A/N: Thanks again to everyone who has reviewed. I really appreciate it. This next chapter is quite a bit longer than the others, but it was really fun to write and I didn't want to cut it down any, so I hope everyone likes long chapters:)
Chapter 5:
Nothing changed much between Harry and Draco in the weeks that followed that day in Reproductive Studies. At least outwardly nothing had changed. They snapped at eachother, annoyed eachother, and in general, avoided eachother as much as possible. But on the inside something small and almost imperceptible had shifted.
A fine day in early October found Harry standing at the window in his bedroom, gazing dreamily out at the grounds of Hogwarts. It was one of those perfect fall days where the sun was shining brightly, enhancing the brilliant shades of orange, yellow, and red that the leaves of the trees were displaying. On a whim, he pushed open the window and breathed in the crisp early October air and smiled to himself. He loved the fall. It was his favorite season. While most of the kids at Hogwarts looked forward to summer and their vacation from school, Harry dreaded the summers spent with the Dursley's. The fall, on the other hand, signified the return to Hogwarts and beginning of another school year. He drew in another deep breath as he remembered the first fall he had spent at Hogwarts and all the others that followed. He felt a pang of sadness at the thought that next year would be his last at school and a frown worked it's way onto the edges of his mouth.
"Merlin, Potter!" Draco yelled at him from the bathroom, breaking his reverie. "What are you doing with the window open? You're letting in a draft!" he said irritably as he peeked into the other boy's room. Harry just continued to stare out the window, trying to ignore him. "Close it up will you?" asked Draco. "I'm getting in the shower and I don't need a cold draft on me when I get out!"
Harry stood at the window for a few moments longer, then sighed and rolled his eyes as he closed it up, knowing that Malfoy wouldn't shut up until he got his way. "Fine," he said fixing a stony gaze on the other boy.
Draco nodded in approval. "Oh and I've got friends coming over in an hour, so make yourself scarce," he added. Harry glared at him. Draco had become increasingly bossy over the past few weeks and it was really starting to get on his nerves.
He folded his arms across his chest. "Who?"
"Crabbe, Goyle, Zabini... what do you care?" asked Draco.
"I don't think so Malfoy! I've got Hermione, Ron, and Ginny coming over tonight!"
"What? No way Potter! They've been here the last two nights!" argued Malfoy. "You'll have to go somewhere else."
"What? Why should I have to–" Harry began, but stopped himself midsentence as he realized he was being extremely unfair. His friends had been here the past two nights after all. "Fine. We'll go to Ginny and Blaise's place when they arrive. It's not too far from here."
Draco nodded again in approval then closed the bathroom door behind him.
Twenty minutes later Harry took off his clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist. He'd heard the shower water turn off ten minutes ago and decided he'd given Draco plenty of time to clear out of the bathroom. He crossed his bedroom and opened the bathroom door and was immediately stopped in his tracks. The whole room was filled with steam and the shower water was still running. Harry squinted at the glass shower door with water streaming down it and gasped. There was Draco standing naked in the shower, moaning loudly with his eyes closed as his soap slicked hand stroked is own erection. Harry's eyes widened and he stood transfixed as he watched Draco pulling himself off.
Harry felt his own cock grow hard and he blushed, quietly backing out of the room before Draco noticed him there. He silently shut the door and then leaned back against it breathing quickly. As soon as the door was shut he was greeted with silence and realized that Draco must have cast a silencing spell on the bathroom, probably so Harry wouldn't hear him wanking. Harry's cock twitched and grew harder at the thought of Draco wanking. Still leaning against the door, Harry pulled off his towel and wrapped his hand around his hard shaft, slowly starting to stroke himself as he thought of Draco doing the same thing in the room behind him. He gasped, imagining it was Draco's hand stroking him. He gave his cock a tight squeeze and increased the pace as his hand slid up and down his hardened flesh. It only took a dozen more frantic strokes before he came hard into his own hand. He sighed and slid down the door to the ground, his hand still lazily stroking his wilting cock. As the waves of pleasure began to subside he tried desperately to ignore the fact that he had just wanked to Draco Malfoy.
