A/N: Sorry for the long update! I've been really, really, really busy! Well, I hope you like this chapter, there's a bit of action in it! Heehee. Oh yeah thank Zahrah! She's my BETA and my brit picker! Now it won't be so American! I'm changing the rating from PG-13 to R seeing as the story is getting a bit more intense. Sorry if that bothers you in any way!
Chapter 5The week passed by rather quickly for Draco and Harry. Before they knew it, it was already Saturday morning, which meant no work. Draco slowly awoke and sat up, stretching at the same time. Harry wasn't in bed so he went to find out where he was. He walked out to the living room to find that Harry was slumped over in the chair in front of the muggle electronic contraption, a computer he thought they were called. He was about to slap him upside the head to wake him up but then looked at the screen, it looked like there was some sort of diary. He rolled Harry's chair out of the way and pulled a chair from the table up to the desk. He sat down and began to read.
August 6, 1995(not sure what year it's set in)
Dear Journal,
It's me again…who else would it be? Well it actually isn't that bad living out in the muggle world, very interesting if you ask me. Draco (it feels so weird to call him by his first name) and I work at this store Hot Topic over at the shopping center. It's like a punk rocker store, I like it a lot. It was so funny the other day; Draco was putting some GC shirts on the top shelf with the ladder and he fell on his arse! I was cracking up and then he started getting all pissed at me and started yelling back. It was still funny though. You know he's kinda cute when he's angry…WAIT A MINUTE! This is Malfoy! GROSS! I can't believe I just thought that! YUCK! Ok, right, where was I? Oh yeah, well anyway, Draco is gay! Can you believe it? He's the proclaimed sex god! I was so surprised when he told me! I mean come on; I'm his rival! He hates me!
'No I don't' thought Draco him self. 'Sure I may think you get more attention than you deserve but I don't hate you' He continued with the journal entry.
I asked him why he told me and he said it's because I'm a goody-two-shoes and I wouldn't tell anyone! Can you believe that! Oh that pissed me off. Anyways nveriopgoergiberbiobiorbvgker…
"I guess he fell asleep" Draco mused to himself. Draco thought about what he had just read. 'Whoa he thinks I'm cute when I'm angry? That is so weird…' Malfoy gently set Harry and his chair back to where it was previously so as he wouldn't know that Draco had read his journal entry. He looked at his 'arch nemesis' as he slept. 'I never noticed it before…he is really quite cute when he sleeps' Harry's lips were in a slight pout and his black untamed hair fell across his face obscuring his closed eyes.
'No I do not like Potter'
'Yes you do'
'No I don't, I hate him' not really, he was just telling himself this. He continued the fight with himself (Does that make sense? Lol)
'There's a fine line between love and hate, it's hard to tell when you've crossed it'
'You know what? SHUTUP! I do not like Potter!'
'Why did you just call him by his last name? Remember you're on a first name basis'
'SHUTUP! I DO NOT LIKE POTTER!'
'Yes you do' Harry began to stir in the chair.
"W-what time is it?" he asked tiredly. Draco lifted his watch to his face.
"11:30"
"Really? Whoa I slept that long?"
"Yeah you lazy bum"
"Shut up. What are we going to do today?"
"Nothing with you" Harry glared at him. "I was just joking, anyways I was thinking of going out clubbing today." Harry looked at him incredulously. "Really, you should take that look off your face, it's not very flattering"
"Clubbing?"
"Yes"
"I don't have anything to wear"
"Exactly, that's why were going shopping"
"Shopping?"
"Yes, you know it's where you go to stores-" Harry cut him off
"I know what shopping is! But when?"
"Now"
"Ugh, right now?"
"Yes, right now"
"Alright, give me two seconds" He rushed into the room and came out a few moments later clad in a pair of denim jeans and a green dress shirt with black dragons on it.
"That's a really cool shirt Harry" Harry looked down at was he was wearing as if he had forgotten what he had put on.
"Oh this? I've had it forever."
