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Strings of the night
Chapter 6
Draco's lesson for Harry
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Draco didn't know how he managed to end up with Harry attached to his lips that night, he was pissed off just a moment before hand because the green eyed boy refused his offer for a fun game, one that he found was to his advantage, but when he turned to the other's voice, he was momentarily lost for words.
Not that he would've been able to say anything with Harry Potter's lips pressed against his own.
It was merely a kiss, nothing more, just a kiss, yet it did leave Draco with an exhilarating feeling. The sheer notion that it was Harry touching his lips was enough to send him overboard.
But there was a 'but'.
Draco didn't know where he found the heart (!!) to pull away from the black haired boy but he did and he grabbed that chance.
Harry's green eyes opened and looked at the grey eyed boy with a mixed look of confusion and contentment.
"Wha…….?" He managed to splutter, his look twisting into one which demanded to know what was wrong. Draco was planned to tell him exactly what was wrong.
"Potter….. I told you once before and I'll tell you once again……. You suck at kissing" he had that trademark smirk pasted over his face, Harry raised an eyebrow before sighing, there really wasn't any point in arguing with Malfoy.
Harry turned to walk away with a simple shrug but when he turned, he felt a pressure on his shoulder, Draco had held him by the shoulder with that pale hand of his (Harry noticed that he was wearing a silver ring with a dragon head atop the upright end)
"But I wouldn't mind teaching you to not suck" the green eyed boy looked back at the grey eyed boy expecting to see that damn smirk but was surprised when he was faced with a smooth style smile.
Which he found exceptionally sexy and sooooooooooooooooooooooo not Malfoy.
Draco didn't even wait for a reply before grabbing Harry by the collar and pulling him back into the room letting the painting close up once more behind them.
He pointed his wand at the fireplace and it burst up into bright red flames which unexpectedly filled the room with a kind of warmth that Harry couldn't explain.
His collar was still being pulled by Draco until they reached the soft furry rug in front of the fireplace and the grey eyed boy motioned for him to sit.
Harry plonked down and blinked a couple of times like a fish exploring a new environment, he was rather peeved that Draco had told him once again that his kissing had sucked, but he could've sworn the blonde haired Slytherin had his breath taken away when he kissed him.
Must've been the effect of the light thought Harry as he sighed inwardly twiddling his thumbs thinking that the worst had yet to come.
"Oh Potter, I'm not going to go through the theory of kissing with you so stop looking as if I just gave you a death wish" Draco drawled in that familiar tone which Harry could remember from the first time he met the blonde haired boy.
But his impression of the grey eyed boy now was totally different to the one he had the day they met at Madam Malkins.
His blue grey eyes was ones in which any human being could get lost in, the emotion within them was certainly not inevitable, they had a more of a mystery streak to them and Harry thought that this was what had him so intrigued about the blonde haired boy in the first place.
It was his eyes.
"….. so try practising with your hand" said Draco as Harry just snapped back into reality, the green eyed boy managed to catch the last few words and had a pretty good idea about what Draco had been saying all that time.
So instead of asking for directions (which would have gotten him a rather unpleasant sneer) he just did what he heard and kissed the back of his hand.
Draco was right about the 'you suck at kissing bit', the fact that Harry couldn't keep his mouth attached to his own hand was enough to prove that he was the worst kisser he ever knew. The black haired boy pulled his hand away with disgust and wished that what had happened was the effect of a spell of some sort.
Fat chance.
Draco could already feel the smirk creep up to his face as he saw the other boy's one crumple up in pure and utter repulsion.
"Alriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight" Harry held his hands up in defeat "You were right…"
The blonde haired boy grinned devilishly "Why of course! A Malfoy never lies"
"That's hard to believe with all the lies you've been telling since- oh let's see- the day you were born, not to mention the fact that you are practically the devils spawn which is probably where you inherited that scary grin of yours" Harry said rather bitterly as he watched Draco yawn at that statement.
"Oh please Potter, we're not here to mock me, we're here to fix you" the grey eyed boy fished out the Gryffindor tie from his pocket and looped it around the green eyed boys neck pulling him closer so that their noses were inches apart.
Harry could feel the heat rising to his head until he realised something that Draco had said.
"You said 'please' to me" he said suddenly pulling back a bit to roughly, unfortunately Draco forgot to let 'go' of the tie and ended up toppling atop Harry with a light yelp of surprise.
Their eyes connected in an invisible sort of chain penetrating into each other until Draco piped up.
"You really know how to kill the mood, Potter, you know that??" sighed the blonde haired boy irritably, his eyes glared in an almost playful way at Harry as he got up dusting off dirt that wasn't present on his robes.
"And you really know how to put a person down" retorted the green eyed boy, trying to overlook the certain glare by interpreting it as hatred and not…. (what he thought) was a hint of lust. "not to mention playing with their mind"
Draco tried not to smirk as he said "Oh I play with more than just a person's mind"
Harry just blinked and averted his eyes, that comment was just too disturbing for him to make a come back at.
"Okay, the basic rules of kissing" started the Slytherin, he brandished his wand at an empty space and there appeared a blackboard with little drawings of couples on it moving at Draco's command. "Don't move too fast, take it slow and remember that the first kiss is not always the best one"
Harry rolled his eyes, it sounded very much like a lecture until he saw the pale hand grab his chin and face his head forward to the blackboard "Watch!"
The black board figures moved as the blonde haired boy stated all the mishaps that happen during kissing, there was a particularly funny scene where the male figure (which looked oddly like Harry himself) kissed the girl and she turned away in disgust spitting out something that looked amazingly like water.
