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The Bar	By : hedwig_927 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9142 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)

Chapter List
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Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)
GUYS I'M ABSOLUTELY MENTAL. How American of me…I literally called this THE BAR. Bars in England are called PUBS and it took me till now to realize. Of course I knew this, but for some reason it decided not to register in my silly 21 year old underdeveloped brain and I will now be changing any time I say bar to pub. Although, do I change the title?? Does The Pub have the same ring to it as The Bar? Let me know if you think I should change it!! I feel SO DUMB lol.
Anyway, here’s this chapter. It’s got some cute moments, but it was really hard for me to write! I haven't had a moment alone to really read through it. I hope you guys like it, it is more of a filler chapter for Harry and Draco's relationship to get stronger before they start to become more serious.
With that being said, enjoy this cute fluffy chapter. I also hope you guys like the smut, for some reason I found writing it a bit difficult. Also this one is OVER 10,000 words...ha ha oops..
Chapter 6

Harry awoke quietly and gently. It was one of those rare times where nothing wakes you; not a dream, not a sound. It was still relatively dark out. Harry assumed it had to be around 3am. He quickly realized he wasn’t in his bedroom, and that he had a bit of a stiff neck. The TV screen was fuzzy and black, indicating the movie had ended, but had not been shut off.
There was also someone warm sleeping with their head on his lap and their body spread out across the sofa.
Harry smiled to himself. He reached down and brushed Draco’s hair out of his face and traced a finger along his cheek.
He was so inexplicably cute right then, peacefully asleep and in Harry’s lap, his lips slightly pursed as he breathed slow breaths in and out through his nose.
Harry’s heart did another flip. He wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then, on the cheek, on the forehead, on his lips, or on top of his head. He was growing far too fond of Draco.
Draco.
Even the name was sexy..
Harry continued tracing his finger along his cheek, moving to trace his jaw. He was quite content sitting there with him, feeling his warmth and staring at his handsome features.
Eventually fatigue started to crawl behind his eyes and he decided he would rather sleep in his bed.
Slowly and carefully, Harry lifted Draco off of him and slipped out from under him. Once he maintained his balance, he wrapped his arms underneath Draco’s and lifted him up. He was quite light.
Draco stirred a bit and his head lolled forward, onto Harry’s shoulder. Harry smiled, but struggled a bit as he brought Draco into his room with him, trying his best not to fully wake the man.
Harry did not think Draco woke up at all regardless of the fact he moved his feet slowly, walking with Harry before Harry laid him down on the bed. Draco seemed to have been in comfortable enough clothes so Harry left them on him. Draco stirred a bit, making a small snoring noise, before turning over and cuddling into the covers.
Harry’s heart did another flip. He bit his lip. He then got into his pyjamas, neglecting to put a shirt on, and moved to get on the bed, beside Draco. He wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close, the blond cuddling deeper into him in his content sleep. Harry smiled to himself as he smelled the bit of lemon in his hair mixed with fresh air and a hint of vanilla. He nuzzled himself against him and drifted off to sleep.

When Harry woke up the second time he was not wrapped up in the blond. In fact he was in bed alone. Harry shook his head, confused and sleepy. The sun shone through the window and Harry stretched up and yawned.
Had Draco left? Harry thought to himself.
His question was answered not a moment later.
"AH! Bloody fucking hell!" He heard Draco shout.
Harry sighed with a small chuckle and reached for his glasses. He threw the covers off of him and got up to check on Draco.
Harry was leaning against the doorway of his kitchen staring at a wet haired blond, whose face was twisted with an expression of fear and disgust.
Harry’s eyes raked over him. He had one of Harry’s towels wrapped lazily around his waist, he was barefoot and shirtless, his firm, pale chest standing out in Harry’s darker kitchen. It did not even phase Harry that Draco took the liberty upon himself to shower, not that Harry would’ve said no, but it seemed to Harry this was almost perfectly normal.
"G’morning." Harry said, willing himself not to get worked up over the sight of pure, delicious sex in front of him.
"What is that?" Draco said suspiciously as he narrowed his eyes at whatever it was he was looking at, not turning towards Harry.
"Huh?" Harry asked raising his eyebrows, walking into the room to see what the bloody hell was the matter.
"That." He said pointing, backing away.
Wulf weaved in and out of the table legs. He meowed when he saw Harry, trotting towards him to brush against his leg.
Draco twinged in disgust.
"Hi Wulf," Harry said, reaching down to pet his adorable cat.
Wulf purred at him and rounded Harry’s feet, walking towards Draco.
Draco yelped and backed into the wall, gripping his towel tightly. "No. No! Stay away from me you demon." He swatted at Wulf.
Harry rushed towards him. "Hey, hey..it’s okay." Harry picked up Wulf and brought him to the other side of the room to put him on the counter. "Stay." He said kindly to the cat, pressing a kiss on his tiny little head. He purred and rubbed against his chin.
Harry looked at Draco, a smiled curling onto his face. "Are you afraid of cats?" Harry asked, chuckling.
"Heavens no..they’re just…evil.." Draco glared at Wulf.
Harry laughed again and raised his hand towards the blond to separate the staring contest between his cat and Draco. Harry walked towards him, gripping his shoulder tightly, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Draco turned to look into Harry’s eyes. His eyes were so light grey today Harry wondered how they weren’t fully white. He watched Draco’s gaze flick to Harry’s lips, and breathed in a soft breath. Draco looked back at him and they stared into each other’s eyes.
Before Harry knew it, his hand was sliding down Draco’s arm and he leaned in to kiss Draco. His hand found Draco’s and he held it lightly, before Draco laced his finger’s though Harry’s, taking in a sharp breath as he kissed Harry harder.
Harry pulled less than an inch away to breathe and brought his and Draco’s hand up by his head and pushed him against the wall, finding his lips again and ravishing them. Draco let out a soft moan and used his free hand to pull Harry’s groin closer to his. Harry gasped and slipped his tongue into Draco’s mouth, with Draco responding quickly and wrestling his tongue for dominance.
Harry won and let out a moan as he pressed the blond further into the wall. Draco groaned along with him and started bucking his hips against Harry. Harry could feel Draco’s already fully hard cock against his thigh and Harry’s own started to come to life. He moved his other hand to cup Draco’s face and kissed him deeply, moaning slightly as he tasted Draco, feeling his plump bottom lip between his own two, the soft, slow, and sensual kisses they shared igniting a fire within Harry.
Harry pulled away and looked down, catching his breath. He was still holding Draco’s hand, but he moved the other to be flat against the wall on the other side of Draco’s head, steadying himself and trying to create distance between him and the irresistible blond.
Draco raised his free hand to Harry’s chin and moved him to look at him. Harry lifted his chin out of his hand and looked away.
"Harry?" Draco asked.
Harry squeezed his hand tightly to acknowledge him. He was trying to show self control. The fact that a few kisses made him want to suck Draco to completion against the wall is bloody ridiculous.
