The Bathroom of Memories

A/N: READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!

Warnings: This is a MATURE fan-fiction please be aware of that, you should be about 16+ to read! Nudity, explicit content, etc.

Disclaimer: Not mine(J.K's!)

Chapter One:

A Heated Meeting

"SECTUM..." bellowed Harry from the floor, waving his wand wildly. Something stopped his words immediately, as the white blonde head of his fellow classmate stared directly at him with tear-filled eyes as silver as ever before. Harry's wand fell to the floor with a quiet clatter as Moaning Myrtle watching from his floating spot above the sinks, peering down at the scene before herself with widened eyes.

"-Sempra." Draco whispered wirly and his eyes rolled back into his head, leaning backwards he fell down to the floor with a smash.

Rushing over to his side, Harry crawled next to the unconcious boy whom had finished his sentence for him. Shaking him, slapping him it seemed there were no hope for Draco to wake up and his breathing began to become noticably uneven and strange. "Mal-Draco! Draco, wake-up! I didn't mean to...I wasn't going to! Please just wake-up!" Tears even began to swell in the ghosts eyes above as Moaning Myrtle swooped down beside the two boys. "What do you want, Myrtle?" Harry spat at her through his squeaky voice and his red face.

"Don't be so rude, Harry." Myrtle cooed gently as she looked between both teenagers. "I was just going to suggest to kiss him, it would startle his senses and awake him." She smirked before giggling and hovering over to one of the stales to give them some privacy, and in few seconds she disappeared down the toilet, water splashing everywhere.

Staring at the body below him, Harry felt something odd eminating from it. "I think, no," He paused thoughtfully speaking aloud to himself. "I feel his life slipping away. I never meant to hurt him!" Harry paniced slightly and Myrtle's words came rushing back to him of mere moments ago.

His emerald green eyes shone brightly while his body leant forward onto the slowly dying one and his face became roughly closer to the pale beauty on the floor. "I'm sorry, Draco. I never meant to hurt you." Harry whispered before catching the blonde's lips with his one, it began softly but his sucking lips and tongue began to explore further.

After a minute, or so of kissing Harry felt extremely awkward of what he just performed on his school rivalry and he began to move away to inform a student and then wipe their memory so Draco could recieve help but he would not be personally dragged into it. As he leaned away, two arms flung up around his back and pulled his fit figure down on the leaner, shorter boy underneath him now as their bodies roughed up against each other surprisingly. Beneath him, Harry was surprised to find a grinning boy with eyes wide open now and breath caught from before when he had fainted obviously just from the thought of being hit with the curse.

"How-how d-d-didya know about the Sectumsempra Curse?" Harry asked as his eyes never left the presence of the other man's, the two of them staring blindly and not noticing the green and silver glow that was flowing around the room all in enticing throbs coming from their intertwined bodies with limbs everywhere and hands unnoticable captivating each other softly.

"Severus is my Godfather, Potter. I was the only one he ever told about it." Draco eyed the Advanced Potion Making copy of the book that was obviously in Harry's posession as it lay on the ground of the bathroom.

Neither of them decided to move as they found it immensly comfortable with one and other on this floor, nobody to see them or their misadventures that were playing repeatedly in their own minds even though they had yet to begin. "Malfoy, listen. It was pure animilistic instinct for that curse, but I couldn't do it because. Your eyes." Harry confessed with flush rushing up from his neck and devouring his face, quite like Ron would do once embarassed.

"I would have gone through with it if I were you, knowing the things I am set out todo." Draco have-confessed to his former enemy, for now they could barely say in each others presence at this moment that they were truly enemies as they lay there together with happiness flowing from their inner-selves as they tried to surpress this over-joy that they didn't understand.

"What do you mean by that, exactly?" Harry questioned with a raise of his eyebrow as Draco leapt into a tale of the summer that was eventful by a visit from Voldemort, fights with his Father, the strange acceptance of his Mother, and of course the plans to murder Professor Albus Dumbledore since Draco could not do so himself.

In the end of it all, Draco ended up being cradled by the brunette boy as his tears had finally ceased that had been waterfalls during the entire story. About an hour had passed but Harry did not care at all who noticed that the two men were missing. "See I'm the one that should be sorry, my Mother forced Severus to make the Unbreakable Vow to kill Dumbledore if I do not. It must be done! I don't want Professor to die, I wouldn't wish that upon anyone besides that filth Dark Lord and his followers! They're the ones who deserve it!" Draco was beginning to get more angry and aggravated by the moment, Harry ignored it well putting all things and this whole situation into perspective.

Silence rang in their ears before Harry finally round up the courage to speak once more. "We can speak to Dumbledore about it, together if you want." Harry paused biting his lip nervously, he was never so open toward Malfoy in his life since their first meeting in the robe shop back before First Year. Yet, now things were different and both felt a pit within themselves for the other present person. "Just explain to him that you don't want to fight against us, and that you want to be on our side. He can protect you, and he will definately believe and trust you." Harry assured the boy still sitting on his lap as he was leaned in an upright position against the bathroom wall by the stales and in front of the sinks - the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets long forgotten about at this place and time.

"I, I guess I could try that." Draco was mumbling and sniffling up from his later tears. "Harry," He said once more. "I just want to say thanks, I don't deserve any of this with the way I've acted and if there was any possibly way to repay this, which there isn't, I would." He was now blushing a bit, the tint of pink to his paled cheeks made Harry giggle on the inside about how cute his old school ultimate enemy really was.

