Closer to My Goal

As he walked down the corridor of the castle late at night, his mind wondered. Harry knew he was gay. He just had no real experiences to go by. He had his invisibility cloak on, wondering dusty, unused, forgotten corridors. All the things he wanted to try, experience, and hopefully enjoy, since he doesn't really find girls attractive. Some do have pretty faces, but their body's do nothing for him. He would rather have them for friends than date them. Hermione is great but the witch doesn't have a certain body part that he is interested in. Plus a set of something he really didn't enjoy on Cho and Ginny. He liked the hard planes that his dorm mates sported and showed when they were dressing. When he was holding one of the girls it was like there was something between them that he couldn't hold them close enough. With blokes, well, you could just hold them as close as you wanted with out having to worry about squishing them. Then there is that perfect lining up of the bodies involved. It made Harry shudder thinking about the muggle bloke that he found during the summer. They didn't do much, just some kissing and touching, but it made the summer more bearable, if not a little exciting. His name was Lars, and his father was German, but his mother was English and he was staying with her over the summer this year. He was sorry that he was going to be with his father the next year, but, enjoyed Harry's company all the same. Now Harry was wishing he was not such a loner and had done more with Lars. I mean, really, how hard is it to find a gay wizard? Apparently, everyone was not against Homosexuals, just really secretive about that certain preference. Harry was starting to miss the feelings that came with the kissing and the cock grabbing that happened. He tried to imagine what it was like to hold that thick, hard cock in his hands. Then he realized that he was getting close to the dungeons and he needed to NOT be thinking about these things when he can't really do anything about it. Then Harry heard a noise. A very distinctive noise of pleasure. Harry tried to not get too excited but he was a bit of a voyeur. Why did his Dad leave him this cloak, if he wasn't a voyeur, too? Anyways he found one of the unused rooms with a quickly cast silencing and locking charm. He slowly took down the locking charm as to not alert whomever was in the room. Leaving the silencing charm to keep the door from squeaking and his stealth high, he crept in the room. What he found was the most arousing, if not surprising, thing he has ever seen. There was Colin Creevy pounding into the arse of Draco Malfoy. Malfoy was the picture of perfection, not a scar or birthmark on his perfect alabaster skin. He has the most blissful look on his face and if Harry had not seen it for himself, he would have not believed it. Then Malfoy spoke, "Oh Colin, What else, Tell me more about Harry, what does he do? Where does he sneak off to? What does he do in the common room?"

Harry froze in place. He wants to know about Harry now? Right in the middle of things? Does Colin get bothered or hurt because of this? No. He is not fazed or falters in his thrusts, if anything he speed up.

"Yeah Draco. Harry usually takes off around 9:30pm in his cloak. Uh, yes, He will wonder around for a few hours just to be alone. I don't , mmm, I don't know where he goes. I think he wonders, yeah baby, the corridors. Draco, oh Draco, so tight."

"Fuck yeah, right there. What does he do in the common room? Oh shite."

Harry is shocked. He can't move.

"He will study with Ron and Hermione. He stares at the fire in his favorite chair. Oh My Gods."

"Harry has a favorite chair?"

"Yes. Oh, gonna cum. Yeah squeeze me. Oh yeah."

"Wait, not......yet." Draco finished lamely because Colin did cum. Draco was once again fulfilled with his new knowledge of Harry, but unfulfilled as usual with Colin's efforts. Not that it was bad, no sex is really bad, but Draco liked to get off too. At least Colin was a Griffindor. Which usually meant that he would suck Draco off. Then, he did.

Harry was watching this go on. Why was Draco talking about him during some hot man sex? Was there something that the blond covers up all the time, other than the fact he is bent?

Right about then, interrupting his musings, there was a faint hissing in the room. Harry searched the room and found in a corner a magical snake, kind of like the snake that Malfoy had conjured during the duel in second year. The snake was on attack mode as soon as he had smelled Harry and is going to make sure that Harry was discovered in the room. The boys stopped their ministrations to look at the snake. Colin hurried to get his clothes on and leave the room. Draco was surprisingly calm taking his time getting dressed. When Harry saw the snake slither toward the Slytherin, he jumped into action, whipping off his invisibility cloak, brandishing his wand, and taking his usual hero stance. With a flick of his wand, Harry banished the snake. Draco, stood up clapping with an amused look on his face.

