Boy-Love Fever

Title: Boy-Love Fever
Author: Malfoy
Archive: Absolute Yaoi
Noire Sensus- noiresensus.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Draco x Harry, Cedric x Ron, Seamus + Dean, Snape + Lupin, Hermione + Pansy
Warnings: Slash, Graphic Sex, PWP?, OOC, AU, Fluff, voyeurism, mild femmeslash
Notes: Erm... first fic in a long, long time... six months (turned to a year and a half)... 1st attempt at DM/HP for me but I’ll try writing more of these later... just I’m more of a SS/RL shipper.^_^ Thank you to Sana and Lisa for helping me get the information about the Prefect\'s bathroom in book 4...
Disclaimer: None of the Harry Potter stuff is mine. It belongs to J.K. Rowling-sama. I’m just borrowing them *evil grin* I’ll return them when I’m finished with them. Which for Severus, may take a while. ^^;
Dedication: For Sana!!! *huggles*

“Draco! You prat! Just shut up already,” Ronald Weasly pleaded.

It was the last class of the day, potions with the dreaded Professor Snape. The students waited impatiently for their Professor to show, each believing that the sooner things got started, the sooner things would end even though they knew the bell would dictate what time class was over.

Draco Malfoy, before each and every potions class, filled his time tormenting Ronald Weasly and the-Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter. He would have spent his time tormenting Miss Hermione Granger as well if the school hadn’t decided to do a little experiment.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry now had two separate schooling facilities, one for boys and one for girls because news was spreading that by doing this, the students would concentrate more on their studies. The boys got to stay in the old Hogwarts while the girls got a new building just on the other side of Hogsmeade. Even now with it being Spring, the students were trying to get used to the fact that both genders no longer had classes together. However, grades overall had improved tremendously with both the boys and girls.

As Draco Malfoy sat back in his chair, Professor Snape burst open the classroom doors, his robes billowing behind him as he made his daily grand entrance. Save for Draco’s chuckles, silence fell upon the room as the professor began to speak.

“Today, we will finish what we started yesterday. Your potions, by now, should have turned a light purple color. If not, well then, you messed up your measurements of the ingredients yesterday. It would be in your best interest to start over immediately and continue working on it after school tomorrow. If you don’t get it by then, you fail the assignment. With a dark glare, Snape surveyed the class room seeing some quite surprised faces. “Now, get to work.”

All the students jumped up to fetch their cauldrons.

“Harry,” Ron started, tapping Harry’s arm, “ Snape’s being nice. That’s not like him.”

Harry heard Ron but he didn’t answer, still awestruck by Snape’s instructions. Normally, if students failed their first try, they had exactly one class period to get things right and turn in their potion, finished or not, for grading.

Returning to their seats, Harry was pleased to see his potion had turned out right whereas, even though his potion was a rather orange color, Ron was relatively happy. Ron set his cauldron down on the table and began looking through his text book to see if there was a quick fix to his potion problem. Within seconds of opening his book, Snape was looming over his workspace and dropped something into Ron’s cauldron.

“You forgot the dandelion root,” Snape said calmly.

Ron looked up at the professor with awe, then looked back town to see the potion had turned a bluish-green.

“Now, set that back on the shelf and you can work on that tomorrow. As for now, work on your nightly assignment which is to write a 300 word essay on the side effects and possible cures, by means of potions, of anything you wish in the text book,” Snape said, announcing the assignment to the class.

Ron’s mouth hung wide open, not believing what he’d seen and heard so far in the day’s class. “P-professor,” Ron stuttered, “If I may ask, what’s got into you?”

With his response, Snape grinned slightly, “Nothing children like you would be interested in.”

Ron and Harry heard Draco laugh behind them.

Harry turned. “What are you laughing at?”

Draco’s eyes moved, watching Snape move away then he leaned over his cauldron to talk as low as he could to Harry and Ron. “Word is, Professor Snape has the fever.”

Ron and Harry looked at each other, confused.

“Fever?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, The boy-love fever or something like that. The first years named it. Anyway, apparently Snape has got it bad for someone at Hogwarts and if I’m not mistaken, it’s believed to be Lupin,” Draco chuckled.

