Unfavourable Fate
Author: Sleet Fizz :D
Beta: knightmare. The most wonderful BETA reader on earth.
Disclaimer: All the characters and settings belong to J.K.Rowling; if they belonged to me then I would have put Harry and Draco together in the first place anyway.
Warnings: It's slash if you haven't worked it out by now. And beside, if you're reading this then you probably like slash. If you don't then just read it for fun.
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: R, varies from chapter to chapter. Even though you're probably not over 18, you can read it at your own pleasure.
Chapter 2 - Realizations
Harry's lips were only millimetres apart from Malfoy's, he could feel Draco's breath and finally …
"Stop!" Draco was startled by the voice and looked up to see Professor Reichen finally catching on what was happening, "I will not tolerate fighting in my class. I am ashamed to see two such capable boys like this. Detention for both at you; see me after class!"
The blond noticed he was still on top of Harry, he frowned and got up. Harry followed suit. Both boys had received bruises, but not too harmful that a little healing spell couldn't fix. The Professor didn't look very happy, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes as if he knew what was about to happen. The teacher walked away from the boys and back to the centre of the class.
The students began to walk back to the Professor with their mates, smiling somewhat. Not pleased at all by the interruption, Draco advanced forward to meet with Blaise. He moved in the crowd and folded his arms.
/Stupid git, I was about to kiss him when you had to interrupt. Fuck, why do I even want to kiss him anyway? I might get infected with the stubbornness that all Gryffindors tend to have. /
The Professor gave out the homework and dismissed the class.
"You'd better go off, I have to see Professor Reichen," said Draco tiredly.
"All right, I'll see you later." Blaise moved off next to Pansy and started talking to her; together they headed off for next class. Draco was tired; he could afford to miss History of Magic for one lesson. When everyone went out, Harry waited to receive punishment from Professor Reichen. He stood there thinking about what could have happened if Draco had kissed him.
Professor Reichen walked to the boys.
"Boys, I am surprised by your actions. As punishment you will both go berry picking for Professor Sprout. I think she needs to grow them for some reason, strangely enough. The berries can be found in the Forbidden Forest so please meet me there an hour before sunset. You may leave now."
Harry exited the class in a hurry and ran to his next class, Charms with Professor Flitwick. He didn't know why he let Draco try to kiss him; sure he was gay, but falling for the enemy wasn't a good idea. It was the first Charms lesson of the year, and once you sat somewhere you were to sit there till end of school year. The seats up front were taken, so Harry moved to the back, not bothered to do work this period, well not after just what happened.
He sat down in his seat and got out his books. The Gryffindor laid his head down on his folded hands, replaying the fighting scene over and over again in his head; subconsciously closing his eyes and smiling when he came to the part when Draco's lip barely touched his.
"Mister Potter, please pay attention in class. This is your NEWT level study, and your last year of school, so please make it the best one." Professor Flitwick stared at Harry as if wanting a response.
The boy lifted his head and just apologized, going back into his fantasies and pretended to look interested in whatever the old man was saying. Not long after class was over and the students gathered for lunch.
"Harry, Herm and I are going to have lunch at the lake, umm …"
"Go ahead, Ron, I'll be fine by myself. Enjoy yourself," Harry forced a smile, and got one in returned. He was being left out of the trio ever since Ron had finally had the courage to ask Hermione out.
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It was late at night and Harry and Ron were in their dormitory. Ron kept on blabbing on about Hermione, and how beautiful she was, to Harry. Knowing he wouldn't get some sleep until the two were together, Harry egged Ron to ask her out.
"Ron, she loves you. You have to be blinder than blind to not see that."
"But Harry, what if she doesn't like me? I don't want to be rejected," frowned Ron.
"Well if you try once, she just might. And stop being so negative," Harry pushed Ron out of the boys dormitory and out in the common room where Hermione was still finishing off extra credit homework.
