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Real smooth Potter, real smooth. Way to stay in control, now 'The Plan' is ruined. What the hell am I going to do? Think Harry, think. Have to get Draco, but how? No little I'm the 'Boy Who Lived' bullshit is going to work this time… no matter how many times it has before. Draco will not be persuaded easily. He likes a chase but now that I've blown my innocent Harry cover, I'll have to figure something else out. Of course! He would like a chase but who said he had to be the one doing the chasing? Time to get aggressive. I will have Draco Malfoy in my bed… on the floor… in the shower - come now Harry, let's not get ahead of our selves. First things first, make him want you to chase him. Make him want to chase you. Perfect, 'Plan B' is now in effect.

I walk down the hall going over the new plan in my head, humming a little tune I heard once in a movie - changing the words to fit my own purpose of course. Pulling myself out of the skillful and delicate details of my new plan, I realize I'm going to be late for Charms. I run as fast as I can, trying to make it on time but fail and five points are taken from Gryffindor, despite my best efforts.

I take my seat beside Ron and as if following a playbook of annoying friend behavior he begins to interrogate me on where I've been.

"Harry, where have you been? Mione and I looked all over for you." Nosey much?

"I took a walk, felt like being alone." I was not with Draco. Anyone who says differently is a liar.

"Oh, well did you happen to meet anyone on your way?" Why is he smiling like that? No really, it's frightening.

"Who told you?" I'll kill them! Damn me and my exhibitionism!

"She did actually. She wanted to know where you were, so she asked me. I told her I didn't know but I guess she found you anyway." She?

"She? What - who? What are you talking about?" I'm lost, relieved but lost.

"Lavender of course, she said she wanted you see if you wanted to go with her to Hogsmeade this weekend." I'd rather not.

"Oh, no, I didn't see her." And very thankful for it.

"What where you talking about then?" That's none of your damn business and I'll thank you to stay out my personal affair!

"What? I was, it was, nothing nothing. What'd I miss?" Don't push. Please.

I quickly change the subject so he doesn't ask any more questions, though I can tell he wants to. I feign interest as he begins to tell me how Neville tried to levitate his toad but turned into a flower pot instead but as soon as he opens his mouth I am somewhere else… with someone else. I begin to hum my little song singing the words quietly to myself… "Things will work out according to my ultimate design. Soon I'll have that little dragon and his body will be mine, mwhahahahah-"

"HARRY!" It wasn't me!

"What?" Do you want? I was busy.

"Are you ok?" Never better.

"Excellent, why?" Please tell me I wasn't talking out loud.

"Well, I've been trying to get your attention for a good five minutes and then you just started laughing… all loud and weird" Just laughing? Whew… that was a close one.

"Oh, it was nothing. Just thought of something funny." Please don't ask questions. Especially ones that are none of your business!

"All right then. Come on the lesson's over. We need to get to Creatures."

We meet up with Mione and the three of us set off on our way when a sudden thought occurs to me; we have creatures next, with the Slytherins… with Draco. I wonder how he will react to me? He'll probably just ignore me. It seems his style, ignore something and maybe it'll go away. Little does he know, I'm not going anywhere. Not until I get what I want. But what should I do? I can't be too obvious with Ron and Mione here, which reminds me, I really need to talk to them about this. I can't have them messing up my well thought out plans.

We meet the rest of the class halfway there, I notice immediately Draco's not with them. He better not have skived off. My fears are laid to rest as soon as we reach Hagrid's Hut. I see him lingering by the Unicorn Pen, looking awfully suspicious. Probably throwing rocks at them or something. The moment he spots me, I make a kiss motion at him but he appears to be unaffected. Now he's mouthing something at me - oh? Hate me do you? I don't think so but what to do now? I've got it! I take out my wand and proceed to make a rather indecent gesture with it. That did the trick; he's refusing to look at me now. I have him right where I want him. I force myself to rip my attention from him and focus on the unicorns Hagrid has arranged for us, desperately wanting class to be over.

