Chapter 2

Harry groaned as he opened his eyes, his vision blurry as he squinted in the bright light. He waited for his eyes to adjust before looking around, frowning in confusion at the bare white walls and dull grey ceiling. He sat there for a moment before he realized where he was, having been enough times to know, and recognize, the sterile scents and plain décor.

St. Mungos. Harry thought, his brow crinkling. Why am I in St. Mungos?

He tried to remember how he had gotten into a hospital bed, tried to clear away the murkiness of his thoughts, but to no avail. He gritted his teeth and attempted to bring his memories into clearer focus, only succeeding in getting a headache and a throbbing jaw.

With a huff the Gryffindor shifted, hissing in sudden pain as something pulled at his side. He gasped and waited until the sting dulled to a silent ache before glancing down, even though he couldn't see anything under the hospital gown he wore. He shifted again and felt a slow throbbing emitting from his side, making him groan in discomfort before he went to lift the shirt up to see beneath.

He frowned when he couldn't move and he looked over, not comprehending what he was seeing until he realized and smiled.

Draco was draped over the hospital bed, half of his body pinning Harrys arm and thigh, his eyes closed and his lips parted as he breathed. His robes were thrown over the back of the chair he sat in, his clothes rumpled and the collar of his shirt open and leaving his throat bare.

His blonde hair was tangled and there were bags under his eyes, practically screaming 'sleepless nights' as the blonde shifted against the Gryffindors side into a more comfortable position. He was also clutching Harrys hand like a life-line, his palm smooth and fingers tight and unyielding.

Harry felt his heart lurch at the sight and he smiled, rubbing his thumb over the Slytherins knuckles as he gazed down at the man. He continued to caress the blonde's soft skin as he sighed, leaning his head back and grimacing in pain as his side stretched and pulled. He gasped as his reached down to press against the ache to try and relieve it, his eyes widening in surprise when he felt thick bandages under the shirt he wore.

Suddenly, like a damn breaking, the memories came flooding back and Harry froze, his breath hitching as he replayed it all, recounting the excited laughter, the snarky remarks and the anguished shouting from the man beside him. The blood and pain. The confession.

Harry paled at the last thought, glancing quickly down at Malfoy and wondering why he was still around. Why he was here in St. Mungos, and what he had thought after Harry had admitted the love he had for the blonde before passing out.

Just as Harry was tempted to apparate and disappear forever, said man moaned and stirred, sitting up as he blinked and took in the room with unfocused eyes, before his gaze fell on Harry. The silver sharpened to startling clarity as the blondes eyes widened, staring, stunned, at the Gryffindor underneath him.

Harry stared right back, not knowing what to say. He decided to go the easy route, raising his hand and smiling up at the blonde as he waved. "Hi." Harry said roughly, his voice raw. He waited for a reply and started when the blonde suddenly lunged at him, the Slytherins body covering his own and making him gasp in agony as the wound on his side was pulled. Draco didn't notice as he leaned forward, reaching up and caging Harrys face between his palms as he made a choked noise.

Harry's eyes widened as he stared up at the blonde, the other man drawing in a shaky breath to speak, the Gryffindor tensing and bracing himself, not knowing what the Slytherin would say. He wasn't expecting a calm conversation, but he sure as hell didn't think the man to suddenly start yelling at his face.

"How could you? How could you?!" Draco hissed, his cheeks red with color and eyes snapping in fury. Harry gaped at the blonde, stunned as the Slytherin pushed him farther into the mattress with his body.

"You can't say the things you did because you thought you were dying! Dying!" Malfoy snarled, his voice quivering with anger and pain. "You didn't even give me a chance to tell you how I felt before you passed out!"

Harry winced at that, his fingers tightening in the material of the blonde's shirt as the man above him practically shook with rage. The Gryffindor opened his mouth to speak when the blonde suddenly growled, words bursting forth like a dam breaking.

"I needed hours to tell you how I felt and you barely gave me a handful of minutes." Malfoy rasped, bumping his forehead against Harrys as he closed his eyes. "I needed to make you understand how much you mean to me. How much I don't deserve you even though I want you to stay. I know it's selfish, but I can't help myself." He said, his voice soft as if reciting something from memory.

Harry felt a jolt as he realized where he had heard that before, the night prior to the ambush at Brakers Bay when Harry had thought the blonde had fallen asleep on the couch. Now he knew the Slytherin had heard everything, the fears and the doubts he had voiced aloud because he thought no one could hear.

"I was afraid." Draco suddenly whispered, the deep timber of his voice cracking as he tried to hold in the emotion that threatened to burst. "I was afraid I would never see you smile again or hear your laugh. Never be able to hold you or listen to the way your voice sounds when you speak." Malfoy muttered, his voice strangled as a sob ripped its way from his throat. "I thought I had lost you." He said sounding strained and weak, like a length of rope that couldn't hold the weight anymore.

