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So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The "boys" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.

Summary: Interesting things can happen when you're away from everyone and everything you know.

Chapter 36 � Pre-Graduation Bash

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With Ron and Hermione to Harry�s left and Crabbe and Goyle to Draco�s right, nothing personal could be said between the two lovers, so they talked about their time in America, remembering things they did together. Ron and Hermione asked plenty of questions while Draco�s henchmen talked between themselves.

Madam Rosmerta met the students at the door and escorted them to the basement, saying that she�d be around later. Drinks flowed freely in the transfigured room of The Three Broomsticks as students celebrated their last night as well as the end of their school career at Hogwarts. Music filled the room as a silver disco ball reflected the multi-colored lights that flashed above the dancers. Tables and chairs had been set around the dance floor, giving the seventh-years a place to rest their weary or drunken, or weary and drunken, bodies if need be.

Harry had taken up residence at a table with Hermione and Ron and watched as Draco held court at the Slytherin tables. Everyone except the Slytherins was mingling with other houses and Harry wondered about that.

"With Malfoy out of the picture, things were less stressful. Of course, the Slytherins still kept mostly to themselves, but the other three houses found common ground this year," Hermione explained.

"That�s great. I hope they completely do away with the house system. It�s antiquated and keeps everyone from knowing their fellow classmates," Harry said. "It was nice to be able to sit where we wanted at meal time and associate with whomever we chose."

"And out of all the people there, you chose to � associate � with Malfoy," Ron teased.

"Well, not at first. We didn�t figure out that there was something between us until sometime in October. And even then we didn�t �associate� with each other until later," Harry said with a grin as his eyes drifted back to Draco.

From where Harry was sitting, he had a perfect view of his boyfriend and his eyes rarely strayed from that beautiful vision. He watched as a few witches, including Pansy, asked him to dance and Harry laughed when silver eyes landed on him before he turned them down.

This was going to be fun, Harry thought to himself. He just wished they would get on with it. He ached to have Draco in his arms again, to run his fingers through his soft hair, to lay claim to even softer lips.

His Slytherin side contrived a very Malfoy-worthy scheme to get his lover in his arms, and then his Gryffindor nature came into play. Draco knew his boyfriend had a history of acting impulsively, and this would be just one more instance to add to the ever-growing list. "Hey Mione, care to dance?" he asked with a grin. "That is, if Ron doesn�t mind."

"Sure, as long as you behave yourself," the red-head said with a grin of his own. "Oh wait! Should I expect Malfoy to come over here and ask me to dance as some kind of retaliation? Because if so, then the answer is not only no, but HELL NO!"

Both Harry and Hermione laughed. "I really don�t think you have to worry about being propositioned by him, Ron. He�s sort of spoken for."

"And so are you but it�s not stopping you from dancing with MY girl," Ron tossed at him.

"Your GIRL will be fine, Ron. She�ll be back before you know it. I�m just upping the stakes a bit," he said with a grin as he took his best friend�s hand and led her onto the dance floor, a certain pair of silver eyes never leaving the pair.

"What in Merlin�s name does he think he�s doing?" Draco asked as he and Blaise watched the two Gryffindors.

"Looks like he had his own plans for letting everyone in on your little secret," Blaise said with a smile.

The two wizards watched as Harry turned his best friend around, her back to his chest, as they moved to the music. Jealousy seeped into the blonde�s body from watching his lover dancing that particular way with someone other than himself. He tried to reason that it was Harry�s best friend, but the green-eyed monster could care less. Harry�s hands were on another�s body and it wasn�t sitting well with Draco.

Their bodies moved sinuously to the music, Hermione�s eyes closed, her head thrown back on Harry�s shoulder.

"He�s staring daggers at us," Harry whispered as they danced.

"Which one?"

Harry chanced a look over his shoulder to find Ron watching also.

"Both of them," he said.

"Good. Maybe it�ll get Draco off of his duff and out here so you two can get on with the rest of the night," she said as she raised her hand and slid her fingers into Harry�s hair, cradling his head.

A few moments later, Draco appeared in front of them. "Hands off my property, Granger," he said with an evil gleam in his eye.

"About time you claimed it, Draco," she said as she leaned up and kissed Harry on the cheek. "Behave you two," she said as she slid out of Harry�s arms and went back to the table to watch the fireworks.

