I don't own Harry Potter, if I did it would be one twisted little book that only a Boblander could love. But happily I can borrow the people and places from it so enjoy.

WARNING: This is a YAOI, if you don't know what that means or don't like it leave now. Any flames will be ignored and or deleted. There WILL be some oocness through out this fic, and maybe a mpreg depending on what the reviewers want. Once again how ever NO FLAMES they will still be ignored and or deleted. Finally this is /NOT/ a PWP and if you can spot what is wrong with this chapter you can get a reward of your choice from author's offers of prizes. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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Chapter 1: Draco Minded

Harry splashed cold water on his face as he stood over the sink in the in the boy's bathroom. He couldn't remember how he had gotten here, he couldn't even remember what day it was, what bathroom he was in, where he should really be. He couldn't think of anything really, all he knew was that he needed to go to the door.

SO he did he headed for the door. Just as he was about to take the handle though the door opened on him. The next thing he knew he was flat on his back with someone on him. Slowly opening his eyes he met a steady and steely gaze. 'Merlin help me…' his mind cried out.

Draco glared at the boy below him. This was not what he came here for, not exactly at least. He had come here for himself; /Not/ to end up laying on Dumbledore's golden boy, especially not like this.

Harry shifted uncomfortably, why wasn't Malfoy moving. This was embarrassing enough, sitting here flat on his back with Malfoy's leg between his own, the other's body effectively pinning his to the tile below him. He shifted again trying to escape, but this time it had a different effect as his groin rubbed against Malfoy's thigh.

Draco raised a thin eyebrow as Potter shifted around below him. What in the name of Merlin was golden boy doing. Ooh and he looked so ravishable like that, just biting his lip like that.

Finally getting tired of being pinned to the cold floor Harry spoke up. "Are you just going to sit there Malfoy or are you going to let me up." He demanded silently willing the other boy to move before his returning condition could be found out.

Draco braced his hands on either side of the other boy's boy intending to pull himself up. That was until he realized why golden boy seemed to be squirming so much, or more exactly he felt why. So golden boy wasn't so perfect after all, or at least to some he wouldn't be that was if his guess to the other boy's discomfort was correct.

Deciding to test his theory Draco shifted the leg that was between Harry's a bit earning him a rather low groan. Lifting an eyebrow at the noise as if not realizing he was the cause of it he met Harry's gaze "Is something wrong Potter? Or was that just your brain groaning as you tried to make it think?" he sneered down at the green eyed boy.

"No Malfoy I am fine, as for my brain I am sure it.." Harry started, but his voice wavered as Draco 'accidentally' rubbed his thigh against his returning need again "..works just fine.." he managed to get out before he was forced to bite down sharply on his lower lip again.

Draco smirked again, this time making sure it was a patented Malfoy smirk. "You seem to be having a few problems for being fine Potter." He said shifting again, then pretending to lose his footing once again and 'falling' back onto Harry.

Harry's breath hitched as he was stimulated again, no this was not happening. He was /not/ laying on his back on the cold-or at least his mind said it should be though it didn't feel like it-floor of the boy's bathroom. He was /not/ being tormented like this by Draco Malfoy of all people. Most of all though he was /not/ liking it.

Draco shifted his weight again, his thigh brushing Harry's groin again, this time it earned him a quite unexpected reaction.

Harry threw his head back against the floor his eyes shut tightly, no this was not happening. If he just closed his eyes and though of something else the illusion would disappear and he would be alone again. But it didn't no matter how tightly he shut his eyes or bit his lip-which was now bleeding but strangely didn't hurt in the slightest-Malfoy was still there. The white haired boy was still laying on top of him, and was still sitting at that odd angle that kept the other's thigh firmly against his groin and his now hard member.

"You sure seem to be having a problem to me Potter" a voice purred in his ear. When had Draco-no Malfoy-gotten that close to him. When had the other moved to lay completely on top of him? No this had to stop, it was Malfoy, he couldn't do this. But it felt so good, the friction, it felt so nice. This was nothing like what he had just done to him self with his hand. No this was so much better. Suddenly something struck the boy wonder, he was responding to Malfoy. He didn't know when in his mental monologue his body had decided to betray him, but it had and he was now thrusting his hips up to meet Draco's-no Malfoy's.

