Chapter 3
Harry didn't manage to speak to Draco again that week. Either Ron or Hermione had been around of Draco had been surrounded by Slytherins, who would love to witness Harry asking to speak to Draco. He would have to wait.
After Quidditch Practice on Saturday, Harry and Seamus were yet again last to leave the showers. Seamus had been making sly comments all week about what could have happened last time, which was not helped by the discovery that Harry had been sporting a massive love bite for the past few days.
"So."
"So.So what?"
"So what happened after Malfoy threw me out of the room? I'm guessing he spent half the time sucking on your throat but, come on, spill all."
"I won't say anything until you tell me about this mysterious person you had to meet, I'm dieing of curiosity. Put me out of my misery, please!"
"There's this guy." Seamus looked up and Harry nodded, signalling for him to continue. "I'd never really noticed him before. I mean, he's always around but never in the thick of things. Well, anyway, I found this anonymous note saying to meet them after transfiguration in the unused room down the third floor corridor. Well I went and this masked person leapt on me and started kissing me. After a while I realised it was a guy and started kissing back. One thing lead to another and now it's quite a regular occurrence."
"Did you find out who it was?"
"Oh, yeah, he took his mask off that first time. Said he wanted me to love him, to return his feelings. Said it was an incredible turn on to have sex with someone and they don't know who you are but he wanted me to know him, love him."
"How romantic. So. who is he?"
"Oh, that. I can't tell you; you'll have to wait and see."
Harry growled and threw a wet towel at Seamus. Seamus giggled and screamed and playfully fought back until they were in a similar position to that which Harry and Draco had been in last time.
"I know I should kiss you, Harry, but for some reason, I can't."
"I feel it too. Must be a certain Slytherin muddling with my head."
"Oh my god, Malfoy! I'd almost forgotten." And with that, he wormed every detail out of Harry about what had happened.
"And now?" he asked.
"Now? Now I think I'll go and have some food."
"Grrr. Spoilsport."
Neither boy felt Draco's eyes on them as they left the changing room. // So. Dearest Gregory is getting further than I thought. And Harry! My darling Harry, torn between the desire to hit me and slam me on the floor and have his wicked way with me. I shall have to make his mind up for him. // Chuckling to himself, Draco left the shower cubicle and made his own way to the Great Hall. He would pull a few strings to get himself alone with Harry after Potions. // Snape will do anything to keep his 'addiction' quiet. // Entering the hall he sat and caught the professor's eye.
"I need to speak to you," he mouthed.
"1.30 in my office."
Draco nodded in understanding and started eating, not noticing a pair of emerald green eyes watching him, trying to understand what was going on.
"So what was going on?" It was potions class and Harry and Draco found themselves paired together to make a shrinking potion.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, between you and Snape, Saturday lunchtime."
"Ah, I decided to call in a favour, you could say."
"You're blackmailing him? How? What do you know?"
"I've walked in on Snape and Pansy Parkinson together several times. It would appear our cold hearted potions teacher has an addiction to a certain young girl, that he'll do anything to keep quiet."
Harry's eyes bulged at this information and he was about to ask 'what favour' when: -
"Malfoy, Potter. Tell me, what piece of idle gossip keeps you from noticing your cauldron is over-flowing? I want you both to stay behind and clear it up then, with the remaining time of your detention, I want an essay on the uses and effects of a shrinking potion, to be handed in to me tomorrow."
"But. but." Harry stammered.
"And 10 points from Griffindor for answering back."
Harry attempted to get his mind off of Snape and Pansy, but couldn't help but laugh.
"Fine, if you don't think that is sufficient punishment then I suggest two hours detention, Potter."
This sobered Harry considerably and he was glad when the teacher announced for everyone to pack up; it would stop the Slytherins laughing at him.
"Come on, come on, I'm in a hurry."
"Erm. Sir? What about our detention?
"Oh yes that. Malfoy can lock up when you are done." He exchanged a glance with Draco and placed a large key on his desk. Malfoy picked up the key and followed the teacher to the door, locking himself and Harry in.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving us some privacy." Draco pulled Harry up and met his lips with a hard bruising kiss. "Why exactly do you think he gave you another hour detention but didn't tell you what to do?" He bent the raven-haired boy back and bit his lip. "Because I told him to." He grasped Harry's dishevelled hair and tilted his head back further, biting his exposed neck.
Harry gasped as Draco suddenly stopped and started pulling his robes off. Harry stared blankly for a second then helped tear off the remainder of his clothes, until he stood before Draco in his boxers.
"I feel a tad overdressed." Said Draco before stripping down to his boxers.
