A/N: Sorry about the delay… I thought I would have this up much sooner, but I am quite possibly the worlds best procrastinator so…
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Now on with the show
Why oh why am I awake at this hour? No human should ever be awake this early... breakfast hasn't even started yet. I wonder if my victim is awake yet. He probably is, that little suck up, I don't think he's been late a day in his life.
Now, to wake up everyone else to amuse me… or let them sleep? Hmmm, I am kinda hungry and if I was to go down to breakfast early I would have more time to look at Draco... breakfast it is. Having made my decision I get up and begin to get ready, trying to be as quiet as possible. Why do Gryffindors rooms have to be in a tower of all places? These stairs become more of a hassle everyday... an elevator or two wouldn't hurt.
I finally reach the Great Hall, but upon entering I see no Draco. I suppose it is a little early… he should be here any minute. I sit alone for a while eating my meal in peace then finally the rest of the Gryffindors start to filter in. Hermione immediately starts to badger me as to why I am up so early, am I sick, did I have a nightmare… blah blah blah. I suppose I should remind her that I have not had a nightmare in over a year - nah I'll just tune her out, I have become very good at it over the past couple of years - where is Draco? I am so sick of waiting for him, he should have know I would be, so where is he? Maybe he skipped breakfast and went straight to Potions… I should go check.
I excuse myself from the company of my classmates and make my way to the potions room. Upon entering, I take a look around… hmm, Draco isn't here yet. Where could he be? Missing breakfast is one thing but he never misses potions. Maybe he's sick, or maybe he's still pissed about yesterday and he is too busy planning my demise to worry about his lessons, or maybe he was just running late since there he is right now.
He really is perfection, robes, neat and clean, nails - I bet he get manicures, and not a single hair out of place... I'll have to do something about that later. We appear to be partnering today... wonderful. I start to gather my things and stand - I know I will be paired with Draco it never fails… Snape never passes up an opportunity to torture me, at least he thinks he's torture me, and who am I to correct him?
Once our names are called out as I predicted I make my way over to him - a devilish smirk on my face, which to anyone else would appear as though I was not happy with the arrangements. But by now he should know... it has nothing to do with anger. I take my seat sending him a quick wink while doing so which he returns... interesting, he's coming around I see. I take things a bit further by lightly stroking his inner thigh... nothing like copping a feel after breakfast. He seems unfazed by my actions - I raise my eyebrows at him playfully but apparently all he wants to do is work... I suppose I have no choice but to let him.
Look at me, look at me... why is he ignoring me? A potion cannot possibly be more interesting than I am. If I didn't know better I would think he was up to som-
"Damn it Potter, get your hand off my thigh... I told you I will not have sex with you, no means no!" What the?
I cannot believe it; he just publicly humiliated me… ok so I can believe it. He will pay dearly for this. He's trying hard not to laugh, I can tell he wants to but unfortunately I know he will not, it would ruin his little game and he won't let that happen. Well too bad for him, this was completely uncalled for and I will not-
"Mr. Potter, if you would be so kind as to keep your lust for Mr. Malfoy under control so we may continue our lesson in peace... and 20 points from Gryffindor for trying to molest a fellow student." You've got to be kidding me
"But I didn't do anything?" Not in the last twenty minutes at least.
"Come on Potter... you know you want me." Not now you asshole.
I take an opportunity to glance around the room. The Slytherins are laughing like crazy people, the Gryffindors are in complete shock, and Ron looks as if he's about to kill Malfoy. And I just can't have that... I'm not done with him yet. I shake my head at Ron to calm him down and let him know I will handle this myself. I turn my attention back to soon to be dead boy - teeth clenched and eyes locked with his.
"In your fucking dreams Malfoy." At least I hope to make an appearance or two.
The room is still... no one moves or breathes, awaiting the fireworks. I will not hit him though... there are more enjoyable ways to make him pay for this. Unfortunately Snape apparently thinks otherwise since he is on his way over to us now.
