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Chapter six

DISCLAIMER: All rights go to J.K. Rowling and/or any authors I use ideas from.
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Hello!! How was chapter five for you?? Okay, this chapter, This is not my best but I was having a bit of writers block so this is like a space chapter. I didn't want to give you nothing but I also wanted to give you something. So here it is.
-Sofia.
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Chapter 6:

Third Person P.O.V)
Draco's lips were warm against Harry's. Draco stood still. Potter, the man he'd been crushing since he was 11 was kissing him...on the lips. He acted quick, not wanting Harry to think he didn't want this. Because man, Draco REALLY wanted this. He brought his hands up to the back of Harry's neck and moved his lips against his. Harry fumbled with the end tips of Draco's hair above his neck with one hand while the other cupped Draco's warm cheek. His hair was soft and silky and Harry couldn't help himself but left one hand on the back of his neck but reached the other to grab a fistful of the beautiful hair. They moved their lips up down up down, Harry tilting his head to the right and Draco to the left to get easier access. The only sounds in the room was their lips moving against each others. Draco whimpered, pushing his lips even further on Harry's, needing more, wanting more. Harry swiped his tongue on Draco's bottom lip, asking for entrance. But Draco pulled away. Face flushed, Harry had never seen him look so beautiful. His face still had the burn marks and was red from that but it was the obvious natural blush on his face that made Harry's heart flutter. Draco's face and neck were pink, his hair disheveled from Harry running his hands throughout it, he was panting heavily and his grey eyes dilated and alive. His eyes wandered to his lips he'd just devoured. They were wet, pink and plump. Draco looked him in the eye, but quickly turned to the left, avoiding Harry's lustful stare. "Why, why would you even think of loving someone like me?" he whispered another tear falling, half talking to Harry and half to the floor. "I'm hopeless. Harry, tell
me now if you can't deal with me, I can leave the Auror's, I'll forget about all this-" Draco said rushed out frantically, while wrapping the robe around himself and hastily wiping the tears away. Harry interrupted him. "No, Draco I..I have had a crush on you for a while.." Harry admitted sheepishly blushing even more "And I thought it was hopeless. Like my enemy would ever like me back, nonetheless love me. I was attracted to you for your looks, your passion for taunting me, how you didn't give a shit what anyone said about you, you became the first 'Death Eater Auror'" Harry said making hand quotation marks. "I was just so sick of people liking me for being the Savior Of The Wizarding World and not just Harry. You gave me a sense of normality. And you definitely pointed out my flaws, and not just say I was perfect" He admitted. Releasing all now since there is no point in keeping it in. "Man," Harry chuckled "If you would've said one thing about you being gay or- wait a minute you're gay right? Or are you still delirious...Shit he's delirious, damn like he would ever like me, oh Merlin this is horrible he's going to wake up and the beat the living shit out of me-" Harry said getting of the bed and getting rags wet, still mumbling to himself about Draco beating the shit out of him. Draco started feeling more lightheaded each passing second. Harry Potter liked him. He realized that this was all happening. But then his burns and cuts started burning. Almost as if he was in a dream and reality hit him. They burned the same white iced burn. He could feel the heat radiating of his own face. "Harry..." he said hoarsely "HARRY" Draco managed to yell then coughed up some blood on his robes. He laid back and closed his eyes, feeling more metallic liquid fill his mouth and the burning sensation worsen to the point black was creeping into his eyesight. He felt tears run down his face, hot but leaving tracks of fire down his burning face. "Oh shit, Draco..stay with me" Harry said bringing water and rags over, he dabbed more wet rags to his head, and put one hand cupping his cheek, running circles with his thumb. "You're okay, you'll be okay, it'll be okay" Harry said ask grabbed ice and wrapped it in a rag and put it to his face. Draco hissed. "Sorry, Sorry" Harry summoned a cup of water poured it slowly in Draco's mouth. His lips were no long wet, they were chapped from the bloods and dryness in his mouth. He swallowed the water along with the blood and let his head fall back. "Why are you healing me the muggle way, Potter?" Draco whispered, feeling the soaked rag melt into his skin soothing him immediately. Great, back to Potter, Harry thought. He must of been delirious. The shimmer of hope died down that maybe Draco could love him. "I, er, well Shackelbot would fire you if he found out another case failed and St. Mungos would contact him too, and if I healed you, you'd probably die because I don't know healing spells because I usually got them on me. And, I know how to treat burned only the muggle way." Harry babbled. "Oh. Well thank you." Harry nodded quickly. Tending to Draco's face, dabbing while Draco studies Harry's face. Harry's eyebrows were creased in worry and he was biting his lip. Which Draco admitted was kind of sexy. "Hey Harry?" Draco asked. His eyes fluttering closed and his voice sounding dreamy. "Uh, yes Draco?" Harry answered putting down the rags, maybe there was still hope.... "Would you ever kiss me again?" Draco asked opening his eyes barely to peer at dark haired man. "Depends if you want me to.." Harry responded looking away blushing madly. "What if I do Harry?" Purring his name "er, then I would kiss you..." Harry said turning his head to see Malfoy. The cuts and burns were gone from his skin. They were retreating back into the pores and leaving porcelain white skin behind. Must have been my magic. Harry thought. Knowing sometimes his magic will leak out without command when he is in emotional distress. Draco, feeling riveting and alive and way better, sat up on his elbows. Staring lustfully into Harry's green eyes. He grabbed Harry by the neck and forced him down on his mouth, crashing his lips together.
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AH! You all probably hate me. This was a shitty chapter and I also ended on ANOTHER kiss scene. Again, I am having writers block and this was a way to get through it. I will not be ending this story though. Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be up by midnight tomorrow! And...my new story will gain its first chapter today or tomorrow..so look out!
-S