Chapter 1: The Mistletoe Curse
It started with a whisper floating down the corridor to where Draco was. The block of stone he was levitating to fit part of the upper wall hung still in the air when he heard Potter's name being mentioned followed by very shrill giggles as the voices got closer.
"God! Isn't Harry just a dream? He's so gorgeous! I wish he'd look my way so that I can jump him!" Draco snorted and resumed his task but keeping an ear out.
"Yeah you keep on wishing. With the rate he's been kissing all those guys, I don't think he'll ever be interested in girls much less you. " Her friend chirped and from the sounds of it, she was being hit with a book as they shrieked out laughing. Draco couldn't help rolling his eyes as he spelled the remaining blocks onto the wall. Girls, now days, he thought shaking his head. No decorum what so ever.
"That's just a curse Ginny put on Harry when they broke up. I'm sure it will break soon." She said confidently. A smirk painted his lips. He was definitely going to congratulate that red haired bint. Sure, Potter might have defended them in the trial, but that certainly does not mean that they were friends. Even though there were no real animosity behind them, a habit of antagonizing each other was definitely hard to break.
"What curse?" Draco asked stepping out of the wards and the girls who had squeezed into the alcove startled with a shriek.
"Merlin's beard! Don't do that! Where in the world did you pop out from?" He smirked recognizing the Ravenclaw fifth year and her Hufflepuff friend nudged her drooling openly at his slicked with sweat half naked body. He silently preened and ignored the attention repeating the question. "What curse did Ginny put on Potter?"
They cleared their throat surreptitiously wiping the corner of their mouths. The Hufflepuff answered him. "We don't actually know. But after they broke up, mistletoe started appearing above his head whenever he's near a boy and Harry would kiss them till the mistletoe disappears."
Draco was stunned that he hadn't noticed this. Well it wasn't as though he had nothing to do. But now that he didn't have to rush off to repair the school before breakfast and during half of his lunch as much, maybe he'd get to actually witness this. So he chuckled appreciatively. "That must have been humiliating."
"I wouldn't be too sure." The Ravenclaw teased her friend. "He looks like he enjoys it too much. It's like he's addicted to it."
"Harry is not gay!" The Hufflepuff shrieked scandalized and hit her friend with the book in her hand. Draco rolled his eyes again leaving the girls after he spelled himself clean and put on his school robes.
He entered the great hall and headed straight for the Slytherin table. Blaise handed him his school bag as he took his seat across him. Greg grinned at him before he resumed attacking the mash potatoes before him. There was a slight pang when he looked at the empty spot they left. Vincent used to occupy that seat.
"Draco." Pansy crooned hooking her arms around him shoving her face onto his shoulder. "How was it today? Tell me it's finishing soon. I'm bored with these two, they're so boring."
This girl had become too clingy of late he thought as he extricated himself with difficulty. The girl pouted and kept quiet for a moment waiting for Draco as he drank his fill. "I wouldn't even tell you even when it's finished Pansy." He said and filled his plate.
"But Draco! It really is dull here! Nobody is playing pranks anymore and Snape is just not quite how he is used to be." She whined. Their eyes fell to the teachers table up front. Their head of the house was currently spoon feeding Professor Lupin with the corniest smile on his face. They shuddered as one and Draco fought a gag as he spoke. "So it's not true then? I heard Potter had been kissing half of the boys here."
Pansy giggled in that annoying way of hers. "Oh, that one is true. I thought Ginny would have hexed his balls off when he told her he wanted to break up." She giggled again. "It happened right here you know. That stupid Potter, did he actually think that nothing would happen to him if he broke up with her just because there were a lot of people present in the hall?" She sniffed and Draco thought he heard her mutter 'insensitive prick'. He sniggered wishing he could have seen his face. "Then of course that ugly slut blustered in that unbecoming way of hers and hexed him. So far, none of the professors could do anything about it." Scratch congratulating the weaslette. He was going to buy her tons of candies at the next Hogsmeade weekend.
