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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
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- 3
- 4
Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)
This chapter was so hard for me to get through! I had already written it before I posted the story, but there were a lot of bits and pieces I didn't like and needed to fix. There's smut as always and my attempt at sexual angst..lol. My LD bf also came in unexpectedly and I wasn't able to work on it as much as I had hoped, so I'm sorry this took a week. I'm going to try and have the 4th chapter out by Wednesday.
Anyway, if you're reading this story I hope you enjoy this chapter nonetheless!
Chapter 3

"You’ve done excellent work this week Harry." Kingsley Shacklebolt began.
Harry blushed.
"We’ve been after this wizard for weeks, how did you manage to catch him in a day?" He asked exasperated.
"Right place at the right time I reckon." Harry responded, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
Harry did not know why recently he’d been embarrassed by compliments. His thoughts traveled to Draco.
It had been almost two weeks since he had seen him. He intended to go to the bar last Friday, but had an overnight mission that lasted till Sunday.
He was disappointed. He had wanted to see Draco. Why? He didn’t know, but it was probably due to the fact he was longing for his lips on his own. His cock twitched.
"Harry?" Kingsley asked.
Harry shook his head. "Sorry sir, lost in thought."
Kingsley laughed. "It’s alright Harry." He pulled out a new file, Harry’s heart sank. "Here’s a mission for you tomorrow. It’s a short one, you should be done before the workday’s end."
Harry internally let out a sigh of relief.
"All you need to do is scope out this house, we think there may be some suspicious activity. Get a feel for everything, map it out. Check for dark magic. The usual. If anything happens after we will at least know what we’re going in to."
"Of course sir." Harry replied, nodding his head.
Kingsley smiled. "Also next week you are going to be training some of the new comers again."
Harry smiled back, he loved training. "Great, I’m looking forward to it."
Kingsley chuckled. "Alright Harry you're set to go. Good job again at catching Harley."
"Thank you. Have a good night, sir." Harry said smiling.
"Kingsley, not sir Harry, you know this." He scolded.
"Right sorry sir- Kingsley." Harry smiled.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Harry said with a wave and walked out of his office.
He returned to his own to tidy up and floo home.

Harry arrived at the house the next day. He mapped out the place and checked for occupants.
There was no one there.
That’s peculiar. Harry thought to himself. In the file Kingsley handed him it mentioned people currently living there. It looked as though it had been vacant for some time.
Ignoring that, he proceeded to map the inside. He found some suspicious trinkets he thought may be laced with dark magic and used a spell to check. A few actually were.
That worried Harry just a bit. He continued to do a sweeping of the house and marked it as suspicious. He and a few other aurors would have to go back in the following weeks to do a full run through.
For now though, it did not seem to pose a threat, and he finished up and headed back to his office.

When Harry was done with work for the day he returned to his flat. He had a nice little place. He had gifted Grimmauld Place to Amdromeda and Teddy. He cleaned out the dark magic and renovated it a bit. He would’ve stayed there himself, but it reminded him so much of Sirius that he couldn’t stay there.
He liked his flat. He had a two bedrooms and two bathrooms. He had a comfy, but spacious living room, a rather small office and a gorgeous kitchen, even with a fridge.
It was perfect for him.
He would be able to live here if he found a partner, and there would even be enough room if they had wanted a child. Although by then he'd hope to move into more of a house, but this would work all the same.
Also, Hermione and Ron were only five minutes walking distance. Of course he would just floo, but still it was nice.
Hermione actually helped him decorate. Together they made a cute and quaint, modern looking flat, combining both muggle and wizard items.
He loved it.
He walked to the master bathroom and took a shower. Then he made dinner and got ready for what he hoped was another exciting night.
Harry was a bit nervous. He was thinking of asking Ron and Hermione to come, but in case things did go as planned and he found himself in bed with Draco, he didn’t want them to see him leave with him.
Truthfully, he didn’t want to go by himself though, in case he ended up looking like a fool..but he just sucked it up and got ready to leave.
The bar was also walking distance. Only 15 minutes away. He decided to walk because it was a warm night and he wanted to prolong his could-be embarrassment as much as possible. Once he was ready he cast an anti-sweating charm on himself, he still wanted to look, and smell, great, just in case.
A few times on his walk he thought about apparating back home. Did he really want to do this? Yes. He wanted those lips on his neck, and to touch Draco's soft, supple skin. Harry’s cock twitched. Don’t get too ahead of yourself buddy. And he pushed the dirty thoughts out of his mind.
When Harry finally arrived there he took a few breaths before he could open the door. He went in and walked straight to the bar and ordered a Firewhiskey.
"Straight to the point tonight, huh?" The dark bartender was back.
Harry’s heart fluttered. Oh no. He thought. "Uhh, yeah. I’ve just been stressed about something."
The bartender cocked his head. "More ‘Chosen One’ business?" He asked.
