Title: Always

Chapter: #8 – My beautiful liar…

Author: Nevoreiel (lamort_noir@hotmail.com)

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: R just to be safe, dark content, rape, non-concentual sex, coerced sex, violence, some language, and questionable behavior, but I like it that way. :)

Summary: Draco can't sleep so he decides to wander. To his surprise he finds Harry at the Astronomy Tower. A fight ensues and the consequences bring out strange emotions.

Disclaimer: The characters in no way, shape, or form ever did, are, or will belong to me. The twisted storyline belongs to me though. J.K. Rowling would not be caught dead writing such things. No money is made of this and who would want to pay for something like this?

Warning: The only warning would be that if RAPE, NON-CONCENTUAL and COERCED SEX between the same genders make you faint, then DO NOT READ. This story is SLASH (male/male relationship); the R rating is for a reason. WHY, oh WHY did they remove the NC-17 category??? Hat to change the rating, *pouts*.

Notes: Whew, it's finally here! The chapter title comes from NIN "The Downward Spiral" CD; the song is titled "Reptile". (I promise the next chapter will derive its title from some other CD though can't promise that it won't be NIN.) This is Draco's point of view. If anything confuses you either ask the question in a review or e-mail me.

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He is really starting to frustrate me. How many times can he look at me and then guiltily look away? In most probability… for a long time to come. Well, we'll have to change that better sooner than later. He's driving me mad.

Though it was priceless to have seen such a pure look of horror on his face. I don't think that any of my pranks have ever evoked such a reaction from him. I think I should do such things more often they are excellent for entertainment.

Ah, I really should get him off my mind, it's no good at all to think and not act. He's a fool and I'm a fool, what a pair we make.

All right time for action can't exactly help that those tow brutes follow me everywhere. He looks delicious as always, why can't he notice it. Or maybe because he doesn't notice it he's so very irresistible. Gah, there I go again. I really need to sort things out.

"Potter," no use being courteous.

He looks at me like I was some vile thing and does not answer.

"Too good to talk to me, is that it?" can't help getting angry at the prat. He can't ignore me!

"No, Malfoy, the world does revolve around you, you must have realized that. Unless you're more stupid then everyone thinks." The few Gryffindors in the vicinity to hear this burst out laughing.

Scowling at them, I pick up my hurt pride, "Not at all Potter, as far as I can see. But I do know how hard it is for you to see."

He genuinely laughs at this, "My sight does not stop me from catching the snitch first."

Oh, bother, I don't think I can win this. Can't he be alone some of the time, I can't exactly talk to him with all the Gryffindor "friends" surrounding him like a pack of wolves.

"Don't boast, Potter, until you catch it you never know how your luck may turn," wishing to be the last to speak a turn about on my heel and stalk out. This isn't going the way I planned at all; will anything ever go my way? Probably never.

Crabbe and Goyle look at me strangely but their skulls are too thick to ever understand anything I say, that doesn't involve food.

All right I'll have to improvise.

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Sitting in a closet full of supplies is not my idea of fun but what can I do. Harry sure takes his time when it comes to being on time, small wonder that he still has friends, must be his infallible charm. Ha, there's a thought.

Peeking out cautiously I finally spot the familiar head of that messy hair. Well, he's late to his Quidditch practice.

As he passes my hiding place, oblivious as ever, I snake out a hand and firmly gripping him by the shoulder yank him into the closet with me. Before I close the door and darkness engulfs us I notice the terrified expression on his face.

"First time you've been dragged into a closet?" I raise an eyebrow, quite futile, but comforting.

A small gasp comes from his general direction, "Malfoy, what on earth?"

"Oh, nothing really. We need to talk and it better be now. No time to protest," lighting up the tip of my wand I look at Harry's face. He looks very distrustful. For a good reason but still. He's really bad at hiding his feelings, maybe that's a plus for me.

"Talk? Again? There's nothing tot talk about," he looks absolutely positive of this. This might be harder to talk about than I thought.

"Last time, as I recall, you talked. This time it's my turn and don't you interrupt," I feel lighter, I can finally talk some sense into him… maybe.

"Fine," with that he leans against the wall and folds his arms.

Trying not to look his way I proceed, "Well, you see, ah, how can I word this… you see it's like this," I lean in quickly press my lips against Harry's. Just as quickly I pull away and watch his reaction. None come; he stands there like statue, comical, really.

He doesn't speak as I advised, "I hope you do see. You have been avoiding me and I don't like it. No, don't say anything in defense because this is my time to speak. You… you open those innocent eyes of yours wide and you're willing as any. Suddenly you're cold and run away. How many times, I ask how many can you do that? It isn't humane. All right I know that I deserve what I get but still I'm not an animal. Though I'm sure you'd treat them better than me. Pity, you really haven't learned what I can do and what I think, you don't bother with me. The exchange of insults and tantalizing me with your charms is the extent of our "relationship". You are quite a liar, Harry… my beautiful liar."

He still stand there as a statue, blinking slowly.

Taking a deep breath I speak, "Well?"

"Well, what, what do you want me to say? Sorry, I won't do it again?" his face contorts in rage. "Well, I won't. You can't make that one up. And…and never kiss me again."

This hurts me as anything else; I'm not that bad of a kisser. Am I? I haven't bothered to ask anyone before. Serious measures should be applied here. This is going beyond my reach, and I can't have that.

I put out my wand and put it into a pocket of my robes. Carefully sliding my arms around his neck I pull us closer together. Feeling the fast beating of Harry's heart I can easily see where the anger is coming from. This is interesting… very interesting.

Grinding slowly against his body I revel in his moans and gasps. Too bad I can't see his face but there might be time enough for that later.

Proving my point I let go and there is a soft whimper.

"So, I should never kiss you again. But can I do that again?" I trail a hand over his face but he doesn't pull away.

"Stop it Malfoy," barely a whisper.

I laugh, contemptuously, "Are you sure you want me to stop, do you have anything better to do?"

"Y-Yes… I have Quidditch practice, I'm missing it already," his voice is halting and unsure. Perfect opportunity.

"Ah, but you have missed it already. And you don't wish to miss this," I rest my hand on his chest and it slowly creeps lower. His heart feels like it's going to jump out of his chest. As it edges closer to his groin he suddenly gets his voice back again.

"No, Malfoy, I want you to… stop," this time he sounds more sure but damned I'll be if I give this opportunity up.

I ignore the plea and brush lightly against his crotch. There is a sound of rustling clothes and then Harry's hand is grasping my own, very tightly.

"I said stop," he hisses.

"But you were enjoying it," I wrench my hand out of his grasp.

"No, I wasn't. And now if you'll excuse me I have to leave," quick as lightning he's out of the door.

I sigh in exasperation; this is getting old, very quickly.

Fine, if he's so set on denying it I'll wait. I'll wait until it kills me… or he kills me. The chances are higher that it'll be because of him that I'll perish. Not a happy thought.

To Be Continued…

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Next Installment: What is Harry planning? Will Draco ever give up? Is Harry playing hard to get or is he that clueless? Will I ever finish this thing? The answer to that is yes. :) The next chapter will probably be the last one; I don't wish to bore anyone further. The tentative date for the release is September 13th. It will be Harry's point of view

A/N: So, so sorry for such a long delay, but look on the bright side, I actually finished it. Doubly sorry for the short chapter, the next one will be longer. School, new computer, lack of ideas, and the very tantalizing "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's/Philosopher's Stone" DVD lying right under my nose were the cause of such a long delay. And of course thank you so much for such lovely reviews I couldn't live without them, honest.