Harry felt his heart shatter at the blondes voice broke, pain washing over him as he reached up and wrapped his arms around the other man. He made low soothing sounds in the back of his throat as he tugged the Slytherin closer, rubbing the blondes back to comfort him. "It's fine. I'm fine." He said, his voice trembling as he started to realize what the blonde had suffered through after he had blacked out.

Malfoy slid his arms around the Gryffindors neck, burying his face into the other man's shoulder as he began to cry. "It's not fine!" Draco shouted, the sudden rise of volume causing Harry to start. "I thought you had died!" He said, hiccupping, his body beginning to shake. "I kept thinking of all the things I should have done differently. All the ways I could have saved you if only I had tried harder." He whispered, swallowing against the lump in his throat. "I blamed myself because I knew I could have done more. Made some kind of difference that would have changed the outcome of things."

Harry drew in a startled breath at that, quickly reaching up and grabbing the blondes face between his palms. "No, no Draco." He said, his voice thick with emotion as he rubbed the Slytherins cheekbones with his thumbs. "It's not your fault. None of it was your fault." He said fiercely, staring deep into Malfoys eyes when they opened. "There was nothing you could do."

"Exactly." Draco whispered, face twisted in pain. "I was completely helpless while you bled out. I could do nothing except sit there and hope you didn't die." He spat, angry at himself. "I tried to help but nothing worked. I tried to prevent you from bleeding but it didn't stop. Everything I did changed nothing."

"No, Draco." Harry said, his fingers tightening around the blondes face. "You did all you could." He said, his voice soft as he saw tears gathering in the Slytherins eyes. "You tried and that is good enough for me." He said, smiling up at the blonde.

Draco felt something in him break and he sobbed, lunging for the Gryffindor and smashing their lips together as relief coursed through his body. Their teeth clacked as Malfoy drove himself into a frenzy, needing to touch and taste as much as he could.

Harry inhaled sharply as he felt soft lips press against his, his body tensing as the Slytherin stole his breath. He felt devoured as Draco sucked on his lips and ran his tongue over his teeth, hot puffs of air escaping parted mouths.

Harry gave a startled moan when Malfoy nipped at his bottom lip, the pain sending pleasure exploding down his back. He decided, right then, that this was the most amazing thing to happen to him since he was told he was a wizard.

Above him the blonde suddenly gasped and drew away, panting heatedly as he stared at the pinned Gryffindor. "Fuck." He rasped, his eyes half lidded and brimming with lust. He reached forward and placed his thumb in the dip of Harrys bottom lip, pushing it down as he stared. "I swear you were made for this." He whispered huskily before he leaned forward and swiped his tongue across Harrys cupid bow.

The Gryffindor groaned, wanting more. He reached up and shifted, about to seal their mouths together when he suddenly gasped in pain, whimpering as he reached down and pressed against his side, the wound smarting.

Draco was immediately up and off the mattress at the sound, desire fading as concern took its place. He leaned over the bed, careful not to touch as he reached over, pulling up Harry's shirt to examine the bandages underneath to make sure there wasn't blood seeping through.

Harry lay there, panting, staring up at the Slytherin as the man nodded and placed the shirt back where it was. His heart was thudding and his blood was roaring, his head swimming in hazy desire. His eyes narrowed as he reached for the Slytherins wrist and pulled on it, his lips parting as he tried to yank the man closer.

"Come here." Harry whispered, his voice husky. "I need you to kiss me again so I know this is real and not some fevered daydream." He said, his vision slightly blurry without his glasses.

Draco smiled at that and reached forward, tangling his fingers in the Gryffindors thick hair. "This isn't a dream Harry." He said softly, leaning down and kissing the other man softly before releasing his lips and falling into the seat beside the hospital bed.

Harry made a pained sound at the distance and without thinking the Slytherin scooted closer and reached for Harry's hand, holding it firmly as they stared at each other. Harry cleared his throat under the intense gaze, feeling the heat of a blush stain his cheeks.

"So….." He said, squeezing the blonde's fingers. "I guess this changes things."

Malfoy nodded, serious as he leaned onto the frame of the Gryffindors hospital bed. "Yes, it does." He said, rubbing the skin of Harrys knuckles with his thumb. "I want you to know that…I feel the same." He said, smiling at Harrys amused snort. "Yes, I know. I'm overdramatic." He admitted reluctantly, chuckling as Harry rolled his eyes.

"But…I do love you." Malfoy said softly, dropping his eyes as he grew somber and his relief of seeing Harry alive began to ebb. "I just wanted to say that. Even though I think you realized after my little…speech." He said with a wiry grin before it fell. He glanced up from under his lashes at the man in front of him, his expression shy as he bit his lip, his palm becoming sweaty in Harrys hand, his fingers squeezing in nervousness.

"Would you become mine?" He asked softly, his face full of anxious anticipation.

Harry felt warmth fill his chest and he smiled, nodding as he lifted his arm and kissed the back of Draco's hand. "Of course I will. So long as I have you for my own." He said, rubbing his lips over the man's knuckles.

