Some Things Never Change...Others Do

A/N: I deeply, deeply apologise for being so insanely long with posting this chapter. I was so into writing this fic last summer, but then I got to this chappie & just couldn't bring myself to finish it, so I went on a bit of a hiatus. But here it is, finished for you, my readers. I must say, though, I don't care for the pervy bit in this chappie. It's not really my style, but whatever. The rest of the chap is ok, so here you go. Enjoy! R & R please.


The rest of the day passed fairly uneventfully for Harry Potter. He managed to avoid any more confrontations and questioning from his friends, which was good because he didn’t like fighting with them. It was always upsetting, not to mention annoying. They were both avoiding the Malfoy subject in front of Harry anyway, because they didn’t want to get yelled at any more than Harry wanted to yell at them.

Harry and Ron spent most of their evening playing game after game of Exploding Snap and Wizards Chess. Hermione spent most of her evening studying, and trying to get her friends to study as well. She was somewhat successful, as she did manage to convince them to do a little bit of homework before bed.


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Harry awoke before breakfast the following morning. He rolled onto his back and stretched, and felt something under his head on his pillow. His forehead wrinkled with confusion and he sat up and looked at his pillow. Lying there he saw a folded piece of parchment with a red ribbon tied around it. Harry found this odd, and wondered how the parchment got there, and who it was from. He reached out and picked up the parchment, turning it over to see his name written on the side of it, as well as the words “read at breakfast.” He raised an eyebrow and started to pull the bow out of the ribbon when his bedcurtains were flung open. Harry quickly hid the parchment behind his back and turned to see Ron looking in at him.

“Breakfast, mate!” Ron said with a grin. Harry nodded, hid the parchment under his pillow, and climbed out of bed. After they got dressed, Harry grabbed the parchment and stuck it in his back pocket. The two of them went to the commonroom and met up with Hermione, then the three of them headed to the Great Hall for breakfast.

They entered the Great Hall to find it half empty. This didn’t shock the trio, as it was Sunday, and many students usually slept through breakfast on Sundays. They took their seats at the Gryffindor table, and began to pile their plates high with food that had already appeared on the table. Ron and Harry talked very little during breakfast, as neither of them wanted the conversation to drift back to Draco Malfoy, and they both knew this was a subject close to the surface. Hermione, meanwhile, was studying while she ate.

It wasn’t long before Hermione began trying to convince Ron to study with her. Ron refused and the two began to argue, quietly yet heatedly. Harry saw this as the perfect chance to read the parchment he’d found on his pillow when he awoke that morning. He pulled the parchment out of his pocket and unfolded it quietly, holding it below the table so his friends wouldn't see. He cast Ron and Hermione a glance to make sure they weren’t watching him, but the two were still arguing and didn’t even notice their friend. Harry turned his attention back to the parchment in his hand and began to read.

                           Harry,
               I really enjoyed yesterday. I wanted to tell you I’ve found the perfect place 
               for us to go together. Meet me in the entrance hall at 9pm sharp, and bring 
               your invisibility cloak. Love you!
                                              Draco 

               P.S. Look up at me. 

Harry’s heart skipped a beat when he read the letter he was holding, and a faint blush began to creep across his face. He looked up from the parchment and glanced across the Great Hall to find Draco, who was sitting by himself at the Slytherin table. His friends had obviously all decided to lie in that morning. The blonde had apparently been watching him the entire time, and they locked eyes. Harry blushed even harder and smirked across the room at his new lover. Draco mouthed the words “nine o’clock” and Harry nodded discreetly. Draco licked his lips and gave Harry a very seductive look. Harry’s eyes grew wide as he felt his cock stiffen under the table. He blushed a deep shade of red. Draco smirked, knowing what his look had done to Harry, then went back to his breakfast.

Harry shifted his gaze back to his friends, who had stopped arguing and were now both staring at him. “What?” Harry asked, attempting to look innocent.

“What are you blushing about, Harry?” Ron asked with an incredulous look on his face. “And what were you looking at?”

“Nothing,” Harry mumbled and began eating his breakfast. Hermione looked at him for a long moment, then went back to her breakfast and studying.


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Harry’s erection was gone by the time he finished his breakfast, and he was able to walk out of the Great Hall without anyone being any the wiser. Except for Draco, of course.