Just as yesterday in the Great Hall, all eyes were on them, wondering exactly what it was about to transpire between the two. At first glance, it looked like Malfoy and Potter had taken up their old ways, standing toe-to-toe as if ready to do battle. Everyone�s smiles of anticipation of a showdown quickly turned to shock when Harry�s left arm reached out and pulled Draco�s body against him, his right hand brushing the blonde fringe away from Draco�s eyes.

"Couldn�t wait, could you?" Draco asked as he moved closer to Harry, into the position that came as natural to him as breathing � hands resting lightly on Harry�s shoulders, fingers twined in the sweat soaked tips that stuck to his partner�s neck, their hips in perfect alignment as Harry�s hands slid under the silk shirt to rest against warm skin.

"You should be glad I waited this long," Harry said as he flexed his fingers against the pale skin, causing Draco to arch his body into Harry�s. "Did you get things worked out with Blaise? I see you two are back on speaking terms."

"We talked before we came down to the Great Hall. Things are fine between us now," Draco said.

"Good. Now, next question - did you wear this to deliberately provoke me?" he asked as they moved their entwined bodies to the heavy beat of the music.

"You know me so well," Draco admitted. "I know what this outfit does to you and I�m wondering how long you�ll be able to control yourself in front of everyone."

Harry�s emerald eyes darkened. "You�re safe for now, Draco. It�s when we get back to my room that you need to worry."

Draco rolled his entire body against Harry�s and groaned. "Planning on fucking me against the wall again?"

The Slytherin side of Harry emerged with an evil grin. "That�s one possibility," he said as his hand slid over the leather-covered arse and settled itself there as they danced. "I think tonight�s punishment will be a bit more � severe � than before. Taking you against the wall was nothing compared to what you�re in for tonight," the Gryffindor whispered into his lover�s ear.

Hermione had been watching the exchange between the two and was now noticing the reactions of their classmates. While some were totally oblivious to what was going on thanks to the effects of too much alcohol, others were looking at the two and then to their neighbors, as if making certain they weren�t seeing things, or maybe they were.

"What�s going on in that mind of yours right now?" Draco asked as his hands slid to Harry�s back, caressing the skin beneath the black silk shirt his lover was wearing.

"That I�m ready turn up the heat. Show everyone just how much things have changed between us," Harry replied.

"And what exactly did you have in mind?" the blonde queried.

"This," Harry said as he cradled Draco�s face between his hands, stroking the plump lip with his thumbs. Slowly he lowered his lips to the blonde�s and teased the swollen flesh with his tongue, lightly licking at the seam, requesting admittance. When they parted slightly, Harry delved inside, his tongue seeking its mate, twining around it, teasing it.

Pale fingers slid into inky-black hair, the contrast startling, as Draco gave back as much as he was receiving. This first kiss in front of their peers was more than just a kiss � it was a bold statement showing everyone who dared to look that this was not the result of a cruel joke, a curse, a dare, or anything of that nature. This was real. This was Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy putting aside their petty differences and becoming friends, becoming lovers, becoming one.

The need for air caused them to part for a moment, each resting their head on the other�s shoulder, relishing the feel of being together again. Harry looked up to find Hermione watching them, Ron trying NOT to watch them, and the rest of his house wearing identical expressions of surprise. Harry closed his eyes and smiled, holding the body in front of him closer as they danced. More questions and explanations were on the horizon, but for now, he and Draco would enjoy themselves.

After several more dances, they finally left the security of the dance floor and joined Ron and Hermione at their table, immediately being surrounded by both Slytherins and Gryffindors alike before they could even sit down.

Questions ranged from: Have you lost your mind? � to � What would your father say if he were alive? � to � What possessed you to take up with the likes of him? � to � Have you conveniently forgotten the last six years?

The two wizards let the questions hang in the air and said nothing until the mob had finished. It was then that Draco slid his arm around Harry.

"Do you love me?" he asked as he looked into emerald eyes.

Harry nodded. "Yes. Do you love me?" he parroted.

Another nod. "Yes," Draco answered and then he looked at their classmates. "And that�s all you need to know," he said as he and Harry walked away, hand in hand, winding their way through the tables and up to the makeshift bar where they took a seat.

