Author: Shini06

Disclaimer: No! I do not own Harry Potter or any character so sod off! (Sorry, I do own Burston…)

Note: A huge thanks to all the reviews and I'm very grateful to sinsoftheflesh98 because she accepted to be my beta! Yay! Now that I think about it, that's my first beta ever Oo

Addicted

Chapter 3: Friendless, Dateless and Breathless

Harry sighed. He felt really irritable. This past week, he didn't know why but everything upset him. He didn't know the cause of it, but he finally figured it out. Draco Malfoy. The raven-haired boy didn't know why but he was completely drawn to the blond. And it was maddening him. He sighed again.

"Hey mate, you know, it seemed like you had your PMS this entire week." said Ron.

The Gryffindor chuckled.

"Not really. I'm a boy remember? I had something on my mind. Nothing really important but it was bugging me."

"Oh okay. If you want to talk about it, you know where I am, right?"

He chuckled again.

"Yeah, snogging with 'Mione."

Harry rolled his eyes and smirked at Ron's blush. It was so funny to embarrass his two best friends. He began to lose himself in his thoughts. All this week, the Slytherin had ignored him. But why? He didn't understand. He knew he had to talk to the blond. Better corner him at the end of potions and take him into an empty class.

The Golden Boy then decided to go to bed as it was quite late now. He said good night to Ron and went to the dormitory where he changed his clothes and climbed on his bed to sleep.

"Wake up, mate! We're going to be late!"

"Umm… Just five more minutes, 'kay?"

"No! Seriously Harry we're late! Really really really really LATE!"

The dark-haired rolled in his bed to face Ron. He glanced at the clock and jumped from the bed. They were really late. He grabbed some clothes and put them on before rushing to the bathroom where he washed his face and teeth. He didn't bother doing his hair, only put some water on it and joined Ron to get to breakfast.

"Harry! You forgot your things!"

"Damn! Don't have time! Accio books!"

Harry's things came to him and they rushed to the Great Hall. They only had ten minutes to eat before the lesson. People were already going to their lessons.

"Shit!"

The red-haired had spilled some pumpkin juice on his shirt. He did a quick cleaning spell and they rushed to their lesson. They arrived right on time, panting and slightly sweating.

"We made it mate!"

"Ha… Ah… Yeah…"

It was already potions before Harry noticed it. He was playing the conversation he would have with Draco this afternoon and couldn't think about anything except that. He made some mistakes and had ten points taken from Gryffindor. When Snape dismissed the class, Harry told his friends to go ahead of him because he had something to do. Hermione and Ron nodded and went off.

Draco Malfoy was walking casually, alone for once, in the corridors. That's when he felt someone grabbed him by the collar and took him in an empty class before he could do anything against it. He turned around to glare and shout at his aggressor when he saw that it was Harry Potter.

"Well, well, Potter!" said the Slytherin venomously.

The said Potter didn't say anything but rolled his eyes. He sat on a table, facing Draco.

"What do you want, Potter?"

"You can drop the act, Draco." said Harry in a calm voice. The Slytherin glared at him and didn't reply.

"I want to know why you ignored me this entire week. I mean, we were getting along quite well if I may say before you starting to be the old Draco. Why?"

Draco looked away.

"That's none of your business, Potter."

"It is, because we're friends."

The heir of Malfoys would have choked in his drink if he had one. Friends! What was Potter thinking? Was he completely nuts! He knew he was quite dumb and slow but really!

"Friends you say, Potter? Very well. As I can see, you really didn't figure out what was going on! Are you stupid, Potter!"

Harry was beginning to be irritated with the blond. No, he didn't understand. Otherwise he wouldn't have dragged the Slytherin here to ask about it! He tried to stay calm and composed himself.

"Well sorry to disappoint you but I don't have a clue about the situation right now."

Draco sighed deeply. He rubbed his eyes tiredly before staring at the Gryffindor in front of him.

"You do know that I'm a Malfoy?"

The raven-haired boy only nodded.

"And that my father is… well, is suspected of being a Death-Eater?"

Harry slowly nodded again. He was beginning to understand.

"And you do know that you're the all-mighty Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived?"

He nodded again, shocked. He understood now. Of course! Why didn't he think about that! It was so obvious! Draco, seeing that the teenager finally understood, took a deep breathe.

"And that's why we can't be friends, Harry. Trust me, I'd really like to, but my Father won't accept it. He'll just beat me again for being friends with the enemy."

Harry shivered. Draco's father was beating him. Again? What did that mean?

