AN- Sorry for the long wait folks but here is the next chapter now WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS DRARRY SEX. DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT. Now then. I hope everyone enjoys the chapter I don't own anything you recognize. Read and Review!

Draco paced back in forth in front of his mirror combing his hair again. It was Friday and as soon as Harry got home from work they would be going on their date. Draco hated to admit it but he was nervous and he felt stupid because of it.

'Come on you've known him forever and you've been living with him. Hell you've been sleeping in his bed the past two nights.' he kept telling himself but none the less he had showered, gotten dressed, brushed his hair to perfection, changed his clothes, combed his hair, changed his clothes again and brushed his hair once more.

"Merlin! I'm a bloody girl." Draco swore at his mirror.

"No, if that were the case we wouldn't be going on a date."

Draco spun around to face Harry who was leaning lazily against the door frame in his clothes from work. His jeans were splattered with grease and his shirt had a rip in it. His face held a sheen of sweat and there was a spot of grease on his chin.

Draco couldn't help shaking his head with a chuckle. "If you're going like that I feel overdressed." Draco commented walking over to wipe the grease from the man's face.

"Of course not I just got home." Harry laughed. "Just wanted to see how close you were to being ready."

Harry put his hands behind his back to prevent getting Draco's clothes dirty and bent down for a quick kiss. "You look wonderful. I'll be ready in just a few let me jump in the shower and we will head out."

Draco nodded and went back to pacing in front of the mirror still debating on changing his clothes again.

Finally he decided against it. I Harry thought he looked good he would leave it alone. Sirius was once again glued to the T.V but he looked up long enough to smirk at Draco.

"Going on a date with my little boy huh?" He teased.

Draco blushed profusely and tried to stutter out and answer before being rescued by Harry who came down the stairs in a pair of loose fitting leather pants and a black button down shirt. His boots Draco was pretty sure were made of dragon hide.

"Leave him alone Sirius and don't wait up we'll be out a while." Harry shook his head grabbing Draco's hand.

"I still feel overdressed." Draco snorted his own black slacks and blue button down shirt seeming out of place with Harry's biker motif.

Harry rolled his eyes and with a wave of his hand Draco was in a pair of black jeans instead of slacks.

"Better?"

Draco nodded allowing himself to be lead to the garage. Looking around at the different modes of transportation the room offered.

"Can we take the mobersicle?" Draco asked biting at his lip nervously. The machine had startled him before the vibrating sensation being a bit much but it had been exhilarating none the less and he wanted to try it again.

"It's called a motorcycle Dray but yeah we can take it." Harry laughed handing the blonde a helmet and a leather jacket before putting one on himself. Harry climbed on to the bike first before helping Draco climb on behind him.

Harry put up the kickstand and Draco gripped him around the waist probably a little tighter than necessary as they backed out and took off down the driveway and out onto the road. Draco couldn't help but grin at the looks they received as they flew down the motorway weaving in and out of traffic.

Finally they took an exit off of the motorway and pulled up to the valet parking of an upscale looking restaurant.

The valet took the bike running his hands lovingly over the handlebars.

"Steal it and you will regret it." Harry hissed putting his arm around Draco's waist pulling the blond into his side leading him inside.

A pompous looking host sneered at them when they entered and stepped forward.

"Can I help you with something?"

"Yes, I have a reservation for two." Harry replied with a brilliant smile.

"No, no, no. I believe you are confused. The pub is down the street." The host shook his head.

"Let me clarify." Harry said more forcefully this time. "I have a reservation under Phoenix Black."

Suddenly the host's face paled and he tripped over himself to shake Harry's hand.

"Mr. Black sir. My apologies. I'd heard you would be here tonight but I thought.. well it doesn't matter what I thought let me show you to your table." The host bustled away leading the men up a set of wide stairs and through a very regal looking dining room and out onto a small balcony with a candle lit table set for two.

Harry helped Draco with his jacket and then pulled the blonds chair out for him, handing both jackets to the host he waited until Draco was seated and pushed him in next to the table before seating himself.

