A/N: So sorry this took so long everyone, I've had most of it written for a while, but I just needed to add the finishing touches… which took forever. Trust me, I had no intention of letting it go this far without being updated, so again my apologizes. Now as to whether or not I am going to be continuing with this story… yes I am. I decided I had some scenes I wanted to write that I thought were funny and I see no point in wasting them.
Thank you for reading
Thanks as always to Lucy… you are the most important person in my life, I hope you know that.
I hear Mione mutter the spell which I need to complete this task, and upon hearing the music I take a deep breath and stand… here goes nothing.
I stand for a moment waiting for the music to pick up… then sit back down. I can't do this, what was I thinking – hang on a minute, who am I, yes that's right I am Harry Potter Savior of the Wizarding world, I've fought dragons, Dark Lords, evil relatives and annoying fans… surely I can sing a little song.
Once the music is at its desired volume I glance over to Draco making sure he is still in position – why is he looking at me? I know he can't see me, then again he must know something's up… we do kinda think alike after all – what a frightening thought. Well I guess it's now or never Harry.
'You are an obsession'
I drop my hood.
'I cannot sleep'
I do not believe I have ever heard the Hall this silent. You think after everything all of us have been through a little thing like my floating head wouldn't be so shocking.
'I am your possession'
I drop the rest of the cloak, keeping my eyes on Draco – who is watching me with what looks like a mix of fear and anticipation.
'Unopened at your feet'
I step up onto my house table, then point to Draco – letting everyone know who this little performance is for.
'There's no balance
No equality
Be still I will not accept defeat'
I dance down my house table, trying desperately not to trip over the goblets or step in gravy. I really wish Lavender would stop looking at me like I'm desert… it's disturbing.
'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'
Finally reaching the end of the table, I jump off and begin to make my way past the Head Table, toward the Hufflepuff table. I can't help but smirk at Snape, who looks positively outraged at my boldness. He's trying to get up – to stop me I assume, but Dumbledore holds him back.
'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'
Once I finally reach the Hufflepuff table I quickly jump onto it and immediately begin to shake my ass at the scandalized Hufflepuffs. For god sakes Flinch Flechly… you've seen me naked, no need in blushing and trying to avert your eyes now.
'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'
Whoo Whoo go Harry. Oh my, looks like my spectacular dancing skills have caused some casualties… actually they just fainted but I can dream.
'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'
I turn to wave my finger at him. I know there really aren't any affections between us, unless lust and mild hatred is considered affection, but I know it will annoy him… and I so love to do that. I come to the end of the Hufflepuff table and prepare to jump off.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want-'
Who the fuck just hit me? Ah ha, Pansy Parkinson… you're on my list. I cannot believe that bitch just knocked me off the table. What the hell did I ever do to her? How am I going to get back up and continue without looking like a complete moron?
Coming to a quick decision, I crawl under the Slytherin table. With everyone focused on where I should be no one is going to notice where I am. I continue to crawl until I come upon Draco – and then crawl between his legs, taking great care not to touch him – I do not want to give away my location. Once in position behind him, I begin again.
'My fantasy has turned to madness'
I hook my hands around his ankles from behind, then trail a path up his body – laying my hands to rest on his shoulders… leaning in slightly I let my lips graze his ear.
'And all my goodness'
I twist around until I am sitting in his lap facing him.
'Has turned to badness
My need to possess you'
Deciding that this is not supposed to be a lap dance I shift until I am squatting over him, before standing completely – looking down at him.
'Has consumed my soul
My life is trembling…
I take a step back onto the table behind me, giving him a little wink in the process – while praying to anyone that will listen that I do not fall and bust my ass.
… I have no control'
"AND HE'S OK"
Who the hell was that? I stop my little show and turn to the familiar voice, of course… Colin. I swear there is something wrong with that boy. Not only was he a little late but I'm dancing so in my opinion, that would lead one to believe I am ok. But maybe logic is too much to ask of my little stalker.
