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America Bound	By : roxierose13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Ron! We got a letter from Harry!" Hermione came racing into the common room where Ron and Michael had been playing wizards chess. Ron looked up excitedly as Hermione sat down in a nearby chair. Michael was nonplussed and continued contemplating the chess board.

"What does it say?" Ron asked, pressingly, turning to face her. She held out of the letter and read it aloud.

"Dear Ron and Hermione,

Everything is going well here. Thanksgiving was a very interesting holiday. I'm sure you enjoyed all the food, eh, Ron? As to your questions about guys. There are some very good looking specimens and I'm sure you would approve, Hermione, and don't scoff Ron. I don't say anything about your choices in girls *cough* Lavender Brown *cough*. There is actually one guy I'm interested in, but I'm not sure how he feels. We've had a few moments, but since the last one, I get the feeling he's avoiding me, or maybe I'm avoiding him...Hmmm....I don't know. What are your plans for the holidays? Trey has invited me to stay with him at his house in Washington. He's said that you were all invited as well, and Alex is coming, so it wouldn't be too awkward for you. Let me know, as the break starts in three weeks.

Love, Harry."

Hermione put down the letter and looked at Ron.

"I say we go," Said Ron. Hermione nodded in agreement. Michael rolled his eyes. At that moment, Alex popped up behind them all.

"You can come too, Michael, and Blaise too if he wants," Alex told them all. Michael looked thoughtful for a minute. Over the last month, he and Blaise had become better friends, but he still wanted more, he just wasn't sure if Blaise still did.

Blaise chose that precise moment to arrive. He stood behind Michaels chair.

"What's this about the holidays?" He asked. Michael looked up at him and smiled.

"Apparently we're all going to go to Alex's boyfriends house."

"Everyone? Is Draco going to be there?" He asked Alex. Alex thought for a moment.

"Uh...I think so," He said finally. Ron scowled but Blaise looked happy.

"Sure, I'll come," He agreed. "Hey, Michael, come to the library with me." He pulled Michael to his feet by his hand and out the door. Alex shook his head, smiling.

"Don't they know they want each other yet?" He asked Hermione, as Ron was not keen on the subject.

"They will eventually," She replied. Alex bent nearer to her ear, so that Ron couldn't hear.

"And what about Ron?" He whispered. She blushed. Alex smirked. "I'll give him a VERY obvious hint, if you want." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"No, you shouldn't," Hermione whispered.

"Just think of it as an early Christmas present," Alex winked and left after Blaise and Michael.

Outside the library, Blaise pulled Michael into a deserted corridor.

"What are you doing? The library is that way." Michael pointed down the hall. Blaise glanced in that direction, but quickly resumed his attention on Michael.

"What?" He asked. Blaise was trying to restrain himself. He wanted Michael so badly, but now they were sort of friends, making it more difficult. 'Fuck it,' he thought and leaned forward and kissed Michael roughly.

Michael was caught off guard, but as soon as he realized what was happening, he returned the kiss with full strength. Blaise pushed him roughly against the wall of the corridor, pinning his body to it. Michael moaned softly as Blaise's tongue slid over his own and his lower lip was nipped.

Alex stood feet away, watching the little scene, two down, two to go.

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True to his letter, Harry and Draco had not spoken of the 'incident' since that night. It had been several days since Thanksgiving. Harry was very confused about the whole thing. Sure he wanted Draco, but did Draco want him? Draco had skillfully avoided being alone in the same room with Harry for any long amount of time.

Draco was thinking along the same lines as Harry. He'd wanted Harry for a long time, but did Harry want him? Yes, they'd snogged, but had it been an accident, granted that was what Draco was aiming for when he'd come in the room that night. It pained him to think of what might've happened, had Shawn not burst in.

Speaking of Shawn, he and Carson had not exchanged two words since that night at the bar. Harry felt bad for him and decided to take it into his own hands, since they were both such idiots, well Carson was an idiot, Shawn was naively stupid.

In transfiguration on the first day back after the holiday, Harry packed his things very slowly after class, waving the others ahead of him. Carson, he noticed, was always slower than everyone to leave. Harry waited until the rest of the class had dispersed and then he approached Carson.

Carson was surprised to see Harry standing there. He became nervous, not because this was Harry Potter, but because he knew he hung out with Shawn.

"Yeah?" He asked in a bored tone that didn't quite disguise his nervousness. Harry smirked.

"You know Shawn?" Harry asked, in an innocent voice. He noted the Carson's eyes darted around the room as if Shawn was going to pop out of a desk.

"Not really," He replied cautiously. Harry scoffed.

"Don't deny it. I've seen how you look at him, you want him, but you won't have him," Harry said viciously. To his surprise, Carson sighed laboriously.

"You wouldn't understand," he said tiredly.

