It's All Coming Back To Me Now
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It's All Coming Back To Me Now
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“ I’m not going.”
“Come on Harry please. It’s your ten-year reunion of Hogwarts. Why won’t you go?”
“Because I just don’t want to Hermi” Ha” Harry replied sitting on his couch and reading the Daily Prophet .
“Really, you should go mate. It can’t be that bad,” Ron replied holding his wife’s hand and looking down at Har
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Can’t be that bad . Those words rang in Harry’s ears over and over. He hadn’t realized that he had read the same sentence twenty times by now. But they wouldn’t understand. How coud they? No one knew the haunting memories that came from Hogwarts. Mainly Harry’s first y
Everyone had always thought that he and Malfoy had hated each other. And quite frankly they did. But there was something else. It was a different kind of heat. They hated with a passion . Literally. Harry remembered like it was yesterday. It had been his seventh year……
::Flashback::
“Now Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I would have expected you two to have settled this long ago. You are each seventeen and are both acting like children! Now that will be enough. You will each sort these potions for Professor Snape and categorize them.”
“But there are at least five hundred categories!” Malfoy protested. But Professor McGonagall just gave them a stern look which told them that she meant business and to get to work, before turning on her heel, to leave them to work.
Harry swore silently before heading over to the supply closet. He turned back.
“Are you coming?”
“No. I thought I would let you do all of the work and take credit for half,” Malfoy had replied inspecting his freshly pedicured nails closely. Harry just rolled his eyes.
“You don’t do the work, you don’t get credit Malfoy.”
“Is that so?” he asked dangerously.
“Yes,” Harry said firmly.
Malfoy finally sighed in frustration and boredom before sauntering over to the closet with Harry. Harry took out the list that Professor McGonagall had given him.
“All right let’s see… Couplus ” Harry muttered and splitting the list to make an exact copy.
“Alright. You take this half and I’ll take the other,” he said pointing to certain sections and handing the list to Malfoy, who snatched it out of his hand and looked down at it in disgust. Harry thought he heard the words Wait till...father…about this. He just groaned and turned to the other boy.
“Look Malfoy, I don’t want to do this either. And don’t think you’re above all of this because you are not. And I don’t give a damn about your father and neither does anyone else. So just shut up and get this over with so we can get on with our lives!”
“Oh touchy touchy Potter.”
Harry would have liked to be “touchy touchy” with Malfoy. Yes, it was true. He had fallen for the blonde haired beauty. He was not about to let the other boy know this. What would he do? Malfoy would probably tell the whole school and have him scarred for life.
Plus he knew Dra- Malfoy wouldn’t feel the same. It was just too confusing and wrong. A Potter and Malfoy had been sworn to hate since the time of their fathers in Hogwarts. And they had done a fine job of carrying on that hate…until a couple of years ago.
But Harry kept up the act, and still treated Malfoy like Malfoy treated him. He didn’t think that Malfoy knew about his obsession. For if he did the school would know and be staring and talking about him. Of course they did that anyway, so he wouldn’t have know either way. Oh well, to hell with it.
It was then that Harry picked up a bottle that had no label to categorize by. He turned it over on all sides and even shook it lightly to try and decipher what it was.
“What is this?” he asked out loud again turning it on all sides to get a look all around the phial.
“How should I know?” Malfoy asked before taking it and looking at it just as Harry had. He brought it to his nose and smelled the substance.
“It could be a love potion, judging by it’s color,” he added with a small shrug and handing it back to Harry who took it again and looked at it again.
“But a lot of potions could be red,” said Harry trying to get around the topic of ‘Love Potions’, which he knew were illegal. And the way those words had flowed off of Malfoy’s lips. And he was sure Malfoy was straight. He had always seen him around girls. A few guys went after him, but Harry had never actually seen Malfoy around many guys. But Malfoy just shrugged.
“Why don’t you taste it then?” Malfoy asked still reading through his list and still stacking phials. Harry chuckled.
“Yeah right Malfoy. Let’s say it was a love potion. Then the first person I’d see was you.”
“So?”
“What do you mean so? I couldn’t do that. And if you were ever to make me drink that I’d have to hex you really bad.”
At that Malfoy slowly lifted his eyes up to meet Harry’s. There were those eyes that Harry had grown to love. And they were staring deep into his soul. Harry could feel his heart beating faster. He knew he was blushing. Why did he always have to blush? Idiot!
Malfoy sat his list down and stood up and slowly walked toward Harry. Harry, not knowing what Malfoy was planning on, began to move backwards. But what always happens when someone is in this situation? You guessed r. Th. They meet a wall.
Harry could feel the stone against his back and knew he was trapped. Malfoy used his foot to close the door behind him, trapping them in the small closet. It was now almost completely dark except for one torch that was burning in the closet which left half of Malfoy in shadow and half in flame.
He was practically on Harry against the wall. He looked down into Harry’s eyes since he was just a bit taller and towered over Harry dangerously. So dangerous it gave Harry shivers jusr being near the other boy in this way.
“Is that a threat?” he asked seductively looking from Harry’s eyes to his lips and alternated his gaze back and forth. Harry could only stare at Malfoy’s lips which were oh so close to his. He could feel Malfoy’s breath on his lips which was doing wonders for his cock which now twitched slightly.
“I…I um..” he stuttered and mentally kicked himself for being so obvious in this situation. He felt Malfoy’s hand travel slowly down his chest until it came to his member before lightly pressing his hand against it and added just a bit of pressure making Harry gasp.
“You like that, don’t you Potter?” he smirked. Damn him. This was all a trick probably. But there was something in his eyes that told Harry that it wasn’t. Perhaps it was just that Harry hoped it had been real. There was no way to be certain.
There was a couple of minutes of silence in which neither one knew what to say. It appeared each was enjoying the situation they had gotten themselves into.
There was a knock on the closet door.
“Harry, are you in there?”
It was Hermione.
“Professor McGonagall said you could come out now. Are you in there?”
Harry went to answer saying that he had but the minute his mouth had parted Draco had slammed him into the wall and plunged his tongue into Harry’s mouth into a deep hungry kiss.
Harry stiffened for a moment before wrapping his arms around Draco’s back for more contact as he pushed into Draco’s hand.
“Harry? Harry!”
But her calls weren’t heard anymore. Not only because Draco had pulled his wand out of his pocket with his free hand and casted the silencing charm in between kisses, but even if he hadn’t, Harry couldn’t sense anything else at the moment. Draco replaced his wand and lightly held Harry by his waist while his other lightly massaged Harry’s member.
Harry moaned at the pressured pleasure and brought one of his arms around Draco’s neck tilting his own head to get more of a contact adding his tongue more, while the other arm remained on his back still.
Draco tilted his head as well as they battled for dominance with their tongues. Draco moaned pushing against Harry into the wall even more if that was even possible. Each boy wanted the other just as bad.
Malfoy didn’t know how long he had had his attraction, but he had it. And everyone knows that eventually a Malfoy gets what he wants.
Eventually they slowly pulled away though they were panting with need of lacked oxygen.
“Wow,” Harry panted as Draco leaned off of him a bit to give him more room to breathe.
