a/n: Alright here's the deal, I set out to write a very dark non-con Draco/Harry fic where Draco kills Harry after some "fun". However, my characters (angry grumbles) had different ideas. Stupid Harry couldn't stop laughing at poor pathetic Draco. I mean really! How are you supposed to assasinate someone who can't stop laughing at you!
Harry always looked beautiful when he was sleeping. His beautiful full lips parted only slightly, raven hair cascaded across his face, and long eyelashes flittering with the movement of his emerald green eyes.
But Draco had known this before he had entered the sleeping Gryffindor's room that night. Draco had been dispatched by the Dark Lord to assassinate the boy while he lay sleeping in his bed in his muggle relative's house. He had volunteered for the mission figuring he could kill two birds with one stone. He would be able to prove his loyalty to the Dark Lord as well as establish himself as an assassin. In truth, though, Draco had another more perverse reason for wanting the boy dead.
Draco had been in love with Harry for over a year. He had watched Harry from a far worshipping him in all his glory. He never dared to touch him though. Never dared to try and get any nearer to the boy. Too much discourse had run through them for them to be anything other than mortal enemies. It was meant to be that way. He was evil and Potter was good.
The thought hardened in Draco's mind as he laid aside his emotions in light of what he had to do. He walked over to the bed and reached out his fingers, he brushed the strands of hair out of Harry's face.
This gesture woke Harry from his sleep. He opened his eyes wide in terror and started to scream. Draco clamped a hand over his mouth and started wrestling the boy into submission. Draco climbed on top of Harry straddling the other boy's hips and pinning his arms above his head.
"What the hell are you doing?" Harry yelled at him. "What are you doing here?"
"What does it look like Potter I'm here to assassinate you" Draco drawled sarcastically. "God you're stupid, what kind of moron question is that"
Far from being scared, upon hearing he was about to be assassinated, Harry started to laugh "You are the worst assassin I've ever met. Tell me Draco dearest, do you always caresses the skin of your would be victims? Or am I just special" Harry said sarcastically "Fucking pansy ass assassin you turned out to be"
"You know I am trying here,a little understanding would be appreciated" Draco said defensively "You always were too damned critical"
"Well I'm sorry but you were so loud coming up the stairs and the creaking door, I mean can't you apparate or something" Harry asked trying to stifle his giggles
"You know perfectly well I'm not of age" Draco said getting angry. "Besides this is my first real job"
"You're a Virgin. I'm touched, really. I'm going to be your first." Harry couldn't control himself any longer he burst into fits of laughter. "Promise me you'll be gentle" Harry batted his eyes making a mockery of the whole thing
"That's it, enough of this" Draco had had enough, he took out his wand pointed it at Harry's laughing face and muttered "Imperio"
Harry stopped laughing, Draco breathed a sigh of relief, it was hard to assassinate someone when they kept laughing at you. Harry's face had become lax and sleepy.
Draco had never had DADA with Harry before otherwise he would have been aware that Harry could throw off the spell anytime he chose. Draco looked down at Harry and commanded him to say 'Draco is the best assassin in the world'
"Draco is the best assassin in the world" Harry didn't bother fighting it, not over something so childish. 'And the sexiest man alive' "And the sexiest man alive" this was ridiculous.
Draco thought for a moment. This was his only chance at this, Potter would be dead in the morning, did he dare try and seduce the boy. The answer was simple yes.
Draco leant in and kissed him full on the lips. His tongue darted out to taste the plush softness of Harry's lips. Harry lay as still as a statue. 'Kiss me' Draco commanded.
Harry started kissing Draco opening his mouth to receive his eager tongue and plundering the depths of Draco's mouth as well. Harry was barely even aware of what he was doing. He started to fight against the curse. He broke the link and broke off the kiss. Draco looked stunned.
"I thought you were here to kill me not kiss me" Harry's face was once again a burst of laughter "My god I never suspected the rumors to be true. You are such a fucking fairy"
"My, my, aren't we just full of surprises. I guess we do this the old fashion way." Draco smashed his lips down full force. Pushing Harry's lips apart and gaining entry once again to the sweet depths of the Gryffindor's mouth.
