America Bound

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The next morning, Harry woke up with a splitting headache.

\"Oh,\" He groaned as he sat up clutching at his throbbing head. Draco smirked at him and slammed the closet door. Harry cried out and winced. Draco laughed cynically. Harry gave him a reproachful glare.

\"It\'s not funny, Draco,\" He growled. Draco smirked with increased malice.

\"Oh, I think it is, Potter.\" Draco stated simply. Harry\'s eyebrows furrowed.

\"Uh, what exactly happened last night?\" Harry asked, pleading he hadn\'t done anything stupid. Draco froze as he opened his closet. Harry watched him curiously. \"Draco?\' He asked cautiously. Draco stirred and sneered at him.

\"You got smashed off your ass, and you are actually quite funny when you\'re drunk.\"

\"What do mean...funny?\" Harry pushed. Draco smirked.

\"I think you\'ll remember soon enough,\" Draco said snidely. He picked up his towel and walked into the bathroom. Harry stared after him, thoroughly confused. He shook his head but quickly stopped because of the sharp increase in pain it caused.

Draco turned on the shower and reveled in the warmth of the water. He thought back to last night. God, Potter had been hot, delicious, fuckable, everything Draco wanted. Draco closed his eyes and his hand slithered down his wet stomach to clutch his aching member.

He thought of the way Harry had ground against him and his hand slid up and down on his straining cock. He moaned a little and increased the pace. He stroked faster and began panting as he reached his climax. White, hot, cum sprayed the shower wall. Draco cleaned it off with his wand and stepped out.

Safely wrapped in a towel he returned to the dorm. Harry was gone, which Draco was almost glad for. He dressed in silence and made his way to breakfast. He was hailed immediately by Trey, Shawn, and Genevieve. He sat down and pulled a plate of eggs and toast towards him.

Shawn was looking depressed. Draco looked around, there was no sign of Carson anywhere. He found this odd, considering he\'d been practically strangling Shawn the night before with his tongue. He was about to ask about it when Harry plopped down beside him.

\"You all better, buddy?\" Trey asked, smiling a wicked smile. Harry rolled his eyes, but couldn\'t help smiling as well.

\"I guess I went a little overboard,\" He said good-naturedly. Everyone at the table laughed.

\"Happens to the best of us,\" Trey said happily.

\"Only you would say that,\" Genvieve said. She turned to the rest of them. \"Third year he was plastered practically every weekend. He\'s lucky the nurse is so nice.\" Trey scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. She only raised her eyebrows in response. Harry laughed at him.

\"So, Harry, you remember anything from last night?\" Trey asked in interest. Harry shook his head sadly.

\"Not really, just lots of dancing and drinking.\" Trey laughed and even Shawn smiled.

\"You boys!\" Genevieve admonished.

\"Hey, you\'re not so perfect yourself, Ms. I Got Drunk and Danced Topless...Twice!\" Genevieve blushed appropriately. Draco snickered, and she turned a glare on him and he shut up quickly. Harry then laughed at Draco, and Draco glared at him.

\"How \'bout you, Draco? Have fun?\" Trey pushed, his eyed glittering mischievously. Draco eyed him suspiciously.

\"It was alright.\" He replied dryly. Harry frowned. What had Draco done last night? He remembered him leaving to chase some blond ass, but after that it all became fuzzy. \"What are you looking at, Potter?\" He asked his voice dripping with sarcasm. Harry jerked his head back. He hadn\'t realized he\'d been staring.

Draco didn\'t seem to mind though. He took the opportunity to scan Harry as well. Trey coughed, rather loudly, and exchanged a glance and a grin with Shawn. Genevieve rolled her eyes and excused herself from the table, muttering something about \'stupid, clueless, boys.\'

The boys spent the rest of the day relaxing in the warm fall sun. They soon had to return to the common room to do homework. They all brought their work down to the common room and sat around a table, talking more than doing homework.

At one point, Carson came in the door. He glanced at their table and slunk upstairs. Shawn scowled and didn\'t talk for several minutes. About an hour into studying there was a flash of light in the room. Nearly everyone jumped in shock. When the light dissipated Harry saw a letter flutter down on the table. He snatched it up quickly and tore it open.