'I will have you
Yes, I will have you
I will find a way…'
I kneel down in front of Draco – stroking a finger under his chin as I continue.
…and I will have you'
Backing away slowly I begin to dance my way down the Slytherin table, hoping against hope I do not get pelted with mash potatoes or something. Noticing a familiar face, I dance my way over to her – and kick a bowl of gravy into her lap. No one hits Harry Potter with fruit and gets away with it.
'Like a butterfly
A wild butterfly
I will collect you…
After successfully making my way back to Draco, I not so gently jump into his lap. He winces a little and I can only think how much that must have hurt. It's a happy thought.
… and capture you'
Once firmly planted, I begin to writhe around in his lap – even though a very public lap dance was not my intention… it seems like a good idea now, so I continue.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me'
I lean down whispering teasingly in his ear. "Is this visible enough?" before going right back to my previous task.
'You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be-'
"You've made your point Potter" Have I now?
"Are you sure?"
I turn to Hermione and nod – signaling her to end the song. After the music stops, I ease myself off his lap, turning my attention to the remainder of Hogwarts.
I don't think I have ever heard a roar of applause so loud. To my extreme surprise everyone one was clapping, with the exception of Snape and a few Slytherins. I begin to take a bow but before I am able to complete it – Draco grabs me by the arm, dragging me out of the hall.
As soon as the double doors close I force him up against the nearest wall. I immediately begin to place kisses anywhere I can get – no exposed skin is safe from me at this point. Just as I am about to take things a little further he pushes me away.
"What's wrong now?" He cannot still be pissed after I did all that, after I embarrassed myself in front of the school entirely for his benefit. This is not acceptable… he better get over whatever his problem is real quick, I'd hate to have to hit him… no actually I'd kinda like that.
"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?" Of course I did! Why the hell else would I have done it?
"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" Never hurts to grovel a little… if it gets you what you want.
"I don't care about that… I know you're not in control here." Like you are?
"Well if not that, then what?" Because I'm all sorts of confused
"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" What's your point?
"I don't get it." Is there something I missed?
"You were ignoring me… I hate being ignored" Ahahahahahaha… you've got to be kidding me.
"So… let me get this… straight. You're… pissed off… because I wasn't paying enough attention to you." What a fucking baby!
"Yes" HA!
"What kind of girl are you?" Because in case you haven't noticed, they really aren't exactly my thing.
"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." No no… it's not time for that yet.
I grin broadly, then gently push him back against the wall – before dropping hastily to my knees.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Teasing you mercilessly… you just don't know it yet.
"I'm checking to make sure you are indeed male." As if I had any doubt.
I push his robes to the side and as slow as humanly possible begin to unzip his trousers… seriously I may get a cramp from the slowness of it all.
"HARRY" Good ol Hermione… right on time.
I feel Draco tense as I let go of his trousers… poor thing he must be about ready to explode… pity.
"Oh Granger, so nice to see you." Don't lie.
"Harry James Potter, get off that floor this instant! Honestly… do you even know where that's been?" I know where he thought it was going to be… too bad he was wrong.
I stand up – giving him a sympathetic look, then turn my attention to Hermione who is quite obviously ignoring his existence.
"Sorry Mione… did you need something?" Besides a good detangler – NO! Bad Harry… very bad Harry.
"Yes, McGonagall called a meeting of all the seventh year Gryffindors... attendance is required." Ooh, nice… can't exactly get out of that… now can I?
"Oh alright" La da di la da da... I am so bored.
I begin to leave but he grabs hold of my arm – keeping me from going any further.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Back to the common room… possibly to take shower.
"Sorry Draco, but duty calls" Not to mention a nice fluffy bed. To which you are not invited.
He glances over to Hermione for a second before turning his gaze back to me… he looks kind of scary right now – I like it. I lean in and nip at his ear.
"Trust me... it'll be well worth the wait." Or so I've been told.
