Chapter: 17/?

Rating: this chapter – NC17

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and plots from the Harry Potterverse belong to JK Rowling and various publishing companies and movie studios. I am not making any money from this. I am simply doing this for the fun of it. Any plot devices and original characters belong to me alone and are simply a figment of my imagination.

Author's Note for this chapter: I hope this is what everyone has been waiting for! Sorry it took so long.

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Chapter 17

It was quiet in the halls of Gryffindor Castle. It was the time where everyone should have been sleeping. But a lone figure was silently making his way through the halls. There was a pause or two when patrols passed by, but for the most part, he remained unseen. His breath quickened as he neared his destination.

Draco made it to Harry's part of the castle without incident, only to come up short when he spotted two guards standing sentry outside the doors to Harry's rooms.

"Dammit!" he hissed.

"Fear not, young Prince. I shall aid you." came a light voice just behind him. He whirled around in fright, barely managing to keep a scream from leaving his mouth. Queen Lily stood behind him, smiling.

"Your Majesty." Draco bowed.

"Need some help?" she asked.

"How do I get past them?"

"I can't dismiss them, they are there on Council orders."

"Why?"

"Dumbledore convinced them to keep you two apart until the wedding."

"What does Harry have to do with that?" Draco scowled.

"Dumbledore seems to think you're going to change your mind about marrying the Prince and feels that Harry is a bad influence on you."

"Does he always manipulate people like that?"

"He thrives on it, Your Highness." Lily giggled.

"Will he know about this?"

"Not if I can help it!" she growled, much like a lioness protecting her cubs. In that instant, Draco knew he would love to have this woman as his in-law. She pressed him against the wall with an admonishment for him to stay quiet before rounding the corner in a swirl of brightly colored robes. The guards, who'd been lightly dozing, quickly snapped to attention upon seeing her.

"Your Majesty."

"Gentlemen. I'd like to have a word with you if I may." She directed them into the next hallway over, effectively leaving Draco a clear shot to the doors. Making as little noise as possible, he inched by the distracted guards and entered Harry's room. He leaned against the door, breathing a sigh of relief that he hadn't been caught.

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Harry turned onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. No matter how much he tried, he just couldn't sleep. Thoughts of Draco and what he might be doing were forefront in his mind. He just wished he could see him, just one time.

He sighed. He looked toward the door when he heard voices, but for the most part, he was left undisturbed.

His deep sigh masked the sound of his bedroom door opening and closing, and rolling to his side to stare out his window masked the sound of footsteps approaching his bed.

A hand touched his back and reacting without thought, he grabbed the wrist and yanked that person over his body, pinning them to the bed.

That was the last thing Draco expected and his surprised shout alerted the guards in the hall.

Harry had only a moment to push Draco off onto the floor as the lights came on. A moment later the guards charged into the room, his mother right behind them.

"We heard a shout! Are you all right, sir?" one of the guards asked.

"Fine. Stubbed my toe a minute ago." Harry winced as he rubbed his foot. The guards eyes roamed around the room as Lily gave her son a pointed look. Harry's eyes darted to the spot beside his bed and she had to resist the urge to smile.

"As you can see, Captain Evans is not being attacked, and if he was I'm sure he can take care of himself. Now back to your post." Lily stated. The guards bowed to them both before leaving the room.

"Have a good night. Both of you." Lily whispered before leaving the room. Harry moved out into his sitting room, locking the doors to his rooms, before returning to his room and locking those doors as well. He turned around as Draco picked himself up off of the floor.

"Thanks a lot." Draco grumbled, rubbing his posterior.

"Sorry about that." Harry chuckled, leaning against the door. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you." Draco sat down on the bed, staring at Harry.

"Why?" Harry asked after an uncomfortable silence. Draco stared down at his hands.

"I don't know why. I just felt the need to see you." He was aware of Harry's sharp gaze on him, but he refused to look up.

"You're a liar." was the reply a few moments later. That got his attention and his head snapped up.

"Excuse me?" Draco's eyes narrowed in anger.

"You heard me. You. Are. A. Liar."

"How dare you!"

"I dare, Your Highness. You know exactly why you came here and I want to hear it."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Draco snorted, getting to his feet to pace.

