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ORIGINAL: The Amour	By : Manhattan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[Chapter Seven]

Draco had been watching the whole scene anxiously. He was relieved that Harry hadn’t let slip anything about him, but he was also furious at Weasley for yelling at Harry so harshly. He could see the pain in Harry’s brilliantly green eyes.

Of course Harry had done nothing wrong. He’d been damn right to dump that annoying and overly emotional girl that seemed to be sickeningly obsessed with Harry. Draco cringed every time he remembered seeing her filthy lips kissing Harry’s rosy and luscious ones. If he hadn’t stopped them that day......

Harry was finally his, after so long.

When Harry had run out of the Great Hall, he’d almost stood and gone after him but he’d felt Blaise’s eyes watching him and so he had put on a bored face and continued eating. He would have to talk to Harry later.

Later that day, after dinner, Draco discreetly pulled Harry away from the throng of students going back to their dormitories and led him to an empty classroom a safe distance away.

Harry was looking horrible. A mixture of regret, dejection, and sadness were in his eyes and Draco wanted to slap Harry across the face so that he’d snap out of it. But he restrained himself.

“Harry-” he started. Harry shook his head.

“Don’t Malfoy. What I did was wrong. And us together is wrong too.”

“So it’s back to surnames is it?” Draco said coldly.

“You know it’s not right.”

Draco rolled his eyes. “Please don’t tell me now that you’re a homophobic.”

“I-I’m not! It’s jut that I hurt Cho and I was being selfish. I mean, I’m not sure if you really want me even.” Harry was purposely avoiding Draco’s eyes.

“But don’t you want me?” Draco asked.

Harry seemed startled at his soft tone. Draco caressed Harry’s cheek affectionately.

“I-”

“Yes?”

“I do...” Harry muttered quietly. “It’s just that I don’t want to be a bastard... well I already am- but you wouldn’t want to be with me anyways.”

“And why would you think that?” Draco asked, amused at Harry’s excuses.

“Well, I’m boring and a bad kisser and I’m not your type. You like darker, sexier peo-”

Harry paused when he heard Draco laugh out loud. He’d never heard Draco laugh like that.

“What makes you think I like darker guys? Well, if you’re talking about skin... then I’d have to say that you’re tan is just a total turn on.”

Harry blushed and glared at him. “You know what I mean!”

“And if you’re worried about not being sexy... well you’re right. You’d still have to convince me on that one, but your kissing is not that bad.” Not bad at all. He added to himself.

“Gee, thanks.” Harry said dryly. “I feel like I’m beinalynalyzed by you.

“Hey, you’re the one that brought it up.”

Harry stuck out his tongue and crossed his arms.

“Oh please. You look like such a five year-old when you do that Harry.” Draco drawled.

“Whatever. Anyways, back to the point. We shouldn’t be together. We’ve been enemies for too long. It’d be too awkward. And plus, my friends will hate me for it-”

“We don’t have to any anyone.”

“You mean, like, a secret relationship?”

“Yes. At least for now.”

This time, it was Harry’s turn to laugh.

“That’s improbable and impossible. And even if it did work, it’d be a pain to keep up. We’d have to act normally during the day...”

Draco sighed in frustration. “Trust me, it’ll work.”

Harry frowned doubtfully.

“Come here.”

“What?”

“I said. Come here.” Draco beckoned Harry to him.

“W-why?” Harry inched forward cautiously.

“God dammit just get your little ass over here!”

Harry was bout to protest when Draco slipped his tongue in between Harry’s parted lips and kissed him passionately.

He continued sucking and kissing even though Harry was trying with all his might (unsuccessfully) to push Draco away.

Harry completely crumbled against his will and he let out a defeated whimper. He kissed back fervently and pulled their bodies closer.

Draco skillfully removed Harry’s school robe and unbuttoned the offending shirt. He ran his hands over Harry’s tanned muscular chest and moaned into Harry’s mouth. Harry’s body was unrealistic. Too flawless. Too damn perfect.

Harry nervously began to undress Draco too. His eyes were lust-filled and desperate, making Draco want to take him right then and there, but he didn’t know if the raven haired boy was ready for that.

He waited patiently as Harry struggled awkwardly with the buttons until at long last, the shirt fell uselessly to the floor.

They attacked each other again and Harry pushed Draco to the floor. He groaned from the coldness of the stones and from the seductiveness of Harry’s surprising attitude.

Harry lowered himself onto Draco and straddled the blonde’s hips. Their erections rubbed against each other slowly and tenderly.

“Fucking get your pants off Harry. Now.” Draco breathed.

Obeying, Harry yanked his pants off. The second he was fully nude, Draco grabbed Harry’s shoulders and rolled over so that he was now on top. he liked to be in control.

But when he leaned down to kiss Harry, he saw that Harry was pouting.

“What?” he asked bewildered.

“Why do you get to keep your pants on?”

Muttering under his breath about mood-ruiners, he stripped off his own trousers and boxers and resumed his play.

He grinded his hips into Harry’s and Harry bucked.

“Oh fuck.” Harry whispered hoarsely. He couldn’t control himself. He shivered and shuddered and moaned at Draco’s skillfulness.

When he felt Draco’s body parting from his, he opened his eyes.

“What-” but his words were drowned by his own gasping when he felt his cock being enveloped into Draco’s warm and wet mouth. He almost failed to stifle a scream.

Draco smiled inwardly at Harry’s pleasured reactions. He swirled his tongue around Harry’s head, sucking it and tasting him. He could feel Harry’s tension. He would come soon. Draco wasn’t that far from his climax either.

This was seventh heaven.

“Oh. My. God.... Draco!” Harry screamed as he emptied himself into Draco’s mouth. He felt a sudden warmness on his legs and knew that the Slytherin com come too.

Draco swallowed all of Harry’s juices and licked his lips smirking. He fell on top of Harry and cuddled into the firm chest.

“You taste good Harry.” he said teasingly. It wasn’t a lie though.

“Don’t make me get hard all over again.”ry mry muttered breathing
heavily. he caressed Draco’s face gently and planted a kiss on his nose.

“You’re so god damn sexy after snogging.” Draco murmured.

“Only after?”

“Uh huh.”

“Yeah right.”

“It’s true.”

Harry sighed. Draco was sexy. Always. Every move, every expression, every word of his, screamed sex.

“You think we should head back?” he whispered finally.

Draco lifted his head. “Yeah, it’s getting colder in here and it’s probably late.” he sat up and kissed Harry again.

They quickly got dressed and left the classroom one at a time. They
didn’t want to risk being seen together or it would definitely arouse suspicions.

Draco left first, walking fast and stealthily towards the Slytherin
dungeons.

He was almost there when someone stepped out of the shadows a few feet away from him.

“Blaise!” he gasped.

Blaise was standing in front of him with his arms crossed and grim look on his face.

“Draco, I was worried about you.” he simpered with a sneer. “Where
were you out so late at night?”

Draco’s mind raced with excuses. He licked his lips and fro.
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