Ron and Harry looked at each other again then shrugged.

“I think both of you are mental,” Ron said to Draco before turning around and starting his assignment.

Harry turned to finish his potion, catching a grin on Draco’s face as he did so. Not his usual mischievous grin but a normal, satisfied grin. That made Harry feel very uneasy but never-the-less, he finished his potion and at the end of class was able to turn it in, feeling quite confident about the grade he’d receive.

As usual, Ron and Harry were the last to leave the class room and they headed out of the dungeons and to the Gryffindor tower. There, they sat in the common room right in front of the fireplace.

“Draco and Snape have both gone mad,” Ron blurted out, still not over the happenings of class.

Harry nodded in agreement. “Do you think it’s possible, though? I mean could the boys of this school, due to the lack of girls, really just start falling for other boys? Seems kind of awkward to me.”

“Yeah, no kidding. It does seem strange. Perhaps the girls thought it’d be funny to curse this place with something like that?” Ron suggested.

Harry just shrugged and as if knowing exactly the conversation, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan came through the portrait hole, laughing and from what Harry could see, they were holding hands. Both boys stopped when they saw Ron and Harry looking at them. However, they didn’t stop holding hands.

Awkward silence.

After another moment or two, Seamus spoke up, a deep blush on his cheeks, “Hi, guys! Um, we’re spending dinner here, just to let you know so you don’t worry about us or anything.”

At that statement, Harry and Ron just nodded and turned around to face the fireplace. Seamus and Dean headed up to the dormitory.

“This is just getting weird,” Harry commented, looking over to Ron and noticing a deep blush on Ron’s cheeks that came very close to matching his hair.

Another awkward silence.

“What if it’s not so bad? I mean I’ve never really thought about it before but, Harry, boys aren’t very different from girls, give or take a few details. However, the romantic and sexual, for some, interaction isn’t happening with the girls since they’re gone. So, I can kind of understand what’s happening. And, now that I think about it, I want to be in a relationship, too. I don’t care with who, just someone, you know?” Ron finished and looked at Harry.

“Are you saying that we should...?”

“No, not you and me, unless of course you really want to. But, I’d like to experiment and maybe play around with one of the guys here. Just to see if this “boy-love fever” really is something to be happy about,” Ron explained.

Harry shrugged and then nodded, “I guess so. And no offense but, I don’t think I could hook up with you... the friend factor and everything.”

“You don’t have to explain. I already understand.”

After a few odd some moments, the clock on the mantelpiece began to chime signaling the beginning of dinner so, Ron and Harry left the common room and went to the Great Hall.

Dinner was normal, well, as normal as any Hogwarts dinner could be, save the fact that for some reason, everyone seemed a little more cheery than usual. Also, the fact that both Professor Snape and Professor Lupin were absent from dinner alerted Harry and Ron who, just believed what Draco told them earlier was true.

After dinner, both Harry and Ron were grateful that the absence of the girls allowed for only two boys to share a room. Though there was a wall separating their room from Dean and Seamus’ room, Harry and Ron could still hear them. And like boys do, Harry and Ron laughed, neither knowing whether to be enticed or disgusted by the noises they were hearing.

When they’d finished their assignments, it didn’t matter because they both fell asleep.

***

The next day, Harry and Ron grew more aware of the fever that was going around. Sadly, they’d even noticed Crabbe and Goyle hitting it off when Draco wasn’t watching.

Snape wasn’t any different from the day before and the students were growing more comfortable with it. Everyone wished that whatever had gotten into Snape would stick around at least until the end of the school year.

By the time Snape’s class rolled around that day, Harry noticed Ron was acting a little more giddy than usual.

“Ron, what’s gotten into you?” Harry inquired as they worked on a new potion.

“Oh, nothing,” Ron replied, grinning.

Harry shook his head, “Have you found anyone yet?”

Ron kept quiet, “Have you?”

“No, haven’t even started looking.”

“Looking for what, Potter?” Draco asked, inviting himself into the conversation. “Are you looking for someone to carry out this fever with?” Draco grinned.

