Complications

A/N Anyway here is the second of my stories which I am edited and reposting. This story has not yet been completed but I have planned in completely. I will update my profile page with the amount of chapters which have currently been completed as I know how heartbreaking WIPs can be.


"Right class, this will be you new spell book for the rest of the year." Severus Snape said in his usual condescending voice, handing out the black books. "I need you all to rate yourselves as how far you think you have come in your potions studies since the beginning of your education here in order for you to take the correct O.W.L.S paper. Right anyone for basic/foundation?"

Neville, Seamus, Crabbe and Goyle put up their hands. Snape let out a small groan, knowing that the only reason Seamus put up his hand is because he didn't want to do anything hard.

"Right, Intermediate?"

Most of the class put up their hands, whispering amongst themselves as Snape wrote down their names.

"And finally higher?"

Three hands shot up immediately whilst one rose reluctantly. Hermione, Malfoy and Zambini had smug faces on whilst Harry looked as if he was about to die from embarrassment. Snape didn't even flinch; he had had harsh words with the young Gryfindor about which paper to take.

Even though he was reluctant to admit it since last year Potter's potion's grade had gone up dramatically, now rivalling that of the great Miss Granger. The boy had wanted to take the intermediate course but he refused to allow it. He didn't know what had caused the change but he wasn't going to let someone with talent coast through his course, even if it was the great Harry Potter, if he could then everyone could. Well that's the theory anyway.

He placed a reluctant look on Seamus again only to be dismissed as the young boy talked to his boyfriend. 'Remember seating plan,' Snape thought idly, as he planned his revenge for Finnegan in the next lesson. "This spell book has every potion you are ever likely to need in it," he lightly thumbed through the book "and quite a few you probably won't, unless of course you wish to continue with you studies. They are all in alphabetical order, so I hope some of the complete morons in the class will be able to find things easily, and only contain the list of ingredients and method, by this point you are expected to know the theory behind every potion ingredient and preparation method. Each potion has a rating that you will need to know for you O.W.L.S..."

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"Each potion has a rating you will need to know for your O.W.L.S..."

Harry wasn't listening to Snape's rant, though he was thinking about potions, well sort of. He was thinking about his private lessons with a certain potions genius. It had been the middle of last year when he had first approached Malfoy for help with potions, he had tried to ask 'Mione first but after a rather long rant about listening more in class and blah blah blah, he had stopped listening after the first half an hour, he had given up on that. At first Malfoy's answer had been a Hell no! Then just a simple No! Then a maybe after about 2 months of begging finally conceded as long as no one knew and it was only until his grades got up beyond the foundation level. Harry agreed and they had met once a week since then.

His grades where well above foundation now but he had other reasons for keeping up with his studies. A small smile attached itself to his lips as he idly doodled on his parchment. It had taken another three months before their relationship had taken the next step, or rather one gigantic leap, and even with the long summer break they were still a couple, in face the summer break seemed to only fan the flames.

"Is this not interesting enough for you, Mr Potter?!" He was roused from his daydream by a rather angry potions master. Harry opened up his book to the page they were currently looking at, looking very sheepish, whilst Snape got back to his explanation on the proper uses of the textbook.

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Gryfindor house was mixed with the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Hermione was sitting at her desk, doing extra revision for potions, Ron was winning at chess with Colin Crevey, Seamus and Dean were happily licking each other's tonsils and about 20 or so others were doted round the room doing various things.

The only person who was absent from this house gathering was Harry Potter. As usual he had gone to bed early, needing to get up early the next morning for his run. So as Harry snuck out of his room, under his invisibility cloak, no one thought anything was wrong as they carried on with their nightly lives. Harry quickly ran down many corridors and up a few staircases to his and Draco's meeting place.

The room only appeared on Thursday nights and was difficult to find but he knew the way like the back of his hand. He had patrolled these corridors most nights since he had arrived at Hogwarts and with the use of his father's map it was as easy as pie to evade the notice of Filch and Mrs Norris. Arriving at his destination 10 minutes early he sat down and waited.

The room was nothing spectacular a bed, a desk and a window and that was about it but he felt more at home here then he had any where else, including Gryfindor dorms. Suddenly his world turned black as soft hands were placed over his eyes and hips pressed against his back side not hiding the aroused state of his captor.

"Guess who?" Said an amused, lustful voice.

"Not sure, why don't you kiss me so I can guess?" Hands were removed from his eyes and Arms snaked around his waist and a chin rested on his shoulder. Harry turned his head and was rewarded by a searing kiss. Draco broke away and moved back behind Harry's head.

"Can you guess now?" The hand resting on Harry's hip moved lower, unbuttoning his trousers and slipping inside, whilst Draco lazily kissed the back of Harry's neck. Harry's head fell back on to Draco's shoulder.

