Catnip

Chapter 6

Which made the whole picture even funnier. Well, at least to Harry that is.

It seemed that Harry's bark like laugh dragged the frantic Draco out of his water-induced daze in favor of tackling the brunette and frantically licking his cheek, apparently mistaking his mate's laugh for a distressed cry, making Harry laugh even harder and making Draco coo and keep trying to sooth him. With an amused smile, Harry calmly leaned into Draco's soothing embrace, allowing the now less-frantic blond to nuzzle his neck happily, his arms wrapping absently around the content cat-boy's neck.

Still grinning, Harry calmly pulled the taller blond closer (much to Draco's pleasure), his hands lathering the blond's hair with blueberry scented shampoo and conditioner, before quickly dunking the boy and lathering his own hair with the same products before quickly rinsing it off.

Seconds later a confused and slightly irritated Draco latched onto him again, his cat-like molten silver eyes darting around the room accusingly, his arms wrapped possessively and protectively around Harry's slim waist.

"C'mon Malfoy."

Harry sighed, his amusement for the situation melting to leave irritation and slight annoyance as he stood, carefully making his way to the small stairs leading out of the bath. Draco immediately followed, though his arms were still wrapped protectively around the brunette's waist (much to Harry's bemusement) and his eyes darted suspiciously around the room.

Once they made it out of the bath Harry stripped down to his boxers, making sure Draco unclothed himself, and draped one of the many silk robes around their shoulders (Harry's being a dark green silk robe with the Slytherin crest on the right breast pocket and the Malfoy crest on the back and Draco's being a black silk robe with dark green trimmings and a silver Malfoy crest on the left breast pocket and a silver dragon on the back) before quickly making his way to the bed room.

"Harry? Harry! Harry! Harry!"

The brunette froze at his slightly slurred name that the boy-who-thinks-he's-a-cat chimed over and over again as if it were a song.

"Mate Harry."

He turned to see the face of a beaming Draco who promptly pounced on him, pinning him to the floor before crushing their lips together.

Harry gasped softly when he felt the blond's tail bush softly against his inner thigh, giving Draco the opportunity to dive into his cavern, greedily taking in the brunette's unique sweet taste, his tail gently brushing up and down the brunette's waist and thighs.

Draco finally pulled away when air became a necessity, his molten silver eyes never leaving his mate's panting form, a proud smile playing his lips as he stared at his breathless mate.

Harry stared at the blond in a mixture of shock, surprise, and slight discomfort only faintly noticing when the blond cat boy pulled him to his feet and carried him to the bedroom, bridal style, until he felt the blond slip his robe off, pulling him into another kiss. His eyes dropped slightly and his arms wrapped softly around the blond's neck, one hand twirling a lock of the blond's hair while the other smoothly petted the blond's soft cat ears, moaning softly much to the cat-boy's pleasure.

Draco pulled his mate closer, his hands moving up and down Harry sides softly, his tail brushing against the back of the brunette's neck making Harry moan and melt into the kiss. He pulled away briefly, pushing Harry down softly so he could straddle the brunette's waist before kissing him again.

Harry groaned softly his fingers carding through Draco's hair his fingers brushing softly against the base of the cat-boy's ears making Draco purr and lean into his touch, and Harry moan softly against the kiss.

Purring softly, Draco pulled away from the kiss leaving a breathless and panting Harry in favor of lavishing the brunette's ivory neck with affectionate licks and nips making Harry squirm and moan, his hands moving from the threading through the blond's not-so-surprisingly silky hair to slowly move down the front of the blond's chest.

"Potter!?"

Harry jumped at the sound of the irritated potion's master, his wide eyes darting to an obviously irritated Draco before roughly pushing off the slightly confused blond and darting to the closet, not noticing the silver eyes that stared at his retreating back with hurt and longing before turning to glare and hiss at the newly reveled Potions master.

Harry slammed the door before slumping to the floor, his back to the door, holding his face in his hands, his body shaking slightly and his emerald eyes wide with disbelief. He couldn't — no wouldn't — believe what he had done and almost went further in. He ignored Draco's frantic mewls, the sound of claws shredding wood, and Snape's angered shouts; choosing instead to stare blankly ahead.

He had almost had sex with his rival — the bane of his existence — the bastard that made his life and his friend's lives a living hell since the moment they had met, insulting both his parents, his friends, and himself — for Merlin's sake, the blond's father tried to kill him, and he works for the snake bastard that killed his parents and has also tried to kill him! Five times!

Groaning, Harry curled up, willing the tears that had gathered in his eyes to leave before taking a deep breath, standing up shakily, pulling on one of Draco's uniforms, spelling them to fit better, and changing the colors from green and silver to red and gold, before changing the crest to the Gryfindor crest.

"Damn it Potter get the hell out here. Now!"

"Harry!?"

"Damn it Potter, quit worrying Draco and get your ass out here before I give you detention!"

Sighing, Harry slowly opened the door only to be pulled into a panicked and frantic Draco's arms. The blond immediately started cuddling the slightly depressed brunette and peppering kisses up his neck and check before kissing his lips softly and hugging him again.

"Potter what were you doing!?"

Snape demanded angrily, his onyx eyes glaring impatiently while Draco cuddled him. Harry sighed, not even bothering to try to leave the blond's worried embrace and ignoring the potion master's obvious anger and annoyance.

"I was getting dressed."

"Well hurry up next time! Now move, I'm here to take you to lunch since you decided not to grace us with your presence at breakfast or morning classes."

Snape glowered before turning and stomping out the door, his robes billowing behind him, pointedly ignoring the anger filled glare sent by the pissed off blond. Harry sighed before turning to a fully dressed Draco, finally noticing the blond's tear stained face, his heart tightening in slight guilt.

"Mal—Draco?"

The blond looked happy that Harry had said his name.

"I'm sorry."

The blond beamed happily before bending down and giving the brunette a soft kiss and wrapping his arms protectively around Harry's petite waist and dragging him out the door.

That's another chapter!! Sorry for being a tease, and to any of those prone to second-hand embarrassment. I'm gonna go descend into my cave of drarry.  Bye!

-AtS