"Yeah well let's go" They set off towards the the shopping center.
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"How about these?" Draco was holding up a pair of extremely tight black leather troussers.
"You are joking, right?"
"No, try them on"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"How much are they?"
"Ummm, 50 pounds on sale!"
"No" ' There is no way in hell I'm putting on those trousers!' thought Harry to himself. 'Although Draco would look pretty hot in those…AWW BAD IMAGES!'
"Please?" said Draco with his infamous puppy dogface that almost everyone would fall for, Harry being in that everyone. He tried to look away but every time he did Draco would just jump right in front of him.
"No"
"Please?" This was it, it was working.
"Umm, no?" It was more of a question than a statement. 'Were getting there!' said Draco inside his head.
"Please?"
"Uhhhh…FINE! Are you satisfied now?"
"Yes" smirked Draco. He thrust the trousers into his hand and Harry went over to the dressing rooms. Draco waited impatiently; it was taking quite a while.
"What's taking you so long?" asked Draco from outside the dressing room door.
"These things won't button!"
"What do you mean they won't button?"
"The button will not go through the hole!"
"Why not?"
"Hmmm, I don't know, maybe because THEY'RE TOO TIGHT!"
"OK, ok calm down, let me in. I'll help."
"No"
"Why?"
"Because"
"Harry, just let me in!" Harry reluctantly unlocked the door to let Draco in. Draco looked down at the pants and scratched his head. They were in fact really tight, but he would get it to work, he was a Malfoy after all. He stepped in front of Harry and bent over to get to the button. He clasped the hem of the pants and tried to get them to meet each other but they wouldn't budge. He kept moving it this way and they but it just wouldn't cooperate. He finally came to a conclusion.
"Harry, lie on the floor"
"What?" asked Harry incredulously.
"Just do it"
"Why?"
"Just DO IT!" He hesitantly sunk to the floor and lay on his back. That's when the big surprise came; Draco came down to Harry's level and straddled his hips. Harry looked at him with wide eyes.
"What are you doing Draco?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to get these fucking trousers buttoned." Harry shook his head in embarrassment as the familiar red color rushed through his face.
"Lift your hips"
"What?"
"Are you going deaf? I said LIFT YOUR HIPS!"
"Oh my god" whispered Harry. He obediently did as he was told causing his member to stroke the side of Draco's thigh. A wave of pleasure shot through him. Before he could do anything about it however, Draco had finally completed his task and stood up.
"There" Harry tried to stand but the pants were so tight that it was very difficult to do. He lifted his hand for Draco to take and help him up. His hand was warm and soft. He turned to look into the mirror.
"Holy shit" The pants clung to his every muscular curve, they were tight but flattering. Draco looked at him from over his shoulder.
"Not bad Potter"
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"Are you sure about this Draco?" They had just arrived at a local club called 'The Anthem'. Bright lights and loud head banging music was blasting.
"Yes I'm sure, lets get something to drink" He led him to the nearby bar where he seemed to know the bartender.
"Hey Tim, 2 of the usuals please"
"Here ya go" He pulled 2 bottles of a yellow foaming liquid from behind the counter. Draco passed him a 10-dollar bill.
"Thanks" Harry warily followed the blond to a nearby table and sat down.
"Have you been here before?" asked Harry before taking a swig of the liquor.
"I've been here once or twice" They began to talk as the time slowly passed by, and they kept ordering more and more drinks. Before they knew it they were pretty fucking drunk.
"Hey look Draco, there's karaoke" Harry dizzily rose from his seat and walked onto the stage taking the microphone from the host.
"Hey peoples, I'm Harry" He paused for a second as though to remember why he was up there. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna sing a song, and it's called 'Baby got Back'" The host looked at the DJ and shrugged his shoulders, the music began to play.
//like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung\\
Harry started a complex dance that consisted of slapping arse while spinning in circles, light glinting off the leather trousers he had purchased earlier. Catcalls and jeers could be heard from the crowd.
