Lost Ones

Disclaimers: Harry Potter and everyone else.

WARNINGS: Be prepared for lots of lemon, language usage, rape, drugs, and violence

(:Prologue:)

He strutted through the hallway of his same old school. He didn't pay any attention at all to any of the leers from students lurking the hall. Yet he knew they were leering. He was beautiful. He had silky locks of jet black hair which made a bang over his rounded glasses. Behind the glasses were glossy green eyes full of lust and desire. His skin was pure creamy and soft looking. So were his full, peachy lips. That wasn't the best of his qualities yet. For a guy, he had more curve then any of the girls in the school and he dared not to let it show as he wore tight pants, same for the shirts. And don't get me started on his ass. It was plump but not too plump. But just looking at him walk by made your reflexs do the unthinkable. Grab, squeeze and run. And last but not least, his scent. He always smelled like fresh fruit. Just a sniff made you want to bite him and do even more. Who was he?

Harry Potter.

The name slid of anyone's tongue gracefully, sweet and low. And just by saying or mentioning his name made one interpret naughty visions in their mind, girl or boy. Harry turned the corner quickly sending his scent to float past everyone's noses which would cause them to sniff until their nose bled. Literally. He continued to walk until he stood before the sick bay. He grip the knob but before opening he glanced left and right for any signs of followers. None at all. He then pushed the door open and slipped in before closing it behind him. The room was dark except the ray of sunlight from an open window near the last resting bed. When he stood in front of the bed he stared down at Fred Weasley. The wind blew into the room sweeping the light blue curtain in front of Harry's sight. He pushed it away gently as if he'd harm it. He then crawled onto the bed slowly and softly, staring hungrily at Fred who laid there with one arm on his stomach and the other by his side. He snored lightly as his chest moved up and down. Finally with enough space to move on the bed, Harry threw a leg across Fred's waist and saddled himself on top. Harry removed Fred's arm before running his hands up his stomach, towards his chest and back down. This didn't wake the older boy so Harry yanked up his shirt revealing Fred's hard toned abs and small, pink nipples. Harry's heart raced like the speed of light as he bent down to take the pink softness into his mouth. He sucked sweetly on the nipple, nibbled, and bit. Fred's eyes flung open and landed on Harry's face. He shifted his head on the pillow and reached up to take Harry's glasses off.

"What are you up to Potter?"

"I was hoping you'd know" Harry said lifting his shirt over his head causing his locks of hair to become messy. Fred reached up a hand and stroked Harry's cheekbone, staring at the beautiful boy. He then grip a hand full of jet black hair and sat up to collide their lips together. Fred pushed his tongue into the boy's mouth and Harry did the same. They clung at eachother breathing heavily. Fred traced the small of Harry's back with his fingers making the boy shiver. Harry tried to break the kiss but Fred moved in further, deepening it.

"I...I-I can't...breathe" Harry managed between quick gasps. Fred pulled away letting them both catch their breath. Fred started to undo his belt but Harry stopped him with a hand.

"What?" Fred asked.

"I want the pill first"

"Let's try it without the pill for once. I can make you feel much better without being high" Fred smiled reaching for Harry's cheek. Harry jolted back, glaring at Fred.

"Give me the fucking pill, now" Harry's patience was ticking. Fred angrily shoved his hand into his left pocket and pulled out the pack of drugs.

"Only one left" He said popping the pill out onto his hands. He held it with his finger tips in front of Harry's mouth. Harry opened his mouth as Fred pushed the drug and his finger inside. Harry's tongue rubbed against Fred's finger taking the drug. He swallowed and continued to suck Fred's finger as the drug made its way through his system. Harry stopped sucking and stood up off the bed to undo his pants. They dropped to the floor along with his underwear. Fred gulped as he stared the boy up and down. Touching himself, Harry began to moan out Fred's name.

"Fre..d I feel good" Harry whispered coming closer. Fred grabbed him by his hips. He tossed the boy onto the bed, on his back. Fred quickly unzipped his pants pulling out his erection. He settled between Harry's opened legs. Harry wrapped his legs around Weasley's waist, whispering past his ear. "Hurry please..." The drug was beginning to work and Harry wanted to feel really good. It only took one thrust and Fred was inside the tight, hot walls of Harry's insides. Harry trembled under the boy but relaxed at the same time. Harry showed no facial expression once again, overwhelmed by the drug's pleasure.

"Ahh..I'm coming" Fred mumbled before letting loose his load and resting on the side of Harry. Harry sat up and searched for his shirt. He found it under the pillow and slipped into it.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Did you not enjoy it? How come you never moan or anything when we have sex? You always look..lost"

Harry ignored Fred as he was fully dressed now with his glasses in his hand.

"I think I deserve an answer"

Harry growled. "I don't find pleasure in you fucking me, I do better with the drug so would you shut up before I send you looking for another toy"

Fred's mouth hung open as if he would speak but no words came out. He closed his mouth as it formed a sly smile. "I should've known Potter"

"Known? Known what Weasley?" Harry's eye brow shot up for the sky.

"You're scared of real pleasure are you not? You're scared to fall in love so you let the drug maniuplate you away from what is real."

"Don't make me laugh" Harry snorted.

"Excuse me if I'm trying to"

"I'm not going to tolerate listening to you tell me what I'm afraid of" Harry turned on his foot and headed towards the door.

"I'll have more drugs by Thursday" Fred called as the door shut and Harry left him alone. Harry walked away hugging himself. He somehow knew everything Weasley said was true. It was indeed true. He was lost and needed to be found before a pill took over his body...

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