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What We Need	By : Aerobabe9268 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Here is Chapter 6 :) I hope that everyone likes it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter :(

Warning: This story involves Male sex ;)

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Ron sat silently watching as Harry doodled along the margins of his parchment as they played a game of chess. Something was obviously on his best friends mind and the red head was trying to think of a way to broach the subject. "Check Mate."

"Damn it," Harry muttered as the white knight slaughtered his queen, "What is this five thousand to Ron and zero to me?" Ron couldn't help but, chuckle at the words as he waved his wand over the board to reset it.

"Hey Mate?" The brunette looked up from his spot with a nod, "Is there something on your mind? You look like you're thinking about something. If you need to talk I'm here." Chills ran down Harry's spine as the images of the last Saturday flashed through his mind.

Shaking his head to clear the thoughts from his head and to stop himself from getting excited Harry smiled at his friend, "It's good to know your concerned Ron but, it's nothing that I can't handle. I'll let you know if I need help."

Thinking over the promise Ron nodded slowly as a smile formed across his features, "As long as you tell me if you get into something way over your head." Grinning widely at the red head, Harry held out his pinky as if he was holding tea. Ron howled with laughter linking their pinkies for a moment.

"Pinky Promise!" Harry said in a purposely uber-gay voice and a posh wink that had Ron doubling over in laughter breaking their hands apart.

"Just what did you say to cause my boyfriend to die of laughter Harry?" Hermione questioned in amusement as she walked up with her school bag, arms full of books. The shorter of the two boys just shot the girl a posh wink, as he had with Ron, shaking his head. Snorts and cackles rang out as the red head claimed that he was dieing.

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Kiefer looked down at the blonde with a risen eyebrow and an amused smirk. "Draco, What are you doing in that?" Blue eyes glared at the portrait before looking back at the mirror he was standing in front of and adjusting his shirt.

"It's for saturday night, Kiefer," He glanced back at the gray eyed man to find that Demitri, who had been lounging on the couch in wolf form, had transfigured into his human form. "Hello Demitri."

"Good Afternoon, Draco." The man stated flatly as he glanced over the Slytherins clothing. "The question Kie, isn't what is he doing in that. It's who is he dressing like that for?" Red flushed Draco's face, back to his ears and down his neck under the pale fabric of his clothing. "I suspect I hit the mark."

"So, what if I wanted to surprise him?" Draco stated defensively and Kiefer smiled down at him with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Nudging Demitri in the side the shorter man spoke while continuing to look at Draco, "Ah, so he's been having an affair with a man Dem! That's why he's been arriving back at the rooms so late on Saturdays! Sometimes even the next morning!"

An appauled expression appeared on Draco's face but, Demitri began to speak before he could, "Waking us up so early too. We have such a hard time getting back to sleep." Lust flashed through the gray eyes of Kiefer as the Ravenclaw looked up out of the corner of his eyes at the taller Slytherin.

"I think we both know the real reason for that, darling." A smirk appeared on the brown eyed mans face as he pulled the shorter man closer to him. "Any way, what does this boy look like Draco dear?"

Shock appeared on the blondes face at becoming the center of the conversation once more. "Well, um," He paused as he glanced at the mirror and his clothing, "He's taller than me, almost by an entire foot. He's really tan but, not horribly so. His eyes are like emeralds and his hair is deep black. I call him Star."

"Hmm," Kiefer hummed at the description, recognition lighting in his eyes, in a way that Draco didn't notice, "He sounds lovely." There was no response in the affirmative or negative but, the two could tell by the way Draco went back to checking over his clothing that he really liked the boy. "Draco, do you think you could help us with something?"

"What with?" He glanced through the mirror back as Demitri caught on to what his smaller lover was doing.

"You aren't the only one who comes back in the earlier hours in the morning." Eyebrows rose at the statement and Demitri continued knowing that he had caught the boys interest. "Harry always arrives fifteen to twenty minutes after you do. Always. Never before. So, we want to know if he's meeting with someone as well."

Turning slightly to look at the portrait properly Draco cocked his hips to the side, "What do you want me to do? I'm not canceling or ditching my meeting with Star this Saturday for Potter." Chuckling Kiefer took over.

"We're not asking you to. Just when you come back to the rooms, hide behind the statue across the hall and wait to see if Harry has anyone walk him back to the rooms is all. Would you? We really want to know." A contemplative look crossed the blondes features as he thought it over.

