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A/N: Okay, so just a little note before you read this chapter. You will notice that I switch from first person to third person here. I truly hope you won't get annoyed because of it. It was something I had to do because of later. It will, however, return back to first person after this chapter. Thanks, and I hope you will enjoy! :)

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He helped me onto the bed, when we Apparated into our room. I slowly leaned back, closing my eyes, hoping to ease my dizziness. I felt the bed dip a little and knew Malfoy had sat down. I could feel my heart start to thump rapidly, causing me to become even more baffled.

“You still dizzy?” he inquired.

“I thinks it’s starting to fade,” I answered, slowly opening my eyes, staring at the ceiling. I waited a few more minutes, before shifting my eyes over to him.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, nervously chewing on his lower lip, staring at the wall in front of him. He looked so adorable sitting there. Sweet Merlin, what the hell is wrong with me? Am I actually dreaming again? I quickly pinched myself and yelped in pain. Damn it.

“What happened?” Malfoy frantically asked, as he quickly turned toward me.

“I just bloody pinched myself,” I replied, suddenly laughing. I don’t even know why I started laughing, either, but I was glad for it. It was able to bring me back to a more comfortable place now.

Malfoy furrowed his eyebrows, shaking his head in confusion. “Um, why?”

I shrugged, before staring up at the ceiling once more. I felt the bed move again and knew Malfoy had stood up. I heard him walk toward his own bed, hearing it squeak when he sat down. I turned my head in his direction, noticing his hands covering his face, with his head lowered slightly between his legs. He looked like he was lost in thought about something.

He suddenly cleared his throat, before removing his hands from his face and sitting up straight. He turned toward me, clearing his throat again, before standing up. “I need to get out of here,” he finally said. “You’ll be fine, right?”

“Malfoy, I really don’t think it’s safe for you to go out there without me,” I explained.

“Well, protector of mine, I don’t think you have much of a choice,” he smirked, moving toward the door. “I just need to clear my head. I’ll be back soon.”

“Fine,” I gave in. It truly wasn’t worth arguing about, knowing he would go in the end, anyway. He was just as stubborn as I was, probably even more so. And I was honestly too weak to even try to argue with him about it. “But wherever you go, send me a message, so I know where you are. Just in case,” I added.

“Yes, mum,” he mocked, before leaving.

I closed my eyes and sighed, suddenly feeling very alone. I never realized how much I enjoyed his company, until now. Bloody hell. I actually missed Malfoy.

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“Bloody hell,” he softly cursed, downing another shot he had ordered.

He was so confused that he couldn’t even think straight. Of course, he thought straight, which just made it even worse. There was no way Potter would ever see him as anything more. Although, that wasn’t the only reason he wouldn’t. They’ve been enemies for as long as he could remember. But things have changed now. They were starting to become…well, okay, not friends, but possible acquaintances?

He ordered another shot, gazing down at the counter, as thoughts continued to plague his mind. He knew he was in trouble. Anyone else, he would just go for it, but with him it was different. He could actually hear the scream of rejection come from the man’s mouth, followed quickly with laughter. Yeah, he was definitely in trouble.

“Well, as I sit and breathe,” a voice softly spoke up, causing Draco to turn to his side.

His jaw dropped, as he stared incredulously at the man sitting beside him. “Holy shit,” he whispered.

The man smirked at Draco, before grabbing his drink from the bartender. He turned back around, chuckling a bit, at the sight of his friend’s shocked expression. “I honestly never thought I’d see you again,” he commented.

“They said you died,” Draco whispered. “They said-”

“All a ruse, my friend,” he smirked, toasting his glass in the air. He took a sip, before placing it on the counter and extending his hand out. “Bryan Zorin. Nice to meet you,” he introduced.

“Danny Mors,” Draco grinned, shaking his friend’s hand.

“They don’t stray far from initials, do they?” he jeered, causing Draco to slightly chuckle in return. “How long have you been here?”

“We just arrived today.”

“We?”

Draco nodded, “An Auror.”

“Ah,” he noted, taking another sip of his drink. “You haven’t testified yet, then?”

“They still need to work a few things out, before I take the stand.”

He nodded in understanding, before suddenly leaning in closer. “Merlin, I’ve missed you, Draco,” he whispered.

“I’ve missed you, too, Blaise,” Draco quietly responded. “I was devastated when I heard you died.”

“I wanted to call you and tell you the truth,” Blaise sighed, “but they told me I couldn’t. They said I had to leave everything behind, and start all over again.”

“So, what did you do for them?”

“I testified against Nott,” he murmured.

“Fuck,” Draco gasped. “That was you?”

