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I Cant Sleep	By : Freakgirl Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1665 -:- 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.

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Title: I Can't Sleep pt 1

Author/E-Mail: Jay (Freakgirl) | Moebabee15@hotmail.com

Genre: Slash

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: PG-13 to NC-17

Category: Romance/angst

Summary: Draco can't sleep and goes to Harry for comfort.

Disclaimer: I do not own/know/claim to anything with these characters.

Warnings: nope

Author's Notes: none

Archived: Fanfiction.net as FairyJay, PSA as Jay, Untamed Fanatics as Freakgirl, and Adultfanfiction.net as Freakgirl.

Feedback: Yes please!

REVIEW RESPONSE!:

Ok, so I only have a few but here are the responses none-the-less.

Ancientgirl -- I'm trying really hard to keep going but I just can't think where to go. My original idea was to make it part of another story I'm working on (which would be perfect) only... I sorta lost track of my thoughts and now I'm not working on either one :(

Bogan -- awwwwwwwwwwww THANK YOU! again... I'm trying I'm trying. Give me time :)

Sak -- I would tell ya...but I'd have to kill ya ;) I'm working on it I promise :)

Cutiedraco -- I'm glad you liked it. I'm gonna force myself to keep going :)

Draeconin -- THanks for the idea lol. Btw ...are you the same Draeconin that's in I beleive Glassesreflect? Hm... *ponders* I shall change the thingy for I Can't Sleep and say it is still in progress ;)
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Green eyes shot open as water trickled down his upper lip and onto his teeth. He struggled to move his arms but found they were bound to the bed posts with invisible ropes. at oat once, he felt a mouth cover his own and a very cold ice cube being shoved into it. The body above him retracted and sat up straight.

"Get off me, Malfoy!" Harry seethed past the ice cubehis his mouth. He tugged on the ropes while trying to kick at Draco.

"Now now, Potter, relax. I couldn't sleep." He said lying down on Harry's warm body. He hid his face in the crook of Potter's neck and inhaled deeply. He loved the smell of Harry�clean�innocent; much unlike his own, dark, sweet-tang. He lifted his left hand up to Harry's hair tousling it a bit before resting both his arms underneath Potter's head. He stayed, laying on him, for a few minutes before he d thd the sound of Harry's soft voice.

"This ice is really cold, Draco�" he swirled his tongue around the melting cube, deliberately not biting it. Draco grunted and brought his face back into view. He leaned down and let his eager mouth meet Harry's. He curled his tongue, letting it brush against Harry's tongue, around the small piece of cube and pulled it into his own mouth sitting back up.

"Happy?" Harry nodded as Malfoy retreated to the home he had made in his neck.

"Why can't you sleep�and why do you always come in here and hide yourself against my neck? How does that help you any? You obviously aren't sleeping." he pulled his wrists again as he looked around for his wand.

"You know why." His reply was muffled as he held back the tears that wanted to roam his cheeks and pressed his face harder into the base of Harry's smooth peach neck.

"Because you love me, right?" he said sighing. "If you love me so much, why do you always insist on tying my arms to the bed? Let them free�"

"Finite" Harry's arms automatically closed around the smaller boy atop him as his fingers laced into his pale hair.

"You don't really love me you know�you're just horny�" Harry whispered as he played with the glimmering strands. Draco pulled out of Harry's embrace and sat up straight on Harry's lap. A hurt expression played across his usually cold and callus features.

"Does this feel 'horny' to you, Potter?!" Draco ground his hips harshly against Harry's pressing his soft penis into him. "How do you know, anyways? You're not me! You know nothing about me if you think I don't really love you! Do you know how much it hurts to be in love with someone who is constantly telling you you don't love them? It's torture! I don't think I can handle it anymore. Harry�I do love you�if you truly and honestly don't love me�then so be it. But, if you don't love me, at least pretend? Please?" he resumed his position on Potter with his face hidden behind his messy, black locks.

"Draco�" Harry started in a slow, careful whisper, "I cannot pretend something I do not feel�I'm sorry" it pained him to the core having to lie to the one person he'd been in love with since his first year at Hogwarts. He felt Draco tense above him and he heard what he swore was muffled crying, but decided not to let it bother him. "I�I think you had better go, Malfoy. You're not allowed in here, anyways."

