1 By: BlackDracoGothStar09
Author's note: All of the H.P characters belong to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers.
2 Field of Desire
It was their secret spot, the silver field. It was the best spot for meetings of their kind, it was quiet, peaceful, beautiful, and most of all secluded. They both had first met here for a night of studying, but oh did it lead to so much more, they confessed their love to each other, and had had an incredible night together. The field was old but yet nice, and ever since then they would meet here, and had been doing this for quiet a while, each time they met at the field, it was as if the field was growing, there would be only grass one day and then flowers the next. It was as if their love was keeping this field alive. And Draco thanked the field for just being there, because it was the field that he loved as well as he did Harry.
Draco waited patiently, not knowing if he was coming. His mind was clouded of thoughts, breath taking thoughts of compassion and love fore a forbidden fruit. But his thoughts were paused by a whisper of his name. He spun around knowing whom he was going to see. There stood Harry in his entire splendor. He smiled at Draco with stars in his eyes. He was dressed in black robes as if not to be seen by anyone but Draco. "Draco..." he said once more, inching toward him, every step in tempo with Draco's heartbeat.
"Harry, I thought you would never come", Draco looked relieved, sweat penetrating his pale skin, making him shine in the moonlight. They were inches apart now; Harry was so close to him that Draco could feel his breaths on him.
"Of course I would come, I haven't been able to be near you in days", Harry slid his arms around Draco's slim waist. Draco shivered, as Harry's hand came up to push back some silver blond hair from Draco's eyes.
Their eyes met, as Draco looked into Harry's eyes. They were a dark green lined by a band of silver, they sparkled in the moons light. Harry looked beautiful, Draco thought, he leaned into Harry and kissed Harry gently. It was a gentle and tender kiss at first but it soon became full of passion and desire when Harry slid his tongue into Draco's mouth, where Draco gladly took Harry's kiss with pleasure. Harry's tongue probed Draco's mouth, Draco returned the favor. He wrapped his arms around Harry's neck pulling him closer.
Draco felt love when Harry kissed him, something that he had never felt before. He lost himself in the moment that he was having with Harry. He felt want and desire all in one as Harry moved his mouth to caress Draco's neck with kisses. Draco's mind was swirling he could hear his father's words in his heard, "What the hell are you doing?!" But the voice fades as Draco magically thought of the person he was kissing.
Harry's hands unbuttoned Draco's robes, he felt Harry's warm hands caressing his skin, making him shiver. Draco lied Harry down gently in the tall grass of the glowing silver field. Draco's robes were off, only wearing a white shirt and some ducky socks and boxers. Harry laughed at the sight of them.
"What is so funny?! Am I smelly, hairy, do I have a zit?"
"Um...nice socks and boxers, they really do go great with you", chuckled Harry.
"Well I wore them for you, you could be just a little nice since I did remember somebody liking ducks!"
"Oh yeah!" Harry doubled over with laughter, he did remember him telling Draco that he thought ducks were sexy, but hey he really didn't mean it that much. "Come here you..."
Draco kissed harry gently, expertly unfastening Harry's robes exposing Harry's undergarments(he he). Draco paused when he saw Harry's boxers. "Are those Cha-Chas?!" Draco looked surprised but yet very flattered(Cha-Chas were female white dogs, goddesses of love, and was said to bring good luck in love.) Harry's face turned a brilliant shade of red, "So what I can dream too!"
Draco simply smiled bringing himself upon Harry's body; he kissed his neck with skill and passion. He heard a pleasurable moan from Harry as Draco made a side-to-side motion with his pelvic area, creating a bigger pleasure for Harry, and feeling the effect rush through his body.
Harry then slid his warm fingers through Draco's hair, down his back and into his boxers. Harry began to do something that Draco thought he would never do to a person, but Draco welcomed him.
