Title: Flip Side
Author: CuriousDreamWeaver
Summary: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are one of a kind. Maybe. Alternate worlds are meant to stay separate but not everything turns out the way they're supposed to. How much trouble can two Draco Malfoys and two Harry Potters get into? Especially when someone decides to up the ante and make things a whole lot worse for them all. Slash, het. HP/DM, HP/DM, RW/HG and more.
Warnings: There will be slash, mostly from the HP/DM department, um, violence in later chapters, and maybe a few lime scenes (very mild though).
Pairings: HP/DM, RW/HG, JP/LE, LM/NM, SB/RL/SS
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters in it. J. K. Rowling does and she's more the richer for it. I don't own Tekuu no Escaflowne either. I wish I owned Van and Folken Fanel though... LOL
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Flip Side
Chapter Fourteen: You've got to kiss the boy
An uneasy truce had struck up between the Terrific Trio and Draco Malfoy, and many were rather dubious as to the reasons behind it, least of all, the Slytherins who eyed their Prince with a mixture of disbelief and doubt.
"So, Malfoy, care to tell me what all this is about?" Blaise asked as he sat down opposite Draco and beside Millicent early one morning. "All this lack of hostility is a bit... disconcerting."
"Big word, Blaise. Did you pick that up from one of your porn magazines?" Draco mocked as he slathered cream onto a scone.
Blaise ignored the jibe and reached for a scone. "I'll have you know that I've been listening to you and Dee converse and have taken it upon myself to become more skilled in the art of polite and intelligent conversation," Blaise retorted, flashing Dee, who was sitting next to Draco, a wink to which she promptly rolled her eyes.
"You sound like a prat," Draco sneered.
"I'm merely imitating you," Blaise answered.
Draco scowled darkly. "I do not sound like that."
"Yes, you do," Blaise replied. "You sound like you've memorised a dictionary and spit out words as they come to you."
"You ignorant plebe," Draco sneered. "Just because I use words of more than five letters. I'm surprised you have enough energy to string more than two words together considering how tired you should be after all your, ahem, bathroom sessions."
Blaise had slowly started turned red the moment Draco said 'energy' and he was sputtering unintelligibly by the time Draco finished moments later. "What-you-that's-"
Dee tilted her head towards Millicent as they giggled together at Blaise's red face. "Perhaps you should rethink your approach, Blaise," Dee said with an amused smile.
"Ah, he wasn't serious about the... er, thing," Blaise said, still red. He coughed uncomfortably at the look she gave him. "Ah, so, what do you think about the upcoming Quidditch match?"
"How subtle, Blaise," Draco said sarcastically. "But I think, as usual, the Gryffindorks will trounce Hufflepuff into the ground."
"I haven't seen Hufflepuff play," Dee commented. "Are they really that bad?"
"They're not exactly shining examples of the sport," Millicent murmured. "They're a bit on the flaky side."
"How disappointing." Dee's face fell slightly. She'd been looking forward to watching a game and it looked like it wasn't going to be that exciting.
"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure the Gryffindorks will be nice and make it last a little longer than it normally would," Millicent reassured her.
Dee smiled. "Thanks, Millie."
The other girl blushed at the nickname and mumbled a reply as she hastily ate some porridge.
"Which reminds me," Draco said, "we've got training after classes today."
Blaise groaned and rubbed his eyes. "But why?" he whined.
"Because we're playing Ravenclaw next month and they're not as flaky as Hufflepuff. We might actually get a bit of a fight from them."
"I guess so," Blaise agreed reluctantly. "We won't be out for too long, will we?"
"No, just from six to seven-thirty. After that, the Gryffindorks have got the field."
"Good, I have to finish my Transfiguration's essay."
"Weren't we given that three weeks ago, Blaise?" Dee asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, not you too!" Blaise cried as he pointed between the two silvery blondes with something akin to accusation on his face. "First him, and now you sweet Dee! How can you two be so studious?"
They both rolled their eyes at his dramatics and replied in synch. "Easily." They shared identical grins as Blaise stared at them in horror.
"You two scare me."
"That's the point," they replied in unison and watched as Blaise's expression became more and more scared. He opened and closed his mouth for a moment before turning away from them, muttering under his breath about evil twins and stuffing his mouth with his scone.
"That's cool," Crabbe and Goyle grunted.