Harry swallowed. This was the guy he used to fantasize about, before Draco took over. He didn’t think he should confide in him about his..frustrations.
"Erm, not exactly. Something else, rather. I don’t want to talk about it." Harry said softly.
The bartender took the hint and knew that Harry meant nothing mean by it. He gave Harry his drink, smiled and wished him well.
A few minutes later he saw him chatting up another handsome bloke, doing the same he’d done to Harry when he served him. What a little slut..Harry thought cheekily, joking to himself. He imagined the bartender had a boyfriend back home anyway, he seemed too good of a guy not to, even if he did flirt with the customers. Though if he hadn’t, and a certain blond wasn’t occupying all of his attention, he wouldn’t be opposed to a night with the broad man.
...
Maybe that’d be more likely than Draco showing up. It had been almost half past 9 and Harry had been waiting just under an hour. He sighed to himself.
Stupid. I’m bloody stupid. Harry was upset, but he told himself he’d wait a bit longer. They hadn’t exactly planned to meet, but Draco said he went every weekend. Harry was going on luck, though he was a bit angry.
The bartender struck up some more conversation with him and his night was at least a little better. He tried not to flirt with the man though, in case he did get to see Draco.
At that instant he saw the door open and a blond man walked in. Draco. Harry thought. Though he was accompanied by another bloody bloke.
What?..Fuck. I AM bloody stupid. Beyond stupid actually. Harry’s heart sank. He tore his eyes away from the blond entering and continued his conversation with the bartender, now thoroughly disheartened.
He had come with another bloke. There’s no way he wanted to see me again. Harry thought.
The bartender seemed to sense Harry’s change in mood. "You alright Harry?" He asked.
"Yeah, fine thanks..can I get another Firewhiskey? A double?" Harry said, calmly.
The bartender laughed and got him his drink.
Harry downed it in one gulp.
The bartender looked at him wide eyed. "Careful Harry.." he looked concerned.
Harry’s eyes were squeezed shut from the burn, but quickly shook it away. "No it’s okay, I needed that. If you get me another, I promise I’ll sip it slowly, and not a double this time..." Harry said, embarrassed.
"Do you want it now?" He looked into Harry’s eyes.
I want something right now, and it’s with another bloody bloke. Harry winced internally. "Yeah..why not."
Harry’s chest was tight. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He wouldn’t let it get to him. It was fine. Harry was just having another nice night out drinking, talking to whatever kind stranger he met along the way.
He started to feel the whiskey kick in. He felt the skin in his legs tingle and he seemed to be moving in slow motion. His head filled with thoughts of Draco’s lips on his neck. He didn’t come here for you. He told himself
He took the drink the bartender gave him and took a sip. This time he enjoyed the fire that went down his throat. He looked in Draco’s..No. Malfoy’s direction. The prat.
He was looking at him. Harry’s face flushed red and he turned away. Fuck. Harry cursed himself. He shouldn’t have looked at him. Now Draco would know he was thinking of him.
Harry thought it best to evade the situation. Harry downed his drink quickly, although he probably shouldn’t have, and stood up. He practically bolted to the bathroom.
He went in and splashed water on his face. Fuck. He felt the effects of his drink now. Though he liked it better than how he felt about Malfoy out with another man. He took a paper towel and wiped his face. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes then turned to leave.
*Thump*
He had walked into something solid. Something blond. He looked up and met Malfoy’s eyes before looking away quickly and trying to shuffle out of the way.
Malfoy grabbed Harry’s wrists making Harry look at him again. He was under the stare of those grey eyes. He wanted to crumble, to run, but his feet stayed planted to the ground. He cursed himself.
"Hi Harry." Malfoy said, an evil smile curling onto his lips as he tightened his grasp on Harry’s wrists, his eyes looking into Harry's with amusement.
Harry wanted to respond, he did, but he couldn’t. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Malfoy chuckled softly.
Bitch. Harry found his voice. "Malfoy.." He said with as much distaste as he could muster.
Malfoy cocked his head, an evil smirk forming on his face. "Ah, so we’re on a last name basis again are we? Hmm, Potter?" He said mockingly. His face held no hatred, just a devious expression. He pressed harder into Harry, and Harry felt angrier.
Harry fought against Malfoy’s grip. Did he have a right to be angry with him? He clearly wasn’t here with that other bloke, but Harry was still mad. Why? He wasn’t sure. It was not as though they made plans to meet again..and it was Harry’s fault it’d been almost two weeks. Or at least his job’s.
Malfoy stayed eerily still as Harry writhed in his grasp trying to get free. "Ugh!" Harry exclaimed. Malfoy chuckled lightly.
He brought one of his hands to Harry’s chin, grabbing it to have him look at him. "So, are you Potter again? Or Harry..." He asked teasingly, leaning forward to whisper in his ear.