"Fine." He pushed himself up, off Harry, wiping at his eyes. When he turned sideways to get off the bed Harry saw something glisten on Draco's cheek, he was almost positive it was a tear. He watched Draco grab his wand and flee off of the bed and out the dorm. He turned over and sobbed into his pillow; silently cursing himself for not having enough courage to tell Draco the truth.

**The next night**

Harry felt cold arms snake around his body. He held still, not breathing. //maybe he'll think I'm dead. Harry thought as the arms wrapped tighter around his stomach. Harry couldn't hold his breath any longer and exhaled quite loudly.

"What are you doing in here again, Draco?" Draco entwined their fingers and Harry almost pulled away. Fearing he would hurt Draco even more he simply didn't move at all. He watched their hands together, only knowing the difference between them due to Malfoy's delicate, milky-white skin against his soft peach tint.

"I couldn't sleep again." he whispered. His warm breath tickling Harry's earlobe.

"Malfoy, you have got to stop doing this." His response was barely audible. He squeezed his eyes shut, cautiously pulling his hand out of Draco's grasp.

"I can't stand to not touch you. When I'm not around you... I'm scared�and lonely." He said pushing his body up to Harry's back. "Do you know what it feels like to be so near and and yet, not really be near you at all? To not be able to touch you? I love you, Harry." He continued in his slow seductive whisper, tracing tiny hearts on Harry's abdomen with his left hand.

"You don't love�"

"Yes, I do damnit! God, Potter, do you know how painful it is to not be within eyesight of you? We should be together! You and I�as one."

"It would never work�"

"Why not? You're just not willing to try�"

"Malfoy, we hate each other�you're in ate ate of panic from the fight against Voldemort right now. You don't really love me�you don't know what love is."

"Don't presume ANYTHING about me, Potter. You don't know anything."

"�I know some and I know what I've seen and heard from you in the past."

"I've changed."

"Nobody can change that drastically over one summer holiday, Malfoy."

"I did! Believe it or not, Potter, I've changed�for the better. And by that, I mean, I've finally accepted that I love you�"

"You don't�"

"Say it again and I'll curse you." Harry shut his mouth promptly not wanting to tempt Draco. He was sure Draco would never harm him, but, then again, this is Malfoy. He sighed and stayed quiet as Malfoy continued his speech. "We have chemistry together, Potter. Whether you want to admit it or not, we do. And because of that fact, Harry, we belong together. We just have to be willing to try." He moved his lips close to Harry's ear and whispered. "I'm ready to try."

"Draco�we couldn't just�"

"We should be together�touching each other�" Draco ran the tip of his left index finger down Harry's toned abs. "just us two loving each other. Nobody else matters. A love so strong, it could never be broken." He tickled Potter's stomach lower and lower till he had his palm flat against his tummy underneath the waist band of his pajama bottoms.

"Please�Dray�" Harry choked, meaning to sound stern, but his voice was hoarse and not cooperating, sounding as if he didn't really want Draco to stop. In reality, he didn't want Draco to stop, but he knew he had to.

"I need to feel you, Harry. I need you to want me as your own." Draco placed a tender kiss on the back of Harry's neck and kept talking. "I watch you everyday in class, in the hallways, while you sleep, and wonder why, why can't you love me? I love you with my whole entire being. I have ever since I met you."

"Draco�"

"Don't you even wonder about it, Harry? Don't you ever think about being with me? Calling me yours, possessing me�owning me" he grazed his teeth along the lobe of Harry's ear. He sucked it into his mouth between his teeth and massaged the soft flesh.

"Please�"

"Late at night, claiming me. Our bodies pressing together in all the right places" Draco began to kiss and suck on Harry's neck. He left a small, unnoticeable, hicky near the bottom of Potter's ear, while his hand crept lower and lower, disappearing beneath the plaid fabric of the pants. "Panting, sweating and writhing against one another. Moaning each others name in the heat of ecstasy. Becoming one�forever." He kept his hand roaming farther until he was almost to the prize beneath. He thought that if he could pleasure Harry, he might re-think being with him. Those thoughts were rudely interrupted as he felt a strong grip around his wrist.

"Stop." Harry let go of Draco's hand throwing it behind him to the almost in tears owner.

"Please pretend, Harry, please?" Draco begged placing his cool forehead against Harry's shoulder. "Please?"

