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The Diary - Re-edited	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23420 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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thanks to everyone following this story...sorry its been weeks since i last updated it. Hopefully will update more frequently from now on...;)

warnings...m/m slash..nothing too graphic yet...bit of diary action (Melody and her mystery man) enjoy ;)

Draco touched Harry’s hand, the photograph falling to the floor but the image remained in Harry’s mind. Remus was married to his godmother, Harry’s thoughts reeled and the hurt at being lied to welled up inside. Gently stroking the skin on the back of his hand, Draco soothed him and he turned to look at the blond.

“Why…why aren’t people honest?” Harry whispered, the sad tone in his voice made Draco’s face fall and he leaned to brush his mouth against Harry’s down turned lips.

“Lupin must have had a reason,” Draco offered, Harry didn’t want to hear excuses and nipped at Draco’s full bottom lip earning a hitch in the blonds voice, “Maybe she left him.” he murmured as Harry deepened the kiss. The atmosphere changing rapidly, heat building between them and Draco lay back pulling the kissing Harry with him.

“Mmmm Draco..” Harry murmured and the blond beneath him moaned at the use of his name, his tongue lapping energetically against Harry‘s questing one.

“Harry!” a voice called from downstairs, both boys moaned with frustration, “Harry!” they called again, a thudding of feet coming up the stairs broke the kiss.

“Shit!” Harry muttered, grabbing at his clothes, Draco paled at the prospect of being caught naked with Harry, he grabbed his wand and conjured his clothes. Heavy breathing filling the room as they scrambled to dress, Harry nearly falling on his face when he pulled on his jeans.

The door knob turned, rattling on its hinges as someone tried to open the locked door. Draco blanched at the realisation of the door being locked and what that would look like to the person on the other side.

“Pott...Harry,” Draco hissed getting his attention, his green eyes wide and staring at the door, “Shout at me.” Draco ordered, Harry looked at him feeling bemused.

“What?” he shook his head indicating he didn’t understand, Draco huffed under his breath, pointing to the door.

“Pretend we’re arguing,” looking at the locked door again, Harry rolled his eyes, “Come on Potter, imagine you hate me…shouldn’t be too hard.” he whispered, Harry smiled at him.

Taking a breath, frowning and trying to look angry, Harry released the locking spell on the door. Yelling out in pain as Draco fired a stinging hex at him.

“Fuck Malfoy,” Harry shouted, rubbing his arm and looking at the blond with fury, “What did you do that for!”

“Because you’re an arse, Potter!” Draco screeched, face red with annoyance but his eyes were shining with barely contained lust.

Sirius stumbled through the door, worry on his face and he looked at the pair of them with disappointment. Draco huffed, storming past Harry and barging into him.

“Wanker!” Harry shouted to his retreating back, holding in the laughter he felt bubbling.

“Bloody hell Harry, calm down,” Sirius tried to sooth him, a look of understanding in his blue eyes, “I know it must be hard.” Harry bit his lip to stop the giggle at Sirius’ inappropriate use of words, his godfather continued to speak, making it worse, “You’ll have to take one for the team, let things slide with him for awhile,” Harry nodded, unable to make eye contact, “Be the bigger man, Harry…I know you can handle him.”

“I’ll try,” Harry’s voice was strained, his eyes watering with ill contained mirth and his face was flushed, Sirius mistook it for upset, patting his arm in a fatherly manner, “It’s okay…I’m sure we’ll make an effort to get on.” he assured him.

“Good, with everything going on at the moment, we can’t waste time with you fighting,” he sighed, Harry suddenly struck by how tired he looked, “I have to get back to the order, just letting you that you’ll be eating alone…I’m heading to the Burrow for a bit.”

“Can’t I come?” Sirius looked away, avoiding Harry’s eyes and shook his head.

“Order business…boring stuff,” Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that his godfather was lying, tempted for a moment to ask about Melody, “Well, I have to go…try and get on with Malfoy.” the moment gone as Molly called Sirius from downstairs.

“Molly and Malfoy…Lucius will be here while I’m gone,” Sirius mentioned, leaving a frowning Harry to stare after his godfather, “Behave.”

Harry felt a huff brewing at the insinuation that he couldn’t be trusted not to cause trouble with Malfoy while he was gone, Sirius must have sensed the change in mood, turning his head to offer Harry a smile and a wink. Immediately diffusing any annoyance that Harry was experiencing.

“Harry, remember be the bigger man.” Sirius murmured again before he disappeared into the kitchen.

