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

Some OOC-ness.

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

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

A.N. Chapter eleven is here! The only thing I have to say is that they finally do something! …Wow, pretty pathetic seeing as this is eleven chapters…I do hope you all realize that the only reason this story has so many chapters is because I didn't want you to have to wait so long for a next chapter. I am a very impatient person and I assume many other readers are, so that's why I have very small, but frequent chapters. I hope you guys understand. XD

Eventful Detention Chapter 11

Harry woke up early Friday morning with a smile on his face. He wished he could sleep a bit longer; it would have been nice to see where his imagination could have taken his dream if he had even a few minutes more. He and Draco were in a closet, embracing each other and kissing passionately…Harry blushed immediately as he looked under his sheets. He would have to start the day with a cold shower.

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"God, I'm so screwed! I studied all night and I still don't understand the material that's gonna be on the potions test." Ron moaned as he banged his head on the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. The aroma of many sweet smelling foods filled his nose and he sighed.

"You know Ron, cramming last minute is the worst way to study." Hermione said knowingly as she sipped down some apple juice.

Harry chuckled. "And killing your brain cells by banging your head against the table isn't a good thing, either."

"Oh shut up, Harry." Ron muttered, chuckling softly at the remark and his own behavior.

"So, Harry. How many days of detention do you have left?" Hermione asked.

"Hmm. Three counting today."

Ron raised his head and looked at his friend. "So, what has Snape been making you do, anyway?"

"Scrubbing the cauldrons without any magic. I feel like I'm living with the Dursley's. That stuff really gets caked on there, you know. It's a real pain." Harry kind of lied. Of course, that's what he did in the beginning, but now his time was spent snogging Malfoy in the storage room. The Slytherin always took care of the cauldrons so Harry didn't have to think about it.

"Well it's almost over, and by then you will learn your lesson, won't you?"

Harry chuckled. "Yeah. If I don't get my homework done, then I'll copy someone else's instead of not handing anything in at all."

"Yes, that's-wait! That's not funny, Harry!" Hermione scolded as she picked up her belongings. The two boys laughed.

She sighed. "Come on, class is going to start any minute."

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"Haa!" Harry gasped. Wandering hands traveled down his body, touching, feeling. Draco' mouth suckled pleasantly on his neck, licking and biting and tasting. One wandering hand found its way to his pants, dipping in slowly.

"No! Stop…" Draco let go of Harry's neck and shh'd Harry quiet.

"Why stop now? It doesn't hurt, does it?" Draco gave no time for Harry to answer as he molded his lips to the Gryffindor's. Harry let out a throaty moan as the blonde sought entry, sucking gently on his tongue.

Draco's hand left the warmth of Harry's slacks and helped its twin skillfully unbutton both the white shirt the raven haired boy wore. Harry felt his shirt become loose on his body and he broke away from Draco's passionate mouth.

"Don't…" he gasped, breathing hard. The Slytherin laughed, his voice roughened from lust.

"Why deny what your body wants?" Draco's hand ghosted over his stomach and he arched into the touch.

"Why does your body respond like that if you don't want it? Harry. Stop being so negative and let me give your body what it wants." Harry mumbled something incoherent as Draco unbuttoned and unzipped his pants quickly. His face became an unnatural shade of red as his slacks were forced around his knees along with his boxers. He closed his eyes and looked away from Draco, letting out a soft 'ha' sound as he felt the warm hands touching his sensitive flesh.

Draco's eyes grew wide in amusement. "Well Harry, you're bigger than I thought you'd be." He knelt down in front of Harry and kissed the flesh lightly, a smile on his lips.

"But I'm still bigger than you." The Gryffindor gasped sharply as he was engulfed by Draco's tempting mouth. The warm, wet caressing of his skillful tongue felt incredible and he was sure he had never felt anything like it.

"D-Draco…ha!" Harry gasped again at the wonderful feeling. His body shivered in pure delight at the new feeling and his hips bucked, shoving himself into the Slytherin's eager mouth. But Draco put both hands on his hips, pushing them against the wall. He did enjoy Harry's enthusiasm, but the sudden movements made Draco gag slightly.

Panting, Harry looked down only to witness the most erotic sight he had ever seen. He watched in slight awe as Draco performed a disappearing and reappearing act, over and over again. The blonde's eyes were closed, but they were scrunched up in a way that showed concentration. He realized Draco was trying to do the best he could for him. He wanted Harry to enjoy it.

Draco stopped moving as he felt trembling hands sift through his hair.

He looked up and saw a small smile on Harry's flushed face.

"Don't stop, Draco." He panted, hands fisting his blonde hair. He nodded in understanding and quickly engulfed Harry's sensitive flesh once again.

"Oh God, Draco…Ah!" It only took one more hard suck to get Harry to climax and for Draco to receive his reward. He swallowed everything the Gryffindor had to offer and he pulled back, letting out a small sigh. He pulled out his trusted wand and murmured a quick incantation, cleaning Harry up. He stood up and held the trembling Gryffindor in his arms, letting him recover.

"See? I told you you'd like it." he whispered into Harry's ear, leaving a small kiss behind. The raven haired boy shivered and nodded. The Slytherin helped him fix his clothes and they shared one last deep kiss before leaving the storage room, hand in hand.

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A.N. So, someone wrote to me asking if Voldemort existed in my story. The answer? No. As I wrote before, I have not really read any of the books, and I don't plan on it. This is just a random story that happened to be revolved around the characters from Harry Potter. I guess you could call it an AU because it doesn't really follow the storyline at all. Sorry for those who are disappointed.

…I think I wrote this before, but I really don't know where this is going. sweatdrop Gomen nasai, mina-san! (I'm sorry, everyone!)