"No, Draco, No! This cannot�will not happen. You don't love me, you don't love me. You do not love me.

"Sounds as if you're trying to convince yourself�not me." he sighed heavily. Defeated. "I give up, Harry. You win. But, I can't stand to face you everyday. The agony of seeing you, being so near�yet so far from you will and is killing me. The pain is unbearable. I've made my decision. I�I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

"What??" he said as he flung his body around to stare into deeply saddened grey eyes.

"Tomorrow morning at half past seven, I'm taking the train to go stay with my mother in London. She has a flat there and�"

"You can't!" he said frantically searching his mind for any excuse except the one that would work.

"Why not? I have no reason to stay."

"What�what about your schooling? Your friends??"

"All of Slytherin knows I've betrayed my father and Voldemort�and they know, or at least they suspect, I've fallen for the infamous Boy-Who-Lived. I have no reason to stay, Harry." Draco whispered letting the gate down and letting his tears dampen his sweet face.

"I�you�" Harry couldn't think of anything that wasn't the truth so he gave up, turning over and going silent.

"Unless you give me a reason to stay, I'm going to be on that train tomorrow morning. I can't stand it anymore. Everytime you tell me I don't really love you I can actually hear my heart breaking. My heart can only be broken so many times before it's gone for good, Harry." He said in-between his tragic, non-stop tears. "I do love you and I predict I always will." He bent over Harry kissing him fiercely on the lips. Harry didn't move. He didn't want to encourage the kiss, but he didn't want to stop it. So, he just stopped moving altogether. Draco pulled away not opening his eyes as more tears cascaded down his pale cheeks. He took a shaky breath trying to calm himself, then exhaled slowly opening his eyes to look into Harry's. "Please�just this once�pretend? At least let me think I ever had a chance with you."

Draco bent in again and tried the kiss once more. This time Harry responded. He turned slightly in the bed so the kiss wasn't at such an awkward angle and thread his fingers into the gorgeous silk Draco was privileged to have as hair. He tugged and pulled on his hair as he deepened the kiss. He hesitantly let his tongue out to glide along Draco's bottom lip. This did not go undetected and Malfoy opened his mouth to receive the intruder. They swiveled the pink muscles around one another searching the dark wetness. Sneaking a taste of everything, the savory tool glided over teeth, tongue and cheek. The kiss was the most beautiful thing either had ever imagined and neither really wanted to pull away, but both knew sooner or later one of them had to breathe, if not stop what they were doing.

Draco was the one who pulled away first. He didn't want to, not one bit, but he had to, this wasn't real. At least, he thought it wasn't real. "Thank you�" he whispered moving off Harry and off the bed. "Goodbye Harry Potter." And with those final words he ran out of the room, never looking back.

"What on earth are you doing, Harry?!"

"Go back to sleep Ron. Leave me alone." The events of tonight sinking in and taking effect, Harry let a few tears slide past his eyelashes. They made a new home on the edge of Harry's pillow, leaving little dots where they landed and melted away.

"Not this time. You're making the biggest mistake of your life! Anyone who has eyes and a couple of working brain cells can see that, through all the hatred and cruelty you both have displayed in the past, you both deeply care for one another." Ron whispered, as not to wake any other boys up, sitting up in his bed.

"Shut up, Ron!" he yelled in a loud whisper hugging his pillow tighter.

"No! Just ask Herm! We've known since second year that you fancy Malfoy. You're fifteen years old now Harry! Stand up and admit your feelings! Admit them to both him and to yourself�"

"Ron, if you do not shut the fuck up and leave me alone I am going to beat you within an inch of your life!" he looked directly in Ron's eyes as he said this. Ron didn't back down against the flames he saw in Harry's emeralds, an even brighter green since he had been crying.

"Fine. But, if you let him leave tomorrow, and I'm sure Hermione would agree, we will never speak to you again. You're being selfish. You're being a selfish, scared little git and letting your true happiness walk out of your life possibly forever! Are you so stuck on yourself that he's not good enough for you?! Why can't you just grow up, Harry?!" Ron threw himself down against his pillows and covered his head, facing the wall.

"I'm not good enough for him." Harry whispered into his pillow before sobbing whole heartedly. Draco was leaving�because of him. His soul-mate was leaving because he was too scared and childish to embrace the feelings he had always had for Draco.
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