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Chapter 3: Waiting
Harry had a sick sort of feeling in his stomach. He was heading down to Potions with Ron and Hermione, but the only thing he could think about was how he would be seeing Draco Malfoy in only a few minutes.
He had not gone to see Draco yesterday and, it was hard to admit, but a tiny part of him regretted it. After all, Malfoy had just as much to lose as he did. Surely, he would make sure they were not found out.
As the dungeons came into view, Harry's eyes were busy scanning the groups of Slytherins looking for one in particular. And there he was with Crabbe and Goyle by his side as usual. He looked every bit as elegant as he usually did. His grin was replaced by a sneer when he saw Harry, however.
Harry tried not to panic as Draco sauntered up to him and signaled his cronies to stay where they were. Beside him, Ron stood up taller, clearly thinking Malfoy was about to pick a fight. Harry didn't know what he was going to do so he just waited.
Draco did not stop walking when he was only mere feet from Harry. He came so close that there bodies were practically touching. Uncomfortably aware of what this was doing to him, Harry backed away.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" He asked, hoping that the angry tone he usually used when speaking to Malfoy was present.
"You," he said sneering.
Ron stepped forward, obviously taking this as a threat to Harry's life. Malfoy, however, merely turned away and walked into the dungeon without another word.
Harry swallowed nervously as Ron and Hermione led the way into Snape's dungeon. Only he had caught the true meaning of Malfoy's reply. He looked around at his peers hoping no one had noticed anything different about their confrontation. All seemed normal.
Malfoy sat in his usual seat and looked over at Harry as the others began copying the list of ingredients they would need for their Bravery Brew off the board. Harry stared into the face he hated so much and was surprised to see Malfoy mouthing something to him. Harry struggled to make out the words….meet me after class? Harry looked down at his parchment. He would meet Malfoy after class and at least listen to what he had to say. He tried to prepare himself to tell Draco to shove off. To tell him that that night had meant nothing to him.
The lesson went by quickly. Usually, it felt like hours in Snape's horrible class, but today when Harry was nervous and would have liked some more time brewing difficult potions, the lesson flew by.
As Harry was leaving the dungeon with Ron and Hermione, he noticed Draco lingering behind and sending Crabbe and Goyle on their way. "I'll catch up in a couple of minutes," he told Ron and Hermione.
"What? Where are you going?" Ron asked puzzled. "It's time for lunch." His stomach growled. "See?"
"I-er-want to get some books out of the library for that essay Snape just assigned us," he muttered.
Ron stared at him. "It's due in two weeks," he said.
"I know. I just want to get…er…an early start," Harry mumbled.
"Maybe I should go with you," Hermione said. "Two weeks isn't that much time."
"You can just use the books I get," Harry said impatiently, wondering if they would ever go away. "Don't worry. I'll get good ones."
"Well okay, Harry," Hermione said, looking skeptical. "Are you sure you're okay?" Harry nodded. With that they turned around and headed for the Great Hall.
Harry waited until he was sure they were far enough away before heading to the small space where he had been with Malfoy before. It didn't take him long to get there. Malfoy was waiting in the hall, right by the spot where the stones opened to reveal the little space.
"What took you so long?" he said.
Harry shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "Are you sure this is safe?" He asked indicating to the two of them standing in the hallway.
"Everyone's at lunch, you idiot." Draco said. "Are you really that arrogant that you think people care where you are right now?"
Harry rolled his eyes and was surprised when Draco came up to him and pushed him roughly against the wall. "Do you want this, Potter?" he asked, inches from Harry's face. Draco kissed him forcefully, knocking his head against the hard stone wall. "I thought we had an agreement, but I suppose I was wrong. What's the matter, Potter? Is the Brave Gryffindor too damn noble for something like this?" He pressed harder against Harry.
Draco looked down at the bulge in Harry's pants. "Ah, well it seems some parts of you don't feel that way."
Harry felt his face growing hot. It was bad enough that he did not have an answer for Malfoy, let alone that his….well that something else was providing him with one. Draco let his hand drift down to Harry's pants and brush against his erection.
Harry couldn't suppress a groan. Draco grinned wickedly. "Well, what'll it be Potter?"
All of the emotion that Harry had felt in the past two days overwhelmed him at that moment. He couldn't take Draco standing this close to him. He had to react. Without another thought, he kissed Malfoy hard and for once didn't think of the repercussions of his actions.
Draco responded almost immediately, but pulled away after a minute. Harry blinked. What the hell was he doing?
"Now Potter, I need to know that you won't pull another stunt like you did last night," he whispered.
"I-I won't," he said, catching his breath, not really caring what he had to say right now as long as Draco would keep kissing him.
"Are you sure?" Malfoy asked him.
"Yes, yes," Harry said impatiently.
Draco laughed. "Well now, aren't we in a hurry?" He took out his wand and tapped the three stones that led into the small space, their space.
Harry followed him in and they immediately picked up where they had left off. Harry pushed Draco against the wall, wondering what he had done to deserve such pleasure. After a few minutes, Harry heard a bell sound somewhere in the distance.
"Is lunch over already?" Draco gasped.
Harry nodded and went in for another kiss, but Draco pushed him away.
"I have to go," he muttered.
"Why?" Harry said. He winced. That had come out a little whinier than intended.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Certainly you are aware Potter that not everyone's life revolves around you. People are expecting to see me and unless you want people asking questions about where I keep going off to, I suggest you quit whining."
"Can we meet tonight?" Harry asked, surprising himself. He didn't think he would be brave enough to admit to Malfoy that he wanted to see him again.
"Eager, are we Potter?" Draco said with a malicious grin. "I'm afraid that I am unable to disappear from the common room every night." Harry thought he detected a hint of regret at these words. "I don't want people asking questions. Questions lead to people finding out things they are not supposed to find out? Do you understand Potter? Make sure you cover your tracks as well."
Harry nodded. "If not tonight, then when?"
"Soon," Draco said. "I'll let you know."
With that, he left. There was no goodbye, no pleasantries, not that Harry expected any. There relationship was purely physical. At least, it seemed that way. But Harry was intrigued by Draco Malfoy in more ways than one.
Harry looked down at his pants. He sighed. He would just have to take care of himself right now. He took off his pants and began working slowly on himself. He hoped Draco would keep his promise. He didn't know how long he could last without him.
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