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A half hour later Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were in the common room chatting quietly when a knock on the door announced that Draco's friends had arrived. Draco ushered them in and the two groups of friends stared awkwardly at one another.
Harry noticed Draco giving him a pointed look. "Right, well..." he said standing up and gesturing for his friends to follow. "We'll just be leaving now."
"Wait a minute!" Blaise spoke up. "Where are you going? You don't have to leave!"
"Oh well, we've been hanging out here for the past few nights, so I told Malfoy you all could have the place tonight," explained Harry.
"But we don't want you to leave– erm, I mean, we wouldn't want to kick you out!" said Blaise and Harry noticed that he was staring at Ginny as he spoke. Ginny shot Blaise a flirty smile.
Ron narrowed his eyes at them suspiciously. "No, I really think we should go," he said standing up and grabbing Ginny by the arm.
"Ron let go of me!" she said, squirming out of Ron's grasp. "I think we should stay, it might be fun!"
"Fun?" spluttered Draco and he cast Blaise an annoyed look.
"Yeah," said Blaise opening his bag and taking out bottles of drinks. "It'll be fun because I brought Fire Whiskey," he said as he set the bottles on the coffee table.
"What? We're not going to share that with them!" Draco protested.
Hermione immediately got to her feet. "No! Let's leave!" she said to her friends. "I'm not going to get thrown out of school for drinking Fire Whiskey!" she said and began walking towards the door.
"Hermione wait!" called Ron. "Let's don't go yet," he said eyeing the bottles in front of him. "You know I've always wanted to try Fire Whiskey!" Harry found himself nodding in agreement with Ron. He'd always been curious about Fire Whiskey too, and if the Slytherins were willing to share it, then why not stay?
The Slytherins all snorted and nudged eachother. Clearly none of these dorky Gryffindors had ever drank before.
"Come on, it'll be funny watching them get drunk for the first time," Blaise whispered to Draco.
Draco rolled his eyes and folded his arms across his chest. His eyes narrowed as he considered what Blaise had said, he supposed it would be funny to get a bunch of Gryffindors drunk. "Fine, you can stay," he said to them.
Hermione looked at them in disbelief. "Ron! You're a prefect! We're supposed to set an example for the school! You too!" she said whirling to face Draco. He just raised his eyebrows and smirked at her.
"Come on Hermione. Stop being such a stick in the mud!" said Ginny.
Hermione gave her a dirty look, but Harry could tell she was already starting to be swayed.
"Yeah," said Ron. "Come on Hermione. It won't be the same if you leave," he whispered to her and lightly grabbed her arm, pulling her to sit next to him on one of the big chairs. She gave him a little smile and he put one arm lightly around her and looked around at the group. "We're in!"
Harry looked at them in surprise. Ron and Hermione were acting very much like a couple. He wondered what was going on between them.
"Just to make it more interesting," said Blaise. "I think we should play a game."
"What kind of game?" asked Hermione.
"A drinking game," he said taking out his wand and placing it in the middle of the coffee table. "It's a variation on the game spin the bottle. You guys ever heard of that?"
They all nodded.
"Okay, but instead of kisses. The person that the wand lands on will have to take a shot of Fire Whiskey," he said with a grin.
"Hey!" said Ginny. "Wouldn't it be better if there were kisses involved?" she said eyeing Blaise hungrily.
Blaise shrugged. "I thought we'd wait until we were all nice and drunk, then we'll start in with the kissing," he said smiling at Ginny.
Ginny grinned at him and Harry briefly met Draco's eyes before looking away again. He hated himself for thinking that Draco's lips looked really inviting right now.
"I'll go first," said Blaise eagerly. He reached out and gave his wand a spin. It landed on Goyle. Blaise poured him a shot of the Fire Whiskey and handed it to him. Goyle drank it in one big gulp then burped loudly. Hermione looked at him in disgust but didn't say anything.
"Okay Goyle, you spin now," said Blaise. He nodded and quickly gave the wand a spin. This time it landed on Ron.
"Right on!" said Ron excitedly as he waited for Blaise to pour him a drink. Hermione sighed and folded her arms across her chest. She still wasn't very comfortable with this. Blaise handed the shot to Ron and he drank it in one gulp, trying to imitate Goyle. Ron's eyes widened as the bitter tasting liquid burned his throat as it went down. He coughed and looked around frantically wishing there was water somewhere.
