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When Two Are One	By : rachxoxo Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-**UPDATE**
- 12-Eleven
- 13-Twelve
- 14-Thirteen
- 15-Fourteen
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Draco felt comfortable. It was probably the most comfortable he ever felt. Harry�s body pressed against his, arm wrapped around his waist. Breath tickling the hairs on his neck. The gentle snores. The way Harry never changed his position except to nuzzle closer. The old Malfoy would have objected to such an intimate sleeping arrangement after only sharing a kiss. Well, this wasn�t only a kiss either. It was a surrender. Draco had abandoned any fragment of his consciousness that might have told him that what he was doing was wrong. He�d just gotten onto good terms with Harry, and he knew from experience that once friendship�s waters flecked themselves with lust that the water could get quite muddy from that point on. He didn�t want that to happen to them. He wanted Harry as a friend for the long haul. But he also couldn�t mistake the warmth he felt when Harry looked at him. Just looked. He didn�t have to say a word. Oh, but when he did�those dark pink lips caressing every word that escaped through them making even the most mundane statement erotic. There was no mistaking it. Harry Potter was fucking gorgeous without even having to try.

Draco had a problem now. Should he continue to pursue merely a friendship with Harry, or push the boundaries a little further? Furthermore, he had a problem at hand which needed to be taken care of ASAP. Harry�s hand was involuntarily working it�s way under his shirt. Slightly rougher fingers than his own were tracing the line of the waistband of his pajamas. That and whatever made up language Harry was muttering woke Draco�s cock from it�s slumber. Being careful not to disturb his bedmate, Draco slinked out from under the covers and made the painful trip down the hall. Painful because his erection was straining under the increasingly tighter fabric of his pajamas.

Once the door was closed Draco pulled his pants down to his knees and freed his member from it�s prison. Shiny droplets of pre-cum beaded over the head and Draco took advantage of the lubrication they provided, slicking the liquid down his shaft. His thoughts concentrated on the delicious kiss that had happened far too long ago for his liking as his hand tugged at his rigid cock. Quit stalling and kiss me already. That smile�that fucking smile that made him want to cum at the sight of it. He wasactually cumming now, biting his lip to stifle the rather enthusiastic response caught in his throat. He�d expected his release to be forceful, as he hadn�t handled himself in quite some time. There was no desire for it. Voldemort was using his home as a fort and the effort it would take to get aroused under those circumstances wouldn�t yield satisfying enough results. He pulled himself out of his reverie and washed the evidence of his arousal from his hands. Holding onto the edges of the sink, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. That felt good and you know it. He smirked at himself and inclined his head. I must be out of my fucking mind. No, I know I�m out of my fucking mind. He laughed. I suppose there are certain incentives for being out of my mind though. If it means I get to feel Harry�s tongue in my mouth and his hands canvassing my body, so be it. I�m fucking batty!

There was a faint knock on the door that caused him to shudder.

�Draco? Are you okay? You�ve been in there for like fifteen minutes.�

Draco smiled and opened the door. �I�m fine. I was just having a look at my appearance. I�m thinking of cutting my hair,� he said, pulling it over his eyes. �It�s unbefitting of a bloke to have such girlish hair. Don�t you agree?�

�Not at all. In fact, I find your hair quite beguiling.�

Draco felt his face warm up as Harry passed his hands over Draco�s head.

I made him blush. I made Draco fucking Malfoy blush! Holy fuck. He looks kind of sexy with a little color in his cheeks. Sexy?! Did I just say he was sexy? Oh fuck it. He�s fucking sexy.

�Maybe I�ll keep it. Maybe.�

They walked side by side back down the hall to the bedroom.

�I want to show you something� Harry said, taking his hand.

He opened the window closest to the bed and stepped out onto the roof. �Come on� he said, holding his hand out to help Draco through.

Reluctantly Draco stuck his leg out of the portal and allowed himself to be guided out onto the roof.

�You realize how dangerous this is?� Draco said, peering over the edge.

�I haven�t fallen off yet.�

�What am I supposed to be seeing?�

�Give it a minute. You�ll see.�

The outline of the sun began peeking its way over the hills in the horizon. As it ascended further the sky cracked open a palette of ruby reds, tangerine oranges and electric yellows. Harry pulled his legs to his chest and rested his chin on his knees.

