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TO EVERYONE, but especiall
THRNBROOKE who pointed it out: Harry has boy parts. I tried to make it
obvious, but I failed � apparently. His body stays rather normal while under
the potion, because as Snape told him, an entire change would cause a lot of
damage. Therefore only his face, hair and voice change and he looks a bit more,
eurm, curvy. Does that make it sound whole?

Yes, he wears boxer-briefs under his skirt. I think of knee-long skirts. And I
also think that boxer-briefs are rather close to Women�s Hot Pant�s, aye?

TO BURNING WINGS: Gods, you make me
blush. Thank you for the cyber cookies. Is it appropriate to say thank you for
salutes? Well, I don�t care� Thank you!

TO EDEVIS: If you haven�t read it
yet, please read the very first note at the top!

TO PEPPER: Ahhh,
freu eine deutsche Seele. Woher wu�test
du, dass ich deutsch bin? Hatte ich was in German geschrieben? Anyway� Was meinst du mit �explicit�??? *verwirrt sei*

TO SABLE_SILVERRAIN: Heya girl, KUDOS for your story. *tehe*
You know I love it, don�t you? I want to speak
Japanese, too. *pout* And btw. A tiny hint if you want
to hear German: RAMMSTEIN. You know them, don�t you? Love them sooo much!

If I�ve forgotten something important, feel free to nudge me. Oh, ha, see, I
already remember something. This depends on you� do you want one REALLY long
fifth and last chapter, which will take a while so. Or do you prefer two, still
long but not THAT long chapters, from here on? It�s all up to you!

WARNINGS: SLASH!!! But if you read
till now, you don�t mind, do you? *tehe*

NOT BETA�D

AND, yes! I know, it�s a hell of a lot FLUFF in this story, but it�s not like
you wouldn�t like, eh?

I forgot something, right? But what? Help, I can�t remember!

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Draco rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and opened them slowly. Harry
wasn�t in his arms anymore and he lay on his back. The little light that fell
through the windows told him that it was in the evening.

The Slytherin stretched smoothly and propped up on his elbows. �Harry?� he
asked when realising that the room was empty except for him. The bathroom door
opened and Harry came out, just wearing tight boxer-briefs.

�Hey, you�re awake.� Harry chirped happily.

�Yeah, but alone in this bed.� Draco said, faking
disapproval. Harry hurried over to the bed and jumped on the same making the
whole mattress wobble.

�You didn�t want me to pee in the bed, did you?� Harry asked playfully and
sniggered at Draco�s disgusted face. The blond young man lay back down and
suddenly the mood changed. Harry crawled closer and
straddled Draco, sitting on his thighs.

Draco looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and a challenging look. �So,
what�s this to become, Potter?� he asked amused.

�Nothing actually. I just wanted to do this for a very
long time now.� Harry answered truthfully and ran his hands over Draco�s naked
chest.

�Oh really?� The blond asked rhetorically. He grabbed
Harry�s arms and spun them both around that he now lay on the dark haired
Gryffindor, who squealed in joy. Draco rested between Harry�s legs, with the
blanket between them and exposed his naked behind to the world.

�Does that mean I can do, what I wanted to do for a
long time, as well?� Draco asked before he captured Harry�s lips in a ravaging
kiss. His tongue massaged slowly over Harry�s and he heard and felt Golden Boy
moan into the kiss. He let his mouth wander down over the chin and nipped
tenderly at the throat.

�Dragon, I thought� oh my god� I thought you had that already in the shower?�
Harry asked teasingly. Draco looked up at Boy-wonder and smirked.

�That�s right and I want to do it again and again and again.� He whispered
sensually and ground his hips a little into Harry�s, what elicited a sweet
quiet moan from the boy. �But you know, I�m a little
irresolute what I should do now.� He went on and pressed a kiss on Harry�s
forehead.

The boy-who-had-survived opened his eyes and stared at Draco with shining green
eyes that showed arousal. �What?�

Draco smiled mischievously and brought his mouth close to Harry�s ear. �You see,
I want to blow you so badly right now.� He heard the �eeping�
noise Harry made and saw his ears tinting a pink hue; exactly what he had
wanted to cause. �But at the same time I�m so hungry I could eat a cow. Harry,
I�m starving.� Draco whined and a deep true laughter erupted from Harry.