“Yeah,” said Draco just as equally panting and grabbing at his aching chest. There were a few minutes of silence in which each caught their breath. It had appeared that Hermione had given up and left. They were still in almost complete darkness still, yet they liked it that way.
“Well, perhaps we better go. It’s curfew in fifteen minutes and you have a long walk up to Gryffindor Tower,” Draco whispered leaning in and lingering near Harry’s lips teasing both of them with the almost touching. They both looked longingly at the lips that touched but didn’t kiss. They heads lightly rolled just giving light contact between their mouths.
“Yeah. Perhaps you’re right,” Harry whispered. Draco lightly nodded before closing the space for a lighter kiss than before but equally as rich. He tugged on Harry’s bottom lip playfully before licking it lightly and kissing him one more time before pulling away.
He and Harry shared a smile before walking out and sharing a kiss before parting ways to go to their own respectful dormitories. :: End Flashback::
That had been the greatest night of Harry’s life. It was also the reason he and Malfoy tried daily to get into more fights so that they were able to have detention and share more snogging sessions. There were times when it would turn physical when there would be a fist of two, but they’d end up on the ground rolling around on top of the other. It appeared as if they hated each other beyond reason by these actions, but they were actually secretly enjoying it. And each had to keep from smiling when told “Detention.”
He looked up from the paper in which he had dazed off to see his two friends still looking at him. He sighed.
“Alright. I’ll think about it,” he said looking up at the two. Hermione’s face intantly lit up in a smile as she hugged him hard around the neck. Ron just smiled and gave him a friendly punch in his arm. They said goodbye and headed out.
~*~*~*~
“I’m not going to that reunion. It is just a waste of time to converse with people who are so beneath me at a time like this.”
“Aw Draco, darling, please go,” Pansy urged holding his arm and looking up into his eyes with teary pleading ones of her own.
“Let go of me Pansy. And don’t call me ‘darling’” he added snatching his arm away. Blaise moved up and placed an arm on his best friend’s shoulder.
“Come on Draco. Why don’t you want to go? It should be fun. Seeing all of your old friends again and all.”
“I had no friends,” Draco replied, “except the two of you. And why would I want to go back there?”
“At least think about it Drake,” Blaise added before he and Pansy left Draco in his room of his home. He walked over to his mirror and peered in. He looked to his reflection.
“You should go you know,” his reflection said to him folding it’s arms.
“Why should I?” Draco asked again looking away.
“You know why,” the mirror spoke truthfully meaning what Draco had been fearing for the last ten years and knew would come eventually.
“I don’t want to.”
“You’re lieing. You want to see him. You know it,” the reflection spoke looking firmly at Draco who still stood in front of the mirror. Draco sighed and turned away and walked to his window and peered out.
::Flashback::
“Harry wait up,” Draco laughed running after Harry who held his wrist and led him down the hall. Everyone else had gone away for Christmas holidays and they had both been permitted to stay. Mainly Draco, since Harry always was.
Harry ran them out of the front doors and out into the cold winter evening. Draco immediately took his hand back and shivered against the cold.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked as if Harry was the craziest person in the world. Harry smiled and casted a heating charm so that they remained warm. Draco brought his hands back down to his sides.
“I love the snow,” Harry said simple and tilted his head back, sticking out his tongue to catch some of the snow on it.
Draco saw this beautiful vision and took his chance. He placed his hand around Harry’s waist and jerked him so that Harry brought his head up roughly and was mere milimeters from Draco’s.
Each could see the smoke coming off the other’s mouth as they stared at each others’ lips. The heat between them was increasing and each could f eel it. Draco pressed up into Harry’s mouth and kissed him deeply causing them to lose their balance and they both fell onto the snow on top of the other.
Harry’s tongue was warm against his. They had been forced to hide in secret and now that they were mainly the only students during the holidays, they had more free time and chances without being caught.
The feeling of Harry beneath him was overwhelming. He felt Harry’s arm wrap around his neck to pull him closer and deepening the kiss. They both moaned and relished in the feeling of the other as the snow fell softly around them and they were unaffected by the cold. Though they each knew that even if it had remained cold around them, they wouldn’t have felt any coolness.
The night wore on and they remained there kissing away into the early morning hours before they finally went into the castle.
They would each curl into Draco’s bed and sleep. They never went past kissing and touching. And they were fine with that. They had never really talked about it, but they didn’t need just sex. They had something else. Something more.
He could still fHarrHarry wrapped in his arms till this day.
:: End Flashback::
Draco ran his fingers through his hair and walked and collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep on his bed, as did his emerald love miles away.
~*~*~*
Harry awoke the next morning and had went into work at the ministry in the auror department. The whole department noticed how depressed he looked lately. He just sat down and did all of his paperwork without a word.
He decided that he would get some fresh air around lunch and decided to go out. He went to a nice restaurant and sat to himself. He looked over and saw two guys at a booth. He looked under the table and saw their feet intertwining and they were smiling and talking to each other. He left a tip after finishing his meal and returned to his home later that evening.
And then it was there. The night of the reunion. Or the day rather as it was still afternoon. He sat on his couch drinking a butterbeer when Ron and Hermione apparated into his apartment.
“Aren’t you going to start getting ready?” Hermione exclaimed. Harry only shrugged, and took another swig of his drink.
“Harry you promised,” she said.
“I didn’t promise anything.”
“Come on Mate. Don’t be like that. I thought you loved Hogwarts,” Ron added.
“I do. It was my only home. I love it more than you could ever know..and yet I hate it at the same time.” He sighed as he sense their confusion. But he wasn’t in the mood to tell the story.
~*~*~*~*~*
“Enter,” spoke the cool voice of Lucius Malfoy from his study. Draco entered with a bit of apprehension. He swallowed hard and entered looking as cool, calm and collected as much as possible.
“You called for me Father?” he asked. He had been home for spring break to visit the manor.
“I have received some most detressing news Draco. Some of which I hope is just rumor, but cannot help but suspect is truth.” Draco knew the tone in which his father used. He stood and waited for his father to speak again.
“I don’t want you seeing him anymore. Break if off with him.”
“Never,” said Draco only truly confessing that his father had been correct, “Father, Voldemort is dead, there is nothing to be against him for anymore.”
His father turned around dangerously slow and looked his son up and down.
“Break it off.”
“No.”
“Draco….”
“No father. I won’t” he said not being put down at all by his father. Lucius merely paced the room.
“Then I will be forced to make drastic measures. If you don’t release from him I will break it for you. I cannot allow you to be with Potter. Be with any other male you wish.”
“Father that is simply not fair.”
“Life is not fair Draco. Either you give him pain of heart, or I will give him my own series of pain. And you know I can. You yourself have been witnessed to a quite a few of them in your time. Good night,” he murmured before slipping out of his office leaving Draco alone.
Draco arrived at Hogwarts the following week once classes resumed. He was greeted in the hall by a smiling Harry Potter. The smile pained him to know that if he did not say goodbye to his love, than his father would make him suffer and he couldn’t allow his father to hurt Harry. That would just be too much to bear.
Harry leaned forward to kiss his unresponsive lipforefore pulling back and giving a questioning look.
“What is it?” he asked. Draco just took a deep breath.