The Slytherins chuckled. "Burns, doesn't it Weasel?" asked Draco. "That's why they call it Fire Whiskey," he added giving Ron a superior look.
Ron shot him a dirty look and swallowed, trying to get the burning out of his throat. Then he reached out and spun the wand. It landed on Draco. Draco smirked at them as he took his glass and drank it quickly without even flinching. "That's how real men do it, Weasel!" he said to Ron.
"Shut up Malfoy," said Hermione in defense of Ron. "He's more of a man than you'll ever be!"
The Slytherins burst into laughter at that, and Ron's face flushed with embarrassment. "Ooohhh, that hurts Granger, it really does," said Draco sarcastically. "I see your little girlfriend here has to defend you, because you can't do it yourself," he added to Ron.
Ron shot a pleading look at Hermione asking her not to say any more. "You better shut the fuck up right now Malfoy!" he said standing up with his fists clenched.
"Ron! Sit back down!" exclaimed Ginny. "Honestly, can't you boys be in a room together for five minutes without bickering?" she asked them, her face flushing in anger.
"No!" shouted Draco and Ron at the same time as they both glared at one another.
Blaise rolled his eyes and sighed. "Draco, just spin," he said to his friend. Draco gave him a dirty look as he spun the wand, this time it landed on Harry.
"Let's see if Potter can do any better than you!" said Draco to Ron. Harry just glared at Draco as he took the shot glass and downed the Fire Whiskey. Draco was right, it did burn and it tasted really bitter, but he kept his face expressionless and managed to keep himself from coughing as the liquid went down. For a moment, an impressed look passed over Draco's face, but he quickly replaced it with a scowl. Harry just gave him a triumphant smile and spun the wand, it landed on Hermione. She sighed and took the shot glass Blaise poured for her. She sniffed at the liquid and her nose curled up in disgust. She shook her head then took a small sip of the Fire Whiskey and immediately spluttered it back out.
"That was absolutely pathetic," said Draco. "Not that I'd expect anything less from a mudblood!" he added as he leered at Hermione.
"Shut up Malfoy!" said Hermione as her eyes sparked with fury. She took up the glass again and quickly drank the Fire Whiskey then clanked the glass back down onto the table and glared at Draco defiantly. He smirked back at her.
"All right, Hermione!" said Ron proudly. Hermione forced a smile back at him. Her throat was burning really badly now and she was trying to hold back her eyes from watering. She quickly spun the wand. It landed on Ron again, who was able to drink the shot this time without coughing. They continued to play until all of them had drank several shots each. The Gryffindors, who were not used to drinking, were thoroughly pissed. Harry himself had began to feel light headed after the sixth shot and was now feeling quite dizzy. He giggled to himself and then frowned. What am I laughing at? he wondered. Then shrugged and giggled again.
Draco shook his head at Harry and smiled. It was actually kind of cute the way he was over there giggling by himself. Wait a minute, what am I thinking? he wondered to himself, but he wasn't too concerned with it at the moment. He wasn't drunk, but he was buzzing pretty good now. He looked up as Blaise handed him a full bottle of Fire Whiskey. He was passing them out to all the Slytherins.
"One, two, three... CHUG!" he yelled to the Slytherins and they all began chugging down the bottles of Fire Whiskey. Draco finished the bottle then sat it down grinning as the alcohol worked it's way into his system. His head spun a little bit and he leaned to one side and hiccupped. Okay, now I'm drunk, he thought to himself with a smile.
"Are we all thoroughly pissed and ready to play a kissing game then?" asked Ginny, looking at Blaise. The group all looked around at eachother and nodded. Harry's eyes rested on Draco who was licking his lips nervously. He licked his own lips as he watched him. I wonder what it's like to kiss him? he thought as he smiled stupidly at Draco.
Draco's eyes met Harry's across the coffee table. Why is Harry smiling at me like that? he wondered as he watched the other boy lick his lips. He noticed that Harry's lips looked really plump and pink. Not bad, he thought to himself then quickly looked away from Harry.
"Okay so what shall we play?" asked Ginny.
