Dear Draco

Hi! Thank you once more for all your beautiful reviews!
So this is the day – they finally meet. I hope you like it.


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Harry was checking the rooms of Number 12 for what must have been the thousandth time that day.
Hell, he was so nervous, he simply wasn't able to sit down for more than one minute. Everything had to be perfect today! After all Draco was used to pretty high standards.

For the first time Harry was really glad that the house he had inherited from his godfather was no longer in the state it had been in when he had moved there after the battle. Harry hadn't much cared about it then, but several of his friends had insisted on helping him set up his place. After all, he was the saviour of the Wizarding World and a hero like this was not supposed to live in a down-and-out environment. So most of the rooms had been painted and newly furnished and Harry was more than satisfied with the result.

But today everything somehow didn't seem good enough. Harry felt as if hundreds of butterflies were fighting inside his stomach. Today was the day! The day he had been longing for for three weeks now. The day he would finally hold Draco in his arms!

During the last few days Harry's nervousness had increased with every day that Draco's return was drawing closer. What if he wouldn't be able to live up to the fantasy version of himself Draco had created in his mind while reading his letters? What if his nervousness and lack of experience would cause him to fall short of Draco's expectations? He was so longing for finally having sex with the boy he loved, but at the same time he was terribly afraid of disappointing him.

In order not to look a complete idiot Harry had gotten himself several books on gay sex and then later bought a tin of lube – two of the most embarrassing situations of his entire life – but he didn't want to appear ignorant. It would have been horrible if Draco had wanted sex – real sex – on their first date and Harry wouldn't have a clue what to do! But now Harry was prepared for everything - at least theoretically.

And then he had also purchased a whole load of new clothes. He certainly didn't want to face Draco, who was always so perfectly dressed, in one of Dudley's tent-like shirts and trousers. He had also finally replaced his glasses with contact lenses. After spending about half an hour in front of the mirror trying to figure out what to wear on this special day, he had chosen a pair of blue jeans and a dark grey sweater. Still, he was not quite satisfied with his appearance.

Damn, what had happened to the deep happiness he had felt each time he had read one of Draco's letters? It seemed like the only emotion he was capable of now was nervousness. And it was still getting worse with every minute that Draco's visit was drawing nearer. How on earth was he to survive the next few hours?

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Draco was standing in front of the big mirror in his bedroom. They had only just returned to the Manor half an hour ago and now he was getting ready for his long-expected first date with Harry.
Hell, he was so nervous it nearly made him sick. There were so many questions, so many doubts chasing each other inside his head, it nearly drove him mad.

What if Harry had changed his mind since his last letter? What if Harry had only fallen in love with some fantasy version of Draco and would now be disappointed by the real thing? What if he himself would fail as a lover – after all, he had next to no experience in the field of love-making. Why on earth did he make so many promises in his letters? Now he was bound to let Harry down.

How on earth did this happen? In the cause of this day the moment he had been looking forward to for the last three weeks had slowly turned into the one he most dreaded. He was so afraid that meeting Harry in person might cause him to wake up from this beautiful dream he had been dreaming these last weeks.

Well, at least he wanted to look perfect the moment Harry would first lay eyes on him. After a quick shower Draco began to look for the perfect outfit for this special occasion. In one of his first letters Harry had written that he thought that Draco looked his best in black, so Draco decided he would wear tight black jeans and a black T-shirt. Yes, he had to admit that he was indeed looking quite gorgeous, but what if Harry didn't think so...?

His knees felt weaker and weaker with every minute. Well, it was time to go now. He quickly told his mother about some friends he was about to see and that he would probably be out for the night and then left, ignoring the questions Narcissa was shouting after him. “Well, at least I hope I will be out for the night“, he murmured while he Disapparated from his home. A second later he landed in front of a big old house in London. His heart was beating wildly when he rose his hand to knock on the door.

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Harry was pacing the drawing room. The instant he heard the sound of knocking on the front door his heart seemed to miss a beat. So Draco was only seconds away now... His knees were shaking. He turned for the door, but from the sounds in the hall he could tell that Kreacher was already there to answer the door.

And then Draco was there, entering the drawing room with a shy smile on his beautiful pale face. For a second Harry couldn't do anything but stare at the gorgeous boy in front of him.

Draco followed Kreacher's directions and entered the drawing room. As soon as he spotted Harry, he froze on the doorstep, staring. Hell, this boy was looking hot! His skin was even and tanned, his green eyes as beautiful as ever. And his body! With all these oversized clothes Harry had been wearing back at Hogwarts Draco had never been able to take in the perfection of Harry's slim, slightly muscled body.

