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Chapter 3

Draco could not believe what just happened. It seemed incomprehensible that someone with his type of sexual discipline would go and ejaculate over something as simple as a beautiful smile. 'To top it off it was Harry Potter's smile. Could I sink any lower?' Draco hung his head in shame for a second before remembering that Malfoy's never feel shame. 'It was only because of that vision in the shower.' He rationalized in his head. 'It was just because both happened to have green eyes.' Problem one solved. Problem two would be a bit trickier.

"What class do we have first Pansy?" His tone betraying nothing of the thoughts careening through his mind.

"History." Pansy wrinkled her nose in distaste.

"I need to go get my textbook."

"But Draco you usually make one of the first years go get anything you have forgotten."

"I left it in my room and I am not about to let some sniveling first year access into my private domain." Pansy had the grace to look properly abashed. Draco stood and walked confidently to the Great Hall's double doors. No one noticed the falter in his step as he crossed the threshold.

'Stop thinking about that disgusting boy! You just need a quick sex session and you will be back to normal.' Draco fought with himself all the way down to the dungeons quickening his step as he felt the moisture slip down farther reaching his knees.

"Perfection." The portrait opened and he hurriedly went up to clean himself off. He reached the bathroom and stole a glance at the shower stall. The memory of what had happened in there was too vibrant and he felt himself getting slightly hard.

'Oh no not now.' Draco quickly performed a cleaning spell on himself and was dismayed to find that there was still a stain on his pants. Grumbling the whole way he changed into an identical pair. He almost ran into the portrait before opening it continuing his mad dash up the stairs to Professor Binns class. He stopped outside the door and fixed his hair and calmed his breathing. Placing his sneer on his face he entered the classroom with all the dignity he could muster, found his seat and promptly stopped paying attention to the long dead Professor. Soon he was daydreaming about those green eyes again. He was unable to make himself cease the pleasant wandering of his mind. 'As long as it goes no farther than this it will be fine.'

Class dragged on and no one was more relieved when the bell sounded than Draco. He picked up his bag and sauntered down to the dungeons. 'At least there is sure to be something interesting in Potions today.' He almost made it down without any unpleasant incidents. Unfortunately today was just not going to be his day.

"Draco?" A sickly sweet voice stopped him in his tracks. He wracked his brain to put a name to that voice. He turned around and came face to face with a girl in Ravenclaw robes. She was about 5'6 with short, mousy brown hair. Draco scanned her face waiting for the spark of recognition, none came.

"What do you want?" He tried to put as much irritation into his voice as possible.

"I just wanted to make sure you remembered our little date for tonight. Astronomy tower at 11:30. Don't be late." She giggled and waved her hips provocatively to her uncaring audience as she ascended the stairs.

Draco twisted back around and stomped into the Potion classroom. Snape sent him a pointed look which he ignored as he pulled out his cauldron and text book. Five minutes later class started off beautifully as Snape took 5 points from Gryffindor for having a certain green eyed student arriving a bit too late for his tastes.

Draco sighed as Snape settled in for a lecture obviously this was not going to be a lab day. He shifted in his chair and cast a searching look around the room. His eyes fell onto a messy mop of raven black hair. The head from which this glorious hair grew was being supported by one strong tanned long fingered hand.

To Draco it was a beautiful combination of black and tan. 'Whoa hold it. I am not going to be falling for the Golden Boy. Golden is right though, I have never seen such a perfect tan.' Draco snorted as he shoved those thoughts into the trash were they belonged.

"Can anyone tell me exactly what Heart-fruit flies do for blood clotting potions?" Snape's question or rather his loud pronunciation of said question had all the students shifting up in their seats rummaging for their textbooks. Snape ignored Hermoine's hand and decided to pick on Neville.

"Well, Mr. Longbottom, what do they do?"

"Um...uh...they...they attack the heart?" Neville could barely control his stuttering in the presence of the Potions Master.

"Wrong. Five more points from Gryffindor for being clueless."

Draco could not help but snicker as he watched Neville's face turn pale. He shifted his eyes back to Harry surprised that they were glaring at him. 'And I thought he wasn't going to be so bad after he smiled at me this morning.' Draco sent him his best smirk and twisted back in his seat to pay attention to Snape. The rest of the class time was spent taking notes on a potion he could do since he was seven. Draco knew full well that Severus would not even read his notes.

'Hell I could put drawings of Dumbledore shagging Hooch and I would still get an A.' Draco scribbled down the next portion of the notes trying to get the vision out of his head. His mind wandered yet again to the Boy Who Lived. Draco closed his eyes and envisioned himself dominating the other boy as he had done to so many before.

He could feel the muscles in his groin tightening but he did not care. A small smile played about his lips as the phantom Harry was forced to do unspeakable things. A very Slytherin plan formed in his head. It would not be long before the Golden Boy would find himself tainted.

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