“No, absolutely not. That’s absurd,” Harry responded.

“The idea’s really not that absurd, is it?” Draco questioned, dropping powdered lizard scales into his potion.

“If you’re trying to entice me- ”

“Oh! Don’t be so full of yourself, Potter. I’d never be interested in you. I was just saying.”

Harry just turned around to finish his potion. He looked to Ron who just shook his head. Silence remained between Harry, Ron and Draco until the end of class.

“Mr. Weasly, you may come back after dinner to finish your potion,” Snape said as Ron and Harry stood from their seats.

Ron nodded his assent and he and Harry left the classroom.

“Potter!” They heard Draco call behind them and they turned. “May I talk with you? Alone?”

“I suppose,” Harry replied hesitantly. He nodded to Ron and Ron headed off to the Gryffindor tower.

Without another word, Draco turned and started walking away but Harry followed. Leading them into an empty class room, Draco shut the door behind them and turned to face Harry. He took a deep breath and then without hesitation, stepped forward, bringing himself mere centimeters from Harry. Throwing inhibitions to the wind, Draco cupped Harry’s face in his hands and kissed him, not knowing whether or not Harry would respond.

But he did.

Keeping his arms to his side, Harry kissed Draco back with just as much vigor, not knowing where this passion was coming from. Soon, Harry couldn’t help but wrap his arms around Draco’s waist. Draco responded by moving closer and wrapping his arms around Harry’s shoulders.

After a few moments, Draco broke the kiss, keeping his arms around Harry. “I lied,” Draco said, breathing heavily from the kiss. “I didn’t know how you or Ron would have reacted if I’d just blatantly told you.”

“Afraid it would hurt your ego or something?” Harry asked, grinning.

Draco didn’t respond but instead, kissed Harry again, pushing his tongue past the boy’s lips.

Barely breaking the kiss, Draco spoke, “I want you. I have even before the breakout of this whole fever thing.” He nipped Harry’s bottom lip gently.

“This is so strange,” Harry commented, his voice just above a whisper.

Draco moved his mouth down to Harry’s neck, nipping and licking the flesh there. “I know but it will be worth it. Although, I think it would be a good idea if you kept us a secret for a little while so as not to cause so much commotion around the school.”

“Don’t worry. I was thinking the same thing. I don’t even know what to think of what’s happening here.” Harry took a step back, his eyes roaming Draco as if expecting an answer. “I’ll tell you now that my feeling toward you isn’t completely mutual of what you say you feel. I still hate you but I’m willing to change that.” Harry smirked one of Draco’s infamous smirks and then kissed the blond again.

***
Later that evening, Harry sat in his room looking over his Charms assignment he\'d just completed. His eyes glanced up to Ron\'s bed, noticing the boy still wasn\'t there. Harry shook his head and looked back down to his work.

He hadn\'t seen Ron since before his conversation with Draco. Not that Harry was worried but he wanted to know where the boy was and wondered if Ron\'s giddiness earlier had anything to do with his current absence. The room was quiet, eerily quiet except for the obscene noises that kept coming from next door.

Glancing over to Ron\'s bed again, Harry\'s eyes caught the clock. 10pm. Harry released a sigh and he closed his Charms book with the assignment folded neatly inside of it. After placing the book on his bedside table, Harry put his glasses with it and turned off the light. It wasn\'t anytime after Harry had turned and pulled the blankets up over his body that he heard the door to the room open loudly followed my gasps and quiet whimpers before the door closed as loudly as it was opened.

\"Quiet,\" Harry heard one of the voices speak. He then heard the squeaking of Ron\'s bed as whom ever entered apparently crawled on top of it. \"Oh, gods,\" that same voice spoke up and Harry quickly recognized it as Ron\'s.

Harry tried to ignore it and closed his eyes before hearing, \"Ron, lower, please.\" Harry did not recognize the owner of that voice but he knew he\'d heard it before. Wrapping the blanket tighter around himself, he tried not to turn onto his other side. He wanted to know who Ron was with but he wasn\'t curious enough to watch what was happening. Then again, he was curious enough. This was new to him and he liked the noises he was hearing, the moaning and the whimpering were just so enticing. He thought of what the sensations would be like that would produce such sounds. He wondered if Draco had any intention of eliciting those sounds and giving him those sensations.