"I've got you figured out. You pace when you're nervous. You run your fingers through your hair when you're upset. Why are you here, Draco."

"This was a mistake. I shouldn't have come." Draco moved toward the door Harry was leaning against, but Harry wouldn't move. "Please let me out."

"No." Harry stated, uncrossing his arms. Draco audibly gulped.

"I should leave before I'm seen." he tried again.

"Both sets of doors are locked, and only I know how to open them." Harry moved into Draco's personal space. He gulped again, taking a step back.

"You're holding me hostage?"

"Nope." Harry smirked, taking a step forward.

"I'd like to leave."

Harry studied him.

"I'll make you a deal."

"O-Okay." Draco stammered, not liking the sound of that.

"I'll give you three tries to get around me and to the door. Two out of three wins it."

"What if you win?" Draco asked around the lump in his throat.

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Harry smirked.

"Um...no."

"By the way...your time has started now." Harry told him. That jolted Draco into action and he ran straight at Harry, hoping to knock the man off his feet. Harry simply held out an arm and Draco slammed right into it. Harry curled his arm toward himself and carried Draco under his arm like a human-sized hand bag. He dropped Draco onto the bed and moved back to the door. Draco scowled at him. Harry arched an eyebrow. "Round 2?"

Draco jumped to his feet and ran at Harry again. At the last possible minute he button-hooked to the left. Harry made to move the same direction and Draco turned his body to the right. Again, Harry seemed to read his mind and grabbed Draco around the waist as he started to go around him. He swung him up into his arms, bridal-style, and dropped him back on the bed.

"Round three?" Harry grinned. Now Draco was getting pissed. He was breathing heavily and a fine sheen of perspiration covered his brow. Harry (that barbarian!) wasn't even breathing hard.

Draco jumped up again and gave it his all this time. He purposely plowed right into Harry, and once again, Harry anticipated him. Draco could feel the muscles under his hands turn to steel as Harry planted his feet. It was like running into a brick wall. He was even more surprised when he felt those tight arms wrap around his waist and found himself pinned against the door.

Both of them were breathing heavy after their efforts and Draco could feel Harry's chest rapidly moving against his own. He looked up into Harry's eyes and inhaled sharply. Harry's eyes were dark with lust. Harry moved closer and Draco could feel the breath of his lips against his own. Harry teased him for a few minutes, prompting Draco to grab his face.

"Just fucking kiss me already!" Draco moaned. That was all the invitation Harry needed to seal his lips over Draco's.

The kiss was hard and brutal and it was exactly what Draco had been wanting. He moaned, the sound lost in the cavern of Harry's mouth as Harry's tongue plunged into his mouth. As Harry kissed him, his hands were not idle. They moved over Draco's body, quickly divesting him of his clothing. Draco shivered as the cool air moved across his heated skin. Harry moved off his mouth, sliding his lips across Draco's cheek and to his neck. Draco arched against him, his hard cock brushing against the rough texture of Harry's clothing.

"You're...not...naked." Draco panted as Harry suckled one of his nipples.

"I will be." Harry replied, moving lower.

"Oh gods!" Draco moaned as his cock was drawn into moist heat. His hands moved to Harry's head and clamped on tightly as Harry sucked his cock. He pulled off to mouth Draco's balls, causing the blonde to thunk his head against the door, lost in the pleasure. Harry stood up and attacked Draco's mouth, bruising in its intensity. Draco practically ripped Harry's clothes from his body as they made their way to the bed.

Harry landed on his back as Draco attacked his neck and chest, nipping and biting along the way. Draco followed the light trail of hair down the center of Harry's chest toward his cock, rubbing his chin across its hardness. Harry choked out a moan, making Draco grin. Before he could wrap his lips around his newfound treasure, Harry was pulling him up, kissing him fiercely. Draco suddenly found himself on his back, two of Harry's fingers in his arse. He arched up into the hard plans of Harry's chest and legs, keening wildly. Harry brutally fucked him with his fingers, Draco spreading his legs as far as they would go, hoping those fingers would go deeper. Several times, Harry brushed across his prostate, causing Draco to see stars behind his closed eyelids. Just when Draco thought the pleasure would be too much, Harry's fingers were gone, and something much larger was pushing its way into his arse.

Not expecting it, he tensed up, causing Harry to stop.