"Bully for you two," Madam Rosmerta said with a wink as she handed them two fire whiskeys and then turned to fill several mugs with butter beer. "Although I�m sure there are hearts breaking right about now because the two of you are not only taken, but taken by each other. I�ve never seen someone stand up for their beliefs like that before, especially not someone as young as the two of you. Saw lots of them hiding it, sneaking in here in hopes that they could escape the outside world for a time, but none of them ever did what you just did. Now, if you�ll excuse me, I need to deliver these," she said as she put the mugs on a tray and left the two of them alone.

"What shall we drink to?" Draco asked as he picked up his glass, Harry doing the same.

"I don�t know. To surviving the next twelve hours or so?" he teased.

"Sounds good to me," Draco said as they touched the rims of their glasses together and then took a drink, each gasping as the alcohol burned their throats as it went down. "Merlin could that stuff be any stronger?" he asked as he shook his head.

"Probably," Harry commented as he did the same, his raven locks being tossed back and forth. "So what do you want to do now? I think we�ve accomplished all we set out to do tonight."

Draco pulled Harry�s knees between his own and leaned forward. "I think you mentioned something about punishing me for my choice of clothing for the evening," he said as he licked the sweaty skin of Harry�s neck. "We could get started early."

Harry let his head fall to the side, offering more skin to Draco�s teasing tongue, shivering each time he blew on the wetness. "As tempting as the offer is, love, I�d like to stay for a little while longer. While I know you don�t care one whit about anyone here, I�d like to spend some time with Hermione and Ron before we all part ways tomorrow."

As much as Draco hated it, the fact remained that Harry was right. He hadn�t seen his friends except once in the nine months they�d been gone and didn�t know when they would get a chance to see each other again. He pulled back and placed a kiss on Harry�s lips before sliding from the stool and pulling Harry back towards his friends. A few of Harry�s dorm-mates were still at the table when they approached and he wondered if they would cause a scene now.

Harry directed Draco to the chair next to Ron while he took the one on the outside, a defensive habit he had adopted since their first run-in with Craig. At least Ron was the lesser of the two evils as far as threats to Draco were concerned now. He knew that Ron would not do anything, while the others were an unknown variable. His mind was put quickly at ease when everyone started talking as if nothing had happened, even going so far as to including Draco a few times.

It was a little while and several rounds of alcohol later and everyone seemed to be feeling no pain. The raven-haired Gryffindor slid his arm along the back of Draco�s chair and leaned over to him, Harry�s hand teasing the skin above the blonde�s collar. "See, they�re not so bad once you get to know them," he whispered, enjoying the shiver that wracked the Slytherin�s frame.

Draco�s left hand slowly slid up Harry�s thigh, only to stop a few inches away from the juncture of his legs. "If you don�t stop that, you�re going to regret it."

"Promises, promises," he teased before kissing the patch of skin right below Draco�s ear.

The blonde turned his hand slightly and pressed the heel of his palm into Harry�s crotch, rocking it back and forth a few times, causing Harry to groan.

"Bloody tease," he hissed before latching onto the skin he had just kissed, sucking gently, his right hand holding the blonde in place. His left hand gripped Draco�s thigh and slowly inched its way higher, his fingers brushing against the soft leather that was separating him from what he wanted.

"Harry," Draco warned as he stopped the wandering hand�s progress with a firm grip around Harry�s wrist. "Not here."

"Yeah, not here Harry," Ron said with a grin. "Wait until you get back to the dorm, and after you get the silencing wards put up since Malfoy is a screamer," he added with a snicker.

Draco�s gaze snapped back to Harry. "You TOLD him that?"

Harry blushed. "Yeah, it sort of slipped out."

"Explain to me how it �sort of slipped out�," the Slytherin stated.

"Well, we were talking and Ron said that he didn�t care if you stayed with me as long as he didn�t hear you making any noises, like moaning and stuff. I sort of told him that for us the silencing spell was as important as their contraceptive spell because you, well, because you�re a screamer," he finished quietly. "And then he started getting all squeamish on me, saying he really didn�t need to know all that."

"And you think you�re any quieter?" the blonde countered. "I seem to recall one time that .."

Harry clamped a hand over Draco�s mouth. "Don�t you dare go there, Draco."