Suddenly surprising himself, Harry turned onto his other side slowly. Ron hadn\'t managed to close the bed curtains to allow himself and his partner more privacy which Harry was actually thankful for. His eyes moved up and down the unrecognizeable figure and he wondered where Ron was. Then, he saw a tuft of red hair in the moonlight between the unknown figure\'s legs. The moans and whimpers grew louder and closer together then Harry noticed the figure\'s back arching high off the bed. He saw the outline of an open, silently screaming mouth and it was then that Harry felt his cock twitch between his legs. He hadn\'t felt that before. However, he liked it and he continued secretly watching.

\"Accio, lotion,\" Ron\'s voice whispered as Harry saw the red head move back up on the bed. Ron then turned over on his back, next to the figure and the figure propped himself on his elbow, tracing his hand over Ron\'s bare chest and stomach. \"Take me again, Cedric, please,\" Ron\'s voice pleaded.

Harry nearly squeaked at the name. Cedric?! Diggory?! His eyes wide at hearing the information, Harry suddenly became more interested in the scene before him and more comfortable with his current relationship with Draco. Two sets of enemies were now two sets of lovers. Harry allowed a large grin to cross his face as he saw Cedric swiftly remove Ron\'s trousers, leaving both boys naked on Ron\'s bed.

For a moment, Harry wondered what Ron would have done had he still had the light on. Would they have still come parading in here like horny rabbits or would they have passed it off and just simply explained to Harry what was going on. A sharp moan took Harry\'s thoughts away from that and back to the two boys on Ron\'s bed. Ron\'s legs were bent up near his chest and Cedric\'s knees were to either side of Ron, leaning over with his hands to either side of the red head. They both remained still, breathing heavily and then Ron moved just slightly. Cedric leaned further down, placing a feverish kiss to Ron\'s lips and Ron in response wrapped his arms around Cedric\'s neck.

Did that really feel comfortable? Did it feel good to have something there? Harry wondered. He wanted to know.

Harry watched as one of Ron\'s hands gripped the nape of Cedric\'s neck while his other gripped his shoulder tightly. They continued to kiss each other furiously as moans escaped both of their mouths. So much passion, so much lust, so much pleasure did Harry witness, surprised and captivated by it all.

Cedric\'s hips moved backward and forward slowly, sensuously. Harry felt his own cock twitch again and he moved his legs slightly, relishing quietly in the sensation it produced. He never once thought he could be so enthralled with Ron, his best friend... the boy whom he never thought could produce such a feeling within him.

Harry continued to let his eyes wander over the two boys before him, suddenly feeling quite warm. He wanted to throw the blankets from his body but didn\'t want to elude to his watchful eye and so, he laid there, blankets drawn up and sweat starting to form on his forehead. He tried closing his eyes to calm himself but then all he saw was Draco, warm, naked and heated much like he was now.

After a few more moments of watching, Ron released a sharp gasp and his mouth broke violently away from Cedric\'s as he arched his back much like Cedric had done earlier. Cedric\'s head lowered into the crook of Ron\'s neck as Ron\'s arms wrapped tightly around the older boy.

The room grew insanely quiet as Harry waited for any further movement from the couple. He moved his legs again, and heard himself release a small gasp a little too late. Ron\'s eyes opened and he turned his head, looking directly at Harry. Green met amber and a smirk fell to Ron\'s lips as if to say \"I found someone.\" Harry didn\'t know what to do and so he just nodded and turned over, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes to let his quickly beating heart to calm slightly.

Hearing the bed creak slightly and the shuffle of the blankets being pulled down on Ron\'s bed, Harry opened his eyes. He glanced to the parchment and quill that lie on his bedside table. Looking back over his shoulder at the two boys, Harry grinned to himself and threw the blankets from his body, sitting up and grabbing the parchment and quill. After he put on his glasses, he tore a strip from the parchment and proceeded to scribble a message on it.

