Dear Harry

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The door creaked open slowly and Harry peered anxiously around the door, looking for a person. He didn\'t see anyone though. There was a loud squeak and something very small hurtled at Harry and hugged him tightly around the middle.

Harry looked down in shock and surprise. The figure was about 3 feet tall and on it\'s head it wore some knobbly hats Harry recognized as the one\'s Hermione had made in 5th year.

\"Dobby!?\" He gasped, as he was being squeezed tightly by the elf. Dobby stood back, grinning toothily at Harry.

\"Yes, sir. T\'is sir!\" He squeaked happily. Harry grinned incredulously at him.

\"What are you doing here?\" He asked in amazement.

\"I is working here, sir!\"

\"He pays you?\" Harry asked.

\"Yes, sir. Five galleons a week sir!\" Dobby bounced up and down on his feet in delight. \"But what is you doing here, Harry Potter, sir?\" Dobby asked, suddenly grave.

\"I just came to see Ma-Draco,\" Harry corrected himself quickly. Dobby frowned as though contemplating what to do. \"Can I?\" He asked.

The elf rocked back and forth on his heels, still thinking. Finally he nodded and led Harry into the house. Dobby took Harry to a living room.

\"I is going to get Master Draco,\" Dobby squeaked and vanished from the room. Harry glanced around the room. It was not lavishly furnished, as he\'d imagined. There were several paintings on the walls and no pictures of people. Harry sat down on the plush brown leather couch and waited.

He still didn\'t know what he was going to say. Hermione had been right in that he should talk to him. She had also been correct in asking where his personality had gone. He\'d worked so hard to lose the good-boy image and here it was, biting him in the ass again.

He knew what he should do, grab Draco and snog the hell out of him. Unfortunately that wasn\'t the only thing he needed to do. He was still a little confused on the whole \'I had a crush on you\' thing. Plus, he\'d said he still did.

Harry sighed and picked up a small figurine on the table beside to couch and turned it over in his hands nervously. The figurine was of a coiled cobra, waiting to strike. It\'s scales were bright green, it forcefully reminded Harry of the basilisk.

\"Potter,\" Came a drawling voice from the doorway. Harry started and nearly dropped the snake, but seeker reflexes allowed him to catch it before it hit the ground. He placed it back on the table and stood up to meet Draco. He was leaning casually on the doorframe and watching Harry closely. The expression on his face was inscrutable.

\"Hi, Malfoy,\" Harry said. Malfoy continued to watch Harry. Harry pushed himself off the couch and turned to face Draco head on. He took a deep breath, preparing himself and telling himself to stop being a pansy.

\"Well, Potter?\" Draco drawled quietly, his silver eyes now boring into Harry\'s skin. Harry snapped to himself and his eyes glinted in the light coming in through the window.

\"Malfoy, it was you,\" Harry stated. He mentally cursed him for how stupid he sounded. Of course it was Malfoy! Draco smirked and his grey eyes sparkled as they surveyed Harry.

\"Yes, Potter, I\'m glad you caught on so quickly.\" Harry\'s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at Draco. He was slightly confused by the events. This wasn\'t exactly how he\'d pictured this confrontation. He thought that maybe Malfoy would confesss his undying love for Harry.

Harry stopped himself on that thought. Wait a minute! This is Malfoy we\'re talking about. Since when has he ever shown any emotion!? He is--was--the Slytherin Ice Prince!

\"Malfoy, did you mean what you said?\" Harry asked, deciding not to beat around the bush. Draco just smirked at him, that oh-so-sexy smirk that had once easily melted Harry.

\"When?\" He asked slyly. Harry\'s expression turned into a scowl.

\"You know damn well when!\" Harry exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration. \"In the letters, you prick!\" Draco rolled his eyes and moved forward. Harry\'s eyed darted all over his face, searching for a clue, but not recieving any. Draco\'s face was as inscrutable as ever, part of his training as an Unspeakable.

\"I already told you, Harry,\" Harry took note of the use of his first name, \"that I meant every word. It\'s your choice whether or not you believe it.\" Harry watched as Draco stepped closer. \"Do you believe me?\" Draco asked quietly, coming within two feet of Harry.

\"I...I want to,\" Harry said. Draco nodded understandingly. He reached out and gently took hold of Harry\'s hand. Harry glanced down before he brought his gaze back to Draco\'s silver eyes. Draco inched ever closer, still holding Harry\'s hand. Harry watched him through unsure eyes.

Draco moved forward and Harry was sure he was going to kiss him, but instead Draco moved his lips to Harry\'s ear.

\"Let me prove it,\" He whispered, his hot breath tickling Harry\'s ear. Harry shuddered involuntarily, and Draco took Harry\'s earlobe between his teeth and gently tugged. He released it and licked the shell of Harry\'s ear. Harry closed his eyes, trying to concentrate.

He wanted Draco so badly, but was he ready to give in? Draco moved back and looked at Harry and Harry was almost positive he saw a flitting of worry behind the silver orbs.

\"Can I prove it?\" Draco asked quietly. Harry hesitated for a second, before his mouth curled into an adorable smile.

\"Yes.\"

Draco leaned in and kissed Harry. It was just a brush of the lips, but Draco then ran his tongue over Harry\'s lips and Harry parted them ever so slightly. Draco\'s tongue slipped inside and massaged Harry\'s tongue. Harry moaned and slid his hands around Draco\'s waist. Draco moved closer and Harry could feel his erection pressing into his thigh. He moaned in pleasure, and Draco pushed him onto the nearest couch.

Harry\'s shirt was ripped violently off him, and Draco attacked his nipples. Harry writhed and groaned as Draco\'s tongue swirled over his skin. Draco\'s hands found their way to his belt and zipper. His pants were torn off him in a frenzied motion. Draco\'s nimble fingers skimmed along Harry\'s body. Harry reached up and took off Draco\'s shirt and pants as well.

Draco ground into Harry, causing him to arch into him.

\"Draco!\" He cried out. Draco smirked at him.

\"Do you like that, Harry?\" He whispered roughly, kissing his neck.

\"God, yessss...\" Harry hissed as Draco nipped his neck and sucked greedily. Harry could feel Draco smirking against his skin. Draco took out his wand and muttered a few well chosen words. He pushed slowly into Harry. Harry yelped and panted as Draco pushed in further.

\"Ohhh, Draccccoooo,\" He moaned as Draco moved, hitting his sweet spot time after time. By the time they were done, both Draco and Harry were drenched in sweat. Draco pulled out of Harry and lay on top of him.

\"Do you believe me now, Harry?\"

\"Yes, Draco. I do.\"


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A/N: It is complete now and I aint changin\' it for anyone, not no way, not no how! Seriously, I would not have changed it if it didn\'t have truth to the statement. I write these for me, but occasionally I get tired and end them quickly, too quickly, so it\'s a good idea to go back and re-write once in awhile.

Let me know what you think! I did have lots of fun writing my version of lettered apologies!