"Umm.. Hermione," Ron began to stutter, walking to the desk, "Wouldyouliketogooutwithme?" His face had a look of happiness and despair, really for what ever Hermione had to say next. Hermione turned around and frowned with a look of confusion.
"What you did you say?"
"He asked if you would like to go out with him," Harry butted in pulling Ron back by the arm before he could escape.
After smiling for a moment, Hermione looked angry, "Why didn't you ask earlier!" She moved towards Ron and slapped him playfully in the shoulder making the bigger boy flinched back.
"Hey, stop it."
Hermione stood in front of Ron and looked up, her new boyfriend was much taller than she was. Instead of hitting him, she pulled his head down and pressed her lips on his. Ron was taken by surprise and slowly moved his hand onto her body urging her lips on harder. Not wanting to evade their time together, Harry walked back to the dorm and slipped back into bed.
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Harry sat in his usually spot on the Gryffindor table with Seamus and Ginny sitting beside him.
"Oh cheer up, Harry, I'm sure they're just wanted time together at the beginning stage of their relationship, Ginny said to Harry, piling some sandwiches on his plate.
"I know, I know but I miss them and maybe(I'm a bit) jealous. I want to be with someone as well, but there's no one suitable for me at this school."
"I am sure there are girls raving mad about you and your good looks, you just need time to get to know them before you actually fall in love with her. She'll pop into your life tomorrow, or even today." Of course Ginny had used the words girl, her and she, it wasn't her fault that she didn't know about Harry's sexuality.
Harry let out a long breath and grabbed a salad sandwich, putting it into his mouth, slowing chewing it while scanning the whole school. He was searching for any decent bachelors in his school, when he made eye contact with Draco, who quickly turned to talk to Pansy. Looking at his enemy just made Harry think about the near-kissing experience and he pondered the fact that maybe Draco was gay as well. He dismissed the idea and hoped time would tell him. Having chewed down his lunch, he went off to class by himself.
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It was now four thirty, just before sunset, and Draco needed to be at the Forbidden Forest for detention with Potter. He was fairly reluctant to go because of his careless lust, wanting to kiss Harry in public.
"Blaise, get off me. I have detention and if I don't get there in time I'll be in more trouble. We can have some fun afterwards." Draco pushed Blaise off him, who was kissing his neck feverishly.
"Mmmm … fine, tonight when you get back." Blaise smiled and moved off to the Slytherin dungeon to complete his homework.
Draco walked through the dungeon hallway alone and left the castle. He ran, knowing full well he was going to be late. When he arrived at the Forbidden Forest, Potter, unsurprisingly, was already there with Professor Reichen, waiting for him.
"You're late, Mister Malfoy."
"Sorry sir, I was caught up in my studies and lost track of time."
"Hmm, very well, but next time please attend detentions like this on time." The Professor gave Harry and Draco two Hessian bags, "Here, I want these filled with berries by the time I come back. Now off you go." And with a pop, the Professor apparated elsewhere.
"Why on bloody Merlin's grave am I stuck with you in everything I do at this stupid school? Why did the stupid spell have to make your wand sky-blue?" said Draco, eyes glaring at Harry. Funnily enough, he enjoyed being with the brunette. He wanted to be inside Harry, to make him moan and whisper in his ear, but of course he didn't show this. But little did he know, the feelings of lust were mutual. Harry, too, wanted Draco in himself, and to feel the blond boy press his body onto his. But it would be detrimental to their reputation if either of them knew this.
"It isn't my fault; I don't exactly plan to be with you, you stupid asshole. Just pick the berries will you? I have other important things to do rather than talk to you all day," Harry shook his head indicating the fact that Draco was a childish and hopeless prat. He began walking into the forest.
"Fine, go and pick your stupid berries, like I need help with this," shouted Draco, waiting a minute before entering the forest himself. Both boys were stubborn, the forest being a dangerous place, it was best if they stuck together.
