Only through the pain

Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, do NOT own the potter-verse, so don't worry all you freaky people who actually LIKED the ending of the last book with all it's non-harry/draco slashage, I can't do a thing about it. And for all those fan-girls like me, have a tissue and a bishie and cry with me!

Warning: MORE slashy yumminess! can you believe it?!

A/N: Yes, that's right, MORE slashy yumminess. Why? Because it's sunday, the twins are at my mother's house so she can show them off at church, and Blondie is looking particularly scrumptious this morning ^^. Today's chapter is again from the Twilight soundtrack (I cannot WAIT to see that movie, Blondie even got me that shirt that says 'yes I'm a mom, yes I read twilight, of course I think Edward is sexy *but don't tell my husband I said that!*') and the song is 'Eyes on Fire' by Blue foundation. This chapter will be told alternately from both Harry and Draco's views, I'll let you know when the switch happens!

Chapter 17- Eyes on Fire (Draco)


I was having a very strange, yet oddly satisfying dream. I was standing over Voldemort, who was wearing a tutu (thank you Ginny) and crying because I had burned his teddy bear. Harry and Ginny were in the background doing a victory dance and singing the 'anything you can do, I can do better' song to Dumbledore, who was tearing out his beard in frustration while muttering insanely about lemon drops.

I was jolted OUT of this odd dream by Harry, or rather, the sudden lack of Harry. I cracked an eyelid and saw that he was sitting there, looking a little shocked and kind of afraid, he started to shake...but it was just laughter, so I relaxed. Then he bolted out of the bed like it was on fire and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door. I was up as quickly as the tangled sheets allowed me to be, and was right on the other side of the door when I heard him throwing up. I panicked. Ginny would KILL me if he had another episode because of what we did last night! The door was locked though.

"Harry? You alright love?" I called with a soft knock, then froze. Had I just called him love? That certainly wouldn't make things any better if he WAS freaking out about last night.

"I-I'm fine...just drank too much," I heard him stammer, and he really did sound slightly hungover. I sighed in relief. Hangovers were to be expected after that much tequila.

"Are you sure?" I asked with another relieved sigh. Hungover was MUCH better then a panicked and regretful, "1800 can be pretty tough, even on experianced drinkers. Do you want me to get you some crackers or water or something? Can Dobby get down here?" Plus, taking care of his hangover would be a good way to show I really wasn't just intrested in his body.

"I'm sure Draco, really," I detected a slight bit of laughter in his reply.

"Alright..." I said and frowned. I needed to tell him about being forced to take the mark, but I really didn't want to. Even if he was hungover, I was sure he was still feeling some sort of apprehension or panic or regret over this whole situation, and I was equally sure that was why he was still in the bathroom. But I had to tell him. He needed to know...right? "Harry? Uhm....I need to tell you something." Do it fast Malfoy, like ripping off a bandaid. "...Harry....I think last night...." But maybe a little reassurance was in order first, "was the best night of my life and I wanted you to know that I meant everything I said. It wasn't just the tequila or the smoke talking...and...." my tongue froze. I couldn't tell him! It would ruin everything! Ginny was wrong, there had to be a third way around this problem, and if there wasn't, wouldn't it be better to wait and show Harry that I did want him and that I did love him before dropping this kind of bomb?

"And what?" He asked finally and I heard water start up. Meaning he was going to take a shower....naked Harry with water running down...Bad Draco.

"Nothing....It can wait," I sighed and started hitting my head against the nearest wall, trying to get my naughty thoughts to go away and calling myself a coward at the same time. I sighed again, "So, if you're feeling better later...I was thinking maybe....we could go to Hogsmeade and hangout....or something....Classes don't start until tomorrow, and I really want to spend the day with you....only if you want to though...." wow Draco, how lame was that? You just can't do anything right today can you? I asked myself and began hitting my head against the wall again. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." I muttered, "some Slytherin Sex God I am, can't even ask someone out properly...."

"Uh, Draco?" I heard him say quite clearly, without a door or water muffling his words....which meant....shit....I looked up, and sure enough he was standing there, laughing at me."You're doing that talking to yourself thing again....It's kinda cute."

He thinks I'm cute? I was unable to stop the blush. "Slytherin's are not cute. We're damned sexy!" I protested, then was also unable to stop my eyes roaming downwards over smooth, hard muscles...bad Draco!

He smirked and reached out to grab my arm, pulling me into the bathroom and pressing that delectable body against mine as he kissed me and said, "Hmmm....well damn sexy you may be, but how handy are you with a loofa?" And once more, all thoughts of telling him the truth dissapeared and were replaced by the much more pleasant thoughts of naked Harry under hot water.

