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The Bar	By : hedwig_927 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9128 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)

I think this chapter is a bit better! Still quite long though. Whatever this story is it’s gonna be smutty, so hopefully a plot develops along the way ;)

So that being said be warned this starts off with more smut. Enjoy :)

Chapter 2

Harry stirred. He felt the unfamiliar warmth of another person against him.
He froze.
Malfoy.
Him and Malfoy shagged last night. His heart started racing. Harry was still nuzzled into Malfoy’s. No.. Draco’s neck, the blond’s arms wrapped around him. He could sense the man holding him was still sleeping as his heart rate was slow and his breathing quiet.
Think, Harry think. He had no idea what to do. Should he stay? Should he try and get out? He couldn’t think straight, entwined in the blond’s firm grasp. Even his scent was making him dizzy with lust.
Fuck. Harry cursed himself. How could be be thinking about fucking him again? It hadn’t even been 12 hours. Draco stirred, but just a bit, loosening his grip on Harry.
This was his chance.
Harry slowly moved Draco’s arm from around him, trying to slip away. He had managed to get to the edge of the bed, before a hand lightly grabbed his wrist.
"Harry.." A groggy, husky voice called out. Harry couldn’t help but find Draco’s morning voice incredibly sexy. He turned to look at the blond. He was rubbing his eyes with his other hand, before sitting up.
Blinking away the sleep Draco looked at Harry. "Where are you going?" He asked, a small but subtle pout forming on his face.
"Bathroom." Harry lied.
Draco chuckled and sighed with what Harry thought might be relief. "It’s through that door, to the left." And he leaned in to kiss Harry.
Harry melted. He pushed further into Draco, deepening the kiss, against his better judgement.
Draco let out a tired moan, before pulling away, allowing Harry to get up to use the bathroom.
Harry made his way to the bathroom, trying not to make his movements seem hurried.
He looked into the mirror, arms against the counter. He splashed water onto his face and ran his fingers through his hair.
He was freaking out. His mind racing. Last night was so good, too good. He felt so drawn, so close to his..former enemy? Was he still his enemy? After last night? Harry didn’t know what to do, he had actually liked being in Draco’s arms.
And on top of it Draco was acting as if they’d never been enemies, almost like they’d been...like they...
His thoughts trailed off. He had called him baby for Merlin’s sake. Fuck..That couldn’t be serious though.
Harry thought to apparate out, but that would be rude, especially after sharing such an intense moment together. He would make up an excuse to leave. He was expected at the Weasley’s later that day, he could always lie about the time, right? Right?
Did he want to lie? Was there even a reason to? Did he even want to leave?
His mind was racing. His stared at himself in the mirror. He had little love bites all over his neck and chest, and on his hip bones. He was still naked. His eyes were especially green this morning. He put his face in his hands. Fuck.
He wanted to cry and he didn’t know why. He felt so exposed, having second thoughts like maybe he had done something wrong. Everything did happen so fast...shit.
Harry sighed and splashed his face with water again. Then he decided to actually use the bathroom, and did some freshening up trying to take his mind off it.
After that he was stuck staring into the mirror again. He was terrified to go out there, his heart thundering in his chest. He couldn’t go back out there.
Before he knew what was happening his hands were at his face again and he was crying..sobbing actually. Harry tried to wipe the tears from his eyes, but they just kept coming. He wanted to keep quiet, so Draco wouldn’t hear him, but he was letting out whimpers he couldn’t contain.
*Knock*
There was a knock at the door.
*Knock*
Another one. Then a voice.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Draco’s voice sounded worried.
Harry tried his best to compose himself. "Yeah, yeah..I’m okay." He managed to say, but his voice wavered.
"Could I come in?" Draco asked softly.
Harry nodded before realizing Draco could not see him. "Yes, one second." Harry said, before splashing his face with water again and wiping his face dry. His eyes were still brimming with tears.
He went to go unlock the door and opened it slowly. Draco was on the other side with a look of sorrow on his face. He had his briefs on and suddenly Harry felt even more exposed. Draco must’ve followed Harry’s gaze because he stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a towel off the wall, handing it to Harry. Harry wrapped it around his waist and felt a bit better, tears still threatening to spill over.
Draco brought up a hand to Harry’s shoulder and rubbed his arm. "Harry.." Draco said soothingly, before pulling the sullen man into an embrace.
Harry broke down. He cried against the blond’s shoulder. What had gotten into him? He thought. Why on earth was he so emotional over a bit of shagging? He’d done it with multiple people before, people he hadn’t and had connections with. Why was this time different? And why did Draco’s touch feel so good?
Draco rubbed a hand up and down Harry’s back, then kissed him on the top of his head. This managed to calm Harry down a bit and he stopped crying, but he hadn’t moved his face from Draco’s shoulder.
Draco grasped Harry by his biceps and slowly moved the dark haired man away from him, looking at him the entire time. Harry looked away from Draco’s gaze, feeling self conscious, tears still streaming down his face.