"Why, thank you," Dee said as she beamed at them. "I've always wanted a sibling to do that with." She giggled. "Maman hates it when Papa and I do it sometimes."
Draco smiled as she continued chatting with the large boys. Despite his Potter Problem, he was still a bit mystified by Dee's name for it; he was feeling a lot happier than he had ever felt for a long time. Dee's presence was definitely something he didn't think he'd ever grow tired of. She gave him affection and unquestioning loyalty, something he didn't think anyone else had ever given him. She was like a sister, no, she was his sister, in every sense of the word, in every way that mattered.
Dee sensed his thoughtful mood and nudged him lightly, giving him a smile and squeezing his hand lightly.
"We have DADA first lesson," Millicent said. "Didn't Lupin say we were going to go over vampires today?"
"Professor Lupin," Dee corrected absently. "I remember him mentioning that."
"Your vampires are different, aren't they?" Draco asked.
Dee bobbed her head in agreement. "Yes, it should be interesting to learn just how different they really are."
"They're different? What? They don't suck blood or something?" Blaise asked.
"No, they do suck blood. Their physiology is different, though, and a few other traits." Dee shrugged. "Maybe if there's time, I'll tell you later."
"She's talked to you about it, hasn't she?" Blaise asked Draco in an accusatory manner as he waved his spoon around.
"Yes, she has," Draco replied with a smirk.
Blaise scowled when no other answer was forthcoming and poked Millicent in the side lightly. "Has she talked to you about vampires?"
Millicent blinked at Blaise, a light flush covering her cheeks as she ducked her head shyly again. "No, she hasn't."
"Stop poking at people, Blaise. It makes you look like a weirdo," Dee said good naturedly as she eyed Millicent's shadowed face and Blaise's continued prodding.
"A weirdo? I'll have you know that poking people is a very good way of getting their attention!" he replied with a sniff.
"It does get someone's attention," Millicent said as she rubbed at her side and jostled Blaise with her shoulder. The boy almost toppled off his chair before righting himself. He blinked at Millicent like he'd never seen her before for a moment, and then burst into laughter, clapping her on the shoulder.
"I like you!" He turned towards Dee and Draco and stuck out his tongue again. "See? Someone appreciates me!"
"You're such a flirt, Blaise," Draco said as he rolled his eyes and Dee hid her own knowing smile as Millicent ducked her head again. Draco picked up his napkin and dabbed at his mouth. "And we should really be getting off to class."
"But I haven't eaten anything yet!" Blaise complained as he got up. Millicent followed as she picked up an apple and put it into one of the many pockets of her robes.
"You stuffed a half dozen scones into your mouth, don't tell me you're still hungry!" Draco said, his lips twisting into a slightly disgusted expression, as he stood up and leant Dee a hand. Crabbe and Goyle had already gotten to their feet and the six of them left the hall.
"What do you know about eating? You and Dee eat hardly anything!" Blaise turned back to Millicent and ducked his head down to her ear and whispered conspiratorially, "Do you think that's how they stay so thin?"
"Maybe they just don't stuff their faces like you do," Millicent replied. She blinked and blushed as she realised what she just said but calmed down when she realised that Blaise hadn't been insulted by her comment.
"True, but then again, they don't really seem to eat. I mean, what did they eat before I got there?"
"Dee ate an apple, she had a scone and some tea. Draco had the same thing too, but a piece of toast as well."
"How can they live on that?" Blaise muttered. "I tell you, it's just not fair!"
Millicent giggled as Blaise waved his arms around and continued to go on about the injustice of it all.
"Aren't they cute?" Dee said as she covered her mouth to hide her wide smile.
"If that's your thing," Draco said doubtfully. To be honest, he hadn't ever really thought of Blaise and Millicent ever being a couple, but Dee insisted that they made a cute pair.
"Oh, don't be such a curmudgeon!" Dee said as she tugged on his sleeve. "They'd make each other happy." She seemed almost giddy with the prospect of matchmaking and Draco smiled slightly as she fairly glowed with it.
"You do what you like," he replied with a good-natured rolling of his eyes.
"I always do."
"What are you two twittering about?" Blaise asked as he slung an arm around Dee's shoulders.
"Nothing in particular. And get your arm off me," Dee said as she shrugged him off.
"Oh, you're no fun." Blaise pouted at her. "Millicent, come here."