/Stupid Potter, it's not like I chose to be with you; it's those stupid teachers and ridiculous spells. And what other important things are there for you to do? Save the world? Just makes me want to lean into the dark side and become a Death Eater, to kill you with my bare hands. /
The Forbidden Forest was the same as ever, dense with various trees and plants. It was fairly dark and the forest floor was covered in rotting vegetation. Having cast the Lumos spell for additional light, the Slytherin sighted a berry bush. He fought his way pass the thick vines and tree branches. He moved towards the bush, but stopped when he felt something creep up his trousers. Not knowing what it was, he wriggled his right legged vigorously and out fell a small spider.
/Fucken Spider/
Draco attempted to stamp the life out of the creature, but missed. Not wanting to delay his task further, he moved in front of the bush and started picking the berries. They were purple and in a pear kind of shape, and looked rather poisonous, but he didn't care. It wasn't his fault the Professor didn't specify what species of berries were preferable to whatever purpose they were intended for.
Meanwhile…
Harry hated himself for falling for someone he couldn't have. He hated having to do things with Draco, and yet he still wasn't sure about the blond's sexuality. Hoping that berry picking would keep his mind off things, he started hunting for them. Harry tired to remember the direction he turned and headed in, hoping he could find his way back. After walking what seemed to be far enough, he sighted a small tree with bunches of berries dangling from the feeble branches.
Bending down, he grabbed the bunches of berries and dropped them into his bag.
Sometime later…
Spiders were appearing more frequently than before, and that idea did not make Draco happy at all. Through outrage and frustration, he stopped the painstaking slow process of picking each individual fruit, and concentrated on one annoying spider. His gazed locked on one, and he plunged his foot down on it with a crunch. He lifted his right leg and plunged it down again with quick speed, then pivoted his foot left to right, and left, to right again. Satisfied when the other spiders scurried away, he continued to pick the berries and soon his bag was nearly full.
The silence was eerie and weird; the forest, to Draco, shouldn't be this quiet if magical creatures inhabited it. Crunch! To his left he definitely heard a foot crunch the dead leaves on the ground.
What the hell was that?
Instinct made him look to his left. And to his amazement, he saw a spider. Not a normal spider, mind you, but the fucken hugest spider he has ever seen. He had heard about this spider, called Aragog. The creature hissed and stabbed one leg in front of the other, gradually walking towards Draco, the murderer. It stopped and sank a hairy legged beside Draco who eyed the leg with total shock.
Draco stood there momentarily, his mind processing what was happening, and what could happen.
He yelled out, "Fuck, help, Harry, Professor Reichen, anyone, help me!"
Draco desperately yelled, needing assistance at this point. The creature was continuously attempting to knock Draco out like Draco had killed the little spider. He ran as fast as he could now, anywhere out of the spider's sight, as he continued calling for help.
"Fuck, help, Harry, Professor Reichen, anyone, help me!"
Harry distinctly heard Draco's cry for help. It was genuine enough for him, so he replied back in earnest, inside hoping that his secret crush was all right.
"Draco, where are you?" Harry yelled back, trying to pinpoint Draco's call.
"Harry, help me! Please, I'm over here!" Draco replied, attracting attention from both Harry, and Aragog. The giant spider moved towards the voice slowly, but Harry ran with all his speed, praying that he could reach Malfoy in time. He ran as fast as he could to the familiar voice; he saw the spark of light that illuminated from Draco's wand just up ahead.
The Lumos spell. He's got to be near there.
Harry advanced towards the light, puffing and out of breath. He finally saw Draco, who looked scared and defenceless.
"What is it now?" he said, arms on his hips, and bending forward, gasping for air.
"The spider wants to hunt me down." The Gryffindor has a suspicion as who the spider was. Was it the spider he knew when Ron and Harry had met before? He wasn't sure but hoped it was, because they were on good terms. Something moved behind the boys and they turned around.
"Aragog?" said Harry.
"What? You know this stupid creature?" Draco yelled back at Harry.
"Yeah, long story." Harry moved towards the creature, slowly keeping eye contact with it.
