Inside of You- Song Fic

Song- Inside of You
song lyrics by Hoobistank

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Just ask and I will do
anything you want me to
there is no limit
to how far I will go…


Draco stood in the middle of the bathroom for about five minutes before he realized that he was still half naked. He quickly disposed of the towel that hung loosely around his waist and got into the bath. He was totally confused. Why had Potter done that? Was it possible that Harry liked him as much as he liked Harry? It was all too much for Draco to absorb at the present time. At this moment he wanted nothing more than to be in Harry’s arms, kissing him again. At the thought of kissing Harry again, he felt his body react. He looked down at his hardening member and groaned. He tried to ignore it, but then his mind drifted back to that brief kiss and it hardened some more. How could one kiss draw such a reaction from his body? Oh well, best to deal with his problem. He swiftly grabbed his now fully-erect cock and started to pump, hard, up and down. He pictured Harry in his mind’s eye while he did it. A few more strokes had him cumming. He washed the rest of his body and exited the bath. He was fully clothed within moments and heading out the door to his private room in the dungeons. He would deal with Potter later.


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When Harry finally returned to his room an hour later after having had to make a quick stop in a deserted bathroom, he collapsed onto his bed. Everyone else in his room was asleep, so he had time to think without being interrupted. He was happy for the first time in a long time. He was glad he had initiated that kiss and made the first move. He liked Draco--a lot--and now he was pretty sure that Draco liked him, but it was up to Draco to make the next move. He wasn’t sure how long he would have to wait, nor was he sure he could wait at all after having had a taste. He finally decided that enough was enough for now and put his pajamas on before crawling into his four-poster. His last thought was of the brief kiss they had shared and of the feelings that had rushed through him.

The next morning classes began. Harry was the first one up, showered, and dressed; he was even ready before Hermione, which surprised the other two. As they were heading down to the Great Hall for breakfast, Hermione asked, “So, what was last night about? You didn’t even eat anything.”

“Uhh… the train ride made me tired, and I ate a lot on the train. I just decided to go up and go to sleep early,” Harry said, trying hard not to turn red.

“But when we came up, you weren’t there,” Hermione pointed out, not convinced.

“Yeah, because I suddenly got hungry and went down to the kitchen to get something to eat,” Harry said. As an afterthought he added, “And Dobby was down there, so that’s what kept me so long.”

“Well, alright…” Hermione yielded reluctantly.

“Gods, Hermione, it’s too early for all this questioning stuff,” Ron complained, trying to get Hermione off Harry’s back. “Can’t you do this, oh I don’t know, once we’ve all had a chance to wake up? It’s too bloody early.”

“It’s just...” she said, trailing off. Before she could say anything else, Neville, Dean, and Seamus greeted them.

“Mornin’ mate,” greeted Dean with a cheerful smile.

“Mornin’ to you, too,” the trio replied. They all entered the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Harry took a place between Ron and Seamus so as to avoid more of Hermione’s questions. They checked out their new schedules for the year, and no one was surprised to see Harry’s Double Potions with the Slytherins, first thing no less. Harry was excited that he would be spending his first class with Draco, even if it was Potions.

Draco walked in a few minutes later. As he walked over to the Slytherin table, he did a quick scan of the Great Hall and quickly spotted the raven-haired boy who had tormented his dreams the previous night. Before anyone could see where he was looking, he took a seat facing the Gryffindor table. Instead of eating, though, he just stared in the direction of the Gryffindors. Harry could feel someone looking at him and instinctively knew it was Draco. His heart started to race as he slowly turned around to be certain. Sure enough, there was Draco staring at him. They locked eyes again and neither of them looked away. It was almost a challenge. When Ron started to say something to him, he quickly looked away from Draco and forced all of his attention to Ron and what he was saying. Harry spent the rest of his breakfast time talking to his housemates and desperately trying to ignore that familiar tingling feeling on the back of his neck. Harry couldn’t help but wish that Draco would do something soon.

“Hey mate, you okay?” asked Ron. “You started to zone out a bit.”

“Yeah, yeah, fine,” he said. He hadn’t realized that he had been daydreaming. “Hey, I’m gonna head to the dungeons early, gods know I don’t wanna piss off Snape on the first day.”

“Okay, mate,” Ron said.

“Don’t be late,” Hermione said and gave him a wink. Ron had obviously told her about his liking Draco while he wasn’t paying attention, but neither of them knew about last night and he felt a little guilty about not telling them. So, he decided he would tell them as soon as possible. With that resolution he got up and walked out of the Great Hall.