He just stands there looking like someone killed his puppy… even though it was probably him that did it – sadistic bastard. Mione and I make our exit. Once we are a safe distance away she stops dead – turning to face me.
"What was that about? I really didn't need to see that Harry." What? The back of my head… oh poor you.
"Thanks Mione, I knew I could count on you." I think it's best to pretend she didn't say anything.
"For what?" Obeying my every command.
"To interrupt us of course." Perfect timing by the way.
"But you told me to come and get you." I'm aware.
"That was the plan." And it worked like a charm.
"But I don't understand, I though you wanted to be… close, to Malfoy." Oh but I do… as close as humanly possible actually – just not today.
"I do"
"Then why-" Isn't it obvious?
"Well, after all that I couldn't let him think he was in control of this situation now could I?" And after that little display… I am.
"That's not fair Harry." Fair? Fair? There's no fun in begin fair.
"Like I care – don't look at me like that, this game isn't about fair, its about control and right now I have it. What do you care anyway?" Because you are my friend and you should be on my side and only my side… why are you not on my side? Why is everyone always against me?
"I don't." Then what is your problem?
"Then why are making such a big deal out of it, unless…" Yes, I see it clearly now
"Unless what?" You're a big whore and you want Draco for yourself.
"You want him for yourself… that's it isn't it? Well too bad, you can't have him. He's mine right now, but maybe when I'm done I'll let you have a go." But in all honesty I doubt I'll ever be done with him, so you're just of out of luck.
"What are you talking about? Why would I want anything to do with Malfoy?" Why wouldn't you? He's rich and gorgeous and has a great body – sure he's an evil bastard but things like that can be over looked.
"And what is that supposed to mean? What? Is Draco not good enough for you or something? I assure you there is nothing wrong with him… and I do mean nothing." Physically anyway…mentally well, personally I think he's a little crazy.
"As a matter of fact I – no, I'm not even going to try to reply to that, I'll just going to cough it up to your recent lack of sanity and be done with it." Can't even admit it… not that I blame her.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Most likely illicit dreams about my Draco... you are so lucky I like you.
She looks at me with an unrecognizable expression before turning away completely and silently heading in the direction of Gryffindor Tower. Since I am going to the same place any way, I make the decision to follow her. Once we reach the common room, I decided to keep Mionie's secret obsession with Draco to myself – there's no need to upset Ron over this whole mess. I make it through without incident and quickly jump into bed… replaying the day's events.
I wake up suddenly, feeling a weight shift onto my bed. Hmm, must be morning, but when did I fall asleep? Opening my eyes I immediately grab for my glasses only to find a grinning Seamus in my face.
"So how was it?" What, my dream? Sorry but that's a little too xrated… even for you.
"How was what? And why the hell are you in my bed?" Who am I kidding this is Seamus… I know exactly why he's in my bed.
"Fucking Malfoy… and I thought you might like some company" That's not what I – oh there ya go… so predictable.
"None of your business… now get off." That… has way too many connotations, probably should have said get out.
Reluctantly he rolls off but instead of leaving me alone as I had hoped he just lays beside me, head propped up on his hand – looking at me expectantly.
"Well?" Still here I see.
"Well what?" Go away.
"What about Malfoy? Tell me everything, leave nothing out." Knowing what a big mouth Seamus has… I could do so much damage to Draco right now but I won't.
"I told you it's none of your business… now go." Flee Irishmen! Flee!
"Awe, come one Harry. He's the most fuckable guy in Hogwarts. It's very selfish of you to keep information like that to yourself." Excuse me? I'll have you know that I am the most fuckable guy in Hogwarts… I took a poll.
"First of all he's the second most fuckable guy in Hogwarts and I wouldn't know… since I haven't gotten there yet." But not for his lack of trying… or maybe it's because I'm a big fat cock tease.