"What wouldn't I understand?" Harry asked. He found it hard to believe that he would not understand anything, given who he was. Carson looked him straight in the eye.

"Well, for one, he's Shawn." Harry gave him a confused look.

"What!?"

"He's quiet, and shy, and my friends..." He trailed away.

"Your friends what?" Harry asked annoyedly.

"They're not like that."

"So?"

"He wouldn't fit in!" Harry gave him a disgusted look.

"So! If he was your boyfriend, that shouldn't matter, and I'll have you know, he's pretty talkative when he likes you!" Harry yelled and stormed out of the room.

Harry stormed all the way up to the dorms. He stomped through the common room, earning some annoyed and angry glances from students, as well as curious looks. He flung the door to his dorm open and strode inside, still fuming. Draco was there.

"Having a bad day, Potter?" He asked snidely. Harry only sneered at him and Draco was taken aback. "Whoa, it was really that bad?"

"What do you care!?" Harry said venomously. Draco shrugged.

"I don't care, Potter, I was only trying to be sympathetic."

"Well, you're not very good at it," Harry shot back at him. Draco just shrugged again. Harry was pissed that he wasn't letting him take out his anger. After a few minutes of huffing angrily, Draco sighed and moved to face Harry.

"Harry, stop."

"Why?"

"Because it's damn annoying and you're too cute when you're angry." Harry immediately stopped and gaped at Draco. Draco made no sign that he'd said something out of the ordinary. Draco turned away from Harry and returned to his closet. Harry sat on his bed and stared at his back for a while.

"Draco?" He said. Draco poked his head out of the closet.

"Yeah?"

"Do you ever think about what happened at Thanksgiving?" Harry asked cautiously, fearing an explosion. Draco stepped out of the closet and face Harry. His expression was shrewd and calculating.

"Why?" He asked slowly.

"Well, I...I mean, if Shawn hadn't...would you...we have, you know...?" Harry tried to form a complete sentence but was unsuccessful. Draco smirked and approached Harry. Harry stood up from his place on the bed. When Draco was inches from Harry, he spoke.

"Did you want to?" He asked. Harry became flustered.

"Er..." Harry stumbled for words, but was saved the trouble as Draco kissed him. He licked and nipped his lower lip, his tongue delving deep inside Harry's mouth. Harry moaned and wrapped his hands around Draco's waist. Draco pulled back and Harry was confused. He removed his wand from his pocket and waved it at the door. Harry heard the lock click, and he smiled at Draco.

Draco slid his hands into Harry's messy raven hair and pulled him to his lips once more. The kiss was ongoing and needy. Draco finally pushed Harry on the bed and jumped on top of him. Harry arched as his shirt was torn off him and his pants were thrown across the room.

Draco paused the admire the sizable lump in Harry's red silk boxers. Harry became impatient and dragged Draco into another passionate kiss, full of licking, nipping and sucking. Harry made quick disposal of Draco's clothes. He ran his hands over his pale flesh, his muscular stomach, and his hands came to rest of Draco's slender hips.

Draco moved from Harry's mouth to his tan neck. Harry moved his head back to give better access. Draco licked and sucked greedily at the tender flesh.

"Oh, Draco," Harry moaned as Draco nipped his ear lobe. Draco's hands were all over Harry's body. Draco moved slowly down Harry's body, kissing any exposed flesh. His tongue swirled over Harry's belly button and dipped below the elastic on the boxers. Harry groaned and arched. Draco moved back up and kissed Harry forcefully.

He ground his body into Harry's, both of their erections were so hard it was unbearable.

"Please, Draco," Harry pleaded. Draco kissed him again, and skillfully removed his boxers and Harry's. A few well chosen words later, Draco pushed into Harry. Harry gasped and Draco felt him tighten. He slowed down and watched Harry. When he had relaxed, he pushed in further.

"Oh God," Harry gasped.

"Not quite," He said slyly and pushed in more. Harry bucked uncontrollably under him, grasping Draco's hips for support. Draco moved slowly at first, but increased the pace as he reached his climax. Both boys came together and they lay, breathing heavily, on the bed. Draco pulled out of Harry and moved to lay beside him, staring at the ceiling.

Harry turned onto his side and looked at Draco. He moved closer and nuzzled his neck, placing a kiss just below his ear lobe.

"That was amazing," he breathed. Draco didn't reply. Harry kissed his neck again. "Draco?" Draco turned to look at him.

"What?"

"How long have you wanted to do that?" Harry asked, grinning a little. Draco smiled mischievously at Harry.

"About a year now," He replied and Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you got damn sexy after 5th year, I just couldn't help myself." Harry laughed.

"Why thank you, you're not too bad looking yourself." Draco pretended to be outraged.

" 'Not too bad looking'!? I'll have you know I am the hottest guy in Hogwarts and maybe all of England." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, you're not self-centered at all." Draco smiled evilly.

"Nope, not in the least."

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