"Did he… did he beat you? When you were still being friendly with me in public? Did he beat you because of that? And that's why you started to hate me again, isn't it? Oh my god… I can't believe this. Why? Why did it happen to us? I'm so sorry, Draco. If only I knew I…"

"That's enough said, Harry. I'm the one who has to be sorry. I didn't explain to you. But Malfoys never apologise."

The blond Slytherin smirked and Harry chuckled. There was the old Draco. The one he was missing terribly.

"I… I missed you, Draco."

Draco looked at his friend with wide eyes. He didn't expect that to come. The Slytherin was completely dumbstruck. Harry began to feel uneasy under Draco's stare. Maybe he shouldn't have said that.

"I missed you too, Harry."

He looked up and smiled widely. The blond really meant it, he could see it. But the thought of Draco's father made his smile faltered. Malfoy guessed what the raven-haired boy was thinking and stared at the floor.

"I think we could… see each other in secret? Like, when we're alone, we could be friendly towards each other again?"

Harry couldn't believe his ears. Did Draco just propose that? It was a wonderful idea.

"Maybe we could meet each other in the Room of Requirement? You know it?"

The blond nodded. They smiled.

"Meet me there after dinner Harry."

And he was gone, leaving the Gryffindor alone in the classroom. Harry felt his mood raised and went to the Gryffindor tower. He had homework to do and couldn't wait to meet Draco. He didn't bother to ask himself why he needed so much to see the blond because Harry just thought it was friendship. Here he was wrong…

The heir of Gryffindor glanced many times to watch the Slytherin table and each time he met Draco's gaze. He quickly finished eating and stood up.

"Whoa! Already finished, mate?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry but I have to go to the library to look for something. I'll be back later."

"Okay Harry. Don't be late for the curfew."

"Alright mum. Daddy, I'm going."

The trio laughed and Harry went out the Great Hall. He took the stairs and arrived shortly in front of the room of requirement. He passed it three times in a row and entered when a door appeared.

The room was warm and welcoming. It had a sofa in front of a chimney where a fire had been lit up. There was a small table between them. A carpet was lying on the floor. Red and yellow were the main colours of the room. There was another door and Harry figured out that it was the bathroom. Then, in the middle, there was a king side bed. The Gryffindor blushed and mentally slapped himself. How could he even think about that! Well he had a wet dream… but it was wrong!

Harry felt like bumping on the wall when Draco entered. He passed an appreciative look around the room and looked at the raven-haired boy.

"Hi."

"Hi. Sit down."

The two teenagers sat down on the sofa and an awkward silence began.

"I've already seen that scene…" said an amused Draco.

"Yeah, me too." Harry chuckled.

"There's an evening out next week to Hogsmeade."

"Yeah I know. I have to go to Honeydukes. Heard there was a new bubblegum."

The blond wizard nodded. He heard about them. They could make you feel addicted and you always had to have one in your mouth. When he heard about them, he thought it was kinda scary.

"People are addicted to them, you know? Should be prudent."

Harry laughed.

"I think I'll be more addicted to you than to them."

Even though the blond knew it was a joke, he couldn't help but blushed. Why was he blushing anyway? He didn't want Potter to be addicted to him, did he? He cleared his throat and looked away, embarrassed.

"What's up, Draco?"

"Erm, nothing. I'm all right."

Harry looked strangely at Draco but said nothing. He shrugged it off and stared at the ceiling. What would people say if they knew he was with the Slytherin and that they weren't fighting each other? He was afraid that someone would discover. More for Draco then for him in fact. His gaze turned to the blond who was sitting next to him and he noticed a red mark on his neck which was going down. Harry extended his hand to touch the mark, a concerned look on his face. The blond jumped when he felt Harry's fingers.

"Is that… your father?"

The Slytherin nodded slightly. The raven-haired boy's touch electrified him. The other boy continued to touch the red mark. He was… furious?

"I can't believe that a father could do that to his own son. How could he! A father is supposed to love his son!"

Draco smiled slightly. He took off Harry's hand and his gaze wandered in the space. He looked at the fire and thought that it was pretty. Red and yellow, just like the Gryffindors' passion.

"Harry, some fathers are just like this. They want their sons to be the best of all, to be perfect, but when they're not, they have to punish them. I'm not sure if they really feel love towards them or only sustain satisfaction. I, for a long time, tried to make my father proud of me, but it was never enough. I only want to break down, to yell at him, to leave home but I just can't…"

Why was he saying all these things to Harry? He never told that to anyone. That's when Draco Malfoy noticed that he never truly had a friend. A real one. One you can confide your problems to, one you can laugh with. Only fake and polite smiles. All that was a masquerade. He always knew that. He was in denial that he needed someone. How ironical that this someone became Harry Potter! His ex-fatal enemy.