Harry’s breath hitched at the way he said his name. Fuck..not again. Harry was trying to fight it, to stay mad and not give in, but he wanted him so bad.
"Silent treatment, ay? Alright, we can play the quiet game." Malfoy said, and pushed Harry into a stall. He smashed him against the door, hand coming up to grip Harry’s face again.
"If you make one sound, I’ll leave. And my name to you...is Draco." He threatened.
Harry melted. He felt his dick get hard as a rock. Fuck yes..Harry thought. Harry nodded at Draco, not breaking eye contact.
Draco licked his lips and leaned towards Harry. Harry’s breathing was much heavier now. Draco pressed his lips onto Harry’s and Harry felt electricity course through him. He opened his mouth in a silent gasp and then pressed his lips back onto Draco’s kissing him as if he’d never be kissed again. Draco smiled against his lips and reached his arm around Harry’s side and grasped his arse.
Harry pulled back and bit his lip to stifle a moan. Draco pulled him right back into a kiss and stuck his tongue practically down Harry’s throat. Harry wanted to moan so bad. He started bucking his hips against Draco’s groin.
Draco, too, pulled away from Harry’s lips and took a deep breath, closing his eyes.
I’m having the same effect on him. Harry thought to himself, suddenly feeling much better. He leaned forward and kissed Draco again, gently nibbling at his lower lip, and slowly slipping his tongue into Draco’s mouth.
Harry heard his breath hitch. Harry pressed harder against Draco’s mouth, kissing him a little faster. He moved a hand down to Draco’s groin and cupped his hard erection. Draco grabbed Harry’s shoulders and pushed him away. His eyes were dark, barely showing any grey. His breathing was very heavy, and he looked at Harry with a need so strong. Harry felt the need too. Harry bit his lip. He didn’t want to make a sound in case Draco actually followed through with his threat.
Draco watched Harry bite his lip and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He slammed into Harry, crashing his lips onto his and touching him everywhere. His lips moved south to Harry’s neck and he sucked.
"Ohh!" Harry moaned, before he could stop himself, and instantly clapped his hand over his mouth, but Draco groaned back.
He pulled back and looked at Harry. For a split second Harry thought he was actually about to leave, but he stared into Harry’s eyes, lust so deep you could swim in it.
"Back to my place?" Harry spoke, thinking quickly.
Draco nodded vigorously.
Harry grabbed Draco tight and thought of his bedroom.
Pop.
He apparated them through his wards. In seconds Draco tackled Harry onto the bed. Kissing Harry’s neck and groaning. Harry moaned loudly. He felt Draco’s teeth on his neck, he bit down lightly, then harder. Harry groaned. Draco pulled away moaning.
"Fuck Harry.." Draco said before crashing his lips onto Harry’s. He was straddling Harry. Harry bucked his hips against Draco, needing friction.
"Ohh!" Harry moaned.
Draco sat up and brought a hand to Harry’s throat. "Did I say you could moan yet, Potter?" Draco spat.
Harry bucked his hips harder against Draco and groaned. Draco moaned. "Don’t...test me, Harry.." He threatened. Harry mewled.
"Ugh...Draco!" Harry moaned out. Draco threw his head back biting his lip.
"Fuck Harry.." Draco moaned. It seemed he dropped the game. Harry fought against Draco’s grip, wanting to kiss him again. He wanted their clothes off.
"Draco..clothes..off...mmmughk..now.." Harry huffed and groaned against the hand around his throat.
Draco waved his wand and they both become naked aside from their briefs. Harry moaned and rutted against Draco, ogling at Draco’s sexy, pale chest.
Draco threw his head back again, moving his hand from Harry’s throat. Harry leaned up and kissed Draco’s chest, right along the scar that he caused. Draco moaned and writhed on top of Harry.
"Draco.." Harry breathed, still kissing up and down the faint scar. "I’m sorry for this.." He trailed off, kissing his chest all over.
Draco halted. He moved away so he could see Harry. He found Harry’s eyes and locked his gaze on his. "You don’t need to be sorry, Harry. You’ve long since proven you don’t want to kill me." Draco chuckled, leaning down to kiss Harry before pulling away again. "And I’m sorry too, for that day, and for everything.." Draco frowned slightly.
Harry quickly reached up and kissed him full on the mouth. "Apology accepted, even though I don’t need one either. Now let’s forget about the past and focus on the present please." Harry said and rubbed his hard-on against Draco.
Draco laughed and threw Harry back down onto his back. "As you wish.." His eyes shone with lust.
He bent down and kissed Harry’s neck. Harry gripped Draco’s shoulders. They were lean and hard. Draco sucked on Harry’s collarbone. Harry cried out. "Fuck Draco!" He started wriggling uncontrollably under him. He wanted more. He needed more.
Draco moaned and brought his lips to Harry’s. He paused, pushing himself up to look at Harry, his arms straightened at Harry’s side, and chuckled. "Harry if you don’t stop moving I won’t be able to kiss you properly." Harry groaned at his words.