"What is it?" He asked him concerned, when he didn’t receive an answer.
Harry looked to him and stared lustfully into Draco’s eyes. Not a moment later, both his hands were on Draco’s face, pulling him into an intense kiss, his tongue exploring all of Draco’s mouth for what had to be the hundredth time.
"You.." Harry said against his lips, breathing hard. "It’s you, you drive me fucking.." Harry pulled away to look at him, his chest heaving up and down.
Draco’s hands found Harry's hips and pulled him back to him. "I what?" He said teasingly, his voice full of need and want.
"Drive me fucking mental.." Harry said, leaning his forehead against Draco’s, his mouth hovering over Draco’s lips.
Draco squirmed underneath him. "Mmmm, Harry.." Draco moaned, grinding his hard on against Harry’s thigh.
Harry breathed in again and bit his lip hard, closing his eyes. Draco’s leg was between his and his towel was showing all down his other leg, just barely clasped at his hip. He was fighting the desire to grip his thigh, and run his hand up to his hard cock.
Then, Harry felt Wulf rubbing against his leg and he let out a loud meow.
Draco yelped loudly, instantly jumping out of Harry’s grasp and to the side. His towel did not follow him and fell to the ground with a light thud. Harry blushed as his gaze immediately traveled to Draco’s hard prick before he forced himself to look away. He closed his eyes and bit his lip again, his hands balled into fists against his side.
But fuck, did he want him.
Harry bent down to grab Draco’s towel, as Draco was pressed between the wall and the fridge, with a terrified expression on his face. Although, his erection, that Harry was now eye level with and willing himself not to look at or plunge into his mouth, was unwavering.
"Here," Harry said, standing up and handing it to Draco, composing himself.
Wulf moved to walk between Harry’s legs again and purred happily, not knowing in the slightest that Draco was afraid of him. He sat down in front of the blond and Draco stared down back at him. He quickly looked to Harry before looking back at Wulf, who then stretched out in front of him.
Draco yelped again and practically ran to the other side of the kitchen. He hadn’t bothered to wrap the towel around him, he was just holding it at his front, so Harry had a perfect view of his round, pearly white arse.
Harry tore his eyes away from the attractive man with a small chuckle and bent down to pick Wulf up again. "Hey buddy, it’s okay." Harry kissed his cat. Apart from the fact the cat was fully grown, the cat was on the smaller side, and he looked even smaller against Harry’s bare, broad chest.
He looked at Draco, whose expression was now that of embarrassment and concern.
Harry laughed. "Draco, it’s okay." He said and started to walk towards him.
Draco backed away slightly into the table and moved one of the chairs so it made a loud noise against the floor, and he startled himself, making Harry smile lightly. He met Harry’s eyes and held his towel against his front, showing his pale outer thighs and hips. Harry’s gaze unintentionally traveled over his sexy, half naked body. He shook his head of his wandering thoughts.
"Here," Harry started and placed Wulf onto the table. He moved to stop Draco from scurrying away. His hand lightly brushed against his arse and butterflies flew around in his stomach.
Ignoring that, Harry grasped Draco’s hips and pulled him to face Wulf. Draco grimaced.
Harry sighed, laughing lightly. "Draco.. he won’t hurt you. He is the most gentle cat ever." Harry reached out and pet Wulf, keeping his other hand on Draco’s hip, around his back. Then he took Draco’s hand and slowly, pulled it towards Wulf, but Draco yanked it away, a scared expression on his face.
"No way!" Draco exclaimed.
Harry sighed and decided on a new tactic. He moved behind Draco so his front was pressed against his arse. He bit Draco’s shoulder lightly and kissed his neck. Draco leaned into his lips, stretching his neck, giving Harry more access. Harry sucked on his skin lightly, leaving the smallest of love bites and warranting a small murmur from Draco. He kissed up his neck.
When he was at his ear he whispered, "There’s nothing to be afraid of Draco.. I wouldn’t let you get hurt." He moved one of his hands around Draco’s torso, and cupped his manhood through the towel. Draco let out a gasp, and Harry felt Draco’s left arm reach back and squeeze Harry's hip.
Draco shook his head. "He-He doesn’t like me.." And he backed further into Harry’s chest. Harry rubbed his hand against his manhood again and Draco bit his lip.
Harry kissed his neck again. "Now why would you say that?" He spoke sensually, between kisses, sucking on his neck again, gently. Draco let out a quiet, small moan.
"L-Look at his eyes!" Draco exclaimed, bringing his other arm to Harry’s hip squeezing tightly. He was backing further into Harry.
Harry chuckled and kissed his neck one last time, knowing his plan was failing. He pulled Draco to face him, and stared into his eyes. Draco kept giving Wulf sideways glances. "Draco, it’s okay if you’re afraid of cats, but I promise you, Wulf won’t hurt you."
"I-I’m not afraid of cats!" Draco stammered, throwing his hand to his sides.
Wulf meowed loudly and Draco screamed, jumping away from him.
Harry pressed his lips together, trying to fight a smile, and his eyes were wide as he nodded at Draco. "Mhm," was all he could muster without breaking out into laughter.
Draco pushed him. "Hey!" And Harry burst out laughing. Wulf jumped to the counter and Draco yelped again, bringing Harry into hysterics as he doubled over, clutching his stomach. Draco was glaring at him, and the cat. "Whatever." He stormed out of the kitchen.
Harry, still laughing, chased after him, and grabbed his wrist to turn him to face him. "Draco, I’m sorry.." He said, chuckling.
Draco yanked his wrist out of Harry’s arm. "Like hell you are." He said, crossing his arms over his chest, the towel being dragged up with them, and now barely covering Draco’s soft cock.
Harry eyed him up and down quickly, before looking back at him. "Alright maybe I’m not, but it’s funny okay?"
Draco scowled. His bottom lip sticking out. His hair was still slightly wet and sticking to his forehead. His biceps looked taut, with his arms folded over his chest.
Harry smiled softly and leaned forward to kiss him. He pulled away and rubbed Draco’s arm. "He just wants breakfast, so give me a moment."
Draco nodded and Harry strode into the kitchen to feed Wulf.
He returned to find Draco, his towel now wrapped around him. He couldn’t put on some goddamn pants? The blond was looking through Harry’s bookshelf, busying himself.
Harry smiled to himself. He looked content. "Do you want breakfast?" He spoke, breaking the silence.
Draco turned to him, crossing his arms. "Is he still in there?"
Harry laughed. "Yes, he’s eating."
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Then no."
Harry walked over to him and put his hands on his hips. He chuckled lightly and then pulled him into a kiss. Draco seemed to soften then, moving his hands to Harry’s jaw and kissing him fully. Harry pulled away, warranting a grunt from Draco. "If you just ignore him you’ll be fine..well, you’ll be fine either way." Harry chuckled again. "C'mon." Harry said lightly, and tugged him a bit.