I don't think that could have been a more enjoyable lesson. Especially when that unicorn bit Draco. I thought he was going to kill it, probably would have if Hagrid hadn't stopped him. The look on his face was priceless, almost makes me wish Colin had been around… almost. He's following us, most likely wanting to discuss our earlier… interactions. I suppose I need to lose Ron and Hermione. After excusing myself from the company of my beloved - albeit over protective - friends, I duck into the nearest bathroom. I stand in the open for a second but the instant the doors open, I jump into a stall and wait. I can't have him thinking I was waiting for him, now can I? After a sufficient amount of time has passed I step back out and come face to face with my quarry.

"Potter." Draco my pet, I was wondering when you'd show up.

"What do you want now Malfoy?" Or what do you want me to do?

"What do I want? What do I want?" Is there an echo in here?

"Well…" Come on, spit it out already -ahahahhahahahah - No, that's terribly rude actually.

"Take it back." Don't wanna.

"Take what back?" Come on… say it

"You know… the thing… in the hall." Tehehe, talk much?

"Oh that, I can't take it back, It happened" Plus… don't wanna.

"You listen to me Potter, nothing happened. Do you hear me? NOTHING!" Suurre

"If nothing happened, how am I supposed to take it back?" Is it wrong to get off on antagonizing him?

"THAT'S IT!" Is it really?

Much to my surprise and delight, Draco seems to have lost his temper. If I knew he was going to slam me up against a wall every time I pushed his buttons - I would definitely do this more often. He looks so delicious snarling at me like that. I find this situation oddly humorous and can't help but chuckle.

"Ooh Draco… I always knew you'd like it rough." You kinky little devil.

"By the feel of things Potter, I'd say you're the one who likes it rough." Never said I didn't.

"Never said I didn't." Must bite - lick - SOMETHING!

"Are you trying to bite me?" Yes

"Do you want me to?" You know you do.

"NO!" Liar

"Maybe you should back up then." And get with the naked.

"Ok Potter, I'm going to let you go now and then I am going to leave. Don't. Try. Anything." Yeah… that'll happen.

"Whatever you say." No really… whatever you say.

I'm on him the instant he loosens his grip. We tumble to the floor - with me on top, just how I like it. My my, so he is enjoying this - note to self: Draco does like it rough. Putting this little bit of information to good use, I pin his arms above his head and immediately begin an assault on his neck - with my tongue.

My advances are thwarted however, as he - with the skill of a true seeker - has me under him in an instant. I smile; if he insists on being the dominant one I'll let him, this time. We're at a stand still, he doesn't move and neither do I. We simply use the time to study each other, trying to anticipate the others next move. But just as one is about to be made (at least by me) my prey is roughly torn from my grasp and thrown across the room.

"What the hell do you think you're doing Malfoy?" Damn it Ron! He better not be bruised! I was looking forward to doing that myself.

"I think that would be fairly obvious." Have you… met Ron?

"Thought you'd corner Harry alone and rough him up a little did you?" One could only hope.

"Ron, leave it. Nothing happened." Thanks to you. Asshole.

"Only because I got here in time. Honestly Harry, you should know better than to go off alone." And just who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

"I can take care of myself you know." For I am Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived to Seduce Draco Malfoy.

"I know but -" But nothing.

"Drop it. Let's go I'm hungry" And since you so skillful ruined my chances of satisfying that hunger, I might as well go to dinner.

I get up off the floor and start to head out, Ron following close behind. Once out the door, I stop suddenly letting him get a head of me, then poke my head back in to a still sitting Draco, leaving him with a parting message.

"We'll continue this later Draco" And you'll love every minute of it.

I wink and continue on my way to dinner. After I catch up with Ron, we proceed to enter the Great Hall; I'm once again attacked with a barrage of questions. This time from Hermione.

"Harry, where were you? I was getting worried!" When are you not?

