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I�m sorry. I�m truly sorry that it took so long
to update this story.
But I had/have severe writer�s block. I�m not happy with this chapter and will
most likely edit it when I come up with a better idea, but until then I wanted
to give you at least something. I don�t know if this chapter makes any sense,
because I wrote it over a long span of time and can�t remember the beginning
anymore and don�t dare to read it. And YES, I know, I defraud you of a sex
scene, but honestly I didn�t feel like writing one. I simply couldn�t. I hope
you don�t hate me.

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WARNINGS: NOT BETA�D � Bad, bad English!

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And_The_Seventh_Began � 5/5

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Harry opened his eyes just a tiny bit. He lay with his stomach on the bed, his
head buried in a fluffy pillow and saw Draco next to him, propped up on his
elbow and watching him. The brunette groaned and rubbed his eyes with his
rather delicate hand. He had definitely no men�s hands. Harry rolled on his
back and stretched leisurely, making noises all the while.

�You�re awake before me.� He remarked, his voice raspy with sleep. The tall
blond next to him chuckled and wrapped suddenly an arm around his waist,
pulling him flush against him.

�Ten points taken for stating the obvious.� Harry
didn�t even bother protest; he just snuggled closer to the strong body and
sighed contently. He felt every curve of Draco against his side. He loved the
feeling of Draco�s penis against him � in every state and various combinations.
Hard, covered, naked or soft like now, it didn�t matter.

But if he would try to say something like �I love to feel your dick��, he wouldn�t even have a chance to end the sentence and
say �against me.�
before Draco would have pinned him beneath his cream white body. Not that he
wouldn�t mind, oh no, but snuggled up against that same body was much better in
a sleep drunken state.

�What do you want to do today?� Harry heard quietly whispered in his ear and
felt the goose pimples spreading all over his body. Draco began kissing his
jaw-line and he moaned softly. �Remember, tomorrow we have to get back to
classes.� The Gryffindor groaned in disbelief and loosened Draco�s arm around
his waist.

�Mood Killer.� Harry mumbled and sat up. Malfoy looked
at him, eyebrows narrowed and confusion written over his handsome face.

�What? What did I�?�

�You reminded me of school tomorrow.� The dark haired boy sulked and crossed
his arms in front of his chest. A blanket part draped over his lap he crossed
his legs as well. Draco sat up too and grabbed one of Harry�s hands, rubbing
his thumb over the palm.

�Just to tell me what you want to do!� He leaned closer, nibbling at Harry�s
earlobe. �I�d hoped you wanted to use the remaining time properly.� The Gryffindor�s breath hitched at the seductive tone of Draco,
but leaned away from the tempting mouth.

�Between want and must is a huge difference. I need to do some homework and you
as well, don�t you?� Draco fell back on the bed and groaned loudly.

�And I kill all mood
here? Talking about homework� unbelievable. Alright,
fine.� The Slytherin sat up again. �Let�s eat breakfast and then we�ll make
your beloved homework.�

Before the slighter boy could protest or complain Draco had called for Velve, the house-elf, and had ordered breakfast, fresh set
of clothes and his assigned homework. The elf vanished with a �pop� and Draco
vanished behind the bathroom door. Harry watched the entire scene in total
silence and looked completely flabbergasted when Draco left for the bathroom
without another word or even looking at him. He was mad, wasn�t he?

Draco had ruined the mood and was now mad at him? Something went wrong, Harry
thought with self-irony. The house elf came back with breakfast and Draco�s
schoolbooks and only seconds after Velve left again,
Malfoy came out of the bathroom already fully clothed. Harry heaved a sigh; he
had liked Draco naked or almost naked a lot.

Golden Boy stood up, with the blanket wrapped around him, and went to his
wardrobe, not saying a word to Draco this time. He opened the door that it
partly hid him and let the blanket glide to the ground. How he wished Draco
would again come over and ask him not to put on clothes, but nothing happened
although he dawdled over choosing the right pair of boxer-briefs.

