A/N: Ok kiddies, here it is… you finally find out what Harry is going to do. Although I'm sure some of you have already guessed. I also recommended that you listen to 'Obsession' by Animotion… of course it's not required but I find it helps the visualization process.
Disclaimer: Not mine… please don't sue.
Thanks to all my reviews and as always a huge thanks to Lucy.
On with the show.
This all seems too suspicious, why are they here together yet sitting so far apart? Where is Potter? Why is Granger patting the air between them? Where is that music coming from? Oh my God Potter is not -
About to do what I think he's about to do. Why me? Why do these things always happen to me? Where is he? Why did I even get out of bed? Why isn't anyone sitting next to me? Forcing myself to calm down I turn my attention back to the empty seat between Weasley and Granger. He's there… I know he is.
Just then the music begins to get louder and the Hall erupts in whispers 'what's that?' 'who's doing it?' 'where's it coming from?'. Questions I would most likely be asking myself - if I didn't already know the answers.
But maybe I don't know the answers; maybe it's not what I think -
'You are an obsession'
And my fears are confirmed, it is indeed Potter… he just dropped the hood on his cloak and what appears to be his disembodied head is now floating between Weasley and Granger.
'I cannot sleep'
The hall is completely silent as the head of Harry Potter moves higher - I can only assume he's standing on the bench… I just hope he doesn't call attention to me in any way.
'I am your possession'
He dropped the cloak - so we can see the rest of his body now. I'm not really sure if I am annoyed or relieved that he is fully clothed though.
'Unopened at your feet'
Now he's actually on his house table! I hope he stands in mashed potatoes or someth- did he just point at me?
'There's no balance
No equality
Be still I will not accept defeat'
I watch along with the rest of Hogwarts as The Golden Boy continues to dance uninhibited down the Gryffindor table.
'I will have you
Yes, I will have you
I will find a way and I will have you
Like a butterfly
A wild butterfly
I will collect you and capture you'
He jumps off the end of the table and begins to dance his way past the Head Table - grinning openly at Snape, who attempts to stand but is held back by a grinning Dumbledore.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me
You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me'
He jumps onto the end of the Hufflepuff table and then it hits me. I jump up from my seat and turn to Blaise.
"See, I fucking told you!" Not so crazy now am I?
He leans over slightly never taking his eyes off the figure currently writhingly shamelessly in front of some sixth year Hufflepuffs.
"That's great and all Draco, no, really, I'm glad you're not crazy but, I just have one thing to say to you…he seems to be coming this way" Damn, so he is.
I slump back down in my seat, turning my attention back to the dancing fool - who, sure enough, is slowly making his way down the Hufflepuff table… towards mine.
'I feed you I drink you
My day and my night
I need you I need you
By sun or candlelight
You protest
You want to leave
Stay
Oh, there's no alternative'
Well, two of the third year Hufflebuffs just went down, followed closely by a seventh year Ravenclaw. Honestly it's not like he's naked or anything… there was no reason to faint.
'Your face appears again
I see the beauty there
But I see danger
Stranger beware
A circumstance
In your naked dreams
Your affection is not what it seems'
He turns waving a finger at me. And what exactly is that supposed to mean? I have no affections… for anyone.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want-'
And he's down. It appears Pansy, does not find the festivities to her liking - since she just hit the entertainer in the head with an apple, knocking him right off the Hufflepuff table. But were did he go? As if in unison the entire hall leans to find out, but he's not there; he's gone.
'My fantasy has turned to madness'
I realize exactly were Potter went when I feel two hands wrap around my legs from behind and slowly trail up - coming to rest on my shoulders. I feel him lean in - lips tickling my ear slightly.
'And all my goodness'
He twists his position until he is straddling me - continuing with his little song as if we were the only two in the room.
'Has turned to badness
My need to possess you'
Setting up on his haunches, he leans in close before standing - looking down at me.
'Has consumed my soul
My life is trembling…
As he confidently takes a step back onto the table behind him, he gives me a knowing little wink.
… I have no control'
"AND HE'S OK"
Potter stops and turns to the offending voice - that damn Creevy kid… I knew I should have killed him when I had the chance. I notice Potter give him an over enthusiastic yet sarcastic thumbs up, before turning his attention back to where it belongs - me.
'I will have you
Yes, I will have you
I will find a way…'
He kneels down in front of me - stroking his finger under my chin.
…and I will have you'
Backing away slowly, almost seductively, he proceeds to dance his way down my house table… 'accidentally' knocking a bowl of gravy into Pansy's lap - that'll teach her to throw shit at people. He takes on a smug expression before coming to continue out his display before me.