Harry finally cleared his throat, a bit more confident than before. "And what if there was?" He asked curisouly, twirling his fingers in the surprised boys hair, so silky and bright.

"Then I would do it." Draco replied sternly, completely 100 sure of this fact. And in that moment Harry began to actually trust the blonde fully as their bodies leaned toward each other, but neither of them moved on inch in real life.

"Then kiss me." Harry's voice became horse as their lips collided once more, something they had both been yearning since their first one over an hour ago. As Harry licked the blonde's lower-lip their tongues began to clash in a beautiful way as any moans that escaped the depths of their throats were caught in the others lips.

Straddling Harry, Draco found his hands being much more aggresive just like Harry's greedy mouth still linked with the blondes who began to slip off the school robe of the one under him while throwing his aside. Draco picked up his wand and for a moment, Harry was petrified as he could be caught off guard but instead the blonde put a locking charm on the bathroom door and also a silencing charm on the entire room before disposing of his wand by throwing it halfway across the room in the heat of the moment. "I've never...felt so...strongly about...something...ever before." Draco breathed between licks and kissed on Harry's neck and collarbone as he worked off the boy's shirt to reveal his well toned chest and abs. "Oh my God, Potter!" The blonde breathed out, caught in shock at the boys physique as the other blushed a dark crimson like never before.

"It's alright if you don't want to." Harry's face fell almost like he truly wanted this badly, he was almost begging for it in his eyes and heart (along with other 'begging' sensitive body parts). The teenage boy now reached over for his shirt and began to put it back on but the blonde threw it aside while sliding off his robes almost nonchalantly.

Draco's finger covered Harry's mouth for further protests that might be made. "I do. It's just that - Potter...you're fucking amazing." He breathed before lavishing his mouth once more with great pleasures as he ground his lips and erect member up against the others through all the cloth that seperated their skin. Harry pealed off Draco's shirt just craving to feel his soft skin up against his.

A slightly feminine but much define, lean paled figure was shown off as Malfoy grinded up against Harry one more time closing both their eyes in lust. "Please..." Harry moaned, flashing his emerald eyes open with complete need and want as Draco stared down at the boy with utter hunger in his own eyes. "Don't ever stop." He begged as the other obliged and continued to move swiftly up and down with his hips coming in contact with Harry's continuously and their moans would have been heard from down the hallway if it wasn't for the silencing charm Malfoy had cast.

Soon they couldn't handle anymore of the teasing, biting, licks, kisses, or sucks as they rolled around on the bathroom floor in their own privacy and sex-driven bodies. Malfoy flipped Harry onto his stomach on the cold floor which made the brunette flinch for a moment before his sweat took in the cold and turned it into more heat. Both bodies now trickled with each others body sweat, they seemed to become one at one point in this whole time. Draco removed the last of his clothing before doing so to Harry excrutiatingly slow to tease some more. A lubrication charm was needed as Harry clutched to the tiled floor with clenched fists, Malfoy looked at all what was wonderful before himself and licked his lips conciouslessly for the other to see. As soon as the blonde entered the other, they stopped immediately well he was inside so they could both get used to the various amounts of pressure from the naval to their higher-thighs.

Harry now kneeled on the floor with Draco kneeling behind him, still no movement though or thrusts. "Are you ready?" Malfoy was actually being polite in making sure that Harry wanted this, even though he himself would surely die without it for it was something that was collecting within himself this year ever since Harry had been surveying him and following him.

"Yes." Harry only replied that one word as Draco began to slowly thrust in and out of the brunette, moans escaped them both and grunts of pleasure. Draco's hands gripped Harry's hips as they began to speed up and Harry could be heard quite stressing at the moment, finally the moment came as the one on the bottom flew up and brought their bodies closer together by wrapping his arms backwards around Draco and pushing him into him one more time. "Oh, fuck Harry!" He screamed as he knew that any minute now, he would be coming with Harry following suit as well. It got rougher, harder. The thrusts now were quicker, faster, and quite deeper for either of them to handle as they felt they were about to explode entirely.

"Please, Draco! I need it! Make me -" Harry's words were lost in a scream as the boy above him sped up even more and his hand snaked under the others body and grabbed tightly at his swollen member, arousing both even further. Then they both came, collapsing onto the floor together in a heap, breathing came in huffs as their sweat began to evaporate.

After all of the silence, it was Draco to first speak this time. "You are, as I admitted before, fucking amazing Po..." The blonde paused for another second before a true smile erupted onto his face. "Harry." He whispered the name which sounded more beautiful to the others ears than he had screamed it before.

"Trust me, it was all you." Harry couldn't believe how sweet he was acting toward whom was supposed to be his sworn enemy other than Lord Voldemort. "I have a confession to make," He began blushing madly now as they both collected their clothing and began slipping it on. Draco looked up while buttoning his shirt now, Harry pulling on his cloak. "You were my first."

It only take about thirty seconds for Malfoy's shock to wear off and a smirk was pressed gently on his angel-like face. "That's cute." He was being utterly truthful, Harry believed that anyway. The two came closer together once all their things were collected. "They're going to start worrying about us, we should get going." Draco suggested sadly even though both of them never wanted to leave the presence of the other.

Harry was the first to leave the bathroom, limping slightly from a sore behind as Draco was going to wait a few minutes so it would not seem as noticable if they both left the room together and not shooting curses at both. As the door closed, Harry heard the blonde whisper as the silencing charm must have warn-off. "I love you, Harry." The brunette would never forget how beautiful his name sounding coming off of the lips of such a person to fine to be dubed a human being.