The three spent their morning outside, swimming in the lake and lying in the grass. After lunch, Hermione convinced the other two to spend their afternoon working on a particularly difficult essay that Snape had assigned to them on Friday. It was almost 5:45 when they finally finished their homework.

“Damn, that was the worst bloody essay we’ve ever had to do!” Ron exclaimed, then turned to Harry. “And now it’s almost dinnertime!”

Harry glanced at the clock above the fireplace. “Wow, it is! No wonder I feel so hungry. Let’s go!”

The trio set off for the Great Hall for dinner. The room was already full when they got there, and the food had already appeared on the tables. The three sat at the Gryffindor table and piled their plates high. Ron’s plate was twice as full as the others’, of course.

Harry tried to keep his attention on his friends and ignore the sexy blonde boy sitting across the Great Hall at the Slytherin table, but he couldn’t help but sneak glances at Draco all through dinner. His friends didn’t seem to notice, but Draco certainly did.

Ron and Hermione managed to make it though dinner without arguing. The two of them were unusually quiet. Harry hated when his friends argued, but the silence was worse. At least an argument would’ve distracted him from his thoughts of Draco and what the blonde boy had planned for that night.

After dinner, Ron and Hermione’s silence lifted, and the two chatted the entire way back to the Gryffindor commonroom, leaving Harry trailing behind them lost in his thoughts. The three entered the commonroom and sat at their favourite spot, on the sofas beside the fireplace.

“Hey Harry, d’you wanna play a game of wizard’s chess?” Ron asked.

Harry glanced quickly at the clock. “Sure,” he responded when he saw he had plenty of time before he had to meet Draco.

The two moved to a table by the wall and played a very action-packed game of chess while Hermione read quietly on the sofa. Ron won the game easily, and managed to convince Harry to play another round, which he also won. Harry sighed and sat back in his chair while Ron gloated silently. Harry watched his friend’s odd subtle victory dance with slight amusement until his glance shifted to the clock on the mantle. ”Shit!” he thought, when he saw that it was only five minutes till nine. He jumped out of his chair and dashed up the stairs to the dorm room he shared with the other sixth year boys, leaving Ron staring after him, stunned. Harry grabbed his cloak out of his trunk and raced back down the stairs.

“Harry, where’re you going?” Ron asked as Harry ran full-speed through the Gryffindor commonroom.

“I’ll be back later! Don’t wait up!” Harry called over his shoulder as he climbed through the portrait hole and proceeded to run down the hallway.

Harry ran as fast as he could towards the entrance hall, hoping he would make it there before nine. He skidded to a halt before Draco, who was already there waiting for him.

“You’re late,” Draco said with a smirk as he took the invisibility cloak from Harry and draped it over the two of them, moving as close to Harry as he could so their feet wouldn't show. “Let’s go,” he whispered in Harry’s ear, sending shivers down the dark haired boy’s spine.

Harry let Draco lead him up the stairs to the place he’d found. He was beginning to wonder if they were going to walk through the castle all night when Draco stopped suddenly, causing Harry to crash into him. The two almost fell over, but Draco managed to catch them before they hit the floor. They started laughing, trying hard to keep their laughter quiet so they wouldn’t get caught out after curfew.

When their laughter finally died down, Draco pushed the invisibility cloak to the floor, motioning for Harry to stay where he was. The blonde boy paced quietly in front of the door three times, mumbling to himself. Harry picked up his cloak and watched with interest, and raised an eyebrow when a door appeared directly across the corridor from where he was standing.

Draco stopped pacing, took Harry’s hand, and led him through the door. They stepped into a room that was slightly smaller than the dorms they’d slept in for the past five years but was by far less furnished. There was a sofa beside a big fireplace, a bureau with a small jar sitting on top of it, a small table with two chairs, and a big bed against the far wall. There were burning candles on every available surface, and a fire was blazing in the fireplace. Harry glanced around the room, then looked at Draco curiously.

“It’s called the Room of Requirement,” Draco explained. “You walk past the wall three times thinking about what you need the room for, and it turns into whatever you need. It’s unplottable, so no one will be able to find us.”

