Silver Green

A/N: Same legal technicalities still apply.

Chapter 10: The Rift Torn Asunder

The dark haired Professor just sat there for a moment, completely stunned. Had he heard correctly? Malfoy was coming onto him? The absurdity of the situation almost made him give a derisive snort. Almost. But if he had to think honestly upon it, he would say that they were always somehow drawn to one another, even when they went to school. Something connected them. If he ever came to terms with it, Harry would admit that he actually had a small attraction for the blond.

Drunk and completely uninhibited, Harry grabbed Draco's shirt collar over the table and slammed their lips together.

So much for small attractions.

They hungrily made out with each other, at this point not caring what differences they had. All they knew was that they both understood they wanted each other, had wanted each other, for a very long time. And oh, they're drunk. Somewhere in their minds, in a warped way, it made sense to go with this course of action.

As Harry knocked over his goblet, Draco separated from their kiss long enough to pull out his wand and vanished the entire table and it's contents away. He wouldn't have a ruined floor, if he could help it. He turned back to their frenzied kissing, giving the roof of Harry's mouth a couple of licks. The moaning he had caused made Draco smile. He never thought that kissing him would be so wondrous.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry spotted the tapestry across the room. Probably Draco's bedroom, if he had to guess. He broke their kiss and hastily took him by the hand, leading him to the chamber beyond.

His guess was correct. A giant, four poster bed sat in the middle of the room, completely furnished with black silk sheets, a black comforter, and silver and dark green pillows. Just like the rest of Draco's chambers, the floor and walls were black stone. A blackwood wardrobe took the far right wall and a door on the left wall led to a bathroom. The only other furniture in the room was a bedside table with a silver candelabra upon it. Harry flicked his wand and uttered the spell to light the candles.

Draco bit his neck from behind. Harry hissed in pleasure, turning around to resume their kiss. The blond tore at Harry's shirt, the buttons coming undone within seconds, as if the material was simply disintegrating. The Potions Professor pushed the red shirt from his shoulders and began to work on his black khakis. Harry, likewise, couldn't keep his hands off the other man. He kissed down his jawbone and to his throat. Eventually, the kisses led to Draco's partially revealed chest. He backed the blond up against one post of the bed, trailing a hot tongue down his torso.

Panting, Draco was able to undo the khakis. They fell in a pool at Harry's feet.

The black haired youth grabbed Draco's slender wrists and pinned them above his head against the post. He looked at him with savage green eyes. It only turned Draco on even more, seeing this rare animalistic side of him. But he couldn't have dreamed what was to happen next. Boldly, Harry let go of his wrists and, instead, knelt down in front of Draco and took the zipper of his pants in-between his teeth and undid the zipper. Draco bit down on his bottom lip, stifling a groan of lust. Harry came back up when the pants fell to the floor and started working on the one button at Draco's navel, also with his mouth. The blond could feel his hot breath on his skin, and it drove him crazy. As soon as the button came undone, Draco pulled Harry up to draw him into another kiss.

Kicking their shoes and socks off, the two tumbled onto the bed, breathlessly moaning.

Because a Malfoy had to have complete control in whatever they did, Draco immediately turned the tables and flipped them over so that he straddled the Defense Professor.

This was just getting interesting...

A/N: R&R like always!