'Like a butterfly
A wild butterfly
I will collect you…
Suddenly he jumps back into my lap. I could have used a little warning, that kinda hurt but sometimes pain is good.
… and capture you'
As he sits here grinding himself into my lap all I can think of is ripping his cloths off, but considering the audience we have… I'll just have to wait.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me'
Leaning in he playfully whispers in my ear. "Is this visible enough?" before going right back to his previous task.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be-'
I cut him off before he can continue the rest of the shamelessly suggestive song.
"You've made your point Potter" If I have to sit through one more chorus… I will surely perish.
"Are you sure?" Oh yes… we need to get out of here... now!
He turns his head slightly and nods. After the music stops, he slowly gets off my lap - turning around fully to face the rest of Hogwarts.
I have never in my life heard a roar of applause so loud. Everyone one was clapping, with the exception of Snape and a few Slytherins. I turn back to Harry who is in the process of taking a bow and pull him out of the hall.
As soon as the double doors close I am up against the nearest wall. He kisses me everywhere… looks like someone else got off on that as much as I did. However I cannot let the rest of the days events go unpunished, I scramble up all the will power I have and push him away. He looks… shocked.
"What's wrong now?" Everything!
"You really didn't expect me to forget about everything else that happened today just because you did a little song and dance for me did you?" Although is was kinda nice… you'll have to do it privately for me sometime.
"I'm sorry about the whole 'I'm in control' thing really, it's just I had to make you think I wasn't interested… or this wouldn't have worked out right" What is he talking about… oh he must think I'm pissed about the shoving and the snogging, no… I enjoyed that part.
"I don't care about that… I know you're not in control here." I'm not really sure who is, but that's beside the point.
"Well if not that, then what?" You should know without out me having to tell you! Honestly!
"This morning… in the Great Hall, you didn't even look at me once and then when I called out to you. You pretended like you didn't hear me… I know you did"It was very rude.
"I don't get it." Do you ever?
"You were ignoring me… I hate being ignored" Is he laughing at me? I know he's not laughing at me… I do not find this at all amusing.
"So… let me get this… straight. You're… pissed off… because I wasn't paying enough attention to you." Of course… who wouldn't be.
"Yes." Is there something wrong with that?
"What kind of girl are you?" EXCUSE ME? I am very much a man, thank you!
"I'll have you know, Potter, that I am very much male… and if I could actually get you alone for five minutes you'd realize that." Yes, alone… all alone, without any interruptions.
He grins widely pushing me against the wall gently - before dropping down to his knees.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Whatever it is… please continue.
"I'm checking to make sure you are indeed male." I guess I should care that we're in front of the Great Hall and the doors could open at any moment spilling out hundreds of students… but I don't.
He pushes my robes to the side and begins to unzip my trousers, painstakingly slow.
"HARRY" God damn it… that's it! Where's my wand?
I reach into my robes and grab hold of my wand, with every intent of hexing whoever it is into oblivion, but when I see that it's Granger, I reluctantly leave it where it is. Potter may not be inclined to continue if I kill her.
"Oh Granger, so nice to see you." Please go the fuck away!
"Harry James Potter, get off that floor this instant!Honestly… do you even know where that's been?" I know where it was gonna before you popped your bushy head in and interrupted us. Besides, I resent that attack on my personal hygiene. Cleanliness is next to godliness after all… and everyone knows Draco Malfoy is a god.
Standing up he looks at me sympathetically, then turns to an impatient looking Granger, who is quite blatantly ignoring my presence.
"Sorry Mione… did you need something?" Like a swift kick in the ass?
"Yes, McGonagall called a meeting of all the seventh year Gryffindors... attendance is required." It's a conspiracy, a conspiracy I say! The entire population of Hogwarts has banned together to kill me… with Potter as their leader.
"Oh alright" What - no! Be a man… stand your ground!
He moves toward her but I grab a hold of his arm - keeping him in place.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" If you say anything that does not relate to you being back on your knees… I'm gonna get cranky.
"Sorry Draco, but duty calls" Duty? What about the duty you have to finally finish what you started? Honestly, I can't take much more of this… I'll explode.
I glance over to Granger, who is tapping her foot impatiently before setting my gaze back to Harry, oh god… he's serious. As I am about five seconds away from throwing him against the wall and finishing this right now - audience or not. He leans in close, nipping at my ear.
"Trust me... it'll be well worth the wait." It had better be earth shattering.
As he turns to leave I change my mind about being willing to wait and call out to him.
"Oh no you don't! Get your ass back here and finish what you started! I'm waiting. Fine, fuck you too then… why am I always the one left when you are the one always coming on to me? You want me remember… well here I am, ready and willing, and where are you? Not here, that's for damn sure. I swear to Merlin if you-"
"Anything else you want to say to his back?" What - who?
