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Crossing Lines	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He was waiting outside the potions lab, since this was his domain he hadn't bothered with a disillusionment charm. He hoped that Harry understood that he would have to take the measures to hide himself. He was a little early, but since his common room was so close to his last class and the lab, he'd had ample time to get ready. He expected Harry to be a little late, the other boy had longer distances to travel from class to dorm to lab. Taking that into account and the fact that he was almost perpetually late, Draco was ready for a considerably long wait.

He was just getting comfortable propped against the wall when he felt a tug on his hand that alerted him to a presence beside him. He startled a little, he hadn't expected Harry to be completely invisible. He'd just expected him to be stealthy. He gripped the hand that had pulled on his and led Invisible Harry into the potions lab. As soon as the door was shut he cast a silencing spell on the room and a locking spell on the door.

He turned around in time to see Harry appearing from under a silvery piece of material. It just figured that the Golden Boy would have an invisibility cloak. Well, that just might come in handy for a while.

"Harry, so nice to see you, finally. So, I guess I can trust that you'll be able to remain discrete," He stepped forward, he wanted so badly to kiss the other boy in greeting but knew that he couldn't take liberties like that just yet. So, instead of nibbling on those tempting lips, he awkwardly patted Harry's shoulder.

"Of course, I haven't been issued nearly as many detentions as I've earned," Harry grinned and stuck his hand in the pocket of his too big jeans.

"Why don't you buy some trousers that actually fit you? I know you can afford it and as I happily learned last week, the view is much nicer," He waggled his eyebrows to get his point across and hopefully show Harry that he wasn't trying to be insulting.

"Just never really saw the point. Clothes are made to cover your body, these cover mine just fine," he shrugged as if to say that was all that mattered.

"Well, of course they serve that purpose, but you can use them to accentuate your body as well, and with a body like yours it seems a shame to walk around in those. I mean, stick with the jeans and t-shirts, but just buy the right size. I could help with that you know. Of course, we'd have to go to a muggle shop, but I'd be willing if it meant getting you in something that would let me admire your assets," Harry's beautiful blush stirred up pixies in Draco's stomach. He suddenly decided to see just how many times he could cause Harry to turn that lovely shade of crimson in the next hour.

"I like my clothes just fine, thank you very much. Why do you always have to be like that? Not everyone is as rich as you. We can't all afford to walk around wearing the best of everything," Harry was a little agitated, but he hadn't ran yet.

"I'm not saying you have to buy the most expensive pair of jeans known to wizard or muggle, I just want to see your arse sway when you walk. I'm not insulting you, I'm just making my wishes known, is there something wrong with having desires?" He was counting two more, Harry turned red at 'arse' and went even brighter at 'desires'.

"Draco, stop it. Look, if we're going to have these study dates, can we at least study? Please turn off the charm, backward as it may be, and let's revise. I thought we should go over some defensive spells this week since you helped me so much with potions last week. Oh, and what if Snape comes in here? Shouldn't we find somewhere we're less likely to get caught?"

"Oh Harry, you haven't seen charm… yet. It's cute though, that you think this is me being charming," he smiled for effect and continued, "But, yes, we should study, potions for a bit, then some defense. I'm working on something more permanent, but this will do for tonight. I have it on good authority that our dear Potions Master is out of the castle tonight. To anyone else this room is strictly off limits unless requested and approved, but being the godson does have it's perks. I have free access and can come as go as I please, even when he's not here."

Draco again grabbed Harry by the hand and commended himself for not lacing their fingers together. He led the other boy to a table that was already set up for them.

"I have some simple ingredients for you to prepare. We won't be brewing yet, I thought it would be best to start with dicing, chopping, mincing, and crushing. Technique is very important in potion making and you need to learn the basics. Forget everything you know and let's start fresh."

"That shouldn't be hard since I know nothing, I'm a blank slate," Harry picked up the knife and jumped when Draco's arms were suddenly on either side of him guiding his hands. Draco's next words were low and directly in Harry's ear.

"We just want to make small blocks, so this way first and then the other way," Harry shuddered when Draco exhaled over the side of his neck. Draco was just able to stifle the groan that tried to bubble out of him.

"Like this?" Harry was whispering, it somehow made the moment seem more intimate than simple potion preparation.

"Perfect, Harry. Try it on your own now," Draco stepped back and let Harry take over completely.

He stood behind and to the side of the other boy and took a minute to get himself under control. It was difficult enough just being in the same room, but being almost against his green eyed beauty was causing his body to react in ways that Harry wouldn't exactly be thrilled with just yet.

"How's that?" Harry had finished his task and was looking at him questioningly.

"Fantastic, ok, the next one needs to be chopped. You're still going to end up with chunks, but they won't be as closely sized as these and they will be larger," He didn't wrap himself around Harry again but instead indicated that Harry should start with the next one on his own.

"Oh, no way, that's how I always end up buggering it all up in class. Sorry, but I'm a hands on learner who needs a little guidance. So, either come here and do a little for me first or give me your hands again," Harry had placed the knife back on the table and had his arms crossed over his chest.

"Why, Harry, if I didn't know better, I might think you were just trying to get my arms around you again," Blush number three came right on cue and Draco smirked.

"Well, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to embarrass me," Harry was looking him dead in the eye, flushed face and all.

"I am."

"What if I said I am? What if I don't mind your arms so much?" He was going to claim blush four even though he hadn't caused it.

"Well, I'd say that brightens my hopes for the future. You really don't have to feign needing my physical guidance though. I'd hug you just because you want me to," Please, please say you want me to…

"That's nice to know and might come in handy soon, but I really do need you to show me how to do this," He picked the knife back up and turned toward the table.