Draco resisted his tug and stood firmly on the ground. "Harry, I don’t want breakfast, I want your fucking lips." He said and pulled Harry by the arms into him, kissing him fully on the mouth.
Harry gasped at the sudden kiss and then relaxed into it, backing him against the bookcase. When Draco’s back made contact with it he moaned and pulled Harry closer, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. Their tongues found each other and danced together.
Harry’s hands reached Draco’s waist and he gripped tightly, gasping into Draco’s mouth. Draco brought one hand to Harry’s chin and the other to his shoulder, deepening the kiss. Draco moaned against Harry’s lips and began grinding against him. "I-I want you Harry.." He said quietly, his voice breathy and needy, pressing his forehead against Harry’s.
Harry realized it had been two weeks since they actually did anything. He was able to hold himself back last night, but he didn’t think he could any longer. He nodded against Draco and pulled him into a needy kiss, grinding his nearly hard erection against Draco’s hip. Draco moaned and deepened the kiss.
"Harry.." He breathed out, but Harry’s lips were back on his as he kissed him intensely. Draco broke away again. "I’ve wanted you.. so bad," his lips crashed onto Harry’s. "You’re all I thought about..mmm..since you left."
Harry kissed him back fully, letting out a moan. "You too.." Harry groaned, smashing his lips back onto the blond’s.
Draco moaned loudly, throwing his head back against the books. Harry leaned forward and sucked on his neck, leaving a hickey in his lip's wake as he continued kissing up and down his throat. Draco moaned and pressed himself further into Harry’s lips. "Fuck Harry.."
Harry moaned and brought Draco’s lips to his, kissing him hard, as though he would never get the chance to again. His hands gripped the pale man’s hips and he grinded against him. Draco let out an obscene moan. "Fuck." Harry cried out.
Draco tore off his towel and pushed against Harry, backing him onto the sofa, until he was laying over him. Draco ravished his chest, leaving love bites and hickeys all over Harry. He tongued one of his nipples making Harry cry out. Harry reached forward and grabbed Draco’s hard cock, jerking him slowly. Draco swatted his hand away. "Not yet.." He smiled evilly. Harry was learning he hated his evil side. He groaned.
Draco sucked on Harry’s neck and ground over his pyjama clad cock. "Ohh fuck Draco.." Harry moaned out, bucking his hips lightly against him.
Draco moaned into his ear and pushed himself up so he was straddling Harry. Harry pitched himself up onto his elbows, before being forced back down, with Draco’s hand on his throat. "Stay still."
Harry squirmed and groaned underneath him, he had just wanted to kiss the bloke. "Draco.." Harry said fighting against the blond. "Kiss me!" He said firmly and Draco groaned.
He pressed his lips against Harry’s, both of them moaning loudly. Harry found his tongue and wrestled with it as he rut his clothed cock against Draco’s bare one.
"Harry.." Draco gasped, trying to pull away, but Harry latched onto his neck, pulling him closer to him, kissing him with abandon.
Harry moaned against him and pushed his tongue into Draco’s mouth. He kissed him harder without letting him go. Draco moaned and started rutting against Harry again, moving his hand from Harry’s throat to his hips as he gripped him tightly.
Harry pulled away. "Don’t tease me Draco, I want you." He spoke breathlessly, with clear need in his voice.
Draco chuckled and moved down, kissing Harry’s stomach till he was over his cock. He uncovered Harry’s hard prick and wasted no time.
"Fuck!" Harry cried, screwing his eyes shut as Draco’s mouth engulfed his member.
His hands found Draco’s hair and he laced his fingers through it, tugging lightly. Draco hummed around his cock and Harry mewled. He took his member deep into his throat, swallowing around it and sucking hard.
"Ohh FUCK!" Harry whimpered. "Fuck, Draco.." Harry was squirming underneath him. He was already way too close. He hadn't come in the past two weeks, but he didn’t want to finish yet. "D-Draco..stop..I’m so close.."
Draco wavered, thinking he may have heard him wrong. He slowed down a bit, looking at Harry.
"I-I don’t want to come yet.." Harry breathed out, throwing his head against the cushion.
Draco moaned with his mouth on Harry’s cock and began sucking harder. "Ohh.." Harry cried out. "Draco please!"
Draco lightly shook his head and deep throated him, swallowing around the head and moving his tongue in swirls at the base of his shaft.
"OHH FUCK!" Harry screamed out. "Draco stop! I’m about to fucking-" The pleasure was building up his veins, he was nearly at the precipice. "Draco!" Harry was trying so hard not to come.
Draco was off of his cock in an instant, over Harry and pressing his lips onto his in a harsh, passionate kiss, moaning into Harry’s mouth. He slid his hand under Harry’s head and pulled him closer to him, slipping his tongue into his mouth. Harry’s cock was leaking precum from the tip, he felt bare without Draco’s mouth on his cock.
"Fuck Harry.. do you know how hard that was.. not to fucking taste you, down my throat.." Draco whispered in his ear, making Harry moan loudly.
"I-I didn’t want to..come too fast.." Harry breathed out.
Draco groaned. "Mmmm, fuck Harry.." He crashed his lips back onto Harry’s.
Harry kissed back with ardour, bringing his hands up through his hair and pulling him closer to him. Draco rutted his bare cock against Harry’s and Harry moaned through their kisses.
Harry had the sudden urge to taste Draco in a different way. He stretched his neck, trying to move out from under Draco, but Draco’s lips were on his neck, sucking and nipping, warranting needy gasps from Harry.
"D-Draco, wait.. I want to do something." He breathed.
"Un-uh." Draco groaned, sucking his neck harder and grinding against Harry. Draco moved to stare Harry directly in his eyes. "You’re mine.."
Harry threw his head against the pillow, screwing his eyes shut, moaning a loud and obscene moan. Draco moved back down to Harry’s cock and licked a stripe from base to tip. Harry mewled and thrashed. "Draco!"
Harry didn’t know how to think, he didn’t know if he wanted to think. Draco had called him his and was making Harry feel things he hadn't felt in a long time. He didn’t think it was possible to be this turned on, this attracted to someone, this needy, and this vulnerable, all in one. He had never wanted someone this bad before.
He was close again, feeling Draco’s throat around his cock. Draco took Harry so deep it was as if he couldn’t get enough. He swallowed repeatedly over his cock, making Harry squirm. He knew Draco wouldn’t stop if he told him to.
Moving quickly, Harry sat up, lopping his arms under Draco’s shoulders, pulling him off of his cock and pushing him backwards against the edge of the sofa, finding his lips immediately. They’re tongues fought and Harry moaned into his mouth as they kissed with a deep passion and intense longing.
Harry pushed Draco down and flipped him over. He muttered a quick cleansing spell before grabbing his arse, prying his round cheeks apart and throwing his mouth against Draco’s pink opening.
Draco let out a moan as Harry tongued his entrance. Harry groaned against Draco and stuck his tongue in, tasting and breathing in Draco’s musk and feeling his tight pink walls around his tongue.
