Hermione walked briskly through the library, trying desperately to find the book she knew contained the answers she so needed. She had finally thought of a plan that she knew would work easily, all she needed to do was know how to make the potion and then her problem with Malfoy would no longer exist, a sinister scowl took over his face as she thought about the blonde haired boy, oh if only she could walk right up to him use the crucio curse on him, life would be so much easier. Sighing she shook that thought from her head knowing if she thought about it too long she may consider it properly, a sick smile played on her lips as she dwelled on it just a little longer, oh the satisfaction she would get from seeing him on the ground withering in pain. Continuing her hunt for the book she knew she only had a few moments of free period left before she had to go to charms class, a soft smile creased her face as she thought about sitting beside Harry for half an hour, her stomach did a summersault as she imagined touching his leg with her own, her hand 'accidently' brushing against his, it was going to be a good half an hour. Sighing she looked at the clock and realised she was almost out time.

Walking down the next aisle she quickly skimmed through the names of the books until she found exactly what she was looking for, a victorious smile made her eyes crinkle as she quickly snatched the book and looked through the contents, finger resting on the potion she knew she had to make if she wanted Harry for herself. Turning to page 235 in the book her mouth fell open and her heart sank, these were the most complicated instructions she had seen since she tried to make polyjuice potion two years ago, sighing she knew it would take at least two months to make this but she knew she had no choice. Taking out a roll of parchment and her quill she quickly wrote down the name of the book, the name of the potion and what page it was on before slipping the book back into the bookcase and leaving the library. There was no way she was going to allow this masterful plan to fail, it would work, it would have to work, she was going to make this potion work and then she would somehow get Harry to drink it and then this Malfoy problem would be history.


Harry walked through the halls with a goofy smile engraved on his face, his eyes glazed over he wandered happily to his next class of the day. He had just had his first sexual encounter and it was something he would never forget, a soft sigh escaped his lips as he remembered the sight of Draco on his knees before him, the feel of Draco's hand's undoing his zipper and peeling his trousers off and the sweet sensation of the Draco's hot , glorious mouth on him. He never thought that the older boy would be so willing to please him, to let him take control of the situation, to do something that would put him in the position of power; it truly was one of the best if not the best experiences of his short life. Licking his lips he continued down the hall, glancing between students he could feel himself become paranoid as some eyed him up and down, did any of them know? No you idiot there is no way anyone knows his subconscious berated him, shaking his head he knew no one could know and even if they did he was sure by now that Draco and him would know if someone knew, no doubt they would have gotten a letter or be approached by fellow students or the teachers. Pushing that thought aside he decided to focus on a more pressing matter; he was going to have to return the favour to Draco. Little by little his heart rate began to pick up and all his stomach muscles clenched at the thought of doing the same to Draco, he knew he would have to but in truth he was nervous, he had never done anything like this before and he didn't know if he would be any good. Draco easily made him come in a matter of minutes, but would he be able to please Draco the same way? He would die if Draco didn't react the same way he did, or if Draco told him he was shit.

Suddenly he felt a hand around his waist making him jump back into reality, turning around he had to fight the urge to roll his eyes as he looked at the grinning face of Hermione. "Hey you." She whispered, her eyelids fluttering.

"Hey…" Harry raised a bemused eyebrow before turning around and continuing down the hall.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked before entwining their arms together.

Harry stifled his cringe when he felt her arm around his, before this sort of action didn't bother him but now that he knew she liked him it made him feel sick to the stomach. "Yeah I suppose so."

"You know I could make you a potion to help you sleep better if you like?"

"Don't go to any trouble Hermione, I can take care of this myself." Harry irritably said as they continued to class.

"It would be no trouble; you know it would take me no time to whip you up an effective sleep potion." She pressed the matter; she had to make him agree.

"I don't need a sleeping potion." Harry sighed exasperated.

Hermione made a soft noise as if thinking of something to say that could convince him to allow her to make him a potion. "You don't look well Harry, you have big black circles around your eyes and I'm scared for you, everyone needs to sleep. Please let me help you."

"Will you just fucking drop it!" Harry snapped, tearing his arm away from Hermione's.

Hermione was physically taken aback by Harry's reaction, staring down at the ground her hands knotted in front her she whispered in a defeated and timid voice. "Sorry, I was just trying to help."

Harry closed his eyes and controlled his breathing, as much as Hermione was starting to get on his nerves he knew she didn't mean any harm and that she did care about him, entwining her arm in his he continued towards the class. "I know you are and I'm sorry but this lack of sleep is making me a lot less patient." Harry frowned as they walked in semi-awkward silence, maybe he should humour her and then not actually take the potion. "If you don't mind making me the potion then that would be great."

Hermione beamed at him, the huge grin taking over her face as her eyes glistened with excitement. "Really?"

"Yeah of course, it will defiantly help me."