"This Saturday?" Demitri nodded, "Just this Saturday?" Another nod had Draco turning back towards the portrait with a sigh. "Alright, I'll check to see if Potter's been having some sort of secret affair." Giving himself one last look, he went to change before Harry returned to their rooms.

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Water ran over his body as memories and images raced through his mind. Harry ran his hand across his abdomen, raking his nails across his flesh gently. Fingers rose to tweak at his hardened nipples sending a moan falling from his lips. His other hand impatiently took his leaking cock in hand, moving in long firm quick strokes.

Grabbing a random bottle from the shelf he poured some of the sweet smelling liquid on his palm before spreading the substance across his shaft, groaning appreciatively. Thoughts of his blonde room mate popped through his head like snap shots.

Draco bent over their desk in their usual room, his cock buried into the smaller boys ass. The blonde riding him under the invisibility cloak as music blasting around them. Sucking Draco off as screamed out 'Star', smirking all the while. Taking the boy against the wall in the shower, slim legs wrapped around his waist as they fuck with the water trailing down thier bodies.

A long moan escaped Harry's throat as he imagined them in the many different scenarios of his dreams and day dreams. He arched into his hand, groaning as he imagined that it was Draco's mouth that he was fucking.

Beautiful blue eyes staring up at him through eyelashes, a smirk playing at his lips even as they were wrapped around his cock. Tongue swirling around the tip, running through the slit, and bobbing back down in a sudden deep throat. Cheeks hallowed out as he sucked harshly then, gently scraping his teeth up the underside.

"Merlin, Angel," Groans flowed from him as he leaned heavily against the tiles of the cool shower wall, "Uhh, Draco!" Throwing his head back against the wall, he bit into his lip trying not to call out so loudly afraid that Draco would actually walk into the bathroom. Just the thought of being caught by the boy turned him on even more.

Cherry flavor on his lips and tongue as he ravaged Draco's mouth pinning him against the couch. Languidly snogging after a round of sex on a Saturday night, masks blocking everything but, their eyes. A sharp cry left Harry's throat as he suddenly came, white cum spurting out against the opposite wall, quickly being washed away.

Pants and gasps echoed in the shower stall as Harry's knees shook as if they'd give out at any moment. After minutes of gaining his breathe, he straightened up taking his sponge in hand, lathering it with the gel he had used moments before.

Washing himself clean and scrubbing his unruly hair, Harry relaxed under the spray of the shower. Tremors running up his leg muscles every now and then. Shaking his head at himself Harry smirked, How had he not been able to figure out that Angel was Draco before the chapstick?

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Draco paused in his reading when the bedroom door opened and Harry walked out, plopping down on the couch beside him. It was early afternoon on Saturday and Draco was getting butterflies in his stomach as he thought about that night. "Whatcha reading?"

"Oh, uh, some muggle book," Draco muttered as he rose the slightly battered looking book with a slight smile, "Romeo and Juliet, I think. Have to read it for muggle studies." A surprised expression came to Harry's face.

"I didn't know that you were taking that class." The blonde just shrugged as he laid the book on the table after having marked his place. A whiff of something sweet caught his attention and Draco looked at Harry, amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Potter," Emerald eyes met his as Draco pulled his chapstick out of his pocket and applied some to his lips, "Why do you smell like my shower gel?" The Gryfindors ears and neck began a bright red as his cheeks paled. "Something I should know about?"

"No, of course not!" Harry denied immediately waved his hands about in a frantic motion which only served to heighten Draco's amusement. "I must have grabbed the wrong bottle." A blonde eyebrow quirked and Harry knew that, that was the wrong thing to say.

"Wrong bottle? Potter, your shower gel bottle is dark blue. Mine is pastel orange. Your gel smells like some type of cologne. Mine smells like sandelwood and lilac." The taller boy seemed to shrink further and further into his seat with every word. "It's almost impossible to make that mistake. Unless," Draco paused and Harry knew what was coming, "You were wanking. Then, it's likely to be possible."

Groaning Harry grabbed the throw pillow sitting next to him and covered his face. Chuckling could be heard and the brunette just wished that a hole would open up to swallow him. "So, what? So, I wanked in the shower. So, what?" Even as he questioned this he didn't look up from the pillow.

"Oh, come off it Potter. I've walked around plenty of times smelling like your shower gel or shampoo." He felt the couch shift as the blonde stood and the sentence slowly sunk in. Jerking the pillow away from his face, Harry glanced up at the boy who was walking away towards the kitchen. The conversation was obviously dropped even as Draco winked at Harry over his shoulder.

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