The Room of Requirement

Ok guys so here is a little one shot that came to me while listening to Gavin Rossdale’s Adrenaline (You might be able to guess that since some of the summary is his lyrics, if a little twisted) Which reminds me…

THE SUMMARY WRITTEN FOR THIS STORY HAS USED ADAPTED LYRICS FROM GAVIN ROSSDALES ADRENALINE AND I DO NOT TAKE CRADIT FOR THEM…except the end part that’s all me.

Erm…so you know, this story you can pretty much place it anywhere within the book but I was thinking along the lines of book five or six and not all cannon?? Anyway that’s up to you, I leave you to make up your own little tie in. To the story!

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The Room of Requirement: a magical room that can only be discovered by those in need of it. It can take on the form of any room you wish and hold inside anything you desire.

A room that gives our golden boy and ice prince a space to be themselves and enjoy teenage pastimes that are never repeated to family or friends. For them it holds a vision of a future hard to see in these times…

…They fell onto the bed naked; vanishing charm were fantastically useful. Draco held onto Harry’s face as the brunet’s hands traveled up and down his sides. He pushed his hand further up the teens face and into his dark hair before pulling at it so that the teen was forced away.

They stared at each other for a moment; both lost in the others eyes, seeing the need and want, before Harry forced his way down and began nipping and sucking at the pale neck below him. Draco growled as though he thought he was being ignored and pushed his head back revealing more neck. His hands massaging Harry’s shoulders and arms.

Harry groan and pushed his hips down and up to rub his erection against Draco’s, the blondes hands tightened on his arms as he cried out at the blessed feeling, drowning out his own moan.

Draco rocked them until he was on top, straddling Harry at the waist. He looked down at Harry; the teen gasping for breathe and rubbing his hands along Draco’s thighs that twitched as he did so. Draco let one hand caress the other teens face and Harry kissed the fingers as they passed his mouth. Draco smiled and then rocked against Harry.

He gasped out a laugh as Harry closed his eyes and moaned, his fingers pressing tight into Draco’s thighs. Harry looked up at him and smirked before bucking up and holding Draco down so that they rubbed hard against each other.

Draco cried out and fell forward, his hands landing either side of Harry’s head. He had his eyes closed trying to reign in his control and shivered when he felt Harry’s hands stroking his ass and fingers gliding over his entrance like some unfound hidden treasure.

He fell on Harry, passionately kissing him, just as Harry turned them over again. Harry’s hand caressed down the pale chest and abdomen before he gave a few full strong strokes to Draco’s cock.

The blonde flinched up with each stroke and gasped out. Draco held on to Harry’s arm; the one holding the brunet up, while his other one was buried in his own blonde hair.

After a few moments Draco flipped them again and began to lavish attention on the tanned chest in front of him he licked the chest begging to define itself and sucked on the pert nipples.

Harry gave a guttural groan banged his head against the pillow beneath his head, tying to get his breathing under control. He buried both hands his Draco’s hair his grip varying as Draco licked and sucked his way down the tanned body.

As he got to the patch of hair surrounding the cock he loved worshiping he kissed the skin above it and blew over the now wet skin. He smiled up at Harry as he saw the brunet shudder and flick his hips a little.

He then took the cock in front of him fully into his mouth and ran his tongue up the thick vein under the shaft. Harry cried out, almost bringing him to sit up before falling back on the bed. Draco carried on swallowing and licking and pumping, all the while watching as Harry trembled beneath him.

He could feel his insides coiling tighter and knew now he had to stop the blonde. He pulled the silky hair and Draco cried out before Harry attacked his mouth and he was pushed backward, back onto his back. Harry pressed his leg up further, smiling into the kiss as Draco whimpered pleasurably and pushed down onto the leg.

Draco held onto Harry with one hand as his other lifted up into the air and he clicked his fingers impatiently a few times before a tube of lubricant was flying into his hand. He then pushed it against Harry’s chest, all the while still kissing Harry with desperation.

The brunet chuckled into the kiss but pulled away and took the tube. As he put some on his fingers Draco kept running his hands up, over Harry’s nipples and then down to stroke the jutting cock.

When Harry was done he looked into Draco’s liquid silver eyes, the blondes hands still working him and saw the need in them and the impatience that was quickly coming forward the longer he stared. He waited and sure enough Draco whimpered and pushed upwards.

He smirked as he kissed his way down the blonde’s chest and let his wet fingers trail down from the tightening balls to the hidden entrance. He held down the hips with one arm as he pushed one finger in slowly.

Draco shivered and pushed down slightly, it hurt but in such a good way. Let out a gasp that was more of a groan and fisted his hands into his hair. He got himself to relax because he needed more; he needed to feel full.

Harry watched as the hole took his finger in further and he bent down licking the blonde’s balls and kissing the shaft before he went up further; kissing the pale, yet flushed, neck while working his finger.

Draco cried out as another finger was added and Harry bit down on the skin above his collarbone. Draco took his hands from his hair and held onto Harry’s back.

