Harry Potter & Draco Malfoy: Forbidden Love

Part I: Exploration

Harry was sitting with Ron and Hermione at dinner, and he didn't seem to be hungry. Something was disturbing him. Draco Malfoy kept looking over at him...gawking almost...like he wanted something.

"Is there something wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked, worried.

"Oh, no, not really." He was barely picking at his food, something he rarely did.

"Something's bothering you, mate. I can see it." Ron, for once, stopped eating.

"It's nothing it's just Malfoy. He keeps looking over at me like he wants something." Harry looked over at him, as Malfoy raised an eyebrow, and licked his lower lip biting it, slightly sucking on it.

Harry looked at him in amazement, shock clear on his face. Both Ron and Hermione looked behind them at Draco, but he quickly looked away pretending to be deep in conversation with Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy.

"I wonder what his problem is." Hermione stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah," Harry shrugged it off, knowing perfectly well what he saw Draco just do.

"Stupid fucking Malfoy probably wants trouble. He's always up to no good." Ron was annoyed.

"Yeah," Harry said again, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes fixated on Draco. He had a strange feeling inside. Something he only ever felt when he was around Cho. He also shrugged that feeling off.

It was after dinner, and Harry was a bit tired, he decided to go straight to bed, but on his way there, he realized that he had forgotten to drop off his detention essay in Snape's office. He quickly ran down to his office, and noticed Draco standing just outside the door, clearly waiting.

"Potter," He said, rather seductively, biting his lower lip again, his arms were crossed, he was leaning against the stone wall.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry took a few steps closer, he had that feeling again. Slight embarrassment, he felt his face get hot, his body warm.

"I could ask the same, Potter, oh, never mind. I was waiting for you." He got off the wall and un-crossed his arms, walking closer, looking Harry up and down.

"Why were you waiting for me? How did you know I was coming here?" Then he remembered. He and Draco both got the detention. But he wondered why Draco had waited for him. "Why would you wait for me?"

"Look, hand in your essay, and then we'll talk." His voice was cold, yet welcoming.

Harry went to Snape's door, and knocked, it slowly creaked open. He walked in, looking around.

"Potter you finally show up? Give me your essay."

Harry briskly walked over to Snape and handed him the essay.

"Thank you. You may leave now. And close the door."

Harry nodded, and rushed out, closing the door, when he saw Draco's face again, he felt the need to get closer.

"So what is it that you want to talk about, Malfoy? Want to tell me how much you want to hurt and kill me?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it; he knew Draco wanted something else.

"That's not it at all, Potter, and by the look on your face and the rosiness in your cheeks, I can tell you know it's something completely different." He stepped closer to Harry.

"Then what is it..." Harry remained in the same spot unable to move.

"I...have these strange feelings, and I've been having these weird dreams as well..."

"What are they about?" Harry widened his stance, and crossed his arms.

"Come, on." Draco grabbed Harry's elbow and dragged him deeper into the Slytherin quarters.

"Where are we going?" Harry didn't pull back, but didn't willingly go either.

"My room we need to talk." He pressed on, bringing him past dumb struck Slytherins staring at Harry Potter being dragged by Draco Malfoy. Vague snickers were all around. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, as people were staring. He cast a memory spell on all of them, as he opened his bedroom door, and pushed Harry in it, closing the door behind him.

"Talk about what?" Harry's face was flushed.

"My dreams..." He sat down on the couch, and patted the cushion beside him for Harry to sit. He loyally sat beside Draco.

"Why are you talking to me about it?" Harry folded a leg on the couch, turning to face his enemy...or so he thought to be.

"Well, I figured you should know...since you're part of them. I want you to get out of my mind, that's why. Although...I kind of like it." He smirked devilishly.

Harry was taken aback. "What sort of dreams?" But then he realized what Draco was talking about when he raised an eyebrow. "Malfoy, what's the matter with your brain!" He figured that sounded silly, taking in the fact that he was having dreams of the same sort. "Sorry." He looked away shyly, blushing slightly.

"Harry Potter, I'm surprised at you. And to think I thought you were interested in Cho Chang." He smirked, shaking his head.

"I – I ... She's too hard to get... Why are you dreaming of me like that?" Harry slightly shifted backwards.

"Oh, get back here." He shifted back towards Harry. "You know, I never really disliked you in the first place... my peace offering in our first year was genuine. It's your hand-me-down friend Ron Weasley, and that Mud-blood Hermione Granger that are my real problems."

"If that's true...then how come you've been so cruel to me?"

"Maybe the jealousy was taking over? Haven't you noticed that I've never hurt you personally? Only those who were around you because I couldn't stand any of them; I hate them. I hate them all. I hate you for being with them and not me. And then there's Cho. She's still caught up with Cedric, she always will be. Why don't you look at what's on your side of the fence?" Draco leaned towards Harry.

"I don't understand then why and how it took you so long to confront me and tell me how you really felt. This is our 5th year..."

"I was shy...embarrassed even."