“Yes, Potter,” Harry almost jumped at the sensation of the blond against his back, Draco’s hot breath drifted over his neck and Harry shivered at the sensuality of the sensation, he could hear the smile in the blonds’ voice, “Be the bigger man…though I think that might be me.” Harry allowed a giggle to escape, clamping his lips together with embarrassment at the sound. Draco laughed his mouth close to Harry’s ear and his hot breath seemed to caress his skin, Harry turned his head to look into the amused grey eyes. Suddenly, both of them were aware of how close their lips were, Draco closed the gap and brushed his soft mouth against Harry’s. The kiss slow and tender to begin with soon began morphing into something more frantic. Harry thrust his tongue into Draco’s willing mouth, the blond letting a little whimper spill from his lips. The sound was making Harry’s pulse race and his cock firm to the point of uncomfortable in his jeans.

“Harry.” Draco breathed and Harry whimpered, his face flaming at the noise that escaped from his lips, the lusty whimper loud in the hallway. Eyes widened as they realized where they were, both faces flaming and they reluctantly broke apart from each other. Draco’s flushed face falling as the clipped tones of his father drifted up the stairs to them.

“Draco.” Harry wanted to pull the blond into his arms, his heart racing loudly in his chest at the feeling rushing through his body and mind.

I want him…we should hate each other…but I want to touch him

The look on Draco’s face mirrored the feeling churning inside Harry, stunned and confused reflected in the grey depths, Harry felt slightly better at the knowledge that the blond was just as thrown by this new development as he , Lucius broke the moment calling for his son again.

“Draco.” His voice strained and the damage inflicted on him was evident in the weakened tone, Draco’s eyes flashed with concern and Harry nodded, tilting his head for him to go to his father. The smile that Draco bestowed on him made him feel weak and shaky, his green eyes watching as the blond walked away, his stare drawn to the play of muscles on the Draco’s back, mouth suddenly dry and jeans tight. Frustrated, Harry entered his bedroom, no he corrected in his mind, their bedroom and the thought of it made his body tingle. Eyes drawn to Draco’s side of the room, Harry’s feet began moving as if by themselves, he approached the neatly made bed and breathed in the exotic scent of his roommate’s cologne.

“Fuck!” exasperated by the desire he felt, Harry flung himself onto the blonds’ bed. Face in the pillow, taking great lungfuls of the spicy scent and without realizing, his hips began rutting forward and his cock was humping the mattress. Low moans and grunts fell from Harry’s lips as he chased his release, the smell of Draco all over him and fuelling his thrusts. His eyes squeezed shut and his lust addled mind provided images to encourage his arousal.

Draco writhing below him, sweat glistening on the perfect alabaster skin, Harry leaned forward unable to resist the urge to lick a line of perspiration from the blonds’ collarbone, the taste of Draco’s skin like ambrosia. Grey eyes wide and the pupils dilated with lust gazed at him, his face flushed. Harry devoured the gasping lips of his lover, the kiss heated and fiery, the need to touch the blond building inside Harry.

“Please.” Draco begged against his smiling mouth as they broke apart for air, the heaving chest of Draco pressed tightly against Harry’s. The slick slide of their skin adding to the sensations that were already overwhelming them.

“Draco, Draco, Draco.” Harry murmured and the blonds’ back arched, wrapping his legs around his waist. Their rigid lengths rubbing alongside each other while the pre-come aided the smooth thrusts back and forth. Harry couldn’t speak as the feel of the heated shaft of the keening blond beneath him rubbing against his own hot member robbed him of the ability to think. Draco’s smooth naked skin begged to be touched and Harry felt powerless to resist, his fingers caressing almost reverently. Wild grey eyes fixed on his green ones, silently urging Harry in his exploration. The dripping tip of his shaft nudging Draco’s tight entrance, the moans spilling from the blond increasing as Harry pushed inside. The head of his cock breaching the writhing teen, incredible heat and tightness engulfing Harry’s cock as Draco’s body opened up to him.

“HARRY!” Draco’s voice reached fever pitch, Harry groaned as hot come splashed his abdomen, Draco’s climax making him scream with release.

Harry opened his eyes, biting Draco’s pillow to hold in his own screams of completion, Hips humping frantically as he emptied himself inside his jeans. His balls tight and high as they spilled, moaning at the sensation of his warm seed coating his sensitive cock. Slowly, his heart rate returned to normal and the realization of what he just done caused his face to redden with mortification. His mind a jumble of confused feelings, desire still raging in his veins for the cool aristocratic blond and his spent cock valiantly twitched, trying to firm at the thought of him beneath him like his fantasy. Hastily casting a cleansing spell and shuddering at the sensation of the come disappearing from his skin, leaving him strangely bereft.