"You don't want to inject a person's mouth with a pound of saliva when you kiss them, the liquid belongs in your own mouth, not theirs" the Gryffindor could sense a smirk of some sort playing on the Slytherin's mouth but couldn't be bothered to look as he was more fascinated in the pictures chasing each other.
It was rather enthralling to see the figures hug and smooch each other and it didn't look as though Draco was controlling the picture, Harry had noticed that the pale hand that had grasped him by the chin had vanished and was at its masters side.
Draco flicked his wand at the blackboard and it was wiped clean and replaced with an image that Harry couldn't quite make out.
"The next step is the actual mouth to mouth action" stated the blonde haired boy as he decided to take this moment to walk up to the board and stand next to it like a professor, using his wand as some sort of baton.
The black haired boy almost choked as he stared closely at the picture "That's a mouth???"
An offended look flashed past the Slytherin's face before turning into a death glare "It's two mouths Potter, and suggest that you don't criticize my drawings as you are the one learning from me"
Harry mutter something that sounded vaguely like 'I didn't ask for this lesson in the first place' but Draco dismissed it and went back to the picture.
"I drew it so that you can see what goes on behind the cheeks" said Draco in a huffy manner, he flicked the wand and the heads moved together, Harry noticed that one pair of eyes was green and the others were grey as they closed, he grinned in acknowledgment.
"The first stage of kissing.." the Slytherin butted in as he poked the board with his wand "..is when you kiss without opening your mouth, otherwise known as Fishlips"
Harry raised his eyes at this comment "I thought that all kissing was just called 'kissing'?"
"Well duh… you have nicknames for everything, you muggle" Draco sighed and rolled his eyes as if he was talking to the most dim-witted wizard of all times.
The green eyed boy retorted with a growl and a glare that Draco found disturbingly annoying and arousing, yet he didn't let any of it show, though he had a hard time trying to prevent it.
He glanced at his watch and ignored the nagging in his brain, telling him that this would be about the time to let Potter leave and go back to his dorm. Another part of him wanted Harry to stay so that they could talk more.
Well technically I'm the one doing the talking, Potter's just nodding and saying 'yep' every now and then thought Draco as he started to explain the processes of pashing and French kissing.
He was explaining in such thorough detail that he didn't noticed that Harry had asked a question and had to stop to ask Harry to repeat the question.
"How, might I ask, does one twirl their tongue in another's mouth?" asked the green eyed boy curiously "I mean, it looks near damn impossible"
The blonde haired boy rose an eyebrow "Potter, you are a weird ass wizard"
Harry just gave Draco a blank look "And that is supposed to mean what exactly?"
The Slytherin chose to ignore the comment and Harry was more than grateful that he did because he didn't want an answer from the ice prince himself.
"Most of the girls I know, like to be fondled or touched as someone kisses them, because you'd look abnormally weird if you are kissing someone and your hands are hanging by your side like a gorillas" Draco said in a drawling tone, the black haired boy could sense a snicker being emitted.
"You sure have done your research on these sorts of things, what did you do? Hide behind an invisibility cloak and take notes as you watched others get it on?" the Gryffindor asked sarcastically, leaning back as he propped himself up by his elbows.
This was exactly what Draco did and he was surprised that Potter had pinpointed his devious plot right to the very last dot.
Draco of course knew that Harry had an invisibility cloak and immediately demanded one, and being the Malfoy he is, got one with his initials sewn on in irremovable silver thread.
He spent hours writing all these points down whenever he had the spare time to do so, and all the notes had long ago been memorised and thrown into the fires to be burnt to a crisp.
"Precisely Potter, who would've thought you'd actually guess" the Slytherin said in a serious tone, he flicked his wand once more and the blackboard disappeared with a pop of purple smoke.
Apart from the fact that Harry's hand slipped making him land flat on his back, he didn't show any sign of surprise at this little bit of information.
"You are definitely the devil in disguise Malfoy" was all that the green eyed boy said as he propped himself back up onto his elbows.
"I know"
Draco walked over to where Harry was sitting and sat himself directly in front of him "Now tell me what you have learnt" he cocked his head and looked very seductive.
Nothing but the fact that you look incredibly sexy when you talk thought the black haired boy as he hastily pushed that thought out of his mind.
"uh…. Don't spit in the person you are kissing's mouth?" said Harry with a confused look on his face, to the Slytherin, it looked damn right adorable.
"Yeah and?" asked the blonde boy, moving in closer, making the space between their mouths smaller by the minute.
"…. Er……. The first kiss ain't always the best…" Harry's voice had taken to a whisper as he watched Draco's mouth moving closer.
"What else?" their mouths were merely an inch apart as the green eyed boy stared misty eyed into the grey orbs.
"Fishlips…." He whispered with a slight grin as their lips touched.
Their eyes closed as they experienced a magical kiss.
Harry remembered what Draco had said about hands and placed them on the blonde's hips caressing the fabric separating his fingers from touching the boy's skin.
Draco ran a hand through the messy black hair, kissing the green eyed boy slowly and feeling them move against his own perfectly.
He used his free hand to push Harry's glasses back up the bridge of his nose, then he felt the hand that was once touching his hip, trace soft circles on his cheek.
The Slytherin hadn't experienced this type of feeling before but he knew, as soon as those slender fingers touched his face, that he loved it.
After about an eternity they broke apart breathing rather hard.
"Well…… the lesson seems to have worked out quite well" Draco said with a smirk before being wrapped up into another one that was just as passionate.
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well that seemed to have ended this chapter LOL
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I will continue though so never fear -
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