Draco leaned down to kiss Harry’s tear stained cheek, letting his lips linger on his skin before pulling away. Harry looked at him. Then Harry’s eyes locked on Draco’s lips.
He met Draco’s eyes, suddenly filled with a need so strong. He leaned forward and kissed him, moaning.
Draco stiffened for a second before deepening the kiss. Flitting a tongue on Harry’s lips, looking for entrance. Harry allowed it, and Draco moaned into his mouth, before grabbing his waist and backing him up against the bathroom counter.
They were both breathing heavily as Draco brought his hands up, dragging his nails lightly against Harry’s back, and entwining his fingers in Harry’s dark, messy hair. Harry moaned from the touch and broke the kiss, throwing his head back.
He needed him. This was a need.
"Draco." Harry breathed, leaning his forehead against the blond’s.
"Yes?" Draco asked, his breathing as heavy as Harry’s.
"I want you." Harry said firmly, his eyes dark with lust.
Draco swallowed. "Are you sure?" He asked cautiously.
Harry nodded and placed a kiss on Draco’s lips. He brought his hand down, lightly touching Draco’s bare chest gently with his finger tips. "I’m sure." He said. "Do you want this?" Harry asked, suddenly nervous.
Draco gasped, and let out a small moan. "Mhm." He nodded desperately, crashing his lips onto Harry’s.
Harry kissed back with fervour, moaning against the blond. "Ohh." He cried out softly.
Draco whimpered, and lifted Harry so he was sitting on the counter. He pulled away from Harry’s lips and kissed down his jawline and neck. Harry moaned. Draco’s hands traveled down Harry’s sides, making him shudder. Draco brought his lips back to Harry's and they made out furiously.
Draco lifted Harry off the counter, not breaking the kiss, and smashed him into the wall adjacent them. Harry moaned and Draco let Harry’s legs drop to the floor, gently, and then cupped Harry’s painful erection through the towel. Harry whimpered and moaned.
"Draco." He breathed.
"Harry!" Draco moaned, his voice heavy with need. Draco grinded against Harry, making his erection very known. "Ugh!" The blond cried out. Harry whimpered again, bringing his lips to Draco’s neck and sucking hard. "Fuck!" Draco groaned, practically bashing Harry into the wall with his strong thrusts against him. Harry moaned loudly, then resumed kissing and nipping at Draco’s throat.
Draco pulled away from Harry, bringing a hand up to his neck. Harry was starting to realize Draco had a thing for choking, not that he minded one bit. He pushed Harry further into the wall and brought his face to Harry’s cheek. He licked a stripe up the previously tear stained surface.
"Mm." Draco hummed against Harry’s face, then kissed him all over, purposefully neglecting Harry’s lips. Harry bucked his hips. It was getting harder to breath, but somehow that made him want Draco more.
"Draco." Harry managed to say, his voice husky and strained. Draco growled against his face in response. "Mm..Draco!" Harry said more loudly now, wanting to hear the sexy blond’s voice.
"Yes, Harry?" Draco said, his voice deep and filled with lust. Harry mewled, and bucked his hips harder against him.
Draco tightened his grip around Harry’s throat. Harry reached his hands up trying to pry Draco’s hands off his neck. Draco pulled Harry’s hands away with his free one.
"Yes, Harry?" He said more threatening now. Harry whimpered and moaned.
Draco seized the opportunity of Harry’s open mouth to kiss his fully, ravishing and biting at his lips. Harry moaned again, gasping for air. His towel had now fallen off due to the aggression of his thrusts and he was bucking against the blond with so much vigor, he couldn’t stop moaning. He wanted him so bad, he needed him. "Ohh!" Harry cried, their lips together, a bit strangled by Draco’s hand.
Draco moaned before pulling away from Harry’s lips and moving to his ear. "Do I have to ask again, Harry?" He whispered angrily, and simultaneously stopped Harry from rutting against him by pushing his hips against the wall with his free hand.
Harry was revelling in the feeling of lust overtaking him. Harry shook his head vigorously. "N-no!" He croaked.
"Well, what then?" Draco said, his voice mesmerizing. Harry didn’t know what to say, but he knew what he was thinking. He wanted Draco to whip him around, chest pressed against the wall. He wanted to feel his long member enter him and fill him. He wanted to feel Draco’s hot come inside him. His heart skipped a beat. He wanted Draco to fuck him? No, he couldn’t want that.
He did. He wanted it so bad that he moaned out load. Draco tightened his grip impossibly more, making it an extreme task for Harry to breathe. "What, Harry?" Draco asked, angry.
Harry mewled. He didn’t want to share with the blond what he wished he was doing to him, so instead he said, choking "I-I want to..suck your c-cock!"
Draco threw his head back and moaned before grabbing Harry by the hair and pushing him to his knees. Harry fell, coughing and choking, rubbing his neck at the loss of Draco’s hand and ability to breathe properly again.