"Forgive my somewhat dumb frie.. err… companion. I apologise for what stupid act he has done," said Harry.
"He killed one of my people! I am sure you would not like it if I killed your friend," replied the stupid spider.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it," said Harry, and he and Aragog began talking, negotiating Draco's life. Eventually Harry's skills paid off and Aragog decided to let it go.
"He killed one of my people. I cannot simply forgive such murderous acts. However, since he is your friend, then I will forgive this once, and only once. I will simply ignore excuses the next time one of my people is killed. I bid you goodbye," and with those words Aragog crawled back into the darkness. Harry let out a sigh of relief and turned towards Draco who was hiding behind a tree trunk.
"You can come out now. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what did you kill that spider for?" Harry taunted the blond out of hiding.
"One of its fucken "people" annoyed me so I squished it. It felt good, but had I known there was that ruddy creature as leader, then I wouldn't have done such a 'murderous' act," Draco replied, walking towards the Gryffindor with a frown, "umm… thanks for helping me. But it I still hate you."
"You're welcome. I think I dropped my bag somewhere when I ran to your desperate plea of help, so I guess you have to help me look for it." Harry had a cocky smile on his face from humiliating his 'companion'.
It was getting late, and the sun had already set, but both boys were oblivious to this fact because they were in the darkened forest. They both wandered around the woods to where they thought the bag was. Draco saw it and shouted.
"There, your bag of berries is there," Draco pointed to an area on near a shrub. Harry jogged to picked up his bag.
"What time is it?" Harry asked walking around to anywhere.
"I don't know."
"Umm… do you know where we are?" They both finally stopped and looked at each other.
"I don't know that either…" Draco just looked puzzled as he searched his surroundings.
"Great. We're lost and this is thanks to you. If you hadn't killed the spider we wouldn't be in this mess."
"Shut up! This is not my fault. You didn't have to come and help me you know. But hey, being the Gryffindor you are, you have to help everyone isn't it?"
"What the fuck? I help save your life, and you act ungrateful to me?"
"I did say thank you. And anyway, what time is it. Oh, you already asked that. I'm hungry!" complained Draco as he said down crossed legged on the dirty ground.
"Then go and eat something. We'll just have to wait until Professor Reichen or someone looks for us," Harry followed Draco as he sat down in front of the boy. They were now facing each other with their berry bags close to them. It was like the forest encaged them; every tree, bush, plant, leaf crowed around them.
It now actually was only six thirty but seemed ages if you were in the woods.
Draco shouted at Harry, "I said I'm hungry!"
Harry shouted back at Draco, "Tsk, then eat the berries or something! And don't shout at me, you're not even a metre apart."
"Fine, I will eat it, and if I die, I can blame you for misleading me into eating these berries."
Ideas went through Draco's head at that moment but one stood out. He wanted to get back at Harry for saving his life.
/Stuck-up snob. I don't want you to help me so that my life is in your debt. Fine, I'll eat it, and let's just see what happens./
There was no telling when someone might actually find the boys, nor did the boys want to move off in case they got lost further in the wood. Draco's stomach rumbled, so he decided to take his chance and eat the berries. If they turned out to be poisonous, then Harry here could perform a spell to help him. And without another thought, Draco shoved his hand into his bag, grabbed a handful of berries and dropped them in his mouth, but strangely kept eye contact with Potter. He had the look of –watch-this- on his face and chewed the berries. The berries were indeed very sweet taste with a mild sourness. Of course, the food he ate wasn't poisonous, but that's not what Harry thought to how Draco acted.
/Wow, these berries are all right. They don't taste too bad either./
After a big swallow, Draco pretended to cough uncontrollably, also adding the occasional shortness of breath. He placed a hand on his chest, and grabbed his flesh, acting as if his heart hurt. Shocked from the scene, and unsure if it was real or not, Harry began to question Draco.
"Hey, are you seriously all right?" Harry moved from his sitting position and went on his knees in front of the boy.