“Harry, I..I can’tseeyouanymore,” he said in a hurry.
“What?”
Draco took another deep breath.
“I can’t see you anymore.”
Harry froze for a moment unable to take in what he had just been told. He slowly backed away.
“Harry it’s not that I don’t care..”
“Why? Why then?” Harry asked his voice growing angrier by the second. Draco tried to take his arm but Harry snatched it away out of his grasp.
“Harry, there are certain consequences in my life if I continue to see you. People know about us Harry. And it has grown dangerous and a great risk and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Harry just stared at him intensly with no emotion for a moment. He had given Draco everything. And now he would just leave him like this. And it made no sense. Voldemort had been dead. There shouldn’t have been too much of a problem with them. And they had cared so much for the other.
“Too late,” he muttered before turning on his heel and storming down the hall.
“Harry,” Draco called after, trying to take an arm again but Harry just slapped Draco across his face.
“Don’t. You. Fucking. Touch. Me. Draco.” He said with fire in his voice. He then turned and stormed off once more.
Draco awoke from the dream he had had over the past ten years of that one tragic night. He and Harry had never talked since. The last few months went by that year and neither got detention again. They ceased to fight, and never spoke a word. And on the train the last day they merely passes on the train but went into their separate compartments.
And when Harad gad gotten off the train he and Draco had shared one last lingering look to the other. Their expressions showing love,hurt, passion, and anger all in one. But they went their separate ways never to see each other. Until now.
~*~*~*~*~
Harry looked at himself in the mirror. He wore casual black dress pants and a silk emerald green shirt that brought out his eyes, with a black tie. He looked in the mirror at his appearance. He had lost his glasses over the years which made his eyes stand out as a more of a vivid green. His hair was now not as long and shorter, yet still messy, yet in a sexy way with a few spikes here and there.
He thought that he looked good enough and sighed heading into the living room where Hermione and Ron waited for him dressed as well.
“You look wonderful Harry,” said Hermione who was dressed in a blue dress that fell to her knees and had no sleeve with a pearl necklace and earrings. Her hair had been put into a bun with a few strands hanging down.
“Thanks. You look great too Herm.”
They all apparated to the Hogsmeade sign where they walked onto the Hogwarts grounds and into the all too familiar school.
The Great Hall had been decorated and cleared except for a few small tables and a large dance floor. They all walked in and was greeted by the old gang. That included Neville, Seamus, and Dean. They all exchanged their hellos before all sitting down at a table.
Harry slumped and was miserable almost the entire night. He didn’t know why he had even come. He still couldn’t answer that question. He picked up his glass and lightly swished the liquid around looking through it at nothing in particular.
“Oh Great. Look who just arrived. Probably ‘fashionably late’,” Ron said grumbling.
“Oh no not Malfoy,” Seamus added also gloomily. This brought Harry out of his day dreaming as he looked toward the entrance. And there he was.
After ten years he saw him again. In the Great Hall, just like old times. Draco had dressed in black slacks also, with a silver shirt that opened slightly revealing his chisled chest which still made Harry’s mouth water.
His hair was slightly longer and fell into his eyes. His face was more full as was his body. He was a man. Harry tried to take his gaze away as Draco walked over to sit with Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
“Who would ever think that Malfoy would come to this kind of thing?” Ron asked in disgust while Harry looked on.
Draco could feel the eyes on him and he slowly turned his head to meet Harry’s eyes until they both looked away. That is how most of the night went along until they both met at the refreshment bar.
Draco had seen Harry going up and thought that he would get come wine while he was there.
“Hello Harry.”
Harry said nothing but poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it while standing near the table turning his back to Draco.
“Harry, please talk to me,” Draco pleaded. Harry sighed and turned to face him.
“Hello,” he said simply.
“You look good,” Draco said taking in his appearance which made Harry slightly blush again like he had so many years ago like a schoolgirl.
“So do you,” Harry said truthfully and sipping his wine to try to hide some of his blush. But Draco had long ago seen it and it had warmed his heart.
“So..how have you..how have you been?” Draco asked taking his own glass of wine. Harry sipped his once more.
“Alright. I have a job at the ministry at the auror department. And quite frankly I should be there working, not coming to a stupid school reunion.”
“Yes I agree with you there,” Draco said sipping his wine while they watched the couples dance on the dance floor, “ To tell you the truth I almost didn’t come myself.”
“Why not?” Harry asked watching Draco and taking in every detail of his appearance as they slowly built their friendship slowly.
“I don’t know,” he lied. But Harry knew why Draco had come. It was because of him. That is the only reason he had come also, was to see Draco. He didn’t know why, he just…did.
“Me too,” Harry said giving the double meaning and giving Draco the signal that he had come to see him also. Draco turned to look down into the emerald green eyes that still took his breath away after all of these years.
Draco looked nervously around the room before spotting Professor McGonagall who had aged very much, and…Dumbledore who had aged, if possible, even more.
“Ugh, is that old geezer still alive? Geez, I thought he’d be dead by now,” Draco said. Harry just laughed drinking his wine again as another silence consumed them.
“Harry, I want to appologize..” But Harry just held up his hand to stop him.
“Do you want to walk outside Draco? Reminicse perhaps?” he grinned which made tight knots in Draco’s stomach as he nodded and followed Harry outside.
“Where’s Harry going with Malfoy?” Ron asked, but Hermione only grinned for she knew. She had known since that night when she knew Harry was in the closet. But she would never let on.
“So you two are married now eh?” Seamus asked looking between them. He had married Dean two years out of school and they were still happily together.
“Yes. With six children,” Hermione said taking out her purse to pull out her photos of her children.
“Wow! You Weasleys are sure without a doubt the most famous breeders in the Wizarding World. You all just don’t know how to quit,” Seamus joked as he and Dean shuffled through the pictures of the children.
Harry and Draco walked out of the front doors and around the lawn into the back where the quidditch pitch was. It looked peaceful under the blanket of stars and full moon which casted a soft glow on everything.
Harry walked over to the poles of the three high ringed hoops and turned around to face Draco.
“Harry I want to appologize.”
“Draco, no don’t. So you didn’t love me anymore. I understand it. There’s no reason to..”
“No Harry. It was my father. He threatened that if I didn’t break up with you that he would cast you with the pain or even killing curse and even me. And I wouldn’t have minded if he had killed me, but there was no way that I would have let him take you. So I…let you go. And to be perfectly honest, it was the worst mistake I ever made. I still regret it everyday of my life. You are the only reason I came here.”
Harry looked up into the silver eyes which seemed to glow in the moonlight along with his blonde hair that fell around his face. Harry knew he was telling the truth. After all these years and he had been wrong.
“Draco..I..I didn’t know..I..” But he was silenced by the pair of all too familiar lips touching his own in a soft kiss. Draco pulled away but they each met up again. Harry’s arms wrapped around Draco’s arms and pulled him softly down onto the pitch underneath the hoops.
After a few moments of kissing, they each pulled back. Draco lay on his back while Harry laid half on top of him with his head resting on Draco’s shoulder with Draco arm around him.
