But I need your touch just too damn much

II: The Stalking Sexgod

"Urm, shall I continue my story, then?" Harry suggested.

Harry was staring around in the shop with his eyes as big as saucers. He had never ever seen such a thing before. The whole shop was decorated with pink and purple fuzzy skin, bright lights in every corner and loud music to increase a certain mood.

There were 'items' everywhere. Things Harry had never seen before. Things Harry didn't dare guessing about what they were used for.

The raven haired boy shivered. "Uck."

Suddenly he felt two warm hands sneaking towards his waist from behind.

"What-" Harry cried out as he turned around. "No, not YOU again." Harry sighed and pushed Malfoy away.

"What's wrong?" Draco pouted.

"You are wrong! Why are you bothering me so much? First you didn't fight with me anymore for God-Knows-What reason and now you're practically sexually harassing me! What's wrong with you?" Harry blurted out.

Draco's cheeks flushed lightly pink. "Nothing's wrong with me Potter. I just thought you'd like the attention." With those words and a smirk Draco disappeared to the back of the store.

After a little while and a lot of annoying stunts from Ron and Seamus, Harry was wandering to the Magical Digital Video's section. That was the sanest part of this whole shop.

After seeing Ron's bright pink rabbit dildo, Seamus's chocolate lubricant and Dean's maidens uniform Harry was too grossed out. So he cut himself loose of his friends and was now walking through long rows of movies.

He saw every fantasy anyone could possibly have pass by.

But now something suddenly caught his eye. It was one of the rare gay movies and Harry was fascinated by the moving picture on the front. It displayed two rather young guys who were kissing each other fiercely. One guy had very light blonde hair and the other had very dark brown hair.

Harry felt like he recognized those boys from somewhere, but it obviously had slipped his mind.

'Malchik Gay' was the short title of the video. Harry knew what that meant, he had studied a bit of Russian in his early days. 'Malchik' meant 'boy', so the whole title simply meant 'Gay Boy'.

Harry was still staring at the video. He had been wondering for a rather long time if he was gay or not. He just didn't have many (read: any) experiences concerning his love or sex life. And therefore he couldn't just find out.

So, should he buy the movie? Just so that he could watch and learn if this was really his sexual preference? Harry was still doubting when two pale hands grabbed the small box out of Harry's hands.

"Hey! I was going to buy that!" Harry yelled.

"You were?" drawled a too well-known silky voice.

Harry sighed deeply. "Not you again, Malfoy." Harry turned around and he was staring into two silvery shimmering eyes.

"Yes, Harry, it's a true delight to run into you again."

Harry looked at the movie Draco was holding.

"Oh, you want this?" Draco asked seductively.

Harry nodded. "Yes."

"Oh, my, Potter, I never knew you liked guys so much."

Harry blushed. "It's none of your bussiness, Malfoy."

Draco shook his head. "Oh no, it is perfectly well my bussiness. What if you'd fall in love with, say- me?"

Harry swallowed hard and almost choked in his own saliva. "Wha-what?"

Draco raised one of his eyebrows. "Well, yes. I'm The Sexgod, as we'd confirmed earlier, and every gay guy at Hogwarts absolutely lusts for me. So why not you?"

"Because I'm not gay," Harry hissed through his teeth.

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that, Potter," Malfoy smirked.

"Hey! Harry what have you got there?" Ron said loudly, almost yelling, and pointed at the box that Draco was still holding.

Harry stuttered and tried to think of an excuse. Fuck! How could he possibly explain this? Just scream out: HEY! I'M GAY! That didn't sound like a very sensible solution.

"Oh, it's not Harry's. It's mine," Draco said proudly.

"YOURS?" Seamus screamed out.

"Yes. And if you happen to have a problem with that, Finnigan, I'd like to hear you explain about those magazines you keep in your secret drawer."

Seamus seemed to be gasping for air, like a fish on dry land, but he kept silent.

Draco went to pay for the film and a moment later the five of them exited the Hard Wand Shop.

They were walking silently through the hallways of Hogwarts in the middle of the night. Harry and Draco were walking very slowly and soon enough, they were left all alone.

"Thanks," Harry muttered.

Draco just stared. "You're welcome. I really wanted that movie for myself, you know."

"Ow." Harry was silent for a moment when the true meaning of Draco's words got through to him.

"Oh, so you're-" Harry didn't dare finish his sentence.

Draco didn't answer.

"I'd better go to bed now," Harry murmured and his hand brushed against Draco's shoulder for a moment.

Draco nodded. "Yeah, you'd better. Well, if you ever want to borrow it, you know where to find me."

Harry smiled and turned around to leave.

Suddenly he felt a warm breath next to his ear. "But we could always watch it together," Draco whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry blushed and ran away to his common room.

"You did WHAT?" Jessica screamed.

Harry stared shyly at the floor. "Yes, I ran. I ran away."

The whole class sighed deeply and was staring with a discontent look at their professor.

"I thought you'd be someone who knows something about love, but here we are, listening to a story about a shy boy who doesn't even admits he's gay to himself!" Rose softly spoke.

Harry smiled. "Yes, Rose, I suppose you're right."

"Hey! Proffesor! She didn't mean that in a bad way. Just that there's hope for us all. Right, Rose?" Renay responded.

Rose hadn't meant her words like that, but just for this occasion she nodded.

"But professor, I'm sure Draco made you feel bad in one way or another, but you must meet him tonight! You have to give him a chance!" Jessica said.

Renay confirmed. "Yes. You have to. It's not like you anything to lose!"

Harry thought about his little kitty he'd called Whiskers. That was all he had. That was everyone who loved him. But Renay was right. He didn't really had anything to lose.

"But doesn't your story continue? I mean, there must have happened more! You said he broke your heart! And you said you were a slut!" Rose cried out, licking her lips at the word 'slut'.

Harry nodded. "Yes, my story does continue. But first let's have a break and feed ourselves, than I'll continue after that. Okay?"

The whole class seemed to fine with that and they all got up to consume their food and drinks.

"I bet he and Draco had lots of kinky sex, don't you think?" Jessica suggested to Rose and Renay on their way out.

Renay snickered.

"No, no kinky sex! I'll bet Draco got Harry pregnant or something! Or maybe he cheated on the poor professor!" Rose added enthusiastically.

"Girls, stop it. You sound like two elderly women who have no social life!" Renay said. But she immediately realised that she, Rose and Jessica in fact were elderly women without a social life.

The three of them sighed deeply.

Lingering question: what did Draco do to make Harry hate him so much? Who guesses gets caramel fudge from stripper!Draco!

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