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All is fair in the game called love	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29070 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
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Author's note: Yes, my exams are finally over! *falls over*

Thanks to the following reviewers: cocobyrd87 (sadly getting rid of Dumbledore will be impossible, because he plays the major villain in the sequel); Madamdragon and unneeded

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 19: An interesting Halloween

Harry thought that this was the worst time of his life. Not even the years with the Dursleys could compare to this. It had been two days since Sirius had been brought back to the infirmary. He was still alive, but barely and Pomfrey couldn't tell if he ever would wake up from his coma or not.

Harry had never been so afraid in his life as now. He hadn't even been that scared last year in the Ministry; of course, his body had been working on adrenaline, so it had held the shock off. He was so scared that Sirius would die, that he would leave Harry too, just like his parents. And if Sirius died, he would lose Remus too. Not that Remus would kill himself, but he probably would leave. After all, if he lost Sirius, then Remus wouldn't have any best friends left. Harry doubted he would be enough to keep the man with him. He would be all alone again.

Today, he had followed his classes again. Harry had skipped his classes yesterday because he had been too much in shock. He had sat all day in the infirmary, next to Sirius' bed, staring at nothing. He hadn't reacted when Draco and Blaise had tried to make him go with them to take his mind of the accident for a few moments, but had been furious when Dumbledore had tried to remove him. Dumbledore had only stopped trying when the windows began to shatter and a whirlwind had appeared, right in the middle of the hospital. Harry had only calmed down when his pets had cuddled him.

Ruby, Sapphire and Garin were all worried about their master. They hated it to see him so upset. But what could they do? They could harm the old man, who was responsible for their master's suffer, but that would require leaving their master alone, defenseless. They couldn't risk that. So, instead, they tried to offer their master their support, letting him know that he wasn't alone.

It hadn't mattered that Harry had followed his classes; he had just sat there, staring blankly in front of him, counting down the hours until he could go back to the hospital wing. Every two hours, Remus would come as well to see how Sirius was – and how Harry was doing. Harry didn't notice it, because he had retreated in himself again due to shock, but everyone was very worried. Harry hadn't once cried or had been angry when he heard the news. He just sat there, next to Sirius with a blank look on his face. It scared Remus to see his cub like that. Nobody had managed to get a reaction from Harry; after the disastrous visit of the Headmaster, it was as if Harry had shut down. He didn't respond to anyone; even Draco hadn't managed to do something. The blond Slytherin spent most of his time with Harry, talking to him or just generally sitting next to him. Even Blaise had tried to coax Harry to react again. It hadn't worked.

It was now seven p.m. Dinnertime. Remus went to the hospital wing and as suspected, Harry was sitting in the chair next to Sirius. Remus looked at Sirius; he was in exactly the same position as he was left two days ago. Still no signs of improvement. Oh, his wounds were all healed , though his broken bones had taken a while to heal due to the severity of the breaks, but Sirius was simply not waking up from his coma. Pomfrey hadn't been able to tell if he would wake up soon or if he would be in a coma for years.

Remus sat down in the chair next to Harry's. "Harry, are you hungry?"

The boy shook his head, not looking up.

"How are you now?" Remus cringed a bit at how insensitive it sounded, but how on earth was he supposed to phrase that question properly?

Harry shrugged, still not answering.

Remus sighed and rubbed his face tiredly. What was he supposed to do with Harry? If he was angry, Remus could have listened to his rant and then soothe him; if he cried, Remus could comfort him. He knew how to handle those things, but he couldn't handle Harry's reaction. Was Harry immensely upset or furious inside? Remus didn't understand why Harry didn't show his feelings. Harry had never had problems showing his emotions; his destruction of Dumbledore's office last year when he was furious at the Headmaster proved that.

"Harry, cub, why don't we…" Remus started to suggest, but was interrupted when the door to the infirmary opened.

"Honestly, Ron, Hermione told you not to taunt Crookshanks. It's your own damn fault." Seamus laughed.

Sapphire and Ruby rose to their feet, their whole body tense.

"How was I supposed to know that bloody cat would react that badly? Merlin, this stings!" Ron complained.

When they reached Sirius' bed, Remus could see that Ron's hand was scratched badly. The gash was long and blood was welling up. Hermione's cat had been very annoyed apparently.

"I'll get Pomfrey." Seamus chuckled and without looking at Sirius' bed, he walked to Pomfrey's office.