Menus were already laid out on the table and Draco flipped his open nervously before looking away and looking out over the rail of the balcony. The view was phenomenal the city lights and the shadows of the buildings were amazing.

Feeling eyes on him he glanced back to find Harry staring at him with a soft smile on his face.

"What?" Draco asked.

"Nothing, you are like a kid on Christmas. You would think that Draco Malfoy has never experienced the finer things in life." Harry shook his head opening his own menu.

"No, I've just finally learned not to take them for granted." Draco replied quietly before adding a little louder. "What was up with the host? One minute he's kicking us out the next he's groveling at your feet."

"Oh, I own the restaurant." Harry blushed slightly. "I guess he just wanted to keep his job."

The waiter soon came and the men enjoyed their meal of lobster bisque soup, and filet mignon with a baked potato and asparagus sprouts.

Harry was of course a good cook but this was amazing everything was cooked to perfection and Draco didn't think he would be able to move when they finished let alone climb on the back of a bike.

They sat in companionable silence after the meal sipping glasses of white wine and looking at the city scape allowing the food to settle.

"Will there be any room for dessert?" The waiter asked upon returning.

"No, Thank you though." Harry waved off the dessert and handed the waiter a few folded bills. "Keep the change and thank you again."

They collected their jackets and stepped outside while the valet brought the bike around. Harry looked it over briefly to make sure everything was okay.

"Wanna sit in front of me instead?" Harry asked as Draco prepared to clamber on.

"Can I do that?" He replied perplexed.

"If you were any bigger than you are no but as it stands yes." Harry laughed a musical sound that made the blond smile.

He got on in front of Harry loving the way tattooed arms encased him on either side keeping him safe as Harry started the bike and they took off into the night again. Draco wanted to ask what their next destination was but through the helmets and over the roar of the bike he didn't think Harry would hear him anyway so he remained silent.

Their journey didn't take very long this time before they were pulling into a park the trees and swing sets looked eerie in the dark and Draco stayed close to Harry's side as the walked up a little hill. In the distance Draco saw shadows disappear over the other side of the hill and grabbed Harry's hand.

"Calm down, They were setting something up for me." Harry squeezed the blonds hand comfortingly.

He saw what Harry meant when they reached the very top of the hill. There was a blanket spread out under the stars and a picnic basket was sitting in the middle of it. Harry sat down on the blanket pulling Draco down with him and pulled two wine glasses out of the basket. Followed by a bottle of wine Harry blew the dust off of the bottle and uncorked it pouring them each a glass of the sweet red liquid and leaned back on his elbows sipping it.

"So, What are we doing out here?" Draco asked unable to help his curiosity.

"Just wait for it." Harry replied pointing at the sky above. Draco had no idea what he meant and wondered if the man had finally lost his mind but settled for laying down lounging against Harry's chest staring at the sky with him.

It only took about ten minutes to figure out what he was waiting for as a colorful burst of light lit up the sky. Draco had never seen muggle fireworks before that didn't take shapes or dance across the sky like wizarding ones did but the bright bursts of light were beautiful all the same.

"Thank you." Draco whispered. As the finale began his voice barely audible over the loud bangs of the fireworks.

"For what?" Harry looked down at him with his lopsided grin.

"Everything." Draco replied. "Saving me, taking me in, bringing me out tonight. Everything." He finished lamely.

"There is nothing to thank me for Draco. I'm glad I did all of it. I just wish we could of figured out we didn't hate each other sooner."

"I don't want tonight to end." Draco sighed.

"It doesn't have to yet." Harry replied grabbing the blond pulling him on top of him. Draco squealed in surprise and Harry began to laugh before he started tickling the blond to get him to do it again.

"Harry stop!" Draco shouted in between laughter fighting to get away which resulted in both of them rolling around on the ground wrestling playfully.

Neither noticed they had rolled off the blanket until they were tumbling down the hill in a tangle of arms and legs.