“Hence my sudden death,” Blaise finished.

Draco shook his head in amazement. He stared at his friend for a few more seconds, before a smile crept up on his face. “I still can’t believe you’re here.”

“Well believe it friend,” Blaise smiled, clapping his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “So where are you staying?”

Draco shook his head and frowned. “Sorry, Blaise, but-” he started to say.

Blaise quickly shook his head, raising his hand to stop him. “Say no more,” he interrupted. “I understand.”

The two clinked their glasses together, before finishing off their drinks. They silently stared at each other for a little while longer, before Blaise finally spoke. “So where’s your Auror? I’m surprised he let you come out by yourself.”

“Who says I’m by myself?” he smirked at his friend.

Blaise looked around the bar, searching for any incongruous people. He furrowed his eyebrows, glancing back at his friend. “You are, aren’t you?”

Draco just shrugged, before paying his tab and stepping off his barstool. Blaise stood up as well, staring at his friend. “You in any big hurry to get back?” he finally asked.

Draco glanced over at his friend and smirked, seeing his inquiring eyes. “Not really,” he answered.

Blaise nodded, as he again looked around the bar. “So, are you by yourself?” he hesitated, returning his attention back to his friend.

Draco only winked, causing Blaise to smile in response. “Thank Merlin,” he sighed, as he firmly grabbed Draco around the waist, quickly Disapparating them both.

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As soon as they popped into his flat, Blaise darted forward, capturing Draco’s lips with his own. He moved his hands down his friend’s sides, hearing him softly moan. He pushed him toward his bedroom, still clinging onto him tightly.

While they moved toward the bedroom, Draco slid his hands down to his friend’s trousers, as their tongues battled for dominance in each other’s mouths. He finally had them unbuttoned, when he was pushed onto the bed.

Blaise climbed on top of him, kissing and sucking his neck, while moving his hands underneath his shirt to feel his soft, smooth skin. He moaned again, as he pushed their hardened erections closer together. “Draco,” he gasped. “Fuck, I’ve missed you so much.”

“Mm, me too, Blaise,” Draco purred in his ear, grabbing at his friend’s shirt, a few seconds later, and pulling it off.

Blaise quickly sat up, licking his lips, as Draco pulled off his own shirt next. He softly moaned, while watching his friend strip, always getting aroused by that simple little action of his. He ran his hands over Draco’s sculpted chest, smiling, as he eagerly waited to see what the blonde’s next move was going to be.

Draco hurriedly pulled him down, groaning when their naked chests finally made contact. He nibbled on the man’s lips, while lowering his hands to Blaise’s trousers again. He began to tug them down, noticing Blaise’s help by trying to wriggle out of them. Of course, him wriggling around only caused him to become more excited, needing his touch even more now.

Blaise softly began kissing Draco’s chest, slowly making his way lower, aware of the man’s need. He fiddled with the zipper on Draco’s trousers, before finally releasing his friend’s bulging cock from its captivity. He moved in closer, taking the throbbing member into his mouth.

Draco gasped, feeling the warm, wet chamber close tenderly around his cock. He bucked a little, when Blaise flicked his tongue over his slit, before taking more of him in and sucking harder.

“Fuck,” Draco screamed out, tightly gripping the sheets into his fists. “Blaise, holy shit,” he continued to yell. “Shit, I’m gonna…I’m gonna-”

“Turn over,” Blaise softly commanded, after pulling away from his engorged penis, hearing the man groan in frustration, since he no longer had his mouth wrapped around him.

He reached over and grabbed the jar of lubrication that sat on the table next to his bed. He quickly dipped his fingers into the jar, while watching Draco turn over and quickly remove the rest of his clothes. He licked his lips, as he stared at the beautiful naked body of his friend.

He moved lower, softly kissing Draco’s backside, before finally slipping a finger in his friend’s waiting entrance. He smiled, when he heard Draco gasp in excitement. He slowly pushed another finger in, and then another, preparing him for what was to come next.

“Oh just bloody fuck me already!” Draco snapped, a few seconds later.

Blaise snickered, as he put the lube on his hard cock, slowly moving toward Draco’s opening. He pushed a little inside, hearing Draco cry out. “Shit, Draco, you’re so fucking tight,” he hissed, as he slowly wriggled further inside, before finally thrusting within.

Draco clenched his teeth, while his friend continued to fuck him. His own cock was throbbing in pain, dripping with the beginning stages of his juices, as it craved the attention it so desperately needed.

As if reading his thoughts, Blaise quickly wrapped his hand around his friend’s cock, pumping it at the same speed of his thrusts.

