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What We Need	By : Aerobabe9268 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Here's Chapter 3 :) Hope that everyone likes it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter :(

Warning: This has Male Sex and Smut :)

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Draco muttered angrily as he dumped the last of his school bag on the coffee table of the living room that he shared with Harry. Papers and Quills scattered across the surface, an ink pot hitting it with a bang. He brushed aside some of the loose papers and picked up one of the books with a huff. "Where is it?" He grumbled as his lower lip jutted out in the beginnings of a pout. The items were dropped as his hands sought out the bag once more, searching through the inside and outside pockets. "Damn it!"

"You okay?" The blonde whipped around to find Harry standing in the door way with an amused glint in his eyes. Emerald eyes flickered around the mess on the table and floor around the Slytherin as a smile quirked at his lips. "Lose something?" He lifted his hand to hold up a small silver tube and Draco's eyes widened slightly before he rushed forward grabbing the tube from the tanned fingers. "What is it anyway?"

Blue eyes glanced back to met green, "You didn't open it?" It was his turn to look amused as he popped the cap off of the tube and twisted the bottom. Pale pink chapstick rolled up out of the tube and Draco applied the substance to his lips before carefully putting it away, in his pocket.

Harry rose an eyebrow with a chuckle, "Chapstick?" His glanced at the mess. "This? Is for chapstick?" Draco just shrugged as he waved his wand at his scattered things, which gathered and neatly placed themselves into his bag. "You're something else, Draco Malfoy." The smile that was thrown at him caught him off guard as the blonde sat crossed legged on the couch. Shaking the butterflies that gathered in his stomach off, Harry walked over and plopped down on the other side of the couch.

"Where were you off to?" Blue eyes were questioning when Harry glanced up from his bag, "Reining in Granger and the Weasel?" A snort escaped Harry's throat before he could stop it and Draco smirked at him raising a single eyebrow. When no answer was given the blonde sighed, "It's not just chapstick," Curiosity clouded the Gryfindors emerald eyes, "Fifteen galleon cherry flavored chapstick." Another snort was followed by laughter as the Slytherin gave a small smile.

"Again," Harry snapped his fingers twice, "You're something else Draco Malfoy," A crack echoed through the rooms as a House Elf appeared, "Can we get something to eat please?"

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It was quiet in the library as Draco scribbled across the parchment in front of him. Beside him sat his best friend Blaise Zabini, who he was currently tutoring in Transfiguration. "So, it's this motion right?" Draco glanced up to watch the italian's wand movement, before giving a nod. Blaise gave a nod before writing something on his own parchment. Knowing that his friend would be occupied for the next ten minutes or so, the blonde went back to his own essay.

"Ah!" The accomplished sound made Draco glance up to find Harry walking quickly towards their table, "Draco, would you mind looking over something for me?" Blaise didn't even try to hide the shock that appeared on his features, "It's my potions essay."

Moments passed as blue eyes stared into green before Draco nodded and Harry gave a relieved smile. Ignoring the fluttering in his stomach, Draco reached a hand out for the parchment. Eyes widened before the raven dug into his bag, pulling out a rolled up parchment tied with green ribbon. The italian snorted amused at the ribbon, as Draco unrolled the essay. "Finish your homework, Blaise." Blaise's cheeks went red at the scolding and went back to reading his Transfiguration text.

With a hardly noticable sigh, Draco began to read over the writting pausing every now and then to correct something. By the time he had finished Blaise had finished his homework and Harry had fallen asleep on his arms. "Was it that bad?" The inquiry had him looking at Blaise.

"No," Grey eyes stared him down incrediously, "It wasn't. I was just fixing it up a bit." Blaise's eyes widened at the words.

"You buffed up, Potter's essay?" He nearly shouted. Harry groaned at the noise and shifted. The Slytherin's froze in their seats waiting until the Gryfindor had settled before they continued to speak. "You made it better?" The taller boy hissed through his teeth with a slightly offended look, "You've never even done that for me."

Draco gave the boy a smack to the back of the head when he was sure no one was looking, "Have you ever needed it?" Looking properly chastised once again Blaise backed down, "That's what I thought." A sigh escaped his lips.

"Can't wait till' Saturday, huh?" Blaise gave him a knowing look and Draco wanted to be surprised but, couldn't bring himself to be. After all, Blaise was his best friend and knew everything about him, even if he didn't tell him first.

"I'm just glad that it's only two days away," Throwing a wink at Blaise, Draco stood to shake Harry awake. Dinner was only in an hour and they still had to drop their things off in their rooms.

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It was early but, Harry couldn't help the excitement that was coursing through his body. The week had been a long one and he was going to get to see Angel again tonight. Well, that's what he'd decided to call the blonde that he had met with for the last two saturdays. A shiver coursed through his body at just the thought of their encounters. His emerald eyes looked out through the thin lavender leather strip of a mask that was tied around them.

The mint tunic like shirt he wore hung loosely around his torso and tighter pale blue jeans donned his legs, accompanied by light orange Chuck Taylors. An impatient sigh escaped his throat as he found himself in front of the Room of Requirement. A quick glance at the almost white pink watch on his wrist stated that the party wasn't to start for another hour. Kicking the air at his feet, Harry turned heel, walked three doors down and entered the room that he knew they'd end up in later that night.

Emerald eyes widened as he quickly shut the door behind him. Laying sprawled on the desk in front of him was Angel. Skinny blue jeans around his knees and dark purple cap sleeved shirt brought up to his shoulders. Small diamond shaped crystals dangled from the dark pink mask that framed his blue eyes, that were currently scrunched shut. One hand was tweaking his nipples, the other wrapped around his erection pumping smoothly, head thrown back.

