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Thirsting Needs Answered	By : Hikaru_Hitachiin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 10669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer= I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I just take them out for a spin now and again. I make no money from this story. Slash (eventually), story first. :P Sorry Lemon seekers. Cannon until the Battle of Hogwarts.

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Those silver eyes that were staring at me through a hazy fog seemed to clear forming a face around them. Sharp lines of his high cheeks, the straight line of his nose, the soft lips that were perfectly formed into a sneer.  Fingers touched his strong sharp jawline, a callused thumb ran over his bottom lip. The sneer slowly softened at the touch, breathing ever so gently at the touch. Harry whispered the name of the man he was touching. Draco has grown so much, into a man of integrity, no longer pushing down the little man. Maybe people could change.
The brunettes eyes slid closed as he felt the heaviness of the emotions rushing through him, everything was warm and tingling.
'It has been so long since I looked at someone like him, someone where I can feel my heart starting to jerk faster. When he talks to me, I can hear the words I so long to hear come from someone.' Harry thought in a hazed of pleasure. Sliding fingers into Dracos hair, brushing over his ears hearing his breath hiss in at the touch. Standing slowly on his tiptoes Harry wanted to feel his breath mingle with his.
'He always smelled so clean, so much like the Malfoy I remember growing up with at school. Some things never change.' Pulling him down slowly, whispering his name just before kissing his soft lips in an undemanding manner. Draco practically purred at the sensation sliding his own hands deep into the messy hair of the man infront of him, pulling him fully against his chest. Their chests molded as their breathing quickened, thighs touched thighs.
"God, I want this so much." Harry groaned arching his back to try to get closer to Draco only to feel him smirk so smugly pushing Harry back until he was against the nearest wall.
"Potter, always knew you wanted me ever since you saw me in Diagon Alley before our first year." Draco purred agains this lips slowly moving down his jaw line leaving gentle love nips and kisses along his pathway. "How does it feel, Potter? Being pinned by the man you've wanted since you were eleven. who you fought every day." He was egging Harry on, trying to get him riled up. Harry tightened his eyes trying to push Draco away even though every muscle wanted to pull him closer. "You want this." Draco smirked biting his neck gently at first then a bit harder, all of the mans movements stalled. Even his breathing seemed to be stolen from him.
"Yess...." Harry groaned no longer struggling, whimpering his name. "Draco...."
"Welcome back to the wizarding world, Potter." The voice that was in his head only moments ago seemed to become so very real, and less hazy. Draco couldn't help but notice the lust that his name was said on the brunettes mouth and he tried his best not to react to it. How long had he longed for the other to feel something towards him. Teenage rivalry he had always said, good vs evil, their paths could never cross. And now Harry Potter was laying in his bed. Dreams do come true. Opening his green eyes he looked up at Draco who had a warm rag over his cheek and forehead. Crossing his legs carefully and unnoticeably.
"Draco?" He murmured husky from sleep and the want that his dreams had left him in, Harry tried to sit up only to have two rather strong hands on his shoulders pushing and keeping him down.
"Harry, you have been unconscious for three days." Draco said rather sternly giving him a final look that made harry stop moving. Harry's mouth was faintly open in protest but hearing Malfoy say his first name made him stop mid breath.
"Harry you really can not move yet, the medi witch told us to have you move as little as possible." The feminine voice said on the other side of the massive bed he laid in. Her brilliant smile tried to hide her worry, but he had known her since he was eleven and on a train to the most magical journey a kid could take. His lips instantly cracked into a small smile, almost devious on his face, the hands that held him down moved away slowly realizing he wasn't going to move.
"Oh, 'Moine, when have I ever listened to rules and mediwitches." He said with ahint of laughter in his voice remembering all the times he disobeyed Madam Pomfrey.
"Harry, I know what you're thinking, and I'm pretty sure you're the reason she retired in her younger years of being a witch at Hogwarts." Shaking her head she started to chuckle, even more when Draco Malfoy, the future of Malfoy Manor looked absolutely confused. "I'm so glad you are awake. I've been worried for days. When Charlie returned with the dragonling, I knew something was wrong. But then he told me you were here and I had to make sure you were okay. Malfoy already had a medi witch here so I wasn't needed but you're my best friend. And damn you for scaring me." At that she punched him hard in the shoulder, he cried out in pain moving his right hand to rub his arm.
"Hey, If you were so worried why are you hitting me!?" He exclaimed glaring faintly but more playfully than serious. Draco turned coughing fitfully in his hand to hide his laughter over the entire scene. "Hey Malfoy, I can here you snickering over your coughing...Prat." he muttered the last word under his breath giving Malfoy a sideways glance only to see him straighten and clear his throat.