Harry used his tongue to fuck Draco’s arse with all he had, moaning loudly and pressing in as far as he could. Draco was gripping the sofa cushions tightly, his face buried into the throw pillows.
"Harry!" Draco cried out, his voice higher than normal.
Harry pulled out and tongued Draco’s bollocks, sucking them gently and brought up a hand to cup them. Then Harry moved south and licked Draco’s cock from the tip to the base. Draco shuddered at his ministrations, whimpering.
He moved back up to tongue the tight ring of muscles and pressed his tongue into it again. Draco pushed further into Harry’s face and begged so wantonly for more. Harry brought his hand around Draco’s legs to stroke his cock and Draco let out an obscene moan.
"Harry! Holy fuck, Merlin..don’t fucking stop!" Draco cried out.
Harry moaned against him and tongued him further, pushing as deep as he could go, until he couldn’t go anymore. He lapped against Draco’s walls and Draco squirmed beneath him.
He pulled away, to catch his breath and silently cast a lubrication spell into his hands. He spread it over his fingers and pushed his index finger into Draco.
"FUCK!…Fuck Harry!" Draco groaned out. "More baby.. please, I want more!" He moaned.
Harry was looking at Draco bent over in front of him. He was so fucking sexy. Harry rose higher on his knees and added his middle finger, his other hand griping Draco’s arsecheek tightly. Draco began fucking his fingers on his own. Harry moaned as he felt his cock rub against the underside of Draco’s arse.
He watched his fingers go in and out of Draco’s entrance, utterly transfixed. He couldn’t help but imagine his cock sliding in and out of that tight, pink hole. Harry was staring at what was taking place beneath him, his opening squeezing around Harry’s fingers with lube dripping off, and Harry felt his cock rubbing against Draco’s erection, with his warm, tight inner walls contracting over his fingers. Harry moaned out loud, and hadn’t noticed Draco staring back at him.
"H-Harry?" Draco called to him.
Harry pried his eyes from the sexy scene below him to meet Draco’s. "Yes Draco?" Harry breathed.
"Like what you see?" He smirked.
Harry just moaned, his eyes drawn back to Draco fucking his fingers. Harry hated that he wished he was fucking Draco. He felt like an absolute hypocrite. So Harry shook his head quickly and flipped Draco onto his back. He plunged his fingers back into Draco and found his sweet spot.
"Fuck Harry!" He shouted. Harry thrusted into Draco’s prostate repeatedly, making the blond cry out and writher beneath him. "More baby! Please!" Draco breathed out.
Harry added another finger and pressed further into Draco’s prostate. Draco arched his back into Harry’s fingers, pressing them further into him. Then Harry reached down and took his cock in his mouth, moaning around the long, hard member.
He took him deep into his throat and swallowed. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he willed his gag reflux away. He bobbed his head up and down, dragging his tongue against Draco’s velvety cock, feeling his veins and soft, sensitive skin.
"Fuck Harry! I’m-" Harry thrust into Draco’s prostate again and Draco screamed out, spilling his load down Harry’s throat. Harry coughed and choked, but Draco’s hands were in his hair pushing him down around his cock as he continued thrusting into his throat. "Fuck!" Harry kept fucking Draco with his fingers, slower and slower, until Draco had fully ridden out his orgasm.
Draco groaned when Harry removed them, and fell flat against the sofa. Harry smiled down at the incredibly sexy man lying beneath him, fully spent and exhausted at the hands of Harry. His chest heaved up and down, with one of his hands draped over it. Harry could hear his loud breath and he grazed his eyes over the blond in awe. He may have actually worn him out for the first time.
Draco groaned again and moved to pull Harry down towards him. Harry slowly slid over him and tried not to put his full weight on him. Draco growled and pulled him fully onto him. "I’m not glass Harry, I want you pressed against me." He breathed in his ear.
Harry made a small nod and rested against him. He did his best not to kiss him since he was so spent, but being so close to his neck..his sexy fucking neck, he couldn’t resist. Harry moaned against Draco’s skin, kissing his neck slowly and sensually, tasting his skin on his lips. He sucked gently and Draco moaned. Harry's erection throbbed and he moved lower to suck on Draco’s collarbone.
Draco’s hands moved to Harry’s waist and he held him tightly, pushing him up and off of him gently, with Harry following his lead and moving off of him.
The blond swiftly leaned forward and took Harry’s erection into his mouth, moaning immediately upon contact.
"D-Draco.." Harry breathed.
Draco moaned again and sucked harder, pushing Harry to lay down and taking him deeper in his throat.
Harry laid back, again in awe at how Draco was relentless. He let Draco suck him, feeling his tongue and throat against his prick. Harry moaned and rutted his hips in time with Draco’s mouth.
"Mmm, fuck Draco.." Harry moaned loudly, lacing his fingers through Draco’s hair. He was already so close from not coming earlier, and watching Draco lose himself under Harry. "Don’t stop.."
Draco chuckled over Harry’s cock, sending different vibrations through Harry’s spine. Harry arched his back at the feeling, pushing his cock further down his throat.
The blond moaned and picked up pace, switching from slow and sensual to hard and fast.
Harry’s breath hitched. He moaned out loud as he felt Draco swallow around his cock, his fingers coming up to pinch his bollocks, hard and he moved his other hand to Harry’s stomach as he dragged his nails roughly against Harry’s skin.
"Mmm do you like that?" Draco breathed out over Harry’s cock, making Harry shudder. "Do you like it rough, Harry?" Draco asked.
"Mhmm.." Harry nodded quickly, his eyes closed, moaning slightly. He had liked being submissive at times, and he had to admit, he did like it on the rougher side.
Draco moaned and licked up and down his shaft. He brought a hand to Harry’s cock and jerked it roughly, sliding up Harry’s body and latching his free hand around Harry’s neck. Harry gasped as Draco’s face was fully over his, staring into his grey eyes that were now dark and filled with lust.
Harry moaned loudly, but was cut off by Draco’s lips. He kissed him roughly, nibbling on his lips and down his chin. He thrusted his tongue into Harry’s mouth, all while picking up the pace over Harry’s cock.
Draco groaned and Harry bucked his hips into Draco’s hand. He was so fucking close. "D-Draco..I’m so close!" Harry breathed out.
Draco squeezed his hand tighter around Harry’s throat, staring deep into his eyes. He started jerking Harry faster and Harry couldn’t stop the the strangled sounds from coming out of his mouth. He was right about to come when Draco stopped completely, tightening his hand around Harry’s throat and bending down to kiss him, biting his bottom lip hard.
"D-Draco.." Harry breathed out, confused. Draco ignored him and kissed him deeply, moaning into his mouth. Harry rutted his cock against Draco’s hip. "P-Please.." Harry threw his head back, stretching his neck under Draco’s hand.
