Alrighty then! I wanted to apologize for all the errors in the last chapter. I was extremely tired and I was also at my father's house. His computer is like from the stone age and there aren't and Spell Checkers or anything like that on it. I would have installed one But I was afraid the computer would like, die...so. Yeah. Thank you soooo much to everyone who reviewed! I hope to get to at least 100 reviews by the end of this fic. It's like, my goal! So please review! I've had over 2000 hits on this story and, while 70-some reviews is fantastic, I should have a lot more. I still love you guys though and I'm glad that many people read it! Ok, on we go!
Simply Irresistible
Chapter Five
"Harry concentrate!" Damian all but snarled from behind Harry.
"I'm trying!" Harry snapped, growling.
Damian came up behind Harry and pulled him against his chest, placing his hands just above his crotch. "You have to want it Harry. You have to want it like you'd want the one you love. You have to want it with every inch of your being." Damian whispered huskily, his warm breath wisping over Harry's ear, making Harry shiver.
Damian slowly brought his hands down, almost touching Harry's crotch. "You have to want it, Harry. Concentrate." He whispered, and Harry shivered again, his breathing now labored.
Damian's hand brushed over Harry's crotch, teasingly.
Suddenly fire wound it's way around Harry's arm, ending at his hand and shooting at the floor. Harry's eyes went wide, and the fire disappeared. "Well done Harry!." Damian exclaimed, letting go of Harry and backing away, clapping. Harry almost whimpered at the lack of contact, but caught himself just in time.
"Alright now, try it again." Damian said and Harry suddenly had a very bright idea.
Harry pretended to concentrate, screwing up his face in mock concentration. "Come on Harry. Concentrate. You have to want it, remember?" Damian said for the fifteenth time, getting annoyed.
"I am trying!" Harry whined, giving himself a mental pat on the back for his fantastic acting skills.
Damian was suddenly up behind Harry, resuming their earlier position, and making Harry gasp at the sudden contact. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, Harry." Damian breathed into Harry's ear, making him whimper. Harry suddenly gasped as he felt something hot and wet slide up his neck. "You're not getting anything until you get this down, Harry." Damian purred Harry's name and Harry shivered again. "If you want this," Damian said and Harry moaned as he grabbed his crotch, hard. "You're going to have to earn it." He whispered and moved away.
Needless to say, Harry now had a new motive. Within ten miniuts he had learned how to summon fire at will, and he had even figured out how to make a sloppy star out of it. Harry smiled in satisfaction as he burnt a fifth desk to ashes. He turned around, still smiling, only to be slammed up against the wall. He moaned in pleasure as he felt Damian's body flush against his. Harry's breath hitched as he felt Damian's tongue slide over his neck again. "Well done. You've earned your prize." Damian whispered huskily and Harry felt his wand slip out of his hand.
Harry mewled in catlike pleasure as Damian ran his hand up the inside of his shirt. His mewls quickly turned to moans as Damian began to grind his hips against Harry's. Harry quickly began to take off Damian's shirt, not bothering to un-button it, just ripping it to shreds. Damian yanked off Harry's shirts, sending the buttons skidding across the floor. It was a constant battle for dominance between their tongues, although neither of them much cared who won. Harry was just un-buttoning Damian's pants when they heard a cough from the other side of the room.
Damian snarled, spinning around, ready to kill whomever it was that interrupted them. All color left his face as he saw the headmaster standing in the doorway, looking stern.
"Damian, whoever it is, tell them to fuck o-" Harry's eyes grew wide in horror as he saw whom it was in the doorway. "Shit" He mumbled at the same time Damian mumbled "Merde.." (I believe "Merde" means "Shit" in french.)
"If you would please both follow me to my office. "Dumbledore said quietly and left the abandoned classroom, Damian and Harry following hurriedly, both shirtless and looking quite disheveled.
Dumbledore sat behind his desk, quietly calculating both of them. "What," he said finally "did you think you were doing?" he said, cooly.
"I-" Harry started then faltered.
"We-" Damian also faltered and they both looked helplessly at each other before turning back to the headmaster.
"Not only are you his teacher, but you were in a public classroom. Anyone could have walked in on you. Further more, it is exceedingly inappropriate. You are in a school. Did you forget that?" Dumbledore said, sounding more and more like Professor M. (I dunno how to spell her name . )
Every second.
"But...Professor..."Harry began feebly
"Yes, Harry?"
"Never mind.." Harry mumbled, looking at his feet.
"So you're saying...you're saying...me and Damian can't be...together?" Harry asked sadly, and Dumbledore's eyes softened.