"WHAT? You mean after the spectacle you made out of yourself yesterday he still wouldn't fuck you? Sucks to be you Harry" Whoa, whoa. If you're going to use the words 'suck' and 'Harry' in a sentence, make it a good one please.
"No, he was perfectly willing thank you very much but I have other plans for that one." Many many plans.
"Really?" No I'm lying.
"Yes, and they are none of your business either… now if you'll excuse me I need to get dressed." And I'd rather not have an audience… well not you anyway.
His face lights up and he grins.
"Oh, I don't mind" Of course you don't… hello… Harry Potter.
"Out." I'm in a hurry.
"But Ha-"
"Now" Before I slap you silly.
"Fine, spoil all my fun." Oh, like you won't be blowing someone else in the next five minutes.
After successfully kicking the annoying little leprechaun out, I quickly get dressed and head down to breakfast.
Upon entering the Great Hall I see that Ron and Mione have already arrived, so I take a seat beside them and savagely devour a nice piece of sausage. After a minute or two, Lavender comes in taking the seat in front of me. She stares at me for a while, and I pretend to ignore her… unfortunately it doesn't work.
"So Harry… have fun last night?" Why is everyone so interested in my life? Get one of your own!
"Not really why?"
"Well we just figured you'dve of been shacken up with Malfoy and as I know very well how much fun that can be… I thought I'd ask. So, how was it?" How many people are going to make me admit I haven't shagged Draco yet?
"Well I – wait, what did you say?" Because I could have sworn you just implied you've fucked my Draco.
"How was it?"
"Before that?"
"Shackin' up with Malfoy?"
"After that."
"I know how much fun that would be?" Yeah… that
"Yeah… what exactly is that supposed to mean?" I think I already know, but I want to hear you say it you lying whore!
"Well… uh, you know… Draco and I… we, er… you know?" Unfortunately for you, yes… I do!
Suddenly a wave of anger rushes over me and I stand, wand raised at Lavender.
"Prepare to die bitch."
Her eyes widen to the size of the quidditch pitch as she gulps loudly – everyone else at the Gryffindor table has similar reactions. Unfortunately before I'm able to kill the demon, Hermione stands up placing a hand on my shoulder.
"That is enough! I do not under any circumstances want to hear…" she turns to glare at me "… or see anything else having to do with Draco Bloody Malfoy!" Don't act like you didn't enjoy it.
Lavender releases a squeal of delight, forgetting all about her impending danger.
"You saw them? What did you see tell me everything – leave nothing out." Sweetlord… it's like Seamus with tits. Can't have two of them… might as well put her out of her misery.
"Avada-" Hermione clamps a hand over my mouth effectively stopping me from finishing the dreaded cusre.
"You finish that Harry Potter and you will be next. Lavender I think you better go." Kedavra
"But I haven't had breakf-" Kedavra
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVEN'T HAD BREAKFAST! Harry Potter is about ten seconds away from killing you… breakfast is an important meal but you shouldn't have to die for it. Now run, I can't hold him much longer – why are you still here? I said GO!" I said Kedavra bitch!
As Lavender is running out of the hall, it occurs to me that I have never really thought about Draco's previous partners before. It really shouldn't bother me, I mean I have personally been through almost every sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts, but the simple thought of someone else touching my Draco is infuriating. Speaking of my Draco… where is he? I glance around the room but cannot find him anywhere; I suppose I should go look for him. I am in a very hostile mood right now and since apparently I'm not allowed to kill anyone, I guess I'll just have to work out my aggressions on the Slytherin Prince
I quickly get up from my seat and silently make my way out of the Great Hall. Unfortunately I run into Seamus and he insists on helping me with my search… he probably just wants to watch.
I try in vain several times to lose my little Irish friend but he just keeps coming back, like that mysterious rash of Neville's. I mean honestly, did he have to show it to me? I had nightmares for weeks after seeing it… I have a sneaking suspicion he got it from Snape. Damn my feet hurt, how big is this school anyway? Why can't someone be where you want them to be when you want them to be there? Why didn't my dumbass go get the Marauders Map?
