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Story Talk: Kay now we are going back to Draco view. This chapter is, I think, one of the longest of this fic and is really slashy. So I hope you enjoy.

Authoress Ramble: As I said in my ramble in Seducing You, for those of you that read it, you are lucky that I love you all. I really don't want to be writing seeing as my stomach still hurts. 25 hours later and it hasn't gone away. Although it is more of a dull ache now, but it still hurts and I am still not eating. But here I am typing this chapter at 5:30 on the morning. So feel special.

Chapter 4

Throughly Seduced

I remember that day like it was yesterday. I replayed it in my mind over and over again. And as soon as I got home I put it in my pensive ( I think that is how you spell it. I lent out my fifth book.) so I could actually relive it. I don't think I'll ever forget it. With Harry sitting right across from me it would have been harder. To forget. That is why I had to leave.

FLASHBACK

As I walked through the portrait hole to the Gryffindor common room the noise hit me like an invisible wall. The Gryffindors actually did a fantastic job with the decorating. All the house colors were spread throughout the room evenly. All intertwined with each other. Ugh when thought of that way it just seemed bad.

I looked over to the right side of the room. Against the back wall there was a bar set up. Seamus Finnigan was behind the bar servingdrinks. I looked down the bar and found Pansy furthest away against the wall. Unfortunately I caught her eye. She winked at me then turned back to Finnigan and pretended to flirt with him. I actually felt kinda sorry for him. Oh well.

"Come on." Blaise said pulling my sleeve.

"Where are we going?" Blaise just pointed. I followed his finger to find Potter and Weasley, of the Ginny variety. Potter was facing away from me and Weasley was facing me. There was a look in her eyes that I didn't like.

"I think not." I said as I turned to walk away. I didn't get very far. Blaise grabbed my sleeve again.

"Come on Draco, she isn't that bad really. Just walk with me and be . . . tolerable."

"Fine." I turned back toward Weasley and Potter. Now both of them were facing me. The look in Potter's eyes was even scarier than Weasley's had been. It was almost . . . flirty. I realized that I had been making eye contact to long. Was it two seconds or two minutes that meant the person was sexually attracted to you. I really don't think it mattered either way. Fuck. No I was only looking because he confused me with he look. Yes that was it.

"Hey Gin." Blaise said drawing me out of my thoughts. "Harry." He gave him a nod. Then he turned to me with a pointed look.

"Weasley, Potter." I said nodding to each of them in turn.

"Hello Draco." Weasley said. She then pushed Potter sending him flying into me and knocking us both to the ground. He was laying on top of me, his drink spilt down the front of both of us.

Potter's eyes were so wide you'd think they'd pop out of their sockets. His glasses had fallen off when we fell so his eyes were more visible than ever before. The green was so vivid. Damn it more then two seconds.

"Get off me Potter!" I yelled. Quickly he scrambled off of me and stood up. Just as quickly I picked myself up off the floor.

"Ginny what the hell?" Potter was angry too. Good Ginny I could take, Potter however, not so much.

"You'll pay for this Weasley."

"I'm sorry I really am. It was a n accident." she was getting scared. I would be too if I was facing too of the most powerful wizards in our year.

"Look how about you go to the boys dorm, clean up and calm down and then you can maim me." I opened my mouth to protest, but Harry answered first.

"Fine. Come on . . . Draco." I would have argued, but I was speechless for the small second it took for Blaise to give me a push. I kept myself from falling, but just barley. I turned back to glare at Blaise. I was fuming over his lack of cowering when I felt a h and slip into mine. Harry was pulling me toward the stairs to the dorm rooms. His hand was softer than I would have thought. I figured he wouldn't moisturize. I thought he would just take a shower and go to bed. Fuck mental image.

Quickly I yanked my hand out of his. Took me long enough we were already on the stairs.

"I can walk without your aid Potter."

"That's a shame." He said with a smirk. Then he turned back around and continued walking. I swear to the gods his ass was moving more then usual. Not that I looked. I wasn't looking then either. As far as I was concerned. Harry Potter didn't even have an ass. He didn't have a nice ass. He didn't have a nice ass that was covered in a tight pair of jeans. He didn't have a nice as that was covered in a tight pair of jeans that were probably soaked in the front. Fuck metal image. What the hell was wrong with me.