Draco's reply was pretending to suck in air, but seemingly unable to. He sounded like someone who had an asthma attack. He quickly fell down on his back and closed his eyes. But the hardest part he tried to do was not laugh in front of Harry from his response.
"Malfoy, don't do this to me. I know you're lying," but Harry's voice was filled with fear, fear due to the fact that he had played a part in Malfoy's death.
Time seemed to stay still, even the woods were quiet. Feeling reluctant, Harry eventually moved by Draco's body and shook him.
Harry didn't know what to really do that might help; he placed his head sideways onto Draco's chest to listen for breathing. But he didn't hear anything because Draco held his breath, smiling when Harry was still listening. The warmth transferred from both boys and Draco became aroused.
"This isn't funny anymore, wake up," Harry moved his head back, and shook Draco harshly, "why aren't you breathing?" His voice was filled with anger. "Please God, I do NOT want to do mouth to mouth with you; well I sort of do."
"Bitch," said Harry as he whacked the boy. After letting out a great sigh, he used his hands to part Draco's lips. So very slowly, he lowered his lips to Draco's, still feeling warmth from the limp body. He felt the soft, luscious lips on his, but shook the thought off. Someone was going to die and he had no thought of using it to his advantage.
The Gryffindor breathed through his nose and blew out through his mouth. The incident looked very much like those beaches shows how someone drowns and has to be resuscitated to be brought back to consciousness. After five breaths Harry gave up and instead began pumping Draco's hard muscled stomach. He pushed twice and finally the Slytherin thought the joke had gone far enough. At least Draco got to feel what those soft lips felt like to his.
Draco let out a huge fake choke as if something in his throat was coughed out and he began puffing and gasping for air.
"Fuck, you scared the shit out of me," Harry stood up now and looked angry, "how could you be so stupid to eat the berries. I thought you were really dead!" and then he kicked Draco on the side.
"I didn't know you cared that much for me," Draco said cockily.
"I don't! And I still hate you too!" They looked in each others eyes when suddenly someone just popped out.
"Boys, thank goodness I saw your wand cast with the Lumos spell. I assumed you two got lost and couldn't find our way out?" It was Professor Reichen who was wearing a tight shirt obviously showing his muscles and leather pants rather unwizardlike.
Both boys stood up now and joined the Professor.
"Yes sir, we did. Sorry about that," apologised Draco.
"Very well, I'll escort you back. I hope after this detention you boys will have learnt your lesson," Reichen smiled as if he knew what happened. He began to guide the boys out of the woods and back to the castle, "I think students are still having dinner so you two should hurry off."
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The students were indeed just starting on dinner. Detention wasn't that long, it had just seemed long. The two boys entered the Great Hall together, getting some weird glances and stares. They then went to their respective normal seats and were greeted by their friends.
"Hi Harry, how was detention? Wait sorry, I suppose it was bad, hey?" asked Ron.
"Yeah, it was bad but better than getting detention from Snape," replied Harry, who was hungry now, and selected some morsels and food, and began to eat.
The students of Hogwarts were noisy as usual. Draco sat in between Blaise and Pansy.
"Draco dear, detention wasn't too bad with that stupid Gryffindor was it?" Pansy began to stroke Draco's hand.
"Yeah, how was it? What happened?" asked Blaise, who was obviously happy to have Draco back.
"Nothing much, Potter was stupid as usual." Draco decided to keep what happened to him. The thought of eating now did not pass through his mind. He wasn't hungry.
After studying him, Blaise inched towards Draco and began whispering in ear smiling, "You know, we could go to bed and have some fun like you promised." He then started to stroke Draco's thigh under the table. Blaise was right, there was nothing else to do and he was bored right now so a little sex could do no harm. Draco moved his hand on Blaise's, he accidentally made eye contact with Harry Potter who blushed and looked away.
