Harry decided to take George to St Mungo's every Friday for therapy as he knew he really needed it. He doesn't like seeing people so upset and depressed as it reminded him of himself back when he was in those stages of life. After Cedric dies and after Sirius died. He remembered the night Ron found him cutting in the bathroom, it was a haunting but a relieving memory. He remembered how upset he made Ron, seeing his best mate with tears in his eyes because of him. He remembered feeling so guilty throughout that week, he even thought about pitching himself off the Astronomy Tower to get rid of the pain and guilt he was feeling but he was glad he didn't.

From there and on, Harry kept taking George to therapy, as well as keeping up with Draco and going on dates with him. Draco even started helping George out by paying for the tests that George had to do to get checked up. Harry refused to let Draco pay for anything but somehow, Draco did it under his nose. 

After weeks and weeks of therapy for George, he started feeling a bit better. Harry threw out all the blades he found in George's room while at therapy and he noticed that George had a lot of blades. Hidden under everything, hidden inside everything. Harry found 10 blades throughout George's room and he hoped there wasn't any more to find.

It had been exactly a year of being together with Draco and Harry felt the sudden need for more than kisses and hugs. One night as he was at Malfoy Manor, he lured Draco into his room using rose petals. He sat naked on Draco's 4-poster bed with a forest green quilt and pillows, waiting for his Ice prince to arrive. When he heard the door open, he bit his lip. He covered himself up with Draco's bed's blankets as Mr. Malfoy walked into the room with a bunch of rose petals.

"Harry, what are-" Lucius dropped the rose petals on the floor and stared at his son's boyfriend. "Are you naked?" he asked awkwardly.

Harry nodded at him slowly, sheepishly smiling at him. He's glad he pulled the blankets on top of him in the last second. "I'm naked and currently waiting on my boyfriend to follow the damned trail of roses to find me but it looks like you ruined it, not so sound rude or anything..."

Lucius put on a crooked smile, knowing exactly what Harry wanted. "Sorry, want me to call him?"

"Yes, please and say it's a surprise," Harry said, flushing as his he had just been caught up in an act. God, this memory is going to haunt him for the rest of his mortal life.

"Very well, and... have fun," Lucius said at once, winked and strode out of the room.

Harry lay back on the bed and sighed. When he heard movement coming from the door he sat right up and smiled. "Draco, my Slytherin prince."

"Har-," Draco froze as he saw Harry naked in his bed. "What's this all about?" he asked, taking off his coat and chucked it on the floor as he made his way to the bed.

"Oh, I'm sure you know what this is all about," Harry said smoothly. "Come join me, the bedsheets are hot."

Oh, so it's a flirting game? Two can play it that way. "That's not the only thing that's hot," Draco said with a smirk as he took off his shirt and threw it to the ground. He climbed onto the bed and crawled his way over to his naked boyfriend.

Harry frowned and ran his hands along Draco's chest, but that wasn't the thing that he was a little disturbed with. The dark mark that lay on his boyfriend's forearm stared at him like it had eyes, but Harry tried his best to ignore it. It was only a tattoo now anyway. "You're only half-naked. Can I help?" Draco nodded and leaned down to kiss Harry hard.

As Harry kissed back eagerly, his hands trailed down to Draco's fly and he unzipped him, taking hold of Draco's erection. He felt himself go hard, pushed Draco's pants down his legs and pulled Draco on top of him.

Erection rubbing against erection, making themselves feel harder. Harry pushed down Draco's boxers and grabbed a hold of his prick, gently squeezing it.

"Having fun with my dick there, Harry?" Draco asked, kissing Harry down his jawbones.

"Certainly am," Harry replied, starting to pump Draco slowly.

Draco moaned as he felt an unfamiliar tension build up in his gut. He continued to give Harry's jawbone light feathery kisses up and down and then trailed those kisses down to Harry's chest.

He moved the tips of his hands over Harry's chest to his nipple, hearing a hiss of pleasure from the Gryffindor. Merlin, just these sounds coming from the Gryffindor were making him hard as a rock. His feathery kisses trailed back up to Harry's neck and there as he heard a gasp from Harry, he sucked on the flesh that he found and knew was Harry's sweet spot.