"I know!" said Hermione. "I learned this game at my cousins birthday party this summer. It's kind of a kissing mystery game. Let's see...," she said looking around the room and counting heads. "There are seven of us here, so I'll rip up a parchment into seven pieces. All of them will be blank except one which I will write 'Kisser' on," she explained and stood up to get some parchment, she stumbled a little bit as she stood, but quickly regained her balance.
"Um, Hermione? Aren't there eight of us here?" asked Ron with a giggle.
Hermione recounted. "No Ron, I'm getting seven!" she said impatiently as she tore up the pieces of parchment.
Crabbe burst out laughing at that. "You aren't counting yourself," he pointed out to Hermione and the whole group burst out laughing.
"Oh right," said Hermione and shook her head in an attempt to clear it. "Eight then," she said and tore off and extra square of parchment and wrote 'Kisser' on it. Then she shuffled them together and handed one to each of them, saving the last one for herself.
"Oh! We'll need blindfolds too, and a bell," she said and hastily grabbed Blaise's wand and conjured up eight blindfolds and a bell, then passed the blindfolds out to everyone and set the bell in the middle of the coffee table. Ron shot Hermione an impressed look. Even in her drunken state she was able to conjure blindfolds for all of them.
"Okay, you can look at your paper but keep what's on it a secret," she said and they all looked at their pieces of paper. "The person that has the paper that says 'Kisser' on it is going to go around the room and kiss all of us one by one while we're blindfolded. After he or she is done we have to take off our blindfolds and then guess who the Kisser is. Whoever guesses correctly gets to dare the Kisser to do something, which they have to do," she explained to the group.
"Wait a minute! We have to kiss everyone?" asked Crabbe and folded his arms across his chest looking at the group disdainfully. "I don't want to kiss any of you!"
Hermione sighed. "It doesn't have to be on the lips, it can be anywhere, but if you're the Kisser you might want to mix it up a bit and do stuff that people wouldn't expect so they'll have a harder time guessing it was you."
"Okay, so everyone put on your blindfolds! The Kisser puts theirs on too until we are all blindfolded and then they can take it off and quietly get up and start the kissing. When the Kisser is done, they'll ring the bell to signify they are finished and then take their seat and we can all take off our blindfolds," she said with a smile and they all began putting on their blindfolds. Harry grinned to himself as he picked up the blindfold and put it on. He waited a few moments, then took it off again. He was the Kisser for this round.
He quietly got up and looked around the group, his gaze resting on Draco, who had a smirk on his face as he waited for his kiss. Harry smiled. I'll do him last, he thought to himself and walked over to Ginny. He took her hand and kissed it softly then let it drop. Next he went over to Hermione, he bent forward and gave her a quick peck on the cheek, trying desperately not to giggle and give himself away as he did so. Next he chose Blaise. Harry studied him for a moment. He was pretty good looking, and he probably wouldn't expect Harry to kiss him on the lips. Harry grinned wickedly as he leaned forward and pressed his lips lightly against the other boys, lingering just a moment before he pulled away. This game is fun! he thought to himself.
He looked at the remaining players and decided to go for Ron next. He leaned forward and kissed Ron wetly on the nape of the neck. He nearly lost it in a fit of giggles as Ron sighed and leaned into him. He quickly moved away from Ron as he covered his mouth and tried to think of something sad so he wouldn't bust out laughing. Once he'd gained control of himself, he made his way over to Crabbe and Goyle. He wrinkled his nose up in disgust as he decided where to kiss them. He knew he didn't want to kiss them anywhere intimate, that was for sure! He didn't even care if it gave him away. He decided to kiss each of them quickly on the arm.
Now he turned and studied Draco's face. Harry was drunk enough that his inhibitions were pretty much nonexistent, so he didn't waste any time debating where he wanted to kiss him. He'd been eyeing Draco's full, slightly pouty looking lips all night, and close up they looked even better. Without much thought, he licked his lips and leaned in closer to the other boy.