Draco leaned back down his mouth just inches from Harry's ear, "What's wrong Potter?" he asked before his tongue flicked out to trace the outside of the other boy's ear. He thrust his hips down again grinding against the other boy's, but he could feel the tension in the form below him. Harry was fighting him now, he couldn't have that now could he.

Bracing his weight onto one arm he worked his now free arm between their bodies to work on Harry's robes. Easily undoing the fastenings that held it closed he eased the material off of the Quidditch toned form. He lifted his lower half enough to pull the robes form beneath his own form, but just as quickly fell right back down. He continued on his work as he pulled the white wife beater Harry was wearing from his pants.

He worked his hand under the white material ghosting his hand over Harry's stomach, doing no more then brushing his finger tips over the other's skin. When this earned him a strangled moan his hand traveled farther up taking the shirt with it as much as possible. He traced his hand over Harry's chest brushing the other's nipples causing his breath to hitch again.

His tongue flicked out to again trace the rim of the Gryffindor's ear pulling another strangled moan from him. "You like this, I know it, so why are you fighting it?" Draco again purred in Harry's ear his hand traveling slowly back down his chest.

"Not…this…you" Harry managed to answer in a low voice panting between his words. It felt so good, if only it wasn't Malfoy that was causing it, if only…

Draco cut off Harry's thoughts as he started to push down his pants. 'His pants! When had they even unbuttoned them? Or what about his belt?' his mind demanded of him. This was not going well at all, at least not in his opinion. His breathing picked up, becoming more shallow, and making him sound like he was panting. 'Not well at all.'

Draco smirked at the other boy's reaction. He slid his hand down farther on Harry's leg taking the pants with his hand. Deciding he liked this torture Draco sat up and threw one leg over the green eyed Gryffindor's hips. 'Much better, and much easer this way' his mind stated as he returned his hand back to it's place sliding down Harry's right leg. He now sat on Harry's hips facing the bathroom door-which had some how gotten locked and closed-and the other boy's legs.

He finally allowed his hand to stop it's footward traveled on Harry's right leg when his pants prevented farther advance. He shifted his attentions to Harry's other leg his hands ghosting down his left leg again taking the pant leg covering it with them. He enjoyed the shivers of the boy now below him and it caused a shiver of sorts to run through his own body stopping at his groin causing heat to fair strongly in him and finally prying a low and strangled groan from his throat.

He realized he was not going to be able to keep this up much longer so he picked up his work a bit. He finished removing Harry's pants and set to work on his boxers working them off in much the same manner as he had his pants. Finally he had the other boy undressed enough for his liking, so he started on him self.

He took much less time on him self, he didn't feel like putting on a show for Potter, once he had stripped off his outer robe the white t-shirt under and had pulled his pants and boxers down he was back in his original place, well for the most part. Due to his ministrations upon Harry's body the boy under him hadn't even tried to stop as he shifted his position to where he was laying completely between the other's legs.

He resettled him self to where he was propped up on his forearms and leaned down again. "So it is me you have the problem with Golden Boy?" he asked in something close to a teasing tone.

Harry's breath hitched again, and his mind became more fuzzy as he caused it to lack more in oxygen due to his hitch. His mind was mostly mush as far as he could reason due to the Slytherin's attentions to his body. He shivered involuntarily as Draco's words were ghosted over his ear and found their way to almost directly to his groin. The hot breath, the near teasing tone he had used, the skin on skin contact, he couldn't stop another groan from being pulled from his throat.

No sooner had it left his mouth however then was it followed by a slightly more strangled and fought moan as Draco ground his hips against his own. Finally his pleasure filled mind took over, and he stopped thinking as he returned the gesture "Fuck…this" he panted out finally "Just…fuck…me" he added once he gather enough air to and brains to get out coherent words.

Draco smirked "Only because you beg so nicely" he replied before grabbing Harry's hips…

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Yes I am mean, that is where this ends for you FF people. Ya see while I know I could push it farther, I am not going to as I want to have some time to finish it up. So if you want to read the rest of the chapter watch for it on AFF, same story title, same author name, it is just going to be a little bit longer in coming.

Oh and please R&R hope you all like my first attempt at a lemon/lime of any sort.