I closed my eyes and all, but tripped up the stairs. When we came to the landing I kept my eyes closed. The Slytherins fifth year dorms were a way down the hall. Apparently that wasn't the case for the Gryffindor dorms. I ran right into Potter and nearly fell on my ass, again.

"I thought you didn't need my help?" Harry mocked.

"I don't. I meant to run into you. Don't give me that condescending look."

"If you say so love." Love what the hell. I don't know what he meant by that, but it wasn't sarcastic. "Come on, I'm becoming sticky." Damn. The. Bloody. Mental. Images.

Again he grabbed me hand this time leading me through the door to his room. The room was disgusting. Not only was it Gryffindor, but it was messy and unorganized. All of it was a complete disaster except one area. The bed was made, there weren't any creases in the sheets at all. The bedside talk be was neatly arranged, the books stacked, pictures all angled perfectly. At the end of the bed sat a trunk. On it there wasa neatly folded pair of pajamas and the shoes were lined up neatly as well. Whoever owned this area was someone that I could be friends with.

"Are you going to get out of those clothes or what?" I turned to see Potter shirtless. He was standing in the doorway to the bathroom rubbing his chest with a et washcloth. He had already changed into a pair of faded blue jeans. The top of them was a bit wet from the water that had dripped down his stomach.

"I can't clean your clothes if they are on you."

"Can't you do a cleaning spell?" I asked trying to ignore the way my body was reacting to his half naked body.

"You don' get naked that way." He pouted.

"I'm not getting naked no matter what. The only thing I have to clean is my shirt."

"Oh." He said disappointedly. "I think we'll have to change that."

"What d . . ." Before I could finish my sentence he had conjured a red drink. "No!" I said wide eyed. I turned to run, but I only got as far as the turning. I felt the moisture seep through my pants.

"You bastard."

"I think you need your pants washed." The humor in his eyes pissed me off more than his words. I lunged at him knocking him onto the bathroom floor. Quickly I straddled him pinning his arms between my knees and his body. I sat up. Thankfully we had fallen close enough to the counter. I could reach the thoothpaste. The neat person must not have been the last person to brush his teeth because the cap was not on, but hell that made my job easier.

I showed Potter the tube of toothpaste. Much to my enjoyment his eyes widen. He began to squirm as I squeezed the blue substance into my hand.

"No no no no no." I smirked and raised my eyebrows before smearing the toothpaste through his hair.

"I think you'll be needing a shower." I was surprised when a smirk appeared on his on face.

"As long as you'll take it with me." Holy hell. Ignoring his blatant flirting was becoming damn near impossible.

"Unlike you I don't need a shower." Suddenly I found myself on the floor under him.

"How . . ?" He raised his hand and said,

"Wandless magic." I hadn't really thought about it before. I was too busy running and then killing.

"Why didn't you use it to get away from me before the toothpaste?"

"Maybe I wanted a reason to take a shower. Now where was I? Oh yes, your shower. With a wave to his hand my shirt disappeared.

"What the fuck?"

"Chocolate syrup." A container of chocolate syrup appeared in his hand.

"I swear to the gods I will kill you."

"As long as I get my shower first." With that he took syrup and poured it all over my face and chest. He then leaned down and licked the chocolate off my ear. I thanked the gods he was sitting on my stomach. Enemy or not he was fucking hot and apparently he felt the same way.

"Or maybe I could clean you up myself." He whispered into my ear. Then he moved to my other ear licking the chocolate off of it as well. But this time he didn't stop. Harry worked his way down my jaw line to my chin then back up to the other ear.

My breath had quickened a bit. That I could hide though. What I couldn't hide was my hardening groin or the lust-filled look in my eyes. Realizing this I closed my eyes. I felt him pull away. Only his face though. His body was still pressed against mine. I knew he was looking at me. I could feel his breath on my lips. But I couldn't open my eyes. I wouldn't let him see.

"Draco." he whispered. I felt his breath ghost across my lips. I heard the way he said my name. I had to see his eyes. I opened my eyes slowly. Just as I thought his face was right above mine. He was looking into my eyes. His eyes showed lust and uncertainty. I was sure mine showed the same.

My gaze moved to his cheek. Chocolate was smeared from his lips to his right eye. Slowly I raised my head and ran my tongue along his cheek. I search his eye as I laid my head back on the floor. The uncertainty in his eyes was gone. Then he leaned down and made mine go away to.

