How to Save a Life

The two boys quickly made their way to the Slytherin common room. Draco murmured the password and pulled Harry in after him. He nodded in acknowledgement to a few of his housemates but carried on towards his room without pause.

Once inside, Draco pushed the door closed behind them and, pointing his wand, whispered “Colloportus.”

Draco turned to look at Harry, who was standing in front of him, fingers twisting in his robes nervously. Draco closed the distance between them and placed a hand on Harry’s chin, tipping it up so he could look into the other boys green eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing really, it’s just...what will people think, us being in here alone with the door locked.”

Draco grinned and placed a hand on the other boys shoulder. “Relax, Harry; you’re in Slytherin now, not Gryffindor. There’s much worse than this goes on in here!”

Harry smiled, “Pansy said much the same when I was in her room.”

Draco shrugged, “Well, what can I tell you? We’re a house of deviants.”

Harry stepped closer to Draco, their chests touching lightly. “Lucky for me then,” he whispered.

Draco’s hand slid up from Harry’s shoulder, grazing against the sensitive flesh of his neck before slipping up further to tangle in his hair. “I thought that this would feel strange, you and me, but it doesn’t at all.”

Harry smiled at the blonde boy, “You’ve been thinking about kissing me?”

“Well, technically, you kissed me. But yes, I’ve thought about kissing you, a lot.” A rosy flush spread across Draco’s face with this admission.

Harry leaned closer to Draco’s face, “Good.” His lips met Draco’s in a brief tender kiss, before pulling back and smiling at the other boy again. “You look adorable when you’re embarrassed, you know?”

Draco stepped back from Harry, a look of mock outrage on his pale features. “Malfoy’s are not adorable, Potter,” he stated haughtily. “We are good looking and sexy, but never adorable.”

“Whatever you say, Dray!”

“Dray?” Draco questioned, eyebrow raised.

Harry shrugged, “It’s just something I’m trying out.”

In response, Draco wrapped his arms around the dark haired boy’s waist and pulled him in closer, their bodies flush against each other. “I like it.”

Harry looked up at Draco, an evil grin on his face. “Well, it’s definitely an improvement on Drakie!”

“If you ever call me that, Potter, there will be severe consequences.”

“Sounds like fun,” Harry replied, grinning wickedly.

“Kinky bugger, we’ll make a Slytherin of you yet.” Draco smirked.

Harry smiled softly at the blonde as he closed his eyes and leaned in to brush his lips against Draco’s. Draco’s eyelids fluttered shut as he tilted his head and lost himself in the gentle pressure of Harry’s lips pressed against his own.

Harry barely noticed as Draco began walking him backwards, only when the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed did he break the kiss and look at the blonde Slytherin, biting his lip nervously.

“What if one of your roommates comes in?” he whispered.

“Harry, relax. I’ve told you, this is Slytherin, no one will bat an eyelid.” Then, seeing that this did nothing to ease Harry’s tension, he tried again, “Nott isn’t here, he’s gone to St Mungos to see his mother, and taken Pansy with him. Blaise is off somewhere with Longbottom, probably doing what we should be doing now instead of talking.”

Harry grinned at this, “Impatient Draco?”

“Damn right I am,” the Slytherin growled before crashing his lips back down onto the Gryffindor’s. He placed his hands on Harry’s shoulders and gently pushed the other boy down on to the bed. Harry’s eyes widened in surprise as Draco straddled him, his knees resting either side of Harry’s hips, their groins pressed together.

Draco took hold of Harry’s arms and pinned them gently above his head before leaning down and placing a row of butterfly kisses along the dark haired boys jaw. Harry let out a soft groan before he could stop himself. Draco pressed his hips closer, smiling as this elicited a gasp from Harry when he felt Draco’s erection pressing against his own.

Harry’s hands snaked round Draco’s waist and he quickly tugged the blonde boy’s shirt free from his trousers. Sliding his hands under the fabric, Harry could feel the soft warmth of Draco’s skin against his fingertips.

Draco traced the tip of his tongue down the side of Harry’s neck, before flicking it out and licking the shell of his ear. He felt a small shiver run through the Gryffindor’s body,

“Do you like that, Harry?” he whispered, before gently nibbling at Harry’s earlobe.

Harry could only nod in response, his mind so overwhelmed by the sensations that were coursing through his body. Draco’s hands slid to the hem of Harry’s red jumper and began to tug it upwards, placing tiny kisses on the stretch of tanned skin it revealed. Harry shivered as Draco’s tongue swirled round his navel and he arched his back of the bed, easing the removal of his top.

Draco tossed Harry’s jumper to one side and turned his attention to the naked torso beneath him, lowering his lips to one pink nipple, slowly circling it with his tongue before sucking it between his lips.