He felt an erotic feeling rising in him, finally breaking out, "Oh Harry...." Draco was soon melted into what was a great erotic fantasy. He could feel Harry inside him joining their two bodies into one. He and Harry had done this before so it didn't hurt as badly, he felt a combination between happiness and pain. But all of that didn't matter to Draco, he had Harry, and Harry's love for him and that was all that mattered.
An hour went by and Harry and Draco were lying in the silvery tall grass, holding each other as if it were the last time they would see each other. Draco could feel the warmth of Harry's body, and it was he who broke the silence. He looked at the black haired boy with love in his eyes.
"Are you alright?", He ran his fingers down Harry's back protectively. "I'm good thanks, but its getting kind of chilly out here, what would your mum say if she found out you got a cold? What would your story be?" Harry's words were full of humorous sarcasm and a smile widening on his face.
"Well golly gee wilikars Batman, I didn't think about that!! Don't worry I'll think of something, just get me a shovel, a Twinkie, and a rubber ducky!!" Harry rolled over with laughter, pushing up against Draco's body, laughing into his chest, and kissing him softly on his neck.
He raised his head to see Draco staring at him solemnly with flushed cheeks and stary eyes.
"I love you Harry, you don't know how much I love to be around you, to hear your voice in the dark is a shining light in my day. I really do appreciate you and I hope that you know that."
"I love you too Draco, more than anything in this world, and I want to be with you forever." Harry leaned in closer to Draco, pulling him on top of him, and kissed him deeply, letting his tongue slide into Draco's mouth.
Draco shivered when Harry said those words. He thought to himself that he finally has someone, someone share this exquisite feeling of love, compassion, and care. For the first time he finally understood that he could have these feelings for someone, and the feelings would never go away not with Harry to love. Harry would always love him right?
Harry was shivering and he pulled away from, "Come on Draco, let's go. I think it's going to rain soon," not surprised to hear a roar of thunder in the distance.
"Are you sure I would rather stay here and get all wet with you... but if you want to go and get dry and let this night be OK, then that's fine with me", Draco laughed playfully, and kissed Harry, "Sure lets get out of here, I don't want you to catch anything".
Draco and Harry got dressed quietly, and walked out of the silver field, hand in hand towards the gloomy castle of Hogwarts.
* * * *
The next day Draco caught up with Harry on the way to potions. "Harry wait up!" Draco yelled in Harry's direction. He was waling with Ron and stopped to wait for Draco. "Morning Draco", with a huge smile on Harry's face, he couldn't of looked more mesmerizing to Draco.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron had figured what was going on with Draco and Harry and didn't like it one bit. It seemed as if he was jealous of Draco. Ron had always loathed the even thought that they were together. Seeing them together made Ron want to throw up chunks of whatever he had eaten that day into Draco's face.
"Nothing that concerns you Weasley, why don't you go suck on your mum's toe!" Draco had hate in his eyes ready to defend himself if need be. "Why you ungrateful little git! Would you like me to tell you what else you like to suck on, or maybe I should be telling the entire student body what you do like to suck on!"
"Well maybe if you got your head out of your ass, you would be able to think straight, because I don't think that I am the only one that likes to suck things around here, you worthless piece of shit!" Ron's face went red with rage and was about to jump at Draco when Harry pulled him back. "Ron! not right now, just go to class. I'll meet up with you ok?" "Fine, if you want to be with this loser, I'm out of here, see you in class", Ron stormed off down the corridor towards potions.
"Sorry if I caused any trouble, I just don't know what I do to piss him off so much, I think he takes one look at me and I am bad news to him. You know that I don't want to be like that to him, I really want to be his friend, but I guess he doesn't see it that way." Draco looked around just incase if someone was coming, and started kissing Harry's neck. "Mmm…. don't worry about it, Ron will get over it, hell yeah I am sure of that." Harry smiled to himself, putting his arm around Draco's neck.