"Oh yes, do go there Draco," Hermione chimed in. "What�s our friend hiding?"

Draco reached up and removed the hand. "Harry likes to be spanked," he said with a grin, causing Harry to turn a lovely shade of red.

Hermione�s eyes widened and Harry�s head dropped to the table, his forehead resting against the wooden surface.

"You are SO getting it when we get back," Harry threatened.

"That�s the whole idea, isn�t it Harry?" the blonde asked as he slid his fingers through Harry�s mop of dark hair.

"Spanked?" the witched repeated. "With your hand or something else?" she asked.

"HERMIONE!" Ron exclaimed. "PLEASE! I really don�t want to know all this," he said as he put his head down on the table beside his best friend. "This is my best friend we�re talking about here."

"Exactly," Hermione said. "All the more reason for us to discuss this. Best friends tell each other everything."

"I don�t want to know EVERY thing, Mione," Ron pleaded. "There are some aspects of their relationship I�d rather not ever know about."

"Actually, Hermione, it was with my hand," Draco offered, causing both Harry and Ron to groan in frustration. "Both of them actually."

"Harry, can�t you do something to shut your boyfriend up?" Ron asked in desperation.

He nodded and rolled his head to the side so he could look at Ron. "As long as you don�t get freaked out by watching me snog the hell out of him. It works quite well."

Ron lifted is head. "Do it. If it shuts the two of them up, do it."

Harry stood and quickly grabbed his chair to keep from toppling over, and then straddled Draco�s lap.

"What do you think you�re doing?" the blonde asked as he looked up at Harry.

"Shutting you up," he answered a second before covering his lover�s lips with his own.

Draco�s arms slid under the fabric of Harry�s shirt, his nails scraping against the skin as Harry immediately deepened the kiss, taking possession of the mouth below his. He kissed Draco as if there were no tomorrow, catching every moan that spilled forth from those perfect lips. He knew how to get Draco to shut up and by kissing him this way guaranteed his compliance for the next little while. The one drawback was the fact that now Harry�s cock was achingly hard and he knew that if he didn�t slow things down there would be no turning back for either of them. He gradually lessened the intensity of the kiss until he was loving Draco�s mouth, not possessing it. When he finally pulled back, he found several pairs of eyes on them.

Hermione was the first one to speak. "Do you realize how HOT it is to watch the two of you?"

"Actually yes, we do. Well, not the kissing part but we�ve done other things in front of a mirror," Draco said with a grin.

Harry�s lips covered Draco�s again in a bruising kiss.

"As much as I love you, Draco, do you think we might be able to keep some things private?" Harry asked when he finally pulled away.

"Merlin, I�d love to see the two of you," Hermione said with a giggle.

"That�s it, Mione," Ron declared. "You�ve had enough to drink," he said as he tried to pry the tankard out of her grip. "If you�ve come to the point where you want to watch Harry and Malfoy .. do .. THAT .. then you�ve reached your limit."

Harry and Draco broke into laughter as they watched Ron and Hermione tussle over the mug she had in a death-grip. They laughed even harder when Ron grabbed it with both hands and pulled at the same time Hermione let go. The red-head stumbled backwards and ended up flat on his back wearing what was left of the witches drink.

"That�s it, you two," Draco said as he tried to stand, only to find Harry still in his lap. "Move it Harry. It�s your duty as their best friend to escort them back to the castle since they�ve had more than their fair share of fun tonight."

Harry reluctantly slid from Draco�s lap and offered Ron a hand up. Ron grabbed his friend�s hand and tugged, bringing Harry down on top of him. When Draco reached down to help Harry up, he found himself on the floor as well. The only one left was Hermione and Draco quickly took care of that. He reached over, grabbed a leg and pulled. Before they realized it, they were in a laughing heap on the floor between their table and the wall.

"Harry, that better be your hand on my crotch," Draco said amidst the laughter, causing everyone to laugh harder.

"Come on, guys," Hermione said as she grabbed a chair and hoisted herself up into a sitting position. "The party is almost over," she said as she noticed the small group of people left in the basement. After a slight struggle to get everyone up from the tangle on the floor, they said their goodbyes and left.

