Dreams of Secrets

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Harry Potter or the Harry Potter world. Don\'t sue. Only profit is my own pleasure. Waste of time to sue, etc., etc.


Note: Yup, it\'s still slash. Don\'t read it if you don\'t want to. If it offends you, gead ead and find something else to read and pretend you never saw it or that it doesn\'t exist, if tworkworks better for you.


Rating: NC-17 (even more so than the last chapter. Mwahahaha.)


A/N: For the rest of you, here\'s the second chapter! Enjoy! Hopefully there will be more.
Please don\'t kill me if it\'s not what you expected. Hopefully you\'ll enjoy it anyway. Please review if you like it, please review if you don\'t (though it\'s helpful if you tell me what you didn\'t like... constructively, of course.). It really does encourage me to read reviews and get feedback, so please leave some. I really appreciate it. Thanks!
~slashwolf


Ron had slept through the night like a log, feeling utterly free and relieved. Harry, Ron and Hermoine met up at breakfast and Ron immediately started gorging himself. \"I hawwy ae efaway\" he explained, mouth full with sausage as Hermoine gave him a disgusted look. Harry leaned over to Hermoine. \"He\"He said \'I hardly ate yesterday\'.\" He said, trying not to laugh. The smile was wiped clean from his face, though, when Draco chose this opportune time to approach them at the Gryffindor table, Crabbe and Goyle thumping along beside him like faithful trolls.

\"Little early to stock up for the summer, isn\'t it, Weasel? I know you don\'t eat much at home, what with your family and your father\'s job, but starting now will just make you fat like Longbottom.\" The white-blonde drawled casually. Ron turned red and wanted badly to insult him back, but Hermoine\'s glance and his mouth full of food prevented him from doing so.

\"Draco…\" Harry said firmly, threateningly, warningly. They exchanged fierce glares, but there was a layer of knowing hidden underneath it. Draco gave a littlepouspous laugh through his nose.

\"Good thing you\'ve got Potter around to save your fat arse, Weasel.\" Draco snapped and turned, robes whipping around with him.

Harry watched him leave the Dining Hall then turned back to his friends at the table, acting as normal as he possibly ever could.

A sharp tapping awoke The-Boy-Who-Lived at 11 o\'clock. An owl tapped at his window. Harry strode across the room to the window sleepily, having gone to bed early after an intensely exhausting Quidditch practice. He opened the window and the elegant eagle owl swooped in, landing on his dresser. Recognizing the owl, Harry retrieved the note from the owl\'s leg quickly, the owl swooping out his window as smoothly and gracefully as she had swooped in. Snapping out of his dreamlike daze induced by the elegant bird by Hedwig hooting jealously from her perch, Harry read the simple note.


Midnight. Our place.


Harry fished out his wand, conjured a blue fire in a jar and burned the note as he had done many times before.


Steps echoed down the stone corridor with the rustling of robes. Feet shuffled in a swift struggle as Harry was pulled beside a suit of armor and found his lips pressed against another\'s. A hand reached the back of his head, fingers twining themselves in his hair. The other hand found it\'s way to Harry\'s lower back, firmly pressing against it, demandingly pulling him deeper into the passionate kiss. Harry broke the kiss, gasping for breath.

\"I thought we were meeting in the Room of Requirement.\" Harry panted, smiling faintly.

\"I couldn\'t wait for you to get there.\" Draco responded, equally winded, cupping Harry\'s face in his left hand, his other arm draped over the other boy\'s shoulder.

\"Your owl woke me up, you know. You\'ll have to pay for that.\" Harry grinned evilly.

\"Good. I\'d be disappointed if I went unscathed.\" Draco pulled Harry into a deep kiss again. Harry opened his mouth for Draco and eagerly took in his tongue, softly sucking on it. Harry moaned and Draco pulled Harry against him even tighter, delighting in the heat of the two of their bodies when pressed together. His hands wandered silkily over Harry\'s spine, making him shiver against the blonde, then curved around to Harry\'s belt and starting to release it and the erection it chained. Harry broke off their kiss with a sharp intake of breath.

\"Draco, we can\'t right here.\" He gasped as Draco softly kissed and licked his neck.

\"I can\'t help myself, love, I want you so badly.\" Draco\'s voice was husky with lust.

\"Mm. Yes, but it\'s your fault you met me here instead of the Room of Requirement.\"

\"Damn it. Why don\'t they let us Apparate in this damn school?!\" Draco cursed, knowing the reason but aggravated and desperate to get the Room of Requirement fast. \"Alright, fine.\" He grabbed Harry\'s hand and tried to pull him along. \"Hurry!\"

\"Hang on!\"

\"What?!\" Draco was getting more impatient by the second. He needed Harry. Now.

Harry pulled out the Marauder\'s Map and quickly muttered, \"I solemnly swear I am up to no good.\" His bright green eyes scanned the map. Good. Filch was in his office and there was no one in their path. They went as fast as they could, paced three times in front of it concentrating on the image of the room they desired, fueled by their need, and burst into their perfect room.