Dumbledore sighed and began to rub his temples "Do you love him, Damian? Or is he just one of your obsessions? Do you just want him because he's pretty? Do you want him for a trophy? Or do you, really, truly, love him?" He asked, looking into Damian's eyes as if searching for an answer.
"I love him, Albus." Damian said without hesitation, taking Harry's hand and entwining their fingers.
Harry looked up at him in disbelief, before smiling and wrapping his tail around Damian's.
Dumbledore seemed satisfied with this and a small smile played across his lips. "Alright. But no more of that in classrooms! I'd prefer if you didn't do it in my school at all, but, if you must, do it in Damian's private quarters. We don't want students..or teachers, walking in on you. If you must show affection in the hallways, no kissing. Hold hands or...tails...or hug. Nothing else. Do I make myself clear?" He finished sternly (Yeah I know, he is soooo un-Albus like. But I'm not good at capturing characters. Especially ones as complicated as Albus!) And Harry and Damian nodded vigorously. "Mr. Daae, please wait for Mr. Potter outside." Dumbledore said, nodding towards the door.
Damian pulled Harry close in a hug, and gave him a quick kiss before nodding towards Dumbledore and leaving the office.
"Harry, it has come to my attention that you have been skipping your lessons with Mr. Malfoy. While I understand that you are eager to spend time with Mr. Daae, and to learn to use your powers, skipping your lessons with Draco is unacceptable. You will go to the astronomy tower to meet Draco tonight immediately after dinner. Here is your pass" Dumbledore said, handing Harry a small gold slip which he slipped into his pocket. "Be good, Harry." Dumbledore said and Harry walked out the door.
The second the door closed Harry began running down the stairs, taking them two at a time. When he got down he jumped into Damian's arms, wrapping his legs around his waist, bringing his mouth crashing down on Damian's. Damian laughed and began to spin, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist. (Ok that was like soooo cliche, I know...sorry)
Draco waited in the astronomy tower for half an hour before he decided Harry wasn't coming. He sighed and got up to leave, just as the door opened.
"I'm soooo sorry I'm late Draco!" Harry said, looking rather breathless.
"It's fine, Potter. I was actually hoping you wouldn't come at all." Draco said coldly, looking away from Harry.
"Draco, what-" Harry asked, putting a hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Don't touch me Potter!" Draco spat, slapping Harry's hand away "And it's Malfoy to you. Only my friends and lovers call me Draco." He snarled, but Harry didn't back away.
Harry slammed Draco against the wall "What the hell is wrong with you Draco!" He snarled and saw, to his shock, tears welling up in Draco's eyes. Harry's manner softened immediately.
"Draco, what's the matter?" He asked, whipping away a tear that had fallen. Draco looked away, but Harry grabbed his face gently and turned him to face him. "Tell me what's wrong Draco." He said sternly, and Draco bowed his head, resigned.
"You're with that-that mut!" Draco mumbled and Harry pushed him up against the wall harder.
"You will not speak ill of Damian in front of me!" He snarled and Draco seemed to shrink. "And what does that have to do with anything?"
"It has everything to do with everything! God don't you get it Harry? I. Love. You." Draco said and, to prove his point, threw himself at Harry and began kissing him desperately, trying to spill all of the emotions he was feeling into that one kiss.
When he pulled away, Harry was looking at him, a shocked expression on his face. What was this feeling? He loved Damian, didn't he? How could he be feeling this for Draco?
"I love you Harry James Potter. Can't you see that?" He asked desperately, two more tears falling down his face.
Harry stared for a couple of miniuts before doing what every inch of his being was screaming for him to do. He wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and brought his lips softly down on Draco's. It was a completely different kiss from the ones he shared with Damian. His kisses with Damian were heated and passionate, full of love and lust. While this kiss, this kiss was gentle and loving, a kiss that screamed "I love you more than life itself.".
Draco stood, shocked for a moment, before wrapping his arms around Harry's neck and leaning into the kiss.
Hours later Harry lay awake in bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking about the days events.
I just one day he had kissed two people, both of whom had confessed their love for him. He tried everything to figure out which one he loved. He compared their kisses, he compared the way their bodies fit together, he compared the feelings he got when he was near them.
He couldn't figure it out. While their kisses were wholly different, Harry still loved them both. His body seemed to fit perfectly with both of theirs. He got the same, fluttery feeling in his stomach, like missing a step going down the stairs, every time he was near both of them. There was nothing else for it. He was in love with both of them.
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