Harry tried to struggle against him but it was fruitless. Draco was taller, stronger and better built than he was. He was still a scrawny teen where as Draco was already a full grown man. Puberty was selective and cruel.
Harry twisted his head to the side breaking free of Draco's crushing embrace. His chest heaved as he struggled to get air into his lungs, kissing Draco was going to suffocate him.
"What? what's wrong? Famous Potter's never kissed anyone before, doesn't know how? Don't be shy I won't hurt you… much" Draco could barely keep his face straight as he fought not to laugh at the struggling Potter. "Ooo yeah keep wiggling, it feels so good"
Harry stopped moving immediately and stared horror struck at Draco "You sick fuck. Maybe no one ever explained it to you but kissing is typically a boy girl activity. And yes I have kissed someone before, best I ever had" Harry stuck his tongue out stubbornly
"Mood bloods don't count Harry, they aren't real people" Draco said with the air of someone explaining 2 plus 2 equals4. "Or is this an inflatable that you're speaking of. You know one of those devices muggles are so fond of. And for your information same sex people can engage in sexual activities too, we are actually the majority in the wizarding world." Draco looked at him smugly doing an uncanny impression of Lockhart "I'm actually surprised it's not the same in the muggle world, but then again they are so primitive"
"Hey they aren't the ones living without electricity or telephones. Bloody two day wait for a fucking owl to take my messages back and forth when I could just pick up a phone and talk to them like a normal conversation" Harry rolled his eyes. "And it was not Hermione. If you must know it was Cho, she practically jumped my bones under the mistletoe before Christmas"
Draco stared down hungrily at Harry, he couldn't help but become entranced with his bottom lip, watching the way it moved when Harry talked. He found himself leaning forward to taste that sweet, prefect, pink lip. He brushed Harry's lips gently with his own and darted out his tongue in a quick swipe across the bottom. He marveled at how good Harry tasted.
Draco pressed his lips more firmly down against Harry's, going slow as though Harry was a small animal that he might frighten away. When Harry didn't move away from him Draco took it as an invitation for more. Draco moved his right hand from its holding place on Harry's hands to trail down the boy's body stopping to caress the nipples. Thanking his lucky stars that Harry had decided to sleep in just his boxers.
Draco parted his lips and to his utter surprise Harry did as well. He seized the opportunity to probe the boy's mouth with his tongue. Harry must have had some genetic talent for kissing because Draco was feeling weak in the knees and had to brake away for air.
"My…(gasp) goodness... (gasp) Potter where'd you learn to do that" Draco looked at Harry with a curious expression on his face. Draco shifted uncomfortably and realized that he was fully erect just from kissing Harry.
"Everybody's got to have some talent. Turns out I'm not just good at whooping your ass on the quidditch pitch. Tell me Draco if I'm a better kisser, a better seeker what exactly are you good at. Cause it certainly isn't the art of assassinating" Harry laughed.
"Ooo aren't you the humble one. You wanna know what I'm better than you at?" Draco gave him a look that could've meant Harry's doom. "I'll show you what I'm better than you at" With that Draco slid off of Harry and took out his wand. "Petrificus Totalus"
Harry's arms and legs snapped to his sides and he was completely immobile. "Ooo the full body bind how clever. I'm so impressed. Wait till I tell the Creevey brothers I found them a new playmate, and at their skill level too, you're quite the catch" Harry was finding it hard to laugh in this new position.
"Do you ever shut up Potter? It's a bloody marvel you have friends who put up with you." Draco pried Harry's hands free of his body and slipped his boxers down and off of him. Harry lay naked on the bed half erect and completely helpless.
"What are you doing?" Harry couldn't keep the fear from his voice.
"Well you did ask what I was better at than you" Draco's sarcasm was ever present in his voice. "The curse was just phase one" Draco sat down beside Harry's body, trailing his fingers lightly up and down Harry's bare chest teasing the skin around his hip bones and just above where the shadow of hair began
"What's phase two?" Harry was getting nervous.
"This" Draco grasped the throbbing, thick, pink length of Harry and gave it a few firm strokes rendering a helpless moan from Harry.