“Look at me,” Draco said, “Twenty seven years old, a respectable wealthy wizard, and I am lying on the ground. Who would ever think I’d stoop so low?”
They both chuckled as Harry rose his head, lightly kissed him, before resting his head on his shoulder again.
“Do you remember this Draco?” Harry asked “do you remember lying here in the grass under this very pole and staring up at the stars on the nights of the full moon?”
Draco closed his eyes as he thought back to every moment they had shared out here ten years ago.
“Has it really been ten years?” he asked opening his eyes and staring at the sky again, sighing.
“Yes. Ten lonely depressing years,” Harry amended. Draco kissed the top of Harry’s head.
“It feels so good to be in your arms again,” Harry whispered hugging his tighter with his arm draped over him.
“Harry?”
“Hmm?”
“May I have this dance?”
Harry sat up again and looked down at Draco who still laid there staring up at him.
“But, the music is inside and people will see.”
“Harry. I am tired of hiding everything in my life. This is the one thing I lost once, and I won’t lose it again. Besides…my father passed away last year.”
“Oh Draco, I’m so sorry.”
“No you’re not. But thank you for caring,” he said with a grin and softly kissing Harry again.
Harry stood and helped Draco up. They each dusted each others’ clothes off before they took each others’ hand and walked into the dancehall. Draco whispered something to the dj for a request. Harry looked to him in confusion.
“Trust me baby,” he whispered slowly walking closer to Harry.
There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window
There were a few gasps and murmurs as Draco took one of Harry’s hands into his while placing his other on Harry’s waist. Once Harry wrapped both his arms around Draco’s neck, Draco’s other arm slid to encircle Harry’s waist also.
There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever
I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
Harry had known this song for a long time. And it appeared that Draco had too. He had never even considered this song to describe him as well as it did right now. They slowly circled on the dance floor.
And everyone watched. For the first time, they didn’t hide. They didn’t have to. Harry smiled and looked up at Draco who ed bed back and slowly leaned in to kiss him.
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It's so hard to believe but
It's all coming back to me
It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby, Baby
There were a few gasps again and a person or two fainted at seeing these two once rivals together. But the two men didn't notice any of this. They were lost in each others’ eyes and world. The dance floor was completely empty except for them. They had the whole floor which were like clouds in which they danced.
Harry looked up as Draco light grazed down the side of his face and under his chin to stare down at his lips. He lightly kissed Harry with butterfly kisses that were quick, soft, and so full of meaning. And he ran his lips over Harry’s cheek and up to his forehead where he would kiss the scar as he had years before.
If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it's all coming back to me
It's so hard to resist
And it's all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
But's all coming back
There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse
And so much deeper
There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we'd count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever
But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then
But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things we'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow
Baby, Baby, Baby
Harry had leaned his head back as Draco lightly kissed over the prized tan skin that he had craved to taste again over the past decade. And Harry tasted better than he had even remembered.
“You taste so good, I love this cologne,” he growled into Harry’s skin making Harry shudder at the tone and growl of Draco. His arms wrapped tighter around Draco.
When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the faies ies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
Al coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me now
And when you kiss me like this
It's all coming back to me now
And when I touch you like that
It's all coming back to me now
If you do it like this
It's all coming back to me now
And if we...
As the last noted of the music hit Harry kissed Draco softly. There was an applause yet given by a very confused crowd. The two men smiled and started walking out together with their arms around each others’ waist as they did.
“What the Bloody Hell was that?” Ron asked looking on in a confused manner along with Seamus and Dean Finnegan.
“I’ll explain it later dear. Come on it’s late and we need to get to the children. Molly will warn out before we get home,” she said before taking Ron’s hand and them beginning to walk out saying goodbye to all of their friends for a second time.
Harry and Draco apparated to Draco’s apartment on the other side of town. They immediately went into each others’ arms and kissed passionately since they hadn’t been able to do so over the years and it was all coming out now. The familiar embraces, and kisses, and tongues.
Draco moved forward, causing Harry to stagger backwards onto the bed with Draco landing on top of him. Each moan as their groins were pressed together creating friction which Draco lightly intensified by pressing down onto Harry.
They had never gone all the way. The most they had ever done at school would be make outs, and blowjobs. But now they were both ready. Ten years had built up their hard love for each other that they had named impossible.
“Draco, please…take me,” Harry whispered onto Draco’s lips. Draco pulled up slightly and looked down at him.
“Harry, are you sure? I don’t want us to regret anything. I know I am ready now, but I don’t want you to leave in the morning and wish that this never had happened.”
But Harry’s hand just grazed Draco’s cheek which Draco pressed into to feel the embracing gesture.
“I’m sure,” Harry whispered kissing Draco lightly on the cheek.
Draco had given Harry a blow job to bring back the memories of his very skilled mouth, thank you very much. But then the time came. He summoned his bottle of lube and coated Harry’s soft entrance before inserting a coated finger in gently and moved it around.
Harry moaned and leaned his head back against the pillow. After a moment he felt Draco add another finger..and then another. Harry was gripping the sheet now making his knuckles appear white. Dra Draco could sense the orgasm on its way, so he coated himself before positioning and slowly pushing into Harry’s stretched entrance.
Harry sucked in through his teeth at the entrance and Draco stopped for Harry to adjust. After a moment Harry grabbed Dracostrong arms and slowly nodded. And Draco began to move.
Oh Harry felt himself falling into another world. He had never imagined that having sex with Draco would feel this good. And it took them ten years. But they finally did it. Harry would buck each time Draco thrust and they would meet. Draco had been afraid he would have hurt hurt Harry. He had moved slowly at first making it very intimate, before it became to much and it was not hot and passionate.
Harry and Draco would moan at every thrust and Harry would gasp in desperation, until he felt it. The swell of orgasm hit as he came screaming out Draco’s name.
And hearing his name being called from those lips, it was music to Draco’s ears. And feeling Harry surround him threw him over the edge and he came deep inside his new lover spreading his seed with a growl of Harry’s name before collapsing and combining their warm sweaty bodies together.
They each laid like that together panting with Draco still inside of Harry as Harry ran his fingers through Draco’s wet hair lightly.
“Wow, that was…”
“Yeah I know. Fantastic,” Draco finished lightly kissing at Harry’s chest in which his head laid. He slowly pulled out of Harry and moved to lay beside of him. They curled up together intertwining their limbs and lay under the sheet while their bodies cooled.
“I love you Harry,” Draco whispered meaning every word and Harry knew that.
“I love you too Draco,” he whispered as they both fell asleep into the night. It had all come back to them.
~FIN~
A/N : Hello. Well I was In the car tonight and the idea just hit me like that! I had watched part of “Grosse Point Blanke” today. Love that move. And it gave me the idea so I thought I’d try it. You don’t really read this plot or storyline much so I thought I’d try it out. Its not what I had in mind but it was. So Im please with it and hope you are too. The song is obviously “ Its All Coming Back To Me Now” by Celine Dion. Love her too. Its always been a good HD song. Never liked it much till I thought of it like that. Like a lot of things. Well look im rambling sorry. And What Men Want, my other story. Sorry with school and all its hard to write. I only did this because it was fresh in my mind and Fri Night. So Love ya and PLEASE REVIEW. Let me know ya love me too!!!