I need a distraction!

Searching his mind to think of something else to do rather than lie there and fantasize about the Slytherin. His eyes scanned the room and immediately he was drawn to the discarded photos, the diary lying beside them. Ignoring the photographs for the moment, reluctant to look at them and discover any more secrets. Flicking through the newly revealed pages, looking for the first page from where he left off.

June 22nd (my sixteenth birthday!)

Oh what do I write, so much has happened. I know I didn’t write after the other night, I couldn’t. He wouldn’t even speak to me, he warded the door and refused to answer me.

What a bastard!

The last couple of days have been hell, seeing him in the corridor and in lessons. Everyone noticed that there was something wrong, I had to lie and say that it was close to the date of my mom’s death.

Her mom’s dead?

I felt terrible for lying, it hurts that she’s dead but I never knew her. It’s hard to miss someone who never even held you. I remember the pictures that my grandparents showed me. She was beautiful, blond hair and blue eyes. I must get my colouring from my father. I wish that I knew him, I suppose I’ll never know. There’s no one left to tell me anything about her apart from Dumbledore and he only tells me stories of when she was a student.

So most of them are leaving me alone with my supposed grief, I find my thoughts surrounding him. I caught him looking at me, I’m certain that he has feelings for me, I could feel it.

Diary, what can I say? I have to spell this so no one can read it.

We made love!

What? They had sex!

I went to find him after my birthday meal, determined that this time he wouldn’t ignore me. Preparing myself to hear that he truly didn’t want me, I managed to track him down in one of the classrooms. He was shocked to see me, I was so nervous that I could barely speak.

He shouted at me to leave, face thunderous but I stood my ground, shaking my head as I explained that I knew he had feelings for me. He denied it, insisting that he should have never kissed me and that it was a mistake. I could feel myself wanting to cry and his face changed, he turned away from me like he couldn’t take seeing me so upset. My heart was beating a mile a minute but I knew what I had to do, I sort of threw myself at his back, wrapping my arms around him. I thought that he would push me away but he didn’t, he just stood there while I held him. I could smell him and I wanted that scent all over me, I kissed the back of his neck and he moaned. The next thing I knew he was kissing me, not like before, not gentle but filled with passion. His tongue in my mouth and his fingers in my hair, holding me close. I returned the kiss, hoping that my lack of experience wouldn’t put him off, I think it excited him and I could feel his cock pressing against me. He asked me if I wanted to stop, his eyes were so beautiful with the fire I could see burning there. He pulled me into his arms and devoured my mouth, I could barely breath and my heart felt like it would burst. His strong hands moved all over my body, mapping my skin and making me burn, the heat building between my thighs.

“Harry?” Draco’s voice filled the room, Harry flushed bright red at being caught reading the diary, the blond smiled at him. Flinging himself onto the bed beside him, his grey eyes looking down at the half hard cock in Harry’s jeans, “It’s getting interesting then?” laughter in his voice made Harry nudge him playfully, lifting the diary so he could see. Harry watched with avid eyes as Draco scanned the page to where he had placed his finger, his grey eyes smiling with mischief as he read, a salacious smile on his face.

“Mmmm naughty girl,” Draco hitched his eyebrow and Harry laughed, “I don’t think it’s Lupin, do you?” Harry thought about everything he had read so far and had to agree with the blond, why would have Remus been at Hogwarts at the time.

“I think it’s a student,” Harry surmised and Draco nodded his agreement, “How on Earth did she end up married to Remus?” they both looked back at the diary and without realizing it they moved closer to each other to read together.

His mouth felt so soft against my skin and I could feel the tip of his tongue moving on my neck as he kissed down to my shoulders. My fingers were shaking as I touched him, pulling his shirt open and stroking his chest, he nipped at my skin making me moan. The sound clearly encouraging him as he unzipped the dress that wore just for him, the classroom was cold, my skin was goose bumped all over. I wasn’t sure if it was because if the temperature or because I was scared. I think I screamed as his mouth latched on to one of my nipples, his tongue twirling around the nub, both of my nipples were hard and they ached for his touch. My dress fell to the floor and he pulled away, his eyes looked at me and I could feel the hunger in his gaze.

“We can stop.” He offered, part of me wanted to say stop but my body yearned for him. I told him that I wanted him and he smiled at me. I felt the heat inside me building at the look on his face, his lust was clear in his eyes and my body shivered with desire. His nostrils flared and I knew that he could smell my arousal, the heady scent of sex beginning to fill the air. Never taking my eyes off him, I lowered my knickers and bit my lip to hold in the moan. With a teasing slowness he undid his trousers, his smile was mischievous and I felt myself returning it. I think that I stopped breathing when his cock sprang free from the confines, the shaft rigid with need already and the tip shining in the class light. His length was even more impressive than my fantasies, the shaft pink but the head was a darker shade. I looked up to see him staring at me, he reached across to touch me, sliding his fingers around my right breast, squeezing lightly.

