You Jump, I jump
Written by StrawberryGirl87
Hogwarts no longer feels like home, it is time to move on but Harry has nowhere else to go. Standing on the precipice of uncertainty he finds a helping hand from the most unlikely of people. Someone who is willing to stand by his side when things seem bleak.
Chapter Eight
Harry awoke feeling cold and alone, drenched in sweat and feeling panicked, Draco was in his own bed a few feet away with no connection between their bodies. Not even the blankets covering him seemed enough to warm Harry's icy body, he felt sticky and in dire need of a shower.
Giving up on going back to sleep he wandered through to the en-suite bathroom, starting the shower, hoping that the jets of steaming water would be enough to warm him again. He had been having a nightmare, not his usual kind that would have him physically screaming, another kind that had awakened within him since his bond with Draco had intensified at the graveyard.
Harry stood under the powerful stream of the shower, closing his eyes and embracing it as the heat turned his skin a little pink. Tentatively he reached down and held himself firmly in one hand, it was the first time he had touched himself in this way since he had started hunting horcruxes, his mind wandering to Draco and how close they had been to sharing their first kiss the day before.
He began to stroke himself, imagining what it would feel like to have Draco's lips on his, to have his body writhing beneath him, to feel his lips encase his throbbing erection, Harry's pumping sped up as he thought about how it would feel to be buried within him, how warm and tight it would be as he pushed inside of him, the blissed out face of his lover as he made him orgasm.
Draco awoke to find Harry's bed empty and instantly began to panic until he adjusted his sleep addled brain and realised that the shower was running. Relaxing a little he padded softly to the door and had been about to knock and see if it would be okay if he used the toilet quickly when he heard the unmistakable sounds of an orgasm coming from within. His breath catching in his throat he couldn't stop himself from stealing a glance through the crack in the door which was slightly ajar.
He couldn't even bring himself to feel guilty about his small act of perverted spying for the reward for doing so was so great. It was a marvellous sight to behold, to see the Gryffindor stood in all his glory, one hand supporting himself against the tiled wall and the other still grasping his erection, clearly having just reached his climax.
Quietly, stealing himself to look away, he crept back to bed, on the way switching their pillows so that he could have a small part of Harry, the smell of him would have to be enough but it wouldn't help his raging hard on at the sight of him so relaxed and blissful after his orgasm.
Draco pretended to be asleep when Harry came out of the bathroom wrapped only in a towel, he was fearful that any sight of him dripping wet and practically naked would give away how he felt. Draco knew he wouldn't be able to control himself if he saw him like that so he kept his eyes firmly closed as he listened to Harry dry and then dress himself.
Harry was still reeling from the night before when Draco had cried at the end of the film, it had surprised Harry how much it had made him care for the blonde. It had been the entirety of the day before that had made him think about what it was that he wanted to do today. Though he hadn't completely made up his mind until he had watched the Slytherin sleeping as he dressed just moments ago.
Draco had taken him somewhere personal and deeply upsetting for him, he had trusted him enough to do that and now Harry felt as if he should return the favour. More than that though he wanted to do this, he wanted his parents to meet Draco Malfoy who was turning into one of his greatest friends, if that was what you called what they shared.
"Morning," Draco said with a yawn, blinking sleepily and rolled over to find Harry smiling at him from the perch he had taken on his bed.
"Morning," Harry returned, watching as Draco stretched, unable to tear his eyes away from the prone form as it languished before him. "It's my turn to take you somewhere today," Harry declared as a way of distracting himself, his body always starting to react very positively to the sight of Draco Malfoy in nothing more than pyjama bottoms as he sat up in bed.
"Do I have time for a shower before we go?" Draco asked feeling as if, just like Harry he needed some alone time before they went anywhere.
"Sure," Harry said feeling heat rise up his cheeks as his mind wandered to the thought of what Draco would look like in the shower. He very quickly had to distract himself with a much more disturbing thought to ensure that his jeans didn't suddenly have a large bulge in them, giving away his thought process. Uncle Vernon in the shower, Harry repeated to himself over and over in his head as Draco got up and headed for the bathroom.
Once the bathroom door was shut the Gryffindor let out an audible grown and threw himself down on to the bed in frustration, surprised to find that his pillow had the familiar vanilla scent of Draco's hair. Burying his head in it he inhaled deeply, feeling only slightly confused as to how he had come to have Draco's pillow on his bed instead of his own.
They ate breakfast together but in silence at the bed and breakfast, both of them lost in thought about each other. Draco could get what he'd seen out of his head and Harry couldn't stop imagining what it might look like to see the blonde completely naked, soaping himself in the shower.
"So where did you have in mind for today?" Draco asked breaking the silence, if he didn't break himself out of this fairly sharpish then he was going to be unable to stand up and go anywhere.
