Warning: Contains mild slash... y'know, boy-on-boy lovin' ;D Don't like it? Then don't read. :)
Harry and Ron wandered down the Potions corridor, chatting idly amongst them, ignoring their surroundings. They carried on walking, not seeing a tall, green-robed blonde and a few other Slytherins in their direct path. Soon enough, the two Gryffindors collided with the Slytherins, causing wands to be whipped out and insults to be thrown.
'Oh look, it's Weaselboy and Pothead.' The blonde drawled, lazily storing his wand back inside his robe.
'Shut it, Malfoy.' Ron snarled brushing himself off and digging out his wand.
'Oh, I don't know why your bothering to tidy yourself up, Ronald… your robes were already dusty when they were purchased in 1856.'
Ron growled at Malfoy, starting towards him.
'You don't know what you're on about, Draco… these were brought just before term started.'
'You could AFFORD them?!' Draco said, in mock surprise.
'That's IT, MALFOY!' Ron roared, going to throw a punch at the blonde, but was restrained by Harry, who muttered in his ear.
'What was that, Potter?' Draco questioned, giving Harry a quizzical look.
'That's none of your business, Malfoy.' Harry sneered, looking Draco up and down, a hint of a smirk on his lips.
Draco noted the inspection from Harry, and slowly ran his tongue across his lips when Harry next looked at him, making Harry tighten his hold on Ron.
'Ow, fuck sake Harry, I'm not gonna do anything!' Ron moaned, as Harry dug his fingers deeper into his arm.
'Oh, sorry Ron, thought you were gonna go for him again…' Harry muttered apologetically, shooting Malfoy a dark look.
'Let's get to Potions before I hex the bastard' Ron muttered, grabbing the sleeve of Harry's robes and dragging him down the corridor.
Inside Potions, Harry and Ron unfortunately had the cauldron next to Malfoy and Goyle. Hermione and Crabbe were on the opposite side of the classroom, trying to ignore each other as much as possible.
'Who does he think he IS?' Ron whispered furiously as Malfoy strutted past their cauldron, glancing at Harry as he past.
Harry shrugged his shoulders; putting way too much gillyweed into their Potion and making the whole thing explode.
Malfoy flew into hysterics as Ron emerged through the smoke with gills and a sort of fin protruding from between his shoulder blades.
Harry was sporting a bleeding nose and a large gash across his neck, which was seeping blood.
'Mr Goyle, you are to escort Weasly to the hospital wing, and you, Malfoy are to escort Potter. Now' Snape sighed, cleaning up the mess with a flick of his wand.
Ron stalked out the room with as much dignity as he could muster, Goyle trailing behind, shoulders slumped.
Malfoy grinned at Harry, grabbing his wrist and dragging him from the room, seeming more cheerful at the prospect of having to escort Harry.
They walked in silence up the stairs leading to the Viaduct entrance, then took a different turning to the one Ron and Goyle had, leading to an abandoned Dungeon.
'Erm, Malfoy, I dunno what's going on in that head of yours… but we're going the wrong wa-' Harry began, but Malfoy cut across him.
'I know that, Potter.'
'Then… why aren't we gonna go to the Hospital wing? Incase you hadn't noticed, I could be bleeding to a very painful death.'
Malfoy half laughed-half groaned. He'd of expected Potter to get defensive or run, so Malfoy could hatch his own little personal plan.
'Okay Potter, you wanna go to the hospital wing?' Malfoy sighed, turning around to face the raven haired male.
Noticing he'd got no reply, Malfoy looked at Harry and widened his eyes. Harry was looking at Malfoy with a lazy smile on his face, head tilted to the side so his cut wouldn't hurt him, but the way he tilted his head was, thought Malfoy, extremely attractive. His nosebleed has stopped now, and he looked like he'd just come out of a battle, ruffled up, dirty and extremely sexy. Malfoy had only seen Harry give that look to one person, and that was Ginny Weasly, before they had broken up, of course.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow and Harry let out a soft chuckle.
'Are you gonna tell me the REAL reason you led me down here?' Harry murmured, gazing at Malfoy with a look of interest in his eyes.
'So you aren't as dumb as I thought you were, Potter' Malfoy drawled, stepping towards Harry, causing the boy to back up against the wall.
Harry raised his eyebrow at Malfoy, who has placed a hand on head side of his head, leaning in towards him.
Harry watched Malfoy for a few seconds, and then let out a groan of pain. He reached up to put a hand to his neck, but felt a stronger grip on his wrist, pulling his arm back down.
'What are you doing?' Harry asked, narrowing his eyes at the blonde.
Malfoy smirked and leaned further to Harry, bending down to his neck.