I turn a corner preparing to do just that when I catch sight of silvery-blond hair… I've found him. But as I start to approach I notice he is not alone. He's with a girl, that son of a bitch. I can't believe this, after all the work I have put into nailing that bastard and he goes off with the first little slut to shake her ass at him. Hmmm, well two can play that game. I grab hold of Seamus pulling him closer to the pair; I stop far enough away, so it wouldn't seem suspicious but close enough so he will be able to see. If I know Draco like I think I do, there is no way he will be able to stand seeing me with someone else… at least not until this little game of ours has declared a victor.
I turn my attention back to Seamus who is just standing there drooling like a dog… it's quite disgusting really.
"Seamus… kiss me."
"What?"
"Don't act like you don't want to. Just do it."
"Ok"
He grabs the back of my head, pulling my lips to meet his. It's not an unfamiliar feeling – kissing him, gods knows I've done it a million times – there aren't that many people in the school that haven't.
I am torn from my thoughts suddenly as a very irate looking Slytherin grabs me by the arm dragging me to an empty classroom.
Once we're inside he throws me against the wall before turning back to the door and casting every silencing and locking charm I've ever heard of… and some I haven't. I can hear faint banging and screams from outside but I choose to ignore it. I know its Seamus and now probably Ron and Hermione… they know I can take care of myself.
"So… are you campaigning for Hogwarts whore or what?" Ooh someone's mad… this is great.
I look up at him, faking anger the best I know how. No sense in letting him know I'm enjoying this.
"Excuse me?" Keep it simple, the less you say the harsher you can actually sound.
Having grown tired of the cold stone floor I stand, ever so slightly inching closer to my unsuspecting victim – ready to pounce at a moments notice.
"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 me - but never do anything about it and then I see you with him!" Oohh, someone's jealous.
"What the hell do you care anyway? I'm not your boyfriend!" And the oscar goes too -
He looks so cute right now, all ruffled up and angry. And people wonder why I like fighting with him, if they onl-
"I don't like people playing with my toys." WHAT? Ok that's it… now I'm pissed.
"And sense when the hell I am 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!" And… she was ugly too!
He furrows his brow as if in thought, then raises one of those very eyebrows as if realization hits him… I'm busted. He moves closer, effectively pinning me to the wall then leans in – a mere breath away from my face.
"Were you jealous?" Yes… is there something wrong with that?
"Were you?" Don't even try to deny it.
As if trying to avoid the question, he closes the distance between us - capturing my lips in an urgent kiss. Kisses become hungry, hands and fingers touching places I wasn't even aware I had. Even though this is nice I think we would be much better suited in a horizontal position. I hook my foot around his ankle and pull back forcefully – sending us both crashing to the cold stone below… with me in my rightful place on top.
We continue like this for a while, just kissing and roaming hands over clothed skin before it becomes apparent he wants them off. Reaching up he tears at my robes, then what's underneath. Being a fair man, I return the favor until there isn't so much as a scrap of cloth between us.
In an unanticipated move, he flips me over; he wants to be on top… big surprise there. He positions himself above me - obvious ready for the main course, I, however have other plans. Using the strength and speed hundreds of Quidditch games and practices have afforded me, I reverse our positions once again.
Before he has a chance to protest I begin to place gentle bites on his ear, then slowly start to place wet open mouthed kisses down his neck, along with innocent little bites on his collar bone, before starting the process all over again. I masterfully sneak a hand lower and once I find my prize place a particularly hard bite to the nape of his neck. To my utmost delight he moans rather loudly.
"Oh gods… oh gods Potter, don't stop"
Oh I do love to be begged, speaking of which… I'd like to hear more. I remove my lips from his skin, only to be rewarded with the most delightful little whimper – leaning back slightly, I grin down at him evilly - oh yes Harry Potter can be quite evil… when he wants to be.