Unfortunately, Ron did take notice of them and a light sneer appeared on his face. "So Black is here. I thought he was on a mission or something?"

Remus raised an eyebrow at the use of Sirius' last name. As Harry's family, they had gotten on Ron's bad side too, it seemed. "Yes, Sirius was on a mission. He has just returned."

Ron snorted. "Yeah, but not healthy apparently. What has happened now?"

"That's not your concern." Remus replied calmly.

Ron glared at him, but shifted his attention to Harry, who had not looked up once the whole time Ron was there.

"What's wrong with you? Cat got your tongue?" Ron sneered, taking in the pale appearance of Harry.

Harry didn't answer nor did he look up.

"Are you deaf?"

"Leave him alone." Remus said, but his eyes held a warning.

"What? Does he need you to speak for him? Surrounded by Slytherins has made him even more pathetic, I see." Ron sneered, malice clearly ringing through his voice.

"Forty points from Gryffindor." Remus replied. "I suggest you leave us alone now."

Ron glared. "Fine, but you can't protect him forever, professor." He nearly spat out the word 'professor'.

"Mister Weasley, what seems to be the problem?" Pomfrey came bustling in, tutting her lips when she saw the scratch. She gave him some healing balm and sent the boys away. Then she turned towards them and her face softened a bit.

"I'm sorry, but you have to leave for tonight. Visitor hours are over." She said softly. "If he wakes up tonight, I'll call you immediately."

"All right. Come on, Harry, I'll bring you back to your dorm." Remus said softly and stood up.

Harry stood up too and together with Remus, he walked to the dungeons.

"Try to have a good night rest and … stay out of trouble, okay?" Remus said softly, his amber eyes showing his concern.

Harry nodded and slipped inside the common room.

Remus sighed and made his way to his rooms. Tiredly, he changed into some pajamas (not realizing they were of Sirius. Because Sirius frequently stayed the night, there were a lot of clothes of him lying around) and collapsed into his bed, sleep catching him quickly.

The next day, it was Friday and it went pretty much the same as the day before, except that Ron had tried to curse Harry when he walked to Transfiguration. Unfortunately for him, a few Slytherins were quicker and had cursed back, leaving Ron with huge painful festering swellings. McGonagall had been furious and had given the Slytherins detention and took fifty points away. Despite the pain, Ron had been snickering – that was until McGonagall took fifty points from Gryffindor and gave him detention as well. Ron had raged about the unfairness of it, but it just resulted in more points being taken off from Gryffindor.

This incident just convinced Draco more that he shouldn't leave Harry out of his sight. He now even went as far as accompanying Harry to his Occlumency lesson that evening.

"I'll see you back in two hours, okay?" Draco said softly and with his hands on Harry's thin shoulders.

Harry nodded absently and after he had knocked, he walked into Snape's quarters.

Reluctantly, Draco made his way back to the Slytherin common room. Even he realized it would be a bit too much if he stayed there for two hours.

Blaise looked up from his book when Draco entered the dorms. "Merlin, you managed to just leave him there instead of waiting there? I'm impressed."

"Shut up." Draco growled, falling on his bed.

Blaise shut his book and his smirk disappeared. "No, seriously, Draco, don't you see you're a little bit … I don't know – overprotective? Obsessed? Possessive?"

"I'm not overprotective, nor obsessed or possessive!" Draco protested. "Where do you get those nonsense, idiot?"

"Oh, please, Draco." Blaise snorted. "You won't leave Harry out of your sight. Just now, you brought him to Snape's quarters and my guess is you're going to pick him up later too. When he's talking to Longbottom or Loony, you're watching him like a hawk. It even creeps me out and that's saying something. You even accompany him when he visits his godfather! It's okay you want to protect him and be with him since you're friends now, but Draco, you're pushing it! I'm surprised Harry hasn't yelled at you yet. You have to give him some space, Drake." Blaise sighed and pushed a strand of his hair behind his ear. "Harry's a big boy. He can protect himself if someone attacks him."

"I know that." Draco mumbled, not looking in Blaise's eyes.

"Can you at least tell me why you're so obsessed with Harry? It's almost as if you're in love with him or something like that and you don't want Harry's attention on anyone but you." Blaise joked, chuckling.

Draco bit on his lip and a light blush colored his cheeks.

Blaise stopped chuckling as soon as he saw that. "Draco, is it true? Are you in love with Harry?" He asked incredulously.