Harry slapped Draco playfully on the arm and sat up, with Draco still between
his legs. �You git. I thought you would��

�Pleasure you?� the blond helped with a broad grin.

�Eurm, yeah, kind of.� The
blush was back on Harry�s cheeks and he lowered his head, trying to hide it at
least a little. He felt Draco�s thumb under his chin and his head was lifted to
look at the Slytherin. Draco inclined his head and licked over Harry�s lips
before kissing the same.

�You know the proverb �forbearance is not acquittance�,
don�t you?� Harry nodded and Draco let go of his chin, but not before pecking
him once again.

�So, how�s the name of your house-elf? And why didn�t it bring lunch and dinner
on its own accord? Breakfast was served naturally as well.� Draco noticed and
looked a little confused when shifting to the edge of the bed. When there came
no reply of Harry, the Slytherin turned around and looked at a bashfully
looking boy; evidence enough that there was something going on.

�Harry?� Draco asked with a raised eyebrow, emphasising the name. The called
boy looked up and forgot his bashful look for a moment when he saw Draco�s
naked form lifting from the bed and presenting a backside to crouch on your
knees.

Harry bit on the knuckle of his thumb and made a noise down his throat which
caused Draco to turn around, not having a problem to present his front side. He
saw Harry�s lewd look and snorted. Grabbing the sheets and wrapping them around
his body, Draco pursed his lips and glared slightly at Harry.

�I asked you a question, Potter, and you begin slobbering at my appearance?�

�Dragon?� Harry asked innocently, but Draco could see
that his eyes hadn�t lost any lewdness.

�I know what you think about now. Stop it, and answer my question. You can�t
distract me.�

Harry sighed in disappointment and grabbed the second blanket to drape it
discretely over his half hard erection.

�His name�s Velve.�

�Okay, and why didn�t he bring lunch and dinner?�
Draco asked a little irritated, having to worm everything out of the dark
haired boy.

�Dunno.� Harry lied lamely.

�Fine. VELVE!� Draco yelled
and seconds later appeared the small elf with a �pop� and smiled broadly at the
blond young man.

�Good evening, Master Malfoy. Good evening, Master Potter.� Draco looked a
little flabbergasted but recovered quickly. How did the elf know him? �How can Velve be of help, sirs?�

�We would like to have some dinner?�

�Yes, of course, Master Malfoy.� The elf beamed and clapped its hands. �Do you
wish for something special?�

�Harry?� Draco turned to the bed and looked at his lover. Golden Boy shook his
head and lowered his head again. �Then we don�t wish for something special, but
I�m rather hungry.�

�Velve will be back in a moment, sir.�

�Wait!� Draco exclaimed and the little elf winced. �Sorry. I just have another
question, Velve.�

The elf smiled broadly. �Velve will help, if Velve can help.�

Draco heard the gasp, coming from Harry, but didn�t turn around and focused on
the elf. �Why didn�t you serve Lunch and Dinner to the proper times?�

The tiny creature began wringing his hands and fidgeted. �I�m sorry, Master
Malfoy. Velve is really sorry, but usually Master
Potter doesn�t eat Lunch or Dinner and Velve didn�t
dare disturb. Velve is sorry.�

�It�s okay. It�s not your false. You can leave now.� The elf nodded and
vanished. Draco crossed his arms in front of his chest and turned around to
look at Harry, who sat cross-legged on the bed.

�What did the elf mean with �usually doesn�t eat lunch and dinner�?� the blond
asked deadly calm.

�It means what it means.� Harry said, but didn�t look up.

�WHAT?� Draco yelled and threw his arms in the air, the blanket falling to the
floor in a heap. Harry peeked up and bit his lower lip. �You can�t just eat
breakfast. No wonder you�ve no problem make others believe you�re a girl.
That�s not healthy.�

A quiet �pop� announced Velve�s return and the elf
brought a tray filled with delicious smelling food and drinks. Draco stood
still naked in the middle of the room, but it didn�t seem to disturb the elf.

�Please put the tray on the bed, thank you.� The elf did as got told from the
Slytherin and vanished without a word. Draco vanished quickly in the bathroom
to put on his pants. Harry could tell that he was angry and remained silent on
the bed.

