Sorry it has taken me so long to get this chapter up, I will try to have another one up by next weekend!
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A/N: None of the last chapter was Dobby's doing, it was all "lovely hormones"!
Harry dressed slowly after his eye-opening shower, trying desperately not to believe what had just happened.
"I can't be...I just can't..." he muttered. "Why would I think of Malfoy of all people?"
True, he had wondered why the girls didn't do much for him, but he had chalked it up to the horrific blunder that was Cho, and figured things would be different when the right girl came along. But there was no denying the thought of Malfoy was more exciting than any of his Miss November fantasies.
Harry sat down on the side of his bed and covered his face with his hands.
"Somebody kill me...." he mumbled. "Or at least hit me hard enough to cause permanent amnesia...."
"Harry?"
Ron walked over to sit next to Harry on the bed. "Are you ok?"
'Oh, yes', Harry thought, 'peachy. I just jacked off to my worst enemy. And yourself?'
"I don't know, Ron. I guess." Harry stated. "I just wish I knew what was going on."
"Hermione is working on it. She's in the library now checking through some of the older spell books." Ron put his arm around his best friend. "Don't worry Har, we'll figure it out."
"Yeah," Harry whispered. "I guess we will."
It was midway through class when it happened.
Dobby had been sitting in one of the empty cauldrons lined against the side of the room, thumbing through a new book he had found. He had overheard a group of Ravenclaw girls talking about a "romance novel" that was "just so dreamy" and "ever so hot". Dobby had waited until they had left the room, and "borrowed" it for a little while. After all, he was doing this for his Harry Potter, so he was sure they wouldn't mind.
This is how Dobby came to be thumbing through a copy of "Seeker of Lust".
Dobby scratched his head as he looked over the book. "Dobby is not sure what some of this means," he cried. "But Dobby will try it. Dobby must keep helping Harry Potter with Draco Malfoy."
Draco was chopping the frog livers into tiny pieces when he suddenly stopped, midway through a slice.
"Draco?" Pansy asked. "Something wrong?"
Without a word Draco put down the knife and walked briskly toward the object of his intention.
"Harry!" Draco cried.
Once again the room froze, waiting to see what sort of a lovely train wreck this time would be.
Harry laid the potion ingredients in his hand on the table and slowly turned around.
"Yes, Draco?"
"Why must you play these games with me?" Draco lamented. "What are you afraid of?"
Harry looked away, hands to his chest. "You, you would only break my heart, Draco. Everyone knows you cannot love only one. I would be just like all the others...."
Draco closed the distance between them, taking Harry into his arms. "You're wrong, Potter, " he began. "I knew from the first moment I saw you across the Quidditch Pitch that you would be the one to break me."
Harry placed the back of his hand on his forehead. "You would say anything to get me where you want me, Draco," Harry cried. "How can I be sure I would be the one?"
Draco dipped Harry to the side, holding him tightly in his arms as he leaned down to face him. "Because I love you, Harry," he moaned. "I love you like I've never loved anyone before. You make me tremble when I see you. You make me want to take you in my arms and never let you go."
"Oh, Draco," Harry whispered. "If only I could be sure..."
"WHAT," Professor Snape finally spoke up, "IN THE NAME OF MERLIN ARE YOU DOING?"
Harry and Draco both turned toward the steaming Potions teacher.
"We...don't....KNOW!" came the dual reply.
Turning back to each other, Draco ran one hand through the Gryffindor's hair, his other arm holding him up.
"Let me show you, my love," he whispered. "I will never break your heart. Break ME, my Harry, break me like a wild stallion!"
"Draco," Harry moaned, "oh, yes, Draco, kiss me, kiss me long and hard. Make me forget all others!"
The entire class stood in awe as Draco leaned further, bringing his mouth down on Harry's with a passion rarely seen or heard of. Even Snape was momentarily stunned. But only momentarily.
"POTTER! MALFOY!" Snape yelled. "STOP THAT THIS INSTANT!"
Dobby dropped the book onto his lap, losing his concentration at the sudden noise.
Harry's and Draco's eyes snapped open, their lips still attached. For a long moment they stood silent, until....
"AARRRGGHHH!"
Both bolted away from each other, cheeks a brilliant red. They gathered up their books and quills, looking a lot like two squirrels in the middle of the road who couldn't decide which direction to run in as the car approached.
Finally settling on a way to go, they tore from the room, leaving the remainder of their classmates in silence, although a few of the girls were still trying to regain their normal breathing....
Snape folded one arm across his stomach and placed his hand over his face.
"Class dismissed."
End of Chapter VI.
A/N: The title of the chapter comes from song of the same name by Cheap Trick. GE