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CHAPTER 1- The Beginning
Draco looked around for the last ingredient to his potion, his stormy grey eyes scanned the neatly organized table. His eye's finally landed on a small cherry wood herbal drawer. He opened the aged wooden drawer absentmindedly fingering a couple mistletoe berries.
"Take a handful of Thistle branch berries," he mumbled not noticing his mistake.
He calmly shook them into the brew carefully stirring the liquid. He just had to wait four more minutes and what he thought was his poly-juice would be ready. This whole day had been a kick in Draco's behind. His father had flashed in that morning for "quality time" When really all he did was mumble about why Draco should come with him at the end of the term to become a Death eater. Draco shivered at the term still stirring the peculiarly sweet smelling brew. Truth was he didn't want to become a Death eater. Because that would mean separation, and separation would mean solitude. Draco was afraid of that, solitude had made him cold. It had made him angry, it just reminded him of how unspecial he was.
A small frown tugged at his lips as he stirred the brown liquid that began to turn a decidedly pink colour. He fell back into his thoughts of solitude, it just reminded him of how special Potter was. How with everything he did he always won. How everyone loved and cared about Potter but didn't give two arses about him. He tried just as hard as him if not even harder, but Potter just always seemed to pass him up with flying broomsticks. Things with them could have been so much different. Maybe he could have been a Slytherin and they could have even been friends. Draco angrily sneered removing the boiling cauldron from the fire.
Potter took up half of his mind and time almost everyday. He groaned inside his head and poured the thick liquid inside of a mottled green tinted bottle. He shook it, damn that Potter! Damn him and his mud blood friends. Draco smiled at least he would be a better potion maker than he would ever be. He downed the potion his lips stretched in a satisfied smile, then he realized something had gone terribly wrong. A thin line of cotton candy smoked snaked from in between his lips. The smoke curled into a heart with an arrow plunged through it, lust, He hadn't made poly juice. He had tripped up and made a lust potion. A very strong one judging by the stirring in his lower areas. There was a choppy clicking sound that got louder by the passing second someone was coming down the hallway. Draco cursed under his breathe and frantically looked for a place to hide. Draco swiftly rushed behind Snape's desk and thrust his face into his knees. He refused to let anyone find out he was there. If he looked at anyone he would immediately want them. That could be good besides he didn't want to just lust after anyone.
Harry clapped Ron on the back sending him flying forward.
"Kay mate! We're still on right?"
Harry nodded heading towards the potions room. "Er, yeah I guess I'll bring Cho or something ,"
"Well make sure your not late," Hermione said pointing at him. Ron wrapped his arm around her petite waist grinning.
"Harry your the bloody Boy Who Lived! Of course you'll get a date," Harry chuckled stuffing his hands in his pockets.
Harry continued walking down the torch lit cavernous hallway. The soft orange-gold glow of the torches led the way through the dark castle. Tonight was couples movie night, Harry hadn't really gone out with anyone over the past few years. Though many magazines claimed that he had slept with half of the Gryffindor females and dated everyone including various teachers. It felt nice to be away from the prying eyes of the public. No doubt if he went with one of his female friends it would become a sandal the next day in the Hogwart's gossip section. Oh sweet peace, Harry shut his emerald green eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his feet slapping the cobble stone, the sound waves reverberated through the empty hallway like waves.
A lot of days he didn't give a crap about being The Boy Who lived. It was lonely work, everyday he had to be reminded of his "destiny" and he didn't want any part of it. Harry ran a hand through his thick black hair and groaned. He was sure no one would be in the classroom it was dinner time and no student ever risked missing out on meals. Harry smiled ruefully. He would be missing out on this one. Snape had confiscated his Dark Magick text book and he really needed it. Tomorrow there would be a test and Blah! Merlin did Harry feel like he needed a break. The world seemed to always be at threat from Voldemort. He wished for a couple years at least there could be peace.
Harry opened the classroom door walking into the warm cozy room. Snape's desk sat in the front of the classroom. A large silk red chair sat behind the big mahogany desk. He loomed around the seemingly empty classroom there were telltale signs that some one had recently been in the room. He noticed the still hot cauldron on a desk the fire put out and a small empty vial. He cautiously took out his wand. Malfoy could hear the steps louder the person was now inside the class room. He hoped it was Pansy, he didn't particularly like her but at least the tramp would be of some use to getting him out of this blasted room. It would be way better for him to spend weeks lusting for Pansy than- Draco felt his stomach grumble letting out a low long grumble that echoed through out the classroom.
"Who's there?" Harry asked scanning the classroom. "Come out!" he shouted walking closer to Snape's desk.
The desk was covered in stacks of Home work and small vials of liquids that had yet to be graded. Harry pointed his wand at the desk. Draco's heart skipped a beat and his chest seized up. Potter was in here, Draco wanted to punch himself if only that pratt would leave him be! He was always walking in on him on inappropriate times. He could feel the anger welling up in his stomach. He wanted to jump up and hex Potter so that he grew horns and turned into a troll. Harry peeked behind the desk and frowned
"Malfoy what are you doing here?" without looking up Malfoy answered.
