When Harry met Sally

Disclaimer: Harry Potter, and all other characters from the popular series are the sole ownership of J.K. Rowling and like all other authors, I\'m merely borrowing them for my own satisfaction. Enjoy.
A/N: Written in response to a request.

Harry doubled over, clutching at his abdomen. Tears found their way down his cheeks as he fought to breathe. \"Oh shut up!\" came the snappish reply. Right before a hard nudge to his hip. Harry fell off the bed, but it only seemed to incite more laughter. He rolled onto his back, hands still tightly gripping his pained muscles.

A fair head came into his bleary line of sight, scowling down at him. Long, white blonde whisps fell past delicate shoulders as storm grey eyes focused intensely. \"I\'m-....huh...sorry...\" A pillow landed on him the next instant. Harry laughed harder. Draco threw like a girl.

Pulling himself together, he sat up, and proceeded to kneel by the bed, sniffling, to cover up the last snorts of laughter. \"I\'m sorry Draco.\"

\"Leave me alone.\"

\"Oh, don\'t be like that.\" He grabbed Draco by the ankle and pulled. Draco tried to kick him off, but otherwise didn\'t put up a fight. Harry pulled him to the edge of the bed, maneuvering himself between, fair curved legs. \"It\'s not that bad,\" he replied, stroking a swelled thigh.

\"Don\'t lie Harry. I look horrible!\" He folded his arms over his chest resolutely. \"I blame you, you know.\" Harry quirked an eyebrow. \"Do you now?\" Draco nodded stiffly. \"And why\'s that?\" he asked, running his hands over Draco\'s new shape. \"Because...oh-!\"


Harry cocked his head. Draco\'s face was scrunched slightly, in a confused type of awe. Experimentally, he ran his hand over the area again. Draco breathed in sharply, body going taunt. Harry\'s hand stilled, as Draco\'s brows came together. He was wondering if he\'d hurt him, when Draco arched his hips into Harry\'s hand, drawing it down between his legs. Harry\'s eyebrows rose slowly in understanding, and he rubbed slowly.

After a while, Draco was rocking against his hand desperately. Harry stopped, earning a strangled whine from his lover. He silenced him with a kiss, wondering at the new sweetness of his mouth. He lay Draco back on the bed, and undid his trousers, working them off. Draco clutched at him desperately.

Harry kissed down Draco\'s rounded torso, undoing the buttons of his shirt, and sliding his tie over. He ran the tip of his tongue over one nipple and Draco jerked and clutched him harder, moaning low in his throat. Harry took this as a good sign and swirled his tongue round the larger areola before flicking it repeatedly over the hardening nipple. Draco shifted beneath him, squirming slightly. Harry took a chance and sucked it into his mouth. Draco made a strange, hitched noise and arched off the bed. Harry slipped one arm around his smooth waist, fanning his hand flat against Draco\'s curving spine.

He moved down over the breast, against Draco\'s breastbone, and over his torso. He couldn\'t believe how hard he was, but gathered it made sense that he\'d want his lover, no matter the circumstances. Draco\'s long fingers twined in his hair, as his hips strained up. Harry swallowed, and leaned forward, giving a tentative lick. Draco\'s hips did a funny little back and forth motion. So, Harry leaned in and tried his best, licking with increasing self confidence and exploring the new taste of Draco\'s desire.

His hands met his mouth, opening Draco more. It was strange, the unfamiliar wetness, the self lubrication Draco was now capable of. He stroked against it and Draco shuddered, moaning and pulling Harry closer. Harry\'s fingers traced the new shape, over and around. He hesitated, before carefully slipping in one finger. Draco bucked against him, so he moved it around, slipping it in and out experimentally. Soon Draco was urging him for more, and he added another finger, and a third. Draco\'s groans were strung together, in a sort of purr. Something Harry found rather arousing.

He kept trying, maneuvering his fingers, and licking deftly. Not knowing what he was looking for, but looking all the same. Draco pulled at him, forcing him to look up and meet his eyes. \"I want you in me,\" Draco rasped huskily. Harry\'s brow came together. \"I don\'t-\"

\"Oh come on Harry! If we can do it before, with the \'wrong\' parts, we can surely do it now with the \'right\' ones.\"

Harry didn\'t bother to think out that logic. It was beyond him. Instead, he crawled up onto the bed as Draco shifted back and got comfortable. He stretched out over his lover, before looking down. Draco helped guide him, and wrapped his arms about Harry\'s neck, before the darker boy internally shrugged, and pushed forward. Draco gasped, body tightening, and Harry stilled, terrified he\'d hurt him. The look on Draco\'s face was unreadable, and Harry stared down at him, as Draco seemed to wage some sort of internal struggle.