The cool night air sobered up the four a bit, but not completely, so they were staggering their way back around the lake when Hermione asked the boys a question that she had been thinking about for awhile now.

"So who�s the top and who�s the bottom in your relationship?" she blurted out.

Ron covered his ears. "HERMIONE!"

Hermione left her boyfriend and slid between the other two wizards, wrapping an arm around each of their waists. "So tell me, I want to know. Best friend�s privilege and all that."

"We�re equals, Mione," Harry answered. "At first, I topped because I had issues with the other. But after I realized that I loved him, it was easy to let go."

"So do you take turns?"

Draco laughed. "Of course we take turns. Wouldn�t be fun if we didn�t."

"Hey!" Ron shouted. "Stop corrupting my girlfriend with your homosexual propaganda."

"Nothing wrong with being curious," Draco stated. "Unless you�re a cat. They get killed with it, you know."

There were a few seconds of silence and then all four of them burst into laughter.

"Now that is what I like to hear .. the laughter of my students enjoying their friends," the Headmaster said as he stood on the steps of the castle waiting for the students to return. "I would suggest a quick healing spell before you drift off to sleep or your graduation day will be filled with severe pain instead of happy memories," he said as they passed by.

Harry was the only one who met the elder wizard�s gaze and saw a smile on his weathered face.

"Thank you, sir," Harry said quietly before they disappeared inside the castle.

"Oh, one more thing," he called, stopping the group�s progress. Four sets of eyes turned back to the wizard. "Do not forget that anyone caught wandering the castle after curfew will be reprimanded severely. I would suggest you hurry to your � destinations � quickly, and stay there. Do I make myself clear?" he asked with a pointed stare.

"Yes sir. We understand perfectly," Harry said with a smile. "We�ll see you at breakfast then," he said as he grabbed Draco�s hand and quickly entered the castle.

"Merlin, I hate it when he does that. Always saying something without actually saying it," Ron said with a shake of his head.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You dolt. That was his way of letting us know that he knows what we�re up to and that if we get caught, we might not graduate."

"OH! Then we�d better get up to Gryff tower before he sends Filch and Mrs. Norris looking for us," Ron said as he grabbed his girlfriend�s hand and raced up the staircase, Harry and Draco right behind them. They didn�t stop until they reached the safety of the seventh-year boy�s dorm, closing the door behind them.

Harry looked around. "Guess we�re the only ones here tonight then," he said as he took in his roommate�s empty beds. Ron and Hermione had already stumbled onto Ron�s bed, falling into a heap on top of the covers.

"Which one is yours?" Draco asked and smiled when Harry pointed to the one beside the window.

"That one," he said but grabbed Draco�s arm before he could get too far. "And just where do you think you�re going?" he asked as he drew the lithe body back against his own.

"To your bed," Draco answered with a smile.

"Have you forgotten about earlier? About your punishment?" Harry asked as he lowered his lips to Draco�s neck, first licking and then gently biting the soft skin there, causing Draco to gasp.

"No," Draco whispered as he pressed his body to Harry�s.

"Want me to tell you exactly what I�m going to do to you?" he asked as he turned them around and pressed Draco against the closed door, their bodies touching from chest to thigh. "Or do you want me to surprise you?" he asked as he linked their fingers together and raised Draco�s hands, pinning them above his head.

The blonde�s head fell back and came into contact with the thick wooden door. "Tell me."

Harry�s tongue teased the pale column of Draco�s throat, starting at the hollow of his neck and licking a stripe up to his chin. "First of all, I�m going to kiss every inch of your body. I�m going to lick every inch of your body, and I�m going to tease every inch of your body," he said as he gently bit the strong jaw. "And then I�m going to fuck you so slowly that you�ll be begging me for release," he said and received a soft groan from his Slytherin.

He took a moment to suck on Draco�s Adam�s apple, laving the bump afterwards with his tongue. "But I won�t allow you to come, Draco. No matter how much you beg, you�re not allowed to come until I say you can. I won�t touch your cock," he said as he ground his own hardness against its twin, "and I won�t allow you to touch it either," Harry whispered as he flexed his hips against the body beneath him.

