Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Harder to
Breathe.
Chapter One.
"Performance Well
Done."
Halloween was always a great time at Hogwarts. And this year, there was more people hanging around with the rumors floating that there was to be a live performance on the night of the anual Halloween party.
Of course, no one knew who was playing on that night. But a certain Draco Malfoy was nowhere to be seen at all that day.
The teachers were just finishing up the decorations in the Great Hall, but as the students filed in, there was something missing.
Namely, the tables that they would eat on. Instead, there was a stage along where the teacher's table was supposed to be, and there was a band, clad all in black, tuning up their guitars and doing a few practica rounds of the songs they were to be singing. It wasn't until the candles dimmed and a few floating pumpkins blazed around the stage that the students stopped talking. Smoke started spilling off the stage and around the students as the band started up a few beginning chords.
And with harsh, whispering voice, someone with a microphone started singing from the shadows.
"How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable? So condescending, unnecessarily critical. I have the tendency of getting very physical. So watch your step, cause if I do, you'll need a miracle." A cloaked figure slowly makes their way to the center of the stage as they were singing this, "You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here. This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear. You want to stay, but you know very well I want you gone. Not fit to fuckin' tread the ground that I'm walking on."
The figure throws off the cloak to reviel a head of shoulder length silver hair, tied back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck, skin deliciously pale coated in glitter smudges around his eyes. Smoky liner adding depth to silver orbs, blood red decorating his lips as a few loose hairs fall into his eyes. His torso hugged by a black and red corset that fit like a second skin, his thin pale arms covered in spiderweb thin fishnet, and black leather pants and boots grabbed at his hips and thighs, showing off every single muscle in those long legs.
He slinks closer to the edge of the stage, running a finger under a girl's chin, "When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love, You'll understand what I mean when I say, 'There's no way we're gonna give up.' And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams.... Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.... Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe" A slow smile creeps on his face as he jumps back, his body rocking to the beat as his voice echoes along the walls, the crowd in a mix of silence and cheering. No one knew that Draco could sing this way... Or move his body like that.
"What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head," He wraps the wire of the microphone around his hand and rocked his hips in circles like a screw, his eyes closed in ecstasy of the music, "You should know better, you never listened to what I've said." He opened his eyes and looked around the crowd, locating one, Mr. Harry Potter, and jumped from the stage, working through the crowd, trailing around people until he had Harry pinned to a wall. "Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat, Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did!" He pressed his head close to the male's neck, drinking in his scent.
"When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love, You'll understand what I mean when I say, 'There's no way we're gonna give up.' And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams.... Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.... Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe..." His breathing grew labored and he pressed a gentle kiss to Harry's chin before pulling back, leaving a stunned Gryffindor pinned against a wall, staring at the blond, mesmerized.
Draco licked his lips gently giving Harry a wink before turning away and racing back up to the stage and jumping back up and running a hand down the bassist's chest. "Does it kill, Does it burn, Is it painful to learn, That it's me that has all the control?" He sings, his eyes directed at Harry, who was leaning up against that same wall, his gaze intent on the Slytherin.
"Does it thrill," He presses a kiss to the bassist's neck. "Does it sting," He tweaks at the nude chest, running a finger over the already flustered male's nipple. "When you feel what I bring, And you wish that you had me to hold."
Pulling away from the Bassist, he was back on the ground, running his fingers over everyone who got near him. "When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love, You'll understand what I mean when I say, 'There's no way we're gonna give up.'" And he came to Harry who was staring at the male from his spot on the wall. His arms crossed over his chest. Draco's voice draws to a mere whisper. "And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams, Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe..... Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe...." He presses a kiss to Harry's chin, "Is there anyone out there cuz its gettin harder and harder to breathe...." And then he presses a kiss to Harry's lips before flitting away into the darkness.
The next thing Harry knew, he was standing there with hundreds of wondering eyes on him. And no Draco to be seen once more.....
DISCLAIMERS!!!::::
JKR owns all characters. (Except the hot bassist. He's mine. xD)
Song, Maroon 5 "Harder to Breathe"
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