A/N This is my first ever story so reviews are much needed. This story is Drarry so if that's not what your into, well then give it a shot ( a woman has to try right? ^-^) I'd like to thank my wonderful best friend and beta Brittany for all of her amazing work.

WARNING: There WILL be sexual content. If you do not like then do not read. Remember even if you do not enjoy this story others will so please be respectful. Thank you and enjoy this tale.

An Unexpected Romance Between Enemies (Chapter One)

Draco frowned harder as he stared at his potions homework the words blurring before his eyes. I'm so tired, he thought as the clock above the fire place chimed signaling midnight. He had thought coming back as an eighth year student would be easy. However, all that resulted in was twice the amount of homework and studying, and half the amount of sleep.

"Merlin I'm tired." He spat bitterly as he flexed his fingers, trying to ease the cramps. He whipped around, his hand immediately flying to his wand as he heard a deep chuckle come from behind him.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you talking to yourself is a sign your insane?" Blaise said, a smile on his face as he caught sight of Draco's hand still resting on the hilt of his wand. Draco relaxed as he looked at his friend, assessing Blaise's appearance. The dark haired Slytherin merely smiled and turned in a circle, ending in a ridiculous pose. Draco laughed as he realized Blaise was trying to distract him from the obvious signs of what he'd been doing.

" I see you've been with that detestable boy again." He stated evenly, a wicked smile spreading across his lips. Blaise had tried so hard to keep his relationship with the redhead a secret but there is only so much you can hide from your best friend. Being in love isn't one of them. His smile grew wider as he heard the other man sigh in defeat.

"How'd you figure it out this time?" Blaise growled. He seemed extremely disgusted with himself for having been so obvious.

"Well now lets see." Draco purred, placing a flawless ivory hand against the soft skin of his neck as he feigned, contemplating his answer. "Your hair is a mess, your lips are red and swollen, your clothes are clearly wrinkled, and not to mention the many love bites that are currently decorating your neck; very pretty by the way. Even a first year could figure out what you've been up to, your just lucky only I know who it was with."

Draco watched with interest as the other Slytherin relived the evening, as his words brought back wonderful memories. He sat there for five full minutes, watching his best friend's pulse quicken before, finally, he got bored and cleared his throat. The glazed look faded from Zabini's eyes, only to be replaced by a deep red blush starting at his neck and quickly moving upward. Before he could open his mouth to reply Malfoy yawned.

Blaise smirked. "Is his highness sleepy?"

"Oh shove it Zabini", Draco grumbled "I'm going to bed."

As he made his way to the boys dormitory his mind once again returned to the thought that had been plaguing him since the war ended. Did he like girls? He remembered starting to doubt his sexuality toward the end of fifth year realizing he was the only male in Slytherin, straight at least, who had yet to bed a woman and found that he had absolutely no desire to do so. Of course with all that was going on in his life at the time he had quickly dismissed it and shoved it to the back of his mind. I mean after all, he thought sourly, how can one focus on something as frivolous as sex when death consumed every aspect of their life.

Happiness then washed over him as he once again remembered the feeling of peace and bliss that had settled over him as he saw the dark lord die. He could still hear the way "I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive" had echoed through his mind, over and over again trying to make him self believe in a reality he had not thought possible. He had been sure Voldemort would fall but had never thought he'd be alive to see it. Draco cringed as he thought about how, had it not been for a certain messy haired Gryffindor, his fate would have been sealed in that fire.

Draco shook his head as he realized he'd let his own mind get off topic. He stopped when his legs hit his bed. Running his hand over the sheet he felt the cool silk slide over his palm soothing his heated flesh. He changed into his night clothes and with a grace that only a Malfoy could possess, he laid down on his bed. Staring at the silk hangings, he smiled, the sea of green calming his nerves as his thoughts returned to their previous course.

Draco shuddered as he thought about just what had made him revisit the thought of whether he was interested in males or females. After the war had ended and everyone was buried and moving on Pansy Parkinson had approached him to help her 'celebrate' their survival.