Draco leaned into him, up against his ear. "I want to make you feel it Harry.. I want to drag this orgasm out until you're blue in the face.." He whispered, licking his ear. "..Well.. not literally.." He chuckled a bit, loosening his grip on his neck.
Harry groaned. This motherfucker.. "I thought I specifically said no teasing.." Harry said through gritted teeth.
Draco smiled against his throat. "This isn’t teasing, it’s edging.."
"That is teasing Draco." Harry spoke, his voice barely a breath.
Draco clicked his tongue. "Well then, that sucks for you now doesn’t it?"
Harry growled and reached down, gripping and jerking his own erection. He moaned. It felt so good to have friction, even if it was from his own hand.
Draco let go of Harry. "Accio wand!" He called and his wand came flying from Harry's bedroom. He muttered a spell that bound Harry’s wrists above his head, except this time he couldn’t move his arms. Harry moaned, he was completely at the mercy of the blond and that turned him on even more.
Harry wriggled underneath him and bucked his hips forward. "Draco!" His voice was a bit angry, but huskier than he wanted it to be.
"Yes..?" Draco dragged out the question, rubbing his nails down against Harry’s chest, leaving light red marks, and kissing Harry’s neck.
"UGH!" Was all Harry could muster, thrashing underneath Draco, begging to be touched.
Draco chuckled that evil chuckle of his and moved to jerk Harry’s cock again. "Tell me when you’re close." He demanded. Harry narrowed his eyes at him and grunted, pushing his chin to the air. "Tell me, or this stops now.." Draco cocked his head at Harry, grabbing his chin to force Harry to look at him, as if daring him to say no. Harry narrowed his eyes further and stared at Draco. Draco’s grip tightened on his chin. Harry let out a big breath before slowly nodding. "Good.." Draco drawled out, and Harry grit his teeth.
Draco picked up the pace on Harry’s cock, and lowered his mouth over the tip. He moaned around his member, tasting his precum and sucking him to the hilt. Harry groaned, and started fucking Draco’s face. Draco stayed in place for a bit, letting Harry fuck his throat, but then he moved off of him and started jerking Harry's cock again.
Harry arched his back, moaning. He was so fucking close. Harry was mewling. "Don’t stop Draco! Please don’t stop!" His hips were bucking wildly. He was so close to spilling over the edge. "Draco!" Harry yelled as he was about to finish. Draco stopped again and Harry screamed.
"Fuck! Draco..no, don’t stop.." Harry cried out, desperate for relief.
Draco just smirked and kissed up his stomach. He kissed Harry’s neck and along his jaw, deliberately skipping his mouth. Harry thought that was smart because if he did go to kiss him, he would quite literally bite him.
Harry grew angrier. "Draco.." He said through gritted teeth.
Draco looked up at him, with a smug look on his face. Harry moved towards him, trying to sit up. Draco pushed him back down. "What Harry?" He smirked. Harry narrowed his eyes at him, but decided to hold his tongue, biting down on it hard. Draco reached forward to Harry’s ear. "Tell me baby.." He whispered gently, making goosebumps form all over Harry’s skin.
Harry just groaned and bucked his hips, his anger fading into pure desire. "Draco!" Harry whined. "Please make me come!" His voice was a light whimper. Harry wasn’t sure if he actually was on the verge of tears, with how viciously he was being teased right now.
Draco chuckled. "I’m gonna make you come baby.." He was still whispering in Harry’s ear, warranting more goosebumps. "And it’ll feel so good, I promise you.."
Harry gulped. He was starting to regret not just coming earlier. But, he wanted Draco’s mouth on his cock. "S-Suck me off.." He breathed.
Draco smiled and moved down over Harry’s cock. He took his time, but when he enveloped it, Harry moaned, and found he was immediately close. "Fuck yes!" He cried out, bucking his hips, pushing his cock further into Draco’s mouth. Draco moaned around his member and sucked harder. "Ohh! Fuck yes!" Harry was so fucking close. "I’m gonna.. ohhh fuck Draco! I’m gonna-" Harry came hard down Draco’s throat. He felt pleasure rip through him as a loud, incoherent scream erupted from his mouth.
"OHH! FUCK DRACO!" Harry screamed as he fucked Draco’s face, riding out the longest, and most intense, orgasm he had ever had. "..mmmohhh.. FUCK!" Harry moaned out, squirting his hot come down Draco’s throat, and feeling Draco’s tight lips around his member. Draco moaned, and the vibrations caused Harry to cry out once more. "Ohhh.. Draco!" Harry continued to ride out his orgasm, fucking Draco’s face slower and slower. Draco hadn’t moved, taking and swallowing absolutely all of it.
Harry moaned and flopped down onto the sofa, thoroughly spent. His eyes were closed and his chest heaved up and down, his breath uneven. He felt Draco move up to lay on top of him, nuzzling into Harry’s neck.
Harry brought a hand to Draco’s hair and ran his fingers through it. Draco hummed against him and pushed further into his fingers.
"How was that?" He spoke, looking up to Harry.
Harry scoffed. As if his screams weren’t indication enough. Harry looked at the blond. "Amazing.." He breathed.
Draco smirked. "Worth the teasing?"
Harry sighed. "Partially.." He chuckled.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Mmm, that’s not what your screams said.."
Harry licked his lips. "Oops." He smiled, leaning in to kiss him. He pulled away and laid back down, his chest still laboured with heavy breaths.
They stayed there for a bit, cuddling until both of their breaths returned to normal. Harry was content, having the blond in his arms.
After a while Harry’s stomach growled. Draco moved his head off of his chest and gave him a look, his eyebrow raised.
Harry laughed. "I’m hungry Draco." And Draco rolled his eyes, moving to get off him.
He stood up and crossed his arms. "I’m still not going in there if he’s in there."
Harry laughed even harder.

It was later on that afternoon and Harry was showered and dressed for the day. Draco was still over and sitting at the kitchen table, reading the Daily Prophet and enjoying Wulf’s absence. He was now napping on one of the armchairs in the sitting room, so Draco couldn’t be bothered to stay in there.
"Harry." Draco called. "You know you’re in this."
Harry arched an eyebrow. "I’m what?" He walked over to Draco, peering over his shoulder.
Draco pointed to a picture of Harry at the pub he always went to, sipping a drink and looking lost in thought.
The article was by none other than..Rita Skeeter. It was titled, 'Our Fallen Hero’s’. Harry’s eyes breezed through it, it was relatively short. The whole article was not about Harry, either. It only mentioned that ‘our saviour and hero, Harry Potter' was spending his time, after saving the wizarding world, sitting alone, with a drink in his hand. The article mentioned other wizards who helped during the war as well and told news of what they were busy with at the moment. Quite boring and uneeded to be truthful.
Harry scoffed. Thankfully it hadn’t been anything bad, she had nothing to dig up. "That woman is a nutter. She always needs to write about something, no matter how dumb or irrelevant."
"It doesn’t help that she twisted it to make you seem like a low life, drinking your days away with no purpose." Draco said indignantly.