"Draco I wanted to tell you that I was just thinking that maybe we should come out. I want people to know that you're a good person, but if you don't want to because of your father then I will understand." Draco pulled back from Harry, worry in his eyes. Draco was surprised and shocked; he didn't know that Harry felt this way. Draco wanted to come out because he didn't want to be known as the hateful, selfish mean guy anymore. He wanted people to know the real him, not the stereotype that his father made him be, but his father would kill him. He couldn't take the chance, he could really get hurt or even worse killed. Then again he really wanted to come out, so that he could express his love for Harry….
"I don't know Harry…. Let me think about it okay?", Draco looked down at his feet not wanting to see Harry's reaction. "Sure, I don't want to pressure you Draco. I would never do that to you, when you are ready then you just tell me ok? Well we better be going, were going to be late, and plus I wanted to make out with you in front of Snape. You know just for the sport and for the stupid face he'll put on when he sees us at it", Harry smiled with malice in his sparkling emerald eyes.
"It would be great to see the goofy face, but I don't want to waste a good snogging on him, I'd rather enjoy it with you", Drano trailed off as Harry kissed him patiently. Draco's mouth opened under Harry's and took everything in.
But at the start of what could've been more than just kissing the bell rang for class to start. "Crap on a cracker!", Draco said disappointed. "Shit in a tack, and poop on a stick!" finished off Harry. (Thanks Krissy!) "You do know how to make the weirdest jokes up don't you. I guess we're late will you go to the field tonight?"
"Of course I will, but only if we continue what we started before that damn bell", Harry leaned in closer to Draco melting the world around them into nothing, ravishing him with gentle kisses of love.
* * * *
They had ended up skipping potions, Draco knew that they would have detention later after spring break, but it didn't matter to him. All that mattered was Harry. Harry always seemed to intrigue him, with his wide sparkling smile. Harry really did seem like the perfect person to ever be with.
They were going to spend Spring Break at Hogwarts together; only Filch was to stay behind, since his home was at Hogwarts (plus he didn't have family except Mrs. Norris). It was going to be great to spend this whole time with Harry. The only problem was Ron was going to stay too. His parents went to visit Charlie, so no one was at the Burrow.
It was getting late and he was getting worried that something was wrong. Draco looked around the silver tall grass towards the castle; Harry was nowhere in sight. "Where are you Harry?", Draco thought aloud. He started walking out of the silver glistening field towards Hogwarts.
* * * *
Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room, sitting in an armchair, by the fire. Ron had persuaded him to stay for five minuets so that he could tell him something, and before Harry could object, Ron ran up to get some drinks.
Harry heard footsteps coming down stairs from the boy's dorm. Ron came into the common room holding tow mugs of Butter Beer that he had saved from the last visit to Hogsmeade. Ron collapsed on the armchair next to Harry, offering Harry a mug. "Thanks Ron, but I really think I should be going. Draco is probably getting worried and I…"
"Oh come on Harry just stay for a couple minuets, or at least finish the Butter Beer before you go. Please? I really need to tell you something, its really important". Harry sipped his Butter Beer, nodding his head in agreement. The Butter Beer tasted funny, but Harry didn't pay much attention to the drink, more towards the grandfather clock against the wall of the common room.
"Harry what I wanted to tell you was…. I'm in love with you. I always have been and I really hate that you're with Draco. I'll treat you better, I'll care for you better than him, and my love is what you need not his. Choose me and get rid of Draco, he doesn't love you. He is just using you for the fuck. Harry please I love you more than life itself…please I need you", Ron was holding Harry's hand with longing in his eyes, showing that this wasn't all an act, but true love.
Harry sat back in his armchair astonished by what he just heard. He was feeling dizzy, as if nothing was in front of him, but he focused on Ron and spoke gently and soft. "Ron, I'm sorry but I love Draco. He is the only one for me, plus I've always thought of you as my best friend and nothing else. I'm sorry Ron but my heart belongs to Draco."