Harry gasped as he felt Draco’s teeth graze his nipple, biting gently, before instinctively wrapping his legs around the blonde’s waist, pulling him in closer. Draco let out a soft moan at the increase in pressure against his erection and rocked his hips against Harry.

Harry’s hands scrambled at Draco’s shirt, desperate to remove it, to feel their naked flesh pressed against each other. Smirking at the other boy’s efforts, Draco sat back and began to slowly unbutton his shirt, aware of bright green eyes watching his every movement. Harry’s hands slid up onto Draco’s bare chest, his palms stroking against the smooth pale skin.

Draco took hold of one of Harry’s hands and raised it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss onto the palm. Noticing something, he slowly turned Harry’s arm and raised concerned silver eyes to meet the Gryffindor’s.

“Harry, what happened to your arm?”

‘Shit’ Harry cursed silently. He had gotten so carried away that he had forgotten all about the cuts on his arm when Draco removed his jumper. The last thing he wanted was for Draco to find out how weak he really was. Thinking quickly, he forced a smile onto his face and met the other boy’s gaze.

“It was Buckbeak.” Then seeing the other boys questioning look, he explained further. “Hagrid’s Hippogriff, I was helping feed him the other day and he caught my arm.” Harry held his breath as he finished speaking, praying that Draco would accept this and not pry further.

Draco raised Harry’s arm to his lips and pressed a row of kisses along the cuts, before turning his attention to Harry’s mouth. As Draco’s soft lips pressed against his own, Harry could have sworn he heard him mumble,

“Bloody Hippogriffs!”

Any guilt Harry may have felt about lying to Draco and using Hagrid as an excuse was soon gone as he felt Draco’s lips sucking gently at his throat. His legs wrapped again round the blondes waist, pulling him tight against him. Draco began to rock steadily against Harry, their erections pressed hard against each other.

Harry’s hands slid up into Draco’s hair, twisting the silky strands between his fingers as he pulled the blonde boys face down to his. He crashed his mouth onto Draco’s again, his tongue plunging between the blonde’s lips, probing the depths of his mouth.

Draco worked one hand in between their frotting bodies and began to tug at the zip on Harry’s trousers. Harry let out a small whimper at this and Draco felt him tense slightly.

“If you want me to stop, Harry, just say,” he gasped, praying that he would have the control to stop if that was what Harry wanted.

Green eyes looked back up at him, filled with desire. “I do want this, Dray, it’s just that I’ve never...” Harry tailed off here, blushing furiously.

“Had sex with a man before.” Draco finished for him.

“With anyone,” Harry whispered and Draco felt a tightening in his chest. He slowly withdrew his hand from Harry’s waistband and smiled down at the other boy.

“Don’t worry; we won’t do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”

Draco was amazed at his own gentleness and that he was willing to put Harry’s feelings before his own needs. He moved slowly against Harry again,

“Is this ok?”

Harry’s hips rose off the bed and ground against Draco’s erection, “More than ok and don’t you dare stop.” He felt Draco chuckle against his neck, the feel of his breath on the sensitive skin caused a shudder to run through Harry’s body.

Harry’s finger dug into the skin on Draco’s back as he arched off the bed to meet the blonde boy’s every thrust. After only a few more moments of the delicious friction, Harry was shouting Draco’s name as he came hard.

The feel of Harry’s shaking body was enough to set Draco off, and after another hard thrust against the Gryffindor, Draco too was shouting his orgasm, Harry’s name on his lips.

Draco collapsed down onto Harry’s chest and lay there for a few moments to catch his breath. Slowly he rolled off the dark haired boy and lay on his side, looking intently at Harry and traced circles on his chest with his finger tips.

Harry turned to smile at him, “That was amazing, Dray.”

Draco grinned in return, “You weren’t so bad yourself.” He leaned over and placed a light kiss on Harry’s mouth, just as the Gryffindor tried to stifle a yawn.

“You’re tired” he accused.

“I’m sorry; I didn’t get much sleep last night.” Draco took in the faint shadows under Harry’s eyes and gently traced them with his thumb.

“Nightmare?” he questioned.

Harry nodded his head slowly, his teeth worrying his bottom lip. Draco reached for his wand and cast a quick cleaning spell over them both, before reaching for the comforter and pulling it up over both of their bodies.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked, confused.

“Taking a nap,” Draco replied, as if it was the most obvious thing. Harry felt an arm slid round his waist and a warm body pressed up against his, lips ghosted over his own.

“Go to sleep Potter” Draco murmured, nestling into the Gryffindor, his own eyes drifting shut.

Harry couldn’t remember every feeling this safe or warm, so he closed his eyes, turned into Draco’s embrace and quickly fell into a dream free sleep.

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