Harry gasped and moaned as Draco lightly sucked on that beautiful part of his neck. That beautiful spot where everything just hums with pleasure and tingles. All he could feel was Draco's hot mouth on his throat, the Slytherin's blonde hair tickling behind his ears and the only thing he could see was the ceiling of Draco's room.

And then Draco leaned up and stared down at this beautiful man underneath him. This beautiful man he's about to make love to and brand as his own. He leaned back down and bit down on that sweet spot he'd found while Harry gasps and bucks his hips up. Even if he tastes blood, he didn't mind and knew Harry was just enjoying it.

Draco wants to know what Harry tastes like, what his spunk tastes like and how deliciously sour it is. He leaned back up and smiled at Harry's prick which lay flat against Harry's tummy. He admired the little black curls on Harry's groin and thought that was just beautiful. This whole man underneath him is beautiful. So beautiful that he grabs the base of Harry's prick and starts stroking the shaft while hearing little moans coming from Harry's throat.

He let himself be teased but leaned down so he could fully watch Harry's cock twitching under his touch and smiled. He ran his tongue up the base of Harry's cock to the head and placed light kisses on the head. He could see pre-come dripping from the head and licked it off gently.

Harry moaned and spread his legs apart so the Slytherin has more room for whatever amazing thing he'll do to him. "Draco... Please—"

Draco placed one hand on Harry's bare hip and wrapped the other back around Harry's dick, moving his hand down to the base and then taking the flushed head into his mouth. He ran his lips wetly over the head, kissing and licking as he went, tracing his tongue over the slit and under the crown, his eyes closed and his mouth guiding him.

Draco delighted in the whines and gasps that he heard coming from above him. He moved his mouth a bit further down on Harry's dick, his jaw stretched to accommodate him, the weight of Harry's length heavy on his tongue. He felt his mouth filling with saliva, but he had no intention of pulling off, so he swallowed instead. Above him, Harry let out a curse, his dick twitching inside Draco's mouth.

Eventually, Harry's free hand found its way into Draco's hair, his grip tightening and letting go periodically, every sound that fell from his parted lips spurring Draco on. He felt comfortable on his knees, all of his attention focused on Harry, all of his senses tuned in to Harry's moans and touches, to the way Harry's dick dripped pre-cum into his mouth when he swallowed, to the way that Draco could feel Harry's whole body quivering every time he moved.

Draco was entranced, now sucking gently on the head of Harry's dick while he felt Harry's grip tighten harshly in his hair, nails scratching at his scalp. It was a pleasurable pain that made the hairs stand up on Draco's arms, a swooping sensation in his stomach.

Above him, Harry was swearing. Affirmations pouring out of him in a never-ending stream, his grip on Draco's messy hair unyielding. "y - yes, Draco, bloody fucking -"

When Harry came, he didn't give Draco any warning. His come thickly coating Draco's tongue and the back of his throat, his dick pulsing against Draco's palate. Draco tried to swallow it all down, coughing slightly as he finally pulled off. "Beautiful. You taste so beautiful."

Harry flushed from the rather sexual compliment, he was sweating, and his body was spasming from the orgasm that hit him hard.

He leaned away from Harry's prick – even if he could just watch it forever, but then Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's torso and flipped them both over so Draco was now lying on the bed and Harry was on top of him. Harry chuckled and Draco whimpered as Harry moved his legs to the side and let his prick dangle against Draco's arse hole.

"You sure you want this?" Harry just had to ask before he does anything else. "The first time is supposed to hurt, as I've been told."

Draco nodded eagerly. "Yes, I want. No matter if it hurts, it's worth it."

Harry smirked and muttered an "Accio Lube!" with the wand that sat on the pillow besides Draco's head. It was his own Holly Phoenix feather. He popped the lid off and looked down at Draco who was staring back at him in amusement. Draco's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he knew what was coming next, even if he has never done this before.