"What does it matter to you if I'm in love with Harry or not?" Draco muttered.

"It doesn't really matter to me, but it certainly explains why you act like you do."

Silence reigned for a few minutes.

"When are you going to tell him? Or ask him out?"

Draco stared at him. "So you're not grossed out by the fact that I'm gay and I want Harry?"

"I would be a hypocrite to be grossed out considering I'm bisexual myself and I admit Harry's hot. Especially without those glasses." Blaise grinned. "I'd say: go for it."

That's easier said than done, Draco thought with a sigh. I don't even know if he swings that way.

Snape frowned when he saw another dream of Potter in which he lost his family. Potter had been trying to keep him out of his mind and he had succeeded a few times, but Snape still managed to see some memories.

With a sigh, he lowered his wand. "Why are you so afraid of losing your family? The mutt will wake up soon, I'm sure of that. So why are you afraid?"

Harry didn't answer and his eyes were locked to the ground.

Snape studied him. The boy before him was very pale, had bags underneath his eyes and looked as thin as they had found him in the beginning of last summer. He understood now the worries of his godson and the Wolf.

He noticed how Potter began to tremble and the grip on his wand tightened. Snape briefly pinched his nose; he really wasn't suited for this, but if it helped Potter gain some normality back and if this would soothe his godson's worries, then so be it. He only hoped that James Potter wasn't watching down on them.

"Potter, it's okay to let go. It's unhealthy to rein your emotions in all the time. The mutt will have an attack if he heard that you bottle everything up." Snape spoke gently, placing his wand in his pocket.

Harry shook his head, but his shoulders were shaking.

"Come on, Harry, it's no shame to show your emotions every once in a while. You need to let it go." Snape said and hesitantly placed his hand on Harry's shoulder, frowning when he felt how thin the boy was.

His words – or was it the touch? – did the trick. As if a wall had crumbled down, Harry began to cry. His whole body shook with the sobs he produced and with a sigh, Snape led him towards the couch. After hesitating, Snape embraced Harry and awkwardly patted him on his back.

He really wasn't suited for this.

"Can you tell me why you're so afraid?"

"It's – it's my fault Sirius's hurt." Harry hiccupped, fisting the robes in front of him.

"Why do you think that?"

"If I – I wasn't born or – or if I defeated Vol – Voldemort immediately, Si – Sirius wouldn't ha – have been sent on – on that mission." Harry cried, his words falling out his mouth like a waterfall.

"Potter, none of this was your fault. Nobody regrets your birth and nobody expects you to defeat the Dark Lord immediately. If someone is to blame, then you have to blame the Dark Lord and the Headmaster, but you're certainly not to blame. For Merlin's sake, you're just sixteen, Potter. You're a mere child." Snape replied frustrated. Maybe it was about time they had to discuss Potter's issues.

"But wha – what if he dies? Remus won't – won't forgive me an – and leave too. I – I don't want to lose them." Harry trembled, but his sobs were slowing down.

Snape grabbed his shoulders and pushed him a bit backwards, so he could look Harry in his eyes. "Potter, listen carefully, because I will not repeat myself: Black is an annoying idiot who'll even come back from the death to be with you and to annoy the hell out of me. The mutt will be fine. As for the Werewolf – where were you when I taught you about werewolves? The wolf inside Lupin sees you as his cub; you're a member of his pack. He wouldn't be able to leave you and he won't. Do you understand?"

Harry nodded trembling.

Snape gave him a handkerchief and sent a message to Lupin. He was the boy's family after all.

To Snape's astonishment, he found Potter sleeping on his couch. With another sigh, he placed the Calming Draught on his desk. Thank Merlin he had called Lupin to come here, otherwise he would had to bring Potter back to his dorms on his own. He had already tarnished his reputation enough for tonight. No need to destroy it entirely.

A knock on the door woke him from his thoughts. With a flick of his wand, Snape opened the door to reveal Remus Lupin.

"I got your message. What's wrong?" Remus asked curiously and stepped into the room.

"Your godson finally decided to tell what bothered him and cried himself to sleep. Be so kind to take him back to his dorms." Snape answered.

In a flash, Remus stood by Harry and kneeled down. He stroked Harry's hair back and saw the red rimmed closed eyes of his cub.

"What was bothering him?" Remus asked concerned.

Snape turned his eyes upwards. "If I tell you, will you then leave?"

"And I was just enjoying your company." Remus rolled his eyes.