"He was having a row with Malfoy." Excuse me Red, but I believe she was talking to me.

"Oh Harry not again, are you ok?" Thanks a lot big mouth.

"I'm fine Mione. It was nothing; really, he just wanted to talk to me about something." Waytago dumbass, now she's going to ask even more intrusive questions.

She watches me for a moment, expecting me to volunteer the rest of the information - which, I am not going to do and she knows it. So, with a roll of her eyes she continues.

"Well? What did he want?" To have sex with me. I hope.

"I told you, nothing important. Just drop it." You really don't want to know.

"Fine." Thank you. Nosey bitch.

She gives me a knowing look but refrains from pushing the issue. If my friends know nothing else about me, they know when to let it go. I finish my meal and a wicked thought dawns on me. I excuse myself, saying I have some studying to do and rush back to Gryffindor tower. I go as fast as I can, nearly running down a first year or two trying to get to my room. I finally arrive and with neck breaking speed take off back towards the Great Hall, hoping against hope Draco has not left yet. I arrive just in time to see him leaving. I put on the cloak and follow. I keep my distance but it is obvious he knows I'm following since he turns to look behind him every few minutes - how he knows I'm here, I'm not certain. He seems to be a little out of place amongst his trio, being that Blaise and Pansy are all over each other, basically ignoring his presence. Maybe I should move closer and keep him company.

I advance on him but halt mid-step when he stops dead and turning to face me. Time for the fun. I reach around and allow my hand to graze the back of his neck. He shivers visibly, turning back to his companions - who are by now far away from the two of us. Using the opportunity his distraction has caused, I nibble lightly on his ear. Apparently that was a bit much, as I now have a wand in my face. Not wanting to be cursed for trying to have a little fun, I bring my cloak up just enough for him to see my eyes, and then let it back down. He puts his wand back in his robes and I take that as an invitation to proceed. I take his hand in mine and slowly begin to stroke his inner thigh with it, going in little circles moving further in with each touch. Victory! He's moaning but unfortunately, he's a loud one and has attracted the attention of his friends - who are now advancing on us looking very confused. I take my hand back and lift my cloak again to smile brightly at him (hoping they don't see me) before disappearing once more. I refrain from leaving however, I want to see this.

"Draco? What are you doing?" Would have been a hell of a lot more if we weren't interrupted - yet again.

"So what have you got to say now Zabini?" About what?

"About what?" Good to know I'm not the only one confused here.

"About me and Potter." He told someone? That gossiping bastard.

"Are you still on that?" Actually, he wasn't on anything… yet… thank you very much.

"Didn't you see him?" Of course not moron… I. AM. INVISIBLE.

"See who?" Me.

"POTTER!" Yes? - Oh right.

"Draco, there wasn't anyone else here." That you could see.

"Yes there was." I believe you.

"But we didn't see anyone." Of course you didn't. Do you not know what invisible means?

"Then why did you come back?" And ruin our good time?

"Because we heard you making strange noises and wanted to make sure you were ok, but then we saw you… doing things, so we started to leave again when you turned around." Ha ha, they think - oh this is great.

"That wasn't me, it was Potter." Sorry babe, but they can't see me.

"Look Draco if you want to… pleasure yourself and pretend it's Potter, then be my guest… but may I suggest next time you do so somewhere a little more private. Otherwise people are going to get the wrong idea." Hmm, maybe he didn't tell anyone about us but then what are they talking about?

"He was here." He still is.

"Sure he was." And again… still here.

He gives them an exasperated look before pushing past. I take that as my cue to leave - no Draco, no reason for me to stick around. I tiredly make my way to the tower, planning tomorrow's activities. Although, I am fairly certain Draco is not going to be pleased with my little display, since now his friends now think he's a little more than crazy. I walk through the common room without looking up; I am too tired for any questions tonight. Once I reach my room and have changed into my pajamas, I collapse on my bed and drift into a peaceful sleep.