“How big, do you think?” Draco mused, his fingers drawing lazy patterns on Harry’s thigh, he had been so engrossed in the diary that he hadn’t even noticed the blond was touching him until now.

“Huge.” Harry whispered, his mouth dry and his heart racing, Draco let out an amused huff of laughter. Squeezing Harry’s thigh, the blood seemed to rush south and Harry wanted to squirm.

“Lucky girl,” Draco murmured, slowly tracing back and froth across the inner seam of the denim, his fingers inching ever closer to Harry’s balls, “Imagine what it would feel like for someone to be inside you?” Harry licked his lips, his nerves suddenly at the forefront, Draco turned back to the book and Harry felt disappointed when his fingers stopped their exploration.

He lay me down on the floor, his robes like a blanket beneath me, casting a warming charm to keep us warm and he lay down beside me. I don’t know how long we kissed for, minutes? hours? His mouth on mine and his hands gliding over my skin felt heavenly. I wanted to touch him but didn’t know where to start, I think he sensed my apprehension and pulled my hand down to touch his cock, the skin was hot under my fingertips. He stopped moving and for a moment I thought I had done something wrong, his eyes were closed and he was panting.

“Stop,” I snatched my hand away, my face flaming and he kissed me, slowly, “It’s too good,” he blushed, “You’ll make me come.”

His words made my heart skip and the heat ignited inside me. I leaned up and kissed him this time, my tongue filling his mouth as I pulled him on top of me. He swallowed my screams as he breached me, his shaft plunging deep and to the hilt in one move. The pain bloomed inside me, the stretched burn and the sharp piercing pain as he took my virginity making me whimper. He didn’t move, just kissed me with slow, soft kisses, his fingers stroking my thighs as they shook with discomfort. We kissed, his mouth on mine and my heart racing, slowly the pain eased and he moved back, his cock retreating before gliding back in. I waited for the pain to return but it had faded to a dull ache, his thrusts began to increase and the whimpers spilling from my lips became little exhales of bliss. The feeling was indescribable, my whole body alive with sensations, tingling all over and my nerve endings firing all at once. Then he reached down and began to touch me, soft little circles around my clitoris, mimicking exactly how I liked to touch myself when I thought of him. His lips attached to mine as my body shuddered beneath him, my climax taking me by surprise, I had always been led to expect that you didn’t always come the first time you had sex. His breath exploded into my mouth and he thrust hard, deep inside me, jerking slightly and shaking as he groaned. My body trembled as I realized that he had come inside me, heart thundering in my chest at what we had done. His eyes were unfocused as we broke the kiss, he gently kissed me again.

“Wow,” Draco breathed, Harry had to agree and he took a deep breath.

“It’s not Remus?” Harry asked, already sure that it wasn’t, Draco nodded his agreement.

“No, it’s not Lupin,” he scanned the diary as if looking for clues, “She never once refers to this man by name, I think it was some sort of secret.”

“You know it’s today’s date?” Harry had noticed, smiling at the hopeful expression on the blonds’ face, “Maybe we should reenact it…you know to honour the day?” Harry allowed a guffaw to spill from him and Draco huffed indignantly, “Whatever Potter.” He spat and jumped up from the bed. Harry grabbed the blond by the arm, yanking him back onto the bed, Draco squawked at the rough treatment but Harry was determined to shut the blond up. Crushing his lips to the struggling Draco, who immediately stopped his movement, opening his mouth to allow Harry to plunder it.

“Stop being such a drama queen,” Harry mumbled against Draco’s parted lips, he went to pull away clearly affronted by his words, Harry nipped at his bottom lip lightly and filled the gasping mouth with his tongue, draining the blond of his anger, “I want you, silly prat.”

“Ass.” Draco mumbled, the kiss deepening and becoming almost feral, Draco biting at Harry’s mouth. Breath exploding into each others lungs , Harry rubbed his groin alongside Draco, moaning as he felt an answering hardness pressing back. Melody’s words resounding in their minds, Harry wondered who would be inside whom. Draco reached down, his fingers tracing the outline of his firm cock, the feeling of his touch making Harry gasp with lust.

“It’s nice to see that my concerns about you not getting along are completely unfounded.” Lucius’ amused voice echoed in the room.
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