"Suck." Draco demanded, Harry’s hair still in his grip. Harry gulped. Draco’s briefs were still on, though his hard, long member was stretching the fabric tight. Harry brought his hands up to Draco’s waistband, pulling down his briefs.
He let them drop to the floor and Draco stepped out of them. Harry had finally caught his breath and leaned in, licking a stripe up his red, throbbing cock. Draco threw his head back, moaning. Harry wrapped his lips around Draco’s cock and sucked, inhaling Draco’s member to the hilt. Draco screamed. He started fucking Harry’s face, moaning and screaming with every thrust.
Harry was gagging, but he didn’t care. He loved the sounds coming out of the blond’s mouth. Draco took hold of Harry’s hair again and tugged hard.
"Ow!" Harry said, strangled with Draco’s cock in his mouth. Harry glared at Draco, who looked down at him, an evil glint in his grey eyes.
Harry decided two could play at this game. He slowed his pace, dragging his teeth gently along his long member, up to the tip. Draco groaned and tried to pick up the pace, but Harry put more pressure on his cock with his teeth. The harder he tried to face fuck Harry, the harder he’d bite down. Draco growled.
"Harry.." Draco said through gritted teeth.
Harry, still sucking and licking Draco’s dick, now barely grazing his teeth over the member, tilted his head as he looked up at the blond man. Raising an eyebrow, he mumbled "Hm?"
"Ohh." Draco threw his head back and then pulled out, bending down to be eye level with Harry. He stared at him for a second before crashing his lips onto Harry’s, knocking him onto his arse.
"That.." He breathed. "Was so...sexy." Draco said, kissing Harry again.
Harry blushed and looked down, flattered but embarrassed.
Draco cupped Harry’s chin and made him look at him. "What baby?" Draco said innocently, kissing him again.
Harry’s heart stopped. He had done it again. Why was he calling him baby? Maybe it was a pet name for everyone he hooked up with? Harry thought, hopeful.
Draco noticed Harry wasn’t kissing back, and pulled back about to say something, but Harry crashed his lips back onto Draco’s. He did not want to have that conversation right now.
Draco seemed to forget what he was going to say as he deepened their kiss, moaning into Harry’s mouth. Harry moaned back, pushing his concerned thoughts out of his mind.
Draco pushed further into Harry, forcing him to lean back on his elbows, along the cold, tiled floor. Harry shuddered as his skin touched the tile, the temperature change giving him goosebumps, his head barely brushing against the wall behind him. Draco felt them on Harry’s skin and moaned. Then licked a stripe up Harry’s left forearm, warranting more goosebumps. Harry shuddered again.
"Mm. Fuck Harry." Draco groaned. Harry let a gasp escape his lips as Draco kissed down Harry’s chest and latched onto a nipple.
"Ohh." Harry moaned and rutted himself against Draco just a few times. Draco groaned and tongued Harry’s nipples. "Mmm, Draco!"
Draco chuckled against Harry’s skin and moved south. Harry moaned in anticipation.
Draco licked from Harry’s perineum to the top of his cock, warranting a deep, throaty moan from Harry. Draco moaned and lowered his mouth onto Harry’s cock, sucking and licking up and down Harry’s hard member.
Harry started bucking his hips, but Draco stopped him. Harry whimpered, he wanted Draco to deep throat him so bad. He grabbed Draco’s soft, blond locks and gently urged hum to go further.
Draco hummed and swirled his tongue around Harry’s tip. "Draco.." Harry gasped. "More, please!" He whined.
Draco chuckled lightly, but took Harry’s full member into his mouth and sucked hard. "AH!" Harry cried. "Fuck.." Harry was mewling, he was so close.
Harry started to grind his hips against the blond’s face and Draco met his rhythm. "Fuck Draco.." He whispered.
"What was that?" Draco mumbled over Harry’s dick, smirking as best he could with Harry’s large member in his mouth.
"Fuck Draco!" Harry said loudly.
Draco moaned and picked up the pace on Harry’s cock. Harry was going crazy, he was seeing stars, he couldn’t think about anything other than Draco’s skillful tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, while the heat of Draco’s mouth engulfed his member, sucking hard. "Gods Draco.. I-I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!" Harry practically screamed. Draco moaned.
He pressed a finger against Harry’s perineum and fondled his balls. "FUCK..DRACO!" Harry yelled, spurting his hot seed down Draco’s throat, the blond swallowing it all and sucking Harry’s dick as if his life depended on it.
Harry bucked into Draco’s mouth riding out his orgasm, chest heaving from shortness of breath. "Gods Draco.."
Draco was also out of breath and he emerged from Harry’s cock and said "Yes?" smiling.
Harry moaned from the sight. "That..felt...so good.." Harry breathed.