"Beg me."
"What?"
I lean back in close, lightly touching my lips to his.
"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." I may be requesting a private show later.
He throws his head back, sighing loudly… like any spoiled child not getting his way would. Unfortunately for you Draco dear, pouting will not get you out of this. I want you to beg and beg you will.
"Fuck you Potter"
"Not…" I lean down and lick his recently exposed neck "…unless you beg."
"No"
"Well then…" Please beg me, I need you to beg me. Great now I'm begging! At least he can't hear me… can he?
I begin to slowly get up from my current position, when he grabs hold of my hips – keeping me firmly in place.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please… please, don't stop."
I reward his obedience by instantly going back to my previous actions. Only this time I'm far less gentle. My kisses are rough, almost painful but still too nice for my liking, so I begin to bite and nip at any piece of milky flesh I can get.
I reluctantly tear myself away from my enthusiastic assault – sitting back slightly. I move around a little to place myself in a comfortable position, before saying the appropriate spells.
"Oh no you don't Potter… let me up – I refuse to be bottom." Then this should work out nicely.
I lean down and whisper teasingly in his ear.
"Nobody said you were."
Without giving him time to understand the implications of what I have just told him, I raise my hips up slightly only to bring then immediately back down. GOD DAMN IT… probably shouldn't have done that. Damn my eagerness… my ass will never forgive me for this!
"SON OF A BITCH" What the hell was I thinking? Stupid stupid stupid stupid stup-
"Honestly Potter, what were you thinking… you should have let me pr-"
I shift slightly gaining an appreciative moan from the blond beneath me while concurrently causing me to flinch.
"Shut up… just… give me a minute." Or an hour, or a day… or five.
I sit completely still trying desperately not to kill myself… damn my impatience. Quickly thinking of some spells I learned for situations just like this, I begin to cast them. Once I have sufficiently healed any internal damage caused by my eagerness – I slowly start to move.
"Never did… take you for a… submissive one, Potter"
SLAP
"I'm not and I thought I told you to shut up."
He looks shocked for a moment then closes his eyes leaning his head back. With the exception of moans and cries of pleasure, he does not utter another word.
Several hours and many positions later, we collapse drenched with sweat – all our energy spent.
"Wow"
"Yeah"
"That was"
"Exactly"
I lean over and begin to kiss his neck gently, before laying my head to rest on his shoulder – looking up at him grinning widely.
"So, was it worth the wait?"
"Most definitely"
I lay my head back down and close my eyes, a nap would be good right now… especially after such strenuous activities. Unfortunately before I am able to drift into the lovely land of sleep Draco decides he needs to speak to me.
"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 your friends are probably worried that we've killed each other. So come on, get dressed."
I glance down at myself and suddenly realize that I am indeed very naked, not that it bothers me or anything but it is kinda cold in here so I think getting dressed would be a good idea. As I begin to blindly gather my things – not having found my glasses yet, I pick up a shirt and immediately realize it isn't mine, due to the fact it could hardly be called a shirt anymore – I really should try to be more patient. After successfully locating and putting on all of my clothes I move to stand beside Draco, nodding slightly to indicate that I am ready. Once he has taken down all the charms, we begin to move out when suddenly he stops, turning to face me.
WHAM
DAMN IT! What the hell was that about? I stumble back a bit but manage to catch myself from falling completely and instantly lift a hand to my now bruising eye. He's lucky I didn't have on my glasses, if he would have broken them… well, I would have fixed them but then… yeah.
"God damn it Malfoy! What the hell was that for?"
"I just thought you should know Harry… I'm not submissive either."
I open my mouth to respond but he's gone before I have the chance. Squinting around the room I manage to find my glasses and after placing them in there rightful position on my face, I make my way to the kitchens… for a little payback… and maybe some cake.
TBC
Well there you have it. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I will try my best to have the next chapter up in a week or so.