His lips felt so soft as they first cane in contact with mine. Just like the kiss they were soft and uncertain. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance. His tongue explored my mouth playing with mine, teasing it. Then he pulled back and let me dominate the kiss. He released my arms. Slowly I pulled them out and let my hands find his face. I continued to kiss him for a while, waiting until his defense was down. I felt his body relax completely. I took this moment to flip us over landing him under me. He didn't try to get away, but worry filled his eyes. I took the worry away with another kiss. This one more rough than the other, more demanding. Again I pulled away eyeing his chest which was covered with chocolate from being press up against mine.

I slid down his body so that I had a better angle. In the process causing us to rub against each other, bringing a groan from us both. Continuing with my initial plan I leaned down and began to slowly lick the chocolate off his chest. Teasing his nipples with my tongue and teeth on my journey, bringing moans from his swollen lips. I worked my way back up, kissing him throughly when I reached his mouth again.

I felt Harry's hand on my chest pushing me away. I hoped he was not going to stop. I was too far gone to act like it hadn't affected me.

"Shower." He said quickly before pulling me into another kiss. He continued to push me upward, but this time he came with me. Slowly we got to a standing position, lips never parting. He still had one hand on my chest and the other in my hair. His hand left my chest, not a second later I felt his naked body against mine.

The feel of him was too much. I thrust against him causing a moan to flow not only from his mouth, but from mine as well. As he repeated my action I heard the shower turn on. Harry moved from my mouth to my neck, as he began to push me backwards. I felt my back hit a wall, but I didn't care. Harry had moved down to my chest and was doing something with he tongue that I had never felt before. Gods was he amazing. He continued downward until he was level with my groin.

I gasped as he slowly licked the tip of my cock. Slowly making his way up.

"Oh my gods. I think they are sharing a shower." Then it all stopped. I had never hated Ginny Weasley so much.

"No way Malfoy wouldn't." The other one too. I swore to the gods I would have my revenge as Harry pulled away from me.

"Fuck." He said. He raised his hand and ran it in front of himself from his head to his stomach. The toothpaste disappeared and he was suddenly dressed again. "Get in the shower. I'll come up with an excuse. This never happened okay."

Who would have guessed that those four word uttered from Harry's mouth could cause so much pain. I felt my heart break as he turned to walk away, but then he turned back around. Grabbing my hand he pulled me into another kiss one that was more passionate than the one s before.

"I'm sorry." He said. He gave me one more soft kiss then he left.

PRESENT TIME

That was how I became obsessed with Harry. Jealous of any girl that he ever touched, fearing that every person he came in contact with would be his true love. I never went as far as stalking him, but I could never keep my eyes of him. Even now I can't help but peek at his gorgeous face, his stunning eye.

My thoughts were interrupted by the compartment door opening. It was the Weasel.

"Hey Harry, you can come back now."

"If I wanted to come back, I would have. I don't need your invitation." Harry said angrily

"Look Harry, I know you're jealous because you don't have a girlfriend, but . . . " Jealous who would be jealous of Granger. Especially with her acting like a dummy.

"How many times do I have to tell you." I could hear Harry fighting the urge to scream. "I don't want a girlfriend." He said condescendingly.

"Oh my god, you are a fairy aren't you?" Ron asked his voice full of disgust.

"So what if I am?" I could guess what the answer would be. The look on his face was even worse than usual. He looked complete mortified and it didn't flatter him. Not that anything did.

"Holy shit. That is the most disgusting thing ever. I can't believe I was ever friends with you. You' re a dis . . ." He didn't get to finish. I stood up and yelled stuptify. How dare he talk to my Harry like that. Fuck . What if Harry noticed.

"Malfoy?" He asked. Crap.

"Hello, Potter." I said taking off my hood. His eyes widened before he got a hold of himself and spoke. I must have looked awful.

"Why did you do that?" He asked quietly.

"Don't tell me you're going to defend him!" I was getting angry. Harry looked as though my response taken off guard, but if he thought I was going to let him defend Weasley like that after what he said he was insane.

"I'm not. I just want to know why."

"Because you seduced me." I mumbled to softly for him to hear.

"What?"

"Because he was insulting you, are you happy?" I really hated my temper sometimes.

"You care?"

"Yes, now if you will excuse me, I have to go." With that I put my hood back up and walked out the door.

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