Excitement and nerves were filling Harry because this was his first time with Draco Malfoy, and it was just overwhelming. He was going to be losing his virginity to this handsome man underneath him and he just couldn't wait.

Harry coated his prick in the lube and chuckled the bottle aside. He moved his prick up, down and around Draco's hole for teasing. When he knew Draco wanted more, he slowly entered a finger into Draco's entrance. The look in Harry's eyes half-amazed, half-giddy. "Draco," he murmured. "You feel so good." His finger moved in a slow circle inside of Draco, stretching him gently. "You feel hot and tight and wet," Harry continued, running his hand over Draco's chest. "Does it hurt?"

Draco shook his head and lost himself in Harry's green eyes. Harry tentatively added a second finger and called forth a gasp from Draco's lips, a gasp that ended abruptly when Harry scissored the two fingers inside of him and turned into a moan of pleasure and pain. Harry shushed him and smoothed his forehead, playing with his hair and smiling down at him with love.

"Tell me if it hurts," Harry whispered.

"It doesn't hurt," Draco responded truthfully, riveted to him.

Draco gasped from the new feeling and the finger wriggling in his entrance. This wasn't un unpleasant feeling, but it wasn't a great one either. It was... neutral. "Have you ever done this before?" He could still taste Harry's come in his mouth.

"N-No," Harry whispered. Merlin... "Have you? Or even with a girl?"

Draco shook his head and bit his lip when Harry's finger did a full circle inside him. "I'm not into girls, Harry. You should know this. I've never been in a relationship before, nor even lost my virginity – which I'm about to. I just wanted to wait for the perfect guy to come around and... silly me, he's been here all along."

"W-Who is it?" Harry asked with a frown. He entered a third finger into Draco's entrance which earned him a pleasured gasp from his Slytherin boyfriend.

"Y-You, Harry James Potter," Draco moaned as three fingers entered him and he bit his lip down hard.

"You've never been kissed then?" Harry asked in disbelief.

Draco chuckled and shook his head. "No, I just was too busy with schoolwork and that...task for him to even think about a relationship."

Harry entered the third finger in with a smile. Merlin... this was making him hard already.

Draco grunted and wanted the preparations to be over with already. "Please-- Harry."

Harry sighed and pulled his fingers out slowly. He lifted Draco up a little and placed a pillow under the Slytherin's waist. "You sure you're ready?"

Draco nodded and spread his legs farther apart. He wanted this, he needed it.

Harry grabbed a hold of Draco's legs and sluggishly pushed them forward. At first, when Harry nudged the head of his cock past Draco's entrance, Draco felt as if he were splitting apart at the seams. He tensed, then forced himself to relax, and concentrated on the look of pure pleasure creasing Harry's face as he pushed himself into Draco. His muscles were taut and his eyes were starred with a brilliancy that made Harry suddenly shudder with the yearning to take him in, be taken over by him, to be in him, to be, to, to a thousand things at once.

Harry was staring into those beautiful pools of silver as he was inside the other man. "Oh, Draco," he moaned. "You're so beautiful."

Draco gasped as Harry's cock slid into him and claimed him, too, and he felt every bit, every ridge and line of its length inside of him "T-thank y-you. You're b-beautiful too, Harry," he whispered weakly.

Harry's only response was a high-pitched whimper and a shudder that wracked his body as he buried himself in Draco and wrapped his arms around him, clutching him close. Draco could feel him trembling, could feel the tremor inside his own body, so connected were they, so tight and deep and full was this. Harry began to move slowly, tediously, quivering from the effort, and Draco lay back in his arms, adjusting to the feeling of being held and fucked and bathed in warmth from Harry's gaze. The panting from Draco was driving him sexually insane.

Draco let his eyes fall shut, and his heart cartwheeled when Harry kissed his eyelids a moment later, light kisses that left him a little breathless. In response he impulsively clenched his muscles around Harry, wanting to draw him into him even farther, as much as he could. He was totally unprepared for Harry's squeal of pleasure, and the way his cock, already stiff and hard and filling him completely, spasmed inside of him, brushing his prostate and making his own dick throb in need and want and pleasure.

