Was it a Dream?

DISCLAIMER: Of course I own Harry Potter! And Draco Too! *gasp* ACK!!! *ducks big heavy law books* Okay! I don’t own anything, so don’t sue me! (you wouldn’t get anything anyways.)

WARNING!!! This is not HBP compatible. And it also contains Harry Potter characters being sexy and all around seductive. In other words their all OOC. Contains HOT BOY-ON-BOY snogging and shagging! You’ve been duly warned!

SUMMARY: See chapter one.

PAIRINGS: DM/HP. HG/RW later, I think

A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews!! You guys are awesome!!!

Ok on with show!

Chapter 2: The Next Day.

Harry was distracted. And you couldn’t blame him. It was all Snape’s fault for pairing him up with Draco. They were trying to get their project done and still act like enemies, but of course after what happened last night, they were having a really hard time trying to pull it off. Harry’s cheeks kept flushing and Draco had to keep wiping that ever present goofy grin off his face and try to replace it with his usual sneer. Let’s just say that it wasn’t working too well.

But Harry couldn’t believe that he and Draco had actually done…that. He could feel his cheeks flush again. He was wondering were all his backbone had gone to. Last night he had no problem taking charge. He liked being the top. But now all he wanted to do was crawl under a large rock and die. It wasn’t that he regretted last night! Far from it and he hoped there would be more nights like it. He just wasn’t sure how to deal with…everything. Despite that fact he and Draco had had a long conversation about maybe trying for a friendship, he felt unsure. Although last night was supposed to be a one time thing, all it did was make Harry itch for Draco even more. They might not have gotten very far, but that didn’t make a bit a difference to him. What they did experience was enough to make Harry realize that his obsession with Draco, or the dreams he kept having for that matter, wasn’t going to go away anytime soon…

***FLASHBACK***

He felt warm. So warm. He didn’t want to wake up, but for some reason his bed felt as hard as a rock. He shifted uncomfortably and realized that he wasn’t in his own bed. Suddenly the memories of the last few hours rushed back, and he stiffened as he felt an arm wrap around his still clothed waist and pull him closer to a warm body spooning him from behind. He relaxed a little, trying to turn around so he could face his “lover.” When he finally turned around he was shocked to see Draco’s mercury eyes staring at him. There was a goofy smirk that was a remnant from the one he had earlier still on his lips, and his hair was sticking up everywhere. Even though he and Draco didn’t get as far as shagging, he looked it. Thoroughly shagged. It was so hot; Harry felt his cock twitch at the sight. And Harry knew he looked pretty much the same, because he could feel Draco’s cock twitch too.

Draco pulled one hand from around Harry’s waist-the one that he’d wedged under Harry and was now going numb from his weight-and caressed his cheek gently. Harry couldn’t believe that he was being so tender. Wouldn’t he get up any minute, get dressed, and tell him that this never happened? He hoped not. He rather liked this side of Draco: all sweet and caring.

Harry was brought out of his musings when he felt Draco tap his nose. “Hey,” Draco said simply. Harry smiled and replied with a shy, “Hi.” He cleared his throat to ask him something, but the thought flew from his head when he felt Draco’s lips on his in a light chaste kiss. Soon he was whimpering from the loss of contact when Draco pulled away.

“Alright, Potter? You seemed a hundred miles away there for a minute,” he teased playfully. Harry blushed deeply. He needed to ask Draco what all this meant. At first he thought that it would mean nothing to him, but now he wasn’t so sure. As Draco tucked Harry’s head under his chin, Harry spoke.

“Draco?”

“Hmm?”

“What does this mean? I mean, are we still enemies? Or…are we friends now?”

“I-I don’t know,” Draco answered quietly. And that was the honest truth. He had so much going on in his head that he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make any promises without thinking everything through first. ‘Maybe we should just go slowly?’ he thought to himself for minute before voicing his thoughts.

“Potter I thi-”

“Harry.”

“What?”

“Call me Harry. Please?”

“All right, Harry. I think that we should maybe think things through first. Go slow. We don’t really know that much about each other. How will we know if this is something…anything… if we don’t really know each other?” Harry processed this information and knew that Draco was right. He smiled and thought about what this also meant. They could become friends. ‘Friends with benefits,’ he hoped. Harry smiled and leaned up to give Draco a light kiss, then answered, “That’s sounds good to me. Besides, I wouldn’t want to rush this, especially if it doesn’t work, you know?” Draco nodded his head. Draco then took stock if their surroundings. It was still dark out.

“What time is it anyway?” He asked as he tried to straighten his wrist watch so he could see the time. Three-thirty a.m.

“Maybe we should get back,”

“But what about filch?” Harry asked nervously. Like he wanted to get caught in the halls this early in the morning.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s usually done by this time. All the Professors are asleep by now.” Slowly, the two boys untangled themselves from each other, straightened their clothing, and as they made their way out of the room an awkward silence enveloped them. What do you say to someone you’re supposed to hate, but just seduced and dry-humped to delicious climax? Somehow nothing seemed appropriate at this point. But there was still so much Harry wanted to say! Just…right now nothing would come out.

“Get some sleep Pott- urm…Harry. I’ll…um…owl you. We’ll talk,” said Draco as he placed another kiss on Harry’s lips. As soon as Harry came back down to earth, Draco was gone.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

Harry shook himself from his thoughts and tried once again to concentrate on their project. He looked over to Draco, and just like last night, he was staring at him. Harry blushed brightly knowing that he was caught in la-la land again. Draco just chuckled lightly and shook his head. “You should pay attention Potter,” he whispered, “If it weren’t for me, you would’ve failed this assignment. And you still might because you have no idea what I did.”

Harry’s jaw dropped, and he was about to protest when Draco continued, “Don’t worry. I’ll show you everything real fast.” And in five minutes time, Draco had shown Harry everything he’d missed. Surprisingly Harry was able to understand Draco’s instructions, but what he couldn’t understand was why Draco was being so…nice? He had to get to the bottom of things (hehehe no pun intended) and he wouldn’t wait until Draco sent him an owl. He had to find out now. He nudged him lightly, and whispered out of the corner of his mouth, “We need to talk. When do you have free period?”

“After lunch,” Draco answered simply. He looked over to Harry and smirked. “Can’t wait, eh Harry?” Harry nodded, and looked down at his hands. He really wished that his Gryffindor courage would come back. This was just too much to take!

They were both startled by the period ending bell, and quickly began to gather their belongings and get their potion ready for Snape’s inspection. Both Harry and Draco lagged behind and were the last ones out. Before Harry could say anything, Draco pulled them into an alcove and pressed his lips hotly to Harry’s.

“Gods, I wanted to do that all morning,” he said as he pulled his lips away and disappeared around the corner. “I really wish he wouldn’t do that,” Harry spoke to himself as he too turned the corner on his way to Advanced Transfiguration. He knew this was going to be a very long day.


A/N: There it is. I hope you guys liked it! Please review, they make me happy!!!
Later!