Not feeling like dressing up, the-boy-that-would-turn-the-next-day-back-in-a-girl
decided on grey jersey pants and a black wife-beater shirt. He closed the
wardrobe door and looked at Draco who stood in stark contrast to him in his
black trousers and starched white button-up shirt.

�Breakfast?� Harry asked curtly and went over to his
desk to get the tray and bring it to the bed, where Draco was still sitting.
They ate in uncomfortable silence. Harry wanted to say something, but it felt
like Draco would lash out at any comment and Harry wanted to yell at him for
making him feel so.

Why was he glaring at him? Hadn�t he wanted to do homework? Harry had said they
needed to do them, hadn�t he? Well, fine, maybe he had reacted a bit harsh, but
he only complied to what Golden Boy wanted. So why was
he glaring now at Draco? He looked delectable in his clothes, even so they were
baggy. But this wife-beater shirt� and to know what underwear hid under those
baggy pants, it made Draco dizzy.

Harry wanted to tear this pristine shirt from Malfoy�s likewise pristine torso.
For everyone else it was a usual white shirt, for him it had an obscene colour;
it distracted from the pale white of Draco�s skin. Even if he was a bit
confused by the momentary situation didn�t mean he didn�t want to leave his
signature all over the blond�s body.

The man that occupied his thoughts shifted on the bed and the collar of his
shirt revealed a deep purple love bite. Harry remembered why this spot had
appeared and who had made it appear. A light blush tinted his cheeks and he bit
the first knuckle on his left hand while watching the gorgeous neck with
bashful eyes.

�Draco.� The brunette whined and wanted to throw himself on the Slytherin.

�Yes, I know, you want to start with the bloody homework.� Draco grumbled,
seemingly not noticing the need in Harry�s voice. He stood up and went over to
the desk to get his books. The Gryffindor jumped up in a hurry, almost throwing
the tray of the bed.

�No, no, Draco��

�What?� The blond snapped. �I won�t occupy your desk, no need to freak out.� He
grabbed his books roughly and went back to the bed leaving Harry at the desk,
once again flabbergasted.

�But, but, Dragon�� He received no reaction and went to the bathroom. After
re-entering his room Draco still sat on the bed, absorbed in his book and it hurt
Harry how this two days turned out. Harry sat down at his desk and began his
essay for Transfigurations.

Draco wanted to smack himself, not only mentally. He didn�t know what was wrong
with him? Why was he so bitchy this morning and treated Harry this badly? Just because Harry hadn�t let him have him this morning?
But, fine, he had brought this upon himself, he needed
to live through it. He was too much of a Malfoy still to apologise. Hopefully
he wouldn�t regret this streak of personality later.

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The blond was done with his Defence Against Dark Arts
assignment and had watched Harry for the last ten minutes. How his shoulder
tensed when moving his arm to let the quill wander over the parchment. How he
stood up, went to the bookshelf and bent down to pick up a required book. How
he raised his arms and stretched to relieve some tension in his shoulders and
the noises he made meanwhile.

Everything boy-wonder made was turning Draco on and he felt his trousers
getting slowly tight. Who would usually get hard by watching a boy�s back while
the same did his homework, without even trying to look or behave seductive?
Draco felt a bit weird.

�D-Draco?� Harry asked hesitantly and didn�t see the
blazing grey eyes of the Slytherin when hearing his name said with such cute
voice. Actually he hadn�t wanted to bother his Dragon, but his Potions essay
made him almost cry and he needed a good mark. But turning around and looking
at the blond was out of question.

�Yes?� Draco�s voice was tight and Harry thought he was still mad at him, never
considering lust.

�I� I� would you maybe help me with Potions?� No response. He hates me, Harry thought dejected and didn�t even precisely know
why. The last two nights had been perfect and now everything fell apart because
of homew�

He felt Draco�s presence close and smelled him and sighed, the scent relaxed
him. The Slytherin leaned over him and rested one hand on the desk. �What do
you need to know?� Draco�s voice was soft and Harry hoped his fears had been
unfounded. �Oh, I see. Look, the potion needs to simmer thirty minutes before
you add the green tea leaves. And here, it�s better to use single cherry
blossom petals instead of the entire blossom.�

Harry nodded and began to go over his essay again. He skimmed through his
potions book and felt Draco�s index-finger begin tracing along his neck. The
dark haired boy rolled his shoulder and the finger left his neck.