Rather than continuing on his blush mission, Draco positioned himself behind Harry and walked him through various methods of preparing the ingredients. They finished quickly with Harry doing most of the work and Draco's hands resting lightly on the other boy's hips ready to jump in and help if he was needed. There was barely a hand width's distance between their bodies but Draco was able to keep it that way with much effort.

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Harry was fighting a desire to lean back the entire time he was cutting and chopping. He loved the feel of Draco's hands brushing his waist, but wanted so much more. He knew it was too soon for what he wanted, so he satisfied himself with a promise that he would do his part to make sure things progressed at least a little more tonight.

When he finally laid the knife down, he didn't try to move from his position or dislodge Draco's hands. Instead, he spoke of something that had been bothering him since his last meeting with the blonde.

"So, you're going home this weekend?"

"Yeah," He felt Draco shift a little, but he didn't try to change their physical situation either.

"Do you have any idea why? I mean, you don't usually go home during the school year do you? Except for holidays, of course," He didn't know why the idea made him so nervous, but the way Draco had been speaking had made him think there may be a problem that didn't just apply to the Malfoys.

"I have an inkling, but nothing solid to tell you right now. I will though, Harry. I will tell you anything you need or want to know once I return," Draco's hands did move then, from his hips to gently wrap around his waist and pull him a little closer to the body holding him.

Harry sighed, he wasn't sure if it was frustration at the thought of not knowing until Draco came back, or if it was contentment in those arms that forced the air from his lungs.

"When will you be back? Sunday?" Draco's head was resting on the back of Harry's and Harry felt him nod.

"Can we find a way to see each other that day? I don't think I'll be able to wait until our weekly meeting."

"Yes, of course. I'll work that out though, you don't worry about it. I have a feeling that seeing you on Sunday will be much easier than you realize," Draco was being so cryptic, but Harry didn't complain, he'd give the other boy a chance and allow him his secrets, for now.

"We really don't have time for defense tonight. I need to get back soon or Ron might come looking for me," He felt Draco exhale against the back of his head.

"I don't want to let you go, but I know I have to," with that he dropped his hands and took several steps back. Harry felt it again, the sudden cold, the loneliness, the utter need to sink back into the other boy.

On a whim, Harry turned and wrapped his arms around Draco's waist facing him. Draco stood completely still, arms dangling at his sides and over Harry's, as if he might scare Harry away.

It was a little harder with no anger dancing between them. He knew when it was over the only justification he'd have for his actions would be his own need. Still, he was a Gryffindor. Harry closed the distance between them and lightly kissed moist, full, pink lips.

Draco didn't move, but he did respond. They stood there, stiffly kissing one another, almost closed mouthed until Harry moaned. When that one tiny sound seemed to ring out like a gong, Draco's body crashed completely against his own. Harry felt several things at once, a hand clutching his forearm, another one cradling the side of his face, a tongue franticly sweeping the inside of his mouth, and a very hard bulge pushing against his abdomen.

Maybe it should have surprised him, but he knew Draco wanted him, so the physical manifestation of the blonde's desire wasn't entirely shocking. What was a jolt though, was realizing that he was just as hard. He could feel the restraint in the boy so thoroughly kissing him and it matched his own.

He was curious, so he put aside any thoughts of embarrassment and allowed himself a small thrust against Draco's hip. The other boy's feral growl only added fuel to the fire threatening to consume him, and the grind against his own stomach caused him to throw his head back and groan.

Draco's lips worshipped his neck, ear, and jaw. That devilish mouth sucked on his adam's apple and licked up to his chin before placing another rough kiss on his mouth and pulling away slightly. They were, yet again, trading ragged breaths and Harry forced his eyes open. They were met by eyes so dilated that they were almost black.

"Harry… Merlin help me, but I'd take you right here if I thought you were ready," His voice was unsteady and held so much longing.

"And if I am?" Harry knew he was walking on the edge of a cliff just then, but he wasn't sure he wanted to be pulled back.

"You're not, and I'm… well, I'm scared," The look on the other boy's face was confusing, it was almost as if he were admitting to a crime.

"What are you scared of, Draco?"

"You, us, this. I'm terrified this is just an experiment for you. I want so much from you, and I want to give you so much, but I don't know what you want. I'll happily give whatever you need, but I just want to know what I'm getting into."

"I wish I could tell you what this is, Draco, but I can't. I know that it's no experiment. I kissed Ron for you…" He knew it was an odd thing to say at a point like that, but it somehow seemed relevant.

"Potter, in what universe would you think that I would ever want you to kiss Weasley?" Draco did look quite annoyed.

"Potter, is it?"

"Well, I just don't know if I can stay on a first name basis with someone who snogged that git," He was joking, Harry knew it, but he also knew that Draco was a little hurt, he could hear it in his voice, see it in his face.

"Draco, I was confused after that first night. I thought I just might be gay, so I asked Ron to help me figure it out," Harry shrugged, trying to convey that it was really no big deal.

"And the consensus was?"

Harry grinned, "That I'm at least inclined that way, but only because I have some weird, unexplainable thing for you. Well, that or red heads just don't do it for me."

Harry visibly relaxed when Draco laughed and quickly kissed him again before releasing him entirely and moving to the table to clean up their mess.

"Well, that makes me feel a little better. Get out of here, you ginger lover. I'll clean this up, and I'll see you Sunday, ok?"

"Are you sure you want me to leave?" He really didn't want to, but he knew Draco was right, they just weren't there yet.

"Not at all, but I am sure it's what needs to happen. Be careful, Harry. As Moody would say, constant vigilance."

"You too, Draco, you too," With that he threw his cloak back over himself and left the room with a goofy smile.
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