The laassst chapter. It has what we've all been waiting for. :P SLASH! AND INCEST! Thanks for everyone who read through the whole way, it means alot to me, especially my faithful reviewers . I love you! I'm only happy to let this story go because it means I get to start a new one! ^-^ Look out for it.

Hands were back to normal now, height, body structure, everything. Harry looked into the mirror and saw himself for what he really was again. A 14 year old. Nothing more. He tugged at his t-shirt, which once again fit him, and sighed. Draco had gone back to return all of his new clothes, since they no longer fit, and buy him some in smaller sizes.

'He'll never look at me like that again...' Harry thought, flopping unto his bed. Those glazed, lustful glances he'd gotten had made him feel out of this world amazing. But they hadn't been meant for him. He knew now, that every time Draco had looked at him, all he'd seen was Harry. His father. He'd never match up, he'd never be his father and Draco would never love him for him.

Hot tears streamed down his cheeks. It would be better once he got to school again. He'd be distracted by all the gorgeous guys his own age, and he'd make sure he'd nab one for himself. Then he could bring him home, rub it in Draco's face, fall in love with him, marry him. He could forget about Draco, everything about him, and move on.

He laughed at the pathetic level he was thinking at.

"On the bright side, you don't have to try these on. Everything fits you perfectly..." Draco said, walking into his bedroom and throwing the clothes unto Harry's bed. "I hate to see you crying all the time like this."

Harry shrugged and looked up at him. "I'm not doing it on purpose." He whispered. "I can't...stop. I feel as if I'll never be happy again." Draco lay beside him and wrapped his ams around his son, drawing him closer.

"Every day I think about this thing we're going through. I wonder if it's a phase, a hormonal imbalance or just me pining for...you know...and turning to you instead. But when I look at you, I don't see your father. I see you."

Harry looked at Draco, feeling his lip trembling convulsively. "I see you and I want you in the way I know I shouldn't. I see you taking off your clothes and...doing things to me, with me."

Harry blushed, half-smiled. It soon disappeared. "How long are we going to have to hide this? Forever? Till it disappears? Till we simply die of misery?"

Draco fell silent. "No..."He said finally. "It can't be hidden. We would be miserable, just as you said. We'd hide our true feelings, forever, when it's obvious we're meant to be together."

Harry pressed against Draco's chest, longing for more. "So? What're we going to do?" He asked.

Draco smiled to himself. "I know what I want to do..." He said. "And I feel as if I don't do it...it's just every time I look at you, the lust is so strong."

Harry had his hand pressed against a place he knew it shouldn't be, but he didn't want to move it, he didn't plan to move it. "Its now...or never..." Harry whispered, staring into his eyes with piercing gray ones. "Either you take me now...make me yours, or we move on and never look back. Ever."

Draco felt his body heating slowly, the flames of passion licking at him. He wanted this, but it wasn't right, there was no denying that. He could feel Harry hardening against him, and he couldn't take his eyes off of him.

Now or never.

Never or now.

Draco flipped Harry over, had his hands on his shorts in seconds, had them off in a shorter time than even that. Harry continued to stare up at him, disbelief clear in his eyes. "You mean..."He didn't dare say it. Draco's answer was a sensual kiss to his neck, which trailed lower, while hands gently unbuttoned his shirt. Harry moaned and squirmed, feeling his legs widening naturally, just from want.

He wrapped his arms around Draco's shoulders, trailing them down his back, into his jeans. They were all his, the perfectly formed ass, the perfectly formed everything. It was everything he aspired to be, and everything he wanted.

His heart pounded in his chest, his breath was coming out raged and hot and needy and it turned Draco on past anything he could imagine. He pulled Harry closer, closer even than that and slid his tongue around the perked pink nipples, feeling himself harden, his breath ghosting Harry's abdomen before moving on.

"No turning back, ok?" Draco murmured, sliding his hands into Harry's boxers. "I can't...not now..."