"Harry why? Why don't you love me!?" Ron looked on the verge of tears, he was flushed in the cheeks, and breathing in hard breaths. "Ron, please this isn't easy for me at all…" A fist hitting his stomach cut off Harry. Pain was sent all through his body like knives piercing every inch of him. His head was swirling, the world around him was melting into nothing, as blackness covered up the world around him.
* * * *
Harry woke up in the boy's dorm, stripped of his robes, leaving him only his boxers. He sat from the bed that he was on, and he looked around the dorm. No one was around and he was on Ron's bed. His head pounded with pain from his scar as things came into focus. It was dark in the dorm but it had to be Ron at the foot of the bed staring at him, his eyes focused on Harry's bare chest, where he had hit him. "What happened? Why the hell are you looking at me like that? Did you hit me? Ron answer me!"
"I'm not Ron, Harry. You don't recognize me do you? Maybe this will help your mind to get going", the unknown person stuck out a hand, revealing the young body of Tom Riddle. Harry had to admit that Voldemort did look good. His skin was a cream color covered by a thin sheet of sweat. His hair was as black as the night sky, his body ripped with every twist as his muscles came into view, which made him look really sexy. He touched Harry's foot. A rush went up Harry's leg and into his body, shooting up to his scar. The pain was exactly like hen Ron had punched him, and then it hit him. VOLDEMORT!
"Voldemort!", Harry's mind was going crazy as Harry tried to make sense of it all. As if Tom was reading his thoughts he said, "I know that you must be confused, let me explain. The reason for my being here is not kill you but to just be near you. When I was in Ron's body I did mean what I said. I love you Harry, and if you reject me, you'll be mine no matter what you say. I'll make sure of that, and if you don't choose me, I'll kill Draco", Tom inched towards Harry pushing him up against the back of the bed kissing him fiercely.
Harry couldn't help but like the kiss, it was surprising to him. He felt an exquisite feeling in him, love! What was he doing? Harry pulled, "What is wrong with me? What did you do to me? I think I love you!" His eyes were full o fear, not knowing what to do; frantically he backed away from the smirking Tom Riddle.
Harry was now backed up against the back of the bed, feeling guilt for what he had just done. The kiss may have been small but it mattered to Harry, Draco he thought over and over. What is happening to me?
"I gave you a love potion Harry, it was in the Butter Beer. I told you that I you would belong to me and only me", Tom crawled closer to Harry placing his hands on Harry's naked thighs. Harry felt a sensation crawl up his spine as Tom moved his hands up and down his thighs, then opening his legs so that Tom could get closer.
Harry knew what Tom wanted to do, "Harry please feel free to yell out my name when we are having fun ok, its Tom and don't call me Voldemort." Harry hesitated but he had to defend himself in some way, " Voldemort, I mean Tom, don't do this I'd rather die than let you have me!"
"Your strong Harry that's why I want you so badly, you don't have a choice. Plus if you ever want to see that kid Ron then you better obey me, or I swear I'll kill him and Draco for that matter!", Tom slid his hands in Harry's boxers, giving Harry a sense of excitement. Harry knew that the potion was flowing through his veins and there was no going back with this potion. He could do nothing to stop what was coming, he had no choice.
Harry let out a moan, as Tom gave him something that he use to think only Draco could do the best. The pleasure was overwhelming, and Harry couldn't resist Tom's touch on him. He felt free to do whatever he wanted and nothing mattered, but somewhere deep inside of him he was screaming for Draco, screaming for help. But the potion was taking control of his actions, and he found himself moaning and groaning, yelling for more, as Tom took it up a notch.
Tom soon took Harry, with fierce thrusts, making it painful for Harry. He was crying inside and out, knowing that he wouldn't be able to be saved from the pain of this all. Harry was traumatized by how someone could be so fierce during sex, but that was being pushed to the back of his mind as someone's footsteps came closer to the dorm. Harry mind and heart was crushed knowing that it was Draco coming up the steps,"Damn it I shouldn't have given him the password/ Draco, NO!", Harry thought aloud.
Tom turned around as the door to the dorm opened.