�Please� Don�t stop.� Harry pleaded. He had been ecstatic when feeling Draco
touching him so gently. Boy-wonder heard a soft chuckle and shuddered when
Draco�s fingers traced over his neck again. He leaned against the backrest of
the chair and closed his eyes, enjoying the feather-light touch that only
someone could give him that loved him really.

�Don�t you want to finish your essay?� Draco asked teasingly, but didn�t stop
touching Harry. His fingers followed no certain pattern, only trying to touch
wherever possible.

Harry jerked and sat upright. He shook his head a bit and leaned back over the
desk. �Yeah, right. Sorry.� Draco rolled his eyes, but
kept his mouth shut. He watched the goose bumps spreading over Harry�s neck and
shoulders and the slight blush creeping up his neck. His eyes were fixed to the
soft pink skin.

The Golden Boy growled lowly and threw his quill in annoyance down on his
parchment. Draco�s hand twitched at the unexpected behaviour. �AAARGH, I can�t
concentrate when you�re behind me.� Harry angered in pure wholeheartedness and
wasn�t pleased to hear his lover snigger.

�Do I make you nervous?� Draco asked ribbing.

�Dragon, that�s not fu�� Harry had no chance to end his sentence. The blond boy
had grabbed his chin and turned his head gentle but swiftly upwards to crash
their lips together in a kiss upside down.

�Better?� The Slytherin asked after the kiss broke, a dirty smirk gracing his
lips. Harry blinked up, his eyes wide open.

�N-N-Not really.� He mumbled and wished his cheeks
wouldn�t feel so hot. He saw the leer of Draco and gulped nervously. Malfoy
pulled the chair back and turned it aside, giving Harry to wonder how he could
do so with him still sitting in the same chair. Seeing how strong he was turned
him on more than he already was.

Draco crouched down in front of the chair and grabbed Harry�s hands gently. His
lips connected with the brunette�s throat and made him groan loudly. Malfoy
firmed his grip and pulled Harry with him while leaning back. The Gryffindor
followed obediently, not wishing to loose the hot lips on his skin.

Harry landed astride on Draco and felt the erection of his lover pressing
against his own. His hands were still caught and he tilted downwards when Draco
pulled their arms above his head. Soft lips met naturally and none wanted to
let go until the lack of oxygen forced them.

He had seen that look before. Almost painfully sad grey eyes.
Draco had had this expression when he had thought about Harry, but Harry was
here now, so why did he look like crying? Did he want to say something
important and didn�t know how? Or did he want to push Harry away and didn�t
know how to put it nicely?

�What will happen tomorrow?� The boy-wonder sighed quietly in relief. He nipped
at Draco�s jaw-line and further down along his throat. The first button of the
white shirt was only open and hindered Harry to continue his path that he
kissed his way back up to Draco�s ear.

�At first I�ll stand up.� He whispered and caught the earlobe gently between
his teeth, causing Draco to moan in delight. �Then I�ll eat breakfast with you.
Take my potion and will put on my clothes to go to classes with you.�

�No, stupid.� Draco said, sounding sad. �What will be
with us two? I don�t want to wait another month to be with you again. And
what�ll happen in the future? You can�t live as a girl your entire life.� The
blond reasoned and Harry winded his hands out of Draco�s and sat upright to
look at him. He bit his lower lip nervously.

He had thought about that thousand times, even before Draco knew who he was or he
knew whether Draco would like him still or not. He�d come up with some ideas, but
right at this moment they were gone, his mind blank. He didn�t know if his
Dragon would play along and if he even intended to stay with him after
Hogwarts.