Draco smiled sheepishly. Harry sat up and pulled him in a kiss, bringing his hand to Draco’s hard erection, wasting no time in pumping his cock up and down. Harry tasted himself, he didn’t know how he felt about that. He silently conjured lube into his hands.
"Mmm.." Draco moaned. "Harry.." Draco threw his head back, exhausted and in pleasure.
"How do you want me to make you come?" Harry asked, against the blond’s ear.
"Just like this.." Malfoy cried, and starting bucking his hips against Harry’s hand.
"Like this?" Harry questioned, a bit confused. "You don’t want me to suck you?" He asked, trying to sound normal but his husky voice betrayed him.
"Ohh.." Draco moaned. "I want your lips..against mine.. ughk!..when I come over your hand."
Harry moaned and nodded before pressing his lips onto Draco’s. Picking the pace up in his hand he felt Draco shudder beneath his touch, moaning. Harry groaned. "Draco.."
Draco responded by grabbing Harry’s head and deepening the kiss, using his tongue to search every inch of Harry’s mouth. Draco moaned.
"Harry.." Draco gasped.
Harry swirled his thumb around Draco’s tip and pumped at the same time, working his precum with the lube against his cock. Then he used his other hand to gently caress Draco’s bollocks.
Draco threw his head back. "Fuck baby I’m so..close" Draco moaned.
Definitely a pet name, I don’t think I have anything to worry about. Harry thought to himself. He found it kind of sexy, and it comforted him thinking it wasn’t anything special.
"Mmm.." Harry moaned in response. He pumped Draco’s dick a bit faster now, feeling his bollocks tighten and his dick harden. He was close. Harry thought.
Harry crashed his lips onto Draco’s swirling his tongue with the blond’s. Draco moaned and bucked his hips a bit. Harry pumped and pumped, fondling his bollocks with his free hand before bringing it up to pinch at one of Draco’s nipples.
"FUCK!" Draco cried out. "Fuck Harry! I’m coming!" He mewled.
Harry felt hot liquid on his stomach and over his hand. He kept pumping until Draco was fully spent, crashing into Harry, so Harry was learning against the wall and Draco was laying against Harry’s chest.
Draco’s breathed heavily. "Mmm.." He hummed contentedly, kissing Harry’s chest lightly.
Harry kissed the top of Draco’s head, rubbing his back. Draco’s eyes were closed against Harry’s chest as he laid on him. Harry’s eyes closed as well, resting, still rubbing Draco’s back.
Draco rustled and Harry’s eyes fluttered open. Draco reached up to kiss Harry’s neck gently, placing small kissing around his collarbone. Harry closed his eyes, breathing slowly in order to keep quiet, but fuck his touch felt so good. Fuck. Harry thought. Why does it feel so good?
Draco traced his finger along Harry’s chest, toying with his chest hair and running his fingers up and down between his pecs. Harry couldn’t help but smile and brought his hand up to Draco’s hair, massaging his head a bit.
"Mmm.." Draco hummed, leaning into Harry’s touch. Harry kissed Draco on the forehead, looking over the thin, lean man. He was extremely attractive. His pale, ivory skin against Harry’s tan skin. Draco was muscular, but not very, just barely seeing the outline of abs and biceps without him flexing. Harry wanted his tongue on the salty skin. His cock twitched. He hopped Draco didn’t notice.
Fuck.
In the back of his head alarm bells were going off. This seemed extremely intimate. Harry pushed them away, trying to enjoy this instead of getting worked up.
"Fancy a shower?" Draco asked.
Harry pursed his lips. "Together?" He questioned.
Draco smiled. "It could be, or I can let you alone if you’d like."
Harry chuckled. "I can manage on my own you know."
Draco pouted. "But that’s less fun." He had looked severely disheartened.
"We can if you’d like." Harry said, his voice wavering.
Draco didn’t look convinced. He put his head back down on Harry’s chest, no longer looking at him.
Harry nudged him lightly with his chest. "Draco?"
He didn’t look at him.
"Draco?" Harry said, a bit more urgently.
Draco looked at Harry, his eyes fathomless. Draco’s gaze flitted from Harry’s eyes to his lips, and he leaned forward to kiss Harry.
Harry kissed back, but then pulled away.
Draco whimpered, another pout forming on his face.
Harry felt a familiar heat rush through him. He leaned in and kissed Draco again, more urgently. Draco happily kissed back, deepening the kiss. Harry kept in a moan as Draco slid his tongue into his mouth. Fuck. His cock was starting to come to life again, so he pulled away.
Draco groaned, not moving away from Harry. He looked down and saw Draco was half hard again. Fuck.
Draco pouted.
Harry felt like his was giving into a toddler. "Well are we going to shower or not?"
Draco’s eyes lit up and he nodded, slowly getting up and walking a few feet to turn the shower on.
Harry chuckled to himself and then stood up. His hand was still sticky, so he turned to the sink and washed up.
Draco stepped into the shower and turned to Harry.