* * * *
Author's note: All of the H.P characters belong to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers.
2 Field of Desire
It was their secret spot, the silver field. It was the best spot for meetings of their kind, it was quiet, peaceful, beautiful, and most of all secluded. They both had first met here for a night of studying, but oh did it lead to so much more, they confessed their love to each other, and had had an incredible night together. The field was old but yet nice, and ever since then they would meet here, and had been doing this for quiet a while, each time they met at the field, it was as if the field was growing, there would be only grass one day and then flowers the next. It was as if their love was keeping this field alive. And Draco thanked the field for just being there, because it was the field that he loved as well as he did Harry.
Draco waited patiently, not knowing if he was coming. His mind was clouded of thoughts, breath taking thoughts of compassion and love fore a forbidden fruit. But his thoughts were paused by a whisper of his name. He spun around knowing whom he was going to see. There stood Harry in his entire splendor. He smiled at Draco with stars in his eyes. He was dressed in black robes as if not to be seen by anyone but Draco. "Draco..." he said once more, inching toward him, every step in tempo with Draco's heartbeat.
"Harry, I thought you would never come", Draco looked relieved, sweat penetrating his pale skin, making him shine in the moonlight. They were inches apart now; Harry was so close to him that Draco could feel his breaths on him.
"Of course I would come, I haven't been able to be near you in days", Harry slid his arms around Draco's slim waist. Draco shivered, as Harry's hand came up to push back some silver blond hair from Draco's eyes.
Their eyes met, as Draco looked into Harry's eyes. They were a dark green lined by a band of silver, they sparkled in the moons light. Harry looked beautiful, Draco thought, he leaned into Harry and kissed Harry gently. It was a gentle and tender kiss at first but it soon became full of passion and desire when Harry slid his tongue into Draco's mouth, where Draco gladly took Harry's kiss with pleasure. Harry's tongue probed Draco's mouth, Draco returned the favor. He wrapped his arms around Harry's neck pulling him closer.
Draco felt love when Harry kissed him, something that he had never felt before. He lost himself in the moment that he was having with Harry. He felt want and desire all in one as Harry moved his mouth to caress Draco's neck with kisses. Draco's mind was swirling he could hear his father's words in his heard, "What the hell are you doing?!" But the voice fades as Draco magically thought of the person he was kissing.
Harry's hands unbuttoned Draco's robes, he felt Harry's warm hands caressing his skin, making him shiver. Draco lied Harry down gently in the tall grass of the glowing silver field. Draco's robes were off, only wearing a white shirt and some ducky socks and boxers. Harry laughed at the sight of them.
"What is so funny?! Am I smelly, hairy, do I have a zit?"
"Um...nice socks and boxers, they really do go great with you", chuckled Harry.
"Well I wore them for you, you could be just a little nice since I did remember somebody liking ducks!"
"Oh yeah!" Harry doubled over with laughter, he did remember him telling Draco that he thought ducks were sexy, but hey he really didn't mean it that much. "Come here you..."
Draco kissed harry gently, expertly unfastening Harry's robes exposing Harry's undergarments(he he). Draco paused when he saw Harry's boxers. "Are those Cha-Chas?!" Draco looked surprised but yet very flattered(Cha-Chas were female white dogs, goddesses of love, and was said to bring good luck in love.) Harry's face turned a brilliant shade of red, "So what I can dream too!"
Draco simply smiled bringing himself upon Harry's body; he kissed his neck with skill and passion. He heard a pleasurable moan from Harry as Draco made a side-to-side motion with his pelvic area, creating a bigger pleasure for Harry, and feeling the effect rush through his body.
Harry then slid his warm fingers through Draco's hair, down his back and into his boxers. Harry began to do something that Draco thought he would never do to a person, but Draco welcomed him.
