Incurably Criminal

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Draco walked back to the school at a leisurely pace. He was sure that the stranger had been right, but he didn't know how to go about this. That had been the problem in the first place.

After coming back from break and seeing Harry, it had just hit him that he still didn't believe himself capable of loving anyone. Even though Lucy believed he could he still wasn't sure. Instead of opening up to Harry about his feelings, he had distanced himself, trying to push him away as far as he could.

When Harry hadn't gone and had instead had pursued him with even more fervor, it had annoyed Draco to no end. Why couldn't he just understand that he wasn't capable of having any kind of relationship with anyone? He just wanted to save Harry from the pain he knew he would cause.

He reached the front doors and went inside. He half-heartedly looked for Harry in the cafeteria and library. He knew where he would really be, but Draco wasn't quite ready to face the problem head on. After wandering around for an hour, he retreated to his room where he knew Harry would be.

He entered the room and, sure enough, Harry was sitting at his desk trying to finish his English paper. He glanced up quickly when Draco came in, but he then buried himself in the essay.

He'd been kind of worried since Draco had disappeared. Ron had told him that he'd confronted him. Harry had blown up at the oblivious Ron and holed up in his room, hoping Draco was okay and hadn't gone off the deep end.

Draco eyed Harry carefully and edged into the room. He went over to his side and changed into his pajamas, blue silk pajama pants and a white wife beater. Draco looked over at Harry again, who was engrossed in his homework. Harry was only pretending to do his work; he was really watching Draco's movements out of the corner of his eye.

Draco crawled on his bed and sat cross-legged. He pulled his chemistry book towards himself and proceeded to open it and began reading. He was having a lot of trouble concentrating though. His gaze kept being drawn to Harry. Instead of reading, Draco stared at the page and contemplated what the man in the bar had said, "Tell him." Draco sighed audibly, and Harry looked up from his essay.

Harry had spent a good deal of time thinking about what he wanted to do. Normally he would have already gotten Draco but this time was different. He didn't know how to go about it, and that fight last week had done nothing to improve their relations.

Harry gave up trying to write he paper and instead stared at Draco, wondering how long it would take him to notice. Draco felt a prickling on his neck as he stared unseeingly at the same page in his book he'd been on ten minutes ago. Finally he couldn't ignore it any longer and looked up.

Harry was staring at him concentrating. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Potter?" he drawled, reminding himself to be nice and not to start another row. Harry hesitated for half a second before responding.

"What is our problem, Draco?" Harry asked, surprising Draco. He hadn't expected that question.

"What's our problem?" Draco repeated. Harry nodded expectantly. Draco stopped and thought for a minute. "We're both stubborn," he said and Harry smiled slightly.

"And devilishly handsome, don't forget," Harry pointed out, and Draco couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Of course," Draco agreed and Harry's smile widened. Harry stood up from his chair and moved over to the foot of Draco's bed. Draco watched him as he went but didn't say anything.

"Do you think that's our problem?" Harry asked lightly. Draco frowned. He knew what his problem was. Draco didn't respond and Harry edged closer to him.

"Maybe," Draco said once Harry was only an arms length away.

"Do you think we could fix it?" Harry asked quietly. Draco eyed him carefully.

"Perhaps," he conceded.

Harry scooted closer. He reached out slowly and laid a hand on Draco's knee. Draco's eyes flickered to his hand for a second. He looked up and found himself staring directly into Harry's dazzling emerald green eyes.

"Okay?" he whispered. Draco hesitated for a second then nodded, yes.

Harry leaned in tentatively and brushed his lips against Draco's. Draco's eyes fluttered shut at the contact. Harry pulled back and watched Draco on tenterhooks, hoping he wasn't in for another explosion. Draco opened his eyes slowly and looked at Harry for just a moment before pulling him back to his lips in a forceful and possessive kiss.

Harry's eyes were widened in surprise, but he soon got over it and returned the force of the kiss. Draco's tongue slipped inside Harry's mouth, and Harry's tongue stud scraped his tongue and he groaned. Draco pulled Harry closer and deepened the kiss. Harry moaned quietly when Draco nibbled on his lower lip. Draco's hand weaved into Harry's thick, messy hair. Harry groaned and tried to push closer.

Draco readily accepted his closeness and slid a hand under his shirt. Harry's mouth continued its assault on Draco's tongue and lips. Their teeth clashed and tongues met in a fervid battle. Harry moaned as Draco's tongue performed naughty acts in his mouth. Harry couldn't get enough of Draco. He tasted of strawberries and chocolate.

Harry pulled out of the kiss, desperate for air. The one long kiss became a series of hot, passionate kisses. Harry lowered Draco down on the bad and climbed on top of him. He settled himself in between Draco's legs. Draco reached down and stripped off Harry's shirt and ran one of his pale hands over Harry's well-muscled chest. Harry groaned at his touch. Harry decided he would not be the only one without a shirt. He pulled off Draco's shirt and flung it on the floor.

Harry's hand wandered down to rest on Draco's hip. They were still involved in hot, needy kiss. Harry finally abandoned Draco's mouth for his neck. Draco tilted his head back and sighed in pleasure. Harry licked and sucked at the sensitive spot just below Draco's ear lobe.

Draco arched against Harry. Harry gasped as Draco's hard, erect cock brushed his. He groaned, trying to control himself. Draco smirked at Harry's predicament. Harry smiled slightly at Draco and kissed him again. Draco moaned against Harry's lips. Harry's hand pushed down Draco's silk pajama pants. Draco whimpered quietly as Harry's hand wrapped around his throbbing cock.

Harry stroked him gently, working up to a faster pace. He couldn't stand to stop kissing Draco; it was like tasting heaven. Draco groaned into Harry's mouth. Harry increased his stroking and Draco writhed under him. His other hand was wound into Draco's incredibly soft, blond hair. He pulled him closer to his mouth, his tongue still darting in and out of his mouth.

Harry's hand worked Draco's cock, stroking it roughly, working up to a frenzied pace. Draco groaned loudly as Harry fisted him faster. He grabbed the back of Harry's neck, dragging him into another kiss.

Draco gasped as he came suddenly and forcefully, shooting over Harry's hand. His vision was clouded over with white as his cry of release was muffled by Harry's mouth. Harry didn't seem to notice though, still kissing him fervidly. Harry finally pulled away from him and kissed his jawbone lightly. Draco closed his eyes momentarily, savoring the moment. When he opened them, Harry was watching him carefully. He smiled slightly at Harry and his face broke into a grin.

"Oh, good," Harry murmured and he kissed Draco again. He pulled away, but only slightly, so their lips were still barely touching.

"Mmm, what?" Draco asked quietly.

"I was afraid this was a one time thing," Harry whispered against Draco's lips. Draco's lips curled into a smile.

"Never. I want you, for more than just sex. I want... more," Draco said. He searched Harry's brilliant green eyes for recognition. Harry felt a huge wave of relief wash over him at Draco's words. He let out a relieved sigh and smirked at Draco.

"Me too," he replied, pulling Draco forward by his neck and kissing him one more time.

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A/N: T'is the end! Did you like the updated version? Personally, I think it's better ;) read on if you're interested in a sequel...