Maybe I don't want to

Chapter 6

"So this is how you got around?" Draco asked, fingering the thin material of the invisibility cloak.

"Yeah, and I'll show you one of my other secrets too." With a muttered word, Potter opened a secret passageway behind the one-eyed witch statue. Draco thought he knew all the secret passages in the castle. He even knew about the one under the whomping willow that led to the shrieking shack, but he had no idea about this one.

"Where's it go?"

"Honeyduke's cellar. This is how I used to sneak into Hogsmeade."

"And what are we going to do there?"

"Drink butter beer and avoid everyone back at Hogwarts." Harry grinned and pulled the cloak off once the passage closed behind them. He tucked it into a corner of the hall and grabbed Draco's hand. Draco rolled his eyes and let the dark haired man do as he pleased. There was no one to see Draco be sappy, so he let himself be dragged along and pulled into a kiss before they emerged into the deserted cellar. All the shops were closed, so they made their way into the Three Broomsticks. Draco claimed a table in the back corner and listened while Harry ordered their drinks.

"Awfully late, isn't it Harry?" Rosemerta commented.

"Never too late to see your pretty face." Draco snorted at Harry's horrid flirting with the bartender. His jealousy only slightly flaring. He pushed it back, knowing Harry had no real interest in her.

"Flattery won't be getting you any free drinks." But her smile took all the threat from her words. Everyone knew she liked a little flattery and it helped to get on her good side. She handed him a couple butter beers and he joined Draco in the corner. Draco watched the dim light reflect off of Harry's inky hair. He watched as Harry sipped his drink, pink tongue lapping the foam off of his lips. He bit back a groan at the sight.

Harry reached out, letting an arm rest over Draco's shoulders. He allowed the affection, pleased with the warmth of the other man. Butter beers turned into shots of fire whiskey and a few hours later they were stumbling down the passageway. They hushed each other when they emerged back into the castle, nearly forgetting the cloak. They supported each other with quiet giggles and whispered dirty talk until they fell into one of their beds, neither caring nor noticing which.

It took only moments for them to shed their clothes, rutting up against each other. Harry pressed Draco into the bed, snogging him senseless until they both had to breathe. Draco groaned as Harry's lips moved down his neck, kissing and licking each fading bruise. He paused at each nipple, pinching and twisting one while nipping and sucking the other. Draco was a mewling mess by the time he moved on. If he'd been in a better state of mind he might have been glad for the silencing charms they'd placed on both rooms because Draco was far from quiet, especially when Harry knew each and every spot that made him moan. Harry's tongue swirled around his navel before his mouth moved to his hip, biting a fresh bruise into his pale skin. He'd found that Harry was ridiculously possessive and he tended to get irritated when Draco covered the marks he'd left. And since they hadn't come out to even their friends yet, Draco was left answering a lot of questions. Pansy had figured it out easily enough though Blaise was constantly trying to guess who Draco was sleeping with.

"Fuck!" Draco shouted when Harry swallowed him nearly to the hilt. His hips tried to buck up, but Harry held them down. Harry sucked and licked until Draco was nearing his peak and then he pulled off. Draco whined, but Harry simply ignored him. He kissed and nuzzled Draco's balls before urging Draco onto his knees. He cried out when a wet tongue probed at his hole. He tried to focus his thoughts, but the pleasure shooting through his body, sent him into a haze. Harry licked and sucked at his hole for what felt like forever until once again his orgasm was cresting. But once again Harry pulled away at the last moment.