The arrived at the bottom Draco landing on top of Harry both laughing and out of breath. Looking down into Harry's eyes which had turned the ethereal shade of blue Draco had only seen when Harry was in full formation. He found himself lost in them as he usually did and didn't realize Harry had even moved until the brunettes lips were on his own kissing him.

They stayed that way for what felt like eternity and even longer before they pulled apart for air. Draco cheeks heated as he blushed at the position they were in and Harry seemed to notice his discomfort helping him to stand before getting to his feet as well.

"Would you like to go to the pub? I can teach you to play pool." The patronus offered. After a moments hesitation Draco nodded and followed Harry quietly back to the bike.

They arrived outside of a rundown looking building with dozens of bikes parked outside of it. Harry's was by far the nicest looking one there but then Draco didn't know much about the things.

When they entered the building everyone stopped and stared at them a moment before people flooded around Harry.

The same loud obnoxious music Harry had played in the car going shopping blared throughout the place and people were milling all over the place dancing, drinking and hitting balls around a table with a stick. This must be the pool thing Harry had told him about.

"Hey Phoenix? What'll it be?" The bartender yelled over the noise sitting a case on the bar. Harry grabbed Draco's hand pulling him through the crowd of people fighting to speak with him to the bar and spoke to the bartender a moment before handing Draco a glass of amber liquid that looked like firewhiskey.

It even tasted almost like firewhiskey it was just smoother. It didn't burn going down as much. As he finished that one Harry put another one in his hand it was a dark green and smelled like licorice and apparently tasted like it too he shook his head in distaste.

Meanwhile Harry had pulled out two long sticks from the case on the bar and screwed them together.

"Come on Trish will bring more drinks over as we need them let's play." Harry coaxed leading Draco to one of the tables that wasn't being used.

Harry began by teaching Draco how to properly hold the stick which was called a cue. He went on to teach him the basics of how to rack, and break and what it meant to scratch. After the blonde got it down it was a lot of fun and though he couldn't beat Harry he usually only had a ball or two left on the table when Harry did win.

He had lost count of how many shots he had though he noticed Harry had quit drinking long before and was now having soda. Finally countless games in Draco was able to block Harry's last shot for the eight well enough to cause him to scratch losing the game.

"Wooo! I win!" Draco slurred jumping around excitedly.

"Good job babe." Harry laughed taking his cue apart putting it back in the case and carrying back to the bar to pay the tab. While he was gone Draco stood looking at the table doing his best to think about the mathematics of the game in his drunken stupor when someone walked up behind him grabbing his ass firmly and not letting go.

At first he was getting ready to reach around and smack Harry but realized Harry was still at the bar. A stranger had him.

"Let go of me you!" Draco growled sounding more like a playful kitten, But Harry heard and turned around stalking back to where Draco and the strange man who had a hold of him were. It was almost frightening watching Harry storm across the room like a tornado ripping through everything in his path. His eyes once again electric blue.

"Let. Go. Of . Him . Now." He seethed but the man simply pulled Draco against his chest trapping him with his arms.

"But Blondie wants to stay here with me. So why don't you run along and play and leave us alone?" The gruff man laughed in Harry's face.

It was like a storm cloud formed around Harry and Draco somehow knew what was coming. Harry's skin began to glow, his hair blew about his face in a nonexistent wind storm and without warning his wings ripped through his shirt.

As soon as the wings appeared everyone in the room froze like they had all been put on pause. Draco quickly struggled out of the man's grasp and ran to Harry looking around the room in awe.

"Patronus thing?" He asked the still seething Harry who calmed down enough to pull his wings back in and pull his jacket on over his bare chest.

"I guess. I didn't know I was doing it." He smirked. "Come on let's get out of here before it wears off."

The two ran from the bar laughing and got back on the bike. Draco had gotten used to it and rather enjoyed the sensation of the wind whipping past him. He liked it even better when he sat in front of Harry.

Giggling a little Draco scooted back against Harry's chest rubbing his arse into Harry's crotch at the same time. Harry swerved a little bit as a shiver ran through his body but had no other reaction so Draco repeated the motion. Again another swerve and suddenly Harry's voice was in his helmet like a radio.

