Title: The Boy Who Kept Falling in Love
Writer: Me; Azkaban91; Rosa.
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I don't know these characters, I didn't create them, they belong to J.K. Rowling. This story is mine though, so don't steal.
Summary: Harry Potter keeps falling for the wrong girls... but maybe it's not a girl he's supposed to fall for.
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, a bunch of people that aren't really interesting.
Author's note: This is my first story in 3 years, so don't be too hard on me. / SEX SEX SEX!
Enjoy. :]
Harry was busy cleaning cauldrons in the potion's classroom, when he heard the door slam. He assumed someone had entered, but he was too busy working. He only looked up when he noticed someone staring at him.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" He asked, when he laid eyes on the blonde.
"Don't get your hopes up, Potter. I'm just here to give Professor Snape my homework from last week." Draco said.
"Oh, you were allowed to hand it in just now, didn't you? Unlike everyone else who had to sumbit it in on time." Harry said annoyed. "Teacher's pet." He murmurred.
"Shut it, Potter."
"Fuck you." Harry replied.
Draco froze. That sounded so familiar.
"Like you even could." Draco snorted, but immediatly regretted doing so. He had an awful deja-vu moment, and something inside him told him this had actually happened before.
He stared at Harry, eyes wide open, but the Gryffindor didn't show any sign of live. Their eye-contact was only broken when they heard a door open at the front of the classroom and they both turned their heads.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy. You came to deliver your homework?" Snape asked, smiling content.
"Oh.. right." Draco said, caught completely off guard. Something about the situation he was just in had thrown him off. Though, for the life of him, he couldn't figure out what had made it so very weird and awkward. He quickly walked towards Snape and handed over his homework, and almost immediatly turned around to make his way out. When he passed Harry, who was already scrubbing cauldrons again, their eyes met for a brief second, before both of them turned away quickly.
After that, Harry finished cleaning soon and made his way back towards his common room, glad that his detention was over.
When he entered he immediatly spotted Parvati, sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace. He had spent most of his free time with her recently, basically because she just always seemed to be around, and she was one of the few that didn't look at him like some weird god.
He sat down next to the girl and smiled, quickly patching up a conversation. They talked for a bit, and the mood quickly rose. Soon they were laughing and practically falling into each other arms. When she looked up at him, and her eyes shot towards his lips he already knew what was going to happen. He felt her lips on his and he quietly decided to just go along with it.
He wasn't sure if he really liked her that way, but he did like feeling loved, and right now he felt extremely loved.
It didn't take long for them to officialy start dating, and Harry was happy. Well, except for the fact that besides a few kisses, they hadn't really gotten anywhere. He wasn't just interested in sex, he really enjoyed the sweet and romantic moments, but he was a guy and he needed atleast something.
They didn't kiss all that often, most of the time they just cuddled a bit. When they did kiss, and Harry was trying to go further, Parvati always stopped him, saying that she wasn't ready yet.
Harry wasn't sure how much of that he should believe, he knew Parvati's reputation all too well. Several jealous guys had even told him he was just another one-night stand. And Harry almost wished he was, so atleast he would've gotten some by now.
Frustrated as he was, he decided to join another party together with his friends and Parvati. Maybe after a few drinks she would loosen up and they would finally get a move on.
However, halfway through the party he had left Parvati, who was constantly blabbing with Belinda about some rumours, and made his way to the bar.
He had downed about 5 shots of Firewhisky when he decided to walk around for a little bit.
Just after he had gotten up he bumped into a familiar Slytherin.
"Potter, heard you have a new girlfriend already. You really do like the easy ones, hm? She's banged about half of Hogwarts already." Draco smiled drunkily.
Harry groaned. Why did he hear those things so often, yet somehow Parvati wasn't going to give him any? It seemed like everyone could get into her pants except for him.
It had gotten extremely crowded at the party, so crowded even that everyone just kept running into each other.
Harry was just about to tell Draco to shut up when said blonde was roughly pushed aside, to stumble against Harry.
The Gryffindor groaned, the sudden feeling of another body flush against his own quickly arousing him.
"Fuck." He muttered, hoping that Draco wouldn't notice the growing bulge in his pants. Although he knew that was probably too much to ask for.
"Hmm, wha's that? Getting hard already?" Draco whispered seductively, apparently enjoying the effect he had on the dark-haired teen.
"I-it's just been a while..." Harry mumbled.
"Really? While dating a slut like Patil? Merlin, Potter, you can't even get into her pants?"
"Shuttup" Harry slurred.
"This part of your disagrees." Draco said. He pushed his hips into Harry's, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Ungh." The Gryffindor moaned
"Maybe I should fix it." Draco whispered into his ear, making Harry shiver.