"Potter, I warned you about using such language in my class... go to Dumbledore." Well damn… I should have just hit him.
I do not take my eyes off Draco - leaning in closer than before I whisper where only he can hear.
"You're going to pay for this Draco." And I am going to love every minute of it.
"POTTER, OUT NOW!" Gods, would you just shut up… I'm going.
I turn to Snape giving him one of my newfound hand gestures - and leave. Dumbledore will have to wait. I have other plans.
I make my way back to Gryffindor Tower, and after successfully avoiding anything with a pulse; I go straight to my room, grab my cloak and head back to the dungeons. I stop just outside the door, put on my cloak and slip inside. Thankfully every one is too busy to notice a door opening and closing on its own. I make my way over to Draco, who seems to be having some sort of disagreement with Zabini. While his attention is still fully on Zabini, I slip under the table to begin my task.
"Shut up, as a matter of fact Blaise why don't you go- oh oh god" Great, now I'll be wondering all day where he was supposed to go.
"Draco, are you alright?" I place one of my hands on each of his knees and begin to move up every so slowly.
"Yes Blaise, I'm fine." Oh really? How about... now?
I begin to tug playfully at his zipper... which is not an easy task when someone is trying to smack your hand away. Apparently he is not too thrilled with my little endeavor, since he is still trying to push me away... so, I bite him. I take one hand away from his lap and begin to slowly suck on his fingers one by one, he tries in vain to get away but I refuse to let him go so easily.
"Draco... what are you doing?" What is it with this guy and his interruptions?
"None of your business." Draco seems a bit testy today... I wonder what it could be?
"Damn it Draco, I told you not to do that shit in public... go to the bathroom if you just can't wait." Sounds like a plan.
There, almost got it... owww.
"Professor, may I be excused?" He jumps up out of his seat - kicking me in the process, almost knocking me over and ruining my cover.
"Why Mr. Malfoy?" Could be one of two things, either he wants to kick my ass... or... oh never mind…he wants to have sex with me... either way it should be fun.
"I need to use the loo." And hopefully, the Harry.
"Fine, but make it quick... that potion will not make itself." Sorry Snape…but quickness just isn't my style…unlike greasy potions masters.
He runs out of the room and I scramble out from under the table trying my best to catch up. But right before I make it out the door I hear Zabini call out to Draco.
"Draco, I wasn't serious" What is it with that guy?
As I walk out the door I look around but I do not see him anywhere... where would he go? Ok, if I were him where would I go - of course. I enter the closest bathroom hoping he thinks like I do. I see him standing by the sink looking around frantically, he's not sure if I followed... perhaps I should make myself known. I silently walk up to him and place a soft kiss on his lips, which he returns for a second then breaks way taking a step back and removing me from my cloak.
"What the hell where you thinking... you could have gotten us expelled." Sorry Draco…maybe you would have gotten expelled. Hey…being Harry Potter does have its advantages.
"I was bored." Not really but it was fun all the same.
"You were bored?" Do you want it in sign language, since you obviously cannot hear?
"Yes" What's with all of these questions…can't you put your mouth to better use?
He smiles sinisterly at me, then moves closer - pinning me to the wall - hands on either side of my head
"Are you bored now?" Lil' bit, yeah.
"What do you mean?" I ask him innocently, my head tilted to one side - grinning playfully.
"Come on Potter, you are far from naive and we both know it... now finish what you started." Sorry, no can do... the thrill is gone.
"As much as I would love to, I don't have time right now... I have to go see Dumbledore." It's not exactly a lie; I do have to go see him… sometime today.
I slide down the wall agonizingly slow… and slip out between his legs. As soon as I am standing again, he whips around to face me. He does not look happy at all … oh well.
"You can't be serious?" No I'm Harry... ok that was lame.
