Every One Wants Harry Potter Version 2

Chapter 5

Draco woke up to find Harry half slung over his chest, arms wrapped around his chest
around possessively. A tiny part of Draco’s mind was outraged at being treated like a
possession. The rest of Draco’s mind pounced on it screaming, “I KILL YOU! I KILL YOU
BITCH!” Draco smirked as he watched the slaughter.

Draco gently pried himself away from Harry, sliding over to the other side of the bed,
to watch him sleep.

Harry, half awake, realized he no longer had a warm solid mass beside him. He put his
hands out and searched for it, when his hands found the mark, Harry shuffled over,
rewrapping himself around it.

Draco smiled as he saw a pair of hands reach slowly towards him, Harry following close
behind. Draco threaded his hands through Harry’s hair slowly, surprised at how silky the
texture was. Draco laughed when he heard Harry start to purr.

Harry peered up at Draco with one eye, “What?” Draco just smiled and mussed up his hair
some. Harry sat up and straddled Draco’s thighs, “What?” he repeated. “Nothing…” Draco
said innocently, moving his hands to Harry’s hips. “Tell me!” Harry commanded. “Oh? And
what are you going to do about it if I don’t?” Draco asked smirking.

Harry smiled mischievously, then quickly grabbed Draco’s sides, tickling mercilessly.
Draco squealed and writhed under Harry’s ministrations, before yelling at the top of his
lungs, “UNCLE!”

Harry smirked, “So you’re gonna tell me?”

“No.” Draco said lifting the legs Harry was currently sitting on, forcing him to fall
forward. Draco caught Harry’s lips with his own, hand gripping Harry’s hip tightly,
flipping them over so he was on top, “I win.” He said smirking. Harry stuck out his
bottom lip and pouted adorably, muttering “Cheater” under his breath. Draco nipped at
Harry’s bottom lip, “You’re just a sore loser.”

“Yeah” Harry agreed, leaning up for a real kiss that Draco felt no reason to with-hold.
He pulled back and grimaced, “You have the worst morning breath.” Harry yanked him back
into the kiss mumbling, “Get over it.” Draco gave in and the kiss quickly turned heated.

He pulled back again, “We really need to take a shower and get clean. Lucky me, I have
my own, care to join me?” Harry nodded and flipped Draco off him easily and rolled off
the bed, heading for the only other door in the room, that lead to the bathroom, his
hips moving rhythmically all the way. The sight entranced Draco but he quickly shook
himself out of it and got up, following Harry.

Harry bent over to adjust the temperature of the water, when he felt someone stroking
his ass. Harry moaned and pushed back against the molesting hand, “Enjoying the view?”
Harry asked, turning the water, so it came out of the shower head, instead. (Oops, I
rhymed) “Of course, it’s not every day I see the Great-Harry-Potter bent over in front
of me.” Draco said squeezing lightly.

Harry mentally banged his head against the wall. ‘Why can’t he get over that?’ Harry
thought. ‘I can’t do this… I really like him, but I need to be positive that he doesn’t
want to sleep with me just because I’m Harry-Fucking-Potter’ Harry straightened out and
turned around smiling, “I don’t bend over for just anybody.” Harry confessed wrapping
his arm around Draco’s neck, pulling their chests together.

“I… will be right back.” Harry said, and then pressed his lips against Draco’s softly,
as his goodbye, then swiftly left the bathroom. Harry summoned a piece of parchment and
a quill, scrawling quickly:

Draco,

I don’t think I can go through with this, I need to be positive about something. I did
have a great time with you, but I can’t stay, I’m sorry.

Harry

Then he quickly grabbed his clothes and rushed out, leaving the note on the bed.

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