"Oh, here he comes, maybe something will happen today." Draco smirked watching the raven haired boy. He was searching the hall anxiously, probably for a certain Weasley. Relief then crossed his face and he stepped in. Some of the boys who were making their way out steered clear from him. One of the younger ones though, eagerly walked close. He held his breath watching out for the mistletoe they say would appear above his messy head. But Potter just kept on oblivious to the young boy and a sigh of disappointment left his lips matching the crestfallen face. It was obvious that the boy wanted a snog with the famous Harry Potter.
Then Blaise kicked his shin. "This is when it happens." He said watching the entrance. Draco twisted around and saw the Weaselette standing there with a very devilish smile. He quickly turned to where Potter was and snickered watching his stricken face as the mistletoe popped into existence. Zacharias Smith who had just left his table and was the nearest to Potter whimpered as he grabbed the front of the boy's robe and slammed their lips together.
The Slytherin table hooted with laughter and catcalls as they watched the boy who lived pushed Smith onto the Gryffindor table. Goblets and plates crashed to the floor. Potter straddled the boy and kept on kissing, the side of his face very red with embarrassment. Draco could see their tongues mingling and the way Potter nibbled Smith's bottom lips. His loins stirred surprisingly at the sight and he crossed his legs clamping his hardening length harshly. Damn it! He was here to see Potter's humiliation, not his own.
Just as he was about to tear his eyes away, the mistletoe disappeared. Potter scrambled off him. "You freak!" Smith yelled rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand taking off like a hare. "I'm really sorry!" Potter called out and sat down looking utterly miserable. Granger patted his back pityingly.
"That was fun isn't it?" Pansy said looking at him, happily snaking her arms around his waist.
"Actually that was quite hot." Blaise sputtered on his pumpkin juice before laughing. Draco would have to be surprise later that Greg had spoken at all but right now, he simply had to agree with him as he kept watching the specky git. Potter, as though sensing his gaze looked up and blushed which set another stirring at the base of his cock. The boy quickly looked away and Draco smirked. That was fucking… adorable.
"What do you think of Harry's plight Severus?" Remus asked brushing his lover's midnight hair. They were still damp from their shared baths and he buried his face into the soft locks smelling the sweet scent. Too bad it couldn't stay like that for long.
"What about the brat?" Severus scoffed as he marked his students' works with a slight sneer marring his face. The werewolf smacked his back lightly. "Don't call him a brat. He's the reason why you're exonerated." Severus sighed catching his hand and kissed it. "Don't get mad. Old habits die hard." He said looking up into those brown eyes. Remus smiled planting a kiss on his forehead.
"So what can we do to stop it?" he questioned. Severus returned to marking the parchment and sneered again at the unintelligent sentence on it before writing a huge 'T' across the parchment adding a few scathing remarks at the top of the page. He set it aside pulling his lover onto his laps. "Well Filius said that he was still working on it since the Weasley girl refused to lift up the spell." He said and quickly placed a finger onto Remus's lips when it looked like he was going to speak. "And I've already told you that I can't do anything about it because I honestly do not know how to undo the hex."
"Surely you can make a potion for him." He began saying and Severus shook his head. "But it's not like he's sick for me to administer a potion. So we'll just have to wait till the hex wears off."
"That maybe so." Remus said tapping his lips as though in thought. "And maybe Harry just needs to be kissed by his true love to cancel out the curse he's dealing with."
His lover laughed a deep melody sending shivers up his spine. "That's just fairy tale Remus."
The werewolf shrugged shifting on his lap for a more comfortable position. He liked the hitch in Severus breathing and the feel of his hardening cock beneath him. "That's what I did for you."
"That wasn't a kiss. You bit me." Severus corrected clenching the wolf's hips. The smile on his face was hungry as he shifted again to straddle him and Severus barely checked the gasp at the contact of another hard cock other than his own. "It is the kiss of a wolf. It saved your life from Nagini's venom." He said rocking languorously and Severus's inner wolf growled pulling his mate into a ravenous kiss, their tongues dueling, their lower bodies rutting into each other shooting shocking sensations through them.
"For the love of Merlin get a room you two!" Draco who had been there all along helping the Potions Master sort out newly ordered ingredients yelled. He gagged when one of the two moaned and was out of the door when they began tearing at each other's clothes.