"Sorry to say but yeah - don't look at me like that, if you would have just kept your mouth shut none of this would have ever happened, now would it?" Ok ok, so technically I did start all of this but why split hairs... if he isn't going to bring it up then I'm certainly not going to mention it.
I turn to leave but he grabs my hips from behind and begins to rock us gently - why was I leaving again?
"Are you sure?" I pull myself away and turn to face him shaking my finger
"Now now, I told you I have to go." If I don't go soon we'll end up naked on the floor and I'm supposed to be punishing you... though I can't really remember why - need to go.
I reluctantly leave him there all alone and unfulfilled... yet again, damn I'm good. I guess I might as well go to see Dumbledore, since there really isn't anything else for me to do now. Hey…at least he has candy.
I walk leisurely through the castle and finally reach the revolving staircase. When I arrive at the office door, I knock once, then enter.
"Have a seat, Harry." What no candy today?
"Thank you sir" I didn't want any anyway…you greedy old bastard.
"So, what is it that brings you here today?" My feet?
"I am sure you know headmaster, however, I was thrown out of Potions again." For no reason.
"Yes yes, Professor Snape informed me of your little outburst... was it really necessary?" Of course.
"Yes, I believe it was." Completely necessary.
"Why is that?" Do I really need a reason?
"Because Draco-" You didn't let me finish.
"Draco? Ahh you mean Mr. Malfoy." Oops
"What? Oh yes well Malfoy, said something very untrue about me and I had no choice but to defend myself against his accusations." Plus I hate Snape.
"And the other thing" What other thing?
"What other thing? - oh, well... at least I didn't say it." Good one Potter.
"Too true, but Harry I must insist you keep such gestures to yourself from now on." I make no promises.
"I'll try" Not to kill him.
"Good, now is there anything you wish to tell me?" Gods is he nosey, always asking, is there anything you wish to tell me, is there anything you wish to tell me... if there was I would.
"No... not that I can think of." Even if I did, you probably already know it anyway.
"All right then... off you go." It's been a pleasure.
"Thank you... good day Headmaster."
"Good Day, Harry."
I wonder what time it is? Damn Divination's not over yet... I guess I could go and kill some time. Once I arrive to the room, I slip in quietly, taking my seat beside Ron. After explaining I was with Dumbledore, I escape detention and an endless amount of questioning from Professor Trelawney at least... Ron, however, is another story; he wants to ask questions, I can feel it - see it in his eyes, five, four, three, tw-
"Harry... where were you this time?" Right on time.
"You heard me telling Trelawney." No need in repeating myself.
"Yeah I heard what you told her, I want the truth." You can't handle the truth… whoa, channeled Jack Nicholson there.
"That was the truth." Well it was... no one asked where I was before I went to Dumbledore.
"Harry, no way where you in Dumbledore's office all that time... where did you go before that." Intrusive much?
"I was around. Nowhere in particular." Rule one when telling a lie… always be as vague as possible.
"Alright fine, keep your secrets, but at least tell me what's going on between you and Malfoy." Snogging, some groping… nothing much.
"Nothing more than usual." I am so going to hell
"Don't give me that... what about potions?" Well… it's boring.
"What about it?" Rule two… play dumb.
"Harry." Ohh you know my name… I feel so special.
"It's nothing... trust me, Draco was just being an ass as usual." And rule three… never ever admit to anything.
"Draco? Since when do you call Malfoy - Draco?" Since I had my tongue down his throat and his hand on my ass.
"I didn't." So there.
"Yes, you did…I heard you." You didn't hear shit… you didn't see shit… you don't know shit.
"No, Ron…I did not. Apparently that green hair dye has seeped into your brain." Not that you were really 'on it' to begin with.
"You're acting really strange." Am I?
"I've always been strange" It's a good way to be.
"No, you're acting very odd... even for you." What is that supposed to mean exactly?
"Ron, just drop it... everything's fine." Except for the fact you're really starting to piss me off.
"If you say so."
"I do."
