Author Dribble: No this isn't perfect - I wrote it New Year's Eve when I was slightly drunk...enjoy! 3

Poison

I had finally done it. Run from the Dursleys, and managed to stay free long enough to get myself to London. Hips gyrating to the pounding beat smothering the air I feel a smirk curling my lips. Stolen skirt slung low on my hips, shirt lost somewhere in the club, I dance my cares away. It was December 31st, and I wasn't going to worry about the fate of the Wizarding World for one night. No, I was going to dance my way through the hours until I was too tired and sore to do anything but fall into the nearest bed I could find. Drink pressed into one of my hands I twist to flash a grin at the one offering.

You're cruel devine
your blood, like ice

Crimson eyes meet mine as I freeze. Voldemort? In a muggle club? Raking a hand through his tousled black hair he presses close enough for me to hear his words, breath hot against the shell of my ear, "Dance with me Harry? I promise not to try and kill you until next year."

Down the small drink, a Midori Sour, in a single swallow I toss the plastic cup off into the corner, swinging my arms around his shoulders. "Why not? Should be fun."

One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill...

Fingers trail over my flushed skin, gripping my hips, pulling me closer to my arch nemesis. He looked like the Tom I met in the Chamber of Secrets. A playful youth twinkling in those eyes. Bass line thrumming in my blood I grind against his thigh. Might as well go out with a bang.

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop

Close my eyes to the strobe lights. Trust in the hand on my waist, in the hand splayed over my ass. Did it matter that any other meeting we would be enemies? Lips moving over my neck I drop my head a bit, giving him more skin to tease.

I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison

Catch his earlobe with my teeth. "How'd you escape your minions?"

Flick of his tongue in my ear. "Same way you slipped Dumble's leash."

You're poison running through my veins
You're poison

Hand on my ass pushing me tighter against him I hiss. Why did he feel so good this near?

"Is this another ploy to get me under your control?"

Peek through eyelashes at the half lidded serpent's gaze. "Is it working?"

I don't wanna break these chains.

Slide my own hand down his spine, grabbing at his ass. "You tell me."

There was an answering arousal rubbing against me. Mouth hovering over mine he gasps, "Seems to be."

Lips meshing together we continue to move to the beat felt more than heard.

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught

My back was to a wall, fingers tangled in my hair. Panting, his lips and teeth traveling over my bared skin, I dig nails into the slick flesh of his hips.

Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat

Eyes torn from his face I catch a familiar redhead and bushy haired pair enter the club hesitantly. Two drinks appearing off to our side we part long enough to accept them from an amused looking Bellatrix. "They found you."

"Yours too."

Alcohol burning down my throat, a Long Island Iced Tea this time, I drop the cup to the floor again. Hate to be the people who have to clean this floor after the night. Hungry lips descending on me, I sink into his kisses.

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name

Think I hear my name over the buzz of oncoming inebriation. Swing away from the other pieces of the Trio, returning to the dance floor. Not quite sure which limbs belonged to me anymore. If this was dying by my enemy's hand, Merlin let it last a bit longer.

Dodge the Gryffindors trying to reach me, locked to Tom's body.

Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison

Whirl past Lucius Malfoy snogging Snape. Back thumping against the bar I grasp at the shot of Tequila Draco slides my direction. Head back, throat convulsing, I slam the glass back onto the bar upside-down.

Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison

"Your Death Eater's wanna get me drunk."

Bruising kiss stealing my breath I collapse onto the stool my tailbone was digging into. "No they aren't, you're just accepting all the offered alcohol."

"So're you."

"Of course, can't let a whelp like you out drink me."

Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison

Another shot of Tequila went into my mouth, scorching all the way down. "Hey Tom?"

"Wha' silly boy?"

"You wanna fuck me?" Must be the alcohol talking. Steal another oxygen robbing kiss from him as he ponders my proposal - I think.

"You wan' me to?"

"Sure."

You're poison running through my veins
You're poison
I don't wanna break these chains.

Two Sex on the Beaches sloshing down our throats, the fever pitch between us increasing. Midnight was coming, and I was afraid I would turn into a pumpkin once the clock struck the new year. Glazed eyes seeking out Ron and 'Mione I find them at the edge of the floor eyes locked on me.

"Hey Tom?"

"Huh?"

"They're watchin'."

Running deep inside my veins
Poison burning deep inside my veins

Five minutes to go, a third shot of Tequila sliding right down. We were back at the bar, me on a stool, my back to the counter.

"Harry?"

"Come on Tom, I wanna get laid tonight."

One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill...

Reach back, grabbing at the backside of the bar, and arch my hips. Smooth thrust of his hips driving him all the way in, my wail swallowed by the never ending thunder of music. Body leaning over mine he slowly picks up tempo, matching his thrusts to the lower end bass line.

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop

Sloppy kisses press between the two of us, our bodies moving in rhythm.

I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison

Lights go dark, only to burst back on in a symphony of color and pulse as the music linking us reaches its crescendo.

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison
I don't wanna break these chains.

Alcohol dragging me under I cling to his shoulders, a cool band of metal wrapping around one of my fingers.

"Happy New Year Harry."

Poison!

Blink blurry eyes against the blinding sunlight, Hogwarts Hospital greeting me. Was it all a dream? Just a figment of my demented mind?

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop

Lift my hands to my line of sight, skull throbbing with a hangover.

I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison

There, on my right middle finger, a silver ring. A serpent swallowing its own tail, twin emerald chip eyes.

You're poison running through my veins
You're poison

Not a dream. Close my eyes and drift off again, back into the realm of darkness.

Happy New Year Tom.

I don't wanna break these chains.
Poison!

fin