Snape scowled at him. "He believed it was his fault that your precious mutt was hurt and he's afraid that if Black dies, you leave him too."

Remus looked perplexed. "Why would he think such things?"

In response, Snape only raised an eyebrow. Both knew it was the Dursleys' fault.

Remus sighed and carefully picked Harry up, frowning when he felt how light Harry was. "Thank you for helping Harry." He said with difficulty.

"I only did it to relieve Draco's worries." Snape replied stiffly.

Remus smiled. "Of course. Good night, Severus."

Snape nodded in reply and closed the door behind Lupin.

He had just finished marking the last paper of a fourth year Ravenclaw, when a knock disturbed the silence. With a growl he stood up and opened the door. He sighed. "What do you want, brat?"

Draco glared. "I'm here to pick up Harry because his lesson is done."

Snape raised an eyebrow. If he heard right, this would mean that Lupin hadn't brought Potter back to the dorms. The sentimental idiot probably had taken Potter to his quarters to have a family bonding moment in the morning. Bloody Gryffindors.

"He isn't here. He told me what had bothered him for the last couple of days, cried himself to sleep and I had Lupin picking him up. I guess he brought Potter to his quarters to talk to him in the morning." Snape answered, crossing his arms.

"What was it that bothered Harry?" Draco asked quickly.

"You have to ask him." Snape simply answered.

Draco scowled at him and turned around to go to Lupin's quarters, so he could talk to Harry.

Snape grabbed his shoulder. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I want to speak with Harry." Draco replied.

"No, you won't. This is something between Lupin and Potter. You can talk to him tomorrow, but for now you will leave him alone. Go back to your dorms, Draco." Snape said and his eyes warned Draco there would be consequences if he disobeyed.

"Fine." Draco muttered and angrily made his way back to his dorms.

Snape watched him going. He really should talk with Lucius about Draco's obsessive behaviour with Potter.

On Sunday night, Garin decided it was enough. True, his master was doing better; after his talk with the dark man and the one who smelled like a wolf, his master wasn't as depressed as before and he ate and talked more. The blond boy had been especially happy about that.

Garin didn't know if it would work, but it had helped his master when he had been poisoned, so there was a chance.

Garin waited until his master had gone to sleep and then slithered out of the dungeon to the infirmary. It was a long way and he could have been faster if the lion brought him, but the lion and the cat were needed to protect their master.

Eventually, Garin reached the hospital wing. Luckily, someone had left the door open and Garin made his way to the bed where the godfather of his master laid. He halted when he heard the voice of the man who smelled like a wolf.

"God damn it, Sirius! When will you finally wake up? You promised everything would be fine. You swore you would be okay!" Remus hissed and his hand clamped down on one of Sirius' hands. "Don't you understand how much we miss you? How much I miss you? You can't leave me alone! Wake up, you stupid dog!" A few tears fell down on the sheets.

Carefully, Garin slipped underneath the sheets and searched for a vein in the man's leg. He found one and sunk his teeth in the flesh. He wouldn't leave a mark like he did to his master, because he was already bonded to his master; his poison slowly made his way into the blood stream and Garin released the ankle. He had done all he could; it was time to go back to his master.

Remus never saw the snake disappearing.

He sighed and wiped his tears away. It was late, he should go back to his quarters. He turned around to leave, but froze when he heard the voice he had missed so much the past few weeks, "I really thought heaven would be much brighter."

Remus turned around quickly and his mouth dropped open when he saw Sirius awake and sitting up. "Sirius?" He whispered, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Sirius looked at him and grinned. "So I'm not dead? That's good because being dead would suck. How long was I out, Moony?"

"Five days." Remus answered dazed, still not fully understanding what was happening.

"You can fill me in on the details later. Now are you going to hug me? Or do I have to drag you?" Sirius asked happily and opened his arms.

Remus grinned and hurried to Sirius, diving into his arms. They hugged and without thinking, only acting on his long suppressed feelings, Remus pressed his lips against Sirius', finally tasting him after all those years. When Sirius didn't react after a few seconds, Remus got a sinking feeling and he pulled back.

"I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have done this. I just thought you… Never mind; forget about this." Remus babbled and scrambled back, trying to hide his pain at the rejection. He knew he shouldn't have done this. Why did he have to be so stupid? Sirius would be disgusted by him and wouldn't want to be friends with him anymore. What had he been thinking? Sirius would never go for a pathetic monster like him. He should have been content with their friendship, but no, he had wanted more. He had ruined everything now.

