Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything in the Harry Potter world. I just think him and Draco make a super steamy couple. xD
Rebellion
Chapter One- The Room
Draco Malfoy was angry.
No.
Angry was an understatement, he was absolutely livid.
If livid wasn't quite your cup of tea, lets just say he was more furious than he'd ever been in his life.
Of course he knew this time would come eventually. He just didn't ever expect it to come so soon. He'd wasted all his time away, and now he had to make a decision that would change his life forever. It hardly felt like a decision, it felt like no matter what he'd do or say it would always have the same outcome. He'd hoped that he'd be able to make his own choice, that his father would finally see him as an adult, an equal, someone who could think for himself. Draco could almost smack himself.
Believing in that was like believing in fairy tales. Even in the magic world, things weren't always so easy.
He wished that he could just defy his father. He wanted nothing more than to do something that was so out of line, so disobedient and so perfectly unexpected of him. Draco Malfoy wanted to be free for once in his life. He needed to rebel.
As he paced back and forth down one of the many corridors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry all he could think was that what he needed most was a place he could be alone.
Once.
A place that he could think.
Twice.
Somewhere comforting, yet somehow ominous at the same time.
On his third rotation down the corridor, two large double doors appeared in front of him where a broom closet had been. Draco stopped pacing and looked to his left and then his right a bit confused at what was going on.
'Damn crazy castle,' he thought to himself. 'Shite always popping up out of nowhere.'
Draco didn't know what to do. He was tempted to open the door, but knowing this school, it could be the door to a vortex he could never escape or filled with Hungarian Horntails, that hadn't eaten for months.
Maybe his prayers were answered and he had found exactly the place that he needed.
Either way, it was after curfew and he needed to get out of the hallways. He held his breath for about thirty seconds before turning the knobs he had placed both of his hands on.
He pushed the doors open softly and closed them behind him. Only then did he stop to look around.
The room was fairly large, just a bit smaller than the Slytherin Common Room. It was warm and inviting with many couches chairs and tables, one with a chess board sitting atop it. At the south of the room was a fireplace. In front of the fireplace sat upon a rug was Harry Potter.
"Fuck." Of all the people that could be in his magical room of peace, it had to be The Boy Who Lived To Piss Him Off.
The Gryffindor turned around suddenly looking Draco up and down before turning back to the fireplace without saying a word.
All the voices that Draco had developed in his head over the years were screaming that he should turn around and leave, but his curiosity got the better of him. He walked farther into the room and placed himself in the chair closest to his arch rival.
Harry stared forward playing around with the extra fabric on his robes. He didn't bother to turn around to look at the Slytherin, he couldn't care less that he was there. He also didn't very much feel like revealing the he had been crying.
In fact it hadn't been too long before Draco walked in that Harry had stopped breaking things, it was just how he dealt with his anger. Harry always figured his violent tendencies had something to with his connection to Voldemort. Or maybe it was the bottle in his hand. It didn't matter much, nothing mattered much anymore.
"Why so down Potter?" Draco spat, hoping he could take his anger out on the other boy. "Did the Weasel and the Mudblood finally shack up and forget about their golden boy best friend?"
Harry ignored him.
"Well answer," Draco went on. "What's so wrong with Saint Potter?" Especially that he was sitting here in what Draco figured was The Room of Requirement drinking illegally.
"Here," Harry said digging into his pouch and opening a bottle of Firewhiskey to hand to Draco.
The Slytherin stared at the bottle uneasily.
"Are you gonna take it or not?" Harry asked annoyed. "I don't have all night, and I'd rather you be a drunk asshole, than a sober prick."
Draco grabbed the bottle and took a large swig, he needed to calm his nerves anyway.
They sat in silence for quite a while, the only sounds coming from the sparks in the fireplace and the occasional clang of a bottle. Draco was already feeling quite good as he was nearing the end of his second bottle.
"What are you doing here?" Harry finally spoke, when the silence became too much for him.
Draco shrugged his newly drunken state had relieved him of all his inhibitions and he felt his mask slipping away. Not completely though.
"I needed a place to think," he finally answered. "Way too much on my mind," he took another large gulp and made a face when it burned his throat, he figured he'd be used to it by now, but all he ever drank at home was wine. "Why are you here?" he asked in return.
"Same," Harry replied blankly.
Draco got up from his chair behind Harry and sat down beside him on the rug with a 'plop'.
Harry looked up at him with cloudy hazed over eyes, before turning to stare at the fireplace again.
"Do you ever feel like your life isn't your own?" Harry asked still not looking at the Slytherin.
Draco was taken aback. Of course, he felt like that all the time. He felt like everything he'd ever done was for the happiness of everyone but him.
'How could Potter, possibly know that?' He had to be fucking with him.
He stared at his rival with his eyebrows furrowed. Draco felt cotton well up in his throat and swallowed trying his hardest to alleviate the feeling.
"All the timeā¦" He finally whispered, but then raised his voice. "But it happens, and if that's what you're so depressed about, I advise you just get over it and stop being such a little bitch because there's nothing you can do about it."
Harry chuckled, he had never gotten an answer like that. Nor had he ever found anybody that might actually understand him. He was getting tired of confiding in Hermione and Ginny, they were incredible friends but they always told him what they thought he wanted to hear. They treated him like a baby, it was becoming sickening.
Maybe exactly what he needed was to be sitting next to a drunk person that hated his guts.
Harry truly looked at Draco for the first time since he had entered the room and felt a tiny bit of respect forming in his mind for the Slytherin git. Or maybe it was just the liquor thinking.
He was also noticing how pink and flushed the boys lips looked against his pale blemish free face.
Yeah it was definitely the liquor thinking.
"You ever want to do something, just because you want to, without worrying or caring what the consequences might be?" Harry asked licking his lips. Harry's eyes shifted he was trying his hardest not to looking into Draco's stormy gray eyes.
Draco watched as Harry licked his lips and felt a strange urge well up inside of him. He knew it was strange and taboo but he wanted so much to kiss the other boy.
'What did Potter put in my drink?'
He knew it wasn't the other boys fault, but who else could he blame for this suddenly completely strange and unfamiliar feeling?
He couldn't keep himself away and suddenly Draco's lips were crushed against the Gryffindor's in a fierce hunger that Harry had never felt before. The other boy had caught him by surprise and Harry was shocked and aroused at this sudden unexpected advancement. Harry's mind was screaming for him to pull away and set some very important boundaries, but alcohol was a very strong thing which seemed to block the connection from his brains to his lips as they swept Draco's into a more passionate kiss. His hands found his way into to Draco's hair as he pulled the other boy closer, kissing him back desperately.
Draco's heart was pounding in his chest and he had no idea what he was thinking. All he knew was that he was kissing Harry Potter and that his lips were sweet, very sweet, like strawberry tarts.
Please Review! Let me know what you think, more coming very soon :)