Draco frowned uncertainly as he felt the presence of the person who was about to kiss him, but Harry didn't care. He quickly closed the distance between their mouths and captured Draco's lips with his. Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise at how warm and soft Draco's lips were, and he felt a shiver of pleasure run down his spine. So this is what a kiss should feel like! Nothing like that terrible kiss with Cho! he thought to himself. Harry quickly pushed the unarousing thoughts of Cho out of his mind and let out a small sigh as he began to softly move his lips against Draco's, relishing in the feeling.
It took a minute for Draco to respond to the kiss. The possibility of who could be kissing him was frightening, but as the other person began to slowly move their lips against his, he sighed and decided to throw caution to the wind. Whomever it was, was a really good kisser, so he supposed he didn't really care. Once Draco began to participate, the kiss quickly heated up. Harry pressed his lips more firmly against him and opened up his mouth, insistently prodding the other boys lips with his tongue. Draco responded with a little moan and let whoever it was put their tongue in his mouth as he lightly sucked on it. Their tongues slid across each other as they both tried to explore the other's mouth.
The kiss seemed to go on forever before Harry, who was leaning over the couch as he kissed Draco, was beginning to become distracted as he felt his back cramping up from his awkward postition. With a frustrated sigh he pulled away from Draco and the kiss, then stood up straight and rubbed at his back. As he did so, he glanced down at Draco's lips, which were now bright red and swollen from the kiss, and he was sorely tempted to kiss him again. It took every ounce of the little bit of will power that was left in him to turn away and ring the bell, then quietly take his seat again.
The others gave the Kisser a few minutes to get situated, then they began taking off their blindfolds and looking at one another curiously. Draco looked at all of them closely trying to figure out who had kissed him like that. He couldn't deny that there was chemistry between he and whomever had kissed him. It had been amazing!
"Alright," said Hermione. "Now we'll start with the guessing! I'll go first. Umm...," she said glancing around the room at all of them. "I guess I'll say Ginny," she said at last. "Let's go clockwise around the circle, that means you next Ron."
Ron looked at them all uncertainly trying to figure out who would kiss him on the neck. "Hermione?" he guessed. Hermione kept her face blank as she looked at Harry. "Harry who do you think it was?"
"Um... Ginny," he said pretending like he was trying to figure it out, then he looked at Ginny waiting for her to give an answer.
"Harry," guessed Ginny and looked at him knowingly. Harry did his best to look neutral then listened to the rest of the guesses.
"Hermione," said Blaise.
"Ron," guessed Crabbe.
"Ron," answered Goyle.
Draco sat for a minute and pondered, he really had no clue who it was. "Umm... Blaise," he said at last.
"Alright, whoever was the Kisser can stand up now," said Hermione looking around the room expectantly. Harry waited a few moments then slowly got to his feet.
Draco's jaw dropped a mile."That was you that kissed me like that?" he asked in surprise.
"Kissed you like what?" asked Blaise.
"Ew!" said Goyle. "You're sitting right next to me and I heard everything! They were totally making out!" he told the group. Harry immediately erupted into a fit of giggles. Draco shook his head, he'd never seen anyone giggle as much when they were drunk as Harry did.
"Hey wait a minute!" said Blaise. "You thought I was the one that was making out with you?" he asked Draco with a strange look on his face.
"Well... I don't know, I had to guess someone and I didn't know who, so I just guessed you!" replied Draco defensively.
Ron was rubbing his neck where he'd been kissed and staring at Harry in surprise. "Harry?" he asked his best friend uncertainly. He noticed that Blaise was also looking at him in surprise.
"What?" Harry asked them defensively. "Hermione told us to do unexpected stuff. I knew you'd never expect me to kiss you on the neck, or you on the lips," he said to Ron and Blaise respectively.
"You kissed him on the lips too?" Draco asked Harry, not realizing how jealous the question made him sound.
"Well, he didn't make out with me if that's what you're thinking!" Blaise responded. "It was just a quick peck."
Harry folded his arms across his chest and looked around the group. Ginny was watching the whole thing with intense interest, while everyone else in the room was looking either sickened or mortified. "What?" Harry asked them again.
Hermione shook her head and decided to change the subject. "Um okay Ginny, you won. So what's your dare gonna be for Harry?" she asked her.
Ginny pondered for a moment. "Oh I know!" she said and looked at Harry and then Draco. "I want to see them kiss like they did before!" she said excitedly.