�I try to come out here everyday to watch it. Something about it is so cathartic to me. It makes me feel like I�m whole again.�

�Why would you feel otherwise?�

Harry shrugged and huddled into himself. With great caution Draco scooted closer to Harry and threw his arm around him.

�I just wish it didn�t happen the way it did. I didn�t want it to come at such a devastating cost.�

Draco put his chin on Harry�s shoulder and ran his fingers through his hair. �It�s not your fault, Harry.�

�Yes, it is! If I would�ve taken a more active role��

Draco�s other hand was forcing Harry�s face around. �Look at me.� He was only talking just loud enough for Harry to hear and his breath was tickling Harry�s face.

Harry looked into the steely eyes glittering with sunlight.

�It�s not your fault. Wars are destined to claim lives and it just so happened that it claimed many who were close to you. You can�t blame yourself for that. They all knew the possible consequences for thrusting themselves in to battle. It�s not your fault, Harry.� Draco�s eyes were dodging themselves around the lenses that were preventing them to fully gaze into Harry�s.

Somehow in all of the times Harry had heard this exact statement it never sunk in, but right now, the sun illuminating Draco�s platinum hair giving him an ethereal beauty that made his heart stop, Harry had no choice but to believe it.

Twisting his fingers through Harry�s hair, Draco smiled warmly. �We�ll be okay someday, Harry.�

Harry picked his head up a bit and reflected Draco�s smile. The gentle pressure being applied to his scalp soothed all wretched thoughts from his mind. He made to mimic the action on the blond, but instead slipped somewhat on the damp roof. Draco caught hold of his arms and pulled him closer.

�I�ve got you. I�ve got�fuck, no I don�t!� Draco said, sliding down the steep slope.

His body lifted into the air as Harry regained enough of his balance to get his wand from his pocket.

�I believe I�ve got you� Harry teased, lowering Draco to the roof.

�Whatever, can we just bloody well go back in the house?�

Harry spotted for his friend until he was safely inside the room again and climbed through himself. Draco was brushing various pieces of fallen tree matter from the back of his pants.

Mmmm�

�Checking out my ass, Harry?� Draco asked, amused by the prospect.

�Yes.�

�Like what you see?�

Harry laughed and cocked his head to the side. �If I didn�t would I still be staring?�

�Well, now you can watch me walk away� Draco smirked, making the short trip to the bed before throwing himself onto it.

Harry laughed. �I always did like to watch you leave, but for an entirely different reason.�

Draco turned to his side and propped himself up on an elbow. �I wasn�t entirely thrilled to be in the same room with you most of the time either, Harry.�

�I�m glad we�re past all that now.�

�I think I�ll get a bit more sleep before I accompany you to�where were you taking me today?� Draco asked, pulling the covers up to his chin.

�To Godric�s Hollow to visit my parents grave.�

�Oh� Draco said, suddenly recalling the conversation they�d had after the impromptu snog session.

�You don�t have to go if you don�t want to� Harry said, affronted.

�Forgive me if I find my thoughts a bit preoccupied with the events that happened before that conversation last night.�

Harry�s face turned a pale pink. �Yeah�right. So you�ll be coming with me then?�

�As if I have anything better to do than to follow you all over the English countryside� Draco laughed.

�Will you come with me to the Weasley�s for dinner tonight?� Harry asked, climbing under the covers beside Draco.

�Let�s see,� Draco said, holding his hands out like a scale. �On this hand, we have dinner with the Weasley�s,� he said, pointing to the left. �On this, it�s staying here to have dinner with Kreacher, who will follow me around like a lost dog and ogle me across the table.� He made it so that the hand containing the Weasley�s dinner invite greatly outweighed dinner with the house-elf. �Weasley�s it is!�

�You�re still going to get ogled at the Weasley�s�

�Planning on sitting across from me then?� Draco smirked.

Harry smiled and shook his head. �Ginny. She�ll be watching you like a hawk.�

Draco sighed. �If it�s the price I have to pay for your company, I�ll gladly pay�

Harry blushed again and tried in vain to hide it with the covers.