"You coming?" He asked smiling.
Harry nodded and joined the blond in the shower.

Harry was toweling off his hair, and drying the rest of his body off. He wrapped his towel around his waist following the blond back into his bedroom.
They had snogged a bit in the shower, so Harry’s lips were pink and swollen. He also hated to admit that he very much enjoyed the feeling of Draco washing and rubbing his back with soap.
It was a nice shower, nothing too overwhelming. Harry was afraid Draco would try and continue to rile him up a more more, but thankfully he didn’t do too much.
Harry sat on the edge of Draco’s bed, wanting to air dry a bit before getting dressed.
"Do you have any plans for today?" Draco said, breaking the silence, pulling on a pair of trousers.
"Yeah, I’m actually going to visit the Weasley’s for dinner." Harry responded, kindly. "You?"
"I’ve just got to finish up some potion brewing.." Draco replied. "Would you, uh..be up for some lunch?" He asked, quietly.
Harry was a little shocked. He thought for a bit and pursed his lips. Why did this feel like more than a hook up? Yesterday they had been fighting, then they shagged and now Draco wanted to get lunch, with him? It all seemed too weird.
"Draco?" Harry asked.
Draco looked up at Harry quickly.
"What are you playing at?" Harry asked softly.
Draco’s cheeks turned bright pink. He coughed.
"Nothing." He said firmly. "Can’t a guy just want company for lunch?" He asked, his tone getting defensive.
"Company you despised over 24 hours ago?" Harry stated, raising an eyebrow.
"I didn’t despise you, if I had you wouldn’t be here right now."
Harry was just confused now. "What do you mean? You started an argument with me." He said matter of factly. "I thought you hated me." Which was true, he thought he had, but after the past 12 hours that proved to be false.
"Harry I do not hate you." Draco replied, looking directly at Harry, an expression that told Harry ‘no duh’.
"So why the argument?" Harry persisted.
Draco thought for a moment and then sat on the bed, beside Harry.
"I’m not sure I’m ready to tell you that." Draco replied, softly.
"Why not?" Harry questioned shaking his head and looking at him.
"Because..I’m..I just don’t think I should." Draco said firmly.
Harry was intrigued, but didn’t press any further, although it didn’t offer any explanation to why he wanted to get lunch, why he brought Harry back to hook up without any previous notions towards such, and why he hadn’t been kicked out after, or the next morning.
"Draco.." Harry started. "I’m not pressing or anything, but I am confused. When did you stop hating me?"
"In sixth year.." Draco stated. "I was scared, and jealous of you, I was angry, but I no longer hated you the way I did throughout our years of bickering in Hogwarts." He continued. "I’m not even sure I hated you then, I was just pissed at you, you got all the glory, everybody loved you and you loved everybody, except..except me."
Harry was shocked. He opened his mouth to say something but Draco cut him off.
"I guess you could say I was a bit salty you turned me down, and boy do Malfoys’ hold grudges." Harry laughed and he chuckled. "And then through the war I switched sides. I didn’t want Voldemort to kill you, I didn’t want to see anybody else die. I was ready for it to be over." He let out a shaky sigh. "Then you testified for my mother and I, and-and I...just gained a lot of respect for you."
Harry’s lips were parted and his brows were furrowed in thought. His lips curled into a smile. He wasn’t expecting Draco to tell him this.
"So then why were you always so short with me when we did run in to each other?" He asked.
Draco sighed. "Well because after everything was over and the only thing I had to worry about was howlers and random..hexes.." He slowed. "I was able to see you differently, I found you, well attractive, and no way was I going to let you know that, so continuing to bicker with you seemed best." He finished.
"And last night?"
Draco scoffed. "You’re really going to make me tell you?"
Harry nodded smiling, leaning forward, placing a kiss on his cheek. Draco blushed.
Draco shook his head, looking down. "..I..well I was jealous."
Harry raised his eyebrow in confusion. "You were..jealous? Of what?"
"Who rather. I saw the girl go up to you and for some reason I knew if I saw you leave with her, I’d be angry with myself."
Harry was astonished. Before Harry could say anything Draco spoke again.
"I wasn’t intending to bring you home last night. I didn’t think my attraction to you was as strong as it was. I thought if I picked a fight with you, you’d get angry and leave, but of course you pushed me right back and I found myself angry too." Draco looked at him rolling his eyes. "Then being in such close proximity of you..against you..I-I...I-"
Harry cut him off with a kiss. Draco brought his hand up to cup Harry’s chin and kissed him back, harder. Draco was still trying to kiss him when Harry pulled away.
"Draco Malfoy has a soft side.." Draco shoved him lightly.
"Fuck off!" Draco said laughing.
Harry laughed too looking at Draco. Their eyes met and Harry felt the familiar pull at his navel. He closed his eyes and straightened. He was still in a towel, he couldn’t get himself worked up again.