"I'd like to take you to Godrics Hollow if that's alright," Harry said as he pushed some of his scrambled egg around his plate. Looking up at Draco only to gage his reaction.
"Isn't that where your parents died?" Draco asked curiously sipping carefully at his coffee, Harry nodded.
"It's where they were buried too, I've only been there once and I didn't get to stay there long as it was during the war and we were attacked. I'd like to go back there if that's okay," He said, remembering how disastrously the trip there with Hermione had been. He now wanted to share it with someone he cared for and treat going there like it was a personal desire to visit rather than a necessity in war. He couldn't think of anyone he wanted to go there with more than Draco.
"It's more than okay Harry, I'd be honoured if you'd take me there. I can only imagine how much Godrics Hollow means to you. I just want you to know that you don't have to take me there, I'd meet you somewhere later on, just because I took you to meet Cassie, it doesn't mean …" Draco said trailing off, he was a little concerned that Harry was asking him to come with him out of some Gryffindor sense of pride or duty.
"I want you to come with me Dray … please, it would mean a lot to me if you'd agree to come with me." Then Harry grew quiet and mumbled, "You mean a lot to me, I want my parents to meet you just as much as you wanted me to meet Cassie."
Draco couldn't help but smile at this, happy in the fact that Harry wanted him to be there, wanted him to meet his parents. He had even caught the part where he had said that he'd meant a lot to him. His heart had given an extra beat at this and it gave him a small flicker of hope that the two of them might have something more than just friendship.
"Then I'd be glad to come Harry," Draco said in return, "I'm sorry if I made it sound as if I didn't want to. I just thought that you might not want me to come, I didn't want you to feel as if you had to include me."
"Hey," Harry said cutting him off, catching Draco's eye and holding his gaze "Together," He said, his voice steady, meaning it. Draco nodded, feeling better at how certain Harry had sounded, he reached across the table, taking Harry's hand within his own and giving it a squeeze.
After breakfast they paid their bill and gathered up their backpacks. They decided to walk for a while first and find a safe place where they could apperate to Godrics Hollow. Unfortunately they were in an area highly populated muggle area and it wasn't easy to find somewhere where they would apperate unnoticed. Not wishing to draw attention to themselves they walked separately, though it pained them both not to be able to join hands. It was a dull ache that resounded from both of them however neither of them dared to voice it.
Draco was fascinated, he had never been in the muggle world before, his parents having never allowed it. No son of theirs would be setting foot in the muggle world that was for certain. As they strolled through a muggle high street Draco whispered to Harry, pointing at different things, amazed at what he saw, confused by mobile phones and why the muggles weighed themselves down with bags of shopping until it was explained that they couldn't shrink them or make them lighter.
The Slytherin admitted to only knowing what a television was the night before because one of his peers had had a squib as an Uncle and he had been given a portable DVD player for his birthday which he had used in the Slytherin common room frequently. Harry found it astounding that he had never heard of some of the more common place of objects like mobile phones.
It was after much deliberation that they stopped in at a phone store and bought two pay as you go mobiles, simple ones that were very cheap and therefore straight forward to use. Draco marvelled at it for a while before Harry showed him how to use it.
"Now if we get separated you can call me," The Gryffindor said showing Draco which buttons to push so that he successfully could make a call.
"Or I can send you an owl," Draco said still a little confused by the small plastic item.
"We don't have an owl with us though," Harry said with a smile, he was going to enjoy showing Draco this whole new world that he had never experienced before. It made him realise how much he wanted to share with him.
"True, then how about we just don't get separated," The blonde suggested.
"Good idea but just in case," Harry said urging him to show him that he could use the mobile phone, which he did successfully on the second attempt. Harry couldn't have been prouder of him.
"How do you know about all of this anyway?" Draco asked as they carried on walking looking for a secluded spot.
"My Aunt and Uncle on my mothers side were muggles, they raised me after my parents died. I didn't even know I was a wizard until Hagrid kicked down the front door down and gave me my Hogwarts letter," Harry explained, remembering how Draco had made him feel the first time they had met in Madame Malkins robes for all occasions, he hadn't wanted to admit that then let alone now.
"I never knew … I thought that you were raised in a magical home, knowing who you were and what you had done," Draco said a little shocked.
Harry shook his head sadly, "Remind me to take you to the house I was raised in one day, I'll tell you all about it," He said somewhat bitterly before spotting a deserted alley and pointing them in that direction. "Right now I want to focus on Godrics Hollow, today is going to be difficult enough, I don't want to think about that as well."
Nodding silently they ducked behind a dumpster and took hold of each other's hands, looking at one another as they prepared to apperate. Then with a pop they were gone.