* What am I going to do now? *
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise is not mine it belongs to JK Rowling. Nothing is being made from this its just for fun.
Summary: A challenge is issued and a bet is made but how are they going to cope with the consequences.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews.
* Aftermath *
Draco sat there in the middle of the Gryffindor changing room numb with the knowledge and memory of what had just happened. His hands came up to cover his face for a moment before they reached down and mechanically picked up the items of clothing that were surrounding him.
He went onto automatic pilot, slowly covering his body with his Quidditch uniform his mind was thundering away.
Oh shit! I have not just had the best sex in my life with Harry bloody Potter, please god this cannot be happening to me, I'm a bloody Malfoy for gods sake we are not suppose to have earth shattering sex with a Potter.
A wave of nausea floated over him with the next thought, would Potter have realised that he had been a sodding virgin, yes he'd slept with half of bloody Slytherin but he had always done the shagging never the other way around. When this got out his reputation would be in tatters, no doubt Potter would have a field day with this juicy little bit of gossip.
His life was so over and he had no one to blame than himself, except maybe Potter he just had to be a god dam sex god. After all Potter had given him a way out, he could have stopped but he didn't.
Noticing the time Draco forced him self to leave the sanctuary of the changing room and go back to the hell waiting for him at the castle. Glancing down at his robes he decided he would have to go back to his dorm and change before heading to breakfast.
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On the other side of the castle a dark haired boy had just snuck into the Gryffindor common room. Casting his eye around the deserted home to the Hogwarts lions Harry smiled to him self, he'd got away with it and dashing across the room he was soon at the door to his dormitory having taken the stairs two at a time.
Pushing the door open he casually peeked around the edge and sighed in relief as he noticed that his friends were making the most of the Saturday morning lie in. Quietly sneaking over to his bed Harry slipped out of his dirty robes, throwing them into the laundry for the house elves. Picking up a towel from his trunk Harry made his way across the room to the bathroom the seventh year boys shared.
Coming along side Ron's bed Harry nearly had heart attack as Ron opened one eye and groggily said, "Harry, what are you doing?"
Pulling himself together Harry replied, "Just going for a shower before breakfast. Go back to sleep Ron."
Harry carried on his way and smiled to him self as he heard Ron mutter something unintelligible and turn over.
Turning the shower on Harry stepped into the stream of hot steamy cascading water and stood there with eyes closed, just letting the heat sooth his tense muscles. Harry wondered what now?
Christ I've finally done it I got to make love to Draco Malfoy, it's only taken me a whole bloody year to achieve and now its done. God could he have looked any sexier than he did when he was screaming my god dam name and trembling underneath me.
Looking down Harry sighed the thought of it had him hard again he just didn't need this right now. Turning the shower to cold Harry hurriedly washed his hair and body under the assault of the ice-cold water smiling he thought well that took care of it.
Going back into the dorm Harry's mind was soon taken off his problem as his friends started to rouse from their slumber. The room was soon filled with the sound of chattering boys, as seventh years they could go into Hogsmeades any weekend and the boys had plans to hit the Three Broomsticks at lunchtime. Finally they were all ready and the growl of stomachs reminded them it was time for breakfast.
As was usual the seventh year Gryffindor's entrance to the great hall caused most of the students to look up as three of them fell in through the door this morning and were quickly followed by the rest who were howling with laughter.
It wasn't until he sat down and had filled his plate with eggs and bacon that Harry's head raised and his eyes wandered across the room landing on the Slytherin table. His eyes automatically searched for the silver haired boy, a slight tremor ran through his body as he noticed that Draco had not come up to breakfast.
Going back to his food Harry was soon caught up in a discussion of possible things to do to the Slytherin's, since the end of Voldermort, life at Hogwarts had relaxed some what especially for the Gryffindor's and Harry in particular. Life was definitely rosier all round, Sirius had been cleared of all charges and Remus had been reinstated as the defence against the dark arts professor. Snape was still Snape, a greasy slimy git but even he had relaxed a little.
While in the middle of a fork war with Ron, who had been sneakily trying to steal Harry's bacon, Harry lifted his head up laughing at his friends horrified expression as Harry's fork had hit its target, the back of Ron's hand.
Wiping the tears from his eyes Harry slapped Ron on the shoulder saying, "It serves you right."
But he missed Ron's reply as his gaze fell on the face of the blonde across the room that was staring at him with a humiliated and sickened look on his face. Glancing at his friends who were still laughing at Ron, Harry looked back over to the Slytherin side of the room and shook his head at Draco, hoping that he would understand the meaning behind it. But now Draco was staring at him open-mouthed as if in disbelief.
Finishing the last of his breakfast Harry stood up smirking at Ron and he said in a louder than normal voice, "Eat your own breakfast in future and I wouldn't have to stab you with my fork would I," smiling at his friend he said in mock indignation, "Come on Hermione lets leave these children to finish breakfast," and as he and Hermione walked out of the great hall Harry turned round and pulled his tongue out at Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes at him saying, "Your just as bad if not worst than the rest put together," seeing him turn on the puppy dog eyes that got her every time she chuckled saying, "But I love you any way you bloody idiot."
Smiling at her Harry linked his arm through hers and they walked out of the hall together and headed back to the common room.
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Draco slipped into the great hall that morning unnoticed and took up his usual position next to Crabbe. It was only moments later that the sound of laughter from the other side of the room had him staring at the Gryffindor table.
He sat silently watching Harry and his friends howling with laughter. The horror of the situation ran through him and suddenly the thought of eating sickened him. He was about to be humiliated beyond belief and there was not a god dam thing he could do about it. Just then he caught Harry's eye and his confusion increased as Harry shook his head at him.
What the bloody held did that mean? Draco thought, has he told them or not. Christ what is he doing now?
Draco watched as Harry stood up, his stomach somersaulted this was it I'm about to die of shame. As the words Harry said slowly filtered through his brain Draco was even more stunned than before because Harry hadn't betrayed him.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Sorry for the delay, I have actually had this chapter written for months and just forgot to post it.
I really need a beta for Harry/Draco pairings, not just this story but my other H/D as well (As Love series). Anyone interested please e-mail me. As you can tell from reading this I need help most with punctuation in dialogue and some minor grammar errors.
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Madame Padfoot