Draco pulled Harry’s chin to meet Harry’s eyes again. Harry looked at Draco’s lips. Fuck me...Harry thought, he was actually getting turned on again.
Draco leaned in to kiss Harry again. Harry let out a soft, small sound that wasn’t fully a moan yet. Draco chuckled against his lips, then pulled away smiling at Harry.
"You know..I’m attracted to you too, Draco." Harry said.
Draco reached his hand out towards Harry’s groin, rubbing his semi-hard cock through the towel. Harry bit his lip to stifle a moan. "I know.." Draco said smirking.
Harry rolled his eyes, but Draco didn’t move his hand and pushed harder against Harry’s manhood. Fuck. Harry thought. Don’t moan..don’t moan. Draco continued rubbing him through his towel and Harry’s lips parted. Draco reached forward and kissed him. Harry moaned. FUCK..I moaned. He thought to himself.
Draco leaned forward, pressing Harry onto his back as he hovered over him, his hand still groping at his manhood. Harry’s breathing increased. Draco continued to touch and make out with him, he felt Draco’s erection through his trousers, against his thigh.
"Draco.." Harry said, breaking their kiss and stretching his head back slowly, squirming underneath Draco’s touch.
Harry wanted to keep going, but they had already fooled around twice in twelve hours, they should probably stop.
Harry reached his hand up to Draco’s chest to push him up off of him. He offered little resistance, but bent down to kiss Harry’s neck a few times before actually rising off of Harry.
Harry slowly closed and then opened his eyes again before sitting up. He stared into lust filled grey eyes, knowing his green ones had the same dark affect.
Draco planted one more kiss on Harry’s lips before getting off of the bed.
"So..you fancy lunch or not?" Draco said kindly.
Harry smiled and stood up to put his briefs on.

"So then it exploded in the poor guy’s face!" Draco said laughing, covering his mouth with his hand. "Green goo everywhere!"
Harry laughed whole heartedly. "Yikes, what’d he say?" Harry said smiling.
"It’s safe to say he never asked for another potion from me.." Draco trailed off, still chuckling.
"How did you manage that?" Harry asked incredulous.
Draco chuckled again. "I used the wrong ingredient..I honestly don’t know how I did manage to get them mixed up, my desk was a mess though, that oughta be why."
Draco was telling Harry about his job. He worked under a mastery called Potants and works to create new potions. He also makes potions that people order. It sounded like a swell job..ya know if you liked potions. Harry definitely had more of an appreciation for the practice after sixth year, but it was still not his cup of tea.
"Well it looks like you’ve found yourself a pretty good gig, Malfoy."
Draco raised his eyebrow at the use of his last name and frowned.
"Draco I mean.." Harry said, offering a small smile.
Draco smiled softly and looked down at his food. They were at a muggle restaurant. Draco insisted he take Harry to one of his favourites. Harry was shocked Draco even went to the muggle world at all.
Draco had ordered Fish and Chips and Harry had gotten a Turkey BLT with crips. It was quite good, not as good as Mrs. Weasley’s cooking, but still good.
"I never would’ve thought you’d come out here." Harry began, noting his curiosity towards Draco coming into the muggle world.
"Yeah well, when you’re trying to avoid being hated on by everyone, you tend to stay away.." Draco said, a sad expression forming on his face.
Harry felt a twist of guilt. So far Draco hadn’t shown any of his old tendencies. That didn’t mean Harry trusted him or anything, but he could see that Draco had indeed changed. If he hadn’t he wouldn’t be able to tolerate a lunch with the bloke. Although he found him strangely easy to talk to. Easy enough to maybe even be friends with. Harry found he wouldn’t mind spending time with Draco again, whether it be at lunch or...in the bedroom.
"I’m sorry about how you were treated after the war.." Harry began, but Draco cut him off.
"Don’t be. I got myself into that mess. Plus you’ve done so much for me even after everything." He looked down. "You saved my life that day, and then testified for me, I’m truly grateful for your kindness." He looked up, his cheeks pink.
Draco met Harry’s eyes and then looked away. Harry felt his face flush a bit as well. Draco was actually praising him. He never thought he’d see the day.
Harry shook his head to calm the flush. "It’s nothing I wouldn’t still do, so don’t worry about it, I’m grateful you switched sides." Harry said offering a small smile.
Draco smiled sheepishly back. Then after a few moments he changed the subject.
"So..you’re an auror?" Draco asked.
"Yes, yes.." Harry responded, grateful for the conversation change.
"Can’t get enough of those dark wizards, can ya?" Draco chuckled.
Harry laughed. "Oh on the contrary, they’re quite annoying. A big pain in my arse if you ask me." Harry said laughing, raising an eyebrow. "At least it keeps me on my toes. But it does get tiring after a while. This week was a hard one, and I start again tomorrow." He said his face falling into and uncomfortable frown. He hadn’t realized he had such a short break from work. He had actually been enjoying himself quite a bit with Draco.
