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Fifty Blue Shades of Harry	By : hpluv3r Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13437 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Harry was completely thrown over what had just happened. He sat down at the desk in his room, mind reeling, and still very aroused. He was glad Malfoy eventually let him get away, he needed time to think.
Would he be able to live with someone who wants to fuck the shit out of him? Because that's definitely what Malfoy would do, if his body language was anything to go by. Harry reddens as he thinks about it. He reddens further as he acknowledges how much it turned him on. But that was all the more reason to run away now.
It's not that Harry felt any obligation to Charlie. Charlie sleeps with a lot of people in a way not unlike Malfoy's. But Harry lives with Malfoy. Suddenly Harry feels his defenses building. Was he going to need to watch his back all the time? The thought of this puts Harry on edge. Perhaps he should have stayed in Godric's Hollow.
Suddenly there is a knock on his door, and Harry stiffens. He moves to open it, hyper aware of the wand in his pocket in case Malfoy decided to try something.
On the other side, Malfoy was leaning casually on the side of the door. He looks Harry up and down and feels entirely too pleased by what he sees. The dark haired man was stiff and defensive, protecting himself as he probably should be. He just revealed to Draco how badly he needed a good fuck. Draco felt determined to oblige.
He just needed Harry to relax for now, and he says as much.
"Relax Potter, I wont compromise your honor. I just wanted to let you know that I want to fuck you. But I wont, until you ask me too." he winks at the dark haired boy.
Harry is stunned. The nerve of that guy. Malfoy knew just how to push his buttons. More than anything, Harry is upset with himself for feeling disappointment. He tries to play it off as though he doesn't care either way, but Draco could see the gears turning behind those green eyes.
"No need to look so alarmed Harry. I'd make it good for you." he stares at Harry hungrily as he walks up to him, lightly brushing his hand around the other man's waste.
"If you ever need anything, I'm right next door." he says before leaving, shutting the door behind him.
Harry was grateful that Malfoy hadn't called him out on his arousal this time. He felt like such a slut. How was Malfoy doing this to him?
After shamefully taking care of his raging hormones, Harry was determined to stay in his room for the remainder of the day.
Apparently, Draco had other plans.
Around 7pm, Draco knocked again, this time opening the door without waiting for a response.
"Dinner, Potter" he says.
"Not hungry, thanks." Harry responds.
"You need to eat." Draco insists.
"Trying to fatten me up too Malfoy?" Harry asks dryly.
"None of that Potter, come eat with me. Please?"
Harry is stunned. He wasn't aware that Draco knew the definition of the word please, and he had made dinner. Harry couldn't say no.
Harry sluggishly gets up and out to the table in the kitchen. He had to admit the food smelled wonderful.
In front of him was maple glazed salmon over a bed of wild rice. Suddenly he was quite hungry, preparing his plate and sitting down.
Malfoy, satisfied with himself, does the same and sits next to him. They eat in silence for a couple minutes before Malfoy uses the opportunity to ask a few more questions.
"Potter, I'm dying to know. Who is this man that's lucky enough to have you? Do I know him?"
"Er, you might. It's really none of your business and I don't really feel like sharing at the moment."
"But Harry, we're roommates now. I must know." Harry shakes his head in refusal. He wasn't going to budge. He didn't want Malfoy meddling in what he had with Charlie.
"Well fine then. You're no fun. Also, would you prefer I let you know when I'm having someone over? Or does it not matter?"
"I think I'd rather know." Harry responds.
"Sure thing. Well, you've put me in quite a mood, so Thomas Warhof is coming over in about an hour."
After a moment, Harry blushes. Thomas was just about his height and build. Surely that's not what Malfoy meant.
He nods, getting up from the table and cleaning his dishes. As he walks back into his room he hears Malfoy say
"Feel free to join in!"
Harry shuts the door and curls into a ball of hormones.
He decides to write a letter to Charlie, wondering when the older redhead would get the chance to meet with him.
Just an hour later, Harry hears the front door open and shut. Malfoy's guest had arrived. Curiosity getting the better of him, he moves to peak through the crease in the door.
He couldn't see much, only their silhouettes really. But from what he could see, it looked like Draco had Thomas pinned against the wall. They were kissing. It also looks like Malfoy was stripping him, clothing being tossed left and right.
They move into clearer view and Harry hears Draco say "Bend over the couch." Merlin, Draco was going to fuck him right there! And Harry couldn't look away.
Whatever Malfoy was saying and doing, Thomas looked to be in absolute heaven. There were moments where he seemed to struggle with taking Malfoy's cock, but never once asked him to stop. Harry was incredibly aroused and considering pulling himself out of his pants when Malfoy's head turned in the direction of Harry's door. Logically Harry knew Malfoy couldn't see him through the crack, but it sure as hell felt like the blonde was staring right at him.
At the same time, Draco visibly thrusts deeper into Thomas, eliciting a gasp from the latter, and Harry lets out a small moan.
Then, Draco speeds up near viciously as he covers and squeezes the small boy beneath him. Thomas's orgasm is very intense and drawn out. Draco's is just as intense, but more controlled. Malfoy knew what he was doing.
Harry strains his ears to try and hear what Draco was whispering to the other boy, but unfortunately he couldn't hear a thing.
He sees them shuffle about a bit and right themselves. He hears Thomas mumble a quiet "thank you".
Malfoy never seized to surprise Harry. He could only imagine what Malfoy was whispering so intimately to the other man.
Suddenly, an owl flies though the open window.
It appears that Charlie would be able to make time for him tomorrow.
Thank Merlin.
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