Their eyes met and instantly all of their doubts and fears were gone. They rushed towards each other so quickly that they crashed together in the middle of the room and lost their balance. Clinging to each other they hit the floor.

Both boys were slightly hurt by the impact of their fall, but they were beyond caring. All that mattered now were the two of them. They were holding each other in a very very tight embrace, each enjoying the closeness and the warmth of the other one's body. Harry's hungry lips found Draco's and it was only a hundredth of a second until Draco had readily parted his lips and allowed Harry's eager tongue to enter his mouth.

The moment their tongues touched Draco's body was piercing with heat and desire. The mere kiss caused his cock to swell inside his trousers from one second to the next. With a little moan he started sucking and licking at Harry's mouth, putting all the passion he was feeling into the kiss.

With Harry the situation was no different. He had become aware of his member getting hard almost the instant their bodies touched for the first time. All the desire that had gathered inside of him during the last three weeks was claiming its right now. And Draco was so gorgeous, so perfect. His slender body felt even better than it looked and he liked Draco's smell which reminded him of almonds and honey – probably some expensive showering lotion.

The passion of their kiss had Harry even more turned on. He pressed his hip tightly against the other boy and started rubbing his hardness against Draco's thighs. A greedy moan escaped him when he he felt Draco's erection touching his own. This was almost too hot to bear. His movements became quicker and his breath sped up.

When Harry's hard cock brushed past his own, Draco had a feeling he might explode with desire. His own hardness was aching inside his tight pants. He slid his tongue deeply into Harry's throat and responded to Harry's actions by grinding his erections against his.

Within seconds the two boys had been reduced to nothing but tongues, cocks, passion and desire. Their minds had stopped working the moment Draco had enterered the room and their bodies' claims were all that mattered now. Desperate for release, their movements became quicker and more demanding until they were thrusting into each other almost violently. Without even noticing it Draco sank his fingernails deeply into the fabric of the sweater on Harry's back while Harry's hands were grabbing the soft strands of Draco's blond hair.

They kept sucking wildly at each other's tongues and lips only letting go of each other for inevitable interruptions like breathing or loud moans of desire. Draco knew he was close. After two more wild thrusts he came hard into his boxers, his whole body contracting with the power of his release. Witnessing Draco's orgasm was enough to bring Harry off as well. He moaned uncontrollably while his cock emptied itself into his pants. The two boys were lying next to each other on the hard floor of the drawing room, satisfied and completely spent.

For the next two minutes they weren't able to do anything but holding hands and gasping for breath, revelling in the aftermath of their orgasm. They stared at each other's blushed faces, each taking in the other one's beauty.

As soon as he was able to breathe and think again, Draco started grinning at the thought that they hadn't even spoken a word since his arrival. “Hi“, he smiled at Harry who was beaming back at him. “Nice to finally meet you.“ “The pleasure is all mine“, Harry answered with mock formality before both boys burst out laughing madly.

“So this is your place?“, Draco looked around the room. “Looks nice, at least from this angle.“ They burst into another laughing fit. Then Harry's face got all serious. “You have no idea how much I longed for this. To feel you, to kiss you, to laugh with you. It's like a dream coming true!“ At Harry's words tears were showing in Draco's eyes. He quickly drew his lover closer and they shared a long kiss. “I've never been so happy in my life“, Draco whispered softly into Harry's ear when they finally broke apart. “Neither have I“, Harry replied, carefully running his hand down Draco's soft cheek.

“Want to see the rest of the house?“ The floor was getting rather uncomfortable and Harry was eager to change his position. “Sure“, Draco replied, also quite ready to replace the floor with something more comfortable. Harry sat up on the floor, grimacing at the wet and sticky feeling inside his trousers. “You have caused quite a mess here“, he grinned at Draco. “Oh, so this is all my fault and you're completely innocent“, Draco shot back with played indignation. “Didn't we make some plan in our letters which included a shower?“ he continued seductively. “Yeah, I think I remember something like that, too“, Harry answered, feeling himself getting aroused again by the mere thought of sharing a shower with Draco. He quickly rose from the ground and pulled Draco up with him.

With a seductive smile he led Draco out of the room, “Want the tour of the house now or after having a shower?“, Harry asked. “After!“ Draco answered without a moment's hesitation. “Your wish is my command!“ Harry grinned noticing that Draco was just as eager to continue their sexual games as he was himself. He slightly shivered with anticipation while he led Draco upstairs. The bathroom on the first floor was the biggest and luxurious one in the house.