Draco's mouth dropped as he stared at Pansy as if she was a snake, which by all accounts she was. "Did you...ummmm...are you...ummmm asking me to uhhh...have intercourse...with YOU?!" Draco gasped, his usual eloquence forgotten in the horror of the moment. Pansy looked around quickly, making sure no one had over heard. She dragged him out of Honeydukes and into a nearby alley.

"Yes." She stated simply looking, for all the world, as if she could not understand why he was confused. Seeing the blank face that stared back at her she realized she'd have to explain."We did at one point date which means you had to be sexually attracted to me and I feel now is the perfect time to act upon that attraction. To celebrate our being alive that is."

Draco merely stood there staring at her. he stared at her mousy brown hair that frayed and split at the ends forever looking as if it had rats nests through out it, then he looked at her narrow colorless lips. How anyone's lips could manage to stay colorless on a regular basis he did not know but Pansy managed it. His gaze traveled to her pug nose that seemed to melt into her oversized cheeks. He even noticed how her eyes seemed beady under that giant thing most reffered to as a forehead. Draco balked, if it hadn't been for his father he never would've entered into a relationship with the hideous girl. He'd certainly never had any sexual feelings toward her.

Draco smiled as he thought about how to tell her he found her absolutely repulsive. He snickered, Well am I Draco Malfoy or am I Draco Malfoy. He looked Pansy in her eyes and said with all the seriousness he felt, " You are a disgusting eyesore. I did not date you by choice I dated you because I was forced. The thought of touching you sickens me and I'd rather cut my eyes out and spend an entire day with the Gryffindor Trio. I will not have sex with you and if you ever ask such a horrid thing again I shall be forced to perform the most horried spell i can think of on you. Good day." He turned and walked away, a smirk on his lips.

He was so caught up in his disgust with Parkinson he didn't hear the moaning coming from the alley until he had almost reached it. Slowing his pace he crept to the entrance and stuck his head around the corner, his shoulder length silver blonde hair quickly following, obscuring the sight for a brief moment before gently settling itself on his collar. What he saw next made his heart stop and his breath catch.

Before him were two men clearly in the act of love making. The taller gentleman with ebony hair had the shorter blonde one on his knees suckling on his massive member. As Draco watched in amazement the taller one picked the smaller one up and spun him around to lean the wall. He easily caught himself on his hands and bent over shimming his now bare ass at the taller man.

Draco hadn't noticed the blonde man's trousers being shoved down, seeing as how he was too busy staring at the other one's mouthwatering manhood. However now that he saw the twitching ass in front of him he was enthralled and couldn't tear his eyes away. The dark haired man muttered a spell and his fingers was coated in a gleaming substance, as was the twitching rose bud of the man in front of him. With the precision that only comes from experience, he pressed two of his fingers into the other man before slowly thrusting them in and out, rapidly picking up pace. Suddenly the blonde's back arched and he cried out, begging for more. The taller man chuckled before murming again. Draco watched in desire as he slowly aligned himself up and with one firm thrust buried himself inside the other man to the hilt. A moan of pleasure escaped both men's mouths as they furiously started rutting against each other harder and harder until the sound of flesh meeting flesh was so loud it rang in Draco's ears.

Draco watched as the taller man slowed down and began jerking the little one's cock fast and hard until he was bucking under him. With one last hard thrust he buried himself deep and jerked atop the male beneath him, a groan of ecstasy slipping from his lips. With one last slid of his hand the blonde man's scream echoed through the alley before he collapsed being held up solely by the bigger male.

Quickly turning around, Draco fled the alley, a raging erection between his legs.

He smiled as the memories left him. When he'd gotten back to the castle he'd enjoyed a long slow wank in the shower. Looking back the answer was very clear. He was gay.

A/N2 I have nothing against Pansy, in fact she has starred a positive role in many of my favorite Drarrys, however for this story I needed to paint her in a bad light to help with Draco's self realization. Although it greatly pains me to have her as anything other than Draco's best friend, it had to be done!