Draco practically beamed as he sagged with relief, leaning onto the bed as he rested his head on the Gryffindors stomach. "Merlin….I thought you would say no even though you said you loved me. I can be too much to handle sometimes." Malfoy admitted sheepishly, his cheek pressed against the Gryffindors abs.

Harry laughed at that, reaching down with his free hand and running it through the blonde's hair and kneading. "I haven't run away yet and I don't plan to." He said, tilting his head on his pillow as something nudged at the back of his mind. He frowned when he realized what it was, his fingers stilling mid-massage.

"You know what I just remembered? How you said you didn't want to move in." He said, noticing how the other man stiffened. "When I asked you said you had your reasons. Well, can you tell me what they are?" He asked, gazing down at the Slytherin. "I want you to move in, and if you don't want to I have to know why."

Draco swallowed as he leaned back, slipping his hand out of Harrys as he crossed his arms and sighed. "I do want to move in with you Harry." He said stiffly, his eyes downcast as he pursed his lips. "The reason….well, to you it might seem trifle but to me it was important enough to stay away." He admitted, his hands balled into fists under his forearms.

Harry nodded slowly at that, wondering what was so important that the blonde couldn't live with him. "Will you tell me?" He asked quietly, shifting to get more comfortable and wincing in pain.

Draco drew in a breath and sighed, fidgeting in his seat. He rubbed his arm and glanced over at Harry before looking away, his face twisting in discomfort. "A-Alright…but you might think it's stupid." He muttered, crossing and uncrossing his legs. "The reason is…." Draco took a deep breath to calm himself, his fingers digging into his bicep.

The blonde decided to just get it over with, going for blunt instead of beating around the bush as he looked up and locked eyes with the man in front of him. "I wanted to make love to you but I didn't think you felt the same way." He said, gritting his teeth as he waited.

Harry stared, jaw slack as he tried to comprehend what the other man was saying. "W-What?"

"Just what I said. I wanted to make love with you but I didn't think you felt the same way." Malfoy repeated, his body ramrod straight as he continued. "If I had moved in with you every day would be a battle. I would have to beat down the urge to touch and taste, because I knew that I couldn't do what I wanted so long as we remained friends." He said tersely, suddenly leaning forward and grabbing the Gryffindors chin. "I wanted to do things to you that would make an experienced prostitute blush."

Harry sucked in a sharp gasp, his body trembling as the blondes fingers tightened.

"But I didn't want just that. I wanted all of you." Malfoy said fiercely, his eyes sparking. "Your heart and soul. Your mind and thoughts. Your entire body, mine. Just mine." He said, his voice growing husky as he leaned closer. "I wanted it all with you, but I was never sure so I didn't act on it." He admitted, sliding the pads of his fingers up the Gryffindors jaw to caress the side of his face.

"I guess we are both fools. Not realizing what the other person felt." Malfoy said softly, smiling thinly. "And that's the reason I didn't want to move in. I wouldn't have been able to control myself from just taking you." The blonde snarled, his cheeks flushed with color. "I didn't want to lose the friendship we had because I couldn't get a hold of my libido."

Harry swallowed at that, blushing under the Slytherins intense stare as he dropped his eyes, shifting under the man as he licked his dry lips. "Draco….I don't think that is a stupid reason." He said finally, looking at the other man from beneath his lashes. "But I would be lying if I said that." He said with a grin.

Draco stared at the Gryffindor beneath him, frowning before he huffed and rested his forehead against Harrys. "I told you you would think it was stupid." He muttered ruefully, pouting.

Harry chuckled at that, relieved that the blondes excuse wasn't something along the line of 'because it would be boring living with you'. "I'm just glad that it's something that is an easy fix." He admitted, reaching up and cupping Draco's face. "I'm laughing because I'm relieved. I'm not making fun of you. I can see how, to you, that that would be a valid reason not to move in." He said before his eyes darkened, his voice dropping an octave. "But, since we obviously want to do dirty things to each other, I think you should start packing your things and sending them to my place while I'm still in the hospital."

Draco sucked in a breath and laughed, his pupils dilating as he grinned. "Whatever you want Harry." He whispered as he leaned forward, sucking gently on the Gryffindors bottom lip before letting go.

"Whatever you want." He muttered, warmth unfurling in his chest as he gazed into the other man's eyes.

"Your wish is my command."

o0o

Two weeks prior.

"Why can't you do anything I ask of you?" Draco snarled, hurrying forward and grabbing the Gryffindor by the arm to stop the man from continuing what he was doing.

Harry frowned, glancing up as his brow wrinkled in confusion. "What are you talking about?" He asked and tugging on the wrist that the blonde held, trying to get back to writing the report that needed to be done before they left for home.

Draco huffed and rolled his eyes, letting go of the other man's arm as he straightened. "You don't remember?" Malfoy asked exasperated, raising an eyebrow as he placed his hands on his hips. "I told you, at exactly one o'clock, that I needed the folders I gave you taken to Kinglsey." He said, shaking his head. "Merlin, Potter." He said before pausing, smirking slightly. "I thought you would have your shit together by now. I can know conclude that I was wrong."