"I’m sorry about that, at least you look really good." Draco said and he winked, his eyes grazing over Harry’s chest.
Harry smirked. "I know, good enough even for Draco Malfoy."
"Shush up!" Draco said laughing, kicking Harry lightly under the table.
"Hey! You git!" Harry said laughing, kicking him back.
"Oi! That actually hurt you little prat!" Draco kicked him back, a little harder.
"Ouch!" Harry said and glared at him. What he wanted to do was stand up and pull Draco up by the shirt. Not to hurt him, but..but to kiss him. Harry shook his head slightly. No.
Draco spoke pulling Harry from his quick thoughts. "That’s what I thought! Hmph!" Draco said laughing.
"No fair...you started it." Harry said through gritted teeth.
"Andd..I finished it." Draco said triumphantly.
Harry cocked his head to the side, a smirk forming on his face. "Are you sure about that?" Harry asked deviously.
Draco’s eyes widened and he quickly moved his legs to the side of his chair out from under the table.
Harry laughed. "It’s not over till it’s over mate." He said with a wink.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Har-Har, Potter."
"Look who’s using surnames now." Harry said raising an eyebrow, smirking.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "That’s because you deserved it." He said, sitting forward, straightening himself and the silverware on the table.
Classic Malfoy thing to do..organize. Harry laughed softly to himself.
"What?" Malfoy asked, his brow furrowed.
"Nothing." Harry said, a smile plastered across his face.
"What!" Draco asked sitting up straighter.
Harry shook his head, still smiling and Draco huffed, returning his attention to his food and his fork.
They continued talking, having little conversation, and short bits of flirting. It was nearly 1:30 by the time they finished their food and waited for the bill.
"Will the bill be together or separate?" The waitress asked.
"Sep-" Harry started.
"Together." Draco said firmly, smiling at the waitress.
Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco and the waitress nodded and walked away.
"I have muggle money Draco, it’s okay." Harry said, unsure if that was why he offered to take the bill.
"No, please I asked you out for lunch, it’s the least I can do." He said smiling.
"Well at least let me pay you in galleons." Harry said incredulous.
"No that won’t be necessary..I’m quite rich you know." Draco looked at him smiling.
Harry felt his cheeks go pink. If Draco paid, this would seem an awful lot like a date and he didn’t know how he felt about that.
"Please, Harry. Really it’s nothing." He said an understanding look on his face. "If you must, just take the next meal." He said winking.
Harry furrowed his brow, the shook his head. "Sure, next meal’s on me." He said, half smiling. Next meal?
The waitress came and Draco paid, then they started to walk out to the nearest muggle apparition spot.
"Thank you for lunch Draco, really you didn’t need to pay." Harry said, facing Draco, the issue still bothering him.
Draco threw his head back in some sort of laugh-groan-sigh, grabbing Harry’s hands. "Shush Harry, I wanted to." He placed a soft kiss on Harry’s cheek.
Harry blushed and he looked around for people and then turned back and caught Draco’s eyes. Harry looked down. Draco was making him blush. Like he needed that.
Draco chuckled and then placed a kiss on the top of Harry’s head. "I hope I see you again soon, Harry."
Harry looked up. "Yeah, yeah right."
Draco leaned in and kissed Harry. Harry gasped, taken aback. Draco slipped his tongue in for one last firm kiss.
"Bye Harry." He said with a smile, his eyes dark with what Harry knew his were dark with.
Pop.
He was gone. What the fuck was that? Harry thought. Putting his face in his hand and rubbing it down grabbing his own chin. He shook his head and thought about his flat.
Harry apparated home and got ready to go see his favourite people.

Harry knocked on the Burrow’s front door. They would do family get-togethers every other week. Harry enjoyed them immensely.
He got to see Ron and Hermione more frequently at work, at least 3 times a week. They would get lunch together often. He had even caught them snogging in hidden corridors before.
The door swung open by an excited Hermione Granger, soon-to-be Weasley.
"Harry!" She exclaimed.
"Hi Hermione!" Harry said, beaming.
She threw her arms around him. "Come in, come in."
Harry walked in and was greeted by all the other Weasley’s, Mrs. Weasley giving the tightest hug.
Harry’s heart squeezed quickly when he thought about Fred, and wished him well, wherever it was they go after death.
His thoughts were tossed from his head when he was bombarded with questions about how his week was, his day, and if anything was new.
There was of course something new, something strange, but not something he wanted to share just yet.
Some time passed and they ate dinner, chatting away with smiles throughout everyone. Ginny’s new boyfriend was there. His name was Marcus Belby. He was in Ravenclaw during their Hogwarts years, though Harry wasn’t quite sure if he was his or Ginny’s year. Truthfully he didn’t care, he was just happy she seemed happy.
They had a nice night and eventually they were relaxing in the living room chatting and drinking wine.
"Harry you seem extra happy today." Ron said smiling. "What’s with that?"
