I hope you will like this story. I had to start anew, cause my old one was shut down, and nobody cared to tell me why...

Anyway, I'll fix all the mistakes I've made before and make this story even better, and I'll try to make this chapter a bit more realistic.

By the way, the quotes are from Pain; Fade away.

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Oh, and the ' marks thinking, and the is soundtrack and the " is, obviously, speaking.

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The Game

Pull me under

Press my face in the dirt

see how long I can hold my breath

pour some salt in my wounds

I'm just someone who doesn't fit in your world

Harry was currently outside of the dormitory, taking yet another one of his little nighttime strolls trough the hallways of the school.

He felt the need to clear his thoughts, as he so often did lately.

This last months he had found himself fancy a BOY. And then, not to mention, WHO that boy was. He knew that he should stay away from him, he knew that boy was a very bad choice indeed. He knew that boy had a really bad reputation.

But Harry admired the strength he had. Both mental and physical.

He couldn't get him out of his head. Harry knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't stop thinking about him, dream about him, LOVING him. All he could do was thinking about that silky hair, and that pale, soft skin. What he wouldn't do to see one of his rare genuine smiles.

To kiss those soft lips even once...

He sighted and was just about to turn back to the tower and go to bed, when someone grabbed him and hauled him into an empty classroom. (of course it was empty, seeing that it was way over midnight.)

He was thrown halfway across the room, and then he heard someone mutter a silence- and a locking- spell.

He suddenly regretted the choice of leaving his wand behind.

"Well, well. If it isn't Gryffindor's little wonder boy." Harry would know that voice anywhere.

"Malfoy!" It was a statement.

"Potter!" Draco smirked at him with a predatory look on his face. His eyes shining like sharp steel in the cold semi-darkness of the classroom. 'How can anyone look so good and at the same time be so evil?' Harry thought, he became dizzy just by looking at him.

How can I smile with your gun to my head?

How can I reach out when you're holding me back

"What do you want?" And if Harry's voice was cold, Draco's voice could chill even the dead. It was so cold, and so seductive that it sent a shiver down his spine.

"Don't you know!" Harry shivered as Draco all but whispered the words in his ear, sending his warm breath at Harry. His eyes burned with malice and…something else.

Suddenly he grabbed Harry, smashing him into the wall, his hands held in a tight grip above his head.

I'm just so tired of everyone who's trying to save me

Just save yourself…

"Answer me!" Harry received a hard slap on his face, knocking his glasses to the floor.

"Y..yehes." Harry managed to stutter. He couldn't believe his senses, he couldn't think straight. His eyes wide open in fear.

Draco smashed his hands into the wall, and then kissed him roughly, a bruising kiss. Harry suddenly felt dizzy and weak in his knees. He tried to fight him off, but Draco had worked out a lot over the summer vacation, and was so much stronger than Harry. And Harry's mind was to clouded over to care.

Draco drew his wand and conjured a rope, fastening Harry to a (also conjured) bronze-ring in the wall, high above his head. Stretching his whole body, yet Harry still managed to touch the ground with his feet. Barely.

Then he tore open Harry's shirt, Harry could only watch as the buttons fell to the floor.

"W…what are y…you doing?" Harry could barely manage to speak. Then Draco hit him, not in the face, in the stomach, and then released Harry to buckle over in pain. Harry turned and tried to straighten up. Then Draco showed him backwards. His shoulders hit the floor with such force it would leave marks for weeks.

Harry winced as Draco straddled his sore body. Draco bit his neck just enough to leave a mark before he licked the wound and started on the next one. Soon Harry's neck was covered in bite marks, some deep enough to draw blood that Draco eagerly licked away. Harry's neck was all covered in wounds, he still tried to fight Draco, but found Draco to be too strong. And somehow, he couldn't really find the mental strength he needed. Draco's kisses was burning hot, they seduced him to no end. He felt weak, and dizzy.

He moaned

"Stop, please, stop." He begged, breathless. But all he got was laughter. It was so sweet, and yet so wicked, and Harry wondered how he did it.

The pain was so bad, but yet it felt good, and then Harry really felt really bad. 'What's wrong with me?' He thought. He felt sick. Surly he couldn't enjoy this? And yet, his body responded so willingly.

Every scream just earned him smacks at his inner tights. Now they where red, and they hurt really bad.

His clothes where all torn apart, and lay on the floor with Draco's discarded ones.

Draco was really turned on now. Harry could feel how hard he was when he pressed against him.

"I'm gonna make you enjoy this like nothing else, like the little whore you are."

"Never!" Harry said stubbornly, but earned nothing but laughter. Then Draco pulled him into another kiss. Rougher. More painful. And no matter how hard he tried not to, Harry felt himself growing hard.

"Get off me!" Harry screamed, realizing only now that there was no going back, that he would be raped, helpless in Draco's hands. He tried to fight him of with all his might, but to no use. And he was so scared of his own reaction, having no control over his own body.

Draco merely laughed and hauled Harry to his feet, and then shoved him over a table. Muttering a few words and waving his wand, Harry's hands were now tied behind his back. But Harry himself was laying face first down on the table, helpless.

"What a lovely view. I think I could get used to this." Draco said, and then, without a warning he smacked Harry's ass hard. Harry cried out in surprise, and tears flowed from his eyes, but not because of the pain.

"Please, don't. No. Please." He wanted Draco, but not like this.

Draco knew no mercy. He pointed his wand to Harry's ass, and said something that sounded like 'Lubricatus' or the like to Harry's ears. He felt a rush of blood flowing to his head, making him nearly deaf.

Draco shoved himself inside Harry without another word. Harry cried out in pain, but no one could hear him. Then Draco did something unexpected, he grabbed Harry's cock, and started to stroke it fast. All the while he forced himself into Harry harder and faster, harder and faster. It was a breakneck rhythm and Harry felt pleasure mingle with pain until he didn't know where one ended and the other one started.

"Gods Malfoy!" He choked out. Tears still falling, shameful he was enjoying the violent act that was being forced upon him.

"Ah, Harry! You're so tight!" Draco moaned. Sweat drops made his hair cling to his pale, angelic face.

Then, they came as one, mere seconds apart.

They just laid there for a long while, of course, Harry had no choice. He just wanted Draco to leave and for this to be over with. He felt so dirty, so used. Then at last Draco pulled out, and put on his clothes. He untied Harry, who sunk to the floor, curled up like a ball. Tears of shame flowing from his eyes. 'Dirty. So dirty.'

"Oh, and Harry…" Draco tossed a few coins at him and laughed, and then he left without ever looking back.

Now Harry really felt like a whore, a dirty little whore. The worst part had been the fact that he enjoyed it, he was raped, and he had enjoyed it. There was no end to his shame. What would his friend say? He could never ever tell them about this.

Then he knew that had not been the worst part. It had been his first sexual encounter, and he had been raped by Malfoy, no less. Ironically, raped by the person he loved. He cried over his lost virginity, as he gathered up what was left of his clothes and left for the tower. Tears falling all the way back.

Bitterness is calling inside

I am already damned

The fire in my soul is slowly dying

You know my destiny calls my name