"More Draco! I want more!" Harry cried out. "Please!" Harry grabbed Draco’s forearms squeezing hard, as leverage as he rutted against the blond.
Draco cried out and grabbed his left arm, wincing in pain.
Harry shot up quickly. He instinctively put his hand on Draco’s shoulder in concern. "Draco?" He said urgently.
Draco was still bent over slightly, out of breath and holding his left arm to his stomach. He brought up his right hand resting it on Harry’s thigh. "It’s okay..it’s okay. It’s the mark."
Harry’s heart stopped. His eyes widened. "I-I.."
Draco caught his breath and straightened, sitting onto his heels. Harry was at a loss for words. Draco reached forward and took his hand.
"Harry it’s okay, look." Draco said and showed Harry his arm.
His arm looked almost completely normal other than a purplish blue line down the middle. There was no longer a snake, it didn’t ever look like a scar. It just looked like a faint bruise under the skin.
"It disappeared after he died?" Harry asked. He suddenly realized that he probably would have taken note if he saw a dark snake on Draco’s arm in their previous times.
Draco nodded. "I suppose. It hurt like a bitch." Draco chuckled. He paused, looking away in thought. "It’s never hurt like that before though."
Harry gulped. "What d’you mean?"
Draco opened his mouth, then closed it. He pursed his lips, then spoke. "I’m not sure. People have grabbed my arm before and it’s never given any sort of reaction. I mean, if I pressed directly over where it’s bruised I feel some discomfort, but never to that degree." He thought for a minute. "I wonder.." he whispered to himself.
Harry was having none of that. "You wonder what?" Harry said urgently, brows furrowing in concern.
"If it’s because it was you.." Draco said slowly, and quite quietly.
Harry sat back, more into his heels. "You mean it hasn’t happened with anyone, not even the others your hooking up with?"
Draco scoffed. "What others?" Harry’s face flushed. He chuckled giving Harry a raised eyebrow and then leaned forward to place a small kiss on his lips. He pulled away. "No..it’s never happened with anyone I hooked up with in the past. Or anyone in general."
Harry nodded. Then the words rose to his lips before he was able to stop himself. "You’re not hooking up with anybody else?"
Draco laughed. "Are you?"
"Well no but.." Harry started. Draco laughed again and leaned forward to kiss him.
"What do you take me for Harry?" He said smirking.
Harry let out a nervous laugh and he looked down kind of embarrassed. He paused for a minute and then looked back to Draco. "I-I’m sorry I..I hurt you. Do you want a drink maybe?" Harry offered.
Draco smiled at Harry. "Sure."
"How’s Firewhiskey?" Harry asked.
"Perfect."
Harry shimmied out of the room and got a nice bottle of Ogden’s and two rather large glasses. He came back in and poured Draco a glass.
He handed it to him and turned, his back to Draco, pouring one for himself.
Why had I hurt him... Harry thought to himself and swallowed. He heard Draco get up.
Draco put his drink to the side of Harry’s, on his dresser, and Harry felt arms wrap around his waist. Butterflies flew around in his stomach. Draco’s soft hands moved to grip his hips, and he bent down and kissed the side of Harry’s neck.
Harry let out a small gasp and stretched his neck a bit, giving Draco more access. Draco slowly placed kisses up and down Harry’s neck, nibbling at some points, making Harry moan, his now semi-hard cock springing back to life.
Draco moved one of his hands south and into Harry’s briefs. He wrapped his long, slender fingers around Harry’s member and pumped slowly. Harry let out a moan.
"It’s alright you know.." Draco whispered against his ear. "I want you, Harry..I want to feel you…to touch you…" He said softly, sending electric currents through Harry's body. He gulped.
Harry nodded and closed his eyes, feeling Draco’s hand on his cock and hearing his words. His brain was clouded with lust and just a bit of alcohol from before. He wanted Draco.
Draco kept pumping Harry’s dick and started to kiss along his shoulders. It gave Harry goosebumps. Harry’s dick was fully hard now and suddenly he felt lube between Draco’s hand and his member.
"Ohh! Draco.." Harry breathed.
Draco groaned against his neck, and started rubbing his own hard-on between Harry’s arse cheeks, through both their briefs.
Harry threw his head back onto Draco’s shoulder, arching a bit to press into Draco’s cock, and creating more friction between his own cock and Draco’s hand. Draco moaned and leaned to kiss Harry full on the mouth. He bit Harry’s lower lip and sucked on it.
Harry kissed him back passionately, he wanted all of Draco, and his cock pressing against his arse was a massive turn on.
"Fuck! Sweet Merlin.." Harry moaned. He whipped around out of Draco’s grasp and turned to him. He ripped down Draco’s briefs and followed suit with his own. He practically threw Draco onto the bed.