"Ever the hero, eh, Potter? Do you go around valiantly to save fellow classmates all the time or am I just lucky? Or is it that you are some big pervert getting your jolly's off on watching unsuspecting students doing the unspeakable acts in abandoned classrooms?" Draco drawled.

This got to Harry. Who was Malfoy to accuse him of these things?

"Get over yourself, Malfoy. I didn't know you took advantage of innocent little Griffondors, plugging them for information about me."

"Stop it Potter, you don't know what your getting yourself into."

"Come on Malfoy, You can't possibly believe that I would back off now. Why are you asking questions about me?"

"Harry," Draco purred, "Dear, sweet, innocent, Harry, why would a big, bad, back-stabbing, self-serving, Slytherin want to know about what you do? I will tell you what. Its WRONG for a pure-blood, heir to want a Half-blood Hero. I want to corrupt the hero. I want you to embrace the evilness that lives inside you. I want you to have a Dark Mark on your right arm. I want to create chaos, to show opposites and extremes. I want to talk about it, laugh about it, ENJOY it, with you, Next to you. I want you..." Draco let it sound like he was going to add more to the last thing he said, but didn't.

"You want me to what?" Did I really sound that breathless? Where did that come from? Confused but aroused Harry is not a easy to work with kind of Harry.

"That's it, I just want you, Harry. I want to see you break so I can put you back together." Draco said this as he slowly moved towards Harry. "I want to be the one that you call for, the one that you take, over and over again. I want to take you when you need to be taken. Then I want you to claim me. Claim me with this." Draco finished by grabbing the erection in Harry's pants. How did he get so close so fast? Oh Gods, that feels great! No. No. Bad Harry.

"W-why me?" Come on Harry, keep your composure.

"Don't you see it Harry? Feel the pull towards me? Always searching for me, waiting till the next meeting, feeling the heat and passion between us?" Then Draco was caressing Harry's lips . "Have you ever thought of the passion in a kiss? To have everything but not enough, needing more? I want to taste you, claim you, give you what you need. That is why I have asked about you. I have to know somethings." Then Draco leaned in to kiss those lips he was touching. Harry stiffened but quickly forgot who he was kissing and returned the kiss with gusto.

Draco was overjoyed when Harry decided to kiss back. He decided take it further. Swiping his tongue across Harry's bottom lip he was granted access to the hot cavern. Oh yes, this was better than he imagined in his fantasy's. Draco grabbed Harry's cheeks and held him so he could plunder his mouth. This way Harry couldn't get away. But Harry had responded, didn't he? Draco slid one hand in that unruly hair as he felt the arms of the black haired Adonis wrap him in an possessive embrace. Encouraged Draco pressed his renewed erection into Harry's hip. Harry gasped and returned the movement by gyrating his hips into Draco's. Then he took his Griffindor Courage and reached lower until he was grabbing the nicest piece of arse he thought he could ever feel. Not big but not small, just hand-fulls really, but firm and muscular. As Harry needed Draco's arse, Draco moaned into Harry's mouth. Soon they broke the kiss for some much needed breath. Still panting and somehow wrapped around each other, they looked into each others eyes. Harry noticed that Draco was very attractive when he was not trying to hex his balls off. Harry started to kiss Draco's chin and along his jaw line. Draco tilted his head so Harry could explore where ever he wanted. Harry did just that. Making notes on where he got the loudest or whimpering reaction. Harry was also letting his hands roam of their own free will. He was feeling inches and inches of silken skin and couldn't care less that he had argued with the prat in his arms for the past 6 years. Malfoy was probvably the sexiest Adonis he has ever seen and right here completely starkers. Harry could also understand him. It was really easy, they did have a lot in common. How many times do you find this hot a bloke, that is into blokes, at Hogwarts? Not very often. Harry then decided there was too much clothing between them. He started to take off his own shirt, pausing in his lips exploration to remove the shirt. Draco then crashed his lips against Harry's, moaning into the kiss, and the delight of skin on skin. The heat was almost unbearable and he could feel the heart beats becoming erratic. Draco allowed Harry to do what he wanted and maybe it will go as far as Draco was wanting. Harry then dropped his hands to Draco's cock. Draco couldn't take that much more. He grabbed Harry's cock through his trousers then Harry pushed against it. Draco then unbuttoned the trousers, threw them on the ground, and caressed the skin there on his thighs. Harry gasped, almost embarrassed, then he realized he was just wanting this very thing just a bit earlier in the evening. Draco noticed the slight tensing Harry did and saw it quickly faded.