Harry smiled at him, "I’m used to it," and he bent down to kiss him on the cheek. "It doesn’t faze me anymore. By now everyone knows she’s full of tosh."
Draco chuckled. "Yes I suppose." He paused. "I can’t believe she’s been after you since fourth year."
Harry laughed. "I know. It didn’t help that some people bought into, and made these articles worse." He titled his head at Draco.
Draco blushed, and rubbed his neck sheepishly. "I’m sorry about that."
Harry smiled. "Bygones." He leaned down and kissed him on the lips this time, lingering against him.
Draco smiled softly as Harry pulled away.
There was silence between the two of them, as Harry tidied up the kitchen and Draco continued to read the paper.
"Harry?" Draco spoke. "Can I ask you something?"
Harry looked at the blond. "Sure."
Draco bit his lip, stalling. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"
Harry raised his eyebrows, that was not at all what he was expecting. "What?"
Draco immediately blushed. "Erm.. a boyfriend, have you had one?"
Harry looked down. He was silent for a bit, as he played with his fingers nervously. "Um..not really actually.." He paused. "Well, I’ve dated a few people exclusively and all, but they’ve only lasted a few months at a time."
Draco nodded, his eyes traveling to the kitchen sink as if avoiding Harry’s eyes.
"What about you?" Harry asked, anxiously.
Draco bit his lip, he was still not looking at Harry. "Yes, I did. We were together for over a year, and um.. well yeah." Draco was looking down now.
"Oh.. Was it Graham?" Harry asked lightly, remembering what Draco’s father had said in their argument.
Draco nodded and pursed his lips. "How did you know?"
Harry blushed. "I um, I heard your father say something, the morning he caught us."
Draco nodded again and there was silence for a moment.
"Well, what happened?" Harry pressed, leaning against the counter.
Draco swallowed. "One day he just up and left. He said he didn’t want me anymore, that he had fallen out of love, and that he.. wanted to leave the country." Draco let out a breath of mocking.
Harry’s mouth fell open. "Draco.. that’s awful, I’m so sorry."
Draco gave a slight smile. "Don’t be, it was probably the best thing to have ever happened to me. Plus it’s been well over a year since we broke up."
Harry shook his head, confused. "The best thing..?"
"We weren’t right for each other, and I knew that. It didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt, because it definitely did the first few months, but I was able to find myself after that. I think it was after that, that I really changed." Draco looked up at Harry. "I feel like now I can actually call myself a good person, aside from my past. I wouldn’t dream of acting like I used to, nor would I hurt or bully anyone like I had." Draco bit his lip, looking away from Harry, in thought.
Harry felt a bit awkward, he didn’t really know what to say. He bit his lip, and Draco spoke again.
"I asked you, because you had said that you had only been with one person. Is that right?"
Harry nodded and Draco gestured for Harry to sit across from him.
"Well?" Draco asked, as Harry moved to sit down.
Harry blushed. "Um, well.." He bit his lip. "I’ve only.. been fucked by one person."
Draco nodded, as if he had already assumed that.
"I’ve fucked women, and two men." He paused. "I’ve hooked up with a more men, but we hadn’t done anything more than.. well, getting each other off."
Draco nodded. "Why’s that?" He asked calmly.
Harry was starting to get unbelievably nervous. He looked down at his twiddling thumbs. "Um.."
Draco reached forward and took Harry’s hand. "I’m sorry Harry, I didn’t know if it was a sore subject, you don’t have to talk about it."
Harry looked at him and nodded before looking back to his hand. He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. There was silence between them and Draco rubbed his thumb over the back of Harry’s hand.
"There was this guy," Harry spoke suddenly, breaking the silence. "Um, he was the closest to what I would call a boyfriend.
"His name was Zion and he was a Jewish wizard. He was maybe a few years older than us. We met at a coffee shop and hit it off." Harry bit his lip and Draco squeezed his hand tighter. "He was the second man I had ever fucked, and the first I let.. fuck me." Harry looked down.
"Harry-" Draco started, but Harry cut him off.
"We were together for like seven or eight months. He told me he loved me, but we had never officially put a label on it." Harry cleared his throat. "I mean I certainly considered we were together since we had loved each other, and the time we were ‘exclusively’ seeing each other was quite long." Harry said with a bit of distaste on his tongue. "But I found out he was sleeping with someone else.."
Draco’s face fell. "Harry-"
"He used the excuse that we weren’t technically together, when I confronted him for cheating."
"Har-"
"I haven’t fucked anybody since." Harry looked at Draco, tears threatening to push out from behind his eyes. He blinked them back.
"Harry I’m sorry." Draco moved to get up and pulled Harry into a hug.
Harry successfully kept back his tears, but it was difficult. He wrapped his arms tightly around the blond, and nuzzled into his neck. He felt a bit weird, being comforted about his past by someone who he could potentially fancy, but he also felt extremely safe in his arms.
Draco pulled away. "I’m sorry Harry, I shouldn’t have brought it up."
Harry shook his head. "No, no. I’ve wanted to tell you why I wasn’t ready to do anything, but I wasn’t really sure how to say it." He paused. "It’s not that I don’t want to," Harry pulled back a bit, looking him up and down, "Because believe me I do." He bit his lip. "I just get nervous. I don’t want to get hurt again.."
Draco nodded. "I know how you feel, I haven’t been in any sort of relationship since Graham. I don’t fancy geting hurt either." He placed a chaste kiss on Harry’s lips. "How long ago did you end things with him?"
Harry let out a breath. "Almost a year. It’s September now and it was around Christmas when I caught him." Harry smiled slightly. "It has taken me a bit to get over it, and I am now, but I don’t want to go through that again. It still hurts a bit to think about though.." Harry's smile turned into a frown.
Draco pulled him into a deep kiss. "No frowning, I like your smile too much." Harry blushed, and Draco placed a kiss on his forehead. "I see where you are coming from. It takes a while for the heart to move on."
Harry nodded. He pursed his lips in thought, not looking at Draco. After a moment he spoke without thinking, "Can I ask you something?"
Draco smiled and kissed Harry on the forehead again. "Of course."
Harry wanted to ask why Draco called him baby. His face flushed. He quickly realized that that would be a bad, and embarassing idea. "Erm, actually never mind.."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "What?" He caught Harry’s eye.
Harry shook his head quickly. "It’s nothing. Really, it’s stupid.." Harry looked away from him, blushing more.
"Tell me Harry," Draco said, leaning into Harry and kissing him on the cheek.
Harry’s heart flipped. Draco was so gentle and sensual with him. Not to mention the fact he had brought up relationships with Harry. What did it all mean?
Harry was kidding himself. Of course he knew what it meant, but he wasn’t sure if now was the time to do anything. They barely knew each other, other than 'knowing' each other for years. Maybe they wouldn’t be compatible beyond sex, and Harry did not want to rush into anything.