"Draco, if you keep that up we are going to crash." He warned.

Draco stayed still after that but a self-satisfied smirk crossed his face feeling the hardness of Harry against his bum.

When they made it back to the garage Harry yanked his helmet off and Draco took his off blushing hoping he wasn't in trouble. He guessed not when Harry began placing feather light kisses up and down Draco's neck taking his earlobe into his mouth sucking on it.

A moan escaped Draco's throat followed by a groan of disappointment when Harry got off of the bike. He went to lean against the work table breathing heavily his eyes the color of sapphires now. Draco went to join him unzipping the taller man's jacket and running his hand over chiseled abs.

With a hiss Harry reached around to cup Draco's ass in his hands lifting him up. Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's waist as their lips crashed together.

The world around Draco was lost he vaguely recognized the kitchen when Harry kicked the door open and remembered the stairs flashing by as their lips separated and Harry's mouth began kissing and nipping at Draco's neck.

He was only slightly surprised when Harry dropped him on the bed in his room and tossed his jacket to the floor.

Draco sat up and motioned to Harry with his finger grinning like the Cheshire cat.

Harry came close enough for Draco to undo his pants pushing them to the floor. The blond then leaned forward licking the tip of Harry's erection.

Harry grabbed the post of the bed for support as his mate slowly began to suck his penis into his mouth little by little until the entire length was being deep throated. In a last moment of coherency he threw up a silencing spell. He was pretty sure Sirius wouldn't want to hear any of this.

Harry felt himself coming undone far too soon and stepped away almost laughing at the confused look on Draco's face.

"I want you to have some fun too love." Harry whispered pulling him to his feet unzipping the jacket he still wore and sliding it off of his shoulder until it to hit the floor. His shirt soon followed suit and Harry began attacking Draco's neck and chest with his mouth while unbuttoning his pants letting them slide to the floor as well.

Somehow they ended up in a tangle on the bed and Draco not caring that he was behaving like a whore spread his legs in invitation.

"Someone is eager." Harry teased using a bit of patronus magic to make sure Draco wouldn't feel any pain.

"Eager for you yes." Draco agreed his eyes dilated both from alcohol and lust.

Harry smirked sticking a finger into the blond then adding another he scissored his fingers a moment before thrusting them all the way in.

Draco's back arched off the bed with a cry of pleasure Harry removed his fingers before lining his aching erection up and pushing slowly into his mate. Causing Draco to whimper and moan his name with each thrust.

Harry kept his pace slow and steady smiling when Draco began thrusting his hips in response urging him to go faster. The raven haired man wrapped his fist around Draco's cock pumping in time with his own movements in and out picking up the pace.

Draco saw fireworks and they had nothing to do with the ones they had seen in the park. This was pure bliss and ecstasy.

Without warning he arched off the bed coming all over his own stomach as well as Harry's hand and while he was riding out his orgasm the tightening of his muscles around Harry sent the patronus over the edge with a cry of "Draco!" He released deep within the blond his wings unfurled seeming to fill the room with their grandeur.

"Fuck." Draco panted as Harry pulled out and lay down beside of him after cleaning them both up. "You are amazing." He snuggled against his former enemy allowing the feathery softness of Harry's wings to embrace him wrapping he and Harry in their own cocoon their own little world. They were only too happy to stay there.

Sometime later, Harry guessed it was morning Sirius began knocking frantically on the door. Harry opened his eyes a little and rubbed his chin. He was on his stomach and there was a weight stretched out across his back that had nothing to do with his wings.

"Harry! Harry! Open the door!" Sirius yelled.

"Hey Dray?" Harry wiggled enough to wake the blond up. Draco making a non-committal grunt was enough to constitute awake and Harry asked. "Are both of our bums covered?"

The weight receded a second before returning.

"Mhm." Draco replied.

"Come in Sirius." Harry called out and the door banged open. Sirius stood their gob-smacked at the two naked men for a moment before remembering he was here for a reason.

"Harry, There was a mass breakout from Azkaban Prison. Ten of Voldemort's inner circle are on the loose!"