Harry looked over to Hedwig\'s perch, noticing she was still there and hadn\'t taken off for the night. Glad with this fact, Harry stood from his bed, jumping slightly at the cold floor. As he did so, he quickly became aware of the tent in his pajama pants. He sighed but realized that if he kept quiet enough, no one would see it and perhaps, it would go away enough so that he could get to where he wanted without having to explain if he were stopped in the halls. Padding quietly over to his owl, Hedwig turned her head to him and hooted quietly.

\"Hedwig, I need you to take this to Draco,\" Harry whispered, receiving a confused, scared look from the owl. Harry grinned, \"It\'s okay, he won\'t hurt you. Just give this to him. I have some business to attend to with him.\" The owl hooted at Harry\'s words then took the parchment and flew off out the window.

Seeing Hedwig fly out of sight, Harry gathered his robe from the end of his bed and put it on, holding it closed around him. Harry glanced back over to the boys, making sure there was no movement and then left the room. He passed through the Griffyndor common room quickly and exited the portrait hole.

Harry crept along the corridors, looking back behind himself every-so-often to make sure no one was behind him. He made certain that he kept quiet enough so as not to disturb the portraits, creeping down the stairs. Reaching the fifth floor, Harry sat on the bottom step of the staircase and waited. He looked down, seeing the tent in his pajama pants wasn\'t as large as it had been earlier, and grinned.

A few good moments past and Harry rest his head on his arms that were folded over his bent knees. Just as soon as he did so, he heard a voice.

\"Fifth floor. I need you, now,\" Draco\'s voice mocked and Harry\'s head shot up. \"I knew it was you. Lovely message, Harry.\"

Harry smirked at Draco\'s words, \"I figured it would get you out of bed. At least, I hoped it would.\"

\"And what exactly are you getting me out of bed for? It can\'t have been that important,\" Draco smirked back, padding closer to Harry.

\"That\'s where you\'re wrong,\" Harry stated, raising to his feet before Draco and trying not to glance down to see if the large tent had returned. Although, the quirk of Draco\'s eyebrows gave him the notion that it had.

Harry drew himself ever closer to the blond before pressing his lips to his without warning. However, Draco didn\'t mind the lack of warning and wrapped his arms tightly around Harry. The two boys kissed, the passion rivaling that in which Harry had witnessed between Ron and Cedric.

\"So, this is why you picked the fifth floor?\" Draco asked, barely breaking the kiss.

\"Mhmm,\" Harry responded simply, pressing his lips harshly against Draco\'s again.

Both boys moaned quietly into the kiss, pressing their bodies against one another. Harry was quite happy to know just Draco\'s kiss was eliciting moans from him. He couldn\'t wait to hear himself moaning over more intimate things. He couldn\'t wait for Draco to undress and ravish him in the same manner he saw Cedric to do Ron. With the thought, Harry broke the kiss and grabbed Draco\'s hand, leading the boy to the Prefect\'s bathroom.

Just shy of the bathroom, Draco grabbed Harry\'s hand tightly, pulling him back. He pressed Harry up against the wall, catching his lips in another heated kiss. He nipped at the slightly taller boy\'s lips, his tongue then gliding slowly over the bruising lips and into the boy\'s mouth. Harry grabbed the front of Draco\'s robe in both of his hands, pushing the boy back just slightly. Without breaking the kiss, the boys drew closer to the bathroom door.

Harry pressed Draco up against the bathroom door, taking his lips from Draco\'s and moving them to Draco\'s neck. Draco lifted his head, letting Harry have more access. Through his moans, he managed to mumble the password. Then, grabbing the handle, he turned it, opening the door and spilling himself and Harry onto the floor due to loss of balance.

Harry sat back on his knees as Draco crawled from his touch, reaching for the tabs closest to him to fill the tub. As he did so, Harry, while still on his knees, closed the door. Draco managed to sit himself on his knees and he sat there with a smirk on his face that Harry couldn\'t resist. The dark haired boy crawled over to Draco, placing his hands on the boy\'s hips and, in one swift motion, brought Draco\'s hips to meet his.