Harry grumbled at that and looked skyward, begging the heavens for patience as he stood from his chair and walked over to the cabinets on the far side of the room. "I do have my shit together. Unbeknownst to you." He said, flicking through the files for the one he wanted. He pulled it out when he found it, turning and glaring at the blonde when he realized the man had taken his seat and had his feet propped up onto the Gryffindors desk.

"If you wanted it to be done so badly, why didn't you do it?" Harry huffed, flipping through the file as he shut the cabinet door behind him.

"Because, Potter, I don't have the time. I am busy you know. Fighting crime and chasing bad wizards through the streets of London." Draco replied, twirling his wand as he swiveled back and forth in the Gryffindors chair.

Harry snorted, his lips twitching in amusement as he walked toward the reclining Slytherin. "Exactly. Chasing, but never catching them." He joked as he stopped beside the blonde, raising his arm. "Now, you have work to do. Go over to your desk and get it done. I'll go ahead and drop this file off at Kinglseys." He said as he brought his arm down, smacking Draco on top of the head with the folder and causing him to drop his wand.

Draco cursed and bent to grab it, glaring at the other man as he searched beneath the desk. "Really Potter? Unnecessary." He huffed, his face inches away from Harrys crotch as he twisted to get his wand.

Harry inhaled sharply as the blondes hair brushed against the front of his jeans, his cock twitching in interest as he took a hasty step back. He swallowed before he tried to speak, color staining his skin as he adjusted his grip on the folder he held. "Not unnecessary." He shot back as the blonde straightened, holding his wand.

"Now, I'll only be gone a few minutes. When I come back I better see you ass deep in paperwork." Harry said as he walked toward the door, his robes bellowing behind him.

Draco grumbled at that and stood up, dropping behind his own desk as he grabbed papers from the work box and tugged a quill from the ink jar with a pointed look toward Harry.

The Gryffindor only laughed as he strode out, closing the door behind him as he began to head to Kingsley's office. People passed by him as he went, calling out greetings and saying hello as he made his way through the corridor. Harry waved and smiled throughout, his steps quickening as he saw Kingsleys office ahead.

He halted when he got to his desired destination, reaching forward to open the door when a hand suddenly gripped his shoulder and pulled him back. He gasped and whirled around, his wand appearing in his hand as he jerked away and turned.

He sighed and relaxed when he realized it was just Ron, the redhead eating from a large bag that he cradled in his arms like a protective mother. "Hello Ron." Harry said, grinning when the ginger smiled and struggled to swallow whatever was in his mouth. "Why did you grab me like that? You could have just tapped my shoulder."

Ron finally managed to choke down what he was eating, smacking his lips as he reached into the bag he held. "And I would have gotten the same reaction regardless." He pointed out, stuffing his face.

Harry frowned at that, eyeing the bag of food the Weasley held before shrugging and reaching inside. He realized what it was and pulled out a handful of Bertie's Bott's every flavor beans, grinning and picking a green one. He popped it into his mouth and chewed, relief coursing through him when it was only lime instead of something horrendous like barf.

Ron snorted when he witnessed the other Gryffindors palpable relief, rolling his eyes at his dark haired friend. "Anyway, what I wanted was to ask you a question." He said as he swallowed, forgetting the bag as he suddenly grew serious.

Harry felt the change in his friend's attitude and he glanced up, feeling nervousness rise when Ron gave him a calculating look. "A question?" Harry repeated, feigning calmness as he grabbed another jellybean and ate it. This time is was chocolate.

Ron nodded, glancing around before grabbing Harrys shoulder and pulling him closer, dropping his voice as he locked eyes with the other man. "Have you told Draco yet?" He asked, his tone somber.

Harry frowned, confused. "Tell him what?" He asked, anxious to hear what the redhead was going to say him even though he had some clue as to what this was all about.

"That you're in love with him."

Harry immediately tensed and sputtered, looking around frantically before grabbing the other Gryffindor and pulling him into an empty case room. He shook the door behind them before whirling around, a blush high on his cheeks. "What in the bloody hell are you talking about? He's my partner! I'm not in love with him!"

Ron stared at the other man as he calmly ate more jellybeans, shrugging one shoulder as he swallowed before answering. "Yes you are." He said, ignoring Harrys stammering. "I know you are and I know that you know you are. So why lie about it?"

"I'm not lying Ron!" Harry hissed, planting his hands on his hips as he glared. "I don't love Malfoy." He said, his eyes flashing dangerously. "And how the hell did you get to that conclusion anyway?" He asked, his lips thin and pressed into a single line.

"The way you look at him." Ron answered, eating another handful of beans as he grew thoughtful. "The way you talk and act. All the little things that shine through when you don't notice." He said, watching as the Gryffindors shoulders began to stiffen. "It's not that hard to figure out when you practically undress Malfoy with your eyes." The ginger said, wrinkling his noise at the image before grabbing more jellybeans.

Harry opened and closed his mouth for a moment before sighing in defeat and rubbing his temple, his anger evaporating in a second. "Oh hell." He muttered, raking his fingers through his hair. "I thought I was hiding it."