Harry kissed Draco all over. He kissed and nipped at his soft neck, and licked a stripe up his firm chest. Draco whimpered underneath Harry, rutting his erection against him. Harry was going to tease the living daylights out of this man.
He quickly untangled himself from Draco and flipped him over. He positioned himself over Draco and rubbed his throbbing erection between his arse cheeks. Draco threw his head into the bed, muffling his moans into Harry’s pillows.
Harry moaned at the erotic sight below him. He had thought about wanting Draco to fuck him, but being in this position, above Draco, knowing that he could pound into the blond and make him scream his name, made him want to fuck Draco more than he had realized before.
Harry continued to rub his dick against Draco and bent down to kiss along Draco’s back. He kissed and bit at his shoulders lightly, making Draco moan.
"FUCK, Harry!" Draco thrashed under him and started rutting into the bed.
He conjured up some lube silently, mainly rubbing it around his fingers, then he muttered a cleansing spell for good measure.
He lightly rubbed circles around Draco’s beautiful pink opening. Draco moaned loudly.
"Harry!"
Harry moaned in response and rubbed a bit faster, making sure not to penetrate Draco. He both wanted to ask permission before doing so and he wanted to tease him. He was also unsure if Draco was a bottom or not, he definitely seemed quite dominant, so Harry did not want to push him.
He took a second finger and added a bit more pressure to his opening, rubbing a bit faster.
"Please Harry! Finger me, please!" Draco cried out, muffled with his face burrowed in his pillows.
Harry smirked. Maybe he’s a top and a bottom. He thought. Harry liked the feeling of being in control. He knew Draco wanted him. It gave him a familiar feeling of confidence.
Harry removed his fingers and Draco groaned at the loss of contact. Harry leaned forward over his back, so his head was against Draco’s ear, and his erection was now poking at Draco’s entrance. Harry took Draco’s earlobe and sucked and nibbled lightly.
To Harry’s surprise Draco arched his back toward Harry, pushing his entrance further against Harry’s hard-on. Draco moaned loudly. Harry groaned in response, resisting the urge to rut against Draco’s arsehole.
His resistance seemed of little importance as Draco moved to rub himself against Harry. Harry’s eyes flew to the back of his head. Merlin..this is so hot.
"Harryyy!" Draco whined, clearly trying to get Harry to make more contact with him.
Harry chuckled and bit his ear lightly before he moved up off of Draco. He was going to try what Draco did to him.
Harry leaned back onto his heels, and pressed his mouth forward, licking a stripe over Draco’s puckered entrance. Draco mewled and pushed his arse up more towards Harry. Harry circled his entrance with his tongue, before plunging it forward, into Draco.
Draco practically screamed. Harry moaned against him and picked up the pace, fucking Draco with his tongue, drinking in Draco’s natural musky scent.
Harry had only done this one other time, and he enjoyed it, but never found himself wanting to do it to another man until now.
Harry moved his tongue out and circled his entrance a few more times before plunging his tongue in again, exploring Draco’s tight depths. Draco was shaking beneath Harry’s touch, he was moaning and fisting Harry’s pillows. Harry smirked against him.
Harry pulled away and Draco cried out at the loss of Harry’s tongue. Harry flipped Draco over and Draco whimpered.
Harry immediately bent down and got to work, engulfing Draco’s cock in his mouth, sucking and licking his tip. He took his member all the way to the back of his throat and Draco screamed before he began fucking Harry’s face, gripping his dark locks between his fingers, holding Harry’s head down.
"Gods Harry.."
Harry chocked and gagged, but Draco did not let up. Draco continued to hit the back of Harry’s throat, moaning uncontrollably. Tears were flowing down Harry’s cheeks from gagging, Draco’s moans filling his ears, making his cock twitch. He focused on Draco’s large, sculpted cock to distract himself from choking, feeling the veins on his tongue and the soft, velvety tip hitting the back of his throat. Draco thrust hard. Harry cried out.
He was finally able to break free to catch his breath and he found Draco’s eyes.
They looked at Harry with a longing so deep Harry was afraid he’d get lost in them. They were dark with lust and he was pleading silently with Harry, for release. But Harry wasn’t going to give it to him, not yet.
He leaned forward and kissed Draco, their tongues entwining immediately. Draco moaned against Harry’s mouth and Harry pushed further into Draco. Draco brought his legs up around Harry’s waist and pulled him closer to him, so Harry was laying on top of him. Draco clutched Harry so tight, Harry was unsure he’d be able to get out if he tried, but he wasn’t going to. He was going to ravish those soft, supple lips and taste every inch of Draco’s mouth.
One of Draco’s hands moved to Harry’s hair and he rubbed his head and tugged at his hair lightly.
"Ohhh.." Harry moaned against Draco’s touch.
Draco whined and pulled Harry back into a kiss and started rutting their cocks together.
