Chapter one
It was nearing the end of the school year and Dumbledore had decided to throw a party for the seventh years as hey had been through so much during their years at the school. It was to be hosted in the great hall the day after exams were to finish. Chaperoned of course by the Hogwarts teachers.
Ron had already asked Hermione to go with him however Harry's preferences had changed drastically since Cho Chang. Only last year he had come out about being gay and then dated his friend Dean Thomas.
That however was long since over and Harry had his eye on a certain blonde Slytherin.
Draco however had a play wizard image and was well known for having his heart surrounded in ice so thick that no one would ever be able to melt it. This however was what Harry was going to attempt to do.
The plan had three stages, the first already being taken care of. Harry had given Dobby two bottles of fire whiskey to spike the punch with.
This was so Harry could get Draco completely drunk and do to him what he had done to so many other students.
Ron knew of the plan and fully supported it. Hermione however wasn't so sure but didn't bother to stand up in defence for their enemy either.
Harry picked his clothes with care the night of the party. He finally settled upon his snug leather trousers that flared out at the bottom and an emerald silk button down shirt to match his eyes.
He had finally taken a potion, brewed with extreme care by Hermione to correct his poor eye sight permanently.
Harry turned quite a few heads when he walked into Gryffindor common room to meet his friends who had been waiting patiently for him.
Ron was wearing a black turtle neck and faded black jeans while Hermione wore a short black dress that showed of her long tanned legs. She had magically straightened her hair and left it down. She had matured from an ugly first year to a beautiful seventh year.
"Wow you look great Mione." She blushed at the compliment. "So do you Ron, your arse is stunning in those jeans." Ron's cheeks and ears went scarlet and the other two couldn't help but laugh.
"You look good to Harry."
"Yeah, in a non-gay way of course."
"Sure Ron, sure."
"Right then boy's are you ready to go?"
Most people had gone to the party in pairs only a few had not. The trio reached the hall in good time, all ready to have a great time and get completely drunk.
"You go in ahead, by the look of things the Slytherin's are already inside and I want to make an entrance." Harry explained to his friends. Hermione sighted, secretly she had hoped the plan would have been abandoned, Ron simply nodded.
They both turned and walked off into the bustling great hall. Harry smiled as they disappeared into the crowd, it was nice to see them so happy and in love after every thing they had been through.
A few minutes later Harry entered, every eye glanced his way taking in his new appearance. He spotted his target, Pansy Parkinson was trying to make conversation but Draco's eyes were fixed upon him.
Draco, Harry saw wore similar attire to himself the only difference being his shirt was a deep blue and made of velvet. Also to the Gryffindor's delight Draco had not slicked back his hair; instead it fell sexily into his molten silver eyes.
Harry gave him a small smile before moving off onto the dance floor. He danced with his ex Dean, Seamus, Justin and even Blaise before excusing himself to get a drink.
He fought his way over to Draco who was on his third glass of spiked punch already.
"Like what you see Potter." The blonde drawled in his usual tone.
"Maybe, how about you?"
"Oh, you'll do, I suppose."
"So how about a dance then?"
"I guess I could."
Harry led the way back onto the dance floor just in time for a slow song. He wrapped his arms around the blondes shoulders while Draco placed his hands on Harry's hip's and pulled him closer.
Nobody paid the couple much attention, as they were completely absorbed in their own dance partners.
Quite a few alcoholic drinks for Draco and none for Harry later and stage one was complete and stage two was about to begin.
The Slytherin was trashed beyond belief, his voice no longer it's usual drawl, his words were a slur and made little sense.
"I think it is time we got you to bed. Can you stand?" Harry asked standing from the table they were currently occupying.
"I don't need your help Potter." Draco hissed but as he made an attempt to stand he stumbled slightly so Harry put his arm around his waist and lead him up stairs.
Draco had so much alcohol in his system he failed to realise that he was being taken upstairs and his bed was down.
Harry lay Draco down upon the bed in the room of requirement. Stage two complete, the final stage about to commence.
Draco as Harry turned around, grabbed the Gryffindor's wrist and pulled him down into a kiss.
The sun rose the following morning to the two teens snuggled together and completely naked.
Harry woke just as the sun was coming up and quickly stumbled silently as possible around the room dressing.
Once fully clothed he scribbled a note for the blonde to find when he awoke from his slumber.
Unfortunately upon leaving Harry slammed the door a little loudly which knocked Draco out of his sleep. He sat up rubbing his eyes. His head was throbbing.
It was obvious he's had sex that night as his lower half was slightly sore. Looking around he realise he was alone. It was then he noticed the note upon the pillow next to his own.
The ink was still wet as he picked it up and read.
Draco
You've just been fucked by
Harry James Potter.
Draco fell back upon the plush cushions tears streaming down his cheeks. Harry had always meant so much more to him than this.