He hadn�t wanted Draco to become angry, not in these two days they had
together, because of him. But he admitted that he hadn�t wanted to eat, while
being caged in this room � alone, away from Draco. He had missed him so much
that his throat was tight and just the smell of food had made him feel sick.
Even breakfast was always a fight.

The Gryffindor felt another weight on the mattress and lifted his head slowly.
Draco leaned over the tray and held a fork up to his mouth. �Open up.� Harry
smiled sheepishly, but obeyed.

�I thought you�re angry with me.� Golden Boy said while chewing. �Hmm, this is
good.�

�I AM angry, but I won�t let my boyfriend starve himself to death any longer.�
He answered and began satisfying his own hunger. Harry leaned forward, grabbed
Draco�s neck and pulled him close enough to kiss him keenly.

�Do you really think one kiss can dissolve my anger?� Draco asked a little out
of breath, not sounding as sarcastic as intended. He loved to be kissed by
Harry simply too much.

�You said �boyfriend�.�

�Yes, of course, what else? Should I call you girlfriend?� Draco asked with a
sneer. Harry poked out his tongue and grabbed the second fork.

�Git.� He said, before eating with relish.

Draco supervised Harry while eating and was only content when the plate of the
dark haired boy was empty. Harry fell backwards on the bed and held his tummy
while groaning loudly.

�God, Draco do you try to fatten me? I haven�t eaten that much in an eternity.�

�Not fat.� Draco snorted. �Only healthy.�

�Hey! I. Am. Healthy. It�s not like I�m anorexic or something.� Harry
protested with his head raised and staring at the Slytherin, but after such
�strenuous exercise� he let his head drop back on the bed.

�Oh really? And why didn�t you eat properly?� Harry
coughed awkwardly but protested again nevertheless.

�But I�m not anorexic.� Draco left this uncommented. He crawled closer to the
slighter boy. Harry still wore only boxer-briefs and Draco kissed his abdomen,
before he stood up and went over to the bathroom.

Harry stretched on the bed noisily and closed his eyes when he felt his muscles
relax, expecting Draco gone for a while. Being stuffed made tired and Harry
felt like slowly drifting over to sleep. The room was completely silent and the
boy felt reminded of the days when he had been caged in alone.

The silence had driven him insane and sometimes he had been so close to either
jump out of the window � what wouldn�t have worked anyway, because the
Slytherin dormitories were located under the lake and the window was pure fake
� or focus all his magic on the room door, blasting it and running right into
Draco�s arms..

Sometimes he had been so close to insanity that he was scared of himself.
Soliloquies, very well, but dialogues of one person acting as two, oh well�

But Draco was here, now at this very moment and the fuzzy feeling he felt
didn�t want to leave his stomach, even though it was squashed by a lot of food
right now.

�Iiiiiiiigh.� Harry
screeched suddenly and sat up with a start. Draco stood at the end of the bed
and gloated over the look of his lover. Harry looked down on his stomach and
watched the wet, cold something that had scared him endlessly, with disdain.

He looked up and glared daggers at Draco. �What. Is. This. On. My. Stomach?�
The blond smirked sardonically down at Harry.

�That, my love, is your boxer-short that was moulding away in the shower.�
Harry�s eyes widened when he remembered why one of his boxers lay wet on the
ground of his shower. He lifted the wet cloth from his stomach and heard Draco
laugh. He pursed his lips and threw the wet shorts at Draco.

�HEY!� The blond exclaimed and looked down on the wet cloth in front of his
feet. �You little devil.�

Draco leaped at the Golden Boy, who squealed and squeaked, and ran his mouth
along the jaw-line up to Harry�s ear. �How dare you throwing your soaked
underwear at a Malfoy.� He whispered threatening and watched Harry biting his
lower lip and fisting the sheets. His voice must have a marvellous effect on the
Gryffindor and he felt his desire awake again.

�Spread your legs.� The blond whispered and Harry did as told. Draco rested
himself between Harry�s legs and their cocks brushed against one another. The
Gryffindor moaned low and gasped when Draco began kissing a path from his ear
to the small dent between his collarbones and licked back up to his mouth.