Dear Harry,

Sorry it\'s been so long, but I\'ve been having so much fun! Even Ron admits that America isn\'t too bad. It seems he has become addicted to the tall double mocha frappaccino\'s from Starbucks. He is always hopped up on sugar. We have to make frequent trips because he insists it\'s not the same when I conjure it. I asked Alex about Trey and it is the same one I think. He says to tell him he misses him. What do you think of this holiday that\'s coming up? Thanksgiving is a traditional American holiday, celebrated to remember the Native Americans and the Pilgrims and the first meal they....


The rest of the letter digressed into an anomaly of American factoids. Harry rolled his eyes at the letter. He read it to the group and Trey had to laugh when Hermione explained the exact reason for Thanksgiving.

\"I don\'t even know that much, and we learn about it every year!\" He said indignantly.

\"So what happens on Thanksgiving?\" Draco asked. Shawn spoke up for once.

\"It\'s just a huge meal, with turkey, mashed potatoes, cranberries, stuffing, all that kind of stuff, oh, and pumpkin pie, yummy.\" Shawn grinned at the thought. \"And usually a bunch of guys get together and play football beforehand.\" Harry and Draco exchanged a confused look.

\"Football?\" Harry asked skeptically. Trey clapped a hand to his head.

\"Oh, I forgot! American football, even we wizards play it. No magic, just pure strength.\" Draco looked disgusted.

\"No magic?\" He asked scathingly. Trey grinned at him.

\"Nope,\" He said happily. Draco didn\'t look any happier. \"You probably wouldn\'t do well since your frame is so...thin, delicate, I don\'t know how to put it.\" Draco glared at him.

\"I could do it!\" He said adamantly. Harry snickered, and Draco turned to glare at him.

\"Sorry, Draco, but I\'ve seen American football, and it\'s not for guys like you.\"

\"Guys like me?\" He asked maliciously.

\"Yeah, you know, you\'re just too... you\'re just not the type.\" Harry couldn\'t find any way to describe what Draco was, plus football was vicious in his opinion, and he\'d prefer Draco not to get hurt. Draco scoffed but dropped the subject. He didn\'t really want to play American football. It didn\'t sound in any way fun, not without magic. If he had still been his old self, he would have challenged Harry and therefore been forced to play. He was glad he\'d changed a little since coming to America.

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Thanksgiving came and Shawn had been right. It was a humongous feast. Harry had never seen so much food. He was eager to try everything and Trey warned him to be careful. Draco was more cautious. He was not all that partial to American food, but he found the turkey to be passable.

The whole meal was a very enjoyable affair. Everyone talked and laughed. Shawn had opened up so much since the start of the year and Harry felt that they had a special connection, nothing romantic, just an understanding. After the meal, Everyone retreated to the common room to relax.

Harry bounced cheerfully onto the couch beside Shawn and grinned at him. Shawn laughed. Harry saw, out of the corner of his eye, Carson watching them.

\"Hey, Shawn,\" He said.

\"Hey, Harry, did you have fun tonight?\" Shawn asked, with a mischievous smile. Harry grinned widely at him.

\"This holiday is so wicked,\" He replied happily and Shawn laughed at him.

\"At least you\'re not drunk this time, so you might remember what happens,\" Shawn said. Harry cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.

\"What do you mean? What exactly did I do last time?\" Harry asked, a little pissed. Shawn shrugged unconvincingly.

\"Well, fine if you won\'t tell me, I\'m gonna ask you a question. What happened with Carson? Didn\'t you guys snog at the bar?\" Shawn scowled and looked away. He glanced over to where Carson sat, surrounded by his friends. He sighed and turned back to Harry.

\"He...\" Shawn rubbed the back of his neck, distractedly. \"He told me the next day that...that he was drunk, and it didn\'t mean anything,\" Shawn mumbled quietly. He shot a death glare at Carson, who was, unfortunately, not looking in his direction.

\"That\'s horrible!\" Harry exclaimed. Several people looked at him and he shrunk down in the chair. Carson had also glanced over at his outburst. Shawn huffed and rolled his eyes.

\"I don\'t care, he\'s an ass, and I don\'t want anything to do with him.\" He said venomously. Harry was slightly taken aback. He\'d never heard Shawn, sweet, nice, caring, cute, Shawn, speak with that much anger.

\"Shawn,\" Harry said placatingly, \"I think he might have been lying.\"

\"Why?\" Shawn asked angrily. Harry shrugged.

\"How\'m I s\'posed to know!? Why don\'t you ask him?\" Shawn scoffed and got up from his spot and disappeared into his dorm. Harry followed with him with his eyes, and he was not the only one.