A grin spread across Harry’s face. “Brilliant! We could stay here all night, and maybe – “ he was cut off when Draco took his face in his hands and pressed his lips to Harry’s. Harry closed his eyes and melted into the kiss. Draco kissed him deeply for a brief moment before pulling away and leaving Harry craving more.

Draco sauntered over to the bed, then turned and gave Harry a seductive look. Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco as the blonde boy sat on the bed and leaned back on his elbows, the two never breaking eye contact. “Well, are you just going to stand there and look at me all night, or are you going to come over here and enjoy this?” Draco inquired.

Harry didn’t waste any time making his way over to Draco. He crawled onto the bed and kneeled beside Draco, who looked at him expectantly. Harry smiled and gently pushed the blonde boy onto his back and leaned over him, lightly brushing his lips against Draco’s. Draco leaned into the kiss, pressing his body against Harry’s. Harry’s lips left Draco’s and trailed kisses along his jaw. Draco let out a soft moan when Harry bit his earlobe, then licked it to ease the pain. Harry attached his mouth to Draco’s neck, sucking kissing and nipping, while he let his hands wander over the blonde boy’s body. Draco writhed under Harry’s touch, moaning when sensitive parts of his body were touched.

Harry gave Draco’s neck one last bite, then sat back and licked his lips. Draco gazed at Harry with lust filled eyes. “Why’re you stopping?” he asked.

Harry smiled mischievously and pulled Draco’s shirt off over his head, then continued showing the other boy attention. He kissed and licked his way down Draco’s chest, unfastening his trousers. He ghosted his lips across Draco’s stomach, then sat back and pulled the boy’s trousers and boxers off slowly. Draco gasped when the cold air touched his bare erection. Harry grinned at Draco’s reaction, then climbed off the bed and pulled his own shirt off, tossing it aside. He made a show of unfastening and removing his trousers, when he saw Draco was watching him. Harry hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and looked up at Draco who smirked and raised an eyebrow. Harry smiled and slowly pulled down his boxers and crawled back onto the bed, climbing on top of his boyfriend and kissing him again.

Draco thrust his hips forward against Harry’s thigh, showing the other boy his need. Harry smiled against Draco’s mouth, breaking the kiss, then made his way down the blonde boy’s body, leaving behind a trail of kisses. Harry paused to lick and bite his nipple, causing Draco to gasp, before continuing on his way downward.

Harry stopped licking and kissing when he reached his destination and took a deep breath. He’d never done this before and was nervous, but he didn’t want Draco to pick up on his unease. Harry licked his lips, then licked from the back of Draco’s balls to the tip of his cock in one lick before wrapping his mouth around Draco’s prick and sliding down over it, sucking hard and causing the blonde boy to moan loudly. Harry repeated his actions and was rewarded with a gasp, followed by another moan as Draco tangled his hands in his lover’s hair.

Harry continued his ministrations on Draco’s cock for another moment before he pulled away. Draco let out a disappointed sound. “Why’re you stopping?” he whined as he watched Harry climb off of the bed, walk over to the bureau, and pick up the small jar.

Harry turned back to Draco and smiled as he walked back to the bed and climbed on, settling himself between Draco’s knees. He set the jar down on the bed beside him and gently nudged Draco’s thighs apart. Draco obliged and spread his legs. Harry unscrewed the jar and dipped his fingers into the lubricant inside before replacing the lid and turning his attention back to Draco. He reached out and ran a slick finger over Draco’s entrance, causing the other boy’s breath to hitch, and his muscles to tense. Harry smirked and repeated his actions before sliding his finger inside Draco’s body. Draco cried out at the intrusion, but quickly adjusted to the feeling before Harry added another finger, and then a third, and began to slide them in and out of Draco’s body. When Draco began to moan and grind against Harry’s hand, craving more of the dark haired boy’s touch, Harry removed his fingers. Draco whimpered at the loss of contact, but Harry just smirked at him as he sat back and scooped some more lube from the jar, rubbed it all over his leaking cock.