" Playing a one person game of hide and seek and your not invited to join! Leave me be you disgusting pratt! If you see Pansy on the way out send her in so I have some actual help," Harry rolled his eye's Malfoy was always like this but he was never quick to end an argument like this, something was up.
"Malfoy look at me," Harry commanded.
"No," he replied defiantly.
"Come on Malfoy what's wrong with you ? Your acting strange!"
"You want to be the hero of my day Potter! Well you bloody won't be today!" Malfoy screamed his breath was hot against the material of his cloak.
He squirmed uncomfortably. He wanted so desperately to look up and take a deep breath. He knew if he did he would have to look.
"Just leave!" Malfoy whimpered. Harry shook his head.
"I may not like you all that much but I..." he sighed. "I don't want you hurt!" he caught Malfoy off guard and Harry pulled him upright startled he feel forward clutching Harry's cloak, his eyes flew open and he stared deep into Harry's deep green ones.
"Oh no you have no idea what you've started!" Draco cried angrily.
Harry soon found himself pinned to the floor with Malfoy's mouth on his neck. Harry felt Malfoy's hard on through his pants. Draco felt like he needed Harry. He needed him with everything he had. When his skin made contact with him it felt so delicious. It felt like running through a field of daisies on a warm summer day. Or eating a box of chocolates all by himself. He was hard, painfully hard, and Harry's skin tasted delicious. He hated him so fucking much! So much he wanted to just leave little bite marks all over his beautiful French vanilla coloured skin. And when anyone asked it would be of his doing.
Draco felt like there was a monster inside of him and Harry was the only antidote.
Draco moaned in his ear "Potter," he dragged out each syllable shuddering.
"Ah - Uh - Malfoy! Get the fuck off of me"
"Shut up Potter you think I want this !"
Draco continued nibbling on his ear eliciting a groan from Harry. The groan traveled from Harry's body and soaked into Malfoy's bones. It went straight to his throbbing erection. Harry tried in vain to push away but Malfoy was unusually strong.
"I need this Potter stop and just relax, as much as I'd like to I can't punch you," Harry could feel Malfoy's fingers creeping under his robes.
Malfoy groaned when he felt his warm skin. His fingers rubbed against the hard skin that proved to be muscle.
"Oh I hate you so much," Malfoy whispered into his shirt angrily.
"I'm just going to have to scream for help!"
Harry angrily tried to get Malfoy away again trying to knee him in the crotch only for him to give a ferocious moan that echoed through the class room. Then the class room door opened. Harry felt his face turn tomato red as he saw Snape walking towards them glaring at him angrily at the duo.
"Professor! Get Malfoy off of me!"
Snape nodded curtly and flicked his wrist. Malfoy was repelled to the other side of the room as if he were a rag doll. Snape pinned him to the wall looking sadly at him.
"Mr. Malfoy who did this to you?" he looked back at Harry whose glasses sat at the tip of his nose with angry red bite marks up and down his neck. His black hair was a mess and robes ripped open. He looked ravished, Snape turned around in disgust.
" He obviously enchanted himself or something!"
"Potter I asked Mr. Malfoy something! Five points from Gryffindor for speaking out of turn and ten more for being out of dress code and participating in inappropriate activities!"
"But it's Malfoy who-"
"Another five points for talking back," Snape looked at Harry sternly. His beady black eyes through with appraising the student.
He turned back to Draco who now had a raging erection that could be seen across the room and looked painful in his pants. Draco gritted his teeth. It felt like his soul was attached to Harry and it was being ripped out of him when he was farther away. His head was pounding with a monstrous headache and god he was so hard he needed Harry!
"Professor the twit is halfway right, I- uh- Potter !" Malfoy's eyes shut tightly his lips pulled back.
He tried to touch himself trying to pull his hands off the wall. Snape walked closer to the hormone enhanced boy.
"Think about how insufferable Potter is it'll help calm you," Malfoy nodded his light eyebrows knitted together.
He thought about how stupid he was. Not wanting to be friends in year one. Who was he! He wasn't anyone! He could beat Potter at anything! He would to and he could beat him now! Then he started imagining how he would look bent over a desk with rosy cheeks with shagged hair.
"Not helping," Malfoy said through gritted teeth.
"Professor what are we going to do if we don't know what he took and he's to bogged up to answer?" Snape threw Harry an exasperated look.
"Don't you think I would have taken action If I knew Potter, I obviously enjoy watching Mr. Malfoy in pain"
Harry blinked not knowing whether to take him seriously. The Slytherin finally looked up and mumbled "Lust.. Potion... I made one and took it!" I was supposed to be making poly juice," he dropped his head again defeated by the lust coursing through his body.
Malfoy bucked against the invisible chains. "You think you can let me at him for a while at least?"
"If you ever fucking touch my like that again I'll bloody hex you!" Harry shouted from the other side of the room. His dark robes back in place.
"Potter I should let him out again but I'm afraid I don't want to see you two snogging," Snape's lips curled upward and he continued.
