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          Harry and Draco were in Harry's room. Harry was the big spoon this time. He was holding his now best friend close and they were watching a movie called The Phoenix.

          The Phoenix is a movie about a boy who died in a fire and reincarnated into another boy but remembers his past life. Then he tries to find his parents but they're dead also. The movie sadly ends when the boy commits suicide because he is forced to be in a completely different family than he was in the last one. His "new" family is rich, has a high status and the boy is used to being average, no status. Just a normal boy.

          After the movie ended, Draco was snuggled in Harry's neck while Harry was sobbing. It was really sad to see the funeral and the parents didn't even shed a tear.

          Harry was fighting with himself. Draco's breath on his neck was doing things to him. His face felt hot and his breathing got heavier every second. Draco smirked and planted a soft kiss on Harry's neck. Harry froze a little and Draco moved himself so now he was staring straight at Harry.

          Not even a second later, Harry kissed Draco. His kiss was hungry, wanting, longing. They both caught their breath but not for long as lips were moved against eachother sloppily again after a minute.

          Harry's body was no longer listening to him. He was no longer in control of his own mind as his mind knew he was longing for Draco's body against him while both of them sweat in pure bliss.

          ,,Take me, Draco. Please. I'm begging you." The raven haired boy was desperate for Draco at that point.
,,Don't worry Harry, I will." Draco mumbled, lost in his feelings. He was kissing Harry's neck sloppily, and Harry felt saliva on his neck. He didn't care. It felt more erotic than anything Harry has ever felt.

          Soon Harry was crying in bliss as the one he loved and hid it by calling him best friend, moved his mouth and swirled his tongue around Harry's whole length.

          ,,Draco, fuck me."
,,Condoms?"
,,I don't care about a condom right now, fuck me Draco. Until I can't speak."
,,Harry..." Draco stared into his friend's eyes.
,,I can't.. You're just horny, Harry.. You'll regret this later... I can't do this to you."
,,No, Draco.. I won't regret this, I've wanted you for the longest time now... I love you, Draco Malfoy."
,,I love you too, Harry James Potter." Draco said, kissing his loved one and slowly but surely disposing of their clothing.

          Harry's eyes moved towards the blonde's chest and stomach. Two long scars were placed there. They weren't ugly. Not in Harry's eyes. He was just sad he was the reason Draco had them. Harry traced his fingers over the scars and smiled sadly at Draco. Draco's loving eyes never looked away from Harry's. He was trying to look for any sort of emotion in them. He saw pain and sorrow, hint of guilt too, and he just decided to not let Harry's mind make him suffer with his memories any longer.

          Soon, Draco was moving his hips in a way Harry never imagined was possible. He was hitting a spot that made Harry see stars. Draco was not able to take his eyes off of Harry. The way the boy had his head back, his mouth opened and was moaning Draco's name... It was driving Draco completely insane.

          After hours of bliss, lust and pleasure, Harry was filled with Draco's sperm and covered in it too. They both completely lost it. Harry reminded Draco of seeing him kiss Astoria which made Draco angrier and rougher on Harry. If Harry was able to stand up tomorrow, he would be happy.

          ,,Hey Draco.." Harry mumbled into his loved one's chest.
,,Yes, love?"
,,I missed us.."
,,I missed us as well, Harry." Draco kissed Harry's forehead.
,,Sleep, love. I must've made you tired."
,,You really did, Draco."
,,You did well, love. You took me so well. Sleep. You deserve it."

          Harry only nodded and soon both males fell asleep, inhaling each other's smell.