“ I’m not going.”
“Come on Harry please. It’s your ten-year reunion of Hogwarts. Why won’t you go?”
“Because I just don’t want to Hermi” Ha” Harry replied sitting on his couch and reading the Daily Prophet .
“Really, you should go mate. It can’t be that bad,” Ron replied holding his wife’s hand and looking down at Har
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Can’t be that bad . Those words rang in Harry’s ears over and over. He hadn’t realized that he had read the same sentence twenty times by now. But they wouldn’t understand. How coud they? No one knew the haunting memories that came from Hogwarts. Mainly Harry’s first y
Everyone had always thought that he and Malfoy had hated each other. And quite frankly they did. But there was something else. It was a different kind of heat. They hated with a passion . Literally. Harry remembered like it was yesterday. It had been his seventh year……
::Flashback::
“Now Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I would have expected you two to have settled this long ago. You are each seventeen and are both acting like children! Now that will be enough. You will each sort these potions for Professor Snape and categorize them.”
“But there are at least five hundred categories!” Malfoy protested. But Professor McGonagall just gave them a stern look which told them that she meant business and to get to work, before turning on her heel, to leave them to work.
Harry swore silently before heading over to the supply closet. He turned back.
“Are you coming?”
“No. I thought I would let you do all of the work and take credit for half,” Malfoy had replied inspecting his freshly pedicured nails closely. Harry just rolled his eyes.
“You don’t do the work, you don’t get credit Malfoy.”
“Is that so?” he asked dangerously.
“Yes,” Harry said firmly.
Malfoy finally sighed in frustration and boredom before sauntering over to the closet with Harry. Harry took out the list that Professor McGonagall had given him.
“All right let’s see… Couplus ” Harry muttered and splitting the list to make an exact copy.
“Alright. You take this half and I’ll take the other,” he said pointing to certain sections and handing the list to Malfoy, who snatched it out of his hand and looked down at it in disgust. Harry thought he heard the words Wait till...father…about this. He just groaned and turned to the other boy.
“Look Malfoy, I don’t want to do this either. And don’t think you’re above all of this because you are not. And I don’t give a damn about your father and neither does anyone else. So just shut up and get this over with so we can get on with our lives!”
“Oh touchy touchy Potter.”
Harry would have liked to be “touchy touchy” with Malfoy. Yes, it was true. He had fallen for the blonde haired beauty. He was not about to let the other boy know this. What would he do? Malfoy would probably tell the whole school and have him scarred for life.
Plus he knew Dra- Malfoy wouldn’t feel the same. It was just too confusing and wrong. A Potter and Malfoy had been sworn to hate since the time of their fathers in Hogwarts. And they had done a fine job of carrying on that hate…until a couple of years ago.
But Harry kept up the act, and still treated Malfoy like Malfoy treated him. He didn’t think that Malfoy knew about his obsession. For if he did the school would know and be staring and talking about him. Of course they did that anyway, so he wouldn’t have know either way. Oh well, to hell with it.
It was then that Harry picked up a bottle that had no label to categorize by. He turned it over on all sides and even shook it lightly to try and decipher what it was.
“What is this?” he asked out loud again turning it on all sides to get a look all around the phial.
“How should I know?” Malfoy asked before taking it and looking at it just as Harry had. He brought it to his nose and smelled the substance.
“It could be a love potion, judging by it’s color,” he added with a small shrug and handing it back to Harry who took it again and looked at it again.
“But a lot of potions could be red,” said Harry trying to get around the topic of ‘Love Potions’, which he knew were illegal. And the way those words had flowed off of Malfoy’s lips. And he was sure Malfoy was straight. He had always seen him around girls. A few guys went after him, but Harry had never actually seen Malfoy around many guys. But Malfoy just shrugged.
“Why don’t you taste it then?” Malfoy asked still reading through his list and still stacking phials. Harry chuckled.
“Yeah right Malfoy. Let’s say it was a love potion. Then the first person I’d see was you.”
“So?”
“What do you mean so? I couldn’t do that. And if you were ever to make me drink that I’d have to hex you really bad.”
At that Malfoy slowly lifted his eyes up to meet Harry’s. There were those eyes that Harry had grown to love. And they were staring deep into his soul. Harry could feel his heart beating faster. He knew he was blushing. Why did he always have to blush? Idiot!
Malfoy sat his list down and stood up and slowly walked toward Harry. Harry, not knowing what Malfoy was planning on, began to move backwards. But what always happens when someone is in this situation? You guessed r. Th. They meet a wall.
Harry could feel the stone against his back and knew he was trapped. Malfoy used his foot to close the door behind him, trapping them in the small closet. It was now almost completely dark except for one torch that was burning in the closet which left half of Malfoy in shadow and half in flame.
He was practically on Harry against the wall. He looked down into Harry’s eyes since he was just a bit taller and towered over Harry dangerously. So dangerous it gave Harry shivers jusr being near the other boy in this way.
“Is that a threat?” he asked seductively looking from Harry’s eyes to his lips and alternated his gaze back and forth. Harry could only stare at Malfoy’s lips which were oh so close to his. He could feel Malfoy’s breath on his lips which was doing wonders for his cock which now twitched slightly.
“I…I um..” he stuttered and mentally kicked himself for being so obvious in this situation. He felt Malfoy’s hand travel slowly down his chest until it came to his member before lightly pressing his hand against it and added just a bit of pressure making Harry gasp.
“You like that, don’t you Potter?” he smirked. Damn him. This was all a trick probably. But there was something in his eyes that told Harry that it wasn’t. Perhaps it was just that Harry hoped it had been real. There was no way to be certain.
There was a couple of minutes of silence in which neither one knew what to say. It appeared each was enjoying the situation they had gotten themselves into.
There was a knock on the closet door.
“Harry, are you in there?”
It was Hermione.
“Professor McGonagall said you could come out now. Are you in there?”
Harry went to answer saying that he had but the minute his mouth had parted Draco had slammed him into the wall and plunged his tongue into Harry’s mouth into a deep hungry kiss.
Harry stiffened for a moment before wrapping his arms around Draco’s back for more contact as he pushed into Draco’s hand.
“Harry? Harry!”
But her calls weren’t heard anymore. Not only because Draco had pulled his wand out of his pocket with his free hand and casted the silencing charm in between kisses, but even if he hadn’t, Harry couldn’t sense anything else at the moment. Draco replaced his wand and lightly held Harry by his waist while his other lightly massaged Harry’s member.
Harry moaned at the pressured pleasure and brought one of his arms around Draco’s neck tilting his own head to get more of a contact adding his tongue more, while the other arm remained on his back still.
Draco tilted his head as well as they battled for dominance with their tongues. Draco moaned pushing against Harry into the wall even more if that was even possible. Each boy wanted the other just as bad.
Malfoy didn’t know how long he had had his attraction, but he had it. And everyone knows that eventually a Malfoy gets what he wants.
Eventually they slowly pulled away though they were panting with need of lacked oxygen.
“Wow,” Harry panted as Draco leaned off of him a bit to give him more room to breathe.