Draco, who had been watching Harry like a hawk, saw when he got up. He followed Harry into the hallway without so much as a ‘Later’ to his friends, only to find that Harry had vanished. He looked around just in time to see him veer around a corner that led to the dungeons. He ran quietly after and spotted him disappearing into the bathroom. He waited where he was for Harry to come back out. When he came through the door, Draco ran up and slammed him into the wall. Harry, surprised, looked into Draco’s eyes. There was no trace of the hatred that was normally there. Instead it was a different emotion that he didn’t quite understand. But before he had time to think, Draco was snogging him senseless. Harry encircled an arm around Malfoy’s waist in an attempt to pull him closer. His other arm locked around Draco’s neck.

Draco’s arms were wrapped around Harry tightly. He loved how he felt when they were together. It felt right. He broke away from the kiss.

“That’s for last night,” Draco said, looking at Harry. And with that he walked away towards the Potions room. Harry remained there, feeling slightly dizzy. He couldn’t help but think, ‘Well, at least he didn’t punch me,’ and he couldn’t stop smiling. When he walked into the classroom five minutes later, he was still smiling.

Everyone was already seated when Snape swept in, his robes billowing behind him. Even though it was the first day of classes, he already had a sour look on his face. This was the seventh-years’ class, and he was still saddled with Potter.

“Silence!” Snape ordered as he walked down the aisle. There was really no need for this command, seeing as the class was already dead quiet. As he walked he flicked his wand, and instructions appeared on the chalkboard for a new and difficult potion. Harry groaned inwardly. ‘I wish Ron was here.’ But no, he was stuck with a bunch of Slytherins and Hermione, along with a few others from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. As he started to copy down the directions, he couldn’t help but glance at Draco. He was also copying down the instructions but seemed to be more interested in what it was he was writing down than Harry was. Draco had always been a natural in Potions class, whereas Harry just wanted to pass with high enough marks to make it into Auror training. That task in itself was going to take a lot more work than what he’d been doing. He reluctantly went back to copying his instructions and gathering his ingredients.

Draco had felt Harry’s eyes on him and had resisted the urge to look back at him. He concentrated hard on the task at hand. He had always been excellent at creating potions and was not going to let Potter distract him. When he was finished writing down the instructions, he started to gather the necessary ingredients.

Thankfully, the class went by without incident. Most people were able to make the potion successfully—including, to his own amazement, Harry. Snape made no remarks when Harry handed him his potion, but his look of amazement was clear. After everyone had left the classroom, Snape couldn’t help but think, ‘Maybe this year won’t be so bad after all…’ Then he shook his head. ‘Of course it will, this is Potter and he’s bound to screw up.’

Harry and Hermione were two of the last ones out of the classroom. They were talking when Draco, who had been waiting for Harry, walked up.

“Hey Potter, a word…” he said, and then he added after glancing at Hermione, “if you don’t mind?”

“Yeah sure, talk to you later, Harry!” said Hermione before Harry even had a chance to answer. Harry wasn’t sure he wanted to be alone with Malfoy right now.

“So…” said Harry uncertainly.

“Well, care to explain yourself?” asked Draco. Draco liked Harry, which he knew, but he wanted to know how Harry felt.

“Oh, umm, yeah,” said Harry uneasily. “About the other night, I don’t know what came over me. It’s just that I’ve liked you for a while now and didn’t know how to tell you,” mumbled Harry quietly but confidently. Draco, at this confession, looked stunned. He didn’t know what to say.

Harry took advantage of his speechlessness and pulled him close for a searing kiss. It didn’t take long for Draco to respond to Harry’s eager kiss. Harry broke away from Draco’s mouth and started to nibble at Draco’s ear lobe. Then in a breathy whisper he demanded, “Do you like me, would you do anything I asked you to?” He started to nibble on Draco’s ear again and slowly made his way down his neck. “How far are you willing to go?” he asked in a whisper on his neck that sent goose bumps in its wake. Harry kissed deliberately along Draco’s jaw line before returning to his mouth for a brief kiss. Then he slowly backed away to see how he had affected the slightly shorter man.

Draco’s eyes had fluttered closed during Harry’s attentions to his ear lobe and neck. Even now his eyes were still closed. He was just standing there, not knowing what to expect. After a moment he finally opened his eyes to see Harry silently waiting for the answers to his questions. Draco thought about the questions carefully. Then he made his decision.

“Meet me in the Room of Requirement tomorrow at midnight.” And with that he walked away.