Lost in his thoughts, he nearly jumped to the ceiling when he felt two strong arms encircling his waist. He tensed but relaxed slowly. He plunged in the Gryffindor's neck and pulled his arms around Harry. He wanted to cry.

"You can cry if you want. You already hold yourself too long…"

"You want laugh at me later?"

The brown shook his head. Draco tightened his grip.

"Is that all real? I don't understand Harry…"

And before he could notice, Draco was crying. The stress that he was accumulating all these years could finally be released. He cried for a long time and the Harry didn't laugh. He smoothed his back gently, telling him everything was all right.

"Why are you with me Harry?"

The Boy-Who-Lived smiled, even though the blond couldn't see him.

"Because I'm a courageous, generous and trustworthy Gryffindor?"

Draco chuckled.

"Shut up."

They stayed like this for what felt like an eternity but were only a few minutes. When they drove apart, they decided it was time to go to bed. When they headed for different directions, Draco held Harry's sleeve. He looked down.

"Thank you… for listening to me… and being with me."

The Gryffindor smiled and put a blond lock behind Draco's ear. He bent down and placed a kiss on Draco's forehead.

"You're very welcome, Draco. Good night."

And he left, leaving a mesmerized blond Slytherin.

The next morning, Harry woke up early and was very happy. Harry happy. Ha ha! Ron looked at him with wide eyes.

"What happened, mate? You look so… happy. Did something happen?"

The heir of Gryffindor looked at his best friend and shook his head. He decided to take a shower and on his way he was whistling. He himself didn't know exactly know why he was so happy. He knew somewhere it was because of Draco and he was thankful, even though they couldn't be friends in public.

He began washing himself with energy.

But somewhere far away from here, well not so far away but still, a blond Slytherin was slowly emerging from his sleep. This Slytherin was particularly confused and suspicious. And what if Harry was only playing with him, trying to find his weaknesses to tell to all those Gryffindorks! He didn't know what to think. And what did the kiss mean?

Draco Malfoy was very grumpy and took a quick shower before going to the Great Hall.

He arrived to the Great Hall and his eyes entered in contact with emerald's ones. He cast a confused glance at Harry and went to his table. The Gryffindor smiled. When Draco noticed that no rumours about him were spreading, he sighed in relief. So the Gryffindor was really trustworthy. He shot a meaningful gaze at Harry who nodded. Same place, same hour.

The dark-haired boy smiled to himself. Draco didn't seem to regret the things about yesterday. He didn't know why but he just had to be with the blond. Harry Potter was quite dense, but he didn't know that. Draco Malfoy was too.

"Harry, are you all right? You were lost in your thoughts." asked a worried Hermione.

"Oh, I'm okay, don't worry."

The bushy girl smiled.

"Do you have someone for the ball?"

Harry dropped his fork. The ball! He completely forgot about that! It was Halloween on Friday and he didn't even have a date! Now that he thought about it, some girls were eyeing him with hope in their eyes.

"Oh my god! I completely forgot 'Mione! Do I really have to… have a date!"

The girl sighed. She knew somewhat that her best friend had forgotten but still… she hoped that he wouldn't be so forgetful! Maybe she should buy him a remembrall?

"Yes, Harry. The dance is Friday. It's already Wednesday. Hurry up! And do you have a costume?"

Seeing the raven-haired boy's face, Hermione knew he didn't. She sighed again. This boy was hopeless.

"Well, you could disguise yourself in… um… a wizard?"

The brown-haired girl rolled her eyes.

"Could you be a little bit more… original, Ronald Weasley?"

"Well at least I'm trying to help!" and so, Ron began to pout.

Harry laughed while Hermione smacked Ron on his head. They began to quarrel gently.

"I think Harry would look great in a pirate's costume!" exclaimed Seamus.

Everyone turned to the Irish boy. Yeah, maybe…

"Well, it's the best idea I heard today so I guess I'll be a pirate."

"Cool!"

"Yeah! You'll look great as a pirate, Harry!"

"I can't wait for it to be to Halloween!"

Harry blushed and he began to wonder what costume was going to wear Draco. He'll ask him tonight. But more importantly, who was going to be Draco's date? Probably Pansy Parkinson… The heir of Gryffindor felt his stomach aches at this thought. Did he eat something bad?