“Yeah,” said Draco just as equally panting and grabbing at his aching chest. There were a few minutes of silence in which each caught their breath. It had appeared that Hermione had given up and left. They were still in almost complete darkness still, yet they liked it that way.
“Well, perhaps we better go. It’s curfew in fifteen minutes and you have a long walk up to Gryffindor Tower,” Draco whispered leaning in and lingering near Harry’s lips teasing both of them with the almost touching. They both looked longingly at the lips that touched but didn’t kiss. They heads lightly rolled just giving light contact between their mouths.
“Yeah. Perhaps you’re right,” Harry whispered. Draco lightly nodded before closing the space for a lighter kiss than before but equally as rich. He tugged on Harry’s bottom lip playfully before licking it lightly and kissing him one more time before pulling away.
He and Harry shared a smile before walking out and sharing a kiss before parting ways to go to their own respectful dormitories. :: End Flashback::
That had been the greatest night of Harry’s life. It was also the reason he and Malfoy tried daily to get into more fights so that they were able to have detention and share more snogging sessions. There were times when it would turn physical when there would be a fist of two, but they’d end up on the ground rolling around on top of the other. It appeared as if they hated each other beyond reason by these actions, but they were actually secretly enjoying it. And each had to keep from smiling when told “Detention.”
He looked up from the paper in which he had dazed off to see his two friends still looking at him. He sighed.
“Alright. I’ll think about it,” he said looking up at the two. Hermione’s face intantly lit up in a smile as she hugged him hard around the neck. Ron just smiled and gave him a friendly punch in his arm. They said goodbye and headed out.
~*~*~*~
“I’m not going to that reunion. It is just a waste of time to converse with people who are so beneath me at a time like this.”
“Aw Draco, darling, please go,” Pansy urged holding his arm and looking up into his eyes with teary pleading ones of her own.
“Let go of me Pansy. And don’t call me ‘darling’” he added snatching his arm away. Blaise moved up and placed an arm on his best friend’s shoulder.
“Come on Draco. Why don’t you want to go? It should be fun. Seeing all of your old friends again and all.”
“I had no friends,” Draco replied, “except the two of you. And why would I want to go back there?”
“At least think about it Drake,” Blaise added before he and Pansy left Draco in his room of his home. He walked over to his mirror and peered in. He looked to his reflection.
“You should go you know,” his reflection said to him folding it’s arms.
“Why should I?” Draco asked again looking away.
“You know why,” the mirror spoke truthfully meaning what Draco had been fearing for the last ten years and knew would come eventually.
“I don’t want to.”
“You’re lieing. You want to see him. You know it,” the reflection spoke looking firmly at Draco who still stood in front of the mirror. Draco sighed and turned away and walked to his window and peered out.
::Flashback::
“Harry wait up,” Draco laughed running after Harry who held his wrist and led him down the hall. Everyone else had gone away for Christmas holidays and they had both been permitted to stay. Mainly Draco, since Harry always was.
Harry ran them out of the front doors and out into the cold winter evening. Draco immediately took his hand back and shivered against the cold.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked as if Harry was the craziest person in the world. Harry smiled and casted a heating charm so that they remained warm. Draco brought his hands back down to his sides.
“I love the snow,” Harry said simple and tilted his head back, sticking out his tongue to catch some of the snow on it.
Draco saw this beautiful vision and took his chance. He placed his hand around Harry’s waist and jerked him so that Harry brought his head up roughly and was mere milimeters from Draco’s.
Each could see the smoke coming off the other’s mouth as they stared at each others’ lips. The heat between them was increasing and each could f eel it. Draco pressed up into Harry’s mouth and kissed him deeply causing them to lose their balance and they both fell onto the snow on top of the other.
Harry’s tongue was warm against his. They had been forced to hide in secret and now that they were mainly the only students during the holidays, they had more free time and chances without being caught.
The feeling of Harry beneath him was overwhelming. He felt Harry’s arm wrap around his neck to pull him closer and deepening the kiss. They both moaned and relished in the feeling of the other as the snow fell softly around them and they were unaffected by the cold. Though they each knew that even if it had remained cold around them, they wouldn’t have felt any coolness.
The night wore on and they remained there kissing away into the early morning hours before they finally went into the castle.
They would each curl into Draco’s bed and sleep. They never went past kissing and touching. And they were fine with that. They had never really talked about it, but they didn’t need just sex. They had something else. Something more.
He could still fHarrHarry wrapped in his arms till this day.
:: End Flashback::
Draco ran his fingers through his hair and walked and collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep on his bed, as did his emerald love miles away.
~*~*~*
Harry awoke the next morning and had went into work at the ministry in the auror department. The whole department noticed how depressed he looked lately. He just sat down and did all of his paperwork without a word.
He decided that he would get some fresh air around lunch and decided to go out. He went to a nice restaurant and sat to himself. He looked over and saw two guys at a booth. He looked under the table and saw their feet intertwining and they were smiling and talking to each other. He left a tip after finishing his meal and returned to his home later that evening.
And then it was there. The night of the reunion. Or the day rather as it was still afternoon. He sat on his couch drinking a butterbeer when Ron and Hermione apparated into his apartment.
“Aren’t you going to start getting ready?” Hermione exclaimed. Harry only shrugged, and took another swig of his drink.
“Harry you promised,” she said.
“I didn’t promise anything.”
“Come on Mate. Don’t be like that. I thought you loved Hogwarts,” Ron added.
“I do. It was my only home. I love it more than you could ever know..and yet I hate it at the same time.” He sighed as he sense their confusion. But he wasn’t in the mood to tell the story.
~*~*~*~*~*
“Enter,” spoke the cool voice of Lucius Malfoy from his study. Draco entered with a bit of apprehension. He swallowed hard and entered looking as cool, calm and collected as much as possible.
“You called for me Father?” he asked. He had been home for spring break to visit the manor.
“I have received some most detressing news Draco. Some of which I hope is just rumor, but cannot help but suspect is truth.” Draco knew the tone in which his father used. He stood and waited for his father to speak again.
“I don’t want you seeing him anymore. Break if off with him.”
“Never,” said Draco only truly confessing that his father had been correct, “Father, Voldemort is dead, there is nothing to be against him for anymore.”
His father turned around dangerously slow and looked his son up and down.
“Break it off.”
“No.”
“Draco….”
“No father. I won’t” he said not being put down at all by his father. Lucius merely paced the room.
“Then I will be forced to make drastic measures. If you don’t release from him I will break it for you. I cannot allow you to be with Potter. Be with any other male you wish.”
“Father that is simply not fair.”
“Life is not fair Draco. Either you give him pain of heart, or I will give him my own series of pain. And you know I can. You yourself have been witnessed to a quite a few of them in your time. Good night,” he murmured before slipping out of his office leaving Draco alone.
Draco arrived at Hogwarts the following week once classes resumed. He was greeted in the hall by a smiling Harry Potter. The smile pained him to know that if he did not say goodbye to his love, than his father would make him suffer and he couldn’t allow his father to hurt Harry. That would just be too much to bear.
Harry leaned forward to kiss his unresponsive lipforefore pulling back and giving a questioning look.
“What is it?” he asked. Draco just took a deep breath.