"Oh. Don't worry. You weren't." Ron said with a grin, reaching forward and clapping Harry on the shoulder. "I just wanted to know if you were going to tell him. To be honest I'm surprised he hasn't figured it out yet."

"I am too." Harry muttered, rubbing his eyes. "So…..I take it you are fine with this?" He asked after a moment, glancing up and frowning in confusion as Ron practically beamed.

"Of course I am mate! Anything to get you from moping all over the place is better than I could hope for!" Ron said, eating more candy as he walked toward the door. "It's been months since Ginny and you broke it off Harry. You should be back on your feet by now."

Harry tensed at that before muttering in agreement, watching the Gryffindor open the door.

"I always thought that Ginny wasn't quite right for you. You needed more." Ron commented, shocking Harry to the core as he stepped out of the room. "For once, I was right." He said with a grin, glancing over his shoulder at the other Gryffindor. "Now, if I was you I would go get your man. Before someone else does." He said before walking out, closing the door softly behind him.

Harry stared for long moments before glancing down, realizing he had more jellybeans in his palm. With a sigh he picked one and popped it into his mouth, grimacing when the sour taste of rotten apples filled his mouth. The flavor matched his mood well.

He swallowed with difficulty before striding out of the room, going to deliver the folder he held before he was too tempted to set if aflame. He gritted his teeth and opened the Ministers office, seeing that is was empty. He hurried forward and threw the folder onto the desk, running out as he headed back down the hall.

He skidded to a halt when he reached the door to his and Draco's work room, reaching forward and gripping the knob as he took a deep breath. He calmed his nerves and set his mask in place, exhaling slowly as he turned and opened the door.

He expected to find the blonde working at his desk, to hear the curses and mumbling that accompanied the scratching of a quill. His eyes widened when that was not what he walked into. He cursed and ran forward, flicking his wand as he tried to put out the fire that was on the blonde's desk. "Draco!" Harry shouted, realizing that the Slytherin was watching the flames with a merry expression.

Harry snarled and flicked his wand, his spell work tied with the cackling of the blonde in front of him. Harry vowed, right then and there, that the first chance he got him would kill the other man, with love or without. He just had to think of how he wanted to do it, wondering if he was crossing a boundary if he stabbed the blond. Oh well. He thought, finally managing to extinguish the flames as he glared at the blonde.

All's fair in love and war. He thought as he gave the blonde a stern talking to, the ashes of the Slytherins paperwork fluttering as he got his ear chewed off.

o0o

Present.

"All's fair in love and war Potter!" Draco said loudly as he swept through the door, seeing the flowers and gifts scattered around the hospital room. He threw himself onto the bed beside the Gryffindor, leaning forward to kiss the other man before producing a box from beneath his robes.

Harry frowned at what the blonde had said, even though warmth flickered through his body at the Slytherins antics. "What do you mean by that?" He asked, catching the box that was thrown to him on reflex.

"Oh, nothing really." Draco said, smirking as he leaned back into the chair he sat in. "It's just that since I got you something very special it means you owe me." He said, kicking his feet up and placing them on the edge of the bed.

Harry snorted and rolled his eyes, glancing down at the box as he hummed. "I owe you? Owe you what?" He asked, feeling heat snap up his spine when Malfoy gave him a dark eyed stare.

"Snogging." Draco rasped, running his tongue over his teeth as he smirked. "Lots and lots of snogging."

Harrys breath hitched at that and he shifted on the mattress, desire coiling deep as he leaned forward to meet Draco. The Gryffindor moaned when Malfoy dominated the kiss, flicking his tongue and using his teeth to reduce Harry into a puddle of melted lust.

Draco suddenly drew away, sucking on the other man's bottom lip before he grinned and sat back. He felt a spark of pleasure shiver down his spine as he gazed at the Gryffindors flushed skin and dazed eyes before he raised a hand, gesturing to the box Harry still held. "Open it."

Harry started, snapping to attention as he looked down. He lifted it, noting the plain exterior before he pulled the top off. He burst into delighted laughter at what was inside, his injury throbbing dully as he rocked back.

"Really Malfoy?" He said as he wiped his eyes, smiling at the blonde as he withdrew a small clear picture frame. Inside, against a dark background, was one skin colored Band-Aid. "I didn't even think you knew what these were. I know for a fact that most wizards haven't even heard of them."

Draco nodded in agreement, grinning at the other man's obvious happiness. "You're right. I didn't know what it was until I asked Granger for help. I wanted to give you something no one else would think of." He said, glancing around the room at the presents people had given the Gryffindor.

"Also," He said after locking eyes with the man across from him. "This way, if you get hurt again you can fix it."

Harry felt his heart lurch at that, the soft words pulling at him as he sucked in a sharp breath. He dropped the present onto the mattress as he leaned forward, grabbing the blonde's shirt and pulling him close. "You can't just say that and expect happy feelings you know." He whispered, staring into the other man's eyes.