From the Slytherin's table, a blond was watching the scene. Harry in a pirate? Yes, he would look great. Wait… did he just think great? He was losing his mind. That's when Pansy Parkinson grabbed his arms between her breasts. The blond shivered and pulled off his arm.

"Owww! Draco! Would you be my date to Halloween's ball?"

"NO WAY! Sod off now, woman!"

"Buuuuuut! C'monnnnnn, Draco darling! You know you want to!"

"Of course I don't! Now leave before I hex you to oblivion!"

The "girl" retreated and the proud Slytherin could now finish his breakfast. He really didn't want a date so why not going without a date? He won't be punished for that, would he?

Harry listened a bit during Charm's lesson. He was nervous at the idea of asking for a date. Why was his life so complicated? If he asked a girl, that girl would think she was special to Harry and that he wanted to date her! He could ask Ginny but she was still going out with Dean… Who, then?

"Mr Potter! I'd like you to repeat what I've just said!"

The teenager looked up to meet Mr Flitwick's eyes. He fidgeted with unease in his seat.

"Err… Sorry, I wasn't listening."

The professor sighed.

"I wish you could listen more to the lessons, Mr Potter. We were talking about the Incarcerous spell. Could you tell me what are the effects of this spell?" asked the professor with a serious tone.

As always, Hermione's hand shot up in the air. Harry rolled his eyes.

"The Incarcerous spell ties someone or something up with ropes."

Professor Flitwick looked surprised. He nodded in agreement and smiled.

"Good, good. Five points for Gryffindor. Now to practice the…"

The raven-haired boy turned off the voice. He still had the problem of date… He sighed in annoyance and guessed he'll just pick up a girl. Whoever… It didn't really matter.

"Hey Draco."

The blond Slytherin entered in the room. He looked surprised.

"Hey. I thought I was early? I still have ten minutes."

The brunet laughed softly. He patted the space next to him to incite Draco to seat.v

"Yeah well, I guess I came even earlier than you!"

The proud Slytherin sat down and put his feet on the table in front of him. He began to relax and close his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the room and the silence.

"I heard you were going to be in a pirate. Am I wrong?"

"Yeah, true. And you?"

Draco thought for a moment. He didn't really know.

"I guess in a vampire?"

"Cool! Who will be your date?"

The blond looked at Harry, dumbstruck.

"A date? Are you kidding me, Harry? I'm not taking any! It's too much of a burden… And I won't get punished because I didn't have a date now, would I?"

The other teenager looked at him, surprised. Yeah, of course. He could always say he didn't find any date! But it was still quite suspicious. The Great Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived didn't find a date? He chuckled.

"Yeah well maybe I should do that…"

When Harry heard Draco didn't plan on having a date, his stomach didn't hurt anymore. He didn't even notice. The two wizards began talking and talking before drifting into sleep, a peaceful smile on their lips and their heads touching.

"WAKE UP POTTER!"

A loud noise. The wizard rubbed his eyes and yawned. He got up and massaged his ass since he fell off the couch. Harry looked lazily at a blond guy and thought he was very beautiful.

"Oh… What time is it? Oh umm… Is that you, Draco? What are you doing in Gryffindor's tower?"

The blond put on a tired face. He was brushing his hair and cleaning off his dress. Draco looked at the brown-haired boy with disapproval. His hair was such a mess, even worst in the morning.

"Don't you ever try to brush your hair, Harry? And besides it's seven forty-five so we have to HURRY UP!"

Harry blinked. He blinked again and again before the information passed. Then he began to panic when he noticed he wasn't in his dormitory.

"But we're not in Gryffindor's tower! Oh, and it's impossible to fix my hair by the way. OH MY GOD WE'RE LATE!"

"That's only now that you've noticed? We fell asleep, you dumbass!"

And the heir of Gryffindor did the most childish thing ever: he stuck out his tongue at Draco who looked at him like he was crazy. He moved towards the brunet and said a spell. Some kind of gel appeared in his hand.

"Well at least put on some gel so that it will look like it's on purpose! And you're so childish! Stop being a kid!"

"I'll do whatever I want!"

The blond began fixing Harry's hair with the gel. Then he retreated back and looked at Harry with an appreciative smile.

"Okay, you're all done. Let's go."

They went out of the room before verifying that nobody was in the corridor. It'd be too suspicious if the two of them were getting out in the same time.

"You go first, Potter. I'll join five minutes later."

The Gryffindor nodded and smiled at Draco before leaving. The blond looked expectantly at him but nothing happened.

