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Chapter 5: Boys Interrupted
Four days had gone by since Draco had told him he would contact him and he had received nothing: no letter, no glance across the Great Hall, and no word of anything. Harry knew he couldn't stand it for another day. He sighed as he tied the note to a school owl while Hedwig looking down at him with disapproval.
"I can't use you, Hedwig," Harry muttered, more to himself than the bird. "Someone would know who it was from."
Harry looked down at his watch. The mail was due in five minutes. This owl would be there on time.
He walked down to the Great Hall hoping that Ron and Hermione had not noticed his absence. When he arrived at the Gryffindor table, they were not even there. Harry sat down beside Neville and began eating eggs robotically. He wasn't feeling very hungry. In fact, he was feeling rather sick.
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Draco glanced across the Great Hall and found the person he was looking for: Potter. It was hard to miss that unruly, black mop. Four days. It had been four days since he had run his hands through it.
Any day now, Potter would be contacting him. Draco knew it. He smirked and looked away from the Gryffindor table.
The mail was here. Draco looked up and saw his eagle owl, Raptor, coming toward him. Good. He examined the package the owl dropped with satisfaction. His mother liked sending him sweets. They were of far better quality and much more expensive than those that the others bought at Honeydukes.
Another owl came soaring toward Draco interrupting his thoughts. It looked like a school owl, too common to be anything from his father. Draco took the envelope from the owl and glanced at the Gryffindor table. Potter was staring determinedly at his food. Could he be any more obvious?
Draco pocketed the note and left the Great Hall, signaling to Crabbe and Goyle to remain where they were. He walked as quickly as he could to the Slytherin Common Room and up to his dorm. It was empty.
He collapsed on his bed and opened the note.
Our place at eight.
There was no signature, no identifying feature to the letter…even the handwriting seemed to have been purposefully written in a strange slanted way. Draco ran a finger over the letter and smiled to himself.
He had won. He had won the game that Potter didn't even know they were playing. Potter was dependent on him. Potter craved him. A small voice in the back of Draco's head argued that the reverse was true also, but Draco pushed that thought away.
Tonight at eight, he would go and Potter would get what he so badly needed.
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Harry was nervous. Draco had accepted the note calmly and walked out of the Great Hall without even opening it. What if he had chucked it into the fire the first opportunity he had? What if he had read it and decided not to go? What if he was toying with him?
The last prospect angered Harry more than the others. No matter what occurred between the two of them, Harry knew he could not trust Draco Malfoy. No matter what his hands felt like on Harry's body, he was still a conniving, bigoted, spoiled Death Eater in training. What if he was simply trying to gain Harry's trust? To get close to him so he could do something horrible?
Harry snorted. That would never happen. Tonight, he would question Malfoy before they did anything else.
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At ten to eight, Harry grabbed his Invisibility cloak and headed down near the Slytherin Dungeons. Ron and Hermione had gone to the library to work on a Transfiguration assignment, but Harry had told them that he had not felt like doing homework tonight.
He had been torn about whether or not to bring the Invisibility Cloak. It wasn't something he really wanted Malfoy to know…but he supposed Malfoy already knew after what he had done to him at Hogsmeade in third year. Besides, he didn't want suspicious Slytherins questioning him about why he was down in their territory.
Harry arrived at the little space before Malfoy. He took off the cloak. It was too damn small in here. Next time, they would meet somewhere else…if there was a next time.
Malfoy arrived a few minutes after eight. He walked into the little space and lit his wand.
There were no greetings. Harry jumped right into the conversation he had been rehearsing in his head on the way here.
"Why didn't you owl me?" He asked quickly.
Draco, who seemed taken aback by his questioning, shrugged. "I was busy, Potter. I couldn't come here before tonight."
Harry nodded. He supposed that was possible. But he wasn't done yet. "Why are you here? Why do you even…want to do this?"
Draco didn't respond right away. "I don't know. But I could ask you the same question."
Harry frowned and searched his head for an answer. There was none. "I don't know," he said softly.
"So I suppose we'll have to trust each other," Malfoy said.
"I can't trust you," Harry muttered.
Malfoy raised his eyebrows. "Why can't you? Do you think The Dark Lord sent me to seduce you?" Malfoy snorted. "We're not that low Potter. I doubt that this would be approved of by anyone I know."
Harry supposed he was right. They were trapped in this together. And Malfoy had something to lose from this too.
Harry looked up and Malfoy pressed his lips against his savagely. Harry groaned. This was what he had been missing for four days. He returned the kiss with unusual force.