Harry’s head was spinning, he could feel the heat rising in his naval and Draco had barely touched him yet. Harry was sure if he stayed in that position he would come. He moaned loudly and then pushed against Draco’s grasp. Draco offered some resistance, but Harry was able to get free and moved back a little bit and silently conjured more lube.
Leaving Draco on his back this time and lifting Draco’s legs, Harry rubbed his fingers along Draco’s entrance. He circled it and applied more pressure.
"FUCK!" Draco cried out. He moved his hips towards Harry, begging to be fingered.
Harry instead leaned forward and licked a slow, wet stripe up his cock.
"Harry! Please!" Draco whined and whimpered.
Harry smiled, and then inserted his index finger into Draco.
"OHH!" Draco cried out and writhed under Harry.
Harry moaned as his finger pushed through his tight, hot opening. He pushed through the first ring of muscle and Draco’s reaction made his cock impossibly harder. He started sawing his finger in and out of Draco. Harry saw Draco’s hands grip the sheets and his cock twitched.
"More Harry!"
Harry inserted a second finger in Draco’s tight hole and began sawing faster now, curling his fingers and pushing deeper. He rubbed the pads of his fingers against Draco’s tight, hot walls.
"FUCK! Harry right there! Gods yes.." Draco was now thrashing around slightly.
Harry assumed he’d brushed his prostate and continued to plunge his fingers in and out of Draco, making sure to rub against his prostate every few times. Draco cried out and threw his fists against the bed gripping the sheets even tighter.
"Harry! I want...I-I.." Draco trailed off, biting his lip nervously, as though he was trying to stop himself from saying whatever it was he was thinking.
Harry leaned forward, keeping his one hand pumping inside Draco and brought his other to the side of Draco’s head.
"What Draco?" Harry said quietly, looking into his eyes.
Draco shook his head. Eyes pleading with Harry.
Harry leaned down closer to Draco’s face, brushing his lips against the blond's. "Tell me.."
Draco moaned, but closed his eyes and shook his head again slowly.
Harry had wondered what Draco was thinking, but decided he wanted to taste his lips instead.
Harry closed the small distance between them and kissed Draco, automatically scissoring his fingers, stretching Draco. Harry realized what he was doing and stopped abruptly, not wanting to give Draco the wrong idea.
Draco groaned at the loss of movement. Harry then continued to finger him and gave him one more kiss before before moving back down to his manhood. He brushed against Draco’s prostate again and he bucked his hips.
"Harry!" His eyes screwed shut. "I want you, please.."
Harry bent down and took Draco’s cock in his mouth, sucking hard and watching Draco’s face.
Draco closed his eyes and bit his lip. Harry thought he looked beyond sexy. His face twisted in pleasure, biting his lips that were dark pink and swollen, and his cheeks flushed from arousal.
Harry bobbed up and down on Draco’s cock, swirling his tongue around the tip and pushing his fingers into his prostate again. Draco moaned and grabbed Harry’s hair pulling him off his cock to look at him.
"Fuck me Harry." Draco said, looking directly into Harry’s eyes.
Harry’s eyes widened and his heart rate quickened.
"P-Please Harry.." He put his head back closing his eyes.
Harry removed his fingers from Draco and slowly sat up.
"You-you’re sure?" Harry asked, not sure if he himself wanted to take that step yet.
Draco looked at him and swallowed. "I-I want you to.." He said, now nervous hearing Harry’s unsure tone.
Harry bit his lip. He wanted to too of course, but this had only been their third time together and he didn’t want to rush into anything.
"I want to too, Draco. But I don’t know if we should take that step yet." He said kindly, rubbing a hand along Draco’s thigh, offering a small, but nervous smile.
Draco nodded. His face flushed unbelievably red. "Of course.." He swallowed. "I-..I’m sorry."
"Don’t be sorry!" Harry said, quickly leaning forward to hover over him. "I’m just..not ready yet..no matter how much I do want it." He looked into Draco’s eyes. Harry thought Draco looked upset.
"Come here." Draco said and pulled Harry into an intense kiss and things started heating up again. Harry was grateful, as he felt they had enough awkward moments that night to last a lifetime.
After some time their kisses intensified, the awkward moment was forgotten and they were moaning against each other’s lips and rutting their cocks together. "Let’s sixty-nine." Draco breathed. "You stay on top."
Harry nodded and moved on top of Draco so he was positioned above his throbbing cock. Draco immediately reached up and took Harry’s cock in his mouth. Harry moaned from the sudden contact. He hadn’t realized he’d barely been touched all night, he was enjoying pleasing Draco so much.
Harry lowered onto Draco’s cock and sucked hard. He felt Draco’s breathing increase and started sucking faster. He deep throated him and Draco started bucking his hips. Harry followed suit and began fucking Draco’s face, simultaneously fondling his bollocks. Draco moaned as he deep throated Harry’s cock, taking it as deep as he could. Harry was shocked he hadn’t gagged or choked at all.
