Once a Death Eater...

Chapter 15 - Your Good Boy

After watching scores of young wizards and witches duel on stage, it was now much later in the day. A Saturday spent with Draco, watching duelling and Quidditch was a day well spent in Harry's book. The duelling stage was now being disassembled and the long tables were being brought out again in preparation for the evening feast.

"Wanna go up before the meal Harry?" Draco said, sounding a little desperate, silently begging while staring into Harry's eyes.

"No, let's just wait, don't want to leave all our friends here." Harry spoke smugly, he was teasing Draco.

"You're the worst." Draco whimpered and laughed at the same time. He really wanted to spend some quality alone time with Harry and his cock.

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In no time, the Great Hall was back to its regular splendour, the sun setting as the feast began. The student were shouting and laughing, while Harry and Draco were leaning against one another, slowly picking at their food.

Without a word however, Harry stood and started to make his way from the hall, Draco turning to look where he was going. Harry simply nodded for Draco to follow. Instantly, he dashed from his chair to catch up to Harry. They grasped hands and began making their way from the hall, back to the dorms.

"I was gonna tease you a little more but fuck it." Harry said laughing as they made their way up the stairs and to the portrait, uttering the password and spilling into the common room.

They ran through into their dorm, locking the door behind them. Harry quickly grabbed Draco, pulling him in for a long, passionate kiss and they moved backwards towards the bed. Harry sat down and Draco straddled his lap, grinding down against Harry's hips. The kiss turned messy as Harry slid his tongue into Draco's mouth, exploring and dominating like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Harry flipped them around, Draco now lay on his back and Harry towering over him, pinning Draco's hands on either side of his silver-blonde head. Harry leant down kissing Draco's necked as the grey eyed boy let out a series of breathy moans.

"You okay with this Draco? Is this what you want?" Harry asked slowly. Continuing his assault on Draco's neck, littering his throat with deep, dark love bites.

"Yeah, is." Draco barely breathed out, desperately wanting more.

"Say it. What you want. Who you want." Harry's voiced changed, it was deep, dark, dominant. Draco quivered, he loved this side of Harry.

"You. Want you. Please." Draco stopped himself from bucking his hips against Harry's. He had to be good.

"My good boy, aren't you?" Harry asked slowly, leaning back slightly, sitting up to look Draco in the eyes.

"Your good boy." Draco repeated, eyes staring into green.

"Okay princess, stand up." Harry said, moving off Draco. Draco scrambled up from where he was lay, standing in front of Harry who turned to sit on the edge of the bed. "You're gonna strip for me, I want to worship every part of your beautiful body." Harry said softly. It didn't sound like an order, but it definitely was and Draco was happy to obey.

"Yeah okay." Draco started to take of his robes but was interrupted.

"Yeah okay who?" Harry said with a stern voice, staring at Draco straight in the eyes.

"Okay Sir?" Draco muttered, looking down.

"Good boy, my good boy." Harry said slowly, bringing his fingers to Draco's chin and raising his head.