"And then when I decide it�s time, I�m going to come in that sweet arse of yours," he said before he gently bit the tendon at the blonde�s neck. "Do you know how much I love your arse, Draco?" the brunette asked as his hands slid down Draco�s arms, down his sides and then behind Draco, cupping the leather-clad globes in his grasp, slowly kneading his flesh. "It�s perfect, Draco, and it�s all mine," he said as he gripped it firmly, causing another moan to spill from the soft lips.

"I think I said I didn�t want to hear that," Ron said from behind the closed curtains of his bed and earned a smack on the leg from his girlfriend.

"Moan all you want Draco," she said with a giggle.

Harry slowly backed away from Draco and taking his hand, led him to the bed, but instead of crawling onto it, Harry led him around the end and to the opposite side so they were standing between the bed and the window.

"Stand right there," Harry said as he slid onto the bed and closed the front curtains, casting the silencing and locking charm on the curtains. With another wave of his hand, he created a privacy bubble that encompassed not only the bed, but also the space where Draco was standing. The raven-haired wizard slid back to the edge of the bed and pulled Draco into the vee of his legs.

"I�ve always wanted to do this," he said as started at the top slowly unbuttoned the silver shirt of his lover. "Ever since that night I saw you in the moonlight on the Astronomy Tower, I�ve wanted to do this, here, in front of my window," he said as he kissed the skin that was revealed with each button that slid free of its holder. "Your body looks like it�s glowing," he said as he reached up and slowly slid the material down Draco�s arms, his own fingers never leaving the pale skin. Harry caught the material at Draco�s hands and tossed it aside.

Draco felt his cock swell inside the confines of his leather trousers as Harry�s mouth traversed his torso. Lips, teeth and tongue traveled over the pale skin, leaving several marks as Harry claimed his body. Silver passion-filled eyes watched as Harry�s hands moved to his own shirt and quickly did away with the garment. And then Harry was standing, pushing Draco against the wall, chest to chest, as he claimed the blonde�s mouth, stealing his breath as he was thoroughly kissed. He felt Harry toe off his Docs, felt hands at his waist and he nearly sobbed with frustration when he realized that Harry was removing his own trousers and not Draco�s. He knew that his would come off whenever Harry decided it was time, but his cock was so hard now it was becoming uncomfortable.

Harry moved away from Draco and slid back onto his bed until he was resting on his elbows, legs spread apart, his staff jutting upwards from the dark nest of curls. He heard Draco moan again and smiled as the sound washed over his heated skin. Emerald eyes locked with silver as he lay completely flat on the bed. Slowly, his right hand trailed over his chest, fingers teasing his nipples, rolling and then tugging gently, and then his fingers were traveling down over his stomach, drifting over the fine trail of hair until they gripped his swollen cock.

"See, Draco, you�re not the only one who can tease," Harry said as he slowly slid the foreskin back and forth over the engorged head, gathering the pre-come that had seeped from the slit. He ran one long digit through it and smiled as he raised the finger to his lips, his tongue snaking out and tasting it. "Mmmm," he teased. "I�m guessing you want a taste. Am I right, Draco?"

"Oh fuck, Harry .. yes .. please," Draco said as he moved forward but a foot against his chest stopped his progress.

"No. You�re not touching me until I say you can. This is part of your punishment," Harry said as he continued to clean the tip of his finger.

Draco was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Harrrryyyy, you can�t do this," he whined.

"I can and I will," Harry said with an evil grin. "You�ve teased me for the last time, love, and now, you�re going to find out how it feels," he said as he lowered his fingers back to his shaft. Harry closed his eyes and emptied his mind of everything except the sounds his lover was making. He slowly worked his flesh, up and down, time and time again, his thumb circling the head, teasing the sensitive spot underneath. Harry�s left hand slid down and cradled his sacs, teasing and tugging as he slowly brought himself to the edge and then backed away again. It was killing him but in the end would be worth it. Harry bent his legs and propped his feet on the bed, giving Draco a perfect view of himself. He heard Draco�s gasp as his fingers slid lower and circled the puckered flesh.

"What�s the matter, Draco? Can�t handle watching me get myself off?" the Gryffindor teased.

"I swear to Merlin you are going to pay for this Harry," Draco said angrily, his palms pressed flat against the wall to keep from touching Harry as well as himself.