Red candles weit ait along the floor and circled around the king-size four poster covered in black silk sheets. Harry swiftly shut the door behind them and tossed his glasses across the room, not caring if they broke-they could be fixed later. One look into each other\'s eyes and they immediately began their war of tongues. Harry pushed himself against Draco, lips still latched together, so that Draco was forced backwards to keep from falling until his legs hit the edge of the bed. Draco lost his balance and fell back on the bed, taking Harry with him.

Harry held Draco\'s hands over his head and straddled him, trailing kisses along Draco\'s collarbone and leading up to his neck. Draco felt Harry\'s tongue and teeth graze the soft skin of his neck, making him throw his head back and buck his hips, but they failed to meet anything.

\"Damn it, Harry.\" He gasped. \"Merlin, I love it when you do that, but cooperate with me!\" Harry lifted his head and looked at Draco with his piercing green eyes, heavy lidded from the sheer lust, and grinned.

\"I told you, you\'re going to pay for waking me up. And I plan to hold to my word.\"

\"Ever the bloody noble Gryffindor, never able to break his promises, yet able to make me suffer as a Slytherin would.\" Draco smirked, still held fast to the bed and not able- or willing- to do anything about it.

\"Right, then. I think it\'s time for that punishment.\"

\"Oh? What will it be today?\" Draco drawled as Harry slowly unbuttoned his shirt, making sure to tease Draco with it.

\"I want you\" Harry said, at the last few buttons.

\"to give me\" the shirt was gone and forgotten.

\"the best head\" he started to unbuckle his belt.

\"I\" the belt was gone and forgotten.

\"have ever\" the pants were gone and forgotten.

\"had.\" Harry was naked. And Draco reveled in the sight. Hard days of Quidditch had taken their toll. His skin was golden and tight, his chest abdombdomen lightly sculpted under the glorious skin. Harry moved onto the bed and leaned against the headboard, covered in pillows of black silk to match the bedding, legs spread in front of him.

Draco looked at him hungrily, his own erection straining against his trousers.

\"Take off your shirt, Draco. I want to see more of you.\" Draco did so, revealing his pale, smooth chest and abs. Draco started to go for his belt, but Harry stopped him. \"Not yet, love. Soon. Now I want to feel you on me.\" Draco bit his lip, wanting so much to relieve himself, but knowing his time would come soon. His eyes trailed from Harry\'s deep, wondrous eyes across his chest and down to his eager and waiting penis.

\'Candlelight really suits you, my Glowing Golden Boy\' Draco thought to himself.
Draco\'s hands snaked lightly over the inside of Harry\'s thighs and came to rest on his hips. He stared at Harry\'s fully erect cock, slowly leaking um, um, and licked his lips.
Draco\'s soft, wet lips pressed against the tip of Harry\'s shaft. Draco slipped out his tongue and swirled it over the Harry\'s head, then stroked the underside of Harry\'s length. The green eyed boy moaned in reply.

\"Oh, god, Draco. More.\" Harry\'s hands tangled themselves in Draco\'s hair as he felt his length engulfed in wet heat. The wonders of Draco\'s tongue were sending Harry\'s consciousness further and further into oblivion, bit by bit. Draco\'s hands gripped Harry\'s hips tightly as he increased his pace. To Harry, the room was swirling around him in an orgy of light and darkness and pleasure, all propelled by Draco\'s talented mouth. \"Draco, uh, I\'m…\" Harry gasped. \"God, I--\" He cut himself off by biting his lip, but he couldn\'t hold back the groan that escaped as Draco swallowed every last drop of his come.

Draco knelt beside Harry, kissing him sideways, and quickly removed his trousers, as the Gryffindor lay incapacitated from the aftershock. He caressed the roof of Harry\'s mouth with his tongue, sending shivers down Harry\'s spine and very successfully keeping him from noticing Draco snatch a bottle of oil.

He oiled his already rock-hard cock and lifted Harry\'s legs. Harry broke the kiss. \"Draco, what\'re you do-ah!\" he gasped as he felt two slick fingers enter him.

\"I\'m preparing, you, love.\" He thrust a third finger into Harry, stretching and stroking him. \"My punishment is over.\" Draco drawled, grinning evilly. \"Now,\" he said, putting Harry\'s legs over his shoulders so he would be able to see his face, \"it\'s my turn.\"

Draco swiftly thrust into Harry, grasping his shoulders.

\'God, Harry… so tight… as always\' he thought.

Draco reveled in the control he had while he fucked Harry. He loved to watch Harry\'s face contort with the brief pain, then immense pleasure that he caused him to experience. He aimed for Harry\'s prostate just so he could hear him moan and see his face twist. Each thrust became harder and faster, and Draco hit Harry\'s prostate again and again. He could feel his balls tighten and he pounded hard into Harry as he came, giving one last thrust for Harry to catch up with his orgasm. Harry came with a scream that would have woken the whole castle had it not been for the last-second silence charm he had put on the room.

Draco apseapsed at his lover\'s side, panting heavily, and grinned.

\"You should punish me more often.\"

\"Mm-hmm.\" Harry parted his swollen, red lips for Draco\'s kiss.

Ron jolted up in bed, panting, cold, and wet. Very wet.

\"FUCK. NOT AGAIN!!!\"






A/N: There\'s the second chapter! Hope you enjoyed it! Remember: feedback is our friend. ^.^; *knows that was corny, tries to forget it…* Thanks!
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~slashwolf