In Love and War

This chapter is a little short so I\'ll try to update the next chapter soon. Reviews would be appreciated.
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CHAPTER FOUR : GETTING DRESSED

Draco Malfoy sighed happily as he slowly woke up to the early morning sun peeking through the window. He didn\'t really want to get up, knowing that there was a Gryffindorr sound asleep next to him. A raven haired Gryffindorr to be exact. He opened his eyes to see a peaceful Harry snuggled against him. Draco smiled before looking around Harry\'s room to see their uniforms scattered all over on the floor, memories of their passionate night running through his head. Last night was one of his favorite nights; filled with passionate, wild sex for the two lovers. Their legs were tangled in the sheets to prove it. Draco kissed Harry\'s forehead, touching his famous lighting bolt scar with his lips. Harry whimpered softly before snuggling into Draco more, if that was possible. Draco didn\'t want this to end, but he knew he had to get back to his dorm before he was missed.
Draco very slowly and carefully, got out of Harry\'s embrace, and put a pillow in his place, which Harry clung to immediately. Draco took the sheets from around his legs, and covered Harry up. Draco stood in the middle of the room, naked as the day he was born, looking for his clothes mixed in with Harry\'s. He found them all, including his white shirt that was missing most of it\'s buttons, thanks to Harry. He cast cleaning and mending spells, fixing all of his clothes, and got them folded nicely on the dresser. It never occurred to him that he had an audience. Harry had been awake since Draco gave him the pillow, and was watching Draco like a hawk. It was his favorite hobby in the morning to watch Draco get dressed. He loved watching Draco\'s naked body move around his room. Draco had certain way of dressing, and Harry had it down to a \" T \".
First, Draco took his newly crisp shirt, and slipped his arms into the sleeves before settling the shirt on his shoulders. For some reason he starts buttoning the buttons from the bottom. He buttoned his cuffs up, and looked over his white shirt making sure it was clean. Harry bit back a moan that was threatening to come out. There was just something about Draco standing in nothing but a white shirt. It made him so sexy. Next, were his boxers, something Harry got him on. Draco had preferred to where briefs, but with boxers, he had more room. So to speak. Draco grabbed his boxers, but he dropped them on the floor, and he bent down to pick them up. Harry mewled at the sight of Draco\'s ass peeking out under the shirt. He moved to make room for his slowly growing erection. Draco heard the shift of the sheets, and turned around, but Harry closed his eyes to make it look like was still sleeping.
Draco shrugged and turned around, pulling on his boxers. Next came his black trousers. He pulled them on, and carefully tucking his shirt in. He secured the belt, and grabbed his silver and green neck tie. Harry loved the way Draco tied his tie. His hands were so rough, yet gentle at the same time. Although, they were hardly gentle last night. Draco measured the tie at the right length, and gracefully tied it up. He pulled his collar over it, and reached for his sweater. Harry thought back to last night, and how they practically ripped each other\'s clothes off. They were both in desperate need to touch each other\'s skin. Harry wanted it rough last night, and Draco was more than willing to comply with Harry\'s wishes. Draco\'s hands were all over his body last night, holding him down before caressing him gently after they were finished. Harry was so busy daydreaming about last night that he didn\'t hear Draco cross the room and sit on the bed. \"How long have you been watching me?\"

\"Since you gave me the pillow,\" Harry replied. Draco smiled as he pulled his shoes on before moving up the bed to be eye level with Harry.

\"Are you sore?\" he asked.

\"Just a little.\" Draco slowly pulled the red cotton sheet with golden snitches back to view his lover\'s hips. He grimaced when he the purple and blue imprint of his own hand.

\"Ouch, I must\'ve grabbed you a little too hard last night, love,\" he said, \"I\'m sorry.\"

\"Don\'t be,\" Harry said, \"I enjoyed it.\" Draco chuckled as he leaned down, and place a soft kiss on the bruised hip.

\"I gotta go before I\'m missed.\"

\"I know.\" Draco stood up, and pulled on his sweater before draping his robe around him. He fastened it up, and stroked a pose for Harry.

\"How do I look?\" he asked.

\"Absolutely stunning,\" Harry said.

\"Why, thank you.\" Draco leaned down, and gave Harry a kiss before grabbing his bag. \"See ya later,\" he said before giving on last kiss to Harry. He walked to the door, but before walking out he turned back around. \"Oh, by the way, next time I get to watch you get dressed.\"

\"It\'s a deal.\" Draco winked at Harry before walking out of his room, and headed back to the dungeons.