"Fucking irresponsible adults!" he grumbled stalking away as he rubbed his eyes to banish the image. He was wondering if it would hurt to scourgify his eyes when he found himself flattened rather painfully on the ground as he turned a corner. "You imbecile! Get the fuck off me!" he hissed both in anger and the bump that was forming at the back of his head. The person scrambled off him and pulled him up. He was surprised at the emerald eyes that met his. "Potter –"
"Hide me!" The boy nearly screeched clutching his robe. He looked around terrified at the voices that were suddenly echoing around the dungeons. He whipped back looking up at him. "Please?" he pleaded. Draco's perfectly arched eyebrows shot up. He smirked down to the boy who smelled tantalizingly like apples and grasses. He rather liked the fact that the wonder boy was begging him. The voices grew louder and those green eyes became larger.
Oh my, what pretty eyes you have.
Draco pried Potter's hands and dragged him through the dungeons to an unused closet. He pushed him in and closed the door. Well, well. This is very nice indeed. "Aren't you going to lock the door?" Potter whispered, his warm breath pleasantly playing havoc on the side of his neck. Draco drew out his wand and muttered a disillusionment charm. "If we do that then they will suspect that you're here and will never leave till you come out."
Right on cue, the door banged opened. It startled Potter into hugging him and hiding his face in the crook of his neck. Maybe Draco has an inner wolf too because it was certainly purring as he wound his arms around the boy's waist aligning their bodies closer.
"I could have sworn I saw him coming in here!" The girl behind them panted.
"Maybe you saw wrong. How can the Slytherins see anything down here and it's so fucking cold!" Another girl complained.
"What are you girls doing down here and after hours I might add." Draco smirked. Blaise had certainly learned something from him. That drawl had one of the girls whimpering.
"We – We were lo – looking for someone Head Boy Zabini." A girl stuttered. He so wanted to snicker at that. Blaise had also insisted the lower forms to call him that after he flashed that badge. There was a moment of silence and he could just imagine the blistering cold look on Blaise's face.
"And I care for this how? Twenty points from Ravenclaw and ten points from Hufflepuff, now off you go. If I ever catch you out here after hours again, I shall report to your head of houses. Is that understood?" Another silence and they heard the girls scurrying away. Draco peeked around and watched his friend closing the door without seeing them.
"Breathe Potter." It was Draco's turn to drawl, sniggering when the shorter boy let out a shuddering breath which set his inner beast purring again. "What has the Savior of the Wizarding World turned into cowering away from a bunch of girls?" he said. Potter flashed his brilliant green eyes angrily at him. "It wasn't my fault that I'm cursed with that mistletoe thing so it's not my fault that their stupid boyfriends fell for me!"
"Shut up Potter." He hushed as his fingers scratched lightly on the boy's hip. "Do you want them to come back for you?" The shorter boy blushed realizing how close they were and tried to push him off making him chuckle. "Surely you're not embarrassed after kissing all those blokes."
"I'm not! I just don't like it that you're too close." Potter hissed now trying to get around him to the door. The blonde's lips curled amused. "So you do admit that you like kissing boys." The boy stopped struggling in favour of glaring at him. "I would have hexed you if only I had my wand."
Always a feisty one Harry Potter and he somewhat relish it. "So where might this precious wand of yours be?" He asked eyeing the boy. Rather foolish of him to go anywhere without his wand even if the war was over. Potter sighed lowering his eyes as though ashamed. "It's in the back pocket of my other jeans." He mumbled.
Back pocket huh... and Draco smirked lowering his hand from the boy's hips and slipping into the back pocket squeezing the firm cheek.
"Malfoy!" He yelped eyes widening, involuntarily bucking into him from the touch. "Just checking." he drawled squeezing once more. Potter started pushing frantically at him again. "Let me go! Let me go you bloody pervert!"
"Alright! You're going to wake the whole castle up." The blond said backing away with a smirk and opened the door. The shorter boy rushed passed him and whirled around stomping on his foot. Draco bit back a pained yell glaring at his long-time rival. He damn nearly smiled when the boy stuck out his tongue childishly before running off to the Gryffindor tower. Ooh he'll certainly get him back for that.
Tbc... I hope that you readers like it and reviews are very much welcome even if it's tough love ^^