Draco saw that Shawn had vacated his seat, so he jumped over the back of the couch, landing beside Harry. Harry was a little surprised the Draco had just vaulted a couch but didn\'t say anything.

\"Heya Drake,\" He said. Draco pulled face.

\"Do NOT call me Drake.\" He said forcefully and Harry smirked. \"What got Shawn all hot and bothered?\" He asked conversationally.

\"Oh, you know, oblivious guys, retarded popularity status, the usual.\" Draco nodded. \"Well, I\'m tired. I think it was the turkey, Hermione mentioned something about there being some weird thing in turkey that makes you tired...\" Draco grinned at how cute Harry was, although that\'s not what Harry thought. \"Uh...Anyway, I\'m gonna go to bed.\"

He got up and left the common room. Draco watched him go, contemplating. Trey snuck up behind him.

\"I\'d go after him if I were you,\" He said quietly, and Draco jumped nearly a foot off the couch. He looked behind him at Trey, who was grinning maniacally. \"He\'s not drunk this time,\" Trey added with a wink and presently vanished into the crowd.

Draco stared after him for a minute, then came to a decision. He walked across the common room and into his dorm. Harry was there, rummaging through one of the drawers, he looked up as Draco entered.

\"Decided to go to bed too?\" He asked. Draco stood in the doorway for a moment, then came all the way in and closed the door. He walked quietly around to his bed, only feet from Harry.

\"Harry?\" Draco said quietly. Harry glanced at him and waited for more, when nothing came he spoke.

\"What?\" He asked impatiently. Draco sneered, reverting back to old habits and Harry scoffed at him.

\"I can play football.\" Harry scrunched his eyebrows in confusion and Draco took the opportunity to tackle him. Harry shouted in surprise as he was thrown to the floor. He struggled against Draco to push him off.

\"Why did you do that!?\" He yelled as he wrestled to get up.

\"To prove I can,\" Draco said in a tone as if explaining that one and one makes two.

\"Get off me!\" Harry yelled, having Draco on top of him was too much to think about. Draco just smirked and pushed Harry forcefully by his shoulders on the floor. Harry started to laugh. He stopped fighting Draco and laughed riotously. Draco sat up, his legs straddling Harry and waited impatiently for him to stop.

When he finally did, he turned his head and looked directly into Draco\'s shining silver eyes. His breath caught in his throat as he stared into the beautiful grey eyes. He stared for what seemed like an eternity. Draco tentatively leaned down to Harry\'s lips and brushed them lightly with his own. He made to pull back, but a hand caught him around his neck and pulled him back.

This next kiss was much more demanding than the first. Draco nipped Harry\'s lower lip and ran his tongue over it as well. He sucked and licked skillfully. Harry moaned appreciatively and returned the kiss with the same amount of force. Draco\'s tongue explored the recesses of Harry\'s mouth slowly, savoring his taste, cinnamon and chocolate. Harry moaned as Draco continued his exploration.

Harry broke the kiss, and started it again. Tongues battled for dominance and Harry groaned as Draco once again got the upper hand. Draco\'s real hands, meanwhile, were slowly working themselves under Harry\'s shirt. Harry gasped as he felt the nimble fingers run over his well muscled stomach.

He could feel Draco\'s erection pressing into his own and it was almost enough for him to cum right there. Draco pressed his body closer to Harry and Harry gasped and moaned. Draco continued to kiss Harry as though it was the last thing he would ever do. Harry was panting when Draco finally broke the kiss, but he didn\'t have much time to regain air, as is mouth was again covered with Draco\'s skillful mouth and tongue.

Just then, the door was thrown open and Shawn came barging in. He stopped immediately when he saw Harry and Draco. His shock turned to an evil grin. Harry and Draco broke apart quickly and scrambled away from each other.

\"Shawn,\" Harry gasped, desperate for air. Shawn smiled evilly and snickered, his eyes shining with mirth.

\"Harry, I just wanted to know if you did the potions homework.\" Shawn tried to hide his laughing. Draco glared at him. Harry looked flustered.

\"Uh..Yeah..Hold on.\" He turned away from both of them and retrieved a paper from his desk. \"Here.\" He handed it to Shawn, who smirked and backed out of the room. Harry glanced at Draco, an uneasy look on his face and then left to take a shower, a very cold shower.


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A/N: I\'m leaving for a few days and I would LOVE to come back to some nice happy reviews, well they don\'t have to be happy, but i feel better when they are ^_^