"I know." Draco said, his lips twitching as he reached up and cupped the Gryffindors face. He nuzzled him with a happy huff, sending Harry into peals of laughter as the Slytherin rubbed against him like a cat. "I love you."

Harry chuckled as he was pushed back onto the mattress, the blonde standing by the bed and leaning over to kiss all over his face. "I love you too." He said, staring up at the blonde as he wiggled. "Now, come over here and kiss me." He demanded, reveling in the blonde's husky laughter.

Draco leaned down, his tongue darting out to lick his lower lip as he hovered over the Gryffindor, about to go in and devour when the door to the room suddenly opened. He glanced over, about to make a snarky farewell when he realized it was one of the doctors. With a huff he pushed himself off the other man, falling back into the hospital chair next to the mattress so the Medic witch had enough room to check on Harry.

Harry snorted when he glanced at the other man's expression, almost laughing outright at the pout and furrowed brows. "Stop it you big baby." He chastised gently, glancing at the female doctor who stood at his side. "I'm only getting a checkup. You can ravish me afterward."

Draco brightened while the doctor blushed, the woman swallowing a chuckle as she waved her wand and ran over the Gryffindors vitals. She muttered to herself as she suddenly reached forward, lifting Harrys shirt to see the bandages underneath. The doctor put her wand away as she slowly peeled the wrapping off the Gryffindors side, the gauze sticking. Harry gasped and stiffened as the bandages pulled at the wound, a sharp pain splintering his side.

"Your injury is improving Mr. Potter." The woman said a she redressed the wound and pulled the man's shirt back down. "You might even be able to go home sometime this week as long as you don't put strain on the wound." She commented, shooting a glance at the Slytherin as she scribbled the Gryffindors condition on a clip board.

Draco huffed and crossed his arms at that, knowing what the woman was implying as he pouted.

Harry laughed at the blonde as he shifted on the bed, waving to the woman as she strode out of the room and closed the door behind her. "Well, you heard what she said. No straining the wound Draco." He said teasingly, chuckling at the Slytherins pout.

Draco huffed and suddenly smirked, running his tongue over his upper lip. "That doesn't mean I can't kiss you." He said, stalking forward as his eyes darkened. "As long as you don't move, we'll be fine." He whispered huskily, causing Harrys cock to twitch.

Harry immediately raised his hands, shaking his head as his eyes widened. "Oh, no you don't." He said loudly, scooting on the bed to try to get away. "No straining on both of our parts." He stated, gasping sharply when Draco pounced and pinned his wrists against the mattress. "Draco…" He moaned, admitting defeat as he began wiggling under the other man to try to get closer.

Malfoy tightened his grip as he tsked, evading the Gryffindors erratic shifting. "No need for all that moving. Remember what the doctor said? No straining the wound." He chided as he grinned wickedly, slowly bringing down his hips and pushing the other man into the mattress. "Understood? No moving Harry. I don't want you to hurt yourself and stretch out your stay." He muttered as he leaned forward, dragging his teeth down the man's throat.

Harry gasped, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to keep still, his hands coming up to grip the blonde's hair as his neck was sucked and bitten. He groaned and whimpered, his throat sensitive as the Slytherin set himself to the task of bruising the entire right side of Harry's neck.

"You smell so good." Draco whispered, running his tongue up Harrys jaw as he ground down. He heard the sharp intake of breath from the other man and he hummed, pleasure dancing up his spine as he nipped the Gryffindors earlobe. "I can't wait to taste you." He hissed sensually, reaching into his pocket and withdrawing his wand. He quickly threw a spell at the door, locking it and placing a silencing charm before throwing the piece of wood onto the mattress.

Harry groaned when he heard the door lock itself, anticipation and lust rising inside as he tugged on the Slytherins hair. "Draco, more." He pleaded, his eyes darkening when Draco slipped his glasses of his face and placed t onto the table beside them.

"Patience, Harry." Draco muttered, slowly climbing onto the bed and pinning the man beneath him. He caged in the Gryffindors legs with his thighs, keeping his hands around Harry's wrist and holding them down as he nuzzled his partner's neck. "I'm going to take my time with you. There's no need to rush." He whispered, licking up Harrys throat and capturing his mouth in a heated kiss.

Harry practically whimpered at that, trying to keep his hips still as the blonde above him stole his breathe and replaced it with fiery need. He squirmed as his cock began to harden, the thin fabric of his hospital pants and the blanket that covered his legs not enough for any kind of friction.

Draco paused when he felt Harry shift his legs and wiggle his hips, detaching himself from the man's lips and looking down. He swallowed when he saw how hard the Gryffindor was, his mouth watering and longing for a taste.

He almost gave in but at the last moment restrained himself, wanting to wait until they got home so he wouldn't have to worry about someone walking in on them. With that thought he glanced up and locked eyes with the man below him, running his tongue over his lips as he growled.