Draco moved his kisses to Harry’s neck and Harry bit his lip. "Harry?" Draco whispered, and Harry knew that he was pressing about what he was going to ask him, but his voice was definitely laced with desire.
Deciding quickly that if he let him keep going that they would find themselves naked again, he thought of a question.
"Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?" He asked nervously, his body tensing.
Draco pulled away from him, his hands on Harry’s shoulders. He stared into Harry’s eyes.
"You said the next meal’s on me, so why not go out tonight?" Harry pressed, blushing.
Draco bit his lip and smiled. "I’d like that."
Harry let out a nervous chuckle. "Alright." He said awkwardly.
Draco laughed and kissed Harry and Harry pressed into his lips. Draco slipped his tongue in, deepening the kiss, and put his arm around Harry’s waist, pulling him closer.
Harry melted. He was becoming attached to Draco’s touch and he knew that he was definitely falling for him.
At that thought, Harry brought his hand up to push him away. "Draco.." He breathed, but Draco grabbed his wrist, moving his hand from his chest and backed Harry into the wall.
Harry moaned against his will and Draco moaned back, out of breath and desperate for Harry. "Harry.." he whimpered. He crashed his lips against Harry’s and found Harry’s tongue immediately. Draco moaned and his hands moved to touch all over Harry’s torso.
Harry let out a gasp. He was already hard. "D-Draco wait.." He said, pulling away as best be could.
Draco pressed his forehead against Harry’s and stared into his green eyes, his breath heavy. "What Harry?" His lips brushed against Harry’s.
Harry bit back a moan. "W-We should probably get ready.." Harry said, not knowing what else to say.
Draco smirked with a chuckle and snaked his hand up Harry’s chest. "We have time Harry.." His lips brushed harder against Harry's, and Harry had to bite down hard on his bottom lip.
Draco’s hands found Harry’s hips and he squeezed tightly, bringing Harry’s groin against his and Harry let out a gasp as his erection rubbed against Draco's.
"Draco.." Harry half warned, half moaned.
Draco laced his fingers between Harry’s, bringing his arm up to his head. "What Harry?" He whispered, his lips dusting against Harry’s cheek.
Harry whimpered. He wasn’t doing a great job at putting up a fight. He closed his eyes and pushed himself further into the wall, trying to create some sort of distance.
Draco kissed down Harry’s neck and moved his hands all over his sides and arms, gripping him tightly as he did so. Harry felt his strong fingers and did everything in his power not to moan.
Draco kissed down his stomach, over his shirt, and fell to his knees. He moved to undo Harry’s trousers.
"Draco!" Harry started.
Draco just looked up at him as uncovered his member and engulfed his mouth over it.
Harry immediately squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head against the wall, moaning. "D-Draco.." he whimpered and autonomously started bucking his hips in time with the blond.
Draco sucked and sucked Harry’s cock, taking him deep into his throat and working his tongue around the base of his prick, licking his bollocks as he swallowed around Harry's erection.
"Fuck!" Harry hands were in Draco’s hair as he gripped him tightly, moving him faster over his cock. "D-Draco!" Harry moaned. He was close already, but this time he wanted nothing more than to come down the blond’s throat. "Don’t fucking..stop." He cried throwing his head back.
Draco moaned around Harry’s cock and sucked him faster. Harry hadn’t noticed his hand moving furiously over his own erection.
Harry thrusted his hips further into Draco’s throat. "Fuck Draco.." He moaned and Draco groaned. Harry was so close, his hands were balled into fists and his eyes were screwed shut. His mouth was open slightly as he let out gasps and moans, feeling the pleasure the euphoric blond brought to him.
"D-Draco.. I’m so close.. I’m gonna-" Harry moaned and Draco picked up the pace, sucking hard and fast. "DRACO!" Harry yelled as he came down Draco’s throat. Incoherent sounds erupting from Harry as he rode out his orgasm, fucking Draco’s face with his hand laced in his hair.
Right before Harry was done spilling his load, Draco moaned intensely over his cock, taking him deeper as he jerked himself to completion.
Draco moaned and moaned, incoherently over Harry’s cock while he came. Harry could just barely make out him crying his name over and over.
Draco sat back on his heels and Harry slid down the wall to be eye level with him.
They were both breathing hard, and just looked into each other’s eyes. Draco leaned in and gave Harry an intense kiss before performing a cleansing spell.
Harry knew that he was unable to resist Draco, and that scared him a bit.
Draco leaned his forehead against Harry’s shoulder, and Harry rubbed his hand against his side.
Eventually their breathing returned to normal and Draco moved to get up, offering a hand to help Harry.
Harry took it and stood up. "We should probably get going soon." He said kindly.
Draco nodded. "I might go home to get ready if that’s alright." Harry gave him a small nod. "I’ll meet back here in 30?" Draco asked.
Harry nodded again. "Sure, dress nice." He said with a smile.
Draco smiled wide back and kissed him. "I’ll see you soon." And he kissed Harry again, before settling off to leave.

Harry apparated them both to the restaurant. It was one of his favourite 'fancier' restaurants in the wizarding world. It was very secluded as well, Harry felt it would be quite romantic.
Harry wore a navy tee with a black, unbuttoned blazer over it, along with dark jeans and dark brown dress shoes. Draco was wearing a green jumper over a white button up with the collars and cuffs sticking out under the soft fabric. He wore black trousers and black dress shoes. He looked incredibly handsome.
The restaurant had two seater tables on seperate balconies off the side of the building. Harry had requested one of those. They were seated over glowing gardens, with fairy lights and beautiful flowers lit up by the lights.
Draco looked at Harry in awe. "Harry this is extraordinary.."
Harry chuckled and took his hand over the table. "I’m glad you like it." He smiled.
Draco continued to express his fascination with the restaurant, pointing out his favourite flowers and explaining how some could be used in different potions.
Harry smiled to himself listening to Draco talk about his interests and was happy that he was able to impress the high maintenance blond.
They got their food and had a nice time. It was a cool night out, and they were comfortable as they ate.
"This is really amazing Harry, I’ve never even heard of this place before."
Harry chuckled. "It’s a hidden gem." He smiled to himself. "I come here with Ron and Hermione and some of our other friends when we’re celebrating."
"What’s the occasion tonight?" Draco smirked coyly.
Harry licked his lips and looked Draco up and down. "New beginnings." Harry smiled brightly and rose his glass to toast to Draco.
"To new beginnings.." Draco lifted his glass, a wide smile plastered on his face.
Harry sipped his mead and meet Draco’s eyes as he did, bringing a bit of a blush to his cheeks. It was becoming obvious to Harry that he had feelings beyond sexual for Draco, but he wasn’t ready to do anything about it. He wanted to spend more time with him, with less shagging, before he decided on anything.
Harry cleared his throat. "Who knew, an argument at the pub would lead us to dinner and toasts?"
"Not I," Draco laughed. "But I’m quite glad it did." He looked at Harry with utmost sincerity.