"Open your eyes, love." Harry whispered. Draco slowly opened his eyes, awash with tears. "Breathe, Draco."

Taking a deep breath, Draco slowly exhaled and as he did, he felt Harry pushing into him a little bit more. They did this a few more times before Harry was finally deep within. He gave Draco time to adjust, feeling his heart burst with love. Draco was his. And he was not going to give him up without a fight.

"Harry!" Draco moaned, signaling that he was ready. Harry pulled out slowly about two inches, pushing back in before Draco could draw a breath to moan and hitting his prostate dead on.

"God!" Draco groaned.

"Harry, but thank you." Harry grinned.

"Shut up and fuck me!" Draco snorted. Harry's face transformed at those words, and with a growl, he sped up his strokes, rolling his hips on each down stroke. Draco's eyes nearly rolled up into the back of his head at the sensations pounding his body. Harry kept alternating the speed of his strokes, first moving fast, then slowing down, keeping Draco on a sexual high until nearly dawn. He came several times during the night and just when he thought he couldn't handle any more, Harry did some kind of body twist and Draco nearly screamed at the force of his climax the final time. He felt Harry tense above him before he felt flooded with Harry's come.

Sated and sweat-soaked, they collapsed together, falling asleep a moment later.

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When Draco awoke later that afternoon, it was to discover he was in his own room. He wondered if the night before had been some kind of dream before the twinge in his backside told him otherwise. Smiling, he gingerly climbed from his bed and made his way to the showers.

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He joined his family and the King and Queen for a late brunch once he was dressed. He was annoyed to see Dumbledore there as well.

"You were not in your rooms last night, my son." Lucius casually mentioned. Blanking his face, he met his father's gaze.

"I couldn't sleep. So I went for a walk."

"The gardens are lovely to meander through by the light of the moon." Dumbledore smiled.

"I checked several times. You did not return to your rooms until late this morning." Lucius stated.

"I didn't think I needed to be checked on like I was an infant." Draco replied in a tight voice. Narcissa placed a hand across her husband's. Lucius sighed, setting down his tea.

"I was only concerned for your safety, my son."

Draco relaxed his mask.

"I know, Father. My apologies for worrying you."

"With Your Majesty's permission, I could have a guard assigned to His Highness until the wedding." Dumbledore interjected.

"I do not think that will be necessary." Narcissa broke in before Lucius could answer. He looked at her in surprise.

"Why not?" Lucius wondered.

"Because that is what we pay Remus for, my heart." Narcissa giggled.

"Surely he is occupied with his mate?" Dumbledore wondered.

"Albus, stop interfering. We allow you to interfere in Harry's life because you are his grandfather. But I will not have you insulting our guests in such a way." James finally snapped out.

"Well put, love." Lily agreed, glaring at the old man. Albus knew when to back down.

"My apologies if I insulted Your Majesties in any way."

"See that it doesn't happen again, or we will withdraw." Lucius scowled. Draco felt his heart stop.

"Very well. I will take my leave of you." Albus stated, bowing to all in the room before leaving.

"What is his problem?" Draco wondered.

"Please forgive him. He's a bit...eccentric." Lily sighed.

Remus and Severus entered the room.

"We apologize for our lateness." Remus began, sitting down next to Draco.

"Quite all right. We know what it's like to be newly wed." James grinned. "And I must say, Severus. That's a lovely shade of red you have on your neck."

Severus's hand flew to his neck, feeling the bruise left there by Remus's teeth just that morning. He glared at James for mentioning it, before pinching Remus's thigh for daring to laugh.

Watching the three couples interact, Draco missed Harry.

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Draco took a walk later that afternoon in the gardens, Remus and Severus distantly following him. He wandered aimlessly, lost in thought and before he knew it, he was at a waterfall grotto. He looked around the secluded paradise, noticing Remus and Severus were conspicuously absent.

"Remus? Severus?"

"I sent them away for a bit. Hope that was all right?" came a familiar voice behind him. He whirled around and saw Harry standing at the edge of the water. He smiled brightly, launching himself at the man.

"Please tell me last night wasn't a dream?" Draco wondered. In answer, Harry leaned toward him and kissed him. They sank to the ground, lost in each other once again.

TBC...

Next chapter...The Wedding?