Hey out there! Glad for the great responses! I really didn't think this would spark anyones interest LOL guess I was slightly wrong in that presumption -

Well I decided that I would update sooner rather than later though I can't guarantee that I will be updating very soon after this one.

Anyhow… Malfoy's turn in these wacky events hehe

For the love of my boxers

Chapter 4

Amusing Passion

There are some things which one can share with others, such things include homework, candy (though I normally keep a stash secret from Crabbe and Goyle) and showers.

Things which are NOT included however is a midnight force-tackle-and-tie with Hogwarts famous Harry Potter and this is EXACTLY what happened (the sharing part that is) when I was interrogating him with the fact that he was caught by me.

Honestly, how was I supposed to know that anyone else in the castle was going to be hanging around at this bloody time at night?! Here I thought I was going to have my sweet delectable time with the dessert of all desserts and these twerps just HAD to burst into THIS classroom. Nooo just couldn't take the one beside it which WASN'T LOCKED!

Well I guess it's best if I started off with the interrogating session. Potter of course, being the most stubborn human to walk the earth, was obviously not listening to me because I could see him trying to back talk me behind that ass-of-a-balaclava.

I was GOING to tell him my plan and let him go quietly but thought better of it when his green eyes glared through the dark… I swear if he knew what that glare could do to ¾ of the school population then he would have it surgically removed out of disgust… or kept in proper condition with a 'permentus' spell.

I must have given him a dazed look (or to others it would have looked like I was staring at a crazy person) because his face twisted into something I could only describe as constipated and as this is me, Sexiest Slytherin Student since the Seventeenth Century, I needed to SHARE this with him.

"Potter, why do you have a constipated look on your face?" I smirked as he proceeded to try and tell me exactly why he had that look, ignoring his obvious protests I circled his chair attempting to capture the glint of the moonlight in my eyes to make me look more malicious.

What? I'm a Malfoy after all! I HAVE to keep up my standards of appearance. Though I wasn't about to let Potty here see through my little mask, years of practise has enabled this Malfoy to possess the poker-face-ability.

Deciding that circling the chair reminded me too much of bully-in-the-playground, I opted on siting in front of him on the weather beaten desk, just in time to see him gnawing at the ropes and attempting to pull them off. With great, GREAT effort not to laugh, I sneer at him.

"You know, struggling only makes the ropes tighter" and prize to the most obvious statement goes to…

His eyes throw me that oh-so-full-of-hatred-and-lust glare and I can't help that the room has suddenly gotten so hot. So I lick my lips and loosen my tie… hopefully not in the way that suggests that I want to shag Potter within an inch of his life.

Great… now his eyes are the size of overgrown bludgers, honestly, you would think that Harry Potter of all people would have a little bit of restraint. I'd hate to see his first time bumping uglies with some poor (literally, seeing the way that weaslette looks at him) Gryffindor.

Or maybe our great hero swims in the OTHER Lake? Now THAT thought just made everything much more interesting… a smirk from me and judging from the look on four-eye's face, it was like the cat that got the milk.

Unfortunately before I could even attempt to scratch out my old plan and carry out with mission screw-Potter-senseless, there was a bloody disturbance at the door which I conveniently locked (though considering that they managed to get in, I would have to research on a better locking spell)

"In here! Filch is gonna find us!" I could tell that drunken voice belonged to none other than Blaise Zabini, I swear… one of these day's Professor Snape is going to find his stash of butterbeer and all explanations are going to fly straight out the window.

I looked down at Potter's lit up expression when the commotion had started, so the halfwit thinks that this will be his freedom? I think not!

"The doors locked!!" I almost wanted to scream as I dragged Potter into a corner (he was definitely trying his hardest to flail about like the damsel in distress) … Stating the obvious is one thing but being as dumb as a doorknob was something else altogether. Since my super sensitive abilities allowed me to identify lurkers, I knew immediately this was brainless Crabbe talking. What they were doing at this time of night I'd hate to know but I had a hunch it involved …

"Oh for crying out loud! Don't you guys know ANYTHING?"

… Bingo

I think my night just keeps getting better and better!

"ALOHOMORA" and the door bangs open like it usually does when that spell is uttered … and in scuttle our beloved (if not crude and damn disgusting) three-some.

Oh brilliant, one simple spell and bang, the door's open. That just goes to show that my father knows piss all about the dark arts and their deficiency of casting locking spells… though they do have a couple of sex tricks up their sleeves considering the amount of diaries lying about in my father's study.. hmmm…

I could hear the talking but for some reason, none of the conversation filtered through as I was currently engaged in a tough battle with my memory, forcing out that position I saw on page…

"…what are you… MALFOY???" was the cutting voice through my thoughts, and no I was not shocked that it was Miss Granger Mudblood calling my name, my shock was merely because I was caught slightly drooling at the concept of shagging Harry Potter senseless with a practised lap dance.

Stupid Granger, why the hell was she acting all surprised at the fact that I was here with the boy-who-lived (so-I-could-shag-him-a-few-school-years-later) I bet a million galleons that Potty boy here didn't even know that she set up this whole meeting with me the ice prince-Slytherin in order to keep her secret safe.

So being me, a malicious and always hot blonde boy, I snarled at her… basically summing up what exactly it meant to annoy a Malfoy.