He tried his best to turn his attention away from his own pleasure and focused on Draco’s cock. He took it deep into his throat and held it there, before swallowing hard.
"Ohh!" Draco moaned out, mumbled by Harry’s cock.
Then Harry felt Draco move his hand up to his arsehole. Draco’s fingers were already doused in lube and he slowly slid his index finger into Harry’s entrance.
Harry pulled away from Draco’s cock. "Fuck Draco!" His eyes were screwed shut in pleasure and he let out a hearty moan, then engulfed Draco’s member in his mouth again.
"Merlin.." Draco moaned.
Draco slid another finger into Harry and pressed his sweet spot. Harry autonomously thrusted his cock deeper into Draco’s throat and Draco gagged - finally - and used his other hand to push against Harry’s hips.
Draco’s fingers brushed against his prostate again and Harry was seeing stars. He was going to come sooner than he thought. He plunged Draco’s cock down his throat and swallowed, pushing it as deep at he could without gagging.
Draco started fucking Harry’s face as he plunged into Harry’s prostate again and Harry felt himself nearing the edge. He was going to come soon. Harry played with Draco’s bollocks again, and began bobbing up and down on Draco’s cock sucking as hard, and as fast as he could.
Draco pumped his fingers into Harry faster, repeatedly hitting his prostate and used his other hand to push against Harry’s lower back, bringing his dick deeper into Draco’s throat. Harry was so close, just a bit more..
Draco pushed into his prostate again and Harry came down Draco’s throat. He couldn’t manage a coherent sound through Draco’s dick, but felt pure bliss course through him.
Almost seconds later he felt Draco’s hot load in his throat. He did his best to swallow it all and still suck his cock, while riding out his own orgasm.
Once the high of both their orgasms subsided. Harry moved off of Draco and Draco instantly pulled him down to lay next to him, even though Harry was going to do that anyway.
They were both still breathing heavily. Draco leaned over and kissed Harry, closing his eyes. Harry kissed him back, then pulled away slowly. He was spent and wanted to go to sleep. He hoped Draco would stay too.
Harry nuzzled into Draco’s shoulder and Draco put his arm around Harry. Then he moved his hand up to play with his hair.
Harry allowed himself to close his eyes and traced a finger up and down Draco’s chest. His chest was bare and firm. It wasn’t very muscular, but had enough meat not to show his ribs too much.
"Harry.." Draco spoke.
Harry looked up at him. "Yes?"
"Could I stay tonight?"
Harry smiled at him. "Of course you can." He said, chuckling. "Why couldn’t you?"
"I just wanted to make sure is all." He said, failing to hide the small smile on his face.
Harry kissed his jaw and then moved to get up.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked.
"Bathroom. I’m going to freshen up and get ready for bed. You’re welcome to as well when I’m done, or there’s another bathroom down the hall. There’s also food if you need it." Harry said winking.
"Wow a comfy bed and a great host? For free?" Draco joked.
"Oh on the contrary. It’s 50 galleons per second you wash your hands."
Draco laughed and then Harry turned to go wash up.
...
When he returned Draco was back in his briefs and he was tidying the bed. They had made quite a mess of it.
"You don’t have to do that.." Harry started.
"I wanted to." Draco smiled at Harry.
"Well thank you.."
"Anytime." And Draco plopped onto the bed.
Harry laughed. Draco looked up at him, half naked and sexy, a huge smile plastered across his face. Harry scoffed. "I’m glad you feel right at home." And jumped onto the bed beside Draco, grabbing his sides and tickling him.
Draco burst out laughing and pushed against Harry.
"No! Harry no! Stop it!" Draco pushed his hardest against Harry, but Harry was bigger and stronger than him, there was no way he would be able to push him off.
Harry moved to straddle Draco and continued to ravish his sides and his stomach tickling the thrashing blonde below him.
"Please Harry! Stop please! PLEASE!" Draco broke into another fit of hysterics and Harry thought he had tortured him enough and moved off of him, laughing to himself.
Draco’s chest heaved up and down. "You...bastard.." He said through laboured breaths.
Harry laughed and leaned over to kiss Draco on the cheek. "Sorry, it was too tempting."
Draco rolled his eyes and shoved Harry away, not even moving him an inch. "I’ll remember that you git."
Harry leaned forward and kissed him on this lips this time. "Oh you’ll get over it." And then kissed him again before pulling away.
Draco rolled his eyes.
Harry looked down at his plaid pyjama bottoms. "Do you want some pyjamas?" Harry asked looking at him.
"Sure, but you should know I usually sleep in silk." Draco said, cocking his head.
Harry scoffed. "Of course you do." And rolled his eyes. "I don’t think I have any silk bottoms, but I’ve got some soft cotton." Harry offered, smiling.
Draco chuckled and kissed Harry on the cheek. "Whatever you have will be fine."