"Merlin, I want to taste you so badly." Draco hissed, leaning down and brushing his lips over the Gryffindors ear. "But not yet, I want you gagging for it before I touch your naked skin." Malfoy whispered, feeling Harrys hips jolt and push at him. "I can't wait until we get home and I can finally take your cock into my mouth. To taste you're cum when you climax down my throat. I want it so badly I burn." He growled, his fingers tightening around the Gryffindors wrists.

Harry gave a strangled sob and bucked, the words causing a hot blush to stain his cheeks and for his blood to rush south and make him as hard as he's ever been. "Draco!" He mewled, straining in order to touch the blonde. Unfortunately the hold the Slytherin had on him made it almost impossible, causing him to make desperate whimpers and moans as he tugged at his wrists.

Draco snarled as he felt Harry work himself into a frenzy beneath him, something dark and possessive rising inside as he pressed the man deeper into the bed as he bit none to gently on the man's neck as he continued to speak in a harsh whisper.

"I want to feel you beneath me, whining and gasping for more even as you beg me to stop." Draco growled, Harrys moan loud and sudden in his ear as he smirked. "I want to mark your body with bruises and bite marks, claiming you as mine while I pound you into the mattress." He muttered, feeling the Gryffindor shudder in his hold. "Harry, to listen to your screams and cries will be the most amazing thing I will ever hear. To feel you arch into me and clamp down while I fuck you will become an addiction that I will never be able to break."

Harry cried out brokenly, desperate to touch the blonde as his cock twitched and his body coiled like a spring. He felt ready to snap when Draco suddenly thrust down and pushed against his clothed erection. The Gryffindor gave a startled shout, his entire body convulsing as he tried to spread his legs only to realize they were caged between Draco's thighs.

"Merlin Harry, the sounds you make." Draco muttered, scraping his teeth down the Gryffindors throat as he slowly began to grind down on the other man's throbbing erection. "I've imagined this, so many times." Malfoy confessed, his lip curled up into a vicious snarl. "How I would fuck you. How you would look when you orgasmed. All of it. Every time you so much as glanced at me my mind would take over and I would long to turn my heated dreams into reality." Draco rumbled, suddenly lifting up one leg and sliding it between Harrys as he raised his knee and pressed it into the Gryffindors straining erection.

"Oh Merlin….." Harry whimpered, bucking up and groaning when pleasure sparked down his spine. He sucked in a sharp breath when Draco rubbed his cock with his knee, the man smirking above him as he opened his mouth to speak when something flashed in the corner of his eye.

Draco snapped his head to the side and groaned in frustration, pushing harder into Harrys cock before untangling himself and walking to the patronus that waited patiently by the door. "What?" He snapped, tapping his foot as he tried to quell his anger.

The patronus waved slightly to the side, Ron's voice coming through layered with a hefty amount of amusement. "Harry, can you tell Malfoy to unlock the door? We failed trying to get in. Nice wand work by the way. I hope you two are decent because I have Hermione with me. Now, let us in before I get Malfoy banned from your hospital room." With that the patronus disappeared, leaving Draco gritting his teeth as he flung his hand out and summoned his wand.

His erection didn't subside as he flicked his wand and vanished the charms he had placed on the door, turning on his heel when he was done and striding back to the bed that sat in the middle of the room. He threw himself into the chair beside the Gryffindors mattress, glancing over at Harry and feeling a rush of amusement when he realized the man had curled into a ball and was huddled beneath the blanket that was previously draped over his legs.

Malfoy huffed a laugh, not bothering to turn when he heard the door open as he curled up into the chair and brought his knees to his chin.

"Well, at least you have clothes on." Ron commented, mirth swimming in his eyes as he gazed down at his fellow Gryffindor. "Didn't take you as the type to fool around with people roaming in the halls outside." He teased, plopping down on the mattress beside the lump under the covers. He reached forward and tried to pull the blanket away from Harry, but was unable to when the Gryffindor shouted curses at him and kept a firm hold on the thing that covered his red cheeks and throbbing erection.

Draco laughed, his own hard on nonexistent after he had thought of Ron wearing lingerie. He glanced over at Harry and uncurled himself from the seat, offering it to Hermione who was trying hard not to laugh.

"Come on Harry! We came to see you! Not some lump under a blanket!" Ron whined, pulling harder and only getting curses sent his way for the trouble. The redhead huffed and gave up, crossing his arms and pouting. "Fine then." He sulked, glancing up when Draco was suddenly in front of him.

"Move." Draco ordered, not waiting for the Gryffindor to shift out of the way before he was pushing through. He stuck his hand under the blanket and grabbed the edge, pulling it away and up. He smiled down at the man underneath, his heart swelling and lust pooling at the base of his spine with how glazed his eyes were and how flushed his cheeks looked.

Malfoy leaned closer, grinning as he kept Harry from view as he blew hot air onto the Gryffindors hear before he spoke. "Think about Ron in lingerie." He said, chuckling when Harry's heated lust immediately turned into revulsion.

Harry shook his head and expelled that image right out of his mind, turning to Draco with a grateful and sickened expression. "Thanks." He muttered, pushing his way out of the blanket and turning so he could sneer at Ron.