�I� I�� Harry stuttered. �Could you accept a girlfriend for the time being at
Hogwarts? I mean, you know I�m no real girl, but I�ll look like one � When
we�re alone I could wear normal clothes and all, but I�d have a girl�s face
nevertheless. I don�t know if you could arrange with such situation, but I�d
understand if you wouldn�t like to be my boyfriend anymore. I mean, it will be
strenuous, I think. And after Hogwarts��

�Harry. Harry. Baby, breathe!� The dark haired boy focused on Draco and smiled
sheepishly. �You�re rambling.� The Slytherin added and pulled Harry back down
to kiss him again. He switched their positions swiftly and revelled in the
feeling of being between Harry�s legs again.

�What�s after Hogwarts, love?� Draco asked lovingly, but regretted having asked
when he saw Harry�s expression change from happy-being-kissed to afraid and insecure.
�Baby?� The blond asked tentatively. He didn�t turn
his eyes away and hoped the scrutiny would make Harry become talkative.

�I, eurm, I� nothing.�
Golden Boy closed his eyes and turned his head aside.

�No, no, no, don�t back out. What�ll be after Hogwarts?� Draco urged gently and
grabbed Harry�s chin, turning his face towards him. �What have you planned for
your future, baby?�

The Gryffindor gulped agonised and looked up at the taller boy. He worried his
lower lip for quite a while now and it was a miracle he hadn�t had a coppery
taste in his mouth by now. He couldn�t demand things of Draco that would
constrict his freedom. He would loose the love of him with such selfish plans.

He felt Draco�s eyes on him. He knew he needed to answer, Draco wouldn�t give
up. He knew it was inevitable, if they wouldn�t talk now they would talk later,
but that didn�t make anything easier for him. Harry looked right into the grey
eyes above him and smiled a small, shy smile.

�After Hogwarts I want� I�d like to live with you.� Draco beamed at him and he
felt his cheeks burn hot. �But I can�t.� Draco�s smile faltered and every
colour drained from his face that he looked paler than ever.

�What? Why not?� Malfoy asked and sat up on his shins,
looking thunderstruck down on Harry, whose smile had faltered as well, but if
Draco would have looked closely he would�ve seen the happy glint in Harry�s
eyes.

The Saviour reached out his hand upwards and caressed over Draco�s cheek
lovingly. �You would have liked to live with me after Hogwarts?�

�Of course.� The Malfoy heir said, sounding offended. �And what does hinder you
from living with me, pray tell?�

Harry dropped his hand and sighed. �Dragon, you said yourself I can�t play a
girl the rest of my life. I talked to Hermione and Ron and we arrived at the
conclusion that the only way is for me to leave the wizarding world.� The
brunette sat up and cupped Draco�s cheeks in both hands. �Dragon, after these
last months at school we will probably never see again. I� I��

Harry began sobbing quietly and his hands dropped from Draco�s face to his
shoulders for support. Malfoy sat petrified only for a moment. He felt his legs
going numb, but didn�t care. �Nonsense.� He whispered.
�Nonsense.� He said again, only a tad louder. �Nonsense.� Draco yelled, sounding almost angry.

The blond wrapped his arms around Harry�s waist and felt how tense the smaller
boy was. �You won�t leave on your own. You won�t leave me again. You�re mine
and I won�t let you go.� Draco leaned back and looked down on the Gryffindor,
who held his head low. �Where do you want us to live after Hogwarts?�

Harry sniffled and dropped his hands from Draco�s shoulders into the blond�s
lap. There was no hardness anymore, but how should, Harry thought, with such
cry-baby for a boyfriend. �Where do you want us to live after Hogwarts?� Draco
asked again.

He looked up with huge shiny eyes and sniffled again. �U-us?� he whispered, his
voice cracking.

�Yeah, I always wanted to live in Moscow.
I�ve been there once and I loved the city, it�s incredible.� Draco said, with
an expression so soft, it made Harry want to cry again.

The slighter boy wasn�t sure if he was only dreaming and tried to make it as
simple as possible for himself to understand. He
lifted his right hand and pointed at Draco. �You?�
Draco nodded and Harry pointed at himself. �Me?� Draco nodded again and Harry
felt a smile tugging at his lips. �Living in Moscow?� Draco nodded again. �Together?� This
time the blond didn�t need to nod; his stupid smile was all Harry needed to
know that he meant it.

