Chapter 1--In Walks Harry

Draco felt that something within him had changed. it had been a week since his father's unusual visit. Lucius came on the pretense of accepting Draco's forgiveness. Draco lead Lucius to his private room in the Slytherin dorms where Lucius immediately produced a bottle of expensive brandy and poured glasses to the both of them.

"To forgiveness," Lucius said.

"To forgiveness," Draco repeated. He was glad his father wasn't going to make a big deal of this. They slowly sipped their drinks and talked of Quidditch. Lucius didn't linger when the drinks were emptied.

Now it had been exactly one week and Draco began to feel strange, like a strong potion was bubbling through his veins. He hadn't taken any. Unless someone poisoned him.

'Oh haha,' he thought to himself, 'this must be some prank by my housemates. Or what if it were the Gryffindorks? Well, either way, I will stay in my room until the potion takes full affect. No one will make a joke of me!'

However, he woke up the next morning feeling fine. Draco wasn't sure if they potion had been concocted wrong or if he had imagined the night before. He really didn't care, it was Saturday and he had plans that night with a sexy sixth year Slytherin. The idea of kissing her suddenly didn't seem so appealing. Oh well, he'd eat breakfast and then worry about it.

Breakfast didn't help though. He tried to plan his seduction. First Draco intended to take her to an expensive restaurant in Hogsmeade where he didn't need a reservation to get a good table and could just walk past all the poor schmucks who had to wait in line. That would impress her. He would order a very expensive wine and have a violinist to play romantic songs at their table. By the end of the night the girl would be begging him to take her to bed. But he didn't want her there. The idea of a naked girl in his bed wasn't appealing anymore. He imagined her naked and fondling her breasts but that made him feel quite queasy.

What has come over me? Just then Blaise Zambini walked by on his way out of the hall.

'He has such a firm butt' Draco thought to himself. 'Oh my god! I find Zambini attractive!' It dawned on him that this must be the affect of the potion. He would be made to look a fool by attempting to shag some sexy male. Draco was at first furious but then Potter walked by.

'Damn he's sexy, I never noticed how green his eyes were before.' Draco fantasized about all the things he could do to that body then the mail arrived. He received another letter from his father.

Dear Draco,

I hope you are still in a forgiving mood. The brandy I gave you last week was tainted with a potion created to prevent you from consorting with anymore girls. It should make them unappealing to you and reduce your libido drastically. It is just a necessary step I had to take to keep the beauty in my life. Draco, I love you and one day will show you how much.

Your loving father,

Lucius

Oddly Draco wasn't mad. But what exactly did that last line mean. he decided he didn't want to think about it now and laughed inwardly as he realized his libido was dramatically stronger. A fact he would decline to tell his dad.

'Now' Draco thought looking around the room, 'who shall I seduce first.' he looked at Zambini again. Cute, but not good enough. He scanned the room but again and again his eyes returned to Potter. He was the best and Draco was used to the best, but it was more than that. He needed Potter. He would die without Potter. He loved Potter.

'What? I don't love anyone, especially not Potter.' But his body ached. He had to touch Potter, to get inside him, hold him, love him , keep him safe. The more Draco tried to resist, the more he felt he had to be in physical contact with him.

By lunch Draco was almost in tears. He had taken several cold showers and stayed in his room. He thought he had gotten better but as soon as he saw Harry again, it started. It was all he could do to make himself take a few bites. It was all he could do to keep in his seat. It was all he could do to not yell out, "Harry Potter, I love you!"

'That's it. I will seduce him tonight. I will get him into my bed and fuck him all night long. Tomorrow, I will send him away.'

Harry, however, had other plans. Draco waited for him at dinner. He planned to follow him out of the hall and corner him. Then he would do whatever it took to get him into his bed. But he never showed.

It turned out Harry had a date that night and had left for Hogsmeade with Blaise Zambini.

"What cruel irony!" Draco yelled at his bathroom mirror. "At least he's gay" he said to the empty room. But Blaise, he could do better than Blaise. He could do me. Then it dawned on him that Blaise had his own room too and would probably try to get Potter into his bed. Blaise was very successful in all his endeavors. Draco decided to wait in the common room to intercept the transaction.

In walked Harry. Alone.

"Potter" he called out to him.

"Yes," he responded.

"Come here," Draco instructed. And to his surprise, he did. Then he sat down next to Draco and very close.

"I'm here with Blaise,' Harry informed him.

"Harry, I don't see Blaise anywhere," Draco pointed out.

"Oh, he was very drunk and had trouble walking so he stopped to rest."

"Why didn't you help him?"

"Oh I was very drunk too."

"Were you now?" Draco smiled. This was too easy. "Would you like me to take you to his room."

"Yeah Malfoy, that would be nice of you. You aren't so bad…and you are so damn hot."

"Harry," Draco informed, "That's all I needed to know." He then proceeded to take him to his own room.

"Harry," Draco purred, "I find you damn sexy too."

"What?"

"You, Harry Potter, are incredibly delicious."

"But I thought you weren't gay."

"Am I gay for wanting you?"
"Yeah I think so," Harry said rather confused.

"Then I guess I'm gay because all day long I have been wanting you in my bed, naked and writhing underneath me."

"Oh no," Harry said, "I top."

"What?" Draco asked not understanding the reference.

"I. AM. ON. TOP,' he punctuated slowly for Draco.

"Ah I see, well whatever. You can be on top if you wish, as long as I get off."

"Oh you will…wait! I'm not here for you. I'm here for Blaise."

"He's drunk. He told me to take care of you."

"That doesn't sound like him." Draco didn't bother replying, he was already naked and now began to work on Harry.