She squeezed her arm tighter around Harry's, a dark smirk resting on her face as she thought about how much her potion would not only help him but also her. "I'm telling you, you won't regret it. I'll get it done as soon as I can."

"There's no rush, take your time." Harry genuinely smiled at her before letting go of her arm to walk into class, he swore he heard Hermione grumble in disappointment because he let her go but he decided to ignore it.

Looking around the class he couldn't help the jolt he felt in his stomach when he saw that Draco was no longer sitting beside Pansy, in fact he was sitting by himself looking rather lonely and Harry had to fight the urge to walk over and sit beside him. Bitterly sitting down on his own seat he silently cursed the fact that Draco and he couldn't even sit beside each other without causing so much suspicion, as if on cue Draco looked over and a soft smile played on his lips as he looked into green eyes with longing grey ones, it was clear that Draco wanted nothing more than to go and sit beside Harry. Hermione threw her books down with a bang before sitting in front of Harry blocking his view with her untidy, bushy hair. Her brow furrowed as she glanced at Draco who was still looking over with a wanting expression on his handsome pale face.

"What the hell are you looking at Malfoy?" She shouted over the class causing everyone to go quiet and turn to look between her and Draco.

Draco looked horrified; he flinched back and scanned the room to see all eyes on him, his mouth agape and his skin getting paler by the second he couldn't think of anything to say as he was totally taking by surprise. "Uhhhhhh" he managed to stammer as he licked his incredibly dry lips.

"Well there must be a reason why you were staring over here with such a pathetic love sick look on your face." Hermione snapped raising a single eyebrow and placing her hands on her hips. Harry put his head in his hands to hide his crimson face.

This time Draco didn't flinch, it would appear he had been given enough time to regain his cocky, arrogant posture. Smirking at Hermione he let out a humourless, dark chuckle. "Don't flatter yourself Granger, the only look I would ever give you or your pathetic little friends would be a look of disgust. You really think I would be interested in a little, snot nose, bushy haired freak like you?" Draco had to bite his tongue not to say 'mud blood' he knew Harry didn't like that term so he made sure not to say it.

Before Hermione could retaliate Professor Flitwick entered the room causing all the students to turn around and start chatting amongst themselves again. Harry took his head from his hands and looked behind him at Ron who was gaping at the back of Hermione's head obviously in shock.

"Blimey Hermione what's gotten into you recently?" Ron asked dumbfounded.

Hermione whipped her head around so fast that her hair smacked Harry in the face causing him to hiss and rub his now sore cheek. "What do you mean?" She demanded.

"It's not like you to draw attention to yourself in a room full of people never mind shouting insults at Malfoy in front of the whole class." Ron explained in a small voice as if he was scared she would bite his head off.

Hermione let out a snort and took a quick glance at Draco before making a disgusted noise. "I hate him."

"Well we all do but it's still not like you to do something like that" Ron shrugged. Harry looked away and could feel himself blushing, if only they knew how he truly felt about Draco.

"No I mean I hate him." Hermione eyed Draco up and down before looking back at Harry and Ron with a vile, sick look in her eyes. "He is nothing but a dirty little faggot." She sneered.

Harry felt as though he had just been hit by the Whomping Willow, did Hermione really just say that? Knotting his hands together he turned around and began pretended to listen to what Professor Flitwick was rambling on about. Heart pounded so hard in his chest he thought he was going to throw up as he continued to absently stare at the front of the class, how could Hermione say that? Did she know? Or did she just have a wild guess? No there was no way she would know about them because if she did she would never say that disgusting word in front of Harry, no she must have just said it to insult Draco, but still, why that particular word. Giving her an angry side glance he couldn't help but dislike her more and more, she had really changed this year and now he wanted nothing more than to stand up and sit beside Draco, looking over at the older boy he felt his heart sink as Draco was writing down notes, the poor boy didn't have a clue what this bitch had just said about him and Harry was going to keep it that way, there was no point in upsetting Draco over nothing.

The class dragged on and when it finally finished Harry shot straight up from his seat wanting to get away from Hermione and her disgusting ways before he said something he would later regret. Stalking out of the room he could feel the emotions bubble up inside him as he saw her shove Malfoy out of her way as she walked through the door and made her way to Harry with Ron following behind her. "Where are you going Harry?" She asked clutching her books to her chest.

"That's not really any of your concern is it? Why do you always have to fucking ask me where I am going? Will you just back off and leave me alone dammit." He barked before turning on his heels and storming down the hallway in the same direction Draco had wandered off in. Hermione stared with her mouth wide open as she watched Harry turn the corner of the hallway; she believed this had now confirmed her suspicions.

Harry practically jogged down the hall before he caught up to Draco, taking a quick scan around him he made sure no one was around before he smacked the blonde haired boy hard on the ass causing him to yelp and spin around. His angry face softened when he saw it was Harry, an amused smile on his lips as he watched Harry jog on until he reached a supply closest and run inside. Draco eagerly followed him and closing the door behind him he put a spell on it to make sure no one could hear them and that no one could open the door.

