Potter!

Reunion

A/N will anyone accept some light smut as my apology? heheh

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Draco barely heard Harry's voice through his muffled sobs. But warm familiar arms wrapped around his body and held him close. It felt like home. 

"I'm sorry Dray," Harry repeated, leaving a trail of kisses over his tear-stained face. He flung his arms around him, crying softly into his shoulder and gripping onto him like he might disappear again or slip through his fingers.

"You have to understand... we did it to protect you." Hermione stuttered, her voice laced with concern and begging for forgiveness. "To protect you both from..."

"My father." Draco stood up straight, like a switch in his mind. He had never felt so angry, not at the people standing before him. And not Harry. But his wicked, evil father and what he had caused. He had it coming. "We have to find him."

Harry ran his fingers over his cheek, "We're working on it. But we have to keep you safe first. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt when this is my problem to solve."

"This is not just your problem! There goes your bloody hero complex again... you think you have to save everyone but won't let anyone save you." Draco scowled.

"Dray..."

"No Harry. You're not keeping me in the dark anymore. I would happily lay down my life for yours. Like you said, I'm yours till the end." Draco noted how Harry's face softened at these words. His eyes were darting around his features, desperately trying to soak it all up. Harry nodded slowly.

"Fine, but I'm not letting you out of my sight this time. Don't even try to face him alone."

"Come on, it's late," Hermione whispered. 

Without a word, Harry took Draco's hand and they apparated to a place he didn't recognise. His mind was so filled with emotions that he barely cared where he was until he found he was standing by a bed. Harry was undressing, lifting his shirt over his head, his skin glistening in the light.

He turned and glanced over his shoulder, smirking at Draco. He never thought he would see that smile again. "Like what you see?"

Draco bit his lip, feeling his trousers grow tighter. His face became warm and he could not help but stare at Harry's smooth skin and dark ruffled hair, not to mention his round ass. He hadn't felt anything like this in a while. The warm feeling spread through his body coupled with a tingling sensation, which meant he was yearning for the boy's touch. And before he knew it, their lips were smashed together. The touch of his skin created little explosions in his mind, as Harry's hands roamed around his body. It was passionate, it was electric.

Harry nipped at Draco's neck, earning a moan from him. "Merlin, I've missed this."

"Don't y-you think we should t-talk?" Draco stuttered, grunting as his neck began to appear red and purple. 

"I can stop if you want," Harry smirked, taking his lips away.

The blonde shook his head quickly, pulling Harry's bare chest towards him as his other hand slid down the waistband. Overcome with so much passion, to be close to each other again, to feel each other again, it wasn't long before their clothes were discarded on the floor and their bodies were intertwined on the bed. Moans and groans escaped their lips, yearning for that feeling again. The feeling of being inside each other. 

It seemed odd to Draco how this was the first thing that came to both their minds, after being apart for so long. But as Harry thrust himself against him, and their bodies became one again, all thoughts of the months without him were forgotten. It was like heaven. A warm feeling spread through his body as he let out a loud moan, running his nails down Harry's back and pulling him closer. 

"You dare leave me again, Potter." He breathed through the climax, "Next time I might just do what my father asks." 

Harry chuckled, thrusting harder. "Like you could kill the chosen one." 

As they writhed against each other, breathing heavily and enjoying the reunion of love and passion, there was part of them that knew it wasn't over.