"Damn it Blaise! Don't ever sneak up on me again." You always seem to catch me doing something stupid.
"I didn't sneak up on you… I walked up, normally. You were just too preoccupied to notice." I was not … you're just a sneaky bastard.
"Right then."
"Should I add this to the list of things I am never to mention to another living soul?" What do you think?
"You had better."
He nods and we head back to the dungeons. Once we arrive I immediately go to the showers, avoiding all the catcalls and lewd comments about my 'boyfriend'. I'll have to add these frequent cold showers to the list of things I need to punish Potter for. After finally reaching my bed I collapse on it - instantly falling asleep.
I'd just like to say that who ever put the pictures of a naked 'Harry Potter' all around my room is sick and should be sent to St. Mungos immediately. I mean imagine my surprise when I woke up and stepped out of bed to find my new wallpaper of Potter in all his glory. Well actually it wasn't Potter it was his face put over someone else's body, but it was unnerving all the same.
After finally freeing my room of all the many Potters, I leave for breakfast - which I only have about ten minutes to eat due to the heinous stunt. I'm half way there when I am accosted by an unknown girl from my house, a sixth year I think.
"Hey Draco, remember me… Rebecca?" Not really.
"Yes… is there something you needed." I'm kind of in a hurry.
"I just wanted to apologize about before." Oh now I remember… and I hate you.
"Did you?" On second thought… this could be interesting.
I back her up into the wall, leaning against her lightly - placing one hand above her head. She smiles sweetly before continuing.
"Yes. And if you still need help with that problem of yours I'd-"
I may never know exactly what she was going to say - I have a pretty good idea but nevertheless, as she was about to finish her statement I saw Potter out of the corner of my eye… snogging Seamus Finnigan. At that exact moment my childish nature of 'nobody plays with my toys' kicked in, and I made my way over to them. With quickness I wasn't aware I had, I grab Potter by the arm dragging him to the nearest empty room.
Once we're safely inside I throw him against the wall and after casting every locking and silencing charm I know I turn back to him. I am happy to see that he hasn't moved... must be afraid, or furious.
"So… are you campaigning for Hogwarts whore or what?" Not that you'd win… there's some fierce competition out there.
He looks up at me and I finally see that he is not scared at all, no…. he's positively furious.
"Excuse me?"
He stands inching closer to me as the argument escalates.
"I saw you with Finnigan; the whole bloody school probably saw you with that slut! What the hell is wrong with you? You go on and on about how you want to me - but never do anything about it and then I see you with him!" Oh the shame and humiliation of it all! I may never live it down.
"What the hell do you care anyway? I'm not your boyfriend!" No, but I do consider you my property now and Malfoys do not share.
I can hear faint cries from outside the door, along with the occasional banging - his friends most likely, wanting to make sure I haven't murdered him. They really shouldn't be worried… I haven't gotten what I wanted yet. Then again that could be just what they're worried about.
"I don't like people playing with my toys." Especially my favorites.
Did I say he was furious before? Well then I must have been mistaken because if that was furious… I don't even want to know what this is.
"And since when the hell am I your anything! Answer me that, hmmm. You sure didn't seem to have any problems with monogamy when I saw you with your little slytherin whore!" I wasn't anywhere near Pansy!
I wonder for a minute and then it occurres to me, Samantha… he saw me with Samantha…or whatever her name is… and he's jealous. Wanting to pursue this train of thought I move closer to him - continuing until I have him pinned between me and the wall, then lean in as close as I can get - without actually touching.
"Were you jealous?" Don't even try to deny it… I know you were.
"Were you?" Of course not… well, maybe a little.
Not wanting to answer I close the gap between us. Kisses become hungry and urgent - hands roaming everywhere. Then in an unexpected move, he hooks his foot around my ankle, sending us crashing to the floor - with him on top… he wants to be in control, surprise surprise.
I let him continue with his show of dominance for a while, until I realize we have on far too many clothes. I reach up and start to tear off his robes, followed closely by the uniform underneath - he returns the favor and pretty soon we are both completely naked and I just can't take it anymore.
I flip him over and surprisingly enough he does not struggle - as soon as we were in this room I made the decision to forgo the four play, the last few days had been enough. I position my self above him, but before I am able to complete my mission at hand - he moves swiftly flipping me backwards until he is once again on top… he apparently has other plans.
He leans down nibbling my ear lightly, then ever so slowly begins to trail wet open mouthed kisses down my neck, stopping to place harmless little bites along my collarbone, only to start the process all over again. A hand sneaks lower to a part of me I never thought Harry Potter would touch, just as he places a particularly intense bite to the juncture between my neck and shoulder… and I can't stop the moan that escapes my lips.