\"Off. Now,\" Draco growled as he grasped Harry\'s robe firmly, nearly ripping it from the boy\'s body. He shrugged off his own robe then with a tight grip on Harry\'s shirt, removed it swiftly. Draco\'s mouth latched itself to Harry\'s once again, furthering the growing bruises.

Harry moaned again into the kiss. His hands trailed down from Draco\'s hips and onto his ass, squeezing the firm flesh. \"The fever getting to you, Draco?\" he asked in a heated whisper.

Draco rubbed his hips against Harry\'s and smirked again, \"What do you think?\"

\"I think I was right in saying I needed you,\" Harry responded, tugging Draco\'s bottom lip.

Draco said nothing and broke the kiss. His lips blindly trailed to Harry\'s neck and along his shoulder. His mouth bit down on the collar bone, sucking gently before his tongue darted out to trace the bone. Harry moaned and his hands grabbed Draco\'s shirt, tugging at it harshly. Draco raised his arms, letting Harry remove the piece of clothing then Draco\'s hands found themselves at the waist band of his own pajama pants and he tugged them down.

Harry pulled back just slightly, watching Draco remove his bottoms. His eyes fixed themselves for a few moments on Draco\'s length, seriously contemplating if something that big would actually feel good inside him. Draco noticed Harry\'s gaze and brought his hand to his own length and gently stroked. A tiny bead of pearly white liquid surfaced from the length and Draco took it onto his finger then pressed his finger to Harry\'s lips. Harry\'s eyes filled with questioning.

\"Taste it, Harry, you\'ll like it,\" Draco whispered.

Curious to see if Draco\'s words were true, Harry slowly darted out his tongue and swiped it over Draco\'s finger. It was salty, bitter and sweet all at the same time. He didn\'t just like it, he loved it and wanted more. Without warning, Harry placed his hands on Draco\'s shoulder and pushed him back onto the floor. His hands grabbed Draco\'s pants and pulled them completely off the blond\'s body. Harry leaned over Draco, bringing his head down to Draco\'s length and he licked one long stroke up the underside of Draco\'s cock, feeling the boy shudder beneath him.

\"Oh, gods, Ha-arry,\" Draco moaned loudly, \"more.\"

Wrapping his right hand around the shaft, Harry put his lips around the covered head of Draco\'s cock. He gently nipped at the foreskin, making Draco gasp out loud. Harry pulled back the foreskin with his hand and let his tongue swipe over the purplish head, making sure to dip his tongue into the slit to gather more of that liquid. He hadn\'t a clue if he was doing this right but the mewls and moans coming from his lover\'s mouth encouraged him to keep going.

With his lips wrapped tightly around the revealed head of Draco\'s cock, Harry sucked. His tongue moved around over the head, continuously taking in the liquid that threatened to come spilling out. He heard himself moan at the taste and felt Draco shudder again. Draco\'s hands were suddenly tugging at his hair and he descended further down on Draco\'s cock, continuously sucking. Harry continued with this ritual until he took as much of Draco as he could. He then took the length from his mouth and started all over again. He wasn\'t even half way done with the second descent when Draco grabbed harshly on to his hair and moaned loudly.

\"Ha-ar-ry! I\'m gonna come.\"

Come? Harry wasn\'t familiar with that term. But before he had time to think anything more, his mouth filled with that delicious taste. He swallowed all he was giving, relishing in the flavor. Draco loosened his grip on Harry and Harry took the softening length from his mouth and passed his tongue over the head one more time. He looked up Draco\'s body, into his eyes seeing Draco\'s eyes over run with lust. His eyes admired the pale flesh beneath him and he kissed his way up Draco\'s body before catching his lips.

Draco moaned quietly into the kiss. It was then that Harry became aware of the slight pain between his legs and he whimpered. Pulling away from Draco, he got to his feet. Draco sat up then stood before going over to the tub, turning off the taps and lowering himself into it. He turned around to watch Harry, beckoning the boy to join him. Harry grabbed the waist band of his pants and pushed them down just slightly, letting them fall the rest of the way to the floor. He stepped out of them and saw Draco\'s eyes trailing up and down his body. A small gasp fled from the blond\'s lips.