“Harry, I..I can’tseeyouanymore,” he said in a hurry.
“What?”
Draco took another deep breath.
“I can’t see you anymore.”
Harry froze for a moment unable to take in what he had just been told. He slowly backed away.
“Harry it’s not that I don’t care..”
“Why? Why then?” Harry asked his voice growing angrier by the second. Draco tried to take his arm but Harry snatched it away out of his grasp.
“Harry, there are certain consequences in my life if I continue to see you. People know about us Harry. And it has grown dangerous and a great risk and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Harry just stared at him intensly with no emotion for a moment. He had given Draco everything. And now he would just leave him like this. And it made no sense. Voldemort had been dead. There shouldn’t have been too much of a problem with them. And they had cared so much for the other.
“Too late,” he muttered before turning on his heel and storming down the hall.
“Harry,” Draco called after, trying to take an arm again but Harry just slapped Draco across his face.
“Don’t. You. Fucking. Touch. Me. Draco.” He said with fire in his voice. He then turned and stormed off once more.
Draco awoke from the dream he had had over the past ten years of that one tragic night. He and Harry had never talked since. The last few months went by that year and neither got detention again. They ceased to fight, and never spoke a word. And on the train the last day they merely passes on the train but went into their separate compartments.
And when Harad gad gotten off the train he and Draco had shared one last lingering look to the other. Their expressions showing love,hurt, passion, and anger all in one. But they went their separate ways never to see each other. Until now.
~*~*~*~*~
Harry looked at himself in the mirror. He wore casual black dress pants and a silk emerald green shirt that brought out his eyes, with a black tie. He looked in the mirror at his appearance. He had lost his glasses over the years which made his eyes stand out as a more of a vivid green. His hair was now not as long and shorter, yet still messy, yet in a sexy way with a few spikes here and there.
He thought that he looked good enough and sighed heading into the living room where Hermione and Ron waited for him dressed as well.
“You look wonderful Harry,” said Hermione who was dressed in a blue dress that fell to her knees and had no sleeve with a pearl necklace and earrings. Her hair had been put into a bun with a few strands hanging down.
“Thanks. You look great too Herm.”
They all apparated to the Hogsmeade sign where they walked onto the Hogwarts grounds and into the all too familiar school.
The Great Hall had been decorated and cleared except for a few small tables and a large dance floor. They all walked in and was greeted by the old gang. That included Neville, Seamus, and Dean. They all exchanged their hellos before all sitting down at a table.
Harry slumped and was miserable almost the entire night. He didn’t know why he had even come. He still couldn’t answer that question. He picked up his glass and lightly swished the liquid around looking through it at nothing in particular.
“Oh Great. Look who just arrived. Probably ‘fashionably late’,” Ron said grumbling.
“Oh no not Malfoy,” Seamus added also gloomily. This brought Harry out of his day dreaming as he looked toward the entrance. And there he was.
After ten years he saw him again. In the Great Hall, just like old times. Draco had dressed in black slacks also, with a silver shirt that opened slightly revealing his chisled chest which still made Harry’s mouth water.
His hair was slightly longer and fell into his eyes. His face was more full as was his body. He was a man. Harry tried to take his gaze away as Draco walked over to sit with Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
“Who would ever think that Malfoy would come to this kind of thing?” Ron asked in disgust while Harry looked on.
Draco could feel the eyes on him and he slowly turned his head to meet Harry’s eyes until they both looked away. That is how most of the night went along until they both met at the refreshment bar.
Draco had seen Harry going up and thought that he would get come wine while he was there.
“Hello Harry.”
Harry said nothing but poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it while standing near the table turning his back to Draco.
“Harry, please talk to me,” Draco pleaded. Harry sighed and turned to face him.
“Hello,” he said simply.
“You look good,” Draco said taking in his appearance which made Harry slightly blush again like he had so many years ago like a schoolgirl.
“So do you,” Harry said truthfully and sipping his wine to try to hide some of his blush. But Draco had long ago seen it and it had warmed his heart.
“So..how have you..how have you been?” Draco asked taking his own glass of wine. Harry sipped his once more.
“Alright. I have a job at the ministry at the auror department. And quite frankly I should be there working, not coming to a stupid school reunion.”
“Yes I agree with you there,” Draco said sipping his wine while they watched the couples dance on the dance floor, “ To tell you the truth I almost didn’t come myself.”
“Why not?” Harry asked watching Draco and taking in every detail of his appearance as they slowly built their friendship slowly.
“I don’t know,” he lied. But Harry knew why Draco had come. It was because of him. That is the only reason he had come also, was to see Draco. He didn’t know why, he just…did.
“Me too,” Harry said giving the double meaning and giving Draco the signal that he had come to see him also. Draco turned to look down into the emerald green eyes that still took his breath away after all of these years.
Draco looked nervously around the room before spotting Professor McGonagall who had aged very much, and…Dumbledore who had aged, if possible, even more.
“Ugh, is that old geezer still alive? Geez, I thought he’d be dead by now,” Draco said. Harry just laughed drinking his wine again as another silence consumed them.
“Harry, I want to appologize..” But Harry just held up his hand to stop him.
“Do you want to walk outside Draco? Reminicse perhaps?” he grinned which made tight knots in Draco’s stomach as he nodded and followed Harry outside.
“Where’s Harry going with Malfoy?” Ron asked, but Hermione only grinned for she knew. She had known since that night when she knew Harry was in the closet. But she would never let on.
“So you two are married now eh?” Seamus asked looking between them. He had married Dean two years out of school and they were still happily together.
“Yes. With six children,” Hermione said taking out her purse to pull out her photos of her children.
“Wow! You Weasleys are sure without a doubt the most famous breeders in the Wizarding World. You all just don’t know how to quit,” Seamus joked as he and Dean shuffled through the pictures of the children.
Harry and Draco walked out of the front doors and around the lawn into the back where the quidditch pitch was. It looked peaceful under the blanket of stars and full moon which casted a soft glow on everything.
Harry walked over to the poles of the three high ringed hoops and turned around to face Draco.
“Harry I want to appologize.”
“Draco, no don’t. So you didn’t love me anymore. I understand it. There’s no reason to..”
“No Harry. It was my father. He threatened that if I didn’t break up with you that he would cast you with the pain or even killing curse and even me. And I wouldn’t have minded if he had killed me, but there was no way that I would have let him take you. So I…let you go. And to be perfectly honest, it was the worst mistake I ever made. I still regret it everyday of my life. You are the only reason I came here.”
Harry looked up into the silver eyes which seemed to glow in the moonlight along with his blonde hair that fell around his face. Harry knew he was telling the truth. After all these years and he had been wrong.
“Draco..I..I didn’t know..I..” But he was silenced by the pair of all too familiar lips touching his own in a soft kiss. Draco pulled away but they each met up again. Harry’s arms wrapped around Draco’s arms and pulled him softly down onto the pitch underneath the hoops.
After a few moments of kissing, they each pulled back. Draco lay on his back while Harry laid half on top of him with his head resting on Draco’s shoulder with Draco arm around him.
“Look at me,” Draco said, “Twenty seven years old, a respectable wealthy wizard, and I am lying on the ground. Who would ever think I’d stoop so low?”