Two arms pulled him back and Remus fell down on Sirius' warm body. A hand pulled his chin up so he looked Sirius in his blue grey eyes. "You really should stop rambling so much, Moony. It ruins the moment." Sirius whispered and pressed his mouth against Remus' again. Remus smiled in the kiss and kissed eagerly back.

Shyly, Remus opened his mouth when Sirius' tongue swept over his lower lip. Their tongues met and Remus was thankful that he was lying down, because his legs were trembling from the intensity of their kiss.

Eventually their need to breath broke them apart; both were breathing heavily.

Sirius shifted so Remus was lying next to him in his arms. "That is what I call a fantastic welcome back. Now care to tell me what happened when I was out?"

Draco woke up the next morning, because he felt his bed moving which in turn caused him to move. Blearily he opened his eyes to see Harry jumping up and down, obviously excited.

Somehow Draco managed to grab Harry's waist to stop him, but Harry fell on top of him with an oomph. He kept grinning though.

"What has you grinning like an idiot, Potter?" Draco mumbled, clearly not a morning person. Even with his crush currently on top of him.

"It's unbelievable! I got a note from Moony earlier, saying Sirius is awake! Can you believe it? Sirius is out of his coma!" Harry laughed and then scrambled of the bed. "I'm going to visit him now! See you later, Dray!"

Draco blinked and decided to take a shower before joining Harry. He hoped Harry wouldn't be this active every morning. He wasn't sure if his hormones would survive that.

With a snarl, Dumbledore threw his documents on the floor. How was this possible? He had planned everything perfectly. The curse he had placed on Black had been slowly draining the life from him. He should have died last night! Instead, he received a note from Pomfrey stating that Black had woken up this morning, healthy and without any lasting problems. How could this have happened?

Breathing heavily, Dumbledore stared out of his window. He would have to find another way to remove Black from Potter's life. He would get his way, one way or another.

Because Halloween was on Wednesday, the students had gotten a long weekend. There would be a Halloween party, starting at eight p.m., but most Slytherins had decided to have a party in their dorms. Over the past few weeks, there had been numerous fights between Gryffindors and Slytherins and there had been even fights between Slytherins and Ravenclaws. They just wanted to have a quiet night without any fights.

That morning, Harry and Draco were visiting Remus and Sirius, who were now officially living together. They had been nervous when they told Harry they were now a couple, but Harry had soothed their worries. The only thing that mattered to him was that his godparents were happy.

"Say, Harry, do you have a costume for tonight?" Sirius suddenly asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Harry eyed him warily. "No. Why?"

"Harry didn't want to buy one." Draco pouted.

"What is your costume, Draco?" Remus asked curiously from his place on Sirius' lap.

"A prince of course." Draco grinned.

Harry rolled his eyes while Remus chuckled.

"Well, I bought you a costume, pup and you would make this old man happy if you wore it." Sirius pouted and gave Harry a package.

With dread, Harry opened the box and immediately closed it again before Draco could take a look.

Harry went red. "Oh hell no! I'm not wearing that!" He protested.

"But Harry! You would look so adorable in it!" Sirius whined and gave his godson puppy eyes.

"I'm a sixteen year old boy, Padfoot! I don't want to be adorable and I'm not a freaking girl either! What were you thinking?" Harry snapped.

"It can't be that bad, cub." Remus soothed.

Harry raised an eyebrow and let take Remus a look.

"All right, it's bad." Remus agreed and promptly whacked Sirius on his head. "What were you thinking, Sirius? Do you want to get your godson raped?"

If it was even possible, Harry got redder and he spluttered.

Draco looked incredulous. Raped? How bad was that costume?

Sirius pouted and rubbed the sore spot on his head. "Come on, Moony. Harry won't get raped. He can defend himself and Draco is glued to his side. Nothing bad will happen." Then he turned towards Harry. "Please, Harry, please wear it. You would look good in it. You can burn it afterwards if you want."

"If I get beaten into a bloody pulp because of it, I'm going to beat the hell out of you in return, Padfoot." Harry sighed.

Sirius beamed. Victory.

Draco's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw Harry in his costume. Harry was dressed as a black cat. He wore a long sleeved black shirt, black pants with a tail on it and pair of cat's ears was visible in his hair. The tips of the ears were white. He even had whiskers on his face.