Harry pushed Draco roughly against the door, hand gripping in his slick hair pulling hard causing the older boy to groan in pain before Harry ravaged his mouth muffling his moan of pleasure. Harry pulled on Draco's hair harder causing him to wince in pain and twist his head down so he was eye to eye with the smaller boy, Harry's body pressing against Draco's trapping him against the door in such a way that he couldn't even lift his arms to touch Harry, he was at the total mercy of the Gryffindor. Harry kissed with such fury he didn't realise he was biting and nipping at Draco's bottom lip so hard until he tasted the distinctive metallic taste of blood on his tongue but that didn't stop him, he pushed his tongue further into the all-to-willing mouth of Draco, totally and utterly domineering the older boy. Draco let out a muffled moan of delight and bucked his hips forward as he felt Harry's hard groin press against his, the two brushing against each other causing a delicious sensation, both bucking their hips to meet each other's frantic thrusts as Harry practically dry humped Draco against the door, his hand still tangled in white blonde hair he used his free hand to push Draco's un tucked shirt up and feel his abs and chest, fingers stopping to twist his nipples causing them to harden and Draco's knees to buckle under sensation.

Harry pulled back for breath, his breathing ragged, eyes hooded from lust and want he quickly pushed Draco's robe off him and it fell to the floor elegantly lying in a heap. Harry fumbled with Draco's tie before pulling it off causing the older boy's top two buttons to come undone on his shirt. Draco licked his dry lips and stood as still as a statue and Harry slowly, almost agonisingly undid one button at a time before the shirt dropped unceremoniously to the ground. Harry's breath hitched as he finally got a view of Draco's beautiful upper body, the pale skin was practically perfect bar a few scars and marks that marred his chest and stomach, his pink nipples hard from excitement, he didn't quite have a six pack but he had a faint out line of one. Before Draco even registered what was happening Harry had dropped to his knees in front of him, quickly he undid the button and zipper of his trousers before slowly peeling them down his leg until they pooled around his ankles, to Harry's amazement and delight Draco was going commando.

Draco wrapped his hands in Harry's hair and leant his head and body against the door to give him support, he knew what was coming, his heart pounded so fast he felt it would explode, he felt as though he was going to throw up his entire stomach and his groin strained with need. Taking a deep breath Harry leaned forward and licked the head of Draco's rock hard cock before taking it gently into his mouth and swirling his tongue along the slit at the top, his hand's resting on Draco's waist to steady himself as he slowly engulfed all of Draco, his tongue licking the bulging vein that went down the base of Draco's impressive length. "Fuck me." Draco hissed as he bucked his hips forward into the beautiful heat of Harry's mouth. Harry groaned causing a delicious vibration up Draco causing him to yell out and once again buck his hips, his hands gripping so hard in Harry's hair the younger boy thought he would pull it out. Suddenly Harry began to bob his head over and over, making sure to use his tongue as he swirled it around and around, occasionally stopping to lick just the head before taking the whole length in his mouth again. Before Draco knew it he could feel his balls tighten, gripping even harder he gave a mangled cry before coming hard, shooting glorious semen into Harry's throat which the dark haired boy lapped up. Draco swore he must have blacked out because when he could see again he was no longer standing; he was slumped against the door breathing heavily, eye level with Harry.

"Merlin Harry that was amazing." He managed the gasp as he tried frantically to get his breath back.

Harry could feel a shy blush creep over his cheeks as he smiled fondly at Draco. "It was my way of repaying you for earlier."

"Two blow jobs in one day; I say we are dirty dogs." Draco joked before he stood up, glorious and naked and Harry couldn't help but lick his lips in desire. However it didn't last long as Draco was quick to get changed and much to Harry's disappointment the Slytherin was back in his robes in no time.

"I have a question." Harry muttered as he too stood up.

"Oh?"

"You know the way we are just seeing each other?" Harry mumbled in a barely audible voice as he looked down at the ground.

Draco knew where he was going with this, his grey eyes softened ever so slightly but still remained icy and cool. Grabbing Harry's chin he forced his head up before giving him a quick and chaste kiss. "I think we are a couple don't you?"

Harry couldn't help but beam back at Draco, his eyes glistening with excitement and happiness. "Does this mean we are going to have sex?"

Draco laughed fondly, brushing Harry's hair behind his ear he whispered. "Insatiable as ever Mr Potter."

"Only when it comes to you." Harry bit his bottom lip and looked at Draco with the best innocent eyes he could manage.

"You really want to have sex?" Draco turned serious as he studied Harry's eyes and facial expression hard.

"Yes…." Harry breathed as he lost himself in those magnificent piercing grey eyes.

"Tonight then."