�Blushing a lot lately, eh?� Draco smiled.

�Smiling a lot lately, eh?� Harry pointed out.

�Who�s stalling now, Harry?�

�You� Harry said, leaning forward to enfold Draco�s lips in a kiss.

This kiss was less urgent than the first, each giving the other ample time to savor the feeling of closed lips pressed together. Harry nipped at Draco�s bottom lip to request entrance into his mouth and was answered with a playful growl. Eyes flashing to look at Draco�s, Harry smiled and ran his thumb over Draco�s jaw, his tongue jutting out to part Draco�s closed lips. No sooner did Harry�s tongue enter his mouth did Draco�s begin to dance with it. Harry could taste chocolate again and decided that Draco�s mouth was his new favorite flavor. Sucking at the blond�s tongue as if he were suffering from hypoglycemia and needed his glucose fix, Harry moaned into Draco�s mouth. Draco�s fingers were in his hair again, trying to pull the raven-haired man further into his mouth. The need to breathe was forgotten this time in favor of the dizzying kisses they were sharing. It wasn�t until Draco clamped his teeth down on Harry�s tongue that either remembered oxygen was essential for life. Harry cried out and grabbed onto Draco�s shoulders.

�I�m sorry, I didn�t mean to hurt you. Are you okay?� Draco asked, holding Harry�s face in his hands.

Harry clicked his tongue and covered his eyes with his hand. �I�m fine. Well, sort of.�

�I didn�t make you bleed, did I?� Draco asked, prying Harry�s lips apart to examine his tongue.

�My tongue�s fine, Draco,� Harry said, his face flushing a deep red. �When you bit down on it, I�uh�well, I��

�Spit it out!�

�I CAME!� Harry shouted.

Draco looked at him oddly for a moment before a smile crept over his face. �Really?�

�Yes. I�ve been thinking about kissing you all night. That�s why I was trying to get into the bathroom, to�wait a minute��

Draco laughed. �Just now catching on are you?�

Harry stared at him, mouth agape. �Really?�

Draco nodded.

�Well, we know the solution now, don�t we?� Harry said, smirk befitting a Malfoy.

�And what would that be?�

�Next time you need to toss off, wake me up and I�ll do it for you.�

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A/N: A short-ish chapter, eh? I wanted to get it out before some issue arose with my computer or my health. I�m feeling a nice little head cold coming on. Grr!

Next chapter is going to get a little bit emotional, with Harry visiting his parent�s grave for the first time post- Voldemort. But don�t worry, it�s going to be comical too with the dinner at the Burrow.

I�m going to write actual responses to everyone�s comments for a change. Wee!

thrnbrooke: Here you are!

Tokyogirl21: It gets sexier from here on in! :D

paigeey07: Initially the make-up wasn�t going to come for a few more chapters, but it was nagging at me, so I had to get it out.

Ero: I knew you�d like that. Hope you like what Harry said at the end of this one.

Narcissa: Yay�you reviewed! I almost overdid the make-up scene, but when the problems happened with my computer, I scaled back considerably. I�m quite sick of house-elf relations myself, so I plan on omitting Kreacher/Daisy interaction from here on in.

jbj1031965: I can�t wait to write the rest!

vicky: I like Ron too, but I think my anger at my Internet manifested through him and he turned out to be a giant douche. Don�t worry, he�ll be back to good �ol Ron in the next cahpter.

AloneintheOpen: Oh, it excites me too. LOL.

mrs.draco malfoy: Thank you, I love writing this story so far!

Thank you ALL so much for your kind words. I didn�t think I would ever get this kind of response. 40 reviews�what? And people who review religiously�huh? Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I try and I try and I try to update WAY faster than I do the time before and it seems like there is always some kind of obstacle in my way. The week before last, it was my sister�s new car, last week it was my Internet and this coming week, it�ll be something new probably. I�m sorry it takes me a while sometimes, please bear with me. I don�t think you�ll be disappointed if you do!

Huggles, faerie dust, and chocolate chip cookies,

Rach

P.S: No one responded to my update idea. Hmph! Well, I�ll try once more. Want me to let you know when I update, e-mail me at tomxbigxbee@aol.com , make the subject UPDATE and I�ll send you one.
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