The brunette threw his arms around Draco�s neck and kissed him lewdly. Draco
wasn�t the one to complain and pushed Harry back to the ground, resting again
between the sexy thighs � his knees thanking him. �I love you.� Harry breathed
after the kiss, keeping his arms around Draco�s neck.

Draco smirked naughtily and began nipping at Harry�s lower lip, but never
allowing deepening it to a real kiss. �Does that mean I have official
permission to even molest you while you�re playing Heraldine
Lilly Winter?�

Harry chuckled and remembered that he could use his hands. He grabbed Draco�s
head gently and pulled him down to finally get the kiss he wanted. �You�ll get
permission, if you�ll meet Hermione and Ron with me and behave civil.� Draco
groaned and rested his forehead on the floor next to Harry�s head.

�That�s something I won�t discuss now that I have you beneath me.� Draco growled
and ground his hips once against Harry�s.

�Ah, Draco, please. Can we proceed on the bed?� The Slytherin pulled with his
teeth at Harry�s neck and chuckled. He rubbed his nose against the soft skin
behind the brunette�s ear and inhaled.

�Hmm, there�s a �proceed�, yes? How sophisticated.�

�Didn�t you want to use the time properly?� Harry asked teasingly and
heard the muffled groan of Draco. The blond lifted his head and looked down at
his lover.

�No pain anymore?�

Harry caressed over Draco�s face and smiled. �Nope.
But be gentle, yes? I don�t want to walk funnily tomorrow.� He knew that Malfoy
would snort, but he meant it; he didn�t want to walk like a duck, just because
Draco had wanted to play the wild animal.

The Slytherin lowered his head again; back to rub his nose against the spot
behind Harry�s ear, once in a while nipping at it as well. �Okay, but we�ll
stay here.�

�No.� Harry didn�t know how, but he had managed to sound resolute, although his
entire body shivered in pleasure. Draco stopped nuzzling him and he felt a bit
bad. His hand found its way into the blond strands and combed them gently. �I
want to have sex on the bed, please.� Oh gods, had he really openly admitted
now that he wanted to have sex with Draco? His face was burning, but he wanted
his dragon to know why. Somewhere needed to be some
Gryffindor courage left that he needed now badly.

�My� first time wasn�t on a bed and I want� I want��

�Sssh.� Draco�s lips were on his and he kissed back
eagerly. His dragon understood what he wanted to say. The kiss broke and Draco
stood quickly up and lifted Harry up from the ground and dropped him on the bed
that was only a metre away. The blond stood at the end of the bed and smirked
down at Harry.

�What do you want, Harry?� He could tell by the looks of the brunette what the
same wanted, but he wanted to hear it out of that sweet mouth with all shyness
and lust it could offer.

�You.� Harry whispered and cast his eyes down.

�Hm, I think I didn�t get that correctly. What did
you want again?� Draco asked wickedly and kneeled on the mattress, Harry�s feet
between his thighs. He didn�t look away from the Gryffindor and unbuttoned his white,
pristine shirt. Harry�s eyes followed the deft fingers from one button to the
next.

The last button was open and Harry�s eyes raked over the revealed skin back up
to look at Draco through half lidded eyes. �You, Dragon, I want you.� He
whispered again, but didn�t turn his eyes down this time. Draco leaned over him
and kissed his jaw gently.

�Oh really, I think we can do something about that, can�t we?� The blond
mumbled between kisses and his right hand wandered along Harry�s covered chest
to open the loop of his jersey pants.

�Yes, please.� Harry gasped before his mouth was captured in a bruising kiss.

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Harry opened his eyes grudgingly when the buzzer of his clock didn�t want to
give up. He punched the snooze button and snuggled back against the warmth.
Five more minutes would do no harm.

Even if he wanted to stand up, what he didn�t want, he couldn�t do so. Draco
had him in a tight embrace and one leg positioned between his and curled around
the lower one. �Draco.� He called softly and traced his fingers along the pale
arms that held him safely against his lover�s chest.