"What?" Millicent asked curiously.
Blaise slung an arm over her shoulder and stuck his tongue out at Dee. "I've found a new friend!"
"Yes, you go play with your new friend!" Dee chirped brightly, a sly smile curving her lips.
"Ah..." Millicent could feel her face getting very hot as Blaise pulled her closer and leaned down to her again.
"That Dee's a strange girl."
"Ah." Not as weird as you though, Millicent thought as she watched him talk.
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Harry watched as the six Slytherins left the Great Hall, his eyes fixed on Draco's back as the shorter boy walked away.
"Y'know, if you keep staring like that, the whole school will know you're stalking him," J.P. said with an amused smile as Harry flushed and pushed his glasses up his nose.
"I do not stalk him!" he muttered. "I merely watch him carefully in order to best determine my next course of action."
"Right, you say it any way you want," J.P. said as he happily ate more toast and jam. "But I know you're stalking him."
Harry childishly stuck out his tongue and shoved a piece of toast into his mouth as he ignored J.P.'s amused chuckles.
"I still think you should just find someone else to moon over," Ron muttered. "It's Malfoy, for crying out loud.
Harry groaned and shot Ron a baleful glare. "We've been over this, Ron!"
Ron hunched his shoulders and glared at the Slytherin table. "All I'm saying is that you could do better. He's a slimy git, that's all."
"He is not, stop insulting him! He hasn't said a word to you all week."
"That doesn't mean he's not plotting to kill me in my sleep."
"I'm plotting to kill you in your sleep," Harry hissed.
"Really Ron, just stop it," Hermione put in exasperatedly.
"But Mione-" Ron looked ready to whine but his girlfriend gave him a stern look and rapped him on the head with her unused spoon.
"No! We've already talked about this! You're Harry's best friend, give him some support!" Hermione gave Harry a smile that he returned gratefully.
"Fine, fine." Ron muttered as he sulked. "I won't say anything... unpleasant to the slimy git. Ow!"
"Watch it, Ron." Hermione said with a frown.
"Fine, jeez. Just stop hitting me!"
"You're so whipped," J.P. snickered at Ron.
"Oh yeah? You jump to attention whenever Dee snaps her fingers," Ron snapped back.
"Hey, it's easier to go along with it than against it, trust me." J.P. nodded in a sage-like manner.
"I'd listen to him if I were you, Ron," Ginny piped in as she leant across her brother to grab a piece of toast.
Ron jumped. "Where'd you come from?"
"Ah, nowhere." Ginny said with an innocent expression on her face.
Harry blinked as he noticed Neville looking at his goblet as though it was the most interesting thing in he world and something clicked into place in his head. He bit back a snicker and looked up at J.P. to see him grinning at him.
'Ginny and Neville, huh?' J.P. mouthed at him. Harry nodded and grinned. He caught Neville's eye and winked, causing the shy boy to blush and gulp down his pumpkin juice.
"Where have you been, Ginny?" Ron asked. "Breakfast's almost done!"
"I was a little busy," Ginny replied with a shrug. "Besides, I'm a big girl now, I can look after myself. I don't need you to coddle me."
Ron looked affronted. "You're my little sister! I have a right to know where you've been!"
Ginny rolled her eyes and nibbled at her toast, sending Neville a small smile as Ron ranted on.
"Ron, she's a teenager, I think you can stop trying to boss her around," Hermione put in.
Ginny shot her a grateful smile. "Thanks, Mione!"
"But she's my little sister!"
"Yes, and it's very sweet of you to worry, but really, she's perfectly capable of looking after herself," Hermione admonished with a smile.
"I just get worried, that's all," Ron sulked.
"Thanks, Ron. I love you for it, but really, I'll be fine." She leant over and pecked Ron on the cheek, causing him to flush slightly.
"Oh no! We'd better get going!" Hermione cried as she hastily swallowed her pumpkin juice and hauled Ron to his feet. "Come on you guys, move it!"
"But we haven't finished eating yet!" J.P. cried even as he got to his feet, stuffing fruit into his pockets and sloppily shoving his toast into his mouth. The three boys quickly followed Hermione out of the hall after she shot them a stern look.
The foursome quickly made their way to the DADA classroom and were surprised by the sight that met them when they walked through the door.
Millicent was covering her face with her hands as Blaise fluttered his hands around with a helpless look on his face. There was a livid palm print on the side of his face, about the size of Millicent's hand.