After a whispered spell, Harry slid one digit into the tight passage and his back arched away from the bed. "Mmmmm, no love, I think it�s you who�s paying for teasing me tonight," Harry said as his finger slid in and out a few times. "Now, be a good boy and get undressed and sit at the head of the bed."

The blonde did not have to be told twice. In a matter of seconds, his shoes were off and his green leather trousers were pooled at his feet. In another second or two, they were left in a pile and Draco had climbed onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard. He wanted to take hold of himself but knew there would be consequence if he did.

Harry, in the meantime, had slid another finger into himself, looking forward to what was coming next. He really should have been sorted into Slytherin, he thought to himself.

"Suck me, Draco," Harry said as he grabbed Draco�s hand and tugged him forward. "Make me lose my mind," he said as he removed his hand and watched as Draco�s eyes darkened even further. "But .. no touching yourself," Harry reminded him.

The Gryffindor nearly screamed when his shaft was swallowed to the hilt and then Draco was pulling out all the stops in order to please his partner. His hand worked in counterpoint to his lips, up/down, down/up, while he slid two digits into Harry�s passage.

"Oh yeah .. yessssss .. Draco .. yeah .. like that," he panted as his lover did what he asked. In no time Harry�s release hit him like a ton of bricks and then he DID scream as his pearly white liquid coated the back of Draco�s throat. Merlin, he needed that if he was to get through the other things he had planned, he thought to himself.

"Good?" Draco asked with a smug smile when he tucked himself against Harry�s side.

"You don�t hear me complaining, do you?" Harry whispered as he slowly came down from the high he was on. After a few minutes he rolled over and looked down at Draco. "Now comes the fun part," he said with a grin.

Starting with Draco�s feet, Harry proceeded to follow through with his threat from earlier. He licked and kissed every square inch of Draco�s body, the teasing part coming into play from the licking and kissing. He left no patch of skin untouched. He nibbled on the blonde�s kneecaps, behind his knees, sucked on his elbows, licked the crease of his inner arms, nipped at his ribs, gently bit his hipbones. The only thing that had yet to be touched was his cock, his balls, and the entrance to his body. By this time, Draco�s cock was weeping from the inattention and Harry knew it was only going to get worse before it got better. IF Draco could hold out that long.

"Up on your knees, Draco, and face the wall. Hands on the headboard and do not let go. Understand?" Harry asked as he pulled his lover up and helped him get into the position that Harry wanted him in.

The blonde nodded as he braced himself against the dark wood.

Harry moved in behind him, pressing himself fully against the pale back, his hands sliding around Draco�s waist, lips on his shoulder, kissing the flesh.

"I love you, my dragon," he whispered as his renewed erection slid between Draco�s buttocks.

Draco�s head fell back on to Harry�s shoulder. "I love you, too, Harry," he breathed as he pressed himself back against his lover.

"If any of this gets to be too much, tell me, okay? I promise I won�t hurt you."

The blonde head nodded. "I trust you, Harry."

Harry smiled at that simple statement and vowed to never do anything to break that trust. He turned his thoughts back to the game at hand and proceeded to tease his lover with very light touches over his lower back and thighs, all the while Harry was lowering himself for the perfect angle for what he was about to do.

He gently bit first the left cheek, and then the right before spreading them apart. He inhaled his lover�s musky scent, nuzzled the entrance with his nose. Draco screamed when he felt the first swipe of tongue across the puckered flesh, his knuckles turning white from gripping the headboard tightly.

"Oh dear god you�re going to kill me tonight, Harry," Draco whispered.

"No love, I�ve already told you what I�m going to do. Killing wasn�t on the list," Harry teased before licking his entrance again, this time earning a loud groan for his efforts.

He teased Draco this way for what seemed like hours to Draco when in reality it was several minutes, first with his tongue and then by adding oil-slicked fingers. By the time Harry had finished, Draco was barely clinging to the headboard as the raven haired-wizard had four fingers buried deep inside of the pale body, both index fingers and both middle fingers. Because he used both hands, he could stretch him more easily than if it was four fingers on the same hand.

"Now comes the fun part," Harry said as he helped Draco back up so that he was kneeling again instead of hanging. "Accio Lube", he whispered and a vial of oil flew into his left hand. He poured a splash into his right and slicked his member, using a bit to coat Draco�s passage. "Do you remember what I said about this?" Harry asked as he parted the pale fleshy globes and positioned the head of his cock at Draco�s entrance.

