Note: This fic is post war but ignores the Harry and Ginny dating and Draco and Harry don't hate each other.

Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter. I do. I REALLY REALLY DO. Ok no I don't. *sniffs* J.K does.

Chapter 1

His breath came out in pants as he denied his body the sufficient oxygen needed and continued to control the intake of air. To comply would mean he would have to stop. And stopping would mean he wouldn't be able to extract the delicious reactions from Draco. The grey eyed Adonis peered at him from the corners of his eyes, oblivious to the knowing smirks of the classmates. The beauty then promptly blushed and swiftly turned away as two green eyes caught his gaze. Harry smirked.

Ten minutes later Harry's smirk returned back in full force as Draco started admiring Harry's sweaty body. The blonde released a quite sigh of longing which Harry heard. Draco continued to drool at the sight of Harry exposed upper body not knowing that Harry knew exactly what Draco was doing. Harry had to hand it to her, McGonagall truly was an excellent headmistress. She had introduced physical education as a new compulsory subject and Harry was delighted when it gave him the opportunity to expose as much flesh as possible to Draco.

Harry kept running and winked at Draco as he took a bottle of water making sure to brush his fingers against Draco's hand and expose his muscles. Draco swooned. Everyone else smirked.

After Voldemort's defeat Hermione, Ron and Harry returned to the newly built Hogwarts to complete the seventh year they had missed. Muggleborns were informed of the end of the wizarding world war which caused many parents to withdraw and not send their children to Hogwarts in fear of another dark lord. This caused a great decrease of students. However students from the previous year came back to complete their education as Death Eaters caused havoc the last time they were here. This meant that the number of students attending was balanced as always if not a little bit more.

The Slytherins were cautious and downright terrified of Harry but he decided to forgive all of them as they were as much pawns in the war as Harry was. Harry was in excellent terms with all of them including Draco. Hermione and-surprisingly- Ron who had matured to the point where he did not care about school boy rivalries forgave Draco and the fellow Slytherins. McGonagall who was the new headmistress had introduced P.E. as a new compulsory course. In his younger days before Hogwarts, he had loved P.E. which was the only lesson in which Dudley was not able to make fun or harm Harry as Harry was lightning fast. Also the 7 years of escaping Voldemort's clutches and quidditch practice made him fitter than ever.

Harry also knew Draco had harboured a secret crush for Harry since 6th year- who didn't know? A blind man couldn't miss Draco's blushes and longing looks.- and Harry had promised himself to make Draco his. P.E. was the perfect opportunity to make Draco blush tomato red all through the class as he glanced at Harry's sweaty body every 2 minutes. Ron found Draco's crush very amusing and helped Harry think of ways to make Draco blush. Ron however was more occupied blushing himself every time Draco's best friend Blaise Zabini winked at him. It was a matter of time before they got together. Hermione, Pansy and Ginny however spent their time giggling and cooing non-stop every time Draco stuttered and blushed in the presence of Harry. After the end of the war Hermione and Neville- who was now hot as fuck but still acted shy and self-conscious- got together while Ginny and Dean started dating. Pansy and her boyfriend -since the end of 4th year - Theodore Nott sat at the Gryffindor table with Harry, Draco, Ginny, Dean, Hermione, Neville, Ron and Blaise. (Inter house unity had its perks!)

The compulsory P.E. classes had all sorts of sports and running and swimming was Harry's favourite. It was a bonus as Draco was given water bottle duty- handing out water to everyone- in both swimming and running.

'So when are you going to make a move.' Pansy whispered in Harry's ear. 'Draco's dying to get fucked. I can hear him wanking in the shower rooms after P.E.'

'Oh, I know. Don't worry, I'll get him soon enough' Harry whispered back conspiratorially. He then winked and licked his ice- cream filthily at Draco who was sitting opposite him. Draco ducked his head and blushed bright red. Hermione, Pansy and Ginny cooed quietly out of Draco's earshot.

Draco then muttered that he needed to go to the toilet and quickly made his way to the toilet hastily walking with his legs a bit further apart than usual which Harry suspected was hiding an erection. Everyone giggled while Harry put on a smug smirk imagining the things he would do to Draco in bed. A delicious shiver made its way down his spine at the thought. He could imagine Draco's flushed face and swollen lips from all the kissing. His mouth watered when he imagined Draco's length- long and thick seeping with pre-come. Draco spreading his legs. Nngh. Harry's pants tightened imagining Draco spread out in his bed.

When Draco came back Harry's face was as flushed as Draco's and everyone in the great hall was snickering. Both Ron and Blaise had gravitated towards each other on purpose and the only seat available was next to Harry. Draco have a nervous smile and sat next to Harry. The rest of the group looked away and started a conversation leaving Harry to it.

'Hi Harry' Draco said shyly and a little bit breathlessly while a flush creeped its way from his neck to his cheeks.

'Hiya Draco!' replied Harry with a beam. At seeing Harry's ear splitting smile, Draco's blush spread and his face got redder.

Both Harry and Draco chatted enthusiastically about everything. Quidditch. Assignments. Toothpaste. Harry continued smiling at Draco which never failed rise a blush out of Draco. Harry needed to initiate his first plan. First he had to get Draco sexually frustrated. Not that he needed to. Harry could snog Draco right now and Draco will agree to become his boyfriend straight away. But watching Draco squirm was very entertaining. Not to mention the blush he sported every time he was near Harry. No, Harry would take things slow and make Draco dream about him every minute of the day. As their friends joined in to the conversation, Harry muttered a spell while pointing at Draco's form under the table while Draco chatted.

'Vestri Somnia Velit'