"Oh gods… oh gods Potter, don't stop"
I feel his lips leave my skin and I can't help but whimper in protest. He leans back slightly- grinning wickedly at me.
"Beg me."
"What"
He leans down again, brushing his lips against mine.
"If you want me to continue Draco… you're gonna have to beg me."
"Malfoys don't beg"
"Malfoys don't dance around half naked singing muggle songs either… I heard about that shit." Blaise, that son of a bitch… I knew I should have killed him
I throw my head back in frustration - sighing heavily. Just do it Draco, the sooner you do it the sooner you can fuck him… just do it.
"Fuck you Potter" That is not what I meant to say.
"Not…" he leans down licking my newly exposed neck "…unless you beg." ok
"No"
"Well then…" NO!
He starts to get up but I grab hold of his hips forcefully - keeping him in place.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please… please, don't stop."
He lets out an almost animalistic growl - lunging back down upon me. I can feel his teeth on my skin as his kisses become ferocious and insatiable, leaving the gentleness I felt earlier far behind. Not that I'm complaining… I like a little pain with my pleasure.
I feel his lips leave my flesh once again - as he shifts muttering a spell I can't quite hear. He better not be doing what I think he's doing.
"Oh no you don't Potter… let me up - I refuse to be bottom." REFUSE
He leans down - whispering almost menacingly in my ear.
"Nobody said you were." Then why...
After that, he does something I would never have expected in a million years. He raises himself up only to slam back down. I think I may die… it has been far too long. Unfortunately my thoughts are interrupted as Potter suffers the consequence of his actions.
"SON OF A BITCH" Really Potter, you should know better than to do something like that.
"Honestly Potter, what were you thinking… you should have let me pr-"
He shifts a little causing me to groan involuntarily - while simultaneously causing him to wince.
"Shut up… just… give me a minute."
He sits completely still, muttering a spell or two I'm sure I've heard, and even more sure I've used, but can't quite remember. Then just when I feel as if I can't take anymore… he starts to move. Slowly at first, giving us both time to adjust to the sensation - then faster and faster, harder and harder. As if that alone isn't enough he begins to alternate between the two - fast fast, slow, fast fast, slow… until I cannot take anymore of his teasing. I forcefully grab a hold of his hips and start to rock him in a steady rhythm… he lets me.
"Never did… take you for a… submissive one, Potter"
SLAP
"I'm not… and I thought I told you to shut up." So noted..
Taking my focus away from the fact that I just got bitch slapped by Harry Potter - and in the middle of sex no less, I surrender to the sensations. No more coherent words are spoken.
Many hours and several positions later, we collapse side by side sweaty and breathless.
"Wow"
"Yeah"
"That was"
"Exactly"
He leans over and starts to kiss my neck softly - oh no, I don't think I could go again even if I wanted to… I'm exhausted. Thankfully he lays his head to rest on my shoulder - looking up at me grinning madly.
"So, was it worth the wait?"
"Most definitely"
We lay still for a bit longer, until I just can't stand the disgusting mess that is my wet - sticky body. I shift out from under the half-asleep Gryffindor - turning to face him.
"Potter"
"Harry"
"What?"
"Draco, I'm sitting here with you, naked, after having had all kinds of crazy sex, so if a name is going to come out of your mouth… it had better be Harry."
"Ok then… Harry"
"Yes Draco"
"We need to go… I'm all sticky and tired, not to mention hungry and I'm sure you're friends are probably worried that we've killed each other. So come on, get dressed."
We continue to dress in silence or I rather continue to stand in silence with nothing on but my robes. It seems my kitten has claws… and is very impatient. He walks up to stand next to me then nods, letting me know he's ready. I begin to take the various curses down and open the door - but before I leave I turn back to a very disheveled Harry Potter.
WHAM
I probably shouldn't have done that, now that things are going so well, but he deserved it and I just couldn't resist. He stumbles back a little but manages to catch himself before hitting the floor. If he didn't have the ability to fix bruises immediately… that would have left a nice black eye. He looks at me angrily - holding his hand over said eye.
"God damn it Malfoy! What the hell was that for?"
"I just thought you should know Harry… I'm not submissive either."
Not waiting for a response I make my way to the kitchens, he's sure to find his way there in a little while. This may turn out to be more fun than I thought.
Alright everybody, let me just say that I am not now nor have an ever been a gay man and I am certain that if there are any reading this… they're laughing there asses off. I tried and it's the best I can do, but hey at least poor Draco finally got to have sex. I'm not really sure when the new chapter will be up, since I haven't even started it yet, but it shouldn't be too long.