// Silk // thought Harry, // what else should I expect? //
He stepped back to accommodate for the extra weight as Draco launched himself at Harry's mouth, and found himself up against Snape's desk. He perched on the edge as Draco left a trail of kisses down his chest and slid down his boxers. Harry looked down to try and gauge Draco's reaction to his rigid staff. Draco, however, was eyeing it with a hungry gleam in his steel grey eyes and licked his lips at the sight of it.
Harry sighed as Draco took his dick inside his mouth and played his tongue over it. It wasn't long before Harry shot his cum deep inside Draco's mouth. He pulled Draco up and they kissed the intense kiss of lovers. Harry tasted his own seed as well as the sweetness of Draco's own taste.
Draco was still hard and it pressed into Harry's lower torso. He instinctively knew what to do and turned and bent over the desk. Draco grabbed his wand and muttered a simple lubrication spell before slowly entering Harry. He pushed deep inside until his balls were touching Harry's arse. He didn't want to hurt Harry but when he pushed back onto Draco's cock, Draco couldn't help himself and started pounding into Harry. Eventually he felt his cum fill up Harry's ass and Harry shot another load as well.
Both collapsed, exhausted.
"That was incredible," Harry panted.
"I know; it's never been that powerful."
"I love you."
When Harry didn't receive a reply he looked up at Draco. Draco was staring straight ahead, a cool mask firmly in place.
"Draco.?"
The other boy didn't answer and got up, dressed and muttered an incantation to clear up the earlier mess. He unlocked the door and looked back at Harry, still naked. He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't and left quickly.
"Where've you been, Harry, your detention ended ages ago."
Harry stopped as he walked thought the Griffindor common room, confronted by his friend.
"Nowhere, Ron, leave it."
Harry went up to their dormitory and collapsed onto a bed leaving Ron, Hermione and the others with strange looks on their faces.
"Jeez, what's up with him? He looks like he's had a broomstick shoved up his ass," asked Ron.
"You might not be too far off it. I think I've got an idea. I'll go talk to him," Seamus replied.
Draco, too was lying on his bed, thinking over what had happened. // I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him? How the hell am I supposed to dump him now? // When Harry had said I love you, Draco's deepest urge was to say I love you, too, but he couldn't. He'd just experienced one of the greatest moments of his life but all he could think about was the hurt he'd seen in Harry's eyes as he'd walked away. He wanted to make that look disappear forever but he knew he would only end up making it worse, come Halloween. Hah, if only Vincent could see Harry now, he'd see that Draco had easily won the bet. He didn't want the room though. Not without Harry to share it.
Harry didn't manage to speak to Draco again that week. Either Ron or Hermione had been around of Draco had been surrounded by Slytherins, who would love to witness Harry asking to speak to Draco. He would have to wait.
After Quidditch Practice on Saturday, Harry and Seamus were yet again last to leave the showers. Seamus had been making sly comments all week about what could have happened last time, which was not helped by the discovery that Harry had been sporting a massive love bite for the past few days.
"So."
"So.So what?"
"So what happened after Malfoy threw me out of the room? I'm guessing he spent half the time sucking on your throat but, come on, spill all."
"I won't say anything until you tell me about this mysterious person you had to meet, I'm dieing of curiosity. Put me out of my misery, please!"
"There's this guy." Seamus looked up and Harry nodded, signalling for him to continue. "I'd never really noticed him before. I mean, he's always around but never in the thick of things. Well, anyway, I found this anonymous note saying to meet them after transfiguration in the unused room down the third floor corridor. Well I went and this masked person leapt on me and started kissing me. After a while I realised it was a guy and started kissing back. One thing lead to another and now it's quite a regular occurrence."
"Did you find out who it was?"
"Oh, yeah, he took his mask off that first time. Said he wanted me to love him, to return his feelings. Said it was an incredible turn on to have sex with someone and they don't know who you are but he wanted me to know him, love him."
"How romantic. So. who is he?"
"Oh, that. I can't tell you; you'll have to wait and see."
Harry growled and threw a wet towel at Seamus. Seamus giggled and screamed and playfully fought back until they were in a similar position to that which Harry and Draco had been in last time.
"I know I should kiss you, Harry, but for some reason, I can't."
"I feel it too. Must be a certain Slytherin muddling with my head."
"Oh my god, Malfoy! I'd almost forgotten." And with that, he wormed every detail out of Harry about what had happened.
"And now?" he asked.
"Now? Now I think I'll go and have some food."
"Grrr. Spoilsport."
Neither boy felt Draco's eyes on them as they left the changing room. // So. Dearest Gregory is getting further than I thought. And Harry! My darling Harry, torn between the desire to hit me and slam me on the floor and have his wicked way with me. I shall have to make his mind up for him. // Chuckling to himself, Draco left the shower cubicle and made his own way to the Great Hall. He would pull a few strings to get himself alone with Harry after Potions. // Snape will do anything to keep his 'addiction' quiet. // Entering the hall he sat and caught the professor's eye.