"Ummm, Draco. I have been waiting for this all week." Draco's hand began to slowly rub Harry's erection. "It's too long, we should meet up more, no waiting." Harry moaned again as Draco's other hand worked it's way into his shirt and rub his nipples.

"Ahh, pet, you missing me that much? I'm sure I could find a gap in my schedule for one more a week but any more than that those pesky little friends of yours might get suspicious. We can't have that now, can we?" Harry just nodded, slowly loosing himself into the pleasure Draco was giving him. Harry turned round and straddled him, the kiss beginning again. Their tongues battled as hands groped, quickly removing all clothes that remained. Draco pushed him down again and started on his journey south, kissing down his chest before nipping playfully at his erect nipples.

Harry began moaning quietly at the small ministrations he was receiving, his hands reaching for any of Draco's skin he could find. Draco licked down Harry's stomach kissing his hips, finally reaching his ultimate destination. He kissed the head of the shaft as it happily bobbed away. Harry was now in ecstasy as Draco's tongue probed the small hole at the end. Suddenly the entire head was engulfed and Draco began Happily sucking.

"Oh shit! Draco stop!" immediately the head was lifted. "God! Sorry, it's just that it has been to long, I don't wanna come that quick." A small evil smile spread across Draco's face as he moved himself up towards Harry's face, rubbing his body against every part of Harry's. He gave him a small kiss.

"It doesn't matter, I can make you hard again and I want a taste." He disappeared again and Harry felt the warm moist interior of Draco's mouth surrounding him once again, except this time the entire shaft had been taken into his mouth. Harry screamed in bliss as he shot himself into Draco's waiting mouth. Draco continued sucking, milking Harry till he had every drop of his salty nectar. Draco lifted his head and looked in to Harry's pleasure fogged eyes.

"God, you taste good." All Harry could do was nod as he tried to calm down his breathing. Draco came back up and once again began to take Harry's breath away with his tongue. The kiss broke slowly as Harry's hands moved down Draco's body to grope his erection. He stroked slowly as he moved his face close to Draco's.

"Fuck me?" he said quietly. Draco let out a small giggle. Answering Harry's questionable look.

"Only you could say those words and look so innocent." Harry started to giggle as well, while Draco leaned of the bed to find his cloak and retrieve the all-important small tube. He noticed quickly when he came back up that Harry was hard again just from the idea. He smiled again and squeezed some lubricant onto his fingers. He gave Harry a quick kiss as his finger's circled his entrance. Slowly he slipped one finger in, Harry gasped but was silenced as Draco captured his lips once again. A second finger was added and soon after a third, stretching him, making him ready for a bigger organ waiting to be encased into that soft warmth. Harry was once again starved for breath.

"Draco! Fuck me NOW!!!!" he screamed, his need becoming unbearable. Draco didn't need to be told twice. He quickly lubed up his dick and entered Harry slowly, each thrust sending him further into that tight passage. Suddenly Harry screamed in pleasure as Draco hit his sweet spot.

"Please Draco! Faster.... Harder.... I need you." Not one to disappoint Draco began to pound into his writhing lover. Harry let out unrecognisable noises calling Draco every deity under the sun and probably some over it. Suddenly Draco grabbed Harry's throbbing shaft and began pounding it in rhythm with his thrusts. The double stimulation was too much as Harry once again poured himself, his inner muscles clamping down on Draco. Draco let out one last strangled cry before cumming. His legs gave out and he collapsed on-top of his sated lover.

"Shit." was all he could come out with. Harry was still to gone to register he had said anything. "You get better every time, babe" Draco extracted himself reluctantly from Harry, moving upwards and rolling off to one side. Harry rolled over with him, sliding one arm over his torso and resting his head on Draco's shoulder. Draco picked up the arm and moved it back over before sitting up and leaning down to give Harry a kiss. "Sorry, babe, I can't stay tonight. I have way too much homework to be slacking off all night" Harry nodded a little and Draco got up and retrieved his clothing. Harry sat up and looked over to him.

"Did you mean it when you said we could meet up again?" Draco was fully clothed again and leaned down to give Harry a peck.

"Of course, babe." Harry's face lit up in a smile. "I just need to look through my schedule and find some time. I mean, I have lots to do with all my prefect duties and studying." Harry's smiled dulled a little. "Look, I will tell you tomorrow ok, I'll get note to you during the day, k?" Harry nodded enthusiastically and was rewarded by another, longer, kiss before Draco backed out of the doorway, leaving Harry with a silly smile on his face.

A/N This is the second time I have edited this chapter and I definitely think it gets better every time. However, this story really has changed tack completely since it's first conception some 8 years ago!