He felt an erotic feeling rising in him, finally breaking out, "Oh Harry...." Draco was soon melted into what was a great erotic fantasy. He could feel Harry inside him joining their two bodies into one. He and Harry had done this before so it didn't hurt as badly, he felt a combination between happiness and pain. But all of that didn't matter to Draco, he had Harry, and Harry's love for him and that was all that mattered.
An hour went by and Harry and Draco were lying in the silvery tall grass, holding each other as if it were the last time they would see each other. Draco could feel the warmth of Harry's body, and it was he who broke the silence. He looked at the black haired boy with love in his eyes.
"Are you alright?", He ran his fingers down Harry's back protectively. "I'm good thanks, but its getting kind of chilly out here, what would your mum say if she found out you got a cold? What would your story be?" Harry's words were full of humorous sarcasm and a smile widening on his face.
"Well golly gee wilikars Batman, I didn't think about that!! Don't worry I'll think of something, just get me a shovel, a Twinkie, and a rubber ducky!!" Harry rolled over with laughter, pushing up against Draco's body, laughing into his chest, and kissing him softly on his neck.
He raised his head to see Draco staring at him solemnly with flushed cheeks and stary eyes.
"I love you Harry, you don't know how much I love to be around you, to hear your voice in the dark is a shining light in my day. I really do appreciate you and I hope that you know that."
"I love you too Draco, more than anything in this world, and I want to be with you forever." Harry leaned in closer to Draco, pulling him on top of him, and kissed him deeply, letting his tongue slide into Draco's mouth.
Draco shivered when Harry said those words. He thought to himself that he finally has someone, someone share this exquisite feeling of love, compassion, and care. For the first time he finally understood that he could have these feelings for someone, and the feelings would never go away not with Harry to love. Harry would always love him right?
Harry was shivering and he pulled away from, "Come on Draco, let's go. I think it's going to rain soon," not surprised to hear a roar of thunder in the distance.
"Are you sure I would rather stay here and get all wet with you... but if you want to go and get dry and let this night be OK, then that's fine with me", Draco laughed playfully, and kissed Harry, "Sure lets get out of here, I don't want you to catch anything".
Draco and Harry got dressed quietly, and walked out of the silver field, hand in hand towards the gloomy castle of Hogwarts.
* * * *
The next day Draco caught up with Harry on the way to potions. "Harry wait up!" Draco yelled in Harry's direction. He was waling with Ron and stopped to wait for Draco. "Morning Draco", with a huge smile on Harry's face, he couldn't of looked more mesmerizing to Draco.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron had figured what was going on with Draco and Harry and didn't like it one bit. It seemed as if he was jealous of Draco. Ron had always loathed the even thought that they were together. Seeing them together made Ron want to throw up chunks of whatever he had eaten that day into Draco's face.
"Nothing that concerns you Weasley, why don't you go suck on your mum's toe!" Draco had hate in his eyes ready to defend himself if need be. "Why you ungrateful little git! Would you like me to tell you what else you like to suck on, or maybe I should be telling the entire student body what you do like to suck on!"
"Well maybe if you got your head out of your ass, you would be able to think straight, because I don't think that I am the only one that likes to suck things around here, you worthless piece of shit!" Ron's face went red with rage and was about to jump at Draco when Harry pulled him back. "Ron! not right now, just go to class. I'll meet up with you ok?" "Fine, if you want to be with this loser, I'm out of here, see you in class", Ron stormed off down the corridor towards potions.
"Sorry if I caused any trouble, I just don't know what I do to piss him off so much, I think he takes one look at me and I am bad news to him. You know that I don't want to be like that to him, I really want to be his friend, but I guess he doesn't see it that way." Draco looked around just incase if someone was coming, and started kissing Harry's neck. "Mmm…. don't worry about it, Ron will get over it, hell yeah I am sure of that." Harry smiled to himself, putting his arm around Draco's neck.