Their lips met and the kiss worked up to frenzy. Harry let go of the sheets and
wrapped his arms around Draco�s neck instead. His nails scraped slightly over
Draco�s back and caused the Slytherin to moan and press his pubis bone hard
against his.

Harry broke the kiss to get oxygen back in his lungs and moaned loud when Draco
began rolling his hips and their now fully erect penises rubbed against each
other, only little cloth separating them.

�Hmm, Dragon, so good.� The dark haired boy confessed
his delight and caused Draco to smirk.

�Are you badly sore?� Draco whispered huskily and Harry didn�t know how he had
gotten his mouth this quickly back to his ear. Long, gentle fingers combed
through his messy locks and Harry turned his head to look at grey eyes. Grey
eyes that, in his opinion, were about to fuck him mentally.

�I� I don�t know. It hurts a bit, yeah. Why?�

Draco nuzzled his neck and pressed a tender kiss on the underside of Harry�s
chin. �Because you tempted me so much that I want you now.�

�I? You?� Harry squeaked. �Dragon, I don�t know. We�ve
only just this morning.�

�I know,� The Slytherin murmured against Harry�s collarbone. �but that�s already hours ago. When I see you on this bed,
only wearing black boxer-briefs that are too tight to hide anything,
and your sexy hair dishevelled and your body outstretched as though you�re
waiting for me to take you; I can�t stop thinking about sleeping with you
again.�

Harry shuddered when Draco bit gently down on his collarbone. Draco had gotten
him so hard that it began to hurt, but he wasn�t sure if it would be okay to
sleep with Draco so quickly again. It had been his first time and he could feel
it still through soreness.

�Draco, I�m not sure, if that�s��

�Are you scared?� The blond asked suddenly and lifted his head to look down at
Harry. The slighter boy turned his head aside and avoided eye-contact. �You are
scared.� Draco stated and it sounded so crestfallen to Harry that his head
snapped back and he tightened his arms around Draco�s neck.

�No, Dragon, no. I�m not scared of you, or sex with
you; I really enjoyed it, but� I�m really sore and I don�t know how it would
feel if we would � so quickly.� He ended with a little blush tinting his
cheeks.

�You mean, no fucking like rabbits?� Draco asked with feigned disappointment
and saw Harry shaking his head in embarrassment, but a small smile gracing his
lips. �Why didn�t you say a thing, baby?� he asked further, but didn�t bother
to roll down from his lover. He felt quite comfortable between Harry�s legs.
�We could have gotten a potion to ease it a little.�

Harry took his arms from Draco�s shoulder and started fiddling the sheets and
he looked away again. �Actually, I� I like it � at least a little. It proves to
me that this morning wasn�t a dream.�

Draco groaned loudly. He saw Harry flinch at this sound and took the
well-defined chin of him between thumb and index-finger, gently turning his
head back to him. The blond inclined his head and nipped at Harry�s lower lip.

�Don�t say such things, when I can�t have you, because it makes me want you
even more. But I know�� The nipping turned into real kisses and marked every
word of Draco�s. �what I can do to you without hurting
you.�

For Harry, the last sentence sounded almost evil and threatening. He didn't
know why, but it made him shiver in anticipation and he moaned. He had closed
his eyes but could tell, without a doubt that Draco was smirking down on him;
probably with glee in his eyes about the effect he had on the
boy-who-lived-still.

�Forbearance is not acquittance.� Draco said quietly
and Harry's eyes snapped open. The leer of Draco told him that he knew that
Harry knew what Draco meant. He talked about pleasuring Harry. The blond�s hand
went between their bodies and vanished under Harry�s boxers.

The Golden Boy�s breath stuck in his throat for a second when Draco�s fingers
curled gently around his erection. He hissed when Draco moved his hand over the
sensitive flesh and stopped shortly after.

�Do you want me to stop?� He whispered teasingly into Harry�s ear and even
though Harry knew Draco had delight in teasing him, he grabbed his shoulders
and pushed the blond a little, to look into grey eyes that provoked a reaction
of any kind.

�If you stop now, I�ll hurt you badly.� The Gryffindor hissed and heard Draco�s
deep laugh and saw the merriment in grey eyes that he loved. He knew by
intuition what Draco had wanted to hear and had given him willingly. After all,
he would get �something� in return.

