"Harry fucking Potter!" Draco yelled.

"I know right! He's just thinks he's something!" Pansy agreed.

Draco rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically. He plopped down on the nearest chair next to Pansy.

"He gets under my skin. Sometimes other people might want attention from Professors that think they are good. I'm losing my self confidence and my self esteem because of that git," Draco complained. Which was mostly true. Others my not feel this way but, a whole load of Slytherins do. They feel like they are not living up to their House name.

"Aren't we all- oh, we better get to class. It's our last class and we have it with Gryffindors," Pansy said sadly. Her and Draco gathered their things for class and head up to Defense Against The Dark Arts. Calmly exchanging a few words to each other while going to the class. When they got there, a good majority was already there.

"Alright, let's start class," Professor Lupin said, "And I will be putting you in pairs. For I have chosen."

Groans emitted from both houses. They waited for their name to be called by the mutt of a professor.

"Granger, Parkinson!"

"Weasley, Longbottom!"

"Potter, Malfoy!"

Both boys looked at each other with wide eyes and then back at Lupin,"And no 'buts'!" He said before either had the chance to themselves. Harry groaned internally and yanked his stuff off his desk and moved to Malfoy. He angrily sat down next to him without saying a word.

"Ok today we will be working on a Cutting hex and you'll learn to block it. And yes, some of you may receive a Few scratches today. But, it's nothing you can't handle," Lupin smirked at the class, "I will make individuals corridors in this room so, you can practice or duel one another. Please only grab your wands!"

The class grabbed their wands and everything in the room disappeared. Soon, they were in slim, long corridors that was torch lit. Harry and Draco went to the opposite sides of the corridors, pointing their wands at each other.

"CUTOLOUS!" Draco yelled. A spark of dark red shot through his wand aiming towards Harry.

"STUPEY!" Harry yelled and he blocked the curse from hitting him. He looked back at Malfoy and smirked,"CUTOLOUS!"

Malfoy did the same thing and gracefully blocked the spell. He sneered at Harry and places his foot firm on the ground prepared for to return the hex. He did so, and as always, Harry successfully dodged once more. Harry didn't give Draco enough time to prepare for the hex. Therefore, Draco was hit on the lower abdomen by the hex. He hissed in pain and fell over. Blood starting so slowly coat his shirt.

Harry ran over to Draco and got down on his knees.

"Merlin Draco, I didn't mean too," Harry said.

"It's fine, it just hurts. R-really bad," Draco said while biting his tongue. It was really hard to speak without the cut hurting.

"Take off your shirt," Harry demanded.

Draco looked at Harry,"What? No!"

Harry growled,"Yes, I'm going to heal you."

Draco couldn't really take his own shirt off. When he moved his arms it hurt too much. Harry saw the struggle so, he grabbed the hem of Draco's shirt and pulled it up slightly. He yanked it over Draco's head and laid it down besides him. Harry put his wand to the cut and muttered a spell over again until the cut was completely healed.

"Uh, thanks," Draco said again. This was awkward. He looked up at Harry again who was still on his knees when he was laying the floor. He never realized how define and attractive Harry's face actually was until now.

"What are you staring at?" Draco asked when he saw that Harry wasn't looking at him in the eyes.

"You," Harry replied, "This scar on your chest, I gave this to you?"

Draco swallowed, "Yes. In Sixth year."

Harry raised his hand and shockingly Draco flinched. Harry became wide eyed. Did Draco really think that he was going to hit him?

"S-sorry, reflex. My father used to hit me all the time if I did something wrong."

Harry was boiled with rage, "I'm not going to hit you." Harry slowly raised his had lower and touched the pink, silver scar that traces across Draco's pale chest. Draco shivered underneath Harry's fingertips.

"I'm sorry I keep hurting you," Harry said.

Draco stared at him intensely, licking his lips he raised his hand up to Harry's hand that was still on his chest,"It's ok, we were young and I didn't know what I was doing." Why did Draco say that? He still envied the loath. But, when Draco stared up at Harry and actually looked at him, everything started to change in his good-evil little head.

"I don't want to keep hurting you," Harry said. They became comfortable with each other's presence. And the warmth of Harry's hand on his chest made him feel fuzzy inside. Draco pushed himself off the ground so, he was now sitting up. Harry sat down too and he was surprise when he grabbed Draco's arm and he pulled him closer. Draco didn't mind all the touchy between them. It actually felt nice. Harry laid Draco in between his legs like Ginny does with him. Draco happily laid his on head on Harry's thigh. Harry felt the tingles rise up his spine. He gently played with Draco's hair. They were supposed to be dueling but, the would past the time in a better way.

Harry stared at Draco's face as he took everything in, "Draco?"

"Yes?"