It should be illegal to look so hot, Draco thought and his eyes roamed over Harry's body and he masked a moan.

Harry's face reddened underneath Draco' gaze and he distracted himself with studying Draco's costume. Draco was dressed like a traditional prince, all in white. He wore a cape too and even had a sword fastened on his belt. Draco looked… handsome. Harry blushed more at that thought.

"Be honest: how ridiculous do I look?" Harry asked, breaking the silence.

"You don't look ridiculous. You look good in it. Hot even." Draco breathed, before blushing too.

Harry cleared his throat. "Thanks. You look good too. It suits you."

"Damn Potter, you look hot." Blaise whistled and entered the room. He was dressed like a vampire, teeth and all.

Draco rolled his eyes and huffed. "Stop drooling, Zabini."

"What are we going to do?" Harry asked, shifting the attention off of him.

Blaise grinned. "Something we do each year on Halloween: Truth or Dare."

Harry didn't get a good feeling at seeing Blaise's grin.

They were with fifteen, all gathered in their dorm, sitting in a circle. So far, most of them had chosing truth, though, afterwards, most wished they hadn't heard the truth from some persons.

"Blaise, truth or dare?" Draco asked.

"Dare. I'm not scared." Blaise grinned.

Draco smirked. "I dare you to go in your underwear to Snape's quarters and tell Snape you always fantasize that he spanks you because you were a bad boy."

The whole group laughed at seeing Blaise's disgusted face. "You have a sick twisted mind, Malfoy." He growled, but stepped out of his clothes. The whole group waited behind a corner while Blaise knocked.

Snape raised an eyebrow when he saw the state Blaise was in.

"Good evening, sir. I'm sorry to disturb you, but you see, I always fantasize in the night that you spank me because I have been naughty. Think you can help me out? Because I've been a bad boy." Blaise said, biting on his lip.

"Mister Zabini, if you don't disappear this instance, you will get something much worse than a spanking. Oh and detention with Professor McGonagall Monday evening at eight p.m. And get some clothes." Snape replied calmly before shutting the door.

The whole group lay double from laughter when they were back in the dorms.

"Classic, Blaise." Draco grinned.

"Go to hell, Malfoy. Harry, truth or dare?" Blaise asked annoyed.

Harry smiled. "Dare."

A malicious glint appeared in Blaise's eyes and Draco got wary.

"I dare you to kiss Draco on the mouth with tongue and you have to sit on his lap for the entire night." Blaise said grinning.

Draco cursed inwardly. That son of a bitch! He chose that dare on purpose! He would kill him – after thanking him for giving him the chance to kiss Harry.

"Fine, but I will get you back for this, Zabini." Harry growled and stood up. He walked to Draco and sat on his lap. He curled his arms around Draco's neck and felt Draco curling his arms around his waist. For a moment, they looked each other in the eye. Harry saw something stirring in the depths of Draco's grey eyes; something he recognized, but couldn't name.

Harry bent his head to Draco's and closed his eyes when he awkwardly pressed his lips against Draco's. This was only his second kiss (the first being with Cho) and he didn't know how to kiss right. Luckily for him, Draco knew what to do. He pressed Harry closer to his body and deepened the kiss; his lips hungrily sucking on Harry's lower lip, his tongue begging for entrance. Harry gasped and Draco slid his tongue inside the moist cavern, searching for Harry's tongue and engaging it in a heated battle.

Harry was losing himself in the sensations. Merlin but Draco was one hell of a kisser! He tasted like peppermint and peaches and Harry couldn't get enough of him. He whimpered when Draco's tongue roamed in his mouth and he buried his hands in Draco's soft hair, marveling at the silk texture of it.

Draco was in heaven. Here he was, kissing Harry with the boy sitting on his lap. The best of it was that Harry was clearly enjoying it too, if he had to go by the whimpers the boy was producing.

Eventually their lungs screamed for air and they broke apart; both flushed and breathing heavily.

Blaise cleared his throat. "Well, euhm, who's next?"

Harry turned around on Draco's lap, so that he was sitting with his back against Draco's chest.

He had enjoyed the kiss. Too much even. What did this mean for him?

The rest of the evening, there was only one thing Harry could think off: his kiss with Draco. The most amazing kiss he ever had had.

AN2: Yes, I know sometimes slightly OOC but that can't be helped; sorry ^^; Hopefully you still liked it! Please leave your thoughts behind in a review!

See you all this Friday!

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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