�I would never, if you wouldn�t want me to.� Draco said amused and licked over
Harry�s lower lip. He took his hand out of Harry�s boxers,
coped with the growls and glares he received, and sat up on his shins. With one
swift tuck the dark haired boy�s boxers dangled at first around his knees and
were completely pulled off then. Draco scooted a bit down, but not without
leaving a path of kisses along Harry�s chest and stomach.

He reached the interesting area and
pressed his lips against Harry�s hip joint and hummed. The Golden Boy whined in
the back of his throat and dug his fingers into Draco�s blond strands. The
vibrations Draco caused spread circular and he felt his dick react. Draco heard
the whining sounds and chuckled, but hissed when Harry pulled at his hair
roughly.

�Don�t you dare laugh at me.� Harry gritted out, when
Draco had lifted his head to complain. His eyes were narrowed, but Draco saw
the lust flashing in those green orbs and smirked wicked. He lowered his head
again, but didn�t break the eye-contact. His chin rested on Harry�s pubis,
right next to his erection and he looked up at the former Gryffindor with dark
eyes.

�If you be rough on me, I can become rough as well.� He whispered and bit down
on the tender flash that Harry yelled in shock and pain.

�Fuck, Draco, are you ins� oh my god.� He had soothed
the spot that already begun to turn purple, with his tongue and had moved over
to give Harry�s glans some well-meant licks. He licked down to the root and
back up to take the head in his mouth. Harry moaned and babbled incoherently
when Draco let the flesh slide deeper into his mouth and began sucking lightly.

His right hand slid gently along Harry�s hips, down between his legs and finally
to the dark haired boy�s scrotum. He traced his fingers lightly over the
sensitive skin and began bobbing his head up and down on the hard shaft that
Harry bucked his hips uncontrollably when Draco, on top of that, took his balls
in his hand and squeezed them ever so slightly.

�Dragon, no, no, please don�t stop. No.� Harry begged, when Draco suddenly let
go of his erection and scrotum, and tried to get hold on Draco everywhere he
cold reach, what was mostly his hair and shoulders. �Draco, please.� He whined
again.

�Sssh, baby. I won�t stop.�
Harry nodded and his eyes fell on the bulge that seemed to make Draco�s pants
painfully tight. He licked his lips and squeaked when Draco suddenly leaned
over him and captured his lips in a short kiss. �Changed you mind?� The blond
asked seductively and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Harry looked shyly up into grey eyes and didn�t know what to say. He hadn�t
thought Draco�s, even covered, erection would have such effects on him, but it
threw him into inner conflicts. On the one hand he WAS sore and didn�t know if
it would hurt, if he would sleep with Draco now, on the other hand Draco had
worked him in such frenzy he wouldn�t mind a little pain.

Draco leaned down and kissed Harry again. �But we can�t have that. I don�t want
you in pain.� Well, that decision was taken from him, fine. He felt Draco�s
hand caressing along the line, joining his left leg with his body and he
shuddered. The fingers traced past his balls and Harry began to wonder what
Draco was up to. He had said he wouldn�t touch him �there�, hadn�t he?

�Draco?� The Slytherin�s finger reached the perineum
and he caressed it with growing pressure. To Harry it felt good, but he wasn�t
that relaxed anymore. �Draco, what AAAah�� With a
quiet chuckle the blond shifted back down and carried on with stimulating
Harry�s prostate indirectly through pressing and massaging the perineum.

The all-rounder, Malfoy was, he leaned down and began sucking Harry and
massaging his prostate simultaneously. The slighter boy was panting hard and
called Draco�s name all the time until he came. Harry pressed his head hard on
the mattress and arched his back that even his shoulders were lifted in the air
in the moment of bliss and slumped back down when he was completely spent.

Draco crawled up along the lithe body and Harry�s arms snaked around his
shoulders to pull him down in a hot kiss. The blond moaned into the kiss and
Harry broke the same. �That�s how I taste?� He asked when nipping at Draco�s
lower lip.

�Hmhm. Good, huh?�

�Don�t think so.� Harry chuckled, but pulled Draco into another kiss
anyway. The Slytherin lay down on him and he felt his erection pressing against
him. Harry bucked his hips and Draco stopped the kiss to groan. He did it again
and Draco buried his head in his shoulder to muffle moaning Harry�s name.

