
"Hey!" Harry lazily snapped in protest, grinning madly none the less.
"Sh...sleep..." Draco hushed him again.
"You with your sleep," Harry rolled his eyes, but found himself falling asleep quicker than his blonde boyfriend.
Both were completely unaware of the thousand year-old tension they had finally relieved.
*
I can feel it
When I taste like the wind
I breathe
Crawling inside of me baby,
Oh Oh Oh...