Halloween's ball came. Harry was nervous. He didn't exactly know why. Maybe it was his costume? Seamus told him he looked "sexy" in those clothes. They were too tight and he was feeling uncomfortable in them. The teenager sighed and went to the common room where Hermione and Ron were waiting for him. Hermione was a cat and Ron a… a what?"

"A tamer of dragons!"

Oh right…

"Harry! You look… splendid! And with the gel and all!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Oh, thanks." Harry blushed.

He was wearing tight black pants with black boots. He had a deep blue shirt, not as tight but people could see his muscles through it and a big, black jacket with and a sort of big white tie around his neck which was suffocating him. He had a pirate hat, black too, and an eye patch. He bumped in a wall twice because of it…

"Okay, let's go…"

The trio arrived in the Great Hall. Everybody turned to Harry when he arrived. His hair was a big black mess with gel and he looked so fuckable in those clothes. Some girls drooled and fainted. The Gryffindor looked uneasy and searched a blond.

He chuckled when he saw him. Draco's mouth was a little opened and he was staring at him, shocked. When the Slytherin noticed that his mouth was opened, he closed it quickly and glared at Harry who smirked. The blond wizard was quite appealing too in his vampire costume. And since Draco was very pale, it fitted him very well.

Tight black leather pants with black boots. A big white chemise like every vampire had and a black cloak, red inside in what seemed like velvet. The top of the shirt was unbuttoned to let see the pale skin and a golden chain.

It was Draco's turn to smirk and Harry looked somewhere else.

The feast was interesting but wearisome. Soon Harry was in the dormitory. He couldn't stand everyone looking at him with lust so he retreated in his quarters. Before he knew it, he was sleeping.

Months passed by and Christmas was here. Ron was going back home but there wasn't room left for Harry. He didn't really care because he was at ease at Hogwarts. Hermione was leaving too. She kissed goodbye to Harry and his two best friends left.

"We'll write to you, mate! Don't worry! Bye!"

The castle was empty. Harry began wandering in the corridors. He didn't know what to do. He knew Draco was staying at Hogwarts for Christmas and he smiled. That's when he bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry."

And he walked off. Well, he tried to. He was… blocked? That's when he looked back and saw a blond glaring at him with icy eyes.

"Oh, Draco. I can't walk in front of me. There's a kind of… barrier here? Is that normal?"

The blond glared at him again. He then pointed something above Harry. The Gryffindor looked up and all colours drained from his face.

"Oh, no…"

"Can't you watch where you're going, Potter!"

"I'm sorry… but I mean, why are we stuck? It's only a mistletoe!"

Draco rolled his eyes and waved his hand.

"Hello Potter! You're in Hogwarts meaning that nearly everything is magic here. So this is magical mistletoe! Can you understand with your little brains what that means!"

Silence. The raven-haired boy began to think. Magical mistletoe? So…

"So it means…"

"YES! We're stuck here unless we… we…"

"kiss?" finished Harry for the blond.

The Slytherin looked disgusted.

"If I catch the one who put magical mistletoes in the castle, I'm going to kill him…"

"ATCHA!"

An old man with white hair and a long, very long bear sniffed.

"Ha! Someone is talking about me!"

And he continued pouring water on his plants.

"Oh, well, let's kiss then."

"Are you nuts!"

Harry sighed.

"There isn't any other way so let's just kiss quickly and go to mind our own business."

The blond gave in and moved to place himself just in front of Harry. This one was slightly taller. They hesitated for a moment, then Harry bent down, pulling Draco's chin with his hand up. They closed their eyes, the Slytherin trembling a little. Their lips met and each of them melted in the kiss. It was supposed to be a slight kiss on the lips but when Harry licked Draco's lips, this one opened his mouth and they deepened the kiss.

Harry's tongue began exploring Draco's mouth and they danced the oldest of dance ever known on Earth. The raven-haired boy put an arm around Draco's waist who was thankful because his knees were giving away. The blond put his arms around Harry's neck and minutes passed before they gasped for breath.

The Slytherin was staring blankly at Harry. Then he ran off and the brunet stayed dumb on his spot for several minutes before realising what they've just done. He blushed and brought fingers to his lips. How would he react after that kiss with Draco? Nothing would ever be the same after this small event on the day of Christmas' vacations…

To be continued

Liked it? Sorry I rushed for the Halloween's ball but I didn't have much to write about it… And I wanted to jump to Christmas soon… So how did you like it, dear beta? Hope it was good! I thank you for all the reviews I had! As Draco the submissive one, I don't really know? Maybe later… Well next chapter is on Monday I think? Ha ha pray for it!