They both chuckled as Harry rose his head, lightly kissed him, before resting his head on his shoulder again.
“Do you remember this Draco?” Harry asked “do you remember lying here in the grass under this very pole and staring up at the stars on the nights of the full moon?”
Draco closed his eyes as he thought back to every moment they had shared out here ten years ago.
“Has it really been ten years?” he asked opening his eyes and staring at the sky again, sighing.
“Yes. Ten lonely depressing years,” Harry amended. Draco kissed the top of Harry’s head.
“It feels so good to be in your arms again,” Harry whispered hugging his tighter with his arm draped over him.
“Harry?”
“Hmm?”
“May I have this dance?”
Harry sat up again and looked down at Draco who still laid there staring up at him.
“But, the music is inside and people will see.”
“Harry. I am tired of hiding everything in my life. This is the one thing I lost once, and I won’t lose it again. Besides…my father passed away last year.”
“Oh Draco, I’m so sorry.”
“No you’re not. But thank you for caring,” he said with a grin and softly kissing Harry again.
Harry stood and helped Draco up. They each dusted each others’ clothes off before they took each others’ hand and walked into the dancehall. Draco whispered something to the dj for a request. Harry looked to him in confusion.
“Trust me baby,” he whispered slowly walking closer to Harry.
There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window
There were a few gasps and murmurs as Draco took one of Harry’s hands into his while placing his other on Harry’s waist. Once Harry wrapped both his arms around Draco’s neck, Draco’s other arm slid to encircle Harry’s waist also.
There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever
I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
Harry had known this song for a long time. And it appeared that Draco had too. He had never even considered this song to describe him as well as it did right now. They slowly circled on the dance floor.
And everyone watched. For the first time, they didn’t hide. They didn’t have to. Harry smiled and looked up at Draco who ed bed back and slowly leaned in to kiss him.
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It's so hard to believe but
It's all coming back to me
It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby, Baby
There were a few gasps again and a person or two fainted at seeing these two once rivals together. But the two men didn't notice any of this. They were lost in each others’ eyes and world. The dance floor was completely empty except for them. They had the whole floor which were like clouds in which they danced.
Harry looked up as Draco light grazed down the side of his face and under his chin to stare down at his lips. He lightly kissed Harry with butterfly kisses that were quick, soft, and so full of meaning. And he ran his lips over Harry’s cheek and up to his forehead where he would kiss the scar as he had years before.
If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it's all coming back to me
It's so hard to resist
And it's all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
But's all coming back
There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse
And so much deeper
There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we'd count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever
But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then
But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things we'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow
Baby, Baby, Baby
Harry had leaned his head back as Draco lightly kissed over the prized tan skin that he had craved to taste again over the past decade. And Harry tasted better than he had even remembered.
“You taste so good, I love this cologne,” he growled into Harry’s skin making Harry shudder at the tone and growl of Draco. His arms wrapped tighter around Draco.
When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the faies ies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
Al coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me now
And when you kiss me like this
It's all coming back to me now
And when I touch you like that
It's all coming back to me now
If you do it like this
It's all coming back to me now
And if we...
As the last noted of the music hit Harry kissed Draco softly. There was an applause yet given by a very confused crowd. The two men smiled and started walking out together with their arms around each others’ waist as they did.
“What the Bloody Hell was that?” Ron asked looking on in a confused manner along with Seamus and Dean Finnegan.
“I’ll explain it later dear. Come on it’s late and we need to get to the children. Molly will warn out before we get home,” she said before taking Ron’s hand and them beginning to walk out saying goodbye to all of their friends for a second time.
Harry and Draco apparated to Draco’s apartment on the other side of town. They immediately went into each others’ arms and kissed passionately since they hadn’t been able to do so over the years and it was all coming out now. The familiar embraces, and kisses, and tongues.
Draco moved forward, causing Harry to stagger backwards onto the bed with Draco landing on top of him. Each moan as their groins were pressed together creating friction which Draco lightly intensified by pressing down onto Harry.
They had never gone all the way. The most they had ever done at school would be make outs, and blowjobs. But now they were both ready. Ten years had built up their hard love for each other that they had named impossible.
“Draco, please…take me,” Harry whispered onto Draco’s lips. Draco pulled up slightly and looked down at him.
“Harry, are you sure? I don’t want us to regret anything. I know I am ready now, but I don’t want you to leave in the morning and wish that this never had happened.”
But Harry’s hand just grazed Draco’s cheek which Draco pressed into to feel the embracing gesture.
“I’m sure,” Harry whispered kissing Draco lightly on the cheek.
Draco had given Harry a blow job to bring back the memories of his very skilled mouth, thank you very much. But then the time came. He summoned his bottle of lube and coated Harry’s soft entrance before inserting a coated finger in gently and moved it around.
Harry moaned and leaned his head back against the pillow. After a moment he felt Draco add another finger..and then another. Harry was gripping the sheet now making his knuckles appear white. Dra Draco could sense the orgasm on its way, so he coated himself before positioning and slowly pushing into Harry’s stretched entrance.
Harry sucked in through his teeth at the entrance and Draco stopped for Harry to adjust. After a moment Harry grabbed Dracostrong arms and slowly nodded. And Draco began to move.
Oh Harry felt himself falling into another world. He had never imagined that having sex with Draco would feel this good. And it took them ten years. But they finally did it. Harry would buck each time Draco thrust and they would meet. Draco had been afraid he would have hurt hurt Harry. He had moved slowly at first making it very intimate, before it became to much and it was not hot and passionate.
Harry and Draco would moan at every thrust and Harry would gasp in desperation, until he felt it. The swell of orgasm hit as he came screaming out Draco’s name.
And hearing his name being called from those lips, it was music to Draco’s ears. And feeling Harry surround him threw him over the edge and he came deep inside his new lover spreading his seed with a growl of Harry’s name before collapsing and combining their warm sweaty bodies together.
They each laid like that together panting with Draco still inside of Harry as Harry ran his fingers through Draco’s wet hair lightly.
“Wow, that was…”
“Yeah I know. Fantastic,” Draco finished lightly kissing at Harry’s chest in which his head laid. He slowly pulled out of Harry and moved to lay beside of him. They curled up together intertwining their limbs and lay under the sheet while their bodies cooled.
“I love you Harry,” Draco whispered meaning every word and Harry knew that.
“I love you too Draco,” he whispered as they both fell asleep into the night. It had all come back to them.
~FIN~
A/N : Hello. Well I was In the car tonight and the idea just hit me like that! I had watched part of “Grosse Point Blanke” today. Love that move. And it gave me the idea so I thought I’d try it. You don’t really read this plot or storyline much so I thought I’d try it out. Its not what I had in mind but it was. So Im please with it and hope you are too. The song is obviously “ Its All Coming Back To Me Now” by Celine Dion. Love her too. Its always been a good HD song. Never liked it much till I thought of it like that. Like a lot of things. Well look im rambling sorry. And What Men Want, my other story. Sorry with school and all its hard to write. I only did this because it was fresh in my mind and Fri Night. So Love ya and PLEASE REVIEW. Let me know ya love me too!!!