In Harry's drunken state, this somehow seemed like the best idea he had ever heard.
"Yes! Let's go." He whispered and grabbed Draco's hand, pulling him out of the room and into the hallway.
"My room. Come on."
Harry wasn't sure what time it was, but when they entered his dormroom the curtains of the other beds were already drawn, telling him that his friends had gone to sleep.
"Sssssh." He whispered to Draco, laughing at the feeling of his pursed lips. Draco grinned and quickly pressed his own lips against Harry's. The Gryffindor moaned softly as a tongue entered his mouth.
"Hmm, bed." Harry gasped as he slowly pushed Draco towards it, all the while pressing his body firmly against the blonde, feeling the obvious arousel in his pants. They stumbled and fell down on the bed laughing. Both of them quickly kicked of their shoes and settled on the bed. Harry had just enough sense to pull his wand out and cast a charm for his curtains to close, before Draco latched onto his neck. The blonde was sucking and kissing as if his life depended on it, and if Harry were sober he would realise that this was going to leave a mark.
"Ugh, fuck." He moaned, loving the feeling of Draco's mouth on his neck, while his hands roamed his body.
Draco's hands slipped under the Gryffindor's shirt and pushed it up so they could play on the warm chest beneath him. His fingers found Harry's nipples and he lazily toyed with them, still sucking on the boy's neck. Harry moaned in response and pushed his own hands underneath Draco's shirt, desperatly trying to get it off. The blonde let go of Harry's neck, looking at the mark he just left with pride, as he lifted up his arms for the dark-haired boy to take of his shirt.
Soon both shirts were discarded and Harry flipped Draco over to lay on top of him, kissing his way from the other boy's neck towards his bellybutton. He flicked his tongue over the blonde's nipples a few times, earning very pleased moans, as he made his way down. His hands were fumbling with Draco's beltbuckle and he stopped his kissing to pull at the buckle in annoyance when it wouldn't loosen. He was about to shout out in frustration when Draco's hands smacked his away so he could undo his beltbuckle himself, immediatly followed by him pushing his pants and underwear down his legs and kicking them off. Harry stared at Draco's cock, and his own twitched at the sight, before quickly removing his own clothes. He moved up to ravage the other boy's mouth again, while his hand gripped Draco's length firmly. The blonde moaned in Harry's mouth, and Harry thought he couldn't possibly be more turned on.
"Harry." Draco moaned. "Fuck...ah" He gasped as Harry's thumb trailed over his cock's head. "Fuck me!" He cried, desperate to feel the other boy inside him.
Harry stopped moving and blinked at Draco in surprise, still processing what had just been said. But he quickly complied as he pushed Draco's legs upwards and settled himself between them.
"Wait!" Draco gasped. He grabbed his wand and cast a quick spell to lube Harry's cock. Harry grinned and bent down to capture Draco's lips in a kiss, as his right hand guided his cock towards the blonde's entrance. Harry's tongue moved to explore Draco's mouth, teasing the roof of his mouth, making Draco moan in pleasure. At the same time Harry pushed his cock into Draco, staying still for a couple of seconds to let the blonde adjust to the new feeling. Draco groaned in obvious discomfort, but Harry's lips never left his, calming Draco quickly and making him want more. He wiggled his hips a little to let Harry know he wanted him to move. The Gryffindor didn't have to be told twice and he pulled out of the blonde to quickly thrust his entire length back in.
"You're so tight." Harry moaned softly as he steadied himself above Draco, leaning on his arms, quickly thrusting in and out of Draco at different angles.
"Oh God!" Draco cried out as Harry hit his prostate. Harry moaned at the sound of Draco's cries and made sure to hit that exact same spot everytime he thrusted back in.
"Harry!" Draco moaned as his head started to spin, his hand moving down to touch his own throbbing erection. Harry quickly swatted Draco's hand away as he wrapped his own hand around Draco's length, jerking everytime he pulled himself out of Draco. The blonde trashed beneath Harry in pleasure.
"Fuck!" Harry gasped as the felt Draco's muscles clench around him. He was so close.
"God, Harry!" Draco cried out as his orgasm shook through him, the clenching of Draco's muscles and the sound of his cries sending Harry over the edge as well with a strangled cry of his own.
He collapsed onto the blonde and slowly pulled out of him. Moments later he moved onto his back next to the Slytherin to try and catch his breath. Draco mumbled something incohorent before placing his head on Harry's chest and snuggling into him. The Gryffindor wrapped his arm around Draco before they both fell into a dreamless slumber.