Testing what Harry would allow, without maybe pushing him away, Draco ground
his hips against Harry�s thigh and moaned at the friction it caused. He didn�t
know how Harry would take it, if he would start dry-humping him and pulled
himself together not to buck his hips again.

�Hey, what�s wrong?� Harry asked after a while, with Draco lying partly on him,
nipping his neck but not moving. �Don�t you want to come?� The
former-Gryffindor was surprised by himself; never
before had he thought he could say something like that without blushing
furiously, but all he felt now was far from uneasy and embarrassed.

�Yes, I��

�Then why did you stop moving?� he asked curiously and ran a hand through
Draco�s hair. He pressed his lips against Draco�s temples and inhaled the
wonderful scent that was purely Draco. The Slytherin got a very sensitive spot
of his neck between his teeth and Harry moaned quietly, craning his neck to
give Draco better access.

The sound was too sweet for Malfoy�s ears and he pushed his pelvis against
Harry�s thigh without thinking about. The Gryffindor�s
hand travelled from Draco�s neck down to his behind and grabbed the firm
buttocks to keep the blond�s pelvis pressed against him. Assuring his boyfriend
with this little gesture that he wouldn�t mind him moving, Draco understood and
began rubbing himself against Harry.

Once in a while his leg brushed against the brunette�s manhood and the moans it
elicit urged him to move faster, what brought him quicker
to completion than expected. Draco moaned Harry�s name and buried his head in
the pillow next to Harry�s shoulder. He felt a bit embarrassed that his lover�s
moans had been the trigger for him

He felt Harry�s hot breath against his right ear and shuddered. �Did I tell you
that I love you?� Boy-wonder whispered and Draco didn�t know if he should growl
because of the choice of pitch or chuckle, because of Harry�s apparent
forgetfulness. He decided on the latter and chuckled, while rolling from his lover
and feeling a bit awkward in his creamed pants.

�You, coincidentally, told me already, but I can�t hear it often enough.� Draco
explained his little off-behaviour and lay down next to Harry. The Gryffindor
smiled and rolled to his side, he ran his index finger along Draco�s chest and
noticed the wet patch on his pants. His hand

flew to the button and zipper and opened both quickly.

�Hey, what?� Draco asked confused, but shimmied out of
his pants when Harry sat up and pulled at the trouser legs.

�I just want to help you out of your sticky situation.� Harry explained with a
small smirk on his lips.

�And what do you think I should wear now?� Draco asked rhetorically, trying to
hide his little embarrassment. �My boxers are likely all mouldy and my slacks are�
not wearable either.� Harry lay back, but kept himself
propped up on his right elbow. He inclined his head and sweetly kissed Draco�s
lips.

�Aw, my poor Dragon. We can call Velve
tomorrow morning to get you some clean clothes of your�s, but for tonight��
Harry murmured the last words and licked his lips sensually, well aware of
Draco�s looks. �I wouldn�t mind you sleeping naked in
my bed.� He ended.

The blond pulled him quickly down on his chest and kissed him passionately.
�And here I thought to have a shy gryffindorish
boyfriend.� Draco said with mock disappointment that turned into a quiet laugh
when Harry purred and began nuzzling his neck.

�Hmm, I love that word. Say it again!� Harry demanded softly and ran his tongue
over the pulse-point at Draco�s neck. He heard the Slytherin gasp and kept his
mouth locked to the spot.

�Which do you mean? Gryffindorish?� Harry growled in protest and bit the soft skin to turn
the bitten spot purple. Draco yelped in shock, but didn�t stop Harry, when he
licked the same spot that stung bittersweet.

�Of course not, stupid.� Draco chuckled at the indignation in Harry�s voice

�Alright, boyfriend,� He emphasised
the word mockingly, but Harry didn�t seem to mind. He just purred again against
Draco�s neck and kissed the love-bite he�d left on the pale, once flawless
skin. �let�s get some sleep, even being lazy all day
is straining.�

Harry sat up on his shins only to grab the blanket from the end of the bed and
fall back down on Draco with the blanket covering them.

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