"King of Slytherin"
By Minagorishi
I don't own anything other than my evil, perverted mind. The characters are just there for me to borrow and do naughty things with...This chapter is a little more than lime, but a little less than lemon...I call it sprite! So, drink it all up!
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Chapter 2
The two boys returned to the Slytherin Common Room, where a not-so-pleasant sight greeted them.
"Harry! Where the sodding hell were you? You two were gone over and hour!" Harry blushed slightly at Hermione's words, but recovered rather quickly and addressed her in a brisk tone.
"Draco and I had a small matter of business involving both our houses to settle. I apologize for any amount of inconvenience this brought you, 'Moine, but I am not under your control, and therefore do not need to answer to you." Hermione flushed, and the Slytherins gaped openly at their new "king". No one, however, was more impressed with Harry than Draco.
"What matter of business did you 'discuss', then?" Hermione knew of Harry's feelings for Draco, and although she didn't exactly approve, Harry was a big boy, now, and could take care of himself. Ron, of course, was completely oblivious.
"The Slytherins, upon acquiring information of my Sorting in first year, have decided to name me king of their house." Hermione's jaw dropped in shock. "Inasmuch as I believe this house needs to atone for their past behavior towards Gryffindors, each Slytherin will now be slave to a Gryffindor of their year. I have already chosen Draco as my servant. Both houses will meet in the Room of Requirement after dinner in order to pair up." Harry turned to leave, gesturing for Draco to follow him, which he did.
The pair returned quickly to Harry's room, intent on finishing what they had started earlier. As soon as the door was closed behind them, Harry cast several locking and silencing charms. When he finished, Draco turned the boy around and kissed him passionately, knocking him onto the bed. The boys moaned as they ground against each other, all the while deepening the kiss. Draco's hands found their way under Harry's shirt to his nipples, and the boy under him groaned and arched into him, causing the blonde to hiss in pleasure.
"You are so hot, you know that?" Draco asked. Harry blushed, causing the boy above him to smirk, diving in for another kiss, while also reaching into Harry's pants.
"Yesssss." Harry cried. "Oh my God—I love you, Draco!"
Draco froze, with an anxious Harry Potter looking up at him, fear of rejection evident in his eyes. "You do?" Harry nodded in response, and was shocked when the other boy crushed his lips back onto his own. When oxygen once more began to make itself scarce, Draco broke away, grinning, "I love you, too."
Harry smiled, bringing his lover back down to him, pulling off the blonde's shirt. Needless to say, they completely forgot about that night's meeting in the Room of Requirement. They never heard Hermione knocking incessantly at their door for over and hour afterwards, either. They were too far into each other...literally.
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...I was just thinking, which is not usually a good thing...If this chapter was both sprite and fluff, is it a sprite plushie? Am I just an idiot? If Diego is the Devil's wife, whose the Devil? Is it Chris? Why do I like purple so damn much? Why am I asking all these dumbass questions?...Whether or not I write an epilogue is dependant upon reviews...If you think I should, tell me. If you think its fine as-is, tell me...If you don't wanna say anything, that works, too...Bye!