Draco watched Harry from between his knees with anticipation and nervousness written all over his face. He spread his legs wider and lifted his arse up a bit when he saw Harry glance at him. Harry felt his heart skip a beat as he gazed at the tantalizing boy lying so open before him. He tossed the jar aside and settled himself between Draco’s thighs, leaning over the blonde so their faces were inches apart. He placed the tip of his cock against Draco’s entrance, causing the other boy’s breath to quicken. Being as gentle as he could, he buried himself inside his lover in one long slow stroke. Draco didn’t cry out, but his face contorted in pain and Harry saw a single tear slip from his eye. Holding perfectly still inside him so as not to cause more discomfort, he leaned down & kissed Draco, sucking gently on his bottom lip and trying to distract him from the pain. Draco was passive at first, but slowly began to kiss back as pain was replaced by pleasure.

Harry broke then kiss when he felt Draco begin to shift beneath him. He pulled out halfway, then slowly sunk back in. Draco moaned and grasped Harry’s shoulders, digging his nails in slightly. Realising Draco was no longer in pain, Harry repeated his actions, though not so slowly. Draco moaned again, and Harry begain to thrust harder and deeper. He change the angle of his thrusts slightly and hit a spot that made Draco cry out "Ohmygoddothatagain!" Harry smirked slightly to himself at the reaction he got, and thrust in at the same angle, but a little deeper. Draco cried out again and dug his nails deep into Harry's shoulders.

"I love you, Draco," Harry said before pressing his lips softly to Draco's as he continued thrusting into the beautiful boy beneath him. It wasn't long before Draco broke the kiss and moaned as he spilled his seed all over his belly. Harry could feel Draco's body convulsing around him and under him and everywhere and it was more than he could take. With one final thrust he came deep within his lover.

Panting, he collapsed on top of Draco. Draco sighed contentedly, then captured his mouth and kissed him deeply. After what felt like an eternity, Harry broke the kiss and pulled out of Draco's body. He rolled off his lover and snuggled against him. "If only this night could last forever," Harry whispered. Not a moment passed before the two fell fast asleep in each others arms.


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Harry awoke suddenly, his eyes flying open and darting around the room. "...Where am I?" Harry thought. "This isn't my dorm room. My dorm room isn't this dark. It's so dark in here. Why is it so dark in here?" He shifted slightly in the bed and felt someone there. "Who the fuck is--" He broke off.

"Oh SHIT. Draco, oh shit oh shit OH SHIT, wake up!! Oh my god, how long have we been asleep? Where's my watch? Where're my PANTS??" Harry sputtered frantically.

"Hmm?" Draco said sleepily, barely waking up.

Harry leaned over his lover's face. "My pants Draco, how long have we been asleep oh my GOD!"

Draco sat bolt upright in bed, then quickly fell back down onto the pillow, clutching his head in pain as Harry fell off the bed from the impact of Draco's head smashing into his. "Son of a BITCH, Draco, what the hell OWWWW!!" He wailed from the floor. "Oh, here're my pants!" Harry stood up and put his boxers on. "Draco, get up, we've got to get back to our dorms before someone realises we've been gone so long!"

"Oh shit how long were we asleep??" Draco said frantically as he jumped out of bed and began rummaging blindly on the floor of the dark room looking for his own underpants. He found his wand haphazardly sticking out from under the bed, picked it up and said "Lumos."

Harry briefly shielded his eyes from the bright light emanating from the tip of Draco's wand, took a step backwards and heard a loud CRUNCH. He jerked his foot back in pain, then looked down to find his watch lying broken on the floor. "Dammit." He said. "I loved that watch." He looked at the broken face of his watch, which still said the time it had been the second he stepped on it. "DRACO!" He said loudly. "It's after midnight!"

Harry joined Draco on the floor, each boy scrambling to find his own clothes. They dressed as quickly as they could, threw the invisibility cloak over themselves, and bolted out the door. They parted ways and each headed to their separate commonrooms, each still running full-sprint.

Harry didn't stop running until he reached the fat lady's portrait. "Troll gonads," he whispered. The fat lady snored loudly, but swung forward to allow him access to the Gryffindor commonroom. He stumbled through the doorway, then pulled off his invisibility cloak and leaned against the wall, still panting quite loudly.

"I was wondering when you'd get back," Hermione said from the wing-backed chair by the fire.

A/N again: I'm so sorry for the ending. And I promise I won't take as long to write the next chappie as I did this one LOL!