(Harry)

How could I have thought he didn't want me earlier? His hard cock pressing up against my body as I asked him about his loofa skills was proof enough that he wanted me. It's been my experiance that bodies don't lie, and it was clear in the way his felt against mine that we both needed each other, in at least one way. I pressed myself against him harder, and slipped a hand behind his neck to pull his mouth to mine, flicking my tongue against his lower lip, begging for entrance. His response was a little slow, at first, reluctant once again to push things on me that I didn't want, but dear god I wanted it.

I pulled him with me into the shower, feeling the hot water against my back and his warm body pressed against my front. He looked at me, at the water dripping down my shoulders and I heard him groan as he bit his lip, trying so hard and so unnecessarily to behave himself around me. As soon as I'd heard the concern in his voice when he called me love, as soon as I'd felt how his hard body felt against mine, I'd forgotten my fears. He had that effect on me. I wanted him, I needed him, and I didn't see how that would ever change. Ginny was right, I did need to let someone else into my heart...and into my proverbial pants.

I frowned at his continued reluctance and decided I would have to limit myself to a shower, since I had no idea how to go about seducing him. So I sighed and turned around to let the soothing hot water run over the rest of my body. I closed my eyes and ducked my head under the water as well, but I'd forgotten to grab the shampoo before I did, and I couldn't remember where I'd put it.

"Draco? Could you hand me the shampoo?" I sighed, not wanting to look like a blind idiot in front of him by groping until I found it. I felt him close the distance between us and heard his sharp intake of breath as he had to press against my back to reach in front of me for the bottle. I myself groaned a little as his erection pressed against my ass and his chest pressed against my water-slickened back. He didn't hand me the shampoo. I heard him flick open the cap and smelled the fresh scent of the soap. He pulled me backwards out of the water.

"Keep your eyes closed," he said softly as his hands came up to my scalp, "I don't want the soap to get in them." he massaged the shampoo into my hair gently, slowly, all the while still pressed tight against my back. "Rinse," he ordered and I stepped back into the full stream of the water, with him. The suds of the shampoo rinsed out of my hair and over my back, making things even more slippery. His hands slid down over my shoulders and reached for something, and then the loofa I'd mentioned was being slid softly across my chest, then up and down over my arms, shoulders, back. He dropped the loofah and slid his soapy hands down over my torso to my hips, after a small hesitation, grabbed my ass cheeks and slipped his wet prick between them.

I moaned lightly as I felt the head of his cock press lightly against my entrance and he dropped his head to my wet shoulder, kissing it lightly.

"Do you want me to....?" he asked, gently kissing my wet neck.

"Yes."

(Draco)

Damn, did he know what he was doing to me? I had to stay calm, I had to be the reasonable one. I didn't want to hurt him....but...damn! He looked so sexy when he turned away from me into the water and so beautiful while I washed his hair. His body felt so hard and yet soft under the loofah...And his ass pushing back against my cock was just too much...I had to feel myself inside him again.

"Is it alright?" I asked, nuzzling his wet neck that still smelled of his minty shampoo. God, he tasted delicious...

"Yes." He'd whispered back eagerly.

Oh god.

(Harry)

I moaned and tried to push myself back against Draco's cock, wanting more, but he held my hips firmly, determined to go slowly, even now.

"Please Draco," I moaned again, "I want you..." He groaned a little into my shoulder and slid himself into me, the passage made easier by all the water and soap running between us. "Oh god..." I groaned. It felt so good, so right, having his cock moving inside me again. I wanted this forever. He was biting down gently on my shoulderblaade as he slowly built up momentum, gently stroking my own dick, slipping his wet thumb over the head of it and making me moan with each pass. His other hand kept mine pinned against the shower wall, keeping me from uping the pace. "God Draco....harder, please, harder." I begged and he complied.

(Draco)

"God Draco...Harder, please, harder!" Harry cried out underneath me and, god help me, I did as he asked. I couldn't hold myself back anymore, his moans and the way his ass moved to meet my slow thrusts was too hard to resist. "God,yes!" He moaned when I started psuhing in harder and deeper. "More!"

I groaned, fucking him as hard and as deep as I could without hurting him. It felt so damn good, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer, and judging from the way his ass was getting tighter around my cock, he wasn't going to either. I bit down on his shoulder hard.

(Harry)

I could practically hear the snap as his reservations broke and he started pounding into me harder. But it still wasn't enough, I wanted all of him, "God yes, more!" he groaned and went even faster, hitting that spot deep inside me that made me see stars behind my closed eyelids. He bit down hard on my shoulder and I cried out as his sharp teeth broke the skin a little. His hand on my cock was fast and frantic now, and I was thrusting myself against his hand, eager for the release I felt coming.

(Draco)

He cried out when I bit him but that just spurred me on more, as did his wonton thrusting against the hand pumping his cock. This was it. "God Harry...I...."

(Harry)

"Draco...I..."

(Both)

"I love you."

A/N: Bye!!!**runs for hubbie**