Notice Me (Part 2)

                                    

                                          
(Draco x Harry)
                          
It's been a week since Harry heard Draco contemplating giving up on him and it seems that he agreed with Pansy. AND HARRY HATES IT.
                          
Whenever Draco sees Harry he just lifts his chin and walks straight past him without a remark. But that's when there are people around, when they meet in a hallway alone it's so much worse. Draco makes instant eye contact with Harry and bolts in the opposite direction. It's the fastest Harry has ever seen him run, EVER!
                          
Harry tries to pick fights with him but all Draco does is stare at him with his Malfoy mask. When Draco opens his mouth to retort his eyes drop to Harry's lips, licking his own, before sighing and walking away. 
                          
Harry really doesn't want to admit how turned on he gets when Draco licks or bites his lips. Harry's losing it.
                          
This is not how he thought his fifth year was going to go but all he wants is Malfoy. And the looks he catches Draco giving him at dinner don't help him. He should be happy that Draco is finally leaving him alone, but he isn't. 
                          
"Just notice me!" Is what Harry wants to yell at him but he knows he can't.
                          
Harry's resolve finally breaks and he gives into his rash emotions when he sees Draco alone in a deserted hall. Draco hasn't seen him, which is good or he would run away once again. Oh how he hates it when Draco runs.
                          
This is his chance, and oh boy does he take it.
                          
Harry storms right up behind him, slamming him into the wall with a growl, "You bloody prat!"
                          
Draco gasps feeling Harry's body completely touching his and it takes everything in him not to moan. "What?" Draco breaths trying to keep his Malfoy mask on but it keeps slipping.
                          
And as Harry leans into his ear, his hot breath fanning over Draco's cool skin, causing Draco to be unable to breath. "You bloody prat," Harry repeats in a seductively angry whisper and Draco blushes as he feels his own little friend twitch. "You infuriating, irresistible prat."
                          
Harry's growl sends a chill down Draco's back and he finally releases a moan. He blushes extremely red and looks away not wanting to see Harry's disgust, but instead a large smirk is on his lips.
                          
"Oh, you like that?" Harry chuckles against Draco's neck pressing impossibly closer making him moan louder.
                          
"Harry," Draco breaths as he leans his forehead against Harry's shoulder. Harry has to admit that he does have a tent in his trousers, so he decides to rub it against Draco's. They both moan each other's names and just stare at each other.
                          
"Have you really given up?" Harry asks staring at him intently looking for an answer as Draco's mouth drops open unsure what to say.
                          
"Wha-when-how do you know that?" Draco breaths, still being affected by Harry's body against his.
                          
"I have my ways," Harry smirks before delving into Draco's neck, sucking, licking, biting, and Harry loves the sounds leaving his lips.
                          
"Harry!" Draco moans loudly as Harry's hands grab his butt at the exact moment he bites his neck rather roughly. "Harry," Draco pants as he is lifted and wraps his legs around Harry's waist. "Why?"
                          
"Why what?" Harry mumbles against Draco's collar bone receiving a whimper in response.
                          
"Why me? Why now?" Draco breaths pushing Harry's shoulders back to breath and look him in the eyes. He loves Harry's eyes, all green and bright and beautiful.
                          
"I don't know," Harry responds shrugging before squeezing Draco's butt and pressing him hard against the wall as he grinds into him.
                          
"I want a reason," Draco responds between desperate gasps gripping his shoulders tighter. Harry lightens up a bit and Draco can finally talk again. "Because I've been bloody in love with you for five bloody years! And if I'm some kind of one night shag to you, I want you to walk away right now and never speak to me again, so I can finally get over you."
                          
Harry stares at this desperate boy in his arms and can't imagine him anywhere else. Harry tries to imagine him with someone else and Harry growls deeply. It's decided then. "You're mine!" Harry growls attacking his neck once again.
                          
"Oh thank Merlin!" Draco sighs wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders and gripping his hair tightly before whimpering, "Please kiss me."
                          
Harry doesn't need anything else as he immediately latches his lips onto Draco's which open instantly. Their tongues meet and Draco gives Harry complete control of the kiss and he loves it. "Harry," Draco moans into his mouth to which Harry grips his butt tighter.  "Not here."
                          
Harry doesn't even break the kiss as he pulls away from the wall and starts walking down the hall not caring if anyone is going to see them. Why should he? He has everything he want right here.
                          
"Where are we going?" Draco gasps as he breaths heavily as Harry reattaches his lips to his neck.
                          
"We're almost there," Harry mumbles moving across Draco's shoulder, thank Merlin he's in his silk pajamas and not the bulky robes. Harry walks to the Room of Requirements thinking of the perfect room for them, and as he enters he can't help but grin at the large four poster bed.
                          
Harry lays Draco on the bed on his back as he just stares down at him. Loving his flushed cheeks and well kissed lips. "You're so beautiful," Harry whispers placing his hand on Draco's cheek and rubs it softly.
                          
Draco blushes even more but reaches up grabbing Harry's wrist to press it harder to his cheek as he leans into it. He stares straight into into Harry's bright green eyes as he whispers, "I love you."
                          
Harry can definitely see himself loving this boy.
                          
I hope you guys like this one I really got into it, squeee!!! I just adore Drarry😍
                          
Anywho, see you next post✌🏻