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Crossing Lines	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They spent the next hour going over different types of plants and their uses in common potions. Draco made it so much easier than Snape ever had. Not only did he explain what each one was and what potions it was best used in, he also explained why. Once Harry understood basic properties of an ingredient, it was much easier to understand the cause and effect. He even found himself getting a lot of the answers right when Draco presented him with an impromptu quiz.

"Brilliant, Harry. You still missed some of them, but you're doing loads better," Draco passed the sheet back to him so he could review the ones he'd missed.

"Well, it helps when you've got someone who's so great at explaining it all rather just expecting you to know," He glanced up and his heart stopped.

Draco was smiling at him and it was miraculous, not just his smile, which was quite beautiful, but the fact that it was aimed at him. He wanted to see Draco smile like that more often, even if it did cause him to have strange heart palpitations. It was definitely worth it and contagious. He beamed back at the other boy and his mouth started moving on it's own.

"You should smile like that more often," He snapped his mouth shut just in time to stop 'at me' from rolling out as well. His faced was flushed, he wasn't sure how Malfoy, Draco, would take that.

"I smile when I've got good reason to do so," He grinned even wider and not only was Harry's heart trying to beat out of his chest, his lungs were not cooperating either. He inhaled deeply and succeeded in calming himself, a little.

"And you've got a good reason to now?" His question was tentative, almost as if he didn't want to ask it at all, which he didn't, but he didn't want the Slytherin to know that.

X.X

"The Boy Who Lived just complimented me… Yeah I'd say I do," He knew it was the wrong thing to say as soon as he'd said it, but he was only trying to lighten the suddenly heavy atmosphere.

"Harry, wait…" Harry was packing up his books and papers without even looking up.

"You know what, Malfoy, maybe this wasn't such a good idea."

"No, Harry, I didn't mean it like that, it's just…" Why was he grasping for words? He always knew what to say, unless he was in the presence of one Harry James Potter. It was unbelievably frustrating since that was when his eloquence and tact mattered the most.

"Forget it, Malfoy. I'll manage potions just fine on my own," Harry was up now and turning around, he had to do something, say something to stop this insanity.

"Oh, so we're back to last names again?" Bugger, that wasn't the right thing to say or the right way to say it.

"I think maybe we should have stayed there in the first place. I'm just balancing the universe again," Harry stormed off, but Draco wouldn't, couldn't let him get away that easily. If he let Harry leave like this he might never get another chance. He left all his stuff and jumped up to follow the boy.

He caught up to him in the hallway and grabbed his arm, "Harry, wait, please."

Thankfully he did stop, but he didn't turn around and his next words were gritted through clenched teeth.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy. This was crazy to begin with. I was out of my mind to think we could get along, that we could be friends, the we could…" Harry stopped, bit his words off before he could say something that Draco just knew would be of great magnitude. He had to make the other boy finish that sentence, at all costs.

"That we could, what?" Harry tried to pull away, but Draco held on for dear life.

"What, Harry? That we could what?" Harry turned to face him and there was anger, most certainly, but something else, something very important.

"Say it, Harry. You've never been a coward, don't let this be the moment you run and hide. Say it. I promise I thought it long before you did," He hated himself for that weakness. He hated the emotion he heard in his own voice when it cracked. He despised himself for being the first to admit there was something real here, even if he hadn't said the words.

Then Harry was advancing on him and his mind flashed to a similar moment between them. The moment that started all this… this madness. His body thrummed with excitement and fear. Excitement that it might end the same way that it had last time, but minus the insults and fear that it would end exactly as it had last time.

"You want to hear it, Draco? Do you really? Well too bloody bad, I won't say it. I'll show you though," Just like that Harry was pressed against him, his whole delicious body, and Draco cursed himself inwardly when he arched into Harry and moaned.

His lips were right there, so close, but so damned far away. Harry was panting almost against his mouth and it was hot and moist and so fucking right. It would be absolutely perfect, except Harry wasn't moving.

X.X

He was standing in the middle of a hallway where anyone could see, pressed firmly against his nemesis and positively aching to kiss the git. The world truly was a strange place for him anymore. He was teetering on the edge of something he didn't quite understand, but wanted so badly. He wavered for just a moment longer, then gathered all his infamous Gryffindor courage and lunged forward.

Oh sweet Merlin… Why had he ever thought this was a bad idea? There were soft, warm lips pressed against his, teeth pulling at his bottom lip and the tongue that had only teased him before was begging for entrance. He couldn't deny it and opened his mouth and that wonderful tongue was probing his mouth. Draco attacked his mouth as if his very soul was hiding in there. It was glorious. and awe-inspiring. It was a bloody revelation and he never wanted it to stop.

He was so caught up in the utter exquisiteness of Draco's mouth that he didn't notice that they were moving until he was trapped between a wall and a body. For just a moment it felt familiar to him and he remembered the other kiss. That other kiss had been good, but there had been too much space between them and not enough tongue and it couldn't even compare to this.

He shifted and groaned when his groin came in contact with Draco's thigh and he felt an answering bulge against his own leg. Part of his brain was panicking, he'd never been this close to another boy at a moment like this. He calmed that part of his mind with a reminder that he'd never been close to anyone at a moment like this except the boy now nibbling on his jaw.

He whined in protest when Draco took a deep breath against the skin of his neck and pulled back. Harry was glad he only pulled his head back though, he didn't think he could stand on his own just yet and the pressure of Draco's body was holding him upright. There was another chaste kiss pressed to his lips and Draco raised his head to look Harry in the eye.

"I… I'm sorry. I didn't mean that to come out the way it sounded. I guess I just… I got nervous and didn't know how to react to your compliment. I guess I should have just said 'Thanks', or something like that, but you…" Draco's already flushed skin was turning even redder and Harry was enchanted. It was stunning to see someone usually so composed and poised start stuttering and blushing, and it was all because of him, all for him.

"I what?" He was working on very little oxygen and a huge lump that had taken up residence in his throat and it came out a croaked whisper.

"You, Harry Potter, make me so bloody crazy. You always have and maybe one of these days I'll tell you about it, but for now will you just accept my apology already?"
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