"I need to speak to you," he mouthed.
"1.30 in my office."
Draco nodded in understanding and started eating, not noticing a pair of emerald green eyes watching him, trying to understand what was going on.
"So what was going on?" It was potions class and Harry and Draco found themselves paired together to make a shrinking potion.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, between you and Snape, Saturday lunchtime."
"Ah, I decided to call in a favour, you could say."
"You're blackmailing him? How? What do you know?"
"I've walked in on Snape and Pansy Parkinson together several times. It would appear our cold hearted potions teacher has an addiction to a certain young girl, that he'll do anything to keep quiet."
Harry's eyes bulged at this information and he was about to ask 'what favour' when: -
"Malfoy, Potter. Tell me, what piece of idle gossip keeps you from noticing your cauldron is over-flowing? I want you both to stay behind and clear it up then, with the remaining time of your detention, I want an essay on the uses and effects of a shrinking potion, to be handed in to me tomorrow."
"But. but." Harry stammered.
"And 10 points from Griffindor for answering back."
Harry attempted to get his mind off of Snape and Pansy, but couldn't help but laugh.
"Fine, if you don't think that is sufficient punishment then I suggest two hours detention, Potter."
This sobered Harry considerably and he was glad when the teacher announced for everyone to pack up; it would stop the Slytherins laughing at him.
"Come on, come on, I'm in a hurry."
"Erm. Sir? What about our detention?
"Oh yes that. Malfoy can lock up when you are done." He exchanged a glance with Draco and placed a large key on his desk. Malfoy picked up the key and followed the teacher to the door, locking himself and Harry in.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving us some privacy." Draco pulled Harry up and met his lips with a hard bruising kiss. "Why exactly do you think he gave you another hour detention but didn't tell you what to do?" He bent the raven-haired boy back and bit his lip. "Because I told him to." He grasped Harry's dishevelled hair and tilted his head back further, biting his exposed neck.
Harry gasped as Draco suddenly stopped and started pulling his robes off. Harry stared blankly for a second then helped tear off the remainder of his clothes, until he stood before Draco in his boxers.
"I feel a tad overdressed." Said Draco before stripping down to his boxers.
// Silk // thought Harry, // what else should I expect? //
He stepped back to accommodate for the extra weight as Draco launched himself at Harry's mouth, and found himself up against Snape's desk. He perched on the edge as Draco left a trail of kisses down his chest and slid down his boxers. Harry looked down to try and gauge Draco's reaction to his rigid staff. Draco, however, was eyeing it with a hungry gleam in his steel grey eyes and licked his lips at the sight of it.
Harry sighed as Draco took his dick inside his mouth and played his tongue over it. It wasn't long before Harry shot his cum deep inside Draco's mouth. He pulled Draco up and they kissed the intense kiss of lovers. Harry tasted his own seed as well as the sweetness of Draco's own taste.
Draco was still hard and it pressed into Harry's lower torso. He instinctively knew what to do and turned and bent over the desk. Draco grabbed his wand and muttered a simple lubrication spell before slowly entering Harry. He pushed deep inside until his balls were touching Harry's arse. He didn't want to hurt Harry but when he pushed back onto Draco's cock, Draco couldn't help himself and started pounding into Harry. Eventually he felt his cum fill up Harry's ass and Harry shot another load as well.
Both collapsed, exhausted.
"That was incredible," Harry panted.
"I know; it's never been that powerful."
"I love you."
When Harry didn't receive a reply he looked up at Draco. Draco was staring straight ahead, a cool mask firmly in place.
"Draco.?"
The other boy didn't answer and got up, dressed and muttered an incantation to clear up the earlier mess. He unlocked the door and looked back at Harry, still naked. He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't and left quickly.
"Where've you been, Harry, your detention ended ages ago."
Harry stopped as he walked thought the Griffindor common room, confronted by his friend.
"Nowhere, Ron, leave it."
Harry went up to their dormitory and collapsed onto a bed leaving Ron, Hermione and the others with strange looks on their faces.
"Jeez, what's up with him? He looks like he's had a broomstick shoved up his ass," asked Ron.
"You might not be too far off it. I think I've got an idea. I'll go talk to him," Seamus replied.
Draco, too was lying on his bed, thinking over what had happened. // I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him? How the hell am I supposed to dump him now? // When Harry had said I love you, Draco's deepest urge was to say I love you, too, but he couldn't. He'd just experienced one of the greatest moments of his life but all he could think about was the hurt he'd seen in Harry's eyes as he'd walked away. He wanted to make that look disappear forever but he knew he would only end up making it worse, come Halloween. Hah, if only Vincent could see Harry now, he'd see that Draco had easily won the bet. He didn't want the room though. Not without Harry to share it.