Harry blushed. "What do you mean? I’m always happy to see you guys." He said teasingly.
"You sure nothing new has happened? Nothing at work? No special someone?" Ron smirked.
Harry scoffed. "Yes I’ve been promoted to Gods status at the office." Harry said rolling his eyes, but smiling at his best friend.
Hermione chimed in. "You do actually seem happier, Harry. Your skin seems to be..glowing." She added chuckling.
"Har-Har." Harry rolled his eyes. Had he really seemed happier? He laughed internally. Leave it to a bit of shagging to raise his spirits.
Eventually the room cleared out and it was just Harry, Ron and Hermione.
Hermione stood and kissed Ron on the cheek. "I’m going to go wash up before we go love."
Ron nodded. "Okay don’t take too long now." He said smiling and winked at his fiancé as she scoffed at him.
When she left Ron turned to Harry. "Alright spill. Who’re you shagging?"
Harry choked on some of his wine. "W-what?" He croaked.
"Ah ah ah, don’t play dumb with me. I know my best friend. You’re shagging someone new." He said confidently.
Harry blushed.
"Is it a man or a woman? At least tell me that bit." Ron pleaded.
Harry had told his best friends and his family that he was bi when he almost started dating this bloke he was shagging. Turned out to be a right arsehole.
"A man.." Harry said quietly.
Ron beamed. "Do I know ‘im?"
Harry’s heart skipped a beat. If Ron knew he shagged Draco Malfoy he’d strangle him.
"You might’ve seen him before, I’m not sure though." Harry lied.
"Well as long as he’s not hotter than me." Ron pointed his thumb at himself, jokingly.
Harry laughed. "How were you able to tell?"
"You’re my best friend Harry! How couldn’t I?"
Harry smiled sheepishly.
"I reckon you wouldn't have told me if I hadn’t said anything either, so I had to ask, just in case." He said winking.
Harry threw his hands up. "Well what? Am I supposed to tell your mum I’ve been necking a new bloke?"
Ron burst out laughing.
"No, no I’m not." Harry continued, a huge grin forming on his lips.
Ron clapped a hand on Harry’s shoulders. "I’m just busting ya chops mate. I’m glad you seem happy though. Maybe I’ll get to meet the bloke if things go well." Ron said smiling.
Harry’s stomach twisted. He wasn’t even sure if he’d get to see Draco again let alone bed him. "I’m not sure if it’s that serious. It may have just been a one off thing." He said, his smile unknowingly fading.
"Well do you want it to continue?" Ron asked, trying to help best he could.
Harry thought for a second, pursing his lips. He didn’t know. He’d have to think about that. He did know that he wouldn’t mind having Draco’s lips on his neck, gripping his hips tightly with his strong slender fingers one more time. Harry swallowed. Not now.
"I’m not sure to be truthful. It just happened yesterday, I need to think about it." Harry told Ron, truthfully.
"Well I’m here if you ever need to talk Harry." Ron said rubbing his shoulder.
"Thanks mate." Harry said, smiling at his best friend.
Then Hermione walked in. She stopped for a second and eyed them suspiciously.
"Ugh. Did I miss a heart to heart?" She said pouting.
Ron and Harry laughed. "No, no. You didn’t miss anything dear." Ron said still chuckling, though Harry was quite sure he’d share Harry’s shagging news with her later on.
"Well we best be going." She said. "After you Harry." She hugged him.
Harry bid his friends farewell and turned to use the floo.
He arrived to his flat. He washed up and got ready for bed.
He laid down, staring at the ceiling. He couldn’t sleep. He was thinking about a certain blond. About how he liked his touch, enjoyed his company, but also about how he cried. Why had he cried? He didn’t know.
Maybe it had been a rush of emotions. Lust, anger, who knows? But Draco comforted him. He helped him. He gave him soft kisses that replaced his tears with lust. He hadn’t even talked to the man properly in over four years before yesterday. Had he ever talking with him properly?
Honestly no. They always fought. There was even the time they actually fought in sixth year. So that’s what that scar was..I did that. Harry felt a pang of guilt. He should have apologized again for that.
Aside from arguments or small talk, they never spoke. There was always animosity. He was used to the animosity. It was lost when Draco’s lips were on Harry’s neck. Lunch had been pleasant though. Maybe I just never got to know him properly enough, or maybe it’s better I had after he changed.
What would it matter? Will he even see him again? ‘I hope to see you again soon, Harry.’ He had said. Did he mean that? Did he want to see him again? Why was he still up thinking about it?
Harry decided he should stop thinking about Draco for the night. Figure out his feelings later on and see if it even matters as he may never be in that position with him again.
He sighed. Harry had a lot to think about. And the center of those thoughts would be Draco Malfoy.

Alright that’s chapter 2!! Hope if you read it you enjoyed!!
Also thanks smile317 for being my first review! :) It motivated me to fix and post this chapter tonight. I hope you like it!
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