"However Malfoy ten points to Slytherin for practicing high level potions and showing some intellect,"
Harry approached Malfoy curiously he hadn't moved now for quite a while. He could see that his clenched knuckles were white.
"Potter go stand by the door, if you had any brains then you'd know it isn't safe to stand that close to Mr. Malfoy unless you wanted me to turn the body bind and let him at you again,"
Harry blushed and awkwardly sidestepped to the large oak door in case he went mad again. Which he knew he couldn't touch him at least not in the body bind spell Snape had put him in.
"So can you cure him?"
Snape continued over to the standard sized iron cauldron Malfoy's potion was in.
"I can't cure him of course but there is a remedy, you can never fully take the affects of a potion. Sadly from what I can see," Snape paused stirring the contents slowly. "This is a very powerful potion and will most like last for months, I'd have to take it back to my study to fully analyze it,"
"Great so there's an antidote! You should just give it to Malfoy so he won't be mad anymore!"
"Tut tut Potter you imbecile I obviously have to make the potion, if you pay any attention in my class you'd know they banned production of these potions for this exact reason! It will probably take me months -"
"WHAT!" Malfoy gasped. "I can't be lusting after Potter! I'm like Slytherin royalty! They'll think I'm a joke if they hear about this! I need a quicker fix!"
"Calm down Malfoy," he said flicking his hand at him the thick material of his dark green robes swaying.
"It'll only take three months possibly to make an antidote," Harry's eyes widened.
"Aye, Professor! I'm not sure I could bear walking around Hogwarts thinking HE might be hiding somewhere trying to jump me to snog," Harry threw a look at Draco whose eyes were fixed on Harry hungrily drinking him in. He looked like an animal hunting it's prey.
"Well it'll be done on your birthday Draco," Snape concluded.
Draco gave a tight fake smile "Yay! I get to not want to shag Harry Potter for my birthday! I could ask for nothing better," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Do what does this lust potion thingy do?" Harry asked pushing back his glasses.
Snape chuckled "That's the best question you've asked all this time," Harry let his eyes stare out the window at the green lawns strewn with students walking about.
He was aware he had now missed dinner and was late for Ron and Hermione's double date. He sadly looked back at Snape.
"Well the potions completely mental,"
"So I won't need Potter?" Draco asked hopefully.
"Actually you will the potion makes the person feel like they cannot live without the other so much that they will do anything to get to them and may even die if not in contact with them,"
Malfoy shot Harry an death glare. Harry was realizing more and more that he had to be involved in this. He stared at the floor nervously toeing the floor with his shoe. The dirty converse squeaked obnoxiously.
"So we have to, you know kiss?" he asked looking up. Snape smiled at having made Harry very uncomfortable.
"That is up to Malfoy to decide after all this is some of your fault I'm presuming. You'll have to take responsibility for what you did,"
"But I didn't-"
"Shut up Potter!" Malfoy seethed. If you hadn't messed with me we wouldn't be in this mess I told you to leave me alone. Always the hero you tried to save me and got me in a bigger mess! This is all your fault," he whispered his voice was full of malice.
Snape loomed over the boys and began to end his lesson.
"So Harry, Draco will need contact with you on a daily basis,"
"But!"
"Merlin No!" Draco's usually pale cheeks burned a bright red.
"Professor I have Quidditch practice most nights!"
"Potter you two could get expelled and I'm sure you wouldn't want Mr. Malfoy here to die. You two need to stop bickering like children. You both are of age," Malfoy looked away his face burning with embarrassment.
"The good new is that you will still hate potter for the insufferable twit he is but will want him like nothing else. Just remember how much you hate him and that should put back the urges a bit,"
He looked a Harry who was shifting from foot to foot. "Potter you are dismissed he said turning away. "I'll give you enough time to get to your room before releasing Malfoy! Scurry on don't dilly dally!"
Harry damn near fled the room feeling like he'd been hit over and over with nuclear bombs. He and Malfoy would have contact on a day to day basis. He touched the part of his neck where Malfoy gave him hickeys. How would he explain this to Ron ? He ran up the stairs whispered his rooms code and slipped through the fat ladies picture. He almost thought he could hear Draco as the painting moved back. He walked over to his bed and pulled a piece of parchment paper out of his night stand. He took a breath before writing. He did suppose it was time they start acting like adults, after all Malfoy did tell him to go away. Harry bit his lip and scrawled in bold sloppy handwriting.
Meet me in the R of R tmrw at 3pm
He decided not to sign it, it was best that way. He handed the letter to Hedgewig and collapsed in his bed. What he would give to erase today!
A/N *BEXIFINCH MODE* So did you like the first chapter? IDK if I should have made it shorter I just got really excited and typed or texted a lot! I do all of this and post it online to my live journal and deliver it to my crappy laptop which has a broken "C" button and deliver it to you! You see how fricken much I love you people! Well yah anyway, um Vote and comment please telling me what you think and what a Beta is and if I could get one. I usually edit my own stories but suck sat it cos' well I'm not that great at it. Still I add extra stuff in to make the story more sexy! You are welcome. There may be more HarryxDraco sexiness in the next chapter if I get me some likes and comments! Kay ciao!