Harry blushed again and smiled. "Me too."
They chatted for the rest of the night and finished their meal. After they left the restaurant they decided they would walk around the town for a bit, enjoying the crisp air and each other’s company.
Draco suggested they get ice cream, and they found this cute little shop a few blocks away from the restaurant they ate at.
Harry got vanilla on a cone topped with peanuts, and Draco got chocolate with rainbow sprinkles in a cup.
They walked to a nearby park, and settled on a bridge that was over a small stream. They leaned against the railing of the bridge, just talking and laughing. Harry noticed his gaze lingered on Draco’s smile longer than it should have, as they talked.
They were standing shoulder to shoulder now, and had finished their ice cream. Draco was leaning his head against Harry’s as the chatted away.
"Oh Harry! I almost forgot." He stood up straight and pulled something out of his pocket. "I wanted to give this to you."
Draco handed Harry a glass snitch. It was different from the one Draco had on his dresser, but it was just as gorgeous.
Harry looked up at Draco, shocked and confused. "Draco this is gorgeous. What’s this for?"
Draco’s hands were clasped behind his back and he bit his lip, smiling slightly. "Well I know you liked the one I got from the Quidditch World Cup, and I was at work, um.. thinking of you, and I-I made it." His cheeks were pink.
Harry’s eyes opened wide. "You made this?"
Draco's blush deepened. "Yes I did."
"How on earth did you manage that?" Harry asked incredulously, turning over the snitch in his hand.
"Well it was a potion actually, it’s not pure glass. It has special properties."
Harry gave him a confused look.
"Well basically, I brewed a potion called Kaven and it allows emotions to seen as an aura around the person who drinks it, for the time the potion is in your system.
"I mixed it with liquid glass, and used magic to shape and harden it. So.. it can be used as a way to convey emotion, or just as decoration."
"Convey emotion?" Harry was fascinated.
"Here," Draco took the snitch into his hand and wrapped his palm around it, squeezing it. "If you hold it tight in your palm and are feeling a certain emotion, like if you’re nervous or happy, the snitch will radiate the colour of that emotion.
"Like this." He held out his hand and the snitch had a yellow glow coming from within it and around it. "I’m happy, so it’s yellow. Think of it like a muggle mood ring.
"Also, since it was hardened into glass, it won't run out." Draco finished.
Harry looked at Draco with wide eyes. "You were able to do this? That’s incredible." Harry lightly took the snitch back from Draco and held it tightly in his palm. The snitch glowed pink.
Harry looked up at Draco, his cheeks were pink too. "What does pink mean?" Harry asked. Draco’s face flushed even more and he looked away from Harry, distracting himself with his hand.
"Draco?" Harry pressed, reaching forward to grab his hand.
Draco looked at him. "It’s um.. admiration, and uh, something else I think.." Draco offered Harry a small smile.
Harry chuckled. "Well it’s not wrong, it's incredible. This was so thoughtful of you." Harry rose onto his tip-toes and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck. Draco stiffened, slightly taken aback, before returning the hug tightly.
"I’m glad you like it." Draco blushed and pulled away from Harry.
"Thank you, Draco, really." Harry smiled from ear to ear.
"You’re welcome, Harry." Draco smiled back. Draco moved to put his arm around Harry and pulled him close to him. Harry continued to look at the snitch. It turned a mix between violet and indigo and Harry assumed it was curiosity, or focus, or something to do with thinking.
Draco squeezed Harry’s shoulder. "There’s something else."
Harry looked at him, his green eyes staring intently into his grey ones. "What?"
Draco blushed. "Well.. I was wondering, if maybe.. you wanted to see each other more, than every other weekend?" Draco asked quietly.
Harry looked down at the snitch, it turned a light yellow. He looked back at Draco, a smile forming on his face. "I’d like that a lot."
Draco smiled too. "Splendid. Don’t be surprised if I just floo into your sitting room." Draco winked.
Harry scoffed. "Don't be surprised if you get 'accidentally' hexed."
Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry. "You wouldn’t dare.."
"Oh I would," Harry smiled at him, "And I would not be sorry."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Well considering you don’t have an owl, you won’t be able to invite me, so I shall be inviting myself."
Harry laughed and leaned in to kiss Draco. Draco pushed further into Harry and deepened the kiss. Harry felt the familiar feeling of being turned on, with a pull at his navel.
He pulled away. "I had a nice time tonight," he said, pecking Draco on the lips and leaning his now crossed arms on the railing. He didn’t want to seem like he was dismissing the blond, but in case people were around he didn’t fancy showing an insane amount of pda. It wasn’t as if they were at a muggle rave, it was just a quiet park in the wizarding world.
"I did as well. Thank you for taking me out, Harry." The blond smiled at him, and joined him shoulder to shoulder leaning on the railing. Harry nodded at him, kissing him on the cheek.
They stood there a bit, enjoying the breeze and peaceful calm of the night, that darkness and crickets offered. After quite some time Draco moved to stand up straight. "I suppose I should get going, I don’t want to intrude on your time too much."
It was darker now, and they weren’t by a street lamp, so it was hard to see Draco’s face. "Oh.. alright." He paused, a bit confused. "I don't want you to think you are imposing on me though."
Draco nodded slightly. "I’ve been here the better half of the weekend, I don’t want to overstep any boundaries."
Harry understood that, and respected it too. "Alright, well thank you." He smiled at Draco.
"Thank you for the wonderful night." Draco said happily and leaned forward to kiss him, his lips lingering over Harry’s. "I’m going to get going though, I want to catch up on a few things I wasn’t able to focus on while my father so rudely overstayed his welcome." Draco smiled at him.

Harry chuckled. "Alright then, will you be okay getting home?" Harry asked as he put an arm on the side of his waist and leaned in to kiss his cheek. Harry made himself blush at how intimate the gesture was.
Draco nodded. "I think I can manage." He gave a slight chuckle. "But, how’s Tuesday maybe?"
"Tuesday should be fine, you can floo over, but if it’s past 7 and I’m not there, I probably won’t get home until midnight."
"Alright," Draco said. "Hopefully I shall see you Tuesday."
Harry smiled at him.
"Goodnight Harry." Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry, deeper than his previous kisses had been and put his hands on Harry’s waist.
Harry leaned into it and cupped his face, kissing him back affectionately. He pulled away. "Goodnight Draco."
Draco pulled Harry into another kiss, letting out a small groan before forcing himself away. "Goodnight," he said again, a bit awkwardly.
Harry chuckled. "Goodnight, Draco." He kissed him on the check.
"Right.. goodnight then," and he leaned in to kiss Harry one last time, before winking and disapparating.
Harry looked at the snitch in his hand and it was a deep, deep pink. Harry truthfully did not know what that could be, other than flirty maybe.
Harry enjoyed the serenity of the night alone for some time before he, himself apparated home.
He had a lot to think about. And he had a certain attachment to a snooty blond, that he needed to figure out before he got hurt.

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