"Draco I wanted to tell you that I was just thinking that maybe we should come out. I want people to know that you're a good person, but if you don't want to because of your father then I will understand." Draco pulled back from Harry, worry in his eyes. Draco was surprised and shocked; he didn't know that Harry felt this way. Draco wanted to come out because he didn't want to be known as the hateful, selfish mean guy anymore. He wanted people to know the real him, not the stereotype that his father made him be, but his father would kill him. He couldn't take the chance, he could really get hurt or even worse killed. Then again he really wanted to come out, so that he could express his love for Harry….
"I don't know Harry…. Let me think about it okay?", Draco looked down at his feet not wanting to see Harry's reaction. "Sure, I don't want to pressure you Draco. I would never do that to you, when you are ready then you just tell me ok? Well we better be going, were going to be late, and plus I wanted to make out with you in front of Snape. You know just for the sport and for the stupid face he'll put on when he sees us at it", Harry smiled with malice in his sparkling emerald eyes.
"It would be great to see the goofy face, but I don't want to waste a good snogging on him, I'd rather enjoy it with you", Drano trailed off as Harry kissed him patiently. Draco's mouth opened under Harry's and took everything in.
But at the start of what could've been more than just kissing the bell rang for class to start. "Crap on a cracker!", Draco said disappointed. "Shit in a tack, and poop on a stick!" finished off Harry. (Thanks Krissy!) "You do know how to make the weirdest jokes up don't you. I guess we're late will you go to the field tonight?"
"Of course I will, but only if we continue what we started before that damn bell", Harry leaned in closer to Draco melting the world around them into nothing, ravishing him with gentle kisses of love.
* * * *
They had ended up skipping potions, Draco knew that they would have detention later after spring break, but it didn't matter to him. All that mattered was Harry. Harry always seemed to intrigue him, with his wide sparkling smile. Harry really did seem like the perfect person to ever be with.
They were going to spend Spring Break at Hogwarts together; only Filch was to stay behind, since his home was at Hogwarts (plus he didn't have family except Mrs. Norris). It was going to be great to spend this whole time with Harry. The only problem was Ron was going to stay too. His parents went to visit Charlie, so no one was at the Burrow.
It was getting late and he was getting worried that something was wrong. Draco looked around the silver tall grass towards the castle; Harry was nowhere in sight. "Where are you Harry?", Draco thought aloud. He started walking out of the silver glistening field towards Hogwarts.
* * * *
Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room, sitting in an armchair, by the fire. Ron had persuaded him to stay for five minuets so that he could tell him something, and before Harry could object, Ron ran up to get some drinks.
Harry heard footsteps coming down stairs from the boy's dorm. Ron came into the common room holding tow mugs of Butter Beer that he had saved from the last visit to Hogsmeade. Ron collapsed on the armchair next to Harry, offering Harry a mug. "Thanks Ron, but I really think I should be going. Draco is probably getting worried and I…"
"Oh come on Harry just stay for a couple minuets, or at least finish the Butter Beer before you go. Please? I really need to tell you something, its really important". Harry sipped his Butter Beer, nodding his head in agreement. The Butter Beer tasted funny, but Harry didn't pay much attention to the drink, more towards the grandfather clock against the wall of the common room.
"Harry what I wanted to tell you was…. I'm in love with you. I always have been and I really hate that you're with Draco. I'll treat you better, I'll care for you better than him, and my love is what you need not his. Choose me and get rid of Draco, he doesn't love you. He is just using you for the fuck. Harry please I love you more than life itself…please I need you", Ron was holding Harry's hand with longing in his eyes, showing that this wasn't all an act, but true love.
Harry sat back in his armchair astonished by what he just heard. He was feeling dizzy, as if nothing was in front of him, but he focused on Ron and spoke gently and soft. "Ron, I'm sorry but I love Draco. He is the only one for me, plus I've always thought of you as my best friend and nothing else. I'm sorry Ron but my heart belongs to Draco."