Draco�s body was trembling and while Harry wanted to take his lover in his arms and take care of his needs, the Slytherin side of him made him stick to his plan.

Slowly, he pushed his length into the hot passage, groaning as his lover�s body swallowed his cock, inch by glorious inch. Once inside, Harry rested his head on Draco�s back, his hands gripping Draco�s hips hard enough to leave bruises where his fingers were.

"Bloody hell, Draco," Harry panted. "I love being inside of you like this."

Draco pushed his hips back and took the last bit of Harry�s member inside of him. "Much better," he said as he held himself still. He wanted nothing more than to move but knew that this was Harry�s game and he would do whatever Harry wanted.

Harry pushed up and grabbed the headboard, his hands sitting beside Draco�s as he started to move, oh so slowly, in and out of Draco�s body. Each movement wrung a cry from the blonde�s lips as Harry�s cock rubbed over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Now, my little snake. We�ll see how you like to be teased," he whispered into the Slytherin�s ear, his tongue tracing the shell, teeth tugging at the fleshy lobe, his length sliding into Draco�s body.

"Harry .. please .. I .. need .. to .. come .. Gods .. sorry .." the blonde babbled, trying desperately to convince his lover to let him find his release.

"No, Draco. Not yet. You knew what you were getting into tonight by wearing that outfit. This is your punishment. You can�t come until I allow you to," Harry said as he continued his slow assault.

Draco�s head dropped between his shoulders, his chin resting on his chest, his breathing reduced to panting. "Sorry, love .. won�t .. do .. it .. again," he pleaded.

Harry grinned and licked at the sweat rolling down Draco�s neck, sliding between twin shoulder blades. "Yes you will. It�s in your nature to tease me, Draco. You get off on it just as much as I do. The only difference is that you�re being punished for it."

"You�ll get your .. punishment .. next time," Draco said. "Just .. let .. me .. come .. please," he whined as Harry�s cock continued its slow torture.

Harry released one hand and wrapped it around Draco�s torso, his fingers circling a pale disk, plucking at the nipple. "You like that?"

Draco nodded and Harry�s hand gave its twin the same treatment. He moaned as the hand traveled south and a finger dipped into his navel, teased the fine line of hair beneath.

"Oh gods," Draco gasp as the fingers continued their journey. "Touch me, please Harry," he pleaded.

"I don�t think so," he said with a grin.

"Oh you bastard," Draco breathed as Harry�s fingers bypassed his cock and moved on to tease his thigh, his hand settling there as he continued his slow assault.

Minutes went by and Harry felt his orgasm welling up inside of him. He kissed the heated flesh in front of him.

"Draco," he breathed against the pale back.

"Mmmm."

"If I were a bastard I wouldn�t let you come at all, would I?" he asked and earned a shake of blonde hair as his answer.

"I love you, Draco. Now come for me," he whispered and Draco let go of what was left of the control he had.

Gripping the headboard even tighter, he pumped his hips in time with Harry�s and groaned as Harry�s fingers ghosted over his thick shaft. His cock twitched violently and several streams of his essence erupted from the purple head. His sheath contracted around Harry�s cock and then Harry was coming for the second time that night, filling his lover�s body.

Harry slowly pulled out and eased Draco onto his back, giving them both the cleaning spell.

"Never again, Harry," Draco whispered as he curled up against Harry�s side. "Promise not to tease you again," he said as his eyes slowly closed.

The raven-haired Gryffindor kissed his lover�s brow. "Don�t make promises you can�t keep, Draco."

"Okay," he answered with a yawn. "I�ll think of something later. Right now I need sleep," he said as Harry covered them with his blanket. "Must look good for graduation in a few hours."

Harry smiled. "You look good no matter what."

"I know," Draco sighed, although there was a small smile on his face.

"Ahhh, so the infamous Vanity Malfoy has come back to Hogwarts," Harry teased. "I thought we left him in America."

"You wish," the Slytherin teased. "Hey, Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too, Draco," came the echoed sentiment.

"Night."

"Goodnight, love," Harry whispered as he pulled Draco�s body tighter against him, sleep finally claiming the exhausted Gryffindor soon after.

TBC

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