Chapter 5

Harry recognized the hungry gleam in Draco's date's eyes, a predatory look that told everyone at the party that he was going to get lucky tonight with the man on his arm. If they hadn't already slept together – and Harry doubted they had by the way Draco stood stiffly beside him - then Mr. Witch weekly planned on it happening tonight.
Not if I can prevent it, Harry thought, stamping the savage urge to plant his fist into the Lawyers face. Lucius Malfoy's Come as you're not party was hardly the place to stake his claim on Draco.
Tugging the black bow tie around his neck, Harry watched the pair from across the crowded ballroom in the Malfoy manor. They stood in the reception line to greet Lucius and Narcissa . White-robed waiters served appetizers and champagne. Men stood in groups talking, while the women moved around the room checking out all the men.
Harry couldn't take his eyes off Draco. Draco was wearing a body hugging almost not there black dress that gave the impression that it was see through. Short sleeves hung of his shoulders showing a lot more neck than Harry was comfortable with Draco displaying. The hem of the dress gave way to long legs that were incased in sheer black stocking held up by a lacy garter. Harry stared hard at the stockings, but at that distance he couldn't see if they were a pair of the ones he had sent.
Mr. Witch weekly bent his head next to Draco's and said something that made him tilt his head back and smile. His silky hair ruffling before settling like a soft cloud around his face. Mr. witch weekly pressed a hand to the base of Draco's spine and guided him forward. Harry's gut clenched at that intimate touch making him clench his fists and shoving them into his pockets.
"He does look stunning, don't you think?"
Harry glanced at the woman standing beside him, wearing a fake beard. He met cobalt blue eyes brimming with amusement and scowled "You're corrupting him, Ginny"
Ginny laughed the sound throaty enough to draw attention of every straight man there. "And it's so much fun. My straight laced best friend has hatched from his cocoon"
Harry grunted a reply. Translated it would have made even Hagrid blush.

Taking a sip of her champagne, Ginny regarded Harry over the rim of her glass "You mean to tell me, honestly, that you don't like his new look?"
Admittedly, Draco's new look was starting to grow on him. "I liked him fine the way he was before you decided to play fairy godmother"
Ginny grinned as if Harry had complimented her. " He needed a change, especially if he wants to catch himself a husband"

Harry looked around for a waiter. He really needed a stiff drink. "I'm surprised you didn't have a list of single men lined up for him." He commented dryly.
She waved her near empty glass towards Draco. "I thought Rodney was a decent catch, but Draco is being difficult"
Harry's jaw dropped, though he told himself he shouldn't have been surprised. "You set them up?"
Ginny shrugged and drank the last of her champagne.
"Ginny, I'm gunna strangle you" Harry growled
"Nah ya won't" Ginny said, batting her lashes at him "you like me too much"

Despite Ginny's brash ways and smart mouth Harry did like her.
Ginny placed a hand on Harry's jacketed arm her expression suddenly serious "Harry, Draco is crazy about you, I won't lie to you about that, but if you won't marry him let him go so he can find someone who will"
Harry couldn't, the thought of not having Draco in his life was equivalent to carving his heart out of his chest "I think I might go meet Draco's new boyfriend" he flashed Ginny a smile and strode over to Draco.

Draco turned, and his gaze fell on Harry as he approached. Draco looked startled, torn and a little wary. Harry had almost reached Draco's side when Lucius saw him. Harry couldn't very well ignore the guest of honor. He shook hands with the older man while watching out of the corner of his eye as Mr. Witch weekly led Draco in the opposite direction. Something on Draco's ankle caught Harry's attention and he knew a moment of supreme satisfaction.
He'd catch up with Draco later.

Dinner was served and Harry found himself seated next to a young man with short blonde hair wearing a pair of round glasses and a lightning scar. He had come on to Harry as soon as they sat down to eat, making sure Harry knew that he was very single and very interested in him. As soon as the desert plates were cleared away Harry politely excused himself ignoring the blonde man's disappointed pout. It was time to go see Draco and his date.
Dining music was replaced with something up beat for dancing. The floor filled up with people fast. Finally Harry spotted Draco and his date standing in a darkened area of the ballroom. The other man was stroking Draco's cheek and was subtly easing him deeper into the shadows. His head dipping towards Draco.
Harry strode towards them determinedly, his skin heating with jealousy. Cool it Potter as much as you would like to tighten that choker around Mr. WW's neck, Draco wouldn't like the scene.