"How far have you gone with a bloke, Harry?"

"Um, just a little bit of kissing and touching." Why was he so embarrassed? Stop blushing Harry. Damnit!

"Yes, that is nice and innocent. Harry, normally, I would need to be prepared but Colin did that for you. I would like to try something else first, okay?" Harry nodded. "Don't worry, Harry, this won't hurt." Draco then got to his knees Before Harry knew what happened he was being enveloped by a hot, wet, and very talented mouth. Harry was a shuddering wreck almost instantly. How does Draco seem to do this instantly to him he will never figure out, even 50 years later. Almost too soon Draco was standing up and Harry whimpered in protest. Draco caressed Harry's check and bent in for another kiss. As he did, he got on the edge of the desk he was using earlier with Colin. He then pulled Harry as close as he could, trying to line Harry up with his entrance. Draco grabbed Harry's cock and lined it up. "Take the lube and coat that thick cock of yours. Gods. Yeah like that. Now line it up there, and push into me, Harry, slowly. I will tell you if you need to stop alright?"

Harry just nodded and began to push in slow like Draco said. When he was just over half way in, Draco asked him to stop. "Are you hurt?" Harry asked, though he didn't know how. He was experiencing the tightest, hottest, best thing he has ever felt in his life.

Draco nodded, "I just need to have a minute. You feel so big, so perfect. Gods, it was never this good in my dreams." After a minute Draco was ready for Harry to continue. "Okay, start pushing in again." Draco pushed down and towards Harry. "Yes, keep going, Oh Merlin! Okay stop for a minute so I can adjust." Draco kissed Harry, then, "Move Harry now. Yes Harry! That spot, hit that spot."

"Like that?"

"Merlin, yes, Harry, mmm, more."

"A-are you sure? I mean, I , don't want to hurt you."

"I am not a GIRL Harry, FUCK me."

"Right then." Harry started to pound into Draco but it was difficult to do so upright, so Harry pushed Draco onto the desk and scooted Draco's hips down. Then Harry hit Draco's prostate every thrust making Draco moan and mewel, like some kind of beast. Soon, Harry was trying to compose himself to keep from cumming.


"Harry, fuck! There right there. I am going to cum if you keep that up." So Harry did. He even speed up trying to get them both off. Then he remembered he could use his hand and started to pull off Draco. Draco then was shaking and going stiff as his orgasm hit him in a blinding white light. It only took Harry a few more thrusts until he was cumming so hard he thought his brains was sucked out of his cock. Harry just held on to Draco as tight as he could trying to catch his own breath. So the books Hermione gave him was spot on. That was bloody brilliant! Harry pulled out of Draco but didn't move. After Harry came down from his high, his mind started thinking about things. Draco really confused him earlier.

Draco felt Harry tense up. What could he be thinking after that? Draco sure wasn't. That was one of the best orgasm's he has ever had. Draco started to run his hands in a caress across Harry's back. He was not good at comforting but this would have to do. After a while (no one could really tell) Harry lifted his head and looked into Draco's eyes. It was the only place he might find that bit of something. Something reassuring, telling Harry that Draco is not just out to cause damage. Draco looked back with interest. Harry decided there was nothing left to do but ask.

"Draco, is, that, um, it?" So much for being articulate.

"Is what it? The evenings shag? Yes, I am knackered."

"No. I knew that. But I mean, well, what I am trying to say is."

Draco was tired of Harry not being able to say what he wants. "Harry, sweetie, Why don't we meet up tomorrow night and talk about whatever it is that you want to talk about. I am knackered, completely shagged, thanks to you, and now I would like nothing more than my bed. Why don't you pick the next place and we will meet there after dinner? Sound good?"

How could Harry argue that? "Erm, sure. That would be great. Say we meet at the 7th floor corridor by the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy?"

"At least its better than the Astrology Tower. I will see you then, Harry." With that, Draco decided he was going to get another snog in or two. He leaned forward and captured Harry's lips in a sated, but passionate kiss.


Here is my second try at writing. Sorry no beta on this one. I got a couple of offers, but I am not sure if they still stand. Anyways feedback is very welcome. Feed the writer. Thanks to all that read, review, and rate!!

~Nussy Malfoy