August Drarry Oneshots

Weapon of Choice Chapter 5

After saying their goodbyes and doing a quick clean up, Draco and Harry said goodnight to Narcissa and headed to bed. "It seems as though Weasley isn't as cross with you," Draco said as he pulled his jumper over his head.

"Yea, he never stays mad for too long," Harry agreed. "Do you want the shower first?" he asked as he grabbed his pajamas.

"No, you go ahead," Draco shrugged. "You take less time than me." Just after Harry went into the bathroom, there was a quick knock at the door. Draco opened it to find his mother looking slightly embarrassed.

"I hope I'm not interrupting," she winced. "I know you're of age and all and I don't want to pry."

"You're not interrupting anything, Mother," Draco sighed, his cheeks flushing. "Harry's just gotten in the shower."

"Oh, ok. Good," she said softly. "I wanted to ask you if we should invite Harry's family to dinner tomorrow. I know he's close with the Weasley family, but he didn't say anything about the Muggles that raised him."

"I don't think that's a good idea," Draco ran a hand through his hair. "He never talks about them and from what I've heard, they didn't treat him well."

"I had heard stories, but you never know what's true and what isn't," Narcissa said. "Alright, darling," she kissed his cheek. "You get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight, Mother." Draco shut the door and turned to find Harry watching him.

"They didn't treat me well," Harry spoke softly. "I don't talk about it much because I don't want people to pity me."

"I'm here if you ever do want to talk about it," Draco said as he closed the gap between them. "No pity from me." He opened his arms, giving Harry the option to hug him.

He stepped into Draco's arms without hesitation. "Thank you," he mumbled against his chest. "I suppose I should get in the shower," he said as he pulled away. "I forgot my shirt in here."

As Harry showered, Draco adjusted the blankets, pulling them down and fluffing the pillows. He smiled as he thought about Harry cuddling up to him in his sleep and decided that he would ask him if it was alright to hold him like that before they fell asleep. It would be nice to do it on purpose and he wanted to enjoy the time they had away from Hogwart's.

When Harry was finished, it took Draco less time than usual to shower and get through his evening routine. When he stepped out of the bathroom, Harry was sitting in the middle of the bed, reading the book Hermione had gotten him.

"Good book," Draco asked, as he crawled into the bed.

"It's interesting, if a bit boring," Harry shrugged. "I appreciate the thought, but I don't know if I still want to be an auror." He set the book down as Draco leaned against the pillows, his cheeks turning a bit pink as he watched him. "I want to do something, so tell me if it's not alright," he said, his voice soft and a little unsure.

"I'll tell you," Draco said earnestly. "What do you want to do?"

Harry took a deep breath and put his leg over Draco's lap so that he was straddling him. He leaned forward and stopped just short of kissing. "Is this alright?"

"This is more than alright," Draco grinned and closed the distance between their lips. He gripped Harry's hips and pulled him closer before sliding a hand up his back, under his shirt. He was again surprised at how warm his skin was. He leaned forward, kissing down Harry's neck, enjoying the little gasps that he made as soft lips brushed his skin. As he neared his collarbone, he leaned away long enough to pull Harry's shirt over his head. Moving back in, he once again captured Harry's lips while his hands explored the smooth expanse of skin he had revealed.

"It's not fair that I can't touch you like that," Harry whined when Draco moved back to his neck.

Draco growled as he pulled away from him, "We can easily fix that." He pulled his shirt off and tossed it away from the bed. "Touch me anywhere you like," he murmured as he started kissing Harry's neck again. He shuddered as warm hands slid over his back and chest, slowly at first. Exploring his body gently then more roughly as he gripped him tighter. He groaned as Harry's thumbs flicked across his nipples, drawing them to small peaks.

Harry pushed him further into the pillows and started kissing down his neck, stopping briefly to suck on his ear lobe. He bit lightly into Draco's shoulder, kissing it before moving lower to run his tongue around his nipple. He flicked his tongue against the tight little peak and sucked again, drawing a moaning sigh from Draco's lips. When he moved again, his ass brushed against Draco's growing erection, causing him to hiss. "Did I hurt you?" Harry asked as he tried to move away.

"Not hurt," Draco groaned, grabbing Harry's hips to hold him in place. "Definitely not hurt."

"Oh, good," Harry muttered as he leaned forward to rest his head on Draco's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he whispered against Draco's skin. "I don't know if I'm quite ready for that yet."

"It's fine," Draco said, hugging him closer. "This is still really new for us. We don't have to rush anything."

Harry sagged against him, "Are you sure it's ok?"

"Yes, Potter," Draco sighed against his neck. "It's ok and we are fine." He pushed Harry up so he could look at him, "Do you want to kiss some more or go to sleep?"

Harry grinned at him, "Can we kiss for a little longer before we sleep?"

"Absolutely," Draco said as he pulled him close.