Dee was glaring at Blaise from beside the embarrassed girl, her hand resting on her shoulder. "What is wrong with you, Zabini?" Though her expression was fierce, there was a certain mischievous satisfaction in her eyes. J.P. gave a soft snicker that only Harry heard.
"I'm sorry! My hand slipped! I didn't mean it!" Blaise reached out to Millicent but the girl turned away, her face obviously red with embarrassment.
"I think you've scarred her enough," Draco drawled. "Really, to think you can't even keep your hands to yourself for more than a minute."
"Shut up!" Blaise snapped before turning back to Millicent. "Millie, I'm really sorry, I didn't... My hand slipped."
"It's-it's okay," Millicent said through her hands. She huffed and raised her head, her face still red, and gave him a tentative smile. "It's a bit hard to move with someone who's shorter than you."
"Yeah, sorry." Blaise let out a nervous laugh.
"Being perverted, Zabini?" Ron asked snidely as he viewed the scene with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
"Shut the hell up, Gryffindork!" Blaise barked out as he glared at them. He sat down at the table next to Draco and proceeded to ignore the Gryffindors.
"That's the best you could come up with?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I can think of a lot of things to call you," Draco drawled in Blaise's defence, his eyes narrowing.
"Why don't you-"
"Leave it, Ron," Harry snapped, forcing his friend down into the seat next to Hermione. "Just leave it."
"Yeah, after all, if you don't, Zabini just might decide to curse you," J.P. said in a disturbingly cheerful voice as he snickered.
"Shut up, Potter!" Zabini hissed from the other side of the room.
"I didn't say anything," Harry replied with a twitch of his lips.
"Not you, Potter. The other one."
"Oh, me?" J.P. asked. "Well, I didn't think you'd hear, really."
"Excuse me?" Blaise sounded outraged by the remark. "Are you calling me deaf?"
"Well-"
"That's enough, you two." The two boys stopped scowling at each other when they heard Professor Lupin's voice from the front of the room.
"Hello, Professor," Harry said with a smile that was touched with concern. "How are you feeling today?" Full moon had only been a few nights ago, and Remus still looked tired.
"As well as could be expected," he replied with a soft smile. "But it would have been better if I didn't have to come into a room where the occupants are arguing." He gave them all meaningful glance. The Slytherins gave him a half-hearted sneer, except for Dee who gave him a small smile and a nod.
"The rest of the class should be arriving soon, so I suggest you settle down."
"Yes, sir," they all replied, albeit some more reluctantly than others.
"Good."
True to his words, the rest of the class shuffled in, most chattering loudly to each other. It took them a few minutes to get to their seats, and even then, there was some jostling as the class segregated themselves into their Houses, the Slytherins along the window side of the room and the Gryffindors on the other.
"Okay, okay, everyone, settle down." Remus said amicably as he gave them all a smile. "Like I said last lesson, we'll be going over vampires today."
There was a soft murmur around the class and Blaise gave Dee a pointed look, which she pretended not to notice.
"Now, does anyone want to share what they already know about them?" Remus said encouragingly.
Seamus raised his hand. "They drink blood."
"Yes, that's true. Anyone else?"
"They can't tolerate sunlight. In fact, they burst into flames and then turn into ashes when exposed to it," Hermione volunteered. "They also have a strong affiliation to bats and ravens."
"Very good, five points to Gryffindor," Remus said, pleased with Hermione's answer.
Not to be outdone, a few of the Slytherins raised their hands.
"Vampires are social creatures, despite what people think. They prefer to live in groups rather than alone," Blaise said when Remus asked him.
"Good, five points to Slytherin," Remus murmured with a nod. "Their social hierarchy is very similar to that of royal families of humans."
"Can they really turn into bats and crows?" Neville asked.
"Well, there are some that can, but it's not a universal trait." Remus must have seen the ghost of a smile that flitted over Dee's face as he eyed her curiously. "Miss Malfoy, in your world, are vampires any different?"
Dee ignored the way Blaise sat forward in his seat eagerly. "A little, from what I've heard."
"Would you like to tell us how?" Remus pressed gently.
"From what I understand, your vampires are considered the undead, am I correct?" There was a low murmur of agreement from the rest of the class. "Well, in my world, vampires aren't. They're alive and can reproduce just like a normal human."
