A Very Long Train Ride

I was sitting on the Hogwarts Express with the oddest combination of people. Draco was there of course, along with Ron and Hermione, and then there was Crabbe and Goyle. Now if you asked me how we managed to get this lot to coexist for hours without killing one another, I wouldn't be able to give you an probable answer.

It seems with most of the Gryffindors not wanting to speak with me anymore, all I have is Ron and Hermione. Ginny was with Dean, who merely tolerated me for her sake, so I never really spent much time with her. Then Zabini and Nott separated from the other three Slytherin boys, so they had no one else either.

Which left us in this awkward situation. It seems with Draco asking his friends to tolerate my friends, and vice versa, we were just left with a lot of tension.

Normally either Draco or myself would try and break the tension but we had a lot on our minds. Something big was going to happen when we got to Malfoy Manor. Maybe the end of the war, or the more likely scenario, the end of me.

Ever since Draco first told me he agreed to take the mark during the Easter holidays, we've sort of just ignored the situation. But last night, obviously unable to put it off any longer, we made a decision.

"Draco, I don't know what were going to do. If we go to the manor, your father is going to expect you to take the mark."

"But you can use the spell first!" He seemed so sure of himself, and I remember how happy I was the day I found out it worked on Dumbledore. Then I thought about everything Severus told me about Voldemort being able to understand it, and if he knew a spell like that, we would lose for sure.

"I don't think it's going to work."

"But if it works on Dumbledore, it has to work on You-Know-Who."

"No, it doesn't. I've been thinking about it." Or Severus had been thinking. "But I would have to be in a close proximity of Voldemort, and at the same time he would have to be distracted enough to not be able to see or hear what I was doing. And let's just say, every time I became that close to him, he wasn't exactly ignoring me. It was more like 'I'm going to kill you, blah blah blah', then he attempts to kill me, right before I escape by sheer dumb luck..."

"Alright."

"Let's just say he isn't going to be taking his eyes off me any.."

"Okay, I get it Harry." He looked really upset and just let his head rest on my chest. "Maybe we'll just stay here."

"That's too risky. Your father won't let you go that easy." I held onto him tighter.

"Maybe I can do what I was originally planning. Try and see if he's willing to call a truce."

"No, I can't let you do that." We stood in empty bathroom on the third floor just holding each other. Then I thought maybe there was a way I could prevent him from taking the mark and save the world at the same time. All I needed was get close enough to Voldemort, and have him distracted so that he wouldn't listen to me. There was only one way for that to happen. "I'll take the mark instead."

"WHAT?" He yelled as he pulled away from me.

"It would work. He wouldn't care about marking you if he got me to join him."

"Harry, no, you can't do that. The things he would make you do. You wouldn't be able to do it, you're too good for that."

"I wouldn't have to do it for long. All I would have to do is get him distracted enough to use the spell. Once he thought I was one of them, he wouldn't watch me so close."

"NO! I won't let you!" I reached out to him and placed my hand on his cheek.

"Draco, it's the only way."

"No, I can take the mark. Not you." I let my lips graze lightly over his.

"But you can't say the spell. You can't end it all. Chosen one, remember?"

"I don't care. I won't let him have you." He began kissing me, starting from my forehead and working his way slowly down my face. After he marked every part of my face besides my lips, I stopped him.

"He'll never have me. Even if he marked me, it wouldn't matter. I'm all yours." We began kissing fiercely trying to ignore what was bound to happen. I pulled away to see that he was crying. I wiped his tears gently before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.

"Then he's going to mark me too." He threw his hand across my mouth so I couldn't respond. "It's like you said. It won't be for too long. Just until you get an opportunity to use the spell. I can't let you do this alone. I'm doing this with you, I don't care what you say."

So that was our brilliant plan. I had to reassure Draco a million times that it would work, but even I didn't believe me. There was a pretty good chance I wasn't going to live much longer. I wanted to say my goodbyes to my friends, but if I tried, I know they would try and save me. (And they say I have a hero complex!)

No, it was just too risky. I would have to do this without their help. I made Draco agree, if things didn't go well for me, to go against me as well. He didn't seem to convincing when he agreed, so if I died, there was a good chance, so would he. But I didn't want to think about those things, so I joined Ron and Goyle's discussion (or argument) on which Quidditch team would be winning the world cup this year.

As much as I tried to ignore it, my thoughts drifted right back to taking the mark. I am going to have to look at the hideous reminder of Voldemort every day for the rest of my life. I stared at my bare forearm imagining it being there. Draco caught me and placed his hand where the mark would be. I looked up and smiled, weakly, at him. I wonder if it would hurt.

Then I let my mind drift once again to Severus. Would he be there? Would he try and stop me from doing it? I guess he really wouldn't be able to without compromising his position as a spy. I wonder what he would say if he knew what I was planning to do. He would probably tell me what an idiot I was before killing me himself. I couldn't help but grin at the thought.

I missed him every day. I tried to push him out of my mind, but he wouldn't disappear that easily. It has only been four days since we last spoke, and I kept feeling an urge to go to him. It didn't help that I was about to do something crazy, and could probably use his advice. But I couldn't allow myself to linger on thoughts of Severus, so I turned towards Draco for a well needed distraction.

"I love you." He put a huge grin on his face before giving me a much needed kiss.

"Not as much as I love you." We kissed once more, but this time allowing our tongues to mingle with one another.

"Could you guys not do that?" Goyle said while looking like he was about to throw up.

"Trust me that's not even the worse of it all." Ron said, finally speaking civil to the Slytherins. Then pointing back and forth from him and Hermione, "We caught them in the middle of, well, you know."

