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Get Mine, Get Yours

I really thought I was ready for anything he threw my way, but I wasn't. I knew he would get me back good too. He's a Malfoy and a slytherin what did I expect some stupid prank? But you're probably wondering what he did right? It was after Quidditch practice, the gryffindor team had finish and everyone but me was still in the locker room, I ended up staying out longer flying around and had gotten off the field when the hufflepuffs came to practice. I thought I heard a noise but I passed it off for my imagination, it wasn't it was Draco, but you knew that by now most likely.

"Hey Harry." We stopped using our last names months ago, sometimes, like now I hated it. When he says my name it has a certain power that attracts me to him, he could be saying it casually, and still sound sensual.

With a gasp I turned around to face the smirking blonde. "What are you doing here?"

"Well this is the Quidditch locker room and I do play on the team." He said innocently.

"It's the hufflepuff's practice." I backed away from him as he came closer and closer till he had me pressing into the lockers. Again I resented that he's taller then me.

Both his hands were on either side of my head and he leaned in to kiss me, but I turned my head away. "We can't in here someone might come in."

"And that makes it all the more better... The risk." And this time Draco does catch my lips into a bruising kiss.

"No.. no, we can't someone will come in and then..." I trailed off and went under his arm, mind you I'm holding a towel around my waist. But Draco still smirking and without any warning lifts me off my feet and carries me into the showers.

He turned on the hot water, while still kissing me and I was giving in fully. Draco took off his now wet clothes with my help and he pulled off my towel, so that we were both naked and water running down our body. Wrapping my legs around his lean waist, he spoke to me.

"Tell me you're not getting hot, just thinking that someone could walk in on us at any given time." He was stroking me with his skilled aristocrat hands. "Or that you know what you're doing and their right outside while were doing it." He stroked faster until he almost had me at my peak and then he stopped.

I couldn't repress the whimper of disappointment that escaped my lips. I knew that he was punishing me for I what I did to him three nights ago, and I knew he was taking pleasure from this.

"Tell me you want me." Draco kissed my chest, while I bit his shoulder, my nails occasionally scraping his back.

"Draco.. Please."

"Tell me." He bit me hard on the neck causing it to bleed and he licked at it so that it would leave a mark later on.

"I want you." I groaned. And soon I was gasping with pleasure as he thrust in and out of me, my back to the shower stall, the steam obscuring the area. "Harder." And he did just that. Draco might be a jerk but he was a hell of a lover to have and never substandard. Then again he was a Malfoy.

When I came I pressed my nails into his back and knowing they would leave marks, he came as well and for awhile we just stayed still, unmoving. We were both panting and still were when he settled me on my feet, which were still shaky. We share a last kiss and then he picked up his wet clothes and left.

Just like always.

There were no strings attached between us, just a you get yours and I get mine thing. And at first I was ok with that, I didn't and still don't need an emotional relationship with anyone, but now...

I sighed for the trillionth time in my life and turn down the shower at a warmer tone rather then the hot water he had on. I can't afford to love not with Voldemort and his deatheaters still out there. But then I tell myself, it's not love its an infatuation. A short passion that will die soon and everything will go back to normal for us. Nothing more. I finished my shower quickly so that I didn't run into any of the hufflepuffs and left to go back to the gryffindor common room.

As I was making my way up the stairs to go to the sixth floor, my vision got blurry and my scar felt as if it was on fire. I'm only thankful no students are around to see this and I go into a painful vision.

Snape is lying on the floor withering in pain, screaming; Voldemort is standing over him, sneering angrily. The vision ends with Snape dying, the now familiar green light blinding me as I sit up gasping.

Standing up quickly I barely noticed that I had fallen down a few steps and had a cut on my cheek, instead I run as fast I can to the dungeons where I know the potion master is.

"Prof Snape!" I burst through the door and several heads look up at me, two gryffindors and one hufflepuff were there for detention.

"What do you want Potter?" Snape looked like he was just itching to take points away from me, just for being there.

"I have to talk to you... in private." I'm calmer now but still worried, who wouldn't be after seeing someone, even the greasy git that is my potions master, dying. After a hard look he stood up stiffly.

"In my office." I nodded and follow him in. I moved towards the desk but didn't sit down, Snape shut the door and turned to me with his usual glare.

"Now pray tell what is so important that you came shouting for all of heaven to hear?"

"I saw you die." This isn't what I was going to say but that's what came out.

"What?" Snape's face is expressionless and his eyes dark.

"I mean I had a vision and I saw Voldemort kill you." Snape always had a way for making me feel foolish and childlike, even at 16 years old. "I think he knows that you're a spy." I ventured on carefully.

If it's possible the potion master's eyes got darker and his glare even more meaner. "Is that so?" Why they hell wasn't he believing me, it's not like I would joke about something like this.

"I'm not lying! I know what I saw." I told him definitely.

"Fine I'll inform the headmaster, now get out of my site." With a glare I step out of his office and left the classroom, ignoring the looks I was getting from the others.

You'd think after years he would be a bit nicer. Ok so Snape and nice don't go in the same sentence but does he have to be so spiteful... always acting like a man constantly PMS-ing. I am Harry not James, but he will never see that so why bother getting angry over it?

I was making my way out of the dungeons and I took a corner not noticing the other person coming my way and we ended up running right into each other. I looked up and met blue eyes. It was a boy that I knew by face and also knew he was in slytherin and in my year but not his name.

"Sorry wasn't watching where I was going." I told him and I expected the usual slytherin nastiness.

But to my surprise he smiled, and I wondered if he really was in slytherin. "My fault." I guess my shocked showed on my face for he couldn't help but to start chuckle. "What?" He asked.

"Are you in slytherin?" I couldn't help but asked, he was being to nice to be in slytherin.

"Yes." He answered smiling.

"You sure?"

He laughed again. "Yes I'm sure. Blaise Zabini." He stuck his hand out and I took it.

"Harry-"

"Potter-" He finished. "I haven't lived under a rock all these years not to hear of famous Harry Potter." He was still holding my hand, longer then I think it needed to be held.

"Who hasn't heard of me?" I rolled my eyes, Blaise shrugged still smiling.

"What happen to your cheek?" This confused me and I put my hand to my right cheek, when I drew the hand back I have a little blood on my fingers.

"Oh I ran into a door." Nice one, make it look like you're clumsy, I thought.

"You should be more careful, don't want to go scarring your pretty face." Something in the way he looked at me made me bashful and what's with the pretty face remark.

"Well see ya around." I said quickly becoming more uncomfortable around this strange slytherin. A nice slytherin... hmm, its liking having Snape not take points away from me.

"Bye." He flashed me another smile and this time I looked away blushing. It's the same way Draco smiled at me when no one notices.

But why was this character Blaise smiling like that to me, and I was a gryffindor at that. The sorting hat may have put me in gryffindor but it seems I can't escape my fate of being surrounded by slytherins.

A/n- As you probably noticed these chapters are short and will remain so. It's late and tomorrow (today) I'm going to New York and the movies so I wanted to get this out before I became to busy.

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