"That's a surprise," Remus said, blinking. The rest of the class, save J.P. and Draco, echoed his sentiments. "How exactly does that work?"
"I've never really studied their physiology, but from what I gather, they're not that much different from humans." Dee paused, frowning slightly. "They drink blood as well, but they can eat normal food without any negative side effects."
"How can they reproduce?"
"Like I said, they've got the same basic physiology as humans. Basically, they birth live young like any other mammalian species."
"Can they only, er, mate with other vampires?" Blaise asked.
"No, they can produce offspring with any humanoid being."
Harry blinked and leant over to J.P. who was doodling on the edge of his scroll absently. "She sounds like a text book," he whispered.
J.P. nodded. "Yeah, she totally loves this sort of stuff. She'll be giving us a detailed explanation soon enough." He glanced at Hermione and watched as her face took on a worshipful expression. "Seems Hermione's having fun."
Harry chuckled and glanced at Draco. He noticed how interested the other boy looked and wondered if he could ever garner such an intense look from him.
"So they can have kids with humans?'
"Yes. Humans, veelas, sirens, werewolves," Dee twitched slightly at some of the disgusted looks some of the Slytherins sported, "those of mixed blood... Basically any humanoid species."
"That's very interesting," Remus said with a smile. "Very interesting indeed. Did you study them back in your world?"
"Yes, but they were only a small part of our course. Mine was a more personal interest," Dee replied.
Harry heard J.P. mutter something about freaky vampire uncles and protective grandmothers and shot the other boy a questioning glance but J.P. seemed to be in the middle of an inner rant.
"Indeed," Remus murmured. "Well, that makes the assignment-" he gave the class an amused smile when everybody, except Dee and Hermione, groaned. "Now, now, it won't be that bad, I promise."
There was a discontented murmur but everyone settled down, though the majority of the Slytherins were casting Remus annoyed looks.
"It's to be done in pairs," Remus paused again as another hum of low, excited murmurs broke out. He almost wished he didn't have to say what was coming next. Almost. "But, you must be partnered with someone from the other House."
"What?" Ron blurted out. "With a Slytherin?"
"Oh, trust me, Weasel, we're just as horrified as you are," Draco sneered. He turned his eyes back to Remus. "You can't honestly expect us to agree to something like that, can you?"
The class murmured in agreement, their heads nodding, though the Gryffindors looked reluctant to agree with the Ice Prince. However, there was a slight edge of awe in their gazes as they watched Draco speaking to their professor in a way many of them wouldn't even dare unless in private, and even then, probably not.
"It was the Headmaster's decision. He only wants you to learn how to work together," Remus replied in an almost coaxing tone. He could tell he wasn't going to be very successful when Draco's eyes darkened.
"Do you seriously think that we can work together in this?" Draco asked with a scowl.
"If you don't, you fail this assignment," Remus replied smoothly.
Draco's lips parted slightly, hissing out between his teeth as he regarded his professor. "Is that so," he drawled, his voice cold.
"Well, if that's all, I think I should assign partners now," Remus said quickly in case anyone else wanted to say anything.
"Your dragon looks like he's going to kill your friend," J.P. murmured. "I'd calm him down if I were you."
"A bit hard to do from over here," Harry said as he frowned. Draco's hands were gripping the edge of the desk, his knuckles white and the muscles in his jaw were clenched tight. He winced as he thought about the other boy's teeth grinding together. He looked absolutely furious, not to mention even Blaise was leaning away from him with a wary look on his face.
"All right, the partners are as follows: Hermione Granger and Millicent Bulstrode, Seamus Finnegan and Gregory Goyle, Dean Thomas and Vincent Crabbe, Pansy Parkinson and Lavender Brown, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley and Blaise Zabini," Remus read out the list, ignoring the furious whispers that accompanied the names he read out.
Harry stared at Draco, tuning out Remus's voice as he watched the other boy slowly turn to him. Harry winced at the angry glare he got, as thought their situation was all his fault.
"You're gonna gave your hands full there," J.P. said in an almost cheerful manner.
"Thanks," Harry muttered. "I don't think that's exactly what I wanted to hear."
"Well, at least you get to spend time with him," J.P. pointed out.
"Yeah, but he might try to kill me. I mean, look at him!"
"He looks rather angry, yeah."
"You're not helping."