Harry pulled at Draco's robes and they fell to the floor. They were kissing harder and faster than they had last time. Harry dragged his tongue over Draco's bottom lip. Draco let out a noise and Harry kissed him harder.
Harry felt Draco's lips on his neck and his hands grabbing at his robes. Harry threw them to the ground and pulled off his shirt as Draco did the same. Harry wanted to explore as he had not had the chance to do their first meeting. That night had been so quick and short, but now Harry wanted to know Draco's body.
He ran a hand over Draco's pale, smooth chest and tasted his nipple. Draco groaned and pushed Harry up roughly against the wall. Harry had only a moment to feel slightly embarrassed as his erection dug into Draco's hip before Draco was kissing his stomach and unbuttoning his pants.
Harry kissed him forcefully, letting his tongue explore the other boy's mouth. He shivered as their tongues met and ran a hand through Draco's pale, fine hair.
Draco was tugging at his pants. Harry kicked off his shoes and tried to pull the pants off as fast as he could, tripping over his own feet in the process.
He fell to the ground, taking Draco with him. There was barely enough room to lie down in here, but they managed.
"You're so damn clumsy, Potter," Draco said, but he was too out of breath to say it with any venom.
Harry responded by covering Draco's mouth with his own. He pressed down, crushing Draco between himself and the floor vaguely wondering if he was hurting him. Draco groaned. He did not seem to mind.
Harry pushed down harder and felt Draco's erection against his own. He let out an odd sounding noise as Draco grinded his hips into Harry's.
Harry yanked Draco's pants off. The other boy groaned at the friction. Harry put his hands down to Draco's boxers and ran a hand slowly over his arousal. Draco pushed Harry's head down to his boxers. Harry hesitated only a second before taking Draco's boxers off and running his tongue over his erection.
Draco moaned loudly.
Harry leaned down to take Draco's arousal into his mouth, but stopped when he heard voices outside the door.
"Did you hear that?" Someone asked.
Harry sat up, his heart beating quickly. If someone found them…he shook his head. It wouldn't happen.
"Yeah…what was it?" Another person muttered.
"I think there's a secret passage somewhere down here," what sounded like a little boy said. "I heard a sixth year talking about it."
Damn, Harry thought. He pulled on his clothes as quickly as he could as Draco did the same.
"I think it's near these rocks." The voices were right outside the door now. Harry grabbed the invisibility cloak and threw it over the two of them as they heard wands tapping at the stones.
"Isn't there a pattern?" One of them asked.
"Yeah…I can't remember what it is," Another said.
"Oh well. Let's get out of here. I don't hear anything else."
Harry heard footsteps getting further away from them and soon there was silence in the corridor.
"I didn't know a lot of people knew about this," Harry said, glaring at Malfoy.
"Not a lot of people do," Malfoy said fixing his hair. He looked annoyed. "I suppose some people just can't keep their mouths shut. I suppose you have a better place?"
Harry hesitated. Should he tell him about the Room of Requirement? It wouldn't be any harm of they were looking for a place…for the two of them. Malfoy wouldn't even have to know what it really was.
"Yes, I do. It's on the seventh floor, opposite that tapestry with Barnabas the Balmy. You have to think about the room and its purpose to get it to appear," Harry said, hoping he wasn't giving too much away.
Draco nodded. "Fine. Is this place a secret?"
Harry thought about it for a second. Many people knew about the room. What if someone was using it and he didn't even know about it? He could always make the room locked…but what if someone was already there when he showed up. And Dobby had said the house-elves went there. Harry pictured Dobby entering him the room while he and Draco were going at it.
"Er…I don't think many people go there, but it's not as much of a secret as we would like," Harry said quietly.
Draco nodded and seemed to be thinking. "How about the Prefect's bathroom?"
"A lot of people have access to that, right?" Harry asked.
Draco shrugged. "You can put locking spells on there. The simplest unlocking charms won't work. And it's soundproof."
"What about that mermaid that's in there," Harry muttered. "What if she is awake? And the ghosts go in there sometimes..."
Draco sighed. "There are certain spells one can use. We can charm it so ghosts can't come in and put the mermaid to sleep. How do you know about that anyway?"
Harry didn't answer. "Alright, The Prefect's bathroom it is. When?"
"Tomorrow, same time" Draco said quickly. He blushed a bit and frowned in annoyance.
"I thought you were far too busy to meet two days in a row?" Harry quipped.
"Yeah…well…we never finished here," Draco muttered. With that he got up and left the space. Harry went back to Gryffindor a few minutes later, anxious for the next day.
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