“So here we are“, Harry stated as he shut the bathroom door behind them. He was suddenly nervous and from the look on his face so was Draco. For a moment they just stood there, casting each other shy glances. Then Harry finally gathered his Gryffindor courage, wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and pulled his lover's shirt out of his black jeans. This was enough to break the ice. Draco lifted his arms eagerly and Harry drew the black shirt over his lover's head and dropped it on the floor. Then he carefully touched Draco's bared chest with both hands. God, this skin felt amazing, so soft, so even. Harry caressed the other boy's skin gently and lovingly.

The touch of Harry's hands on his skin made Draco shiver and he was immediately hard again. All he wanted now was to feel Harry's naked body. A second later Harry's sweater was on te floor as well and they pressed their bodies against each other, enjoying the feeling of naked skin on naked skin.

Harry was completely overwhelmed by the power Draco was wielding over his body. He would never have expected to be able to get completely hard again only 10 minutes after his an orgasm, but here he was, yearning for Draco with every inch of his body. He presses his lips against Draco's and their tongues immediately began some wild dance, sliding in- and outside each other's mouths.

Again Harry was the first to pick up enough courage to open the other boy's trousers. Harry smiled when the black pants slid to the ground and Draco's erection became clearly visible under his dark green boxers. Then he quickly removed the boxers and stared at Draco's revealed manhood which looked as perfect as the rest of Draco's body. Long and thick in its hardness, still covered with partly dried come, Draco's member appeared to Harry the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. His hand was trembling when he reached out and closed his hand around the sticky cock which was twitching under his hand. He had never touched another man's cock before and it felt simply amazing.

Draco moaned and started rubbing his erection against Harry's fingers. No one except for himself had ever touched him like this before, and it felt even hotter than he had imagined. And to think that it was Harry's hand which was wrapped around his member aroused him even more. The simple feeling of the other boy's hand on his cock nearly brought him off, but he desperately tried to control himself. He didn't want this to be over too soon. And his fantasy had definitely included a shower. No longer nervous or shy, he removed both Harry's jeans and boxers with one determined movement. Harry winced a little when his own hardness was suddenly exposed.

And then they were both naked – finally. Harry removed his hand from Draco's cock and without breaking their kiss they brought their hips closer together. Both boys groaned with desire at the contact of their exposed erections. They were so out of breath that they had to break their kiss again and again now. They moved their hips slowly so that their arousals kept brushing past each other. “So what about our shower plans?“ Harry managed to get out between two moans. “Still interested?“. “Hell, yes!“, Draco hissed, immediately breaking into another moan of pleasure.

Hardly able to walk, Harry pulled Draco over to the shower and into the cabin. He turned on the water and in a second both of them were soaking wet. Hell, Draco was looking even more gorgeous with his wet blond hair sticking to his head like a helmet. They resumed their actions from before, rubbing their throbbing cocks together. But the friction caused by this definitely wasn't enough to satisfy their urgent desire. This time it was Draco who reached for Harry's cock first, feeling his own member twitch in reaction to the perfect hardness in his hands. He began moving his hands up and down the other boy's cock. Harry's moans were getting louder and louder now.

Feeling himself getting close, Harry reached for the other boy's cock in turn and imitated Draco's movements. The hot water kept running down their heated bodies while they frantically worked at each other's erections. They both wanted this to last, but it was simply too hot. Harry's cock jerked in Draco's hand before he came, screaming out with pleasure, emptying himself over the blond's hand and stomach. The sight and feeling of Harry coming under his strokes was the hottest thing Draco had ever experienced. Delirious with desire, he started thrusting into Harry's hand until he was overcome by the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced.

Again both boys were completely spent, clinging to each other's bodies, hardly able to remain on their feet. The caressed each other gently watching the water was wash away the remains of their come. “This was amazing!“, Harry whispered breathlessly. “Yes, perfect!“ was Draco's reply. They kissed again, this time very carefully and lovingly.

Now that the first heat of desire had been satisfied, they slowly became aware of the full significance of this day. They were really, actually together now. And it was even more beautiful, more perfect than they both had imagined. Both boys were filled with a feeling of security and happiness that had been unknown to them so far.

Harry smiled into the kiss when he remembered the loneliness and despair he had been through after his solitary wanking session in the shower. It was so much better now. It was so amazing to share his orgasm with the boy he loved. He gently ran his hand through Draco's soaking wet hair.

Draco's thoughts were moving along the same line as Harry's. He almost laughed when all the fears he had felt this morning came back into his mind. How could he have doubted for one second thazt he and Harry were meant to be. They were perfect for each other, and now they would never have to separate again. Yes, Draco Malfoy had finally – for the first time in his life – found love.


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It was so much fun to write a scene where they are finally together that I have just decided to write two final chapters instead of one. I think after this long period of waiting Draco and Harry deserve a very long and hot reunion.

Please send me your reviews on this chapter.