"Sorry."
"What am I going to do? He'll never talk to me!"
"It could be worse," J.P. said in a placating manner, "you could be stuck with Parkinson."
Harry shuddered violently. Yes, that definitely would be worse. He turned back to Draco and shifted under the heated stare. He knew it was more likely anger than barely controlled lust, but he shifted uncomfortably as the fire in those eyes made heat pool in his belly. He ignored J.P.'s knowing chuckle.
"And I think it's only fair for Dee Malfoy and J.P. Potter to go together," Remus finished off his list and lay it down on his desk.
"This is never going to work!" A voice called from the back, but Harry wasn't sure who is was, the whispers of annoyance had become loud complaints that filled the room unhappily.
"All right, settle down, settle down!" Remus called loudly, his voice ringing with authority. "I know you might not like your partners, but I hope I can trust you to act in a manner that will not cause you to lose House points." He gave them all a level look. "Now, this assignment is due in three weeks. It must be four feet long and you are to prepare a short talk to summarise your research for the class." He gave a nod towards Hermione as she raised her hand.
"What's the topic of our assignment?" Hermione asked.
"Vampires. However, each pair will be researching a different aspect of vampires and their unique culture."
"How are we going to know our topics?" Lavender asked tentatively, avoiding Pansy's burning glare.
"I've made a list of topics and I've put them into this bowl," Remus replied as he pulled a bowl out in front of him. It was large and made of glass and they could clearly see a pile of folded bits of paper sitting in it. "Each pair will draw a piece of paper and they will do the topic that's written on it. A fair way to decide, I think."
"So they're all different?" Blaise asked.
"Yes, every pair has a different topic, I don't want anyone to do the same thing." Remus stood up and held the bowl out in front of him. "Now, I want each pair to come up here and draw their topic. We'll start with Hermione and Millicent."
Hermione and Millicent got up reluctantly but didn't make any comment as they walked to the front. They gave each other a look as to decide who picked out the paper and Millicent shrugged. Hermione peered at the pile of paper and stuck her hand into the bowl, fishing around for a moment before picking out their topic.
"Tell the class what you have," Remus encouraged.
"We're doing Vampiric magic," Hermione replied, a light of interest in her eyes as she handed the slip to Millicent so she could have a look.
"Nice, nice. Now, have a seat. Next up, Seamus and Gregory."
Draco pressed his lips into a tight line as he watched the pairs get up and select their topics. He could feel his heart beat pounding at the thought of having to spend time with Harry, the mixture of trepidation and excitement warring with each other to make his stomach churn. He glanced over at Harry and noticed the other boy watching him with an apologetic look on his expressive face. He fought the urge to give him a smile and instead looked away.
"Harry and Draco, come up and get your topic."
Draco stood up stiffly, walking to the front without glancing at his partner, even as he heard the taller boy fall into step beside him.
"You choose the topic, Draco," Harry murmured.
Draco paused, the use of his first name on Harry's lips making him quiver in delight, before scowling at him and plunging his hand into the bowl and pulling out the first piece of paper that his fingers closed around. He opened it and his mouth dropped open. They couldn't be serious!
"What topic did you get?" Remus asked.
"Vampiric pair bonding," Draco choked out.
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Harry stuffed his belongings into his satchel as fast as he could, intent on catching Draco before the blonde could disappear to his next class. He waved Hermione and Ron away when they paused at the door and made a shooing motion with his hands. Hermione nodded and dragged Ron after her.
"I've got Ancient Runes next," Harry heard Dee say to Draco as they packed their bags.
"We've got Divination," Crabbe said as Goyle nodded beside him.
"Oh, I've got Herbology," Millicent murmured.
"And I have a free!" Blaise said gleefully.
"Hm, Arithmancy for me," Draco replied.
"Well, that means I'll see you all at lunch then," Dee said as she walked to the door.
"I'll walk you," J.P. said as he followed after her. "See you, Harry."
"Bye," Harry replied. He quickly stuffed his quill and parchment into his bag and looked up. He swore under his breath as the object of his affection strode past his aisle and towards the door quickly.
"Wait, Draco! Hey!" Harry slowed down as he saw the other Slytherins stop and glare at him for addressing their leader in such a familiar manner.
"Who gave you permission to use my first name, Potter?" Draco snapped.
"Oh, sorry, um..." Harry said awkwardly.
