Warning: Slash/Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter Lemon in later chapters.

Some OOC-ness.

Rating: R for graphic lemon, but just to be safe.

Disclaimer: I, psycho neko-chan, do not own Harry Potter or any of these characters.

N: Ohmygod, I never thought I'd get to write again! Man, school has been hard, or is it work last Saturday that has kept me from writing this?...I don't know. Anyway, thank you all who have reviewed and have been patient with me. On to the net installment of Eventful Detention!!!

Eventful Detention Chapter 4

Class the next day went by slowly as Harry anxiously waited for detention.

He saw Malfoy a few times that day as they passed by each other in the halls. But, the Slytherin did not smirk as he casually walked by, which was odd. Then again, he had been acting odd for a while.

It had been clear to him since he asked Hermione the night before that another confrontation was needed. If Malfoy was indeed only acting he liked the bespectacled boy, then there would be no reason to fall even more in love with him. He made his way to the storage room, awaiting the heaps of cauldron's he would have to wash.

But there were none.

Not one cauldron was in sight.

Harry looked around, wondering what had happened to the dirty pots until he heard the storage room door open, creaking eerily. He turned around to see the Slytherin, face completely calm.

"Malfoy." Harry breathed, his heart fluttering in excitement. Without a moment's hesitation, Malfoy had slithered right up to him, his hands grabbing Harry's shoulders.

"Mal-mmffff!" Harry couldn't finish his sentence as Malfoy's warm, forcing lips latched on to his own. The Gryffindor struggled, trying to gasp for breath, obviously not ready for the kiss. With all his strength, Harry pushed Malfoy back, inhaling sharply.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" The Slytherin asked, closing the gap between them again. A heavy blush and a weird feeling erupted from Harry.

"W-What the Hell!" He yelled, backing up as he did so many times before. He felt the wall behind him and his eyes fluttered closed, mouth parted slightly, secretly hoping Malfoy would try to kiss him again.

Instead, he felt beautiful warmth on his neck. Malfoy nibbled slightly, his hands holding Harry's shoulders again, keeping him against the wall. A shuddering gasp left Harry's mouth. He could feel Malfoy smirk against his skin and he pulled away, looking at the blushing Gryffindor.

"Do you like it?" The Slytherin hissed. Harry's hand landed on his shoulders, trying to push him away to no avail. Harry felt weak and vulnerable. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Why? Why are you doing this…Draco?" Malfoy blushed a bit as he heard his name, but he felt ashamed as he saw a silent tear slide down Harry's soft cheek.

"I-I don't understand…" Harry shook his head, eyes closed.

"God, you're sexy when you're angry." Harry's eyes shot open and he looked up quickly.

"What?"

Malfoy smirked. "You heard me. But, I don't like seeing you cry." He removed Harry's glasses and the pad of his thumb glided over the wet area, wiping Harry's tears away. The Gryffindor sniffed, pressing his face into the Slytherin's warm hand. He wrapped his arms around the Slytherin's neck and he clung onto him for a while, hiccupping and sniffling as he slowly settled down.

Malfoy truly felt horrible making Harry cry like that and he pulled him away from the wall, wrapping his arms around Harry's tiny waist.

"Draco, I…I want to know." Harry whispered quietly. He inhaled a breath slowly, gathering is courage.

"Do you like me? Do you like me the way I like you?" Harry held his breath and loosened his grip on Malfoy's robe, ready to be pushed away. But Malfoy's grip only became tighter.

"What do you think?" Malfoy hissed seductively, pressing his body against the Gryffindor's, quite happy to feel something rather hard pressed deliciously against his hip.

Harry blushed and tried to push him away, just a bit.

"Um, I don't know…I'd like a real answer, Malfoy." Malfoy pushed the Gryffindor against the wall, pressing his lips firmly against Harry's. A slithering tongue pushed through Harry's wet lips and into his mouth, tasting the boy. Harry moaned, taking in a shuddering breath.

Precious minutes passed as the two's tongues continued to embrace each other. But as time passed, Harry became more and more annoyed. This was just another way of Malfoy dodging his question. To keep him quiet… He broke the kiss and when Malfoy tried to start it again, Harry faced away.

"No, stop. Malfoy, answer my question." He whispered.

"What do you want to hear?" Malfoy hissed, kissing his neck instead.

"The truth!" Harry yelled, pushing the Slytherin away. He sighed in aggravation.

"Just…just tell me the truth."

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Ha! No one can handle the truth!!!!! Sorry to stop there, but I haven't had any time to write. I've gotten a lot of reviews and that makes me so happy! Some said for me to take my time while others told me to write quickly. Knowing the people that told me to take my time are obviously more patient than the latter, I decided to post. I do still ask for patience, though…And at least 10 more reviews. It gives me more time. Make 'em big and long, please!!! I give out cookies and milk!!! Bows in appreciation Until next time, Ja ne, mina-san!