Title: Terribly Irresistible
Author: Shinigami Liliz Black
Summary: Harry suffers a potion incident, changing him completely. Things get complicated to change him back when a certain blond decides to kick in. H/D Slash! Mpreg!
Rating: PG-13; I guess later will be R
Status: Betaed by Starry Serpent
Notes: Italic lettering is Draco's thoughts. Bold lettering is Harry's thoughts; Bold and Italic are both their thoughts.
Chapter Three: A Simple Settle
She stripped off her clothes and sighed looking at the mirror ahead. She was of course in the girl's showers since she was a girl. After the arousing encounter with Malfoy days ago, Harry couldn't stop looking herself at the mirror.
"You don't look so...bad." Harry remembered Draco said. It was very annoying to remember anything that has to do with Draco, especially the feel of his hand against his thigh and his tongue running down his lower lips made Harry certain nights arousing.
He never felt such way when he was a boy so he guessed it was girl's hormones that kicked in everything Draco was around.
But still, she was very attractive; curved hips, long thin legs and round petite breast.
Harry sighed once again and slipped inside the shower.
He stared blankly at the ceiling of his private common room. 'Hate those bloody meetings' he thought as he sat up. 'Drain me from my energies.'
Yet it was not only the meetings that drained him of his energies; it was the countless of night he lay down on his bed, unable to sleep as he remember the feel of Potter's lips against him.
"Now really Draco, what lure you to kiss that blasted Boy Who Lived?" he chuckled. "He's not a boy anymore. SHE's weak and vulnerable; oh yes, Harry Potter is vulnerable and I am the only one who knows it!"
He smirked as he unzipped his trousers and sighed. "Then again, Potter feels good; she looks good. Damn, there's not a girl here as attractive as Potter now."
He drew his knees up enough for his feet to rest on the mattress. "I can imagine Potter down at his knees..." he shrugged at the thought and moaned weakly.
"That was too much," he said huskily, "oh yes, it's time we meet again Potter."
His hand crawled down his trouser and stroked himself slowly.
She stared blankly ahead as Professor McGonagall rambled about transforming falcons into rocks. She decided to sit down as farther away from Hermione and Ron, just to be left alone, the problem was that, Draco Malfoy happens to choose to sit down besides him.
Since they were at the back Professor McGonagall didn't see to noticed Draco leaning on the desk and looking at Harry's blankly expression.
"I know what you're thinking, Potter."
Harry snapped his head and looked at Malfoy. "What are you thinking?"
"You're thinking about that night," he said leaning back in the chair, "The night I kissed you."
She narrowed her eyes at the blond. "I'm not thinking about that."
"Then why are you staring blankly at the same page for hours Potter? Believe me, you don't know a shit what McGonagall is rambling about."
"And you do?"
He leaned over Harry's ear and whispered huskily, "What do you say; we meet again on the same classroom?"
Harry shivered at Draco's seductive voice against her earlobe. "When?"
Draco's lips broke into a grin and licked her earlobe. "Same hour."
Harry's cheeks turned red as Professor McGonagall asked him, "Are you ok, Mr. Potter?"
He shook his head and picked up his bag. "I need to go to the infirmary."
Without waiting for a reply, he left the classroom. From the second row, Ron glared at Draco who smirked at him.
"Bloody Slytherins," the red head hissed.
This is terrible...
"Why did I accept in the first place?" Harry whispered slumping down to the floor and leaning his back at the girl's bathroom.
"This is Malfoy!" he hissed and buried his face on his hands. "Damn Potion!"
'Think on the bright side, you get to shag one of the sexiest boys on Hogwarts.' He growled at his own mind, playing tricks on him.
"I am a male inside! I will not definitely stay being a girl!" he yelled.
"Hell, I'm even talking to myself."
"Oh no," said the mirror, "You're talking with your reflection."
He raised his eyebrow and stood up. "Why did you accept in the first place?" the mirror asked.
Harry tried to answer but shut his mouth and blush. "Because you like his looks, you like how he feels against you."
"That's because of the Potion."
"Not even a Potion can create such effects. You're still yourself inside, trapped into a girl's body. You created those thoughts, not the girl."
"I can't possibly like Malfoy!"
"But you might now, now that you noticed how good he feels."
"What do you know? You're just a bloody reflection!"
"Well, we are made to give advices." He growled at the mirror and left the bathroom.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as they entered the Common Room. "I'm so relieved you're all right."
Harry turned her head to look at her friends; her knees pressed against her chest... breasts. She was leaning closely to the window, with a Potion book laid wide opened, forgotten.
"We freaked out when we went to the infirmary and Madam Pomfrey told us you never went there."
She rolled her eyes and resumed looking out at the window. "Are you okay mate? Did Malfoy hurt you?" Ron asked.
"Just forget it!" Harry said weary and stood up. She nudged pass by Hermione and Ron and exited the Common Room.
"What's wrong with him... I mean... her?" Ron asked.
Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "That's all you can say Ronald? It is bloody obvious Harry is not all right! She had been changed completely and we still hadn't found a cure to this."
"It was Malfoy's fault!"
"Oh no Ronald Weasley, you will not blame others for your actions. You will accompany me to the library," Ron groaned at the word, "and find a way to help Harry out of this!"