I turn my attention to the front of the class. Trelawney's attempting to interpret one of Lavenders dreams; guess what the hell it means is more like it. Honestly being naked while an equally naked Snape feeds you grapes, can only mean one thing... damn that girl has problems. This class is such a joke, thankfully I only have a few more days left and then I'm free. Finally class is over, Ron and I make our way to the great hall when we are almost run over by an over excited Hermione.
"HARRY, RON... you'll never guess what I just heard." Oh no, I've gone deaf.
"What? And really there's no need to shout." Especially in my ear
"Well then Mr. Potter, I guess you do not want to hear what Malfoy did in Herbology." Since it obviously wasn't me I could care less... ahh what the hell, I'll humor her.
"What?"
"Well, from what I heard, he attacked Blaise Zabini - almost killed him, then he turned on Pansy Parkinson. I couldn't get the full story but Amanda - she's a Ravenclaw in that class, anyway, Amanda said she heard Malfoy say your name... I don't know what it means - if anything but, I would steer clear of him if I were you. There's no telling what he could be up to." I think I have a pretty good idea of what's up with Draco.
"Mione's right Harry, he has been acting really odd lately... even more than you." I resent that .
"Well, I don't see him here so I guess I'm safe... but just in case maybe you two should form a protective circle around me, being that I am so weak I can't even protect myself from Big Bad Malfoy." Damn, you'd think I was missing an arm.
"Harry you know that's not what we meant... now come on, let get something to eat." Sorry no time now… I have things to see and people to do.
"Are you sure it's safe with Malfoy missing? He could be hiding somewhere trying to formulate a plan to take me down." A little sarcasm can go along way.
"Ha ha very funny, he's probably just off finishing his potion." Potion?
"What potion?"
"Oh that's right you weren't there when he left." Actually - oh never mind.
"Left where?" I've got to sound at least a little clueless.
"Potions, he left a little while after you and just like you... he never came back." Oh no, she's got that look in her eye... the wheels are turning, she's going to figure it all out.
"Mione… Hermione?" I know you can hear me.
"Oh sorry just thinking." I know… stop it.
"So what does that have to do with anything?" Wait… I don't think that made any sense.
"He probably had to go back and finish." Maybe it did make sense.
"Can we please stop talking about Malfoy... seriously what is wrong with you two?" Well Ron, who couldn't stop talking about him earlier…there's nothing wrong with me.
"Actually you two go ahead without me... I need to do something." And possibly someone.
Before giving them a chance to respond I start off towards the dungeons... I have an idea. I try desperately to make it back to potions before Draco; if he gets there first everything will be ruined. Upon reaching the door I knock twice and after a few curse words and a muffled 'come in' I enter. I take a second to glance around the room and I am in luck... no Draco. I hope he didn't get here bef-
"Well Potter, do you need something or are you just going to stand there and gawk all day?" Right… as if anyone would voluntarily look at you.
"Sorry Professor, has Malfoy been here yet?" Please say no
"Not that it's any of your concern but no." Thank you… but that was kinda harsh.
"Good well then, I was wondering if I could finish the potion instead of Draco?" Why does he have his eyebrow raised at me? Shit, I said Draco again didn't I? Damn it all to hell, I really need to stop that.
"And why prey tell would you want to take Mr. Malfoy's" place?" That… is a secret.
"Because Professor, it is most likely my fault he didn't finish in the first place and I wouldn't want him to fail because of me... now would I?" Manipulation is my middle name.
He scowls at me for what seems like an eternity, trying to decide exactly what it is I might be planning. But subsequently he relents.
"All right Potter, but any funny business, any at all and I will personally see to it... that you never make it to graduation." Define... funny business.
"Yes Sir, thank you sir." Now go away.
"Very well then, I am going to go to lunch, be sure to tell Mr. Malfoy of the change in plans." Will do.
He turns abruptly, robes swirling… the whole deal. I still can't figure out how he does that, he must use some kind of spell... there's no way that's natural.