"When you said your father-"

Draco cut him off, "Just drop it. He's in Azkaban now. Thank merlin."

"But, you're still mentally scared."

"Yeah but, everyone hates me. I'll most likely get beat up any time soon," Draco said.

"I'll make sure that won't happen," Harry stated.

"Oh, my hero," Draco said sarcastically.

"Technically I am."

Draco chuckled and looked up at Harry's face. He rose his arms up and put them on Harry's defined jaw. He pulled up slightly and Harry bent down a little until they felt each other breath. Harry couldn't take the tension, he yanked up Draco's head and collided their lips together. Draco closed his eyes and tightened his grip in Harry's jaw.

Harry parted them and rose Draco up. They were now facing each other, Harry pushed Draco down on his back and climbed between Draco's legs. Harry bent down and kissed him again. Draco rose his knees up and tangled his hands in Harry's messy hair.

Harry bit Draco's bottom lip, Draco sighed in response. Harry kissed down Draco's lips to his chin. Draco gasped and put one of his hands on Harry's neck. Harry went further down to his neck and immediately began biting and sucking.

"Oh!" Draco moaned.

Harry made a pretty large and visible love bite. He moved down to Draco's chest, pecking the scar he made years ago. Pecking to his left nipple he took it in his mouth twisting it and sucking it with his teeth.

"Oh merlin, Harry," Draco hissed.

"Wait, oh, s-stop. Harry look at m-me," Draco said.

Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at the very flushed blonde boy.

"What?" Harry asked.

"We can't be doing this," Draco said between pants of short breath.

"Why?"

"You're Harry Potter and I'm Draco Malfoy. It can't happen," Draco stated.

Harry scoffed.

"We've just been enemies or frenmies now but, it's just odd," Draco said again.

Harry pecked his lips, "It's very odd."

"Yes, it's is."

Harry nibbled his earlobe, "Mhmm."

"Oh, you have to stay at least three feet away from me," Draco said.

Harry looked at him and stepped back a few steps, "Like this?"

"What? No, come back here and keep kissing me," Draco demanded like a sassy queen. Harry chuckled and went back over to him. He pulled his chin up and captured him in a heated, passionate kiss.

"Ok class! Walls are coming down," they heard Lupin say.

Harry quickly parted and handed Draco his shirt back. They hurried to look like their normal selves and waited for the corridors to come down. Once everything came back into the room they sat back at their table. A few students had a few cuts on their arms and face.

"Well, most of you did a splendid job although, Potter and Malfoy. You guys were doing well but, then everything seemed to stop. What were you guys doing in there?" Lupin questioned.

"Uh, well, we kind of stop and... talked?" Harry made up an excuse. Or half excuse.

"You seem unsure," Lupin said.

"Uh, no he's right. Er, we're friends now, I guess," Draco helped him out.

"Really now? Well that's great," Lupin beamed, "Class, so what did we learn about the hex and it's other uses-"

Harry zoned out. He was too busy thinking about what he could do to Draco now that they were, something. The blonde was right next him, looking extremely beautiful as ever. He couldn't resist not to touch him. Therefore, he placed a hand on Draco's upper thigh.

Draco tensed at the feeling of the strong hand touching him. He took a glance over to Harry who seemed to be paying attention to the professor. He squirmed a little bit in his seat and scooted closer to Harry without being noticed. He held in a moan when Harry started to massage his upper thigh. He was becoming hard.

He put his under the desk, laying it on top of Harry's who was still massaging. Harry smirked and went a little higher. Draco clutched Harry's hand harder. Harry moved his fingers up and unbuttoned his jeans. Draco coughed, hiding a groan.

"Alright class dismissed," Lupin finally said. Harry released his hand. Grabbing his stuff he got up walking out of the classroom. Draco following not to far behind.

"Hey, Draco must've sucked to have Potter for-"

"Shut up, Pansy. I can't talk right now," Draco hissed back at her.

He hurried out the door and Pansy silently followed. When everyone was out of the hallway she still heard mumbled voices. She looked around the corner and saw Draco pinned up against the wall being hungrily kissed by Harry Potter.

So that's what they were doing, kind of hot, Pansy thought. She turned on her heel and headed back to the Syltherin dormitory.

Harry grasped Draco's slender waist and pulled him closer, "I can't keep my hands off you," Harry mumbled into the kiss.

"Then don't," Draco whispered into his ear. He grabbed Harry's hand and walked in front of him to some place for privacy. Harry yanked him back while they were walking, Draco yelped while falling back onto Harry's chest.

Harry wrapped his masculine arms around Draco's waist. He laughed quietly, "Then I won't."

Draco's head fell on Harry's broad shoulder, Harry leaned down and kissed him sweetly with his arms still around Draco.