“Oh shit,” Draco gasped. “Fucking…oh sweet…oh Merlin. Fuck, Blaise,” he spouted out. “Fuck, I need more of you. Give me more. Harder,” he demanded.

Blaise gave a deep thrust, causing Draco to suddenly cry out in pain. “Are you okay?” he worriedly asked, slowing down a bit.

“Don’t fucking stop,” Draco snarled, before closing his eyes, feeling his body about ready to climax, when his friend picked up his speed again, pushing harder.

“Shit. Draco…fuck. You’re so frigging tight. I can’t… I can’t hold on much longer. Oh fuck,” Blaise panted. “I can’t-”

Not wanting him to suffer anymore, Draco clenched around his friend’s cock, hearing him suddenly scream, as his seed spilled out. Feeling the warm juices coat the inside of his walls, Draco couldn’t take it anymore and released his own orgasm.

Both boys fell to the bed, Blaise still inside Draco, while they both tried to catch their breaths. After a few more minutes, Blaise rolled away from Draco, now lying beside him.

“Fuck,” Blaise sighed.

“Uh huh,” Draco incoherently replied, before turning to stare at his friend. “Have I mentioned how much I’ve missed you?” he smirked.

Blaise chuckled, while sweeping his friend’s hair away from his face, so he could look into his gray eyes. “It’s been a really long time, that’s for sure,” he recognized.

“Do you even remember the last time?”

Blaise pursed his lips, while he thought. “Two years?” he finally answered.

“Shit, are you serious?”

“Well, you and Andrew were together for a long time,” he began to recall. “Which, by the way, I’m a bit confused about, since I know you two were still together when I ‘died’ three months ago. So what happened to you guys?”

“I caught him in bed with another guy,” Draco whispered, feeling the tears start to form in his eyes. To this day, their breakup still really pained him. Sure he had been with others, but with Andrew, it was different. He was his first, and only, love.

“Fuck. Sorry mate,” Blaise said, noticing the desolation in his eyes. “I know how much you really loved him. Want me to go kick his arse for you?”

Draco slightly smiled at him, glad for a bit of comedic relief. “No,” he sadly replied, “but thanks for the offer.”

Blaise became furious with himself, as he listened to the sadness in his friend’s voice. He hated that he wasn’t able to comfort him during that time. “I wish I could’ve been there for you, Draco. I’m so sorry I wasn’t,” he began apologizing.

“I know,” Draco quietly answered, finally wiping his eyes free from the tears that threatened to fall. After a few silent minutes, he took a deep breath and then shook his head, grinning over at his friend. “Okay, no more talking about that,” he announced.

Blaise chuckled, nodding in agreement. “So then tell me. Are there any new prospects?”

Draco hesitated, before glancing up at the ceiling. “Not really,” he softly answered.

“Draco.”

He turned toward Blaise and frowned, seeing the unconvinced look on his friend’s face. He really was never able to hide anything from him. They’ve known each other practically their whole lives. “It’s nothing,” he lied.

“Draco Abraxas Malfoy, we’ve known each other for how long?” he sternly voiced. “Don’t fucking sit there and tell me it’s nothing. I know when you’re lying.”

To an outsider, their relationship was always very confusing. They just couldn’t understand why these two had never formed a stronger bond over the years. It’s not like they never considered the possibility, but when they finally sat down to discuss it, they immediately realized they had no real chemistry, except for when it came to shagging. And they weren’t cheaters by any means. Not once did they ever shag each other, while in a relationship with another.

“I think I’m in trouble, Blaise,” Draco softly began.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, there is this one guy that I think I’m starting to like. Alright…that I really already do like. A lot, actually,” he further explained, before running his hands through his hair in aggravation. “The worst part is that before tonight, there was never even an idea of him,” he continued. “But now I just can’t seem to get him out of my bloody head. I mean he’s constantly on my mind, Blaise. I can’t close my eyes without seeing his face,” he finished, still feeling frustrated.

“It sounds like you have it pretty bad for him,” Blaise realized.

“Yeah,” Draco quietly agreed. “Which is why I’m in trouble.”

“Why? Is he not that into you?” Blaise wondered.

“More like not into guys,” Draco grimaced.

“Fuck,” Blaise suddenly whispered, as he stared up at the ceiling, realizing the predicament his friend was in. “You really are in trouble.”

“Yeah,” Draco sighed, returning his attention to the ceiling once more. “Yeah,” he softly repeated.

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hieisdragoness18: Yeah, Harry definitely has some issues. But don't you fret. We'll learn more about Ginny and Harry soon. :)

paigeey07: haha Yes, poor Harry. I can be a cruel author at times. :)