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Chapter One: Emerald Seductive Eyes

It was the first Monday at Hogwarts, the famous school of witchcraft and wizardry. Harry Potter and his friends, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley were about to start their third year. As usual, Hermione was already busy, focusing on her subjects. She had picked as many as she could take. Harry and Ron left the Gryffindor common room after her. They went down to the Hall to have breakfast.

"Dementor, dementor!" – someone said out loud, so everyone would hear. This came from the Slytherin table. It was Draco Malfoy. He and Harry were enemies since the first night, after the boy who lived rejected his handshake.

Potter ignored and sat down. Ginny, Ron's younger and only sister, waved at him and smiled. He smiled back, wondering if her shyness towards him was gone.

"How are you, Harry?" – she asked, her cheeks turning pink.

"I'm fine… Well, not so fine. First class is potions, you know?" – he sighed, clearly unhappy. The ginger girl giggled.

"Bloody hell! I can't believe we'll start every week with potions. Seriously? Like if it wasn't already bad enough be Monday, we'll have to put up with Snape."

"It's Professor Snape, Weasley." – a deep, cold voice said, making Harry and Ronald feel chills.

And there was he. Cold and dark eyes, greasy dark hair, black robes, hooked nose. That was Severus Snape, Potions master. Harry would remember his first potions class forever. He hated Snape since the first day. And he knew Snape hated him back.

"Ten points from Gryffindor. Unbelievable… The year has barely begun and Gryffindor is already losing points. Oh… - Snape looked at the four hourglasses. Then he said, clearly sneering. – Starting with points below zero, are we?"

Giving the youngers no time to say anything, Severus walked towards the teacher's table, with his black robe flying behind him.

Malfoy and the other Slytherins could barely hide their satisfaction. In fact, they didn't even worry about that, laughing so loud.

The potions class was a nightmare, surprisingly for Harry, who was not used to that at all. After all, potions was his favourite subject.

Malfoy, on the other hand, spent the whole time starring at the famous Gryffindor. He couldn't help it. His grey eyes felt were attracted to Harry's green eyes.

"So beautiful…" – Draco thought. Snape, who was near his workbench, noticed and got closer, looking at his godson, trying to unveil that look in his eyes. The boy noticed and continued brewing his potion.

At the end of the day, the Malfoy heir couldn't think of anything but Harry Potter, the object of his affection.

"I tried… I swear I tried, but I can't…" – he said to himself, on his way to the dungeons. It was getting harder, keeping distance from Potter. Every year was more difficult that the one before. – "Come on, don't be a prat, Draco… You're a Malfoy. You got to find a pure blood woman and that's all. Everyone but Parkinson. She's so annoying and I can definitely get better one for me."

By this time, he was already inside Slytherin common room. Luxurious place, that was. Expensive decoration and dark. He went to the dormitory and laid on his bed. With a flick of his wand, the curtains slid, hiding him from anyone who entered the room.

The boy started to unbutton his shirt and removed his necktie, feeling somehow released. His fingers started to caress his chest. So warm, his heart racing. Moved his hand down, towards his belly. His pale skin was so soft. Just a little bit down and the hand slipped inside his pants.

Draco's sighs filled the room. His hand job was taking him to heaven, but he felt like he wasn't complete.

"P-Potter… move that hand faster!" – he asked, even though he knew that would not be possible. At least not now. He breathed faster and faster, until he cum in his hand, filling it with his white essence. – "Ah! Fuck, Potter…"

If someone told Harry what was happening, at that precisely moment, in the dungeons, he would not believe. How could he, anyway?

"And why on earth am I thinking about that faggot? Always messing up with me… I hate them." – sparks lightening the emerald eyes. – "I should be thinking about Sirius Black and how to avenge my parents."

Sirius Black was a killer on the loose. As it seems, he was the responsible for Harry's parents death. Hermione and Ron were worried about any stupid action their friend could make.

Later on that week, the Gryffindor quidditch team had training, just after Slytherin. Harry was so excited about riding his Nimbus 2000 again that he was the first Gryff to get there. When he entered the changing room, he sensed a presence. It was Draco Malfoy, who was still dressing up. His platinum hair was wet and he looked even sexier than he usually was.

Harry went to the opposite bench and started undressing himself, making no noise. But Malfoy had already noticed him.

"What's up, scar head?" – Draco asked, laughing, while dressing his white shirt up and buttoning it.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy." – the dark haired boy hissed, still with his back turned. Harry was determined to not let Malfoy ruin his evening.

"So you think you can give me orders, huh?" – the Slytherin boy grabbed Harry's right shoulder, turning the boy to face him. The other hand grabbed his wrists and lifted them, holding them above the dark haired head. Then, the grey eyes looked down, observing his rival's harmless body. Harry's muscles were slightly defined. Without noticing, Malfoy bit his lower lip, maybe trying to contain the excitement he was feeling. He could also feel Harry's unsuccessful attempts of struggling.

"You leave me alone right now or I swear I'll kick your ass, Malfoy! And I don't care about what Snape will do!" – the boy was furious. Or so it seemed. He had been humiliated during his whole childhood because he had no choice. Now, it was different.

"Is that so?" – Malfoy could not avoid grinning. He made sure his left hand was holding those wrists tight. The other hand grabbed Harry's chin. With a last intense look, he glued his lips to Potter's.

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