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Chapter 2
The next week in detention...
Snape left the room doing only God-knows-what.
"Errr... Malfoy?" Potter looked just too adorable all nervous.
"Yes, Potter?" Why not act all innocent and give him a chance?
"Keep what I spilled the other night shut, will ya?" Awww... Golden Boy's pleading.
"What? Being gay? Afraid everybody won't like the Boy Who Lived anymore? Why should I?"
"Nahh... not being gay. So what. The world finds out I like guys. They'll live. Don't call me that. I hate it. Fame doesn't mean shit to me. The other stuff I said is what I'm talking about. I'm merely asking you not to say anything." Wow. Potter really was relaxed about this.
Draco remember when her first found out he was a Nancy boy. It was quite strange now that he looked back on it. ~ Flashback ~
"What ever will I do, Blaise??? What'll Father say??? He can't disown me 'cause then there won't be a Malfoy heir anymore," Draco panicked.
"Then you've got nothing to worry about," Blaise just kept bouncing on his best friend's bed.
"What?"
"He can't disown you or hurt you because it could risk losing the only heir in the bloodline. All that worrying was a waste."
"Errr... Okay." ~ Flashback Ends ~
"So are you going to keep it shut or not?" Leave it to Potter to break his thought.
"Sure."
Just then, Snape announced, "Detention's over."
Two weeks later...
Once again, the two archenemies were in detention with Snape for messing up a potion. It was a Polyjuice Potion too. Isn't it a bit ironic?
Harry was occupying himself by daydreaming endlessly about random things and looking innocently lost in his own world. Draco was smiling freakishly happily at his plot to keep himself busy for the next three hours of detention.
Still smiling, he walked up to the sweet raven-haired Gryffindor and asked, "Fancy being fucked?"
"Repeat that?!?!?" This was all too cute. All too cute.
"Fancy being fucked?"
"That's what I thought you said."
"Then, you wanna go for it?"
"You really are rather handsome, but..."
"What is it?" the blonde was starting to feel rather put off now, he was being rejected by Potter for the second time.
"Errr... I'm still..." he blushed bright red.
"Cherry?"
"Yeah. That's the word. I still need another reason to lose it to you."
"I'm hot, you're gorgeous and I'm having a hard time not jumping you right now." The blush turned several shades deeper. He continued, "It's healthier than that awful junk you had called Remy Martin. What do you say we give it a go?"
"You make a decent closet case." Harry gave him a toothy grin, showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Believe me, I'm way out of the closet. Come here." Draco gestured a beckoning finger in his own direction.
He plopped right off the chair with his hands jammed in his jeans pockets and walked over, so he was standing in front of Draco. Both heads met halfway for a heated kiss. The first of many. Malfoy found those kissable pink lips to be even softer than they looked.
The Gryffindor ran his tongue over his opposite's bottom lip lightly asking for entrance. A gasp escaped the lips letting him in gladly. He glided his tongue across a perfect, white row of minty-tasting teeth and began to explore the other boy's mouth hungrily. They battled for dominance with each other's tongues desperately.
Soon enough, the two broke apart panting for air.
"What the fuck was that, Potter?" It came out as harsh instead of the intended happily shocked tone.
"Errr... the only person I've ever kissed was Cho Chang and she was all crying and soggy. It wasn't exactly what you'd call a good experience. Hence, horrible kissing," he sounded so sweet and apologetic.
"One person? And you can kiss someone like that?" Draco really was surprised. Harry was the only person who could even compare to himself. Not that he'd ever tell Potter it. ` Damn... he just had to beat me in everything. DADA, Quidditch, now kissing.`
[Wow... Jealous much?]
`Fuck off...`
[I can't, but I'll be quiet if that's what you want.]
`Good.`
"Terrible right? Sorry," Harry looked down at his feet.
"Salazar no! Are you crazy? If that was really your second kiss, bloody hell, you'll never need much practice!" the blonde Slytherin admitted.
"Really?" his emerald orbs brightened a bit.
`Fuck, he looks good. Good enough to eat. Damn Potter and his looks.`
[You know you like him.]
`I thought you were going to go away and I do not!`
[Go ahead and lie to yourself.]
`Oh bugger off.`
[Fine, ::cough:: fuckwit. ::cough::]
`What'd you just call me?`
[Oh, nothing... ::cough:: bloody wanker ::cough::]
`Excuse me?`
[I didn't say a word! ::cough:: jackass ::cough::]
`Okay, but if I hear one more word...`
[I get your point! ::cough:: dumbass. ::cough::]
Draco scratched his head and gave his nemesis a once over as he said, "Yeah, keep kissing like that and I just might forget about shagging you altogether. Now get back here. We've got two and a half hours to blow off."
He gestured for Harry to go over there and as soon as he was within arm's distance, Draco grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him into yet another blissful kiss. And another. And another.