Malfoy only gave noises of complaint and buried his nose in the well of Harry�s
neck. �Dragon, we need to get up.�

�Don�t want.� The Slytherin mumbled and brushed his hands over the brunette�s
abdomen. The buzzer of the clock went off again and Harry sighed � his
�five-more-minutes� were already over.

�Draco.�

�N-n.�

�At least let go off me, I need to take my potion.� Harry said
reluctantly and contradicted himself when he snuggled closer to the warmth
Draco offered.

�Potion?� Came the husky
reaction from somewhere close to his neck. He felt light kisses pressed on his
neck and mewled.

�Yes. Potion. Lilly. Does it ring
a bell?�

Draco sat up in a hurry and yanked his arm out under Harry. With their legs
still tangled, he looked down at his lover. �Shit, I totally forgot.� Harry
detangled their legs and sat up with a small smile covering his face.

�I noticed. Good morning, love.� He pressed a small kiss on Draco�s lips and
stood up. Before he vanished in the bathroom, he hurried to his wardrobe and
pulled out clean school robes. Draco used the chance and called the house elf
to bring breakfast and another set of clean clothes and school robes for him.

He rubbed his face to get rid of the fatigue. Why was it already morning? He
spotted a small bottle on Harry�s desk and sighed. Severus must have sent the
potion when they were still asleep. Draco stood up, wrapped a blanket around
his naked body and scuffed over to the desk. He took the bottle in his hand and
sighed again.

Even though he had said he was fine with Harry turning back into his role as Heraldine, he didn�t want to lose him again. Maybe this
sounded a bit egoistic and possessive, but Harry was his and he wouldn�t let go
of him again. But, he thought with a sad smile, he had permission to �molest�
Lilly as well.

The bathroom door opened and Harry stood in front of him, in his black skirt
and blouse with Slytherin crest on the breast pocket. �What�s wrong? You look
sad.� Harry said and went closer to Draco. His hand caressed over the blond�s
cheek and he felt stubbles that were too pale to see.

�I�m your boyfriend, right?� Draco asked with uncertainty Harry had never heard
before in his voice.

�Of course, dragon. Why do you��

�And I�ll be Lilly�s boyfriend as well, right?�

�Eurm, we discussed that yesterday already. Of course
you�ll be my boyfriend as well when I�m acting as Lilly. Draco you scare me,
what�s wrong?�

The blond leaned down and wrapped his arms around Harry�s shoulders to kiss
him. The blanket fell to the ground and left him in the nude. �I love you,
Harry Potter.� Draco said and let go of the slighter boy to go into the
bathroom. The brunette had no chance to say anything and only followed Draco
with his eyes. Well, he followed Draco�s behind with his eyes.

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They had eaten breakfast and Draco had watched Harry turn into Lilly, with the
same fascination when it had been the other way around. The potion�s bottle was
empty, Harry looked like a girl and they were ready to leave the room. The
brunette touched the door handle and the foreign symbols, Draco still couldn�t
decipher, disappeared.

�Wait!� Draco exclaimed when Lilly was about to open the door. The girl let go
of the door handle and looked at her boyfriend. �I can�t leave this room. Pansy
and Severus will kill me. I didn�t tell them were I am.�

Lilly looked like she had been hit by bus. �You did not just realise that?� The
blond boy nodded sheepishly and she groaned in disbelief. �Oi,
Draco, you�re really quick-witted. I had no idea you have blond moments.�

�Haha.
Funny, Po- Winter.� That was a near thing. He mustn�t allow such slip.

�Aw�� Lilly cooed and stole a sweet kiss from Draco. �But don�t bother your
pretty head. For one thing, Pansy saw us when you brought me up here and for
another, Snape will know as well. When the room�s magically locked, the room
gets scanned to guarantee I�m in here.�

Draco sighed in relief. �Alright, lets go then.� He
opened the door, let Lilly go first and followed her down the stairs. They were
the first pupils down in the common-room. Lilly/Harry always wanted to be the
first when he had been locked away for a weekend, he didn�t even know why, it was a quirk of him.