"You SEEN it?" Crabbe said putting emphasis on the word seen as if seeing us making love was torture. Ron just nodded with a appalled look on his face.

"I thought hearing it was bad." Goyle said with Crabbe nodded eagerly in agreement.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked as if he was talking to one of his best friends and not one of his worse enemies.

"Oh well they're are always doing it at night in the dorm room. They keep the curtains closed, but it doesn't do anything to block out their sounds." Goyle said and Crabbe readily agreed added his own, "It's horrible."

Draco and I just watched the exchange in amusement. Hermione kept her nose in a book, but by the blush rising in her face, I could tell she was listening.

"Glad to see you guys have found something you can agree on." I said laughing a little.

"Yeah, I think we should give them a little more, you know, for their sakes. It's only best if our friends get along." Draco said while jumping onto my lap and straddling me. I allowed myself to enjoy the kisses and grinding and thrusting, but soon had to stop when I felt my cock between to twitch. It wouldn't be very good to allow myself to get too aroused in a place where we could do nothing about it. When I signaled my problem to Draco he got off with a smug look on his face. The other three boys did not seem satisfied one bit.

"You guys are going to have the next ten days all to yourselves. Can't you just wait?"

Goyle's comment really hit home for both of us. We didn't need to say anything, because we were both thinking the same thing. Would we have ten days left? There was no saying what was going to happen. We didn't know anything. We could die tonight. What if we never got a chance to make love again? We both must have been thinking the same thing because we both gave each other one fleeting look before exiting the compartment.

We practically ran down the aisle, heading towards the bathroom. The second we were behind the door, our lips met once again. We began pulling at each other's clothing, ignoring the second year Ravenclaw by the sink. Once were heard a small thud, letting us know we were alone again, I locked the door before I ripped Draco's shirt over his head.

"Harry, I love you so much. If you want to back out of this, we can." He let his lips crush against mine once more before I had a chance to answer. We both knew I wasn't backing out, but he was letting me know that he would stick by my side no matter what.

In just a few minutes we were both stripped down and grinding our erections together. A few people would come and knock, but we just ignored them. Draco then preceded to lean forward against the sink, and I positioned myself behind him. I let one hand rest on his hip, while the other slipped around his waist and began to stroke him. We both kept our eyes locked on the mirror in front of us, watching ourselves.

I could see in his expression that he was close to climax, and it turned me on just to watch him experience bliss. His body quickly reacted and he began pushing off the sink to give me deeper access. His hands clenched the sides of the sink, and his knuckles turned white. His body squeezed my cock at the same time my hand became coated with his spunk.

I pulled out of him, still rock hard. He turned around to give me a quick kiss before dropping to his knees. He didn't waste any time teasing the tip like he normally did. He engulfed me whole and I began to thrust eagerly into his mouth. I had to grab a hold of the sink as my orgasm shuttered through my body.

It became very obvious soon after that we were on the very crowded train, in one of the few bathrooms, completely naked. We quickly got dressed, thankful we haven't gotten caught so far, but we didn't think it best to push our luck. The few students waiting for the bathroom were glaring at us, but we didn't care.

When we got back to the compartment, we could see everyone getting along just fine, but when we slid open the door, they shut up right away. I sat down pulling Draco onto my lap.

"You guys are still talking about us?" Draco laughed. "If only you knew what just happened in the bathroom." He winked towards them before allowing his arm to drape my shoulder.

"Honestly!" Hermione speaking up for the first time since we got on the train. "Are you guys trying to get expelled? Ron and I are PRE-FECTS. You shouldn't tell us these things." She said slowly, drawing out the word.

"Keep me out of it!" Hermione shot Ron a disapproving look.

"Are you going to turn us in, 'Mione?" I was being pretty cocky, and I'm lucky she only scoffed at me.

The rest of the ride went surprisingly well. Everyone seemed to get along nicely. It would be great if the Gryffindor/Slytherin rivalry could be put to an end. Although considering most of the Gryffindors hated me, it wasn't likely.

Soon enough, the sun was set, and the train began slowing down. That's when everything began to move in slow motion. We were walking off the train. I was hugging my friends, wondering if it would be the last time I ever saw them. I was listening to Mrs. Weasley tell me how thin I looked and telling a disturbed looking Draco that he better make sure I eat plenty. Then we were walking towards Lucius Malfoy who stood holding tightly onto his cane with his chin in the air. He didn't seem happy to see me.

"Mr. Potter. I am very surprised to see you here. I didn't think you would be accompanying Draco this time." Draco looked confused, but stayed silent.

"Oh Lucius, I wouldn't miss this for the world." I acted very confident for someone who was about ready to turn back and run to the Weasleys and head back to the burrow.

"I do hope you know, I haven't changed my mind. Everything is going to be as planned."

"I'm not so sure about that." He scowled, stomping his cane hard against the concrete.

"Why you little! I will not have this argument with you again!"

"You misunderstand me, Lucius. I have no intention of stopping the original plans. Just add on to them. That is of course, if you'll have me?"

I could only describe the look on his face as jubilant.

"Is that so?" I didn't need to provide an answer, my face said it all. "Very well then, shall we?"

I took one last look towards my friends, giving them a small smile, and getting a good look at them. I just hope it won't be the last.

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A/N: I know this chapter took a little longer than normal to get out, but I had to rewrite it twice before I was satisfied. But I'm pretty happy with the way it all turned out.

Oh, I thought it was a little too long before I had a good smut scene...hope you enjoyed..I know I did.

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