"Draco?" Harry said as he neared, causing Draco's date to stiffen and pull away when he was about to plant a kiss "I thought that was you!"
Draco looked at first startled, then relieved by his interruption. He moved out of the shadows and into the open.
"It's good to see you, Draco, it seems like forever since we've seen each other."
Harry turned to the brunette and held out a hand "I don't think we have met before, I'm Harry Potter a good friend of Draco's"
"Rodney Wortman, nice to meet you" reluctantly he shook Harry's hand "any friend of Draco's is a friend of mine"
Sap, Harry thought, wondering what Draco saw in the other man.
"Would you mind if I stole Draco for a few moments for a quick dance?" Harry asked pleasantly making it difficult for Rodney to refuse without making him look like a jealous lover. "to catch up on old times?"
A tight smile claimed Rodney's lips "I suppose I could let Draco out of my sight for one short dance"
Harry led a silent and obviously fuming Draco to the dance floor. A slow song had just started and Harry pulled a reluctant Draco into his arms.
Confusing emotions clouded Draco's eyes "when did you become so callous?"
"I'm a desperate man," Harry said softly, truthfully. "when did your taste in men take such a drastic turn for the worst?"
Draco bristled and tried to put some distance between their bodies but Harry refused to loosen his hold. "Who I date is of no concern to you anymore"
"Is Rodney marriage material" Harry asked.
Hurt flashed in Draco's eyes, cutting Harry deeper than he thought possible "more so than you will ever be"
I deserved that, Harry thought. The song came to an end and Draco slipped from his grasp and walked away spine straight and head held high.
Draco made his way out the French doors leading to a wide deck overlooking the gardens. Finding a secluded spot away from the crowd he leaned against the cool marble railing and drew in a deep breath.
Draco couldn't stop trembling and it was all Harry's fault he was angry at him for his behavior and disturbed that he still had the ability to arouse him so quickly and easily.
Dragging his hand through his hair, he tried to dismiss the way his body throbbed from the pure torture of being pressed against Harry.

"So, have you and the Lawyer slept together?"
Draco jumped at the voice behind him not really surprised that Harry had found him. The man didn't handle rejection well. "That's none of your business" he said not bothering to turn around. Harry's hands curled around the railing on either side of Draco trapping him. The length of him brushed against Draco. Draco's heart rate accelerated and a honeyed warmth flowed through his veins. Harry lowered his lips closer to Draco's ear "You look great tonight"
A melting sensation rippled through Draco "Harry you have to stop this" he whispers. Because I don't have the strength to resist you.

'I can't" Harry swore and grasping Draco's arm, backed him into a dark private corner of the deck behind a big leafy plant. Faster than Draco could gather his wits Harry's legs bracketed his and a hand slid from his knee, up his thigh and beneath the hem of his dress.
Draco gasped in shock but couldn't move away.
But it was shamingly obvious what Harry was doing as Harry's hand trailed the stocking and garter belt he had worn. The one's Harry had bought him.
Harry's grin was pure unadulterated sin as he whispered, "Remember the fantasy?"

Draco groaned as the words Harry had written flooded through his mind, making him remember vividly the things he wanted to do to him while he wore the stuff Harry had sent.
Draco whimpered "Harry"
"Shh Baby, Harry whispered his warm mouth nuzzling his neck. His fingers traced the elastic band of Draco's panties before sliding back down and out of the dress.
Harry said nothing as he slid the top of Draco's dress down leaving him in nothing but the stockings and garter belt. Watching him, Harry licked a finger and touched Draco's sensitive nipple, Draco's breath caught in his throat and before he could cry out his mouth was covered with Harry's in a deep drugging kiss that made his head spin. Harry's tongue sought and tangled with Draco's. With a foot Harry nudged Draco's legs apart until he was straddling Harry's thighs and Harry's erection was strained between them.
Merlin help him, Draco wanted him despite where they were and the risk of getting caught. His body buzzed with desire. Harry stroked him, in a way he knew made him shatter into a thousand pieces. Draco moaned as he blew his load all over Harry's hand.
Draco wanted Harry inside him, needing to touch Harry he slid his hands inside Harry's jacket and rubbed against the firm chest slowly sliding his hands down to Harry's zip he lowered it and pulled out Harry's straining hard-on. Harry wrapped his hand around his own penis and using Draco's cum slicked himself up. Draco put his legs around Harry's waist and with no preparation Harry was sheathed in Draco. Pounding into him like there was no tomorrow. Draco's head was thrown back letting Harry lick and bite his neck, he was moaning loudly, not caring if anyone heard. Draco's body convulsed in waves of ecstasy and moaned into his mouth as Harry thrust up hard and he could feel the pulsing heat of Harry's release in his ass.

Harry slowly broke their kiss and rested his forehead on Draco's until he regained a normal breathing pattern. With a tenderness that touched Draco's heart Harry helped Draco put his dress back on. He rubbed his thumb over Draco's bottom lip "Night Sweetheart" he murmured huskily. Thrusting his hands into his pockets he turned and strode away.

Tears of anger burned the back of Draco's throat and filled his eyes "Damn you Harry" he whispered.
Harry had seduced him deliberately. Like a possession. He had marked him branding him as his so no other man would touch him.
Draco thought about everything that happened and realized with a sickening horror that during the heat of passion neither one of them had cast the charm to prevent pregnancy.