\"You like?\" Harry asked, finding nervousness in his voice. He looked down to the floor, feeling a blush rise to his cheeks.

\"Like isn\'t a good enough word for it,\" Draco responded with wonderment. He reached out his hands to Harry, hoping the boy would take them.

Harry\'s eyes lit up at Draco\'s compliment and he stepped forward, grabbing Draco\'s hands and lowering himself into the tub. Surrounded by multi-colored bubbles and wonderfully marvelous scents, the two took each other in their arms. Draco placed his head in the crook of Harry\'s neck, nipping and licking the flesh. One of his hands, beneath the water, wrapped itself around Harry\'s cock, eliciting a sharp gasp from the dark haired boy.

\"Mmm, Draco. I want you to be inside me,\" Harry whispered.

Draco pulled back from Harry, looking him in the eyes, \"Are you sure?\"

Harry nodded and grinned, \"I was watching Ron and Cedric before I met you. They looked like they were enjoying it so, I want to know how it feels.\"

Draco returned Harry\'s grin and teased, \"A bit of a voyeur, Harry?\"

\"They were in my room, what else was I supposed to do? Ignore them? What fun is there in that?\" Harry teased back.

Draco took his hand from Harry\'s cock, making the boy whimper quietly. He moved the same hand to Harry\'s back and down onto his ass. Fingers crept down between Harry\'s cheeks, searching blindly for his entrance. Once found, Draco\'s fingers ran slowly over the puckered flesh. Harry mewled quietly.

\"Turn around and grab the ledge,\" Draco instructed, removing his hands from Harry.

Harry nodded and turned around, following Draco\'s instructions. Draco moved behind Harry, placing his fingers to Harry\'s entrance again. He then slowly pushed the tip of his index finger into Harry and the boy gasped loudly, gripping tighter onto the ledge. After a moment, Harry pushed back on the finger, wiggling his hips to make it go deeper. Draco noticed and slowly pushed the finger deeper into the boy.

Moving the finger around, Draco put his middle finger to Harry\'s entrance. He copied the same movements he\'d done with his first finger and then a few minutes later did the same with a third finger. Harry was moaning louder and louder as Draco thrust his fingers inside of the boy, stretching him.

\"Draco, please,\" Harry pleaded, moving his ass back on the fingers.

\"Just a little longer, Potter. You want to still be able to sit down, don\'t you?\" Draco questioned.

Harry silenced himself, figuring it was a rhetorical question. Draco soon removed his fingers, eliciting another whimper from the boy. However, the whimper quickly changed into a low, guttural groan when Draco grabbed his own cock and pressed just the tip into Harry.

\"Alright?\" Draco asked simply, noticing Harry breathing more heavily.

Harry nodded, \"Just go slow and when I tell you to stop, stop.\"

\"Of course,\" Draco agreed, slowly pushing deeper into Harry.

\"Stay still,\" Harry whimpered as Draco pushed all the way into him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath trying to get used to the feeling. For a moment, he was tempted to tell Draco to take it out. It felt so uncomfortable and he wondered how Ron could obtain so much pleasure from something like this. However, his thoughts disappeared when he felt soft kisses being placed along his back and hands traveling up his stomach and chest.

Those hands ghosted over Harry\'s nipples. Harry\'s thoughts turned to wondering if that was normal. But then concluded he didn\'t care. It felt good and sent pleasure through out his lower regions and made the discomfort disappear. Again, Harry wiggled his hips. Draco grasped Harry\'s hips and circled his hips just slightly, making the boy\'s quiet moans rival his own.

\"Move,\" Harry groaned. He didn\'t like being teased.

Draco pulled out slowly then pushed back in, relishing in the tightness. He gasped at the heat, gripping on to Harry\'s hips tighter. It felt as if Harry clamped down on him with each thrust and Draco loved it. Gradually, he sped up his thrusts. Both moaned loudly into the room, wrapping themselves in the sensations.

It did feel good. Harry was very pleased. He was glad he was so curious.