"Merlin." Harry began to move faster inside of Draco, sweat forming on his shoulders, as their eyes locked and Draco tightened his arms around Harry's waist, wanting more and more and more. "Draco," Harry murmured, and he gasped while he tasted Draco's throat, plundering his skin of its sweetness, and leaving the hot wet tingle of his kisses everywhere he touched. Draco gave himself up to the tremors forming deep in him and leaving him in deep, virtuous sounds he never knew he could make. Harry reached down and wrapped his hand around Draco's cock and stroked it frantically, and Draco's vision exploded in light. He contracted around Harry's dick and came, spurting hot liquid over his own stomach and Harry's; grasping Draco like a lifeline, crying out something unintelligible; Harry came too, almost the moment Draco's muscles contracted, and their cries blended together and cut through the night, dissolving at last into gasps and murmurs and moans.

Draco moaned when still feeling Harry inside him and gripped the bedsheets. "I love you, Harry James Potter."

Harry stopped thrusting and looked into those brilliant silver eyes; he couldn't believe what he was hearing again. "I love you too, Draco Lucius Malfoy and I'm sorry I haven't told you those three words earlier during the year." He leaned down to Draco's mouth and kissed him, his prick still inside Draco.

Draco sighed happily as he felt his insides fill up with Harry's warm sticky cum. "That was incredible."

"It was amazing, Draco," Harry said, he was still inside of Draco but loved it. He reached down to Draco's prick, swiped the pre-come onto his thumb and licked it from his thumb. "You taste good." He licked off every bit of come on Draco's dick and collapsed on to the bed to the left of Draco. "I love you," he said again, staring up at the ceiling of Draco's 4-postered bed.

"I love you too," Draco said, closing his eyes. But then he snapped his eyes open and reached over to his pants which still lay on the bed. He grabbed the small red velvet item in one of the pockets, beamed at it and showed it to Harry. "Harry James Potter." He opened the little box and smiled at Harry's surprised reaction. "I remember the first time I saw your face. I had to tie a string around my heart because like a balloon it was floating away."

Harry began to chuckle because of the speech, but Draco continued, "Let all my happiness be yours, all your sadness be mine. Let the whole world be yours, only you be mine. Harry James Potter, will you be the honour of being my husband?"

And Harry just embraced him in a tight hug and continued to whisper, "Yes, yes! Yes! Please, Yes! I'll marry you."

Draco just felt like the happiest person alive because he finally proposed to his one true love. But he still needs to do one thing first. He leaned away from the hug, placed the ring box down on the sheets and picked up a ring, "I pledge my life to you, Harry James Potter." Harry grinned and held out his hand to Draco, and Draco slipped the ring on his finger. Harry felt a wave of magic wash over him, which he never knew could happen, and beamed at Draco. He grabbed the other ring and said, "I pledge my life to you, Draco Lucius Malfoy." Then he slipped the ring on Draco's ring finger and the blonde Slytherin felt the exact same wave of magic so he lifted his hand up a little and studied the rings. 

"I love you, Harry," Draco told him to what felt like the thousandth time today but that didn't matter at all. He wanted to tell Harry how much he loves him on their wedding day by marrying him and either staying a Malfoy or becoming a Potter. 

"I love you too, Draco, so very much," Harry whispered sweetly, cupped his Slytherin boyfriend's cheeks and kissed him with all the passion in the world. he didn't even care if he could taste himself on Draco's mouth. 

Then Draco leaned away because he was running out of breath quickly. He's been practising a proposal for Harry for ages and has nearly lost his voice in the process. He smiled and snuggled under the bedsheets because he felt incredible but also very fatigued. He yawned and said, "Goodnight, my Harry."

Harry smiled at his sleepy boyfriend and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Night, my gorgeous fiance," he whispered to Draco as he closed his eyes, drew the blankets up over Draco and himself and laid his arm over Draco's stomach as he fell into a deep sleep.

The End

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