TBC...
Author: Shinigami Liliz Black
Summary: Harry suffers a potion incident, changing him completely. Things get complicated to change him back when a certain blond decides to kick in. H/D Slash! Mpreg!
Rating: PG-13; I guess later will be R
Status: Betaed by Starry Serpent
Notes: Italic lettering is Draco's thoughts. Bold lettering is Harry's thoughts; Bold and Italic are both their thoughts.
Chapter Three: A Simple Settle
She stripped off her clothes and sighed looking at the mirror ahead. She was of course in the girl's showers since she was a girl. After the arousing encounter with Malfoy days ago, Harry couldn't stop looking herself at the mirror.
"You don't look so...bad." Harry remembered Draco said. It was very annoying to remember anything that has to do with Draco, especially the feel of his hand against his thigh and his tongue running down his lower lips made Harry certain nights arousing.
He never felt such way when he was a boy so he guessed it was girl's hormones that kicked in everything Draco was around.
But still, she was very attractive; curved hips, long thin legs and round petite breast.
Harry sighed once again and slipped inside the shower.
He stared blankly at the ceiling of his private common room. 'Hate those bloody meetings' he thought as he sat up. 'Drain me from my energies.'
Yet it was not only the meetings that drained him of his energies; it was the countless of night he lay down on his bed, unable to sleep as he remember the feel of Potter's lips against him.
"Now really Draco, what lure you to kiss that blasted Boy Who Lived?" he chuckled. "He's not a boy anymore. SHE's weak and vulnerable; oh yes, Harry Potter is vulnerable and I am the only one who knows it!"
He smirked as he unzipped his trousers and sighed. "Then again, Potter feels good; she looks good. Damn, there's not a girl here as attractive as Potter now."
He drew his knees up enough for his feet to rest on the mattress. "I can imagine Potter down at his knees..." he shrugged at the thought and moaned weakly.
"That was too much," he said huskily, "oh yes, it's time we meet again Potter."
His hand crawled down his trouser and stroked himself slowly.
She stared blankly ahead as Professor McGonagall rambled about transforming falcons into rocks. She decided to sit down as farther away from Hermione and Ron, just to be left alone, the problem was that, Draco Malfoy happens to choose to sit down besides him.
Since they were at the back Professor McGonagall didn't see to noticed Draco leaning on the desk and looking at Harry's blankly expression.
"I know what you're thinking, Potter."
Harry snapped his head and looked at Malfoy. "What are you thinking?"
"You're thinking about that night," he said leaning back in the chair, "The night I kissed you."
She narrowed her eyes at the blond. "I'm not thinking about that."
"Then why are you staring blankly at the same page for hours Potter? Believe me, you don't know a shit what McGonagall is rambling about."
"And you do?"
He leaned over Harry's ear and whispered huskily, "What do you say; we meet again on the same classroom?"
Harry shivered at Draco's seductive voice against her earlobe. "When?"
Draco's lips broke into a grin and licked her earlobe. "Same hour."
Harry's cheeks turned red as Professor McGonagall asked him, "Are you ok, Mr. Potter?"
He shook his head and picked up his bag. "I need to go to the infirmary."
Without waiting for a reply, he left the classroom. From the second row, Ron glared at Draco who smirked at him.
"Bloody Slytherins," the red head hissed.
This is terrible...
"Why did I accept in the first place?" Harry whispered slumping down to the floor and leaning his back at the girl's bathroom.
"This is Malfoy!" he hissed and buried his face on his hands. "Damn Potion!"
'Think on the bright side, you get to shag one of the sexiest boys on Hogwarts.' He growled at his own mind, playing tricks on him.
"I am a male inside! I will not definitely stay being a girl!" he yelled.
"Hell, I'm even talking to myself."
"Oh no," said the mirror, "You're talking with your reflection."
He raised his eyebrow and stood up. "Why did you accept in the first place?" the mirror asked.
Harry tried to answer but shut his mouth and blush. "Because you like his looks, you like how he feels against you."
"That's because of the Potion."
"Not even a Potion can create such effects. You're still yourself inside, trapped into a girl's body. You created those thoughts, not the girl."
"I can't possibly like Malfoy!"
"But you might now, now that you noticed how good he feels."
"What do you know? You're just a bloody reflection!"
"Well, we are made to give advices." He growled at the mirror and left the bathroom.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as they entered the Common Room. "I'm so relieved you're all right."
Harry turned her head to look at her friends; her knees pressed against her chest... breasts. She was leaning closely to the window, with a Potion book laid wide opened, forgotten.
"We freaked out when we went to the infirmary and Madam Pomfrey told us you never went there."
She rolled her eyes and resumed looking out at the window. "Are you okay mate? Did Malfoy hurt you?" Ron asked.
"Just forget it!" Harry said weary and stood up. She nudged pass by Hermione and Ron and exited the Common Room.
"What's wrong with him... I mean... her?" Ron asked.
Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "That's all you can say Ronald? It is bloody obvious Harry is not all right! She had been changed completely and we still hadn't found a cure to this."
"It was Malfoy's fault!"
"Oh no Ronald Weasley, you will not blame others for your actions. You will accompany me to the library," Ron groaned at the word, "and find a way to help Harry out of this!"
TBC...