Moans escaped the blondes throat and Harry groaned as the sound went straight to his cock, which came to full hardness as he stalked forward. With a swat, Angels arms were thrown above his head and Harry's hands were roaming the lithe body. Blue eyes sprang open searching out the intruder before recognition alit on his features. "Star," Harry blinked as the word floated between them, not being able to stop the grin that came to his features. Running a hand up the boys body, he laced their fingers together once he reached the shorters hand.

"Angel," Blue eyes met his in shock, obviously not expecting to be called anything in return. Then, their lips were connected as Angel's arms wrapped around his neck pulling them closer. Harry placed a hand on the desk supporting his weight as they snogged, slowly de-clothing the other. Angel's pants and boxers were gone as were Harry's shoes and shirt. With a tug, the blonde was free of the purple shirt he'd worn that night and moments later Harry was out of his jeans.

Leaning back onto the desk, Angel sighed as the raven above him placed sloppy open mouthed kisses along his throat. "It's been a long week," An affirmative 'hmm' was his answer as Harry sucked on his pulse point harshly ripping a gasp from his throat, "Let's not go to the party." Leaning up Harry gave the blonde a grin and a leer before dipping back down, taking a nipple into his mouth nipping and licking at it gently, "Ah!" Shivers raced through Angel as goose flesh rose across his skin.

After both nipples were teased to his satisfaction Harry licked and nipped his way down further. Passed the blondes stomach, biting gently on his hips as he went, licking roughly at the spread thighs, having completely by passed what he really wanted. For a moment he didn't do anything, waiting until the blonde questioned what he was doing, like before. "Star, What are you," Moans flowed from Angel's throat as Harry took the cock in front of him fully into his mouth.

Even the insitent tugging of his hair didn't stop him from continuing his worship of the boy. Sucking, licking, and gently using teeth in just the right way. When he felt that the blonde was close he moved, taking his own erection in hand, pumping with each suck on the boys cock. "St, Star, I," Was all the warning that was given as the blonde came. Harry was prepared as he swallowed the salty mixture and pumped a few more times tearing his own orgasm from him. White cum shooting up onto his chest and onto the floor.

Labored breathing filled the air as Angel sat up from his place on the desk to lower himself to the floor beside Harry. He lay his head on the taller boys chest with a sigh, slowly regaining his breathe. Moments later arms wrapped around him as they stretched out on the floor. Angel looked up into Harry's emerald eyes with a small satisfied smile. Lowering his head, Harry placed his lips lightly on Angel's, kissing him slowly this time instead of the fast paced snogging before.

"Hmm," He hummed as he pulled back with a smirk licking his lips. Angel rose an eyebrow in slight amusement, "Cherry. Your lips taste like cherry." The blonde smirked as well kissing Harry once again, slowly transforming the simple kiss into a languorous snog. "I like it."

Silence echoed in their ears as the continued to slowly snog as they recovered from their high. "You know, now, that I think about it," Angel trailed off for a second when Harry pecked his lips mid sentence, "I think that I'd like to actually dance with you." Pausing in his attention to the blondes mouth Harry stared into the blue eyes. A grin came to his features as he deeply kissed the boy.

"Let's do it," Harry said with a wink causing the other to chuckle. Pushing himself to his feet, he put out a hand, pulling Angel up with a small tug when one of his pale hands slipped into his. When they were dressed and sorted, Angel turned to Harry with a small smile.

"You look like a sun set, Star." Harry glanced down at his clothes blinkingly, before giving Angel a sheepish grin. "It's a good thing. The colors bring out your skin tone, hair, and eyes." A smirk came to his features as he walked forward and wrapped his arms around the shorters waist.

Blue eyes stared up in emerald, "Well, you look ravishing this evening," Angel smiled gently at the compliment, "I mean that in the literal sense by the way. You look so good that I literally want to ravish you." The blush that came to the blondes cheeks had Harry connecting their lips for what seemed like the hundreth time that evening. He already had Angel's shirt half off, when a hand on his chest had him pulling back. "You really want to stop?"

Angel paused for only a moment as a debate seemed to be going on inside his head. Apparently, his horomones won out because, the next moment Harry was backed up against the wall with the blonde in front of him on his knees. "Your turn," Was all he said as he jerked the tallers pants down roughly.

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Harry sighed as he slowly woke, stretching out his sore muscles. Blinking his eyes open, he realized that he wasn't in his rooms and he wasn't alone. His arms were wrapped around the blonde that he had met for three Saturday's now, in a row. Angel, he thought as he looked down at the boy whose head was resting on his shoulder. A light moan escaped the boys throat as he shifted, eyes fluttering open. Lifting his arm, Harry looked at the watch on his wrist. It was two in the morning.

"I've gotta go," Emerald met blue as Angel leaned to peck him on the lips. "I have to get back before my roommate does." Harry only nodded as the blonde stood, allowing him to leave his arms. He continued to watch as the boy cast cleaning charms on the both of them, getting dressed straightening his clothes. Standing himself, Harry gathered his clothing and dressed as well. Angel stepped over helping to straighten his tunic with a small smile and tip toed kissing him once more. "Next Saturday?"

"Yeah," Harry smirked as the blonde winked turning on his heels and walked out the door, not noticing the small flash of silver that fell from his back pocket. Raising an eyebrow Harry walked over to the fallen object as the echo of the door shutting rang in his ears.

Kneeling down he picked up a small tube of silver, recognizing it breifly. Popping open the cap he sniffed the inside and sighed with a smile. It was cherry flavored chapstick. Looks like Angel would have to survive without it for a week.

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