"I don't understand why now, Malfoy, but you seem way too irresistible."

"Please don't call me Malfoy anymore."

"Okay, Draco." Harry felt that weird to say.

"Now, Harry, kiss me."

Harry wanted to so bad; he wanted to taste Draco's lips; they looked so full, so luscious. Harry could feel his body warming up, his own lips were trembling, and his guard was completely down. "D-Draco..."

"Kiss me." He repeated, leaning closer to Harry.

With one quick jolt, Harry pursued Draco. His lips were soft and wet. Draco moved his hands to Harry's neck, bringing him on top as he lay back. Harry stopped, looking down at the vulnerable Draco Malfoy, wishing he could do whatsoever he pleased at the moment.

"What's the matter?" Draco's arms were draped around Harry's neck.

"This is wrong." Harry said. He could feel Draco's erection slowly becoming fuller.

"Don't deny that you're enjoying every moment. But first...why did you have to tell the Sorting Hat that you didn't want to be in Slytherin?" Draco began loosening Harry's tie.

"Because I hated you and didn't want to have to be near you."

"I've never hated you." He took off Harry's tie and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Then why make my life hell?" Harry shrugged off his shirt and tossed it on the floor.

"Because I couldn't stand how much I wanted you, and how much you seemed to hate me. It was almost unbearable. But that can all change now, right Harry?"

Harry bent over and kissed him, wanting badly to feel his soft lips again.

"I still think this is slightly wrong...but somehow I love it."

Draco pushed Harry off of him and pulled him by the shirt over to the bed, and pushing him down. "I know you like it, Harry." He pulled off Harry's pants as he was already full of life. Draco grasped it between his fingers and began rubbing up and down. Harry moaned. He then pushed it down across his stomach, and licked up the shaft of his cock.

"You don't know how long I've yearned for this moment." Draco took Harry's full length in his mouth, slowly taking it out; gazing up at Harry the whole time. Harry continued with frequent moans, unsure of why it felt so good but he placed his hand on Draco's head, pushing him on to continue.

"Don't stop." Harry said after a loud moan.

"Oh, so you like it now?" Draco stopped, and sat back on his knees.

"You stopped." Harry sat up and crawled back on top of Draco, proceeding to undress him, starting with his tie.

"I know you'd come to your senses, Potter."

"Hey, I thought we were on a first name basis now." Harry had the tie off, and was half way down his shirt.

"Sorry, habit." He pulled Harry down his lips parted as he kissed him. His tongue pushed as far as it could within Harry's mouth.

Harry pulled back, to reveal Draco's perfect pale chest. He licked his chest, before removing his pants. He slowly took them off, dropping them on the floor. He grabbed Draco's perfect cock, clutching it tightly as Draco let out a small gasp. He licked the tip before taking it in his own mouth. There was a bitter-sweet taste of his pre-cum, as he sucked up and down.

Both of Draco's hands were on the back of Harry's head, forcing him down. Harry slowly went further each time before completely deep-throating Draco easily. Draco was moaning, having his dreams come true.

"Fuck me." Draco said after awhile in a breathy tone.

Harry paused before sitting up. He moved in closer, lifting Draco's legs up. He hesitated.

"Fuck me." Draco said again with more desperation in his voice.

Harry looked at him, and licked his middle finger, and began fingering Draco's virgin ass. Before long he had two fingers inside Draco.

"Please fuck me now." Draco's pleas were unendurable for Harry to withstand; he took hold of his cock, and gently penetrated, slowly pushing in as deep as he could. Draco moaned loudly and his head went back.

Harry began moving in and out, not quite fully in. Draco's moans were pleasurable, as Harry began to quicken his pace. Draco was savouring every moment of it. He grabbed Harry around the small of his back with his legs and tried bringing him in closer; he wanted to feel every inch of Harry's cock. Harry penetrated as deep as he could, and then pulled out. Draco gasped loudly, when Harry entered again, pushing deep again. He, in addition, grasped Draco's cock, and started to rub it. He was thrusting quicker, Draco's moans were louder, and his hips were moving in circular motions under Harry.

"Harder." He moaned, and Harry thrust harder.

"Harder." He moaned again, and Harry thrust as hard as he could. He jolted with quick, hard motions, all the while, rubbing Draco's cock almost as fast and hard. And then Draco came, all over his perfect chest, pearly drops of his cum. Harry bent over and licked it up, Draco, smirking, while moaning.

"HARDER!" He cried out, Harry thrust a few more hard movements before pulling out. Draco sat up, and grabbed Harry's cock. He came in Draco's mouth as he swallowed all of it.

"You're amazing, Harry." Draco pulled him down to lie beside him on the bed.

"You're unbelievable, Draco." And he kissed him, before resting his head on his chest, Draco's arm, around Harry's back.

"Still hate me?" He caressed Harry's bare shoulder.

"Not really." Harry drew invisible circles on Draco's chest.

"Good, because I think I'm falling in love with you."