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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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"So, where are we going, love?" He really should stop that, but Harry had reacted so wonderfully earlier that he was afraid the pet name was a keeper. He wasn't let down this time either. Harry didn't blush, but he did give Draco a smile that made him feel like the only boy in the world.

"I've to go back to my dorm for a few minutes. I have to let Ron know what I'm doing and get my cloak, meet me on the seventh floor, wait by the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy. I will be there in," Harry checked a device strapped to his wrist which Draco assumed was some type of muggle time piece, "twenty minutes, give or take, is that ok?"

"It's perfect, I'm going to grab a bite from the kitchens, would you like anything?" He really was rather famished.

"Treacle tart, oh and some hot chocolate?"

"Your wish is my command, now hurry," He stepped just a little closer to Harry and lowered his voice, "I need, very badly, to get you alone for a while," His actions had the exact effect he'd wanted, Harry lost himself for a moment and tried to lean in for a kiss.

"Not here, love, unless you've decided to go ahead and out us, in which case feel free to continue," Harry jerked back, scanned the hallway, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Oh, you play dirty."

"You have no idea, Harry. Hopefully I'll soon get to enlighten you, but for now, we're wasting time. I'm going to the kitchens, you to your dorm, and make it quick, please?"

"I'm on it, Mister Bossy. First one back gets a special treat, and no, not anything you're thinking. Ready… Set… Go!" Just like that, Harry was off running. Draco took his time, since he didn't know what the 'special treat' was, he didn't really care which one of them won.

He did make it before Harry though, and found himself excited at the prospect of his still unknown prize. Harry appeared out of thin air shortly after Draco had lowered himself to the floor to wait.

"Well, you win. So, I guess you get the prize. We need to do this fast, though, so we aren't noticed. I want you to pace in this area," Harry indicated the path he wished Draco to follow, "and think about what kind of room you'd like us to spend the next few hours in, and make sure you also think about us needing privacy and no one being able to intrude."

Draco was confused for all of ten seconds, until he realized what Harry must have stumbled upon. The hidden room of Hogwarts. What legends called the Room of Requirement, it was just too perfect and amazing luck on Harry's part. Merlin but the world seemed to bend to that boy.

He made the necessary trips back and forth and, even knowing what would happen, was awed as a door shimmered into being on the wall across from the tapestry.

"How you are so damned lucky is a mystery to me, Harry, but I'm not going to object. It seems as if my luck has changed recently as well, and I think it has everything to do with you," He seized Harry's arm and dragged him into the room.

"Wow, Draco, a fire?" The room was small and cozy. There was nothing more than a fireplace, a settee, and a small table with two chairs where they could eat their snack. He had meant for there to also be one other room, a small loo, but noticed there were two doors on the far wall. Harry was going to inspect, and Draco sat the shrunken picnic basket he'd been holding on the table and joined him.

The first door Harry opened did indeed reveal a restroom. Again, it was nothing fancy, just a toliet, a sink, and a small shower. "You really did think of everything, didn't you? I did expect it to be a bit more grand though."

"I could try again? Think about some of the rooms at the Manor?" He hadn't meant for Harry to be disappointed.

"No, this is just fine, the room tunes itself to what you need, and I like the fact that it's not over the top. It says something about you that it's so modest," Harry smiled as he moved on to the next door.

"Yes, it says that I'm more worried about my company than where we spend time together. I'm not sure what's in there, I was only thinking of being able to lounge in front of a fire and use the loo when we need to do so."

The door swung open to reveal another room, this one much larger. There was a plush black carpet covering the entire floor except the area surrounding a large round tub, the flooring there was black marble. The tub itself had golden faucets and there were candles placed around the rim. That was almost ok. What was not acceptable was the huge bed that was the centerpiece of the room. There were golden hangings pulled back to expose green silk bed clothes and a multitude of big, fluffy pillows. Draco was stunned. He hadn't asked for this, at all.

He finally focused on Harry, from his spot behind the other boy he couldn't see his face, but Harry's shoulders were starting to shake. Draco was prepared to either apologize or completely deny that this room had been of his design to begin with. He was just settling on denial when laughter began to trickle from the boy in front of him until it was pouring out in waves.