It was nearing the end of the school year and Dumbledore had decided to throw a party for the seventh years as hey had been through so much during their years at the school. It was to be hosted in the great hall the day after exams were to finish. Chaperoned of course by the Hogwarts teachers.
Ron had already asked Hermione to go with him however Harry's preferences had changed drastically since Cho Chang. Only last year he had come out about being gay and then dated his friend Dean Thomas.
That however was long since over and Harry had his eye on a certain blonde Slytherin.
Draco however had a play wizard image and was well known for having his heart surrounded in ice so thick that no one would ever be able to melt it. This however was what Harry was going to attempt to do.
The plan had three stages, the first already being taken care of. Harry had given Dobby two bottles of fire whiskey to spike the punch with.
This was so Harry could get Draco completely drunk and do to him what he had done to so many other students.
Ron knew of the plan and fully supported it. Hermione however wasn't so sure but didn't bother to stand up in defence for their enemy either.
Harry picked his clothes with care the night of the party. He finally settled upon his snug leather trousers that flared out at the bottom and an emerald silk button down shirt to match his eyes.
He had finally taken a potion, brewed with extreme care by Hermione to correct his poor eye sight permanently.
Harry turned quite a few heads when he walked into Gryffindor common room to meet his friends who had been waiting patiently for him.
Ron was wearing a black turtle neck and faded black jeans while Hermione wore a short black dress that showed of her long tanned legs. She had magically straightened her hair and left it down. She had matured from an ugly first year to a beautiful seventh year.
"Wow you look great Mione." She blushed at the compliment. "So do you Ron, your arse is stunning in those jeans." Ron's cheeks and ears went scarlet and the other two couldn't help but laugh.
"You look good to Harry."
"Yeah, in a non-gay way of course."
"Sure Ron, sure."
"Right then boy's are you ready to go?"
Most people had gone to the party in pairs only a few had not. The trio reached the hall in good time, all ready to have a great time and get completely drunk.
"You go in ahead, by the look of things the Slytherin's are already inside and I want to make an entrance." Harry explained to his friends. Hermione sighted, secretly she had hoped the plan would have been abandoned, Ron simply nodded.
They both turned and walked off into the bustling great hall. Harry smiled as they disappeared into the crowd, it was nice to see them so happy and in love after every thing they had been through.
A few minutes later Harry entered, every eye glanced his way taking in his new appearance. He spotted his target, Pansy Parkinson was trying to make conversation but Draco's eyes were fixed upon him.
Draco, Harry saw wore similar attire to himself the only difference being his shirt was a deep blue and made of velvet. Also to the Gryffindor's delight Draco had not slicked back his hair; instead it fell sexily into his molten silver eyes.
Harry gave him a small smile before moving off onto the dance floor. He danced with his ex Dean, Seamus, Justin and even Blaise before excusing himself to get a drink.
He fought his way over to Draco who was on his third glass of spiked punch already.
"Like what you see Potter." The blonde drawled in his usual tone.
"Maybe, how about you?"
"Oh, you'll do, I suppose."
"So how about a dance then?"
"I guess I could."
Harry led the way back onto the dance floor just in time for a slow song. He wrapped his arms around the blondes shoulders while Draco placed his hands on Harry's hip's and pulled him closer.
Nobody paid the couple much attention, as they were completely absorbed in their own dance partners.
Quite a few alcoholic drinks for Draco and none for Harry later and stage one was complete and stage two was about to begin.
The Slytherin was trashed beyond belief, his voice no longer it's usual drawl, his words were a slur and made little sense.
"I think it is time we got you to bed. Can you stand?" Harry asked standing from the table they were currently occupying.
"I don't need your help Potter." Draco hissed but as he made an attempt to stand he stumbled slightly so Harry put his arm around his waist and lead him up stairs.
Draco had so much alcohol in his system he failed to realise that he was being taken upstairs and his bed was down.
Harry lay Draco down upon the bed in the room of requirement. Stage two complete, the final stage about to commence.
Draco as Harry turned around, grabbed the Gryffindor's wrist and pulled him down into a kiss.
The sun rose the following morning to the two teens snuggled together and completely naked.
Harry woke just as the sun was coming up and quickly stumbled silently as possible around the room dressing.
Once fully clothed he scribbled a note for the blonde to find when he awoke from his slumber.
Unfortunately upon leaving Harry slammed the door a little loudly which knocked Draco out of his sleep. He sat up rubbing his eyes. His head was throbbing.
It was obvious he's had sex that night as his lower half was slightly sore. Looking around he realise he was alone. It was then he noticed the note upon the pillow next to his own.
The ink was still wet as he picked it up and read.
Draco
You've just been fucked by
Harry James Potter.
Draco fell back upon the plush cushions tears streaming down his cheeks. Harry had always meant so much more to him than this.