Harry scrunched his nose at Draco and made his way to his wardrobe. Draco rolled his eyes. Harry picked out a pair of dark blue bottoms and tossed them onto his bed. "Would you like a shirt as well?" Harry asked.
"Will you be wearing one?"
"Well no, but-"
"Then no." Draco interjected smiling and pulled on the pyjamas.
Harry chuckled and crawled into bed scooping up Draco in his arms. He kissed him on the cheek. Draco blushed and leaned into Harry.
Harry couldn’t explain it but he liked the time he had spent with Draco. He was nothing like he imagined he was. He was almost normal.
Draco broke through Harry’s thoughts. "When did you know you were gay?" He asked innocently looking at him.
Harry looked down at him. "I’m not gay. I’m bi." Harry said kindly.
Draco rolled his eyes playfully. "Well bi then, you know what I mean. When did you realize you were interested in men?"
Harry chuckled softly. "Well I was a bit preoccupied during my Hogwarts years. And the only people I was interested in then were Cho and Ginny. A little while after the war was over and everything settled, Ginny and I broke up. It was hard for her with losing Fred and everything and we were more sad than happy. We were better off as friends anyway, she was a bit too spunky for me." He paused. "Life kept busy and I had to deal with ministry stuff and trials." He nodded his head towards Draco. "When I did start talking to people again, I think they were just in it because I was famous and everything, so it was more of just hookups, and they were only girls." He laughed. "They were all quite obnoxious to be truthful, we never got on well enough to date."
"Girls can be quite dreadful yes." Draco said laughing.
Harry chuckled. "Yes they can be." He joked, then paused. "But then I went out to the muggle world, for a bit of a break and I met this guy. We hit it off as friends and we met a few times a week. Once night he invited me over to his place for what I thought was drinks...but he kissed me after a while. I guess I was flirting him without realizing." Harry chuckled. Draco was looking at him intently. "That was the night I realized I liked kissing men too, and then I found out I liked it a bit better than I liked kissing women." Harry finished.
Draco laughed. "My first kiss was with a muggle too, with a guy that is."
Harry sat up a bit looking down at him shocked. "Really?"
"Yeah, not only was I a traitor pure blood, but I was gay traitor pureblood to boot. And no way was I going to be traipsing around the wizarding world telling everyone that." He laughed. "But then things died down and I dated this wizard for a bit, it ended kinda badly. After that I’ve just been doing me.." He sighed happily.
"When did you know you were gay?" Harry asked.
"When Pansy Parkinson kissed me in fourth year. I felt nothing. I never told her at the time of course. We laugh about it now though, she has always wondered why I never let her get past snogging." He chuckled and Harry smiled. "And the fact that the only people I ever eyed were boys. I even thought you were attractive in Hogwarts, but you know being enemies and all it was a bit hard to fancy you and your prat head." He said, and thumped Harry on his forehead.
"Oi!" Harry rubbed his head then pushed him lightly. "I was no more a prat than you." He huffed, jokingly.
Draco let out a sigh. "I was downright awful to you, wasn’t I?" Draco said with a light, but apologetic chuckle. "I’m sorry about that." He said sheepishly.
"It’s alright.. now I know it’s cuz you thought I was cute." Harry said poking him.
Draco scoffed. "In your dreams Saint Potter." Draco said mockingly.
"Ohhh no, not that again. That name gives me PTSD." Harry chuckled.
"PTSD?" Draco questioned.
"Post traumatic stress disorder. It’s a muggle term." Harry said matter o’factly.
"Now you sound like Granger. You knowitall." He laughed.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Shush up." They both chuckled and settled into each other. Harry didn’t want to admit it, but they were most definitely cuddling.
After some time, Harry spoke. "Don’t take offense to this Draco, but you’re actually a decent bloke." Harry looked down at the blond.
"Is the famous Harry Potter complimenting me?" Draco said dramatically raising a hand to his chest in dramatic shock.
Harry laughed. "Yes, but I can take it back you git."
"Do it, see what happens." Draco narrowed his eyes leaning towards Harry.
"Right then. I take it back. You’re bloody awful." Harry replied snarkily.
"You little prat." Draco poked Harry’s chest.
He grabbed Harry’s wrists and moved on top of him. Pinning his arms above his head. He leaned down.
"I think a bit of snogging is in order." Draco said and leaned down to kiss Harry.
Harry happily accepted and kissed Draco back before breaking the kiss.
"Oh right how terrible of me. Please don’t add tongue, that would be the worst punishment of all." Harry said dramatically.
"Oh yes horrible." Draco chuckled and kissed Harry again. Promptly adding his tongue into the mix.
Draco kissed him for a while before sliding off him and snuggling into him. They chatted a bit more before falling off to sleep.

EEEE so Draco and Harry are becoming friends...friends with obvious benefits.
HEHEHE I’m excited anyway enjoy if you read this!
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