"Harry, I didn't ask for this, I swear," He really didn't understand why this was so funny.

"Yeah… b-but tell me it… it's not exactly wh-what you… you'd want," It was obvious Harry was trying to get himself together.

"I mean, it's nice, but…" He wasn't even sure how to finish the sentence because it did seem like the perfect place for him, if he could be so lucky as to spend his nights with Harry.

"It's ok, Draco. It's kind of refreshing. This is just so you. It's helping me to reconcile the boy I've known all these years with the boy who wrote such sweet letters to me the past two days. I like the idea that you aren't completely different from what I thought," Harry turned to face him, and Draco was comforted by the lack of anger in Harry's deportment.

"I told you, Draco, the room knows what you want, even if you don't. It can pick out what you try to hide from yourself or others. Besides, I like the fact that you want me. Now, if we'd opened the door from the outside and this was the only thing in the room, I'd have been worried. But, you obviously want to relax in front of the fire with me, you want to eat with me, you want to bathe with me, and you want to sleep with me. It sounds pretty balanced to me."

Harry walked up to him and gently ran his fingers across Draco's forehead effectively swiping the hair back from his eyes. He let those fingers trace the curve of Draco's face and on down along his sharp jaw line. Draco hadn't breathed since the second Harry had touched him, but when Harry let his hand wander farther down, along his exposed collarbone, Draco inhaled a shaky breath. Harry was watching him intently, as if gauging his reaction, which was silly since the boy already knew Draco wanted him.

"Do you know that you are beautiful? I mean, I know you know you're attractive, but did you know you are absolutely magnificent?" Harry was staring at his lips then, but glanced up to let Draco know that it hadn't been a rhetorical question.

"No, not until just now, not until you said it," He knew that he should wait for Harry to come to him, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Draco wanted to kiss Harry, so he did. He didn't let his hands wander as he would've liked, instead he placed one on each side of Harry's face and let his thumbs caress perfect cheekbones. He dove deeper than he ever had before. Their first couple kisses were heated and passionate. The last was sweet and damned near innocent. This was both.

It was Draco's back against the wall this time, but he still took complete control and Harry let him. Draco had kissed a few people in his time, but none who kissed like Harry. None who could either own him or be owned by him with the simple glide of lips and the sweet slide of tongues. He explored every crevice in Harry's mouth with the reverence and care one might show when handling a rare jewel.

The hand that Harry had propped on the wall came down to stroke Draco's side. He expected it to stay right there, but when it started to move Draco melted further. Harry's hand moved up and in between them to feel the muscles in Draco's stomach. Draco's heart started to pound harder, he was breathing even more heavily through his nose, and he felt certain parts of himself taking even more interest in Harry's curious exploration. When he felt one single finger run down the middle of his abdomen to the top of his trousers, he broke their kiss.

He tried to calm himself before speaking, but knew there was evidence of his lust lingering in his voice, and maybe that was ok. He wanted Harry to now how needy he was, but he also wanted Harry to know that they could take their time, that they didn't have to do anything more than just be with each other tonight. There was a lot of hurt and confusion swirling around both of them just then, and sex might just be the last thing they should worry about.

"Love? I like this, I really do," He pushed his hips forward to let Harry know just how much, "but, let's leave off for now, yeah? You have treacle tart and hot chocolate waiting for you and I'm rather hungry myself," His stomach growled right on cue and Harry laughed.

"Ok, but more of this later? I don't want to talk about or think about prophecies or deranged parents tonight, ok?" He could tell that Harry did need to forget, if only for a little while, what was waiting on the other side of this room, so he agreed.

"Just you and me, food, a warm fire, and some conversation, yeah, that sounds good to me," Just because he didn't have to refrain, he kissed Harry's cheek before moving them off the wall and toward the table. He firmly closed the bedroom door behind him, resolved that it would not be opened again that night.

"And kissing, you forgot the kissing," Harry grinned pleadingly at Draco over his shoulder, and really, who could deny that boy anything? As he nodded Draco thought that maybe the world had it right. Harry deserved to get anything and everything he wanted.
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