"Harry why? Why don't you love me!?" Ron looked on the verge of tears, he was flushed in the cheeks, and breathing in hard breaths. "Ron, please this isn't easy for me at all…" A fist hitting his stomach cut off Harry. Pain was sent all through his body like knives piercing every inch of him. His head was swirling, the world around him was melting into nothing, as blackness covered up the world around him.
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Harry woke up in the boy's dorm, stripped of his robes, leaving him only his boxers. He sat from the bed that he was on, and he looked around the dorm. No one was around and he was on Ron's bed. His head pounded with pain from his scar as things came into focus. It was dark in the dorm but it had to be Ron at the foot of the bed staring at him, his eyes focused on Harry's bare chest, where he had hit him. "What happened? Why the hell are you looking at me like that? Did you hit me? Ron answer me!"
"I'm not Ron, Harry. You don't recognize me do you? Maybe this will help your mind to get going", the unknown person stuck out a hand, revealing the young body of Tom Riddle. Harry had to admit that Voldemort did look good. His skin was a cream color covered by a thin sheet of sweat. His hair was as black as the night sky, his body ripped with every twist as his muscles came into view, which made him look really sexy. He touched Harry's foot. A rush went up Harry's leg and into his body, shooting up to his scar. The pain was exactly like hen Ron had punched him, and then it hit him. VOLDEMORT!
"Voldemort!", Harry's mind was going crazy as Harry tried to make sense of it all. As if Tom was reading his thoughts he said, "I know that you must be confused, let me explain. The reason for my being here is not kill you but to just be near you. When I was in Ron's body I did mean what I said. I love you Harry, and if you reject me, you'll be mine no matter what you say. I'll make sure of that, and if you don't choose me, I'll kill Draco", Tom inched towards Harry pushing him up against the back of the bed kissing him fiercely.
Harry couldn't help but like the kiss, it was surprising to him. He felt an exquisite feeling in him, love! What was he doing? Harry pulled, "What is wrong with me? What did you do to me? I think I love you!" His eyes were full o fear, not knowing what to do; frantically he backed away from the smirking Tom Riddle.
Harry was now backed up against the back of the bed, feeling guilt for what he had just done. The kiss may have been small but it mattered to Harry, Draco he thought over and over. What is happening to me?
"I gave you a love potion Harry, it was in the Butter Beer. I told you that I you would belong to me and only me", Tom crawled closer to Harry placing his hands on Harry's naked thighs. Harry felt a sensation crawl up his spine as Tom moved his hands up and down his thighs, then opening his legs so that Tom could get closer.
Harry knew what Tom wanted to do, "Harry please feel free to yell out my name when we are having fun ok, its Tom and don't call me Voldemort." Harry hesitated but he had to defend himself in some way, " Voldemort, I mean Tom, don't do this I'd rather die than let you have me!"
"Your strong Harry that's why I want you so badly, you don't have a choice. Plus if you ever want to see that kid Ron then you better obey me, or I swear I'll kill him and Draco for that matter!", Tom slid his hands in Harry's boxers, giving Harry a sense of excitement. Harry knew that the potion was flowing through his veins and there was no going back with this potion. He could do nothing to stop what was coming, he had no choice.
Harry let out a moan, as Tom gave him something that he use to think only Draco could do the best. The pleasure was overwhelming, and Harry couldn't resist Tom's touch on him. He felt free to do whatever he wanted and nothing mattered, but somewhere deep inside of him he was screaming for Draco, screaming for help. But the potion was taking control of his actions, and he found himself moaning and groaning, yelling for more, as Tom took it up a notch.
Tom soon took Harry, with fierce thrusts, making it painful for Harry. He was crying inside and out, knowing that he wouldn't be able to be saved from the pain of this all. Harry was traumatized by how someone could be so fierce during sex, but that was being pushed to the back of his mind as someone's footsteps came closer to the dorm. Harry mind and heart was crushed knowing that it was Draco coming up the steps,"Damn it I shouldn't have given him the password/ Draco, NO!", Harry thought aloud.
Tom turned around as the door to the dorm opened.
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