Of course… still putting up with the outside façade of being the prissy know it all, she wouldn't just back down from an argument… so I spent about 5 of my precious minutes attempting to shut her up with a couple of well chosen insults and threats. No luck whatsoever, some people just don't LEARN!

Then CRABBE decided he wanted to join in, by interrupting me with a "Malfoy, just what exactly are you doing? Harry looks cold" statement. Honestly, I don't know why I put up with ANY of these imbeciles.

It was then that I saw all these hungry, lusting Slytherin boys staring at Potter like he was some kind of 7 course meal complete with a delectable ticket to heaven afterwards… that was the last straw!

I could take 'sharing' a room to hide in, I could take an argument with a bucktooth mudblood, hell, I could even take Crabbe's weird comment… but the one thing I could NOT take… was someone else looking at Harry Potter THAT way.

I practically bellowed out "None of any of you guy's business, now if you excuse me!" blast those Gryffindors and their insane looks, I did the only thing necessary and flicked up my wand (no pun intended) and I could have sworn I heard that Granger girl say through her teeth "Use the levitating spell"

Gryffindor's amaze me sometimes with their cruel traits to turn upon one another, and it didn't seem as though Dumbledore's quote of "Its even harder to turn upon your friends.." seemed to have sunk into their brains.

So I cast the spell, taking her word for it, to the thorough disgust of Potter who started to thrash like a beached mermaid and unbelievably so, swiftly turned himself upside down. So from my point of view… he had his delicate little butt stuck to the chair while his head slowly filled with blood.

An amusing sight if any…

I saw Granger shoot me a wink as I walked by without a thought, and she up righted the boy before sending us on our way. I'd have to thank that girl someday, her tactics would definitely come in handy, even if she is a shudder Mudblood.

Stalking out, I had managed to throw a spell at the door behind me to shut it from the prying eyes, despite her enormous help, I couldn't have her two Slytherin drinking buddies (Yes DRINKING BUDDIES and nothing MORE… I hate to think that she would be getting it on with my cronies) ogling at MY Potter.

"Dear Potter… Do you happen to know why Granger there dogged you?" I snickered slightly, as if I was going to tell Golden Boy here why his best friend blackmailed him, even if it was all for his enjoyment as well as mine. I had the ammunition I needed to keep him begging for more.

Ah perfect, a classroom door just beckoned to me as I kicked various doors open and searched the corridors for some sign of interference (such as Filch's filthy cat)

Once I was sure of it all… into the classroom we went… gleefully smirking as I took in the perimeter.

Of course I couldn't enter without first locking, silencing and throwing some more protective spells on any entry point of the classroom, including the windows as they tend to attract perverted birds and squirrels. You never know who's looking at you in the Wizarding world, animals and humans alike… which is why I have no windows in my personal bathroom…

I blinked innocently at Potter who looked as if he was sweating a waterfall and muttering obscenities under his breath.

I was prepared for this moment before but as there was an obvious disruption, I had to repeat the gesture playing out in my mind. Withdrawing the camera from my pocket first, I began to undress as seductively as possible.

Now considering that I can look sexy without trying, think about how much MORE entertained one would be with a little effort involved… I could already see Potter's eyes glazing over at the sight of my school vest. Talk about hormones.

"The reason why.." I pulled off the vest and folded neatly next to my robe "..Granger didn't help you.." I may as well tell him some sort of white lie as I took off these annoying garments, my fingers got stuck while trying to undo the tie... but I managed to pull it off like a strip dancer would have.

"… is because..." I licked my lips at the way Potter's mouth was just dangling open, and I could have sworn that he jumped a little. Uncomfortable already hmm?

I undressed to the point where I was wearing my boxers, socks and tie, something which I have seen Potter in plenty of times and have taken a fancy to. I almost forgot to uncast the spell causing Potter to hover but nothing passes this Slytherin's mind.

I removed his gag and according to my position in front of him, he looked as if he had fallen straight into heaven. I raised my eyebrows at his reaction, honestly is my body really that enticing?... On second thoughts, YES it is… and it would be more enticing with Potter's body pressed up against it.

Grinning devilishly at the thought of it, I fished the camera off the table (obviously without Potter noticing, seeing as his eyes were feasting on my Adonis body) and ground myself on his body… Merlin, if I had allowed anyone to get close to this, I would have recommended the act as a stress reliever.

I took a picture of me wrapped around his body and he seemed to have snapped a bit from the sound but I paid no attention to it. The pictures would definitely go well with my collection.

Sitting seductively on the floor, I took another picture, spreading Potter's legs (smirking magnificently of course) and pretending to lick up his inner thigh (something which would be attempted later in the privacy of my own room I promise you that!)

It wasn't until I realized that after about a million shots, my camera finally finished its film. Oh wells, there was always time for acting of course… but the real action would definitely merit some attention as well. I grinned as cheekily as possible at Potter who had a sexy disheveled look about him, not to mention the removal of most of his attire gave him bonus points.

I was surprised as anyone when I removed his binds that he didn't push me away, instead he had the nerve to grab my ass-ets and grind upwards. I could only comprehend one last thought before I blocked out everything other than Potter, when my lips had finally found their captive, the taste of chocolate and strawberries remained permanent on my tongue.

TBC

There you have it… another chapter done

Going to be a while like I always tend to do

Hope you liked it