They flopped down on the couch in front of the fireplace and Lilly snuggled
against Draco. Her skirt rode up a bit and Draco�s eyes fell on the pale,
tender skin of her legs. He licked over his lower lip and his right hand wandered
slowly over to Lilly�s left leg. His fingertips stroked over the outside of the
thigh and he felt the goose bumps beneath his tips, but Lilly didn�t seem to
object.

The Slytherin leaned close to Lilly�s ear. �Harry.� He moaned and guided his
hand slowly up to Harry�s crotch.

�Draco, don�t� don�t� I� I�� Lilly moaned.

�get hard?� The blond moaned again in Lilly�s ear. His
hand wandered under the skirt and he felt the reaction to his actions. He
pushed the boy, concealed as a girl, gently down on the couch and lay on him.
�Harry.� He moaned again.

Lilly shoved at his shoulders and glared at him. �Don�t call me that.� She
said, but let go of his shoulders again

�Make me.� Draco smirked and leaned down, keeping his lips only some
centimetres from Lilly�s away. His hand found its way into the male underwear,
boxer-briefs, and wrapped around the now fully erect cock.

�Draco.� Lilly groaned and snaked her arms around Draco�s neck. �Kiss me,
please.� Their lips met and Draco�s tongue wandered over Lilly�s lower-lip.
�Please.� Lilly whimpered and didn�t know what she begged for.

�Oh my, oh my, one weekend together in one room and we�re getting already a
show.� Pansy squealed when she came down the stairs. Lilly pushed at Draco, but
the blond didn�t bother to take his hand out of her pants. �Draco,� Pansy said
more serious and flopped down in an armchair. She didn�t seem to mind the small
display of fornication in front of her. �I know, it�s
an inconvenient time, but what about Harry?�

Draco�s hand stilled and he looked into huge shocked eyes of Lilly. �Don�t you
love him anymore? I know, I know, I said you mourned enough, but this happened
so sudden with Lilly and all. Don�t you love him anymore?� Pansy asked again
and felt stupid that she needed to ask now that Lilly wasn�t just around, but
lying under Draco.

The Slytherin Prince looked into Lilly�s eyes and smiled. �I love Harry. I love
him more than ever before.� He saw the single tear rolling down her cheek and
pressed his lips quickly against Lilly�s, before he pulled his hand out under
the skirt and left Harry/Lilly with a �little� problem.

�Oh, by the way,� Draco said to Pansy as if nothing had happened. �you will most likely not believe it, but apparently
Slytherins and Gryffindors will soon become friends. This girl here� he pointed
at Lilly who tried to adjust her skirt. �is befriend
with Granger and Weasley. Can you believe it? And she wants me to meet them.�

Pansy grinned at Draco. �That wouldn�t be a premier, love. Theo is on friendly
terms with Seamus.� She saw the raised eyebrow of Draco. �Finnigan,
you know�Irish guy��

�Oh, yeah.� The common room slowly began to fill with
students and Theo was among us. He came over to the other three, mumbled a
tired �morning� and Pansy stood up to kiss him. She filled him in the news of
Draco and Lilly being an item and the tall young man cast them a dirty grin.

�Wanna head for breakfast?� Theodore asked. Pansy and
Draco nodded, but Lilly wrapped her hand around Draco�s arm and kept him from
standing up.

�You can go ahead. I need to talk to Draco first.� Pansy smiled knowingly and
pulled Theo out of the common room and up to the Great Hall. The Slytherins
left one after another for breakfast as well and soon Draco and Lilly were
again alone and the blond was bursting with curiosity, because Lilly didn�t say
what she wanted to talk about.

The last student, a first year who�d slept in, left
through the bare, moving stone wall and Lilly grabbed Draco�s hand without a
word. She guided it along her thigh again and Draco sucked in breath harshly.

�Before we go to breakfast� Lilly whispered sensually and brought Draco�s hand
under her skirt again. �You�ve something to finish.�

Draco groaned loudly and threw her back on the couch. He wanted to leave for Moscow as fast as
possible, to be with Harry, but maybe the time until then wouldn�t be that bad.

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TaDa! The crappy finish! Please don�t hate me too
much! Oh, damn it, hate the chapter if you like, I feel like shite anyway.
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