"Go away, Potter," Blaise said.
"Look, I just want to ask him a question," Harry replied impatiently.
Draco gave him an assessing look and gave a slow nod. "All right, you go to class," he said as he waved his Housemates away.
"All right." They moved off reluctantly and left the pair alone after Draco gave them an impatient glare.
Harry stared at Draco intently, causing Draco to shift under the scrutiny.
"What do you want, Potter?"
"Er, well," Harry rubbed at his neck in embarrassment. "I just wanted to ask when we could get together."
"We're not going out on a date, Potter," Draco replied quickly, his eyes darting around as he stepped away from him.
"What? Huh? No!" Not that he was opposed to the idea... "I meant, when would you be free to do some research?"
"You should have been more specific," Draco replied tightly.
"Uh, yeah," Harry said sheepishly. "Anyway, when do you have some free time?"
"I have a free period after lunch today, one just before tomorrow and then another one on Thursday after breakfast. I'm free after dinner on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays," Draco said quickly, looking away from Harry.
"Oh, hm," Harry said as he frowned in thought. "Well, I've got a free tomorrow too and I'm free on Wednesdays and Fridays."
"Yay," Draco drawled, covering up the nervousness he was feeling. The urge to smooth the slight crease between those dark brows was viciously stamped down.
"Um, how about we meet up at the library during the free tomorrow? And then on Wednesday and Friday?"
"That works. Now, I have to get going." Draco turned and would have walked away, but Harry grabbed onto the sleeve of his robe.
"Draco, there was something else I wanted to ask you." Harry coughed to emphasise his point and gathered his courage.
"What, Potter?" Draco asked and turned.
Harry took the opportunity to tug Draco towards him and closed his arms around the slim waist in front of him.
"What are you-"
"Sh," Harry said softly, taking off his glasses as he leant down and pressed his lips against Draco's.
Too surprised to do anything, Draco opened his mouth in shock, Harry taking full advantage to slide his tongue past Draco's lips and deepen the kiss. Draco let out a soft moan and curled his fingers into Harry's robe as his eyes slid shut in pleasure as Harry pulled him even closer.
Harry grinned against Draco's mouth and slid one hand up the blonde's back to press between his shoulder blades. He felt Draco shudder and melt against him as his hand pressed against his shoulder blade and felt a flare of possessiveness heat up inside him. With a soft growl, he tilted Draco's head back more and ravaged his pink lips.
Draco whimpered as Harry asserted his dominance, moving his hands up to curl his arms around the taller boy's neck. Those large hands pressed and kneaded his shoulder blades and he mewled as they stimulated his pleasure points, the place his wings joined his body when they were out. He didn't even realise they were moving until he felt the cold, harsh surface of the wall press against his back and the heat of Harry's body against his front. He flushed as Harry pressed the full length of his body against his and something hard nudged against his stomach. He rocked back absently and heard and felt Harry growl against his lips as he felt Draco's own growing arousal.
"God, Draco," he heard Harry hiss as he moved his head back. His eyes fluttered open, he didn't even remember closing them, and he flushed at the blatant desire that darkened those emerald green eyes.
"You're so beautiful," Harry whispered as he moved one hand to cup Draco's face. His thumb rubbed against Draco's now kiss-swollen lips. "So beautiful."
"I-" Draco murmured, his eyes still hazy with pleasure and face flushed with desire.
The sound of approaching footsteps and conversation interrupted them and Harry swore, moving away from Draco.
"Damn," he stepped away and was pleased to see Draco slump against the wall now that he wasn't holding him up any more. Draco raised a hand to his lips and looked at him in wonder, which was quickly turning to embarrassment as he straightened.
"What was that about?" he asked, his voice coming out in a squeak, his face flushing in embarrassment.
Harry chuckled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips again. "I've been wanting to do that since we were assigned together." He put his glasses back on and winked at Draco.
"Oh," Draco didn't know how to reply to that.
"Well, I'll see you later." Harry grinned widely at the slightly dazed look Draco gave him and walked away whistling to himself.
For once, Draco Malfoy didn't have a witty comeback in reply.
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Well! That's another chapter done! Yay! LOL I hope you guys all enjoyed it. The next chapter won't be coming out any time soon, so please don't attack me or beg for it. I have a whole load of exams and assignments due so I won't be able to start on the next chapter any time soon.
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