"What the hell? I just needed a moment. You didn't need to try to save me from suffocation." Harry said, shoving Ron's shoulder. He pouted when the redhead just laughed, the Gryffindor flashing a smiling before reaching into his pocket and withdrawing a package that he then shoved at Harry.

"Here. Ginny wanted me to give it to you. She wasn't able to get away from Rose and Armani." He said, refereeing to his sister's boyfriend and her roommate.

Harry smiled down at the package, remembering their breakup nearly half a year ago. Ginny had come out of nowhere and proceeded to tell him she wasn't happy in their relationship anymore, breaking it off right in the middle of his office. Of course, he had been stunned but not heart broken. He had told Ginny the truth and said he no longer loved her, telling her that he had begun to have feelings for someone else. Ginny had understood and wished him luck, both of them remaining friends in the end even though they were more distant then before.

"Tell her I said thanks." Harry said, ripping it open and laughing as he spied the cover of the book. "Are you sure this isn't from George?" He asked, feeling a twinge of sadness when he thought of the twin and the man's missing half.

"It's really from her. I think it's great." Ron said, watching as Harry flipped through it.

"What is it?" Draco asked from beside the Gryffindor, not able to see the cover from his viewpoint. He busted into laughter when Harry flipped it around for him to see, the title labeled in big block letters. "'How to have sex for dummies'. Are you fucking kidding me?" Draco said, chuckling in amusement as Harry placed the book onto the table beside him.

"We'll have to look it over later." Harry said, turning to his friends as Draco shifted closer to him and nuzzled his neck. "How are you two by the way? Any interesting cases?" He asked, needing any form of entertainment in order to keep the boredom of being stuck in bed at bay.

Hermione nodded from her place in the hospital chair, her hair framing her face as she grinned. "It wasn't so much a case then the interrogation we witnessed." She said, flicking Draco a mischievous glance before continuing. "It was a person from the group that you guys had captured at Brakers Bay."

Harry heard a curse from beside him and frowned, curios as he glanced Malfoys way as the blonde tensed. His attention was brought back when Hermione snickered, placing her hands in her lap as she spoke.

"Malfoy was the one answering the questions, assigned of course by Kingsley, when they brought in the man that had stabbed you." She said, slight anger showing in her eyes before it disappeared. "When Draco realized it he was across the table and pounding the man's face in before we could get into the room to stop him. With his fist no less. Let's just say Kingsley wasn't too happy about it."

Harry sucked in a sharp breath and whipped around, staring at Malfoy as he gaped. "Are you kidding me? Draco!" He groaned, shaking his head. He sighed as he let his head fall onto the Slytherins shoulder, rubbing his eyes and realizing dimly that he didn't have on his glasses.

"Even though I could understand what you did, you could have gotten fired!" He said, frowning at the man beside him.

Malfoy just rolled his eyes, looking pleased with himself as he remembered the feeling of punching holes into the man's face. "It would have been worth it." He said, smirking when Harry huffed at him.

The Gryffindor sighed and was about to rip the man a new one when he suddenly gasped, wincing as he felt his side throb harshly. "Goddammit. The pain medication is wearing off." He muttered, feeling arms wrap around his waist.

"You okay?" Draco asked, helping Harry onto his back as he frowned. "Do you want me to get a Medic witch?" He asked, standing up and walking toward the door to do just that when Harry nodded.

Harry followed the blonde with his eyes, feeling tenderness well up when a hand suddenly slapped him gently on the cheek. He jolted, turning to glare at Ron when the redhead just chuckled.

"Forget we were here?" Ron asked, not waiting for a reply as he slipped from the bed and stood. "It's alright. I zoned out several times a day when me and Hermione first got together." He said, reaching forward and jostling Harrys shoulder. "Now, were going to go ahead and skip out for lunch. We'll be back later tomorrow unless you're released." Ron sad, grinning down at Harry before stepping to the side for Hermione to hug the Gryffindor before they left.

"Take care Harry." Hermione said, releasing the man from her hold as she took a step back. "Make sure not to pull your stitches out okay?" She said, grabbing Ron's hand as she waved. "See you tomorrow." She stated as she turned on her heel and left, Ron in tow.

Harry smiled after his friends and got comfortable, sighing as he stared up at the ceiling, hoping he would be released, before he went mad.

Oh, well. There's worse things. He thought before he glanced up when he heard the door reopen, smiling when he saw Draco drag a nurse into the room. At least I have this idiot.. He said internally, locking eyes with the blonde and seeing love shine brightly. And that's all I could ever ask for.

I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG. I just had a lot of stuff come up and i wanted this chapter to be amazing so did a lot of prof reading. If there is a mistake somewhere please tell me. I dislike mistakes. XD Thank you all so much for reading my stories. I think this one is one of my favorite and i hope that is the same for you. XD there is only one more chapter left and im in the middle of writing it. so please be patient! plus, the steamy sexy hot bumsex is coming in the next one and it has to be perfect! Oh well. Until next time! (^^)/