//Wanna pull up front
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring\\
All the while he was dancing and singing, Harry kept staring at Draco making suggestive gestures. However Draco in his drunken state didn't really seem to notice.
//Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got
Me so horny\\
Harry slowly walked down the steps proceeding to where Draco was sitting.
//Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz
Well use me, use me cuz you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She sweat, wet, got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette\\
Harry straddled his hips as Draco had done to him earlier
that day in the shop.
//I'm tired of magazines
saying flat butt's the only thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back, so
Fellas (yeah), fellas (yeah)
Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
Baby got back\\
Harry put his forehead to Draco's so that their noses were barely touching each other. Draco was breathing slow erratic breaths, his drunkenness slowly fading away.
//I like'em round and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
Cuz silicone parts were made for toys\\
Harry's voice was now barely a whisper against Draco's ear. He had long since abandoned the microphone.
//So find that juicy double
Mixalot's in
trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos\\
Harry had stopped singing and was now nibbling the end of Draco's earlobe.
He moved to kissing along his neck following onto his shoulder. Draco bent his
neck in pleasure and moaned aloud. But as soon as the pleasure had begun
it was
abruptly brought to an end. One of the people who had been cheering during
Harry's little show had grabbed him by the waist and dragged him to the dance
floor, quickly hidden behind the masses of people. Draco waited impatiently for
Harry to come back to finish what he was started, but he was gone for a few minutes
now and there was still no sign of him. He stood up and weaved in through the crowd
trying to find him. He found a circle of people and pushed to the center to see
what was going on. He was surprised to see Harry freak dancing with some stranger,
definitely not something he would do in his sober state. He quickly boiled in anger.
Harry was his and only his, no one else's. He couldn't stand it anymore; he rushed to
Harry's side and pushed the other man away unceremoniously and started
where the other man had left off. He slid his hands down Harry's thighs from
behind him resulting in a loud pleasureful groan. This only caused
Draco to be more turned on than he was already. He started to plant light,
feathery kisses on the back of Harry's neck all the while moving along to the music.
They continued on like this for a while the crowd watched and cheered them on.
All this
pent up sexual energy from Draco couldn't be held in any longer. He turned
Harry towards him and mashed his lips against the raven haired boys own light pink
ones; it was possessive but still sweet. Harry suddenly awoke from his previous
drunken state and pulled back abruptly. Draco gave him a quizzical look and Harry
stepped back several paces running his fingers through his hair. What had come over
him? He didn't know what to do, he just ran, he ran
out of the club and as far as
his feet could possibly take him…
Thanks to the following reviewers!Caz Malfoy: Glad you like it! Yup, Houston, we have hit target! Lol.Chocokisses: Thanks! Sorry it took so long to update this chapter!Pheobe666: I know! I love Harry too! Don't cry! LolTheRealEbonWings: Hot Topic is my favorite store too! Thanks for the offer about the BETA thing but I already got Zahrah Radcliffe doing it. Thanks anyway! I know! MORE MEMBERS! Lol
Fliberdijibet: I know about the slang, I got Zahrah helping me with that. I just didn't know how people talked out there.Draco Malfoy21: Hot Topic is my favorite store too! Thanks for the review!Firehoney: Is it really one of your favorites? Thanks! I didn't know my story was so good! Heehee *mental pics*Reika: Slashy goodness is here! Lol. Oh so that is what fan service is! Thanks! Yeah I got a BETA. Thanks for the review!Lillie chan: Yeah I got a BETA reader, thanks anyway though, thanks for the review!Thanks for all the reviews guys!
Draco: EWWW YOU LET HIM DO THAT TO ME?
Harry: You know you liked it Draco
Draco: NO I DIDN'T!
Harry: Oh yeah? What about the little conversation you had with yourself after reading my journal entry?….WAIT A MINUTE! YOU READ MY JOURNAL! ::Starts to strangle Draco::
Alysia: THERAPY!
Harry: ::Drops Draco::
Alysia: heehee works every time
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