"Ginny!" said Ron in a disgusted voice and Crabbe and Goyle both groaned.
"Ginny I don't think that's such a good–" began Hermione, but Harry interrupted her.
"My pleasure," he said and immediately got to his feet and made his way over to Draco.
"Harry!" exclaimed Ron. But Harry's defensive mood from a moment before had vanished and he just laughed at them. He noticed that everyone was staring at him like he'd just grown another head but he really was too drunk to care and was quite thrilled at the prospect of getting another opportunity to kiss Draco.
A brief smile passed over Draco's face but he quickly replaced it with a frown. "Fine, I'll do it, but don't think that I want to!" he said loudly to the group. In reality he did want to, but there was no point in letting anyone else know that.
Harry eagerly leaned over the other boy and closed the distance between them. He sighed into Draco's mouth as their lips met for the second time. This time he wasted no time in opening his mouth to the other boy. Draco resisted at first, but Harry gently coaxed him with his mouth and pretty soon Draco was eagerly participating in the kiss, not giving any thought to what he was doing or who was watching. He darted his tongue in and out of Harry's mouth as they kissed and without thinking he grabbed Harry's shirt and pulled him down so he was sitting on top of him. Harry groaned as he pressed his body into Draco's as they continued to kiss and Draco wrapped his arms tightly around Harry. Draco felt his cock growing hard as their kiss deepened and Harry, who was squirming in his lap, accidently brushed his knee against it. Draco started as pleasure coursed through his body and he came back to his senses. He abruptly pushed Harry away. The other boy hit the ground before he'd even realized the kiss had ended.
"Hey!" he exclaimed giving Draco a reproachful look.
"Wow that was hot!" said Ginny excitedly to them, but both boys ignored her.
"You're fucking sick Potter," Draco said to him cruelly. A look of hurt passed over Harry's face then his eyes blazed with anger.
"Fuck you Malfoy!" he yelled back at the boy.
"Yeah, you wish," said Draco with a laugh. Harry shot him a death glare and got up on his feet, his fists clenched.
"What did you say?" he asked as he grabbed Draco by the collar and pulled him roughly to his feet.
Draco stood up straight and looked Harry squarley in the eye. "I said I bet you wish you could fuck me!"
Harry's face turned bright red with anger and embarrassment and he drew back his fist getting ready to punch Draco in the face, but Blaise quickly caught it and held him back.
"Let go of me!" he shouted at Blaise as he struggled to get free.
"Temper, temper Potter!" taunted Draco with a smirk.
"Stop it both of you!" yelled Hermione and she hastily got out her wand and pointed it at them. "One more word out of either of you and I'll curse you into oblivion!" she said angrily. Harry and Draco immediately shut up. They had both seen the effects of Hermione's curses on people and neither of them wished to be on the receiving end of one of them. Blaise let go of Harry and he took his seat opposite Draco, but continued to glare at him.
The rest of the group sat there staring at eachother not sure what to say, finally Blaise spoke up. "Well that really killed my buzz," he said looking accusingly at Draco and Harry. "So, how 'bout another round of drinks?" he asked pulling more bottles out of his bag. They all nodded and accepted the bottles Blaise handed to them.
Harry sipped at his bottle as he watched his friends and the Slytherins down theirs. Slowly, one by one, each of them grew tired and fell asleep... or passed out, he really couldn't tell. He sighed and gulped down the rest of his own drink and felt the dizzy sleepiness engulf him. But just before he could fall asleep he felt someone pull him up into a standing position and begin kissing him wildly. He opened his eyes in surprise, it was Draco.
He mumbled confusedly into Draco's mouth and wondered briefly if he were dreaming, but the feel of the other boy's lips on his was too real. He felt Draco drag him into his room and shut the door, then he felt himself being pushed onto the bed.
"What are you doing?" he slurred at Draco.
"Kissing you, stupid," Draco slurred back at him. Harry let himself be dragged onto the bed as he once again sank into the pleasure of Draco's kisses. He felt Draco begin to suckle on his neck and he moaned in pleasure, desperately trying to fight off the alcohol haze. But his head was becoming hopelessly foggy as the alcohol took affect and the world around him soon faded into black.