Harry leaned against Draco's chest as Draco fondled him, feeling Draco lift his legs, widen them. He moaned softly, lifting his neck for a welcome tongue. Draco ran a hand over Harry's chest, whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

Harry panted heavily. "Just...do it..." He said, clawing at the bedspread.

Draco shook his head. "You have to be loosened." He said, continuing to play with Harry's length. He slid the shorts off fully now. "It'll hurt a little, but I'll try to make sure it doesn't.

Harry gasped with pain as two of Draco's fingers scissored him, feeling cold from the lube, but so hot from the fact that his fathers finger were inside him. Draco pushed deeper, driven by Harry's heated moans. Harry was leaning fully on Draco's chest, between his legs, and Draco had Harry's legs apart, thrusting his fingers in and out with a rhythm Harry was ready to explode to.

He reached behind him, raked a hand through Draco's silky hair. "I'm ready..." He panted. "Please..."

Draco nodded, pulling his fingers out. Harry's shorts were round his ankles now, and he raised himself slightly as Draco guided his slender hips unto the obvious target point. Staring at Harry's pink orifice made him nearly cum right there.

He wanted to bury his face in it and feast like it was a 5-course buffet, but he wasn't sure Harry was ready. He was after all a virgin.

A virgin.

This was the age he'd lost his virginity to Harry at. And now Harry would loose it to him. He'd say it was ironic if he wasn't so desperately horny.

Harry gasped out at first penetration, arching his back. "It feels amazing." He said. Draco helped Harry turn, at the same time lowering him even further unto himself. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, staring into his eyes. "The fact that you're my dad makes it hotter..."

He shut his eyes as he lowered himself even further, gasping a little with each push past the next ring of muscles within him. It felt so right, and it was every single ounce of self-control they both had that kept them from releasing right there and then. "When you're a little older..."Draco whispered. "I'll introduce you to the wonders of a blowjob."

Harry blushed, but managed a coy smile. "Shouldn't that have come first?" He asked. "You know, before the intense, amazing sex?"

"No, I need to make sure you can handle it." Draco smirked. "Its a lot to suck on."

"I can tell." Harry hissed, finally settling down unto the full length. Draco breathed in deeply as Harry lifted his hips again, nearly completely off the head, before lowering again. He didn't dare move, for him it was almost like his first time again. It had been 14 years, he was practically just as much a virgin as Harry.

Harry, flushed with concentration, raised himself again, holding Draco tightly round the shoulders as he did so. "Don't move..." He whispered.

Draco nodded, forcing himself to sit still till Harry was comfortable. He helped Harry lie on his back, promising himself he'd be gentle, take it easy.

Harry wrapped his legs around Draco's waist. "Hard." He whispered, clicking off the light.

"OK!"

Harry had never felt such intense pleasure in his life, the feeling of hands gripping his waist, and a length to be contended with just pounding him fearsomely as if there were no tomorrow. He was flipped into more positions he'd ever heard about, to the point that he was beginning to wonder if Draco was just making them up as he went along. They all felt incredible though, and he was sore absolutely everywhere after his 7th time coming.

Draco flopped beside Harry, wrapping his arms around him, his chest still heaving. "Any regrets?" He said, trailing a finger down Harry's chest. Harry shook his head, sighing contentedly. "My ass hurts though."

Draco grinned sleepily. "I don't know how I'll let you go for the term." He sighed. "But then again, once you're 17, we'll never have to be apart again. And I'll feel better about driving into you like a nail."

"I like you driving into me." Harry said, leaning against Draco. He knew he'd be hurting in the morning, but he didn't care. He didn't care that he was still slightly sticky and his butt ached and his legs ached and his throat ached from screaming so much. It didn't matter now, he had Draco.

"I just hope I don't get pregnant." He grinned cheekily.

Draco twitched. "Screw you!" He said.

"Too late." Harry mumbled, half-asleep.

Fin.

XD I know the endings a little corny, but I think its sweet :P All done! T_T Can't believe its over. I hate letting go of my babies! . Sigh* Must move on...more fanfics await to be written!

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