Harry kissed his furrowing brow. \"Are you okay?\" he asked softly, voice almost quaking. Draco nodded. \"Yes...It just...feels so different...\" He bit his lip and shifted under Harry. \"Move.\"

\"Um...Draco...I\'m not sure-\"

\"Move.\"

He did; slowly pulling out and moving forward. Draco released a small hiss. \"Again.\" This time, his eyes closed, head tipping back slightly. Harry continued moving cautiously. \"Yes...Harry more...\" He did as he was told, and soon they were rocking fiercely, Draco clutching at his shoulders with rounded nails, leaving crescent marks in his tan skin. He twined a leg around Harry, as his thrusts grew more erratic.

Draco bit his lip, brow furrowing tightly, eyes closed, breathing hard through his nose. Harry couldn\'t shake the feeling that he was hurting him, but couldn\'t stop himself. Not with Draco clenched so tightly about him, so completely. A moment later, Draco cried out, digging into Harry\'s shoulders and drawing blood. The sight of Draco was too much for Harry who followed him over. Harry collapsed, face dropping into the crook of Draco\'s neck and raking in breaths filled with his lover\'s new, softer scent.

Draco stroked him, seeming to recover rather quickly. Harry concentrated on the feel of his lover\'s hands as he slowly calmed. When he\'d regained enough control, he raised his head. Draco kissed him then. He kissed back. \"So?\" he asked, as they pulled away, \"How was it?\" Draco chuckled, and smoothed back his hair. Harry mirrored him, twining his fingers in long, silken locks. \"It was....strange...but interesting. I definitely liked it.\" Harry smiled. \"So, does that mean you\'re going to accidentally turn yourself female again, anytime soon?\" Draco snorted. \"I told you-\" Harry silenced him with a kiss.

Dropping onto his side, Harry pulled Draco close. Draco sighed, snuggling against him; shifting and grumbling slightly when he didn\'t fit in quite the same way. Harry\'s smile widened. Eventually, the blond settled, and rested his head against Harry\'s chest. \"I really am bigger than you, you know.\"

\"Not now, you\'re not,\" Harry replied, rubbing his shoulder. \"And cheating didn\'t get you anywhere, now did it?\"

\"I wasn\'t cheating,\" Draco countered, huffily. \"I was just...improving my chances.\"

\"That\'s called cheating.\"

\"Not when you\'re Slytherin.\"

\"Well, Gryffindors call it cheating.\"

\"Gryffindors need to learn.\"

\"Look whose talking.\"

Draco thwaped him on the chest. Harry laughed, and hugged him closer. \"So, how long do you think it\'s going to last?\" Draco gave a tired shrug. \"I don\'t know. Not long, I hope. We have a game this weekend.\" Harry nodded, chuckling. \"I can see it now...\"

\"Don\'t,\" Draco warned, without conviction. Harry just smiled and kissed his forehead. \"Well...with any luck, it\'ll be over by this weekend. Not that I didn\'t enjoy this, but it\'s kind of...weird...Disturbing almost.\" Draco looked affronted. \"In a good way!\" Harry rushed. Draco snorted indignantly. They were silent for a while, before Draco yawned, and asked softly, \"So you still love me? Even after...?\" He gestured at himself. The Gryffindor nodded. \"Strangely enough, yes.\" When Draco glared, he leaned down and kissed him. \"Yes,\" he amended, \"Of course I do.\"

\"Good,\" Draco replied and snuggled closer. He mumbled something against Harry\'s skin, something that sounded oddly vindictive. \"I\'m what?\"

\"Nothing,\" Draco remarked innocently, \"I didn\'t say anything.\"

\"Oh...okay...G\'night Draco.\"

\"Mmm...night Sally..\"

\"What?\"

\"Harry. Harry.\" He leaned up and smiled, then kissed Harry sweetly. \"Night Harry.\"