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Chapter 2
The next week in detention...
Snape left the room doing only God-knows-what.
"Errr... Malfoy?" Potter looked just too adorable all nervous.
"Yes, Potter?" Why not act all innocent and give him a chance?
"Keep what I spilled the other night shut, will ya?" Awww... Golden Boy's pleading.
"What? Being gay? Afraid everybody won't like the Boy Who Lived anymore? Why should I?"
"Nahh... not being gay. So what. The world finds out I like guys. They'll live. Don't call me that. I hate it. Fame doesn't mean shit to me. The other stuff I said is what I'm talking about. I'm merely asking you not to say anything." Wow. Potter really was relaxed about this.
Draco remember when her first found out he was a Nancy boy. It was quite strange now that he looked back on it. ~ Flashback ~
"What ever will I do, Blaise??? What'll Father say??? He can't disown me 'cause then there won't be a Malfoy heir anymore," Draco panicked.
"Then you've got nothing to worry about," Blaise just kept bouncing on his best friend's bed.
"What?"
"He can't disown you or hurt you because it could risk losing the only heir in the bloodline. All that worrying was a waste."
"Errr... Okay." ~ Flashback Ends ~
"So are you going to keep it shut or not?" Leave it to Potter to break his thought.
"Sure."
Just then, Snape announced, "Detention's over."
Two weeks later...
Once again, the two archenemies were in detention with Snape for messing up a potion. It was a Polyjuice Potion too. Isn't it a bit ironic?
Harry was occupying himself by daydreaming endlessly about random things and looking innocently lost in his own world. Draco was smiling freakishly happily at his plot to keep himself busy for the next three hours of detention.
Still smiling, he walked up to the sweet raven-haired Gryffindor and asked, "Fancy being fucked?"
"Repeat that?!?!?" This was all too cute. All too cute.
"Fancy being fucked?"
"That's what I thought you said."
"Then, you wanna go for it?"
"You really are rather handsome, but..."
"What is it?" the blonde was starting to feel rather put off now, he was being rejected by Potter for the second time.
"Errr... I'm still..." he blushed bright red.
"Cherry?"
"Yeah. That's the word. I still need another reason to lose it to you."
"I'm hot, you're gorgeous and I'm having a hard time not jumping you right now." The blush turned several shades deeper. He continued, "It's healthier than that awful junk you had called Remy Martin. What do you say we give it a go?"
"You make a decent closet case." Harry gave him a toothy grin, showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Believe me, I'm way out of the closet. Come here." Draco gestured a beckoning finger in his own direction.
He plopped right off the chair with his hands jammed in his jeans pockets and walked over, so he was standing in front of Draco. Both heads met halfway for a heated kiss. The first of many. Malfoy found those kissable pink lips to be even softer than they looked.
The Gryffindor ran his tongue over his opposite's bottom lip lightly asking for entrance. A gasp escaped the lips letting him in gladly. He glided his tongue across a perfect, white row of minty-tasting teeth and began to explore the other boy's mouth hungrily. They battled for dominance with each other's tongues desperately.
Soon enough, the two broke apart panting for air.
"What the fuck was that, Potter?" It came out as harsh instead of the intended happily shocked tone.
"Errr... the only person I've ever kissed was Cho Chang and she was all crying and soggy. It wasn't exactly what you'd call a good experience. Hence, horrible kissing," he sounded so sweet and apologetic.
"One person? And you can kiss someone like that?" Draco really was surprised. Harry was the only person who could even compare to himself. Not that he'd ever tell Potter it. ` Damn... he just had to beat me in everything. DADA, Quidditch, now kissing.`
[Wow... Jealous much?]
`Fuck off...`
[I can't, but I'll be quiet if that's what you want.]
`Good.`
"Terrible right? Sorry," Harry looked down at his feet.
"Salazar no! Are you crazy? If that was really your second kiss, bloody hell, you'll never need much practice!" the blonde Slytherin admitted.
"Really?" his emerald orbs brightened a bit.
`Fuck, he looks good. Good enough to eat. Damn Potter and his looks.`
[You know you like him.]
`I thought you were going to go away and I do not!`
[Go ahead and lie to yourself.]
`Oh bugger off.`
[Fine, ::cough:: fuckwit. ::cough::]
`What'd you just call me?`
[Oh, nothing... ::cough:: bloody wanker ::cough::]
`Excuse me?`
[I didn't say a word! ::cough:: jackass ::cough::]
`Okay, but if I hear one more word...`
[I get your point! ::cough:: dumbass. ::cough::]
Draco scratched his head and gave his nemesis a once over as he said, "Yeah, keep kissing like that and I just might forget about shagging you altogether. Now get back here. We've got two and a half hours to blow off."
He gestured for Harry to go over there and as soon as he was within arm's distance, Draco grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him into yet another blissful kiss. And another. And another.
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