Malfoy looked at he cut that ran from Harry's jaw to just above his collar bone. It wasn't deep, but enough to make it bleed a lot. Malfoy smiled to himself and began to clean away the blood with his tongue, sweeping lightly across Harry's skin, making Harry purr slightly at Malfoy's touch.
Malfoy continued to clean Harry's wound, feeling Harry's knees buckle slightly as the raven haired boy felt Malfoy gently nibble his neck.
'You like that, do you Potter?' Malfoy murmured against Harry's neck, working his way up to the jaw line, where he followed the bone structure with small, soft kisses until he reached Harry's chin.
Pulling away, Malfoy studied Harry's face, which was tinged with pink. Harry gave a small smile to Malfoy, half wondering what was going on and half wanting more.
After a few awkward moments, Harry looked back to Draco, who was fixing his robes.
'So that's it then, Malfoy? Your just gonna leave me hanging? That was pathetic.' Harry smirked, seeing Draco's head shoot up and fix him with a glare.
'Well… so much for the 'Good looking one' of Slytherin… is that all you have to give? Ginny was a lot better…' Harry added, seeing Draco narrow his eyes and lick his lips.
'Potter, I'm tired of your mouth, shut up and let me taste it.' Draco sneered, grabbing the front of Harry's robes and roughly pulling the slightly shocked Gryffindor towards himself, pressing his lips up against Harry's.
Snaking an arm around Harry's waist, Draco pulled him even closer, keeping a tight hold of him. Harry smiled against Draco's lips, relaxing into his grasp, a hand tangled in Draco's hair.
Draco ran his tongue softly against Harry's lips, testing how far he could go. Harry eagerly allowed Malfoy's tongue to enter, both wrestling for the lead as they got more passionate.
When they broke apart for air, Harry laughed softly.
'What?' Draco demanded, shoving Harry back up against the wall and letting his hands run down Harry's torso and into his robes, making Harry gasp.
'Well… I always thought you were always as damn straight as a ruler.' he breathed, as Draco began to slowly inch his hands down Harry's trousers.
Draco looked at Harry and smirked 'Well I always knew you could do better than that Weasly girl'
'Hey! Don't cal-'Harry stared, but Draco silenced him with another kiss, this time harder.
Draco forced open Harry's legs a bit with his knee and began to venture into Harry's boxers, making the boy groan with pleasure.
'Bet Ginny didn't get this far…' Malfoy murmured against Harry's lips, softly nipping them with his teeth.
He felt Harry shake his head and gasp slightly as he began to stroke Harry's hardening member.
Draco smirked and continued stroking, feeling Harry press his hips into his own, watching a pink tinge creep back into Harry's cheeks.
Draco bent down on his haunches, slowly unzipping Harry's trousers, causing the boy in the trousers to giggle and push Malfoy back to the ground. Malfoy went to protest, but Harry straddled him and began to kiss and nibble his neck, undoing Malfoy's shirt buttons as he went.
Harry began to kiss down Draco's nicely toned stomach, softly licking and biting as he went, making Draco squirm and moan in delight.
As Harry went to un-zip Draco's trousers, a bell rang, and they could hear students coming out of classrooms, yelling and talking.
Jumping up in alarm, Harry dragged Draco into a small alcove, where they couldn't be seen. Buttoning and zipping themselves up, Draco looked at him in silent thanks as a class of 3rd years stampeded past them, chatting and laughing.
Harry produced his Invisibility cloak from his pocket, throwing it around them both, and pulling Draco along with him after the 3rd year class.
As they reached the top of the stairs, they realised their classes were on the opposite sides of the castle. Malfoy went to walk out from under the cloak when Harry grabbed his wrist and kissed him quickly, before baking away.
'Your gonna finish what you started next time, Malfoy.' Harry smirked as Draco leaned in and kissed Harry one last time.
'I'll be sure of it, Potter' Draco drawled, squeezing Harry's hand and slipping out from under the cloak to join a group of Slytherins who were heading towards their next lesson.
Harry slipped off the cloak as he saw Ron heading down the stairs, and called to him.
'Where'd you go, Harry?' Ron inquired, noting the cut Harry had was clean.
'Oh, Malfoy got lost, so I cleaned it up myself.' Harry lied, feeling butterflies in his tummy when he mentioned Draco's name.
'I'll have to show him in my spare time…' Harry added, walking off, Ron running to catch up with him
A/N: Well... first fic with that paring :/ haha. How'd i doooo:D I wrote this whilst sitting on my sun lounger in the back garden, with my mp3 player plugged in and my parents running around after each other with a hosepipe, sparying eachother with ice cold water. So... xcuse the crapness x) haha. Not much of an exucse, but it'll do :P
Pleeeeeease review :D I spent half my afternoon on this :) Merci:D