"Yes, well, I was never one for hiding things from people. Mother always said I wore my heart on my sleeve. I always told her in grave seriousness that my heart couldn’t be anywhere but my chest...It wasn't until after everything I realized it was just a meaning I said what I thought, said what I felt." Draco Malfoy smiled sadly turning towards the two of the golden trio. "Well, anyways, I'm going to tell the house elves that you'll be needing food soon." Draco left in quick steps hiding his sadness behind a mask remembering his mother in those moments were always so much harder than anything he had to deal with even thinking of Voldemort was easier.
Harry watched the Blonde haired man as he walked away silently admiring the round butt that moved whilst he walked, and his muscled thighs that were perfectly accented in the pants he was wearing. Shaking his head coughing softly as he tried to keep the blush from rushing to his cheeks.
"Hermione Granger, am I one to believe you've been eating meals a house elf made?" His hand went over his heart rather quickly feigning a heart attack only to be swatted with a wand.
"Oh Shut up, you've been awake five minutes and you are definitely back to normal. Now let me examine you, I don't trust other witches with their skills." Her dark brows darkened with concentration as she preformed her tests different colors lightening over her wand and Harry. Closing his eyes he started to drift to his dreams once more seeing those silver eyes that always seemed to haunt him night after night. Twitching faintly his hand went to his head as the pounding started out quiet and started getting louder and louder until he could barely hear anything around the room.
"'Moine can't you do anything about that pounding?"
"What pounding, Harry, the manor is completely quiet." She said in a soft tone the worry lines between her brows creased quickly at his words. The rushing of his blood to his ears causing the horrible pounding seemed to be increasing the more he was awake, maybe because he was asleep for so long and hadn't had food or water during that time. Though that didn't make sense to him, Hermione wouldn't have let him starve even when he was unconscious.
"Are you sure? It has just gotten so out of control. I thought it was a hangover weeks ago. It went away for a brief time but it is coming and going." Harry murmured rubbing his temples trying to get his head to stop pounding. Closing his eyes against the light he heard Malfoy return and Hermione go up to whisper to him about the man in the bed. "I'm sitting right here...stop whispering..." He grounded out almost angrily but mainly in pain.
"Hermione, Do you have a pain potion?" Malfoy asked out of a whisper, the brunette woman shook her head no. "Hmm, do you mind going and brewing one. I'll watch over Harry, you can trust me."
"Apparation wards? If you want you can brew them in my potions room in the manor. Daizy!" Draco called looking towards Harry in his bed not wishing to look anywhere else. Pop Daizy entered the room bowing slightly at the master of the house before turning to Hermione.
"I'll show you the way miss." Daizy reached up and grabbed her hand guiding her out of the house. Hermione saw Draco run his hands through his hair trying to figure out what was going on, but she left her best friend in the hands of a Malfoy. God I hope this is the right thing to do. she thought.
"That was the unlike a Malfoy if I ever saw. Unsubtle." Harry said with a smile on his face, trying to not grimace as the pain got a bit worse. "I've been asleep for days, but even I can tell you just wanted her out of the way." he paused a moment before saying in a joking manner "And here I was having the most wonderful dream, far off places, daring sword fights magic spells a prince in disguise." Draco looked utterly confused and almost horrored at what he just said. "Sorry, muggle tv. Don't worry about it."
"I'll take your word for it. Potter, we need to talk. How long have you been having these headaches?" Draco asked in a more Malfoyish mannor, stern and straight to the point. Harry opened his green eyes to see silver onces almost four inches away from his, taking a small breath he tried to think.
"A month or so ago, I was out with Charlie had too much to drink. I also over exerted myself magically with all the things I have been doing, and running myself too thing. I think this headache might be from sleeping for so long." Harry tried to explain. Draco was watching the man who was lying on the bed, moving closer he sat on the bed beside him. "Draco...why am I here?" Harry finally asked.

"The Medi-witch said you shouldn't be apparated or near a lot of magic right now. You really hurt you magical essence when you apparated with a dragon, Harry." Draco explained grabbing the warm cloth beside the bed laying it on the others cheek watching him with curious eyes. "That was incredibly stupid by the way. What were you thinking.?"

"I don’t know lets have you stand inbetween a mother dragon and her dragonling, and see what you do." Harry grumbled looking away from Draco, but the pounding in his head was dimming to a mild thunder storm behind his eyes.
"Alright, Golden boy, but you are stuck here until the mediwitch returns and gives you a badge of full health." Draco said standing up, tossing the rag on the side table, starting to walk away.
"Lovely being stuck with a Malfoy without a choice." Draco heard Harry mutter as he walked out the door, his heart felt a pang at the words. 'it wont be as bad as when we were in school, Harry, I promise. I'll show you.' Draco thought as he walked out of the room closing the door behind him leaning on it, just listening to the blanket rustling and the breathing of the man on the other side.
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