As the brunet added a third finger he scratched his fingers down the tanned back. Harry hissed as his back erupted in pain but it just fed his adrenaline and libido.

He took his fingers out on felt under the pillow for the condom he knew would be there. As he pulled it over his straining erection he watched as Draco turned over so he was on his hands and knees. He began pushed back and forth trying to gain contact with Harry. If he tilted his head to the side slightly he could just see as Draco leisurely stroked himself whimpering softly.

He finished and pushed the head in slightly. Draco gasped looked behind him, watching as the tanned hips pushed closer to him, slowly pushing the cock at his entrance further in. Harry held onto the pale hips in front of him, watching as he disappeared into the tight heat that was Draco.

Once he was buried, he stroked the blondes back and hips as the Draco rested his head in his folded arms in front of him. Harry began moving a little for Draco to get used to it again and When Draco’s little mewling became groans he pushed harder.

He put his arms on either side of Draco and leaned down, ghosting his breathe over the pale, flushed neck. He pushed in hard and Draco felt him rub against his sweet spot, his nerve endings sizzling.

As they pushed against each other, becoming one, they let go of everything that existed outside their room…

~~~~~Voices in Draco’s head~~~~~
SNAPE: Potter is not someone you can frolic around with!
NARCISSA: You have to do it if you want to live! Think about the family!
LUCIUS: Malfoys always prosper!
WORMTAIL: He’ll never make a good follower my Lord!
VOLDEMORT: You will have to prove your worth boy…!

~~~~Voices in Harry’s head~~~~
SNAPE: This is ridiculous! You can’t pick up a relationship in the middle of a war!
MOODY: You have to concentrate! Voldemort wont exercise caution when hexing you!
RON: Stupid pure-bloods and their stuck up way!
HERMIONE: You’ve got to stop sneaking around! What if some death eater wannabes catch you unawares!
MRS WEASLEY: He’s just a boy! He should be protected…!

Harry held on to Draco’s side; his hand splayed across his chest, as he felt his rhythm falter. He picked up the pace and thrust deeper.

Draco cried out as he was brought away from the voices and to the hard thrusts. He put his hand over Harry’s to ground himself a little more and gasped out for breath. He tried to lick his lips but his prostate kept getting hit and he bit his lip instead; trying to stop himself going over the edge too soon.

He tilted his head up and came level with Harry; their cheeks brushing, he began panting desperately as he was so close. Harry moved slightly and scraped his teeth over the blonde’s ear lobe before moving again and kissing the flushed cheek next to his.

The coil snapped and Draco cried out as he burst; thick globs of sticky sweetness sticking to his chest and the bed, practically creating a web between him and the bed. He flung his head back and gasped out the rest of his orgasm.

Harry tried to carry on through Draco’s orgasm but he just couldn’t; the blonde was milking him and he couldn’t help the lock up of muscles as he came hard. He groaned as he felt wave after wave crash over him.

He rested his head on Draco’s shoulders, his hand still over the blonde’s chest and Draco’s hand still over his. They both lay their just gasping for breath.

Harry is the first to move and kisses the nape of Draco’s neck before pulling out. As he does though Draco collapses to the bed with a soft groan.

Harry smiled and took off the condom, throwing it in the bin that had appeared next to him on the floor. He watched as Draco turned over lazily and put a pillow under his head, watching Harry get dressed.

The blonde smiled as Harry chuckled at him for just watching him. He threw the brunet his t-shirt that was near him on the bed when Harry began looking for it after he had his boxers and jeans pulled on.

Once he had everything on he pulled Draco’s leg and as the blondes butt got to the end of the bed, Draco sat up giggling. He stood up and Harry put his arms around him.

They looked at each other and when one would have written in a story that a kiss took place…they simply smiled more and moved away. Draco picking up his boxers and trousers, putting them on before he stepped into the shirt Harry held open for him.

They slipped on their shoes and walked over to the door that had appeared. They both stopped and sighed; it was time to go back to the world of war and separation.

“One day…I’ll fall asleep with you in my arms.” Harry whispered.

“One day I’ll kiss you good morning.” Draco replied just as softly.

They both stepped out of the room and as the door faded so did their softened faces. Harry’s became hard and Draco’s cold.

“Potter.” Draco sneered with a disgusted look.

“Malfoy.” Came the scathing reply and a guarded once over.

And with that they went their separate ways; Harry to Gryffindor Tower to tell his friends how cold it was by the lake while out thinking and Draco to the dungeons to tell his that he hadn’t been able to find anyone to take point of in the corridors that night…

…The Room of Requirements is often see as a room that is convenient and handy to have around, yet The-Boy-Who-Lived and The Slytherin Prince think of the room as a sanctuary, a little piece of Shangri-La in a world filled with darkness and hideous demons.

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Soooo how was it?! Did you like it? Hate it? Was there enough for you to be happy with it? I hope you did like it well…bye now!! ^__^