Both boys gripped tighter on to what they were holding, their knuckles turning white as Draco continued to thrust into Harry. Suddenly, Harry felt as if he were going to explode with pleasure. Was that what Draco meant by \'coming\'? He didn\'t know but he yelled that he was doing so into the room, looking down and seeing a stream of pearly liquid shooting forth into the water. Harry closed his eyes tightly, feeling the sensations wash over him.

Draco gasped loudly at Harry\'s announcement, feeling the boy\'s inner muscles constrict around his cock, sending him into climax as well. He slowly thrust in and out of the dark haired boy, burying his seed deep with in him. As his orgasm subsided, Draco fell forward, placing his forehead to the back of Harry\'s right shoulder.

Both struggled to regain their breath, leaving the room silent except for the sound of sloshing water calming beside them. Draco\'s lips lazily kissed Harry\'s back and he pulled himself out of the boy. Harry turned around to face Draco and wrapped his arms tightly around the blond\'s shoulders. They kissed passionately, tongues slipping in and out of the other\'s mouth.

\"I like this fever thing,\" Harry whispered, pulling out of the kiss.

\"Me, too. An unusual occurence that was one of the last things on my list to ever happen within this castle,\" Draco commented, laughing.

\"No kidding,\" Harry agreed. He thought for a few moments then spoke again, \"Would you like to sleep with me tonight?\"

\"In your bed,\" Draco asked, taking one of Harry\'s hands in his, lacing their fingers together. \"Are you sure Ron won\'t mind?\"

\"Yes, in my bed. Ron has Cedric with him, I don\'t think he\'d really care,\" Harry answered, kicking himself mentally. Of course Ron would care. This was Draco MALFOY for goodness sake. He\'ll learn though, Harry thought.

\"It would be my pleasure to sleep with you. It would undoubtedly be more comfortable than sleeping alone,\" Draco grinned, placing a kiss to Harry\'s hand.

Moments later, the boys left the tub, dressed and headed up to Gryffindor Tower. They continuously watched their backs as they headed up. Stopping when they thought they heard Snape\'s voice, the two laughed when they realized the voice had nothing to do with them but instead much to do with Lupin.

Harry gripped Draco\'s hand tightly in his, leading him through the portrait hole and the Griffyndor Common Room then up to his and Ron\'s dormitory. Opening the door, Harry noticed a slight shuffle in Ron\'s bed and moonlight caught amber eyes glanced over to him, looking Harry and his guest over. Harry then saw a grin make its way to Ron\'s lips and he nodded once before closing his eyes and scooting closer to Cedric.

\"Did he just...?\" Draco whispered, his expression full of puzzlement.

Harry nodded, quite baffled at Ron\'s response to seeing Draco. Harry then looked over, seeing Hedwig on her perch again, wondering why she hadn\'t gone out for the night. Dismissing it, Harry led Draco to his bed.

Draco tugged at Harry\'s clothing as they approached the bed, wanting to feel Harry against him as he slept. Harry removed his clothing down to his boxers at Draco\'s request. He looked to Draco for approval but Draco glanced at Harry\'s boxers as if to say, \'Those, too.\' Harry looked over to Ron\'s bed, seeing they were both asleep then dropped his boxers. Stepping out of them, he looked to Draco again.

\"Take your clothes off, too,\" Harry whispered and Draco followed his instructions.

The two crawled under the blankets of Harry\'s bed curling up closely. They heard Hedwig hoot happily just before they drifted to sleep.

***
In the Hogwarts\' girls\' facility, two girls slept in one bed however, they both awoke when they heard a loud hoot fill the room.

\"Hermione, Hedwig\'s back,\" the black haired girl stated, noticing the white owl in their window.

Hermione gasped with delight at seeing the owl, \"Hedwig, have they?\"

The owl hooted again, giving an affirmative response.

\"Finally,\" Hermione said, putting her hand to her forehead as if relieved to hear the news. She then turned from the owl, snuggling close to her girlfriend. \"Well, Pansy, that potion was well worth slipping into the pumpkin juice at the beginning of term, wasn\'t it?\"

Pansy just nodded, \"Absolutely. I was as tired of their bickering as you were.\"

Pansy leaned down, placing a gentle kiss to Hermione\'s cheek before settling back down and following her girlfriend back to sleep.

END.