At the exact moment before…
Harry scanned the room wondering if the sly Slytherin was hungry now. Something caught his attention, Blaise. He saw Blaise whispering in Draco's, and then they both smiled. His eyes made contact with Draco Malfoy's and he blushed thinking about the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation act he performed on the boy moments ago and quickly looked away.
"All right, let's go," Draco commanded, and he and Blaise left the table and hurried off to their dorm. After whispering their password, they moved to their dormitory.
Blaise, like last time, put his hands behind Draco's neck and joined their lips together, mashing hard and desperately. Draco parted his lips and invited Zabini's tongue in. They tasted each other, all the while Blaise started to undress Draco. He unhooked Draco's robe then slowly unbuttoned his white shirt. Letting out moans as Blaise began to suck on his lower lip, then his chin and down on his neck, he leaned back against a wall. Blaise pulled the shirt off, and began sliding his hands on Draco's smooth strong muscled chest. The hands then trailed lower to the tight stomach and onto the pants.
"Undo them quick, then get your clothes off," demanded Draco closing his eyes.
Blaise slipped his right hand into Draco's pants and felt the throbbing hard member, while Draco arched his back and push his groin into Zabini's hand, "hurry up."
Without further delay Blaise made eye contact with Draco and unbuttoned Draco's pants, unzipped the fly, and pulled both the pants and underwear down leaving the blond deliciously naked. He rotated his thumb on the head of Draco's member, making him moan. Through frustration Draco began ripping of Blaise's clothes to reveal a lightly tanned body that had broad shoulders, defined and big muscles, and smooth skin.
He slammed Draco on to the bed and sat aligned their groins.
"Ahh, faster Blaise," cried Draco as he moved his hands onto Blaise's thighs. Blaise began to move up and down, "no wait I want to be inside you first."
Blaise now lay on his back as Draco lifted his legs onto his shoulders. He grabbed his huge cock and placed it at the entrance of Blaise's hole.
"Come on," Blaise urged.
And with one quick shove Draco entered him, "Ahh, so tight, you feel so good around me."
Draco grabbed Blaise's shoulders and began thrusting forward, closing his eyes and started fantasising. Images of naked Potter came into mind. He visualised he was fucking Potter who was obliging to do it with him.
/Fuck, this is good. Ahh, Harry, ahhh, Harry./
In and out, and he found a rhythm, thinking of Harry. Blaise forced Draco to lie on his back as he sat on the blond boy's groin, the cock still inside him. He lifted his ass then slammed back down again. He did this over and over again while roaming his hands on Draco's hard chest keeping a rhythm.
With every slam, Draco moaned, pushing his cock up to meet Blaise and making the force harder.
Draco was near climax and finally Blaise lifted his ass again and slammed it down, causing Draco to explode, Draco arched his back and pushed his cock up further into Blaise shooting his cum into Blaise.
/Fuck, that was brilliant, Harry./
Draco shook his head trying not to think about Harry, no, Potter.
"My turn. Ok I want it doggy style, so on all fours," demanded Blaise. Draco complied, Blaise moved behind him kneeling. He put his cock near Draco's entrance; slowly he pushed in inch of his thick cock into Draco, causing both boys to moan. Draco's arse muscles clamped down onto the cock creating wondrous sensations.
"Oh, its so tight, so good." Then he began inching his cock in the tight hole, still kneeling. He grabbed Draco's hips and slid his cock out. Again, Draco's arse muscles clamped down, causing Blaise to moan louder.
/Harry, you're so big damnit. You're so hot and nice inside me./
"Fuck, that's good," Blaise moaned and slid his cock in further, then out, still leaving the head in the ass. He finally began to establish a rhythm.
"Harder damnit," Draco urged, trying not to visualise Harry inside him.
Blaise moved his hands onto Draco's shoulders leaning over the blond boy. The he began thrusting in and out, harder and harder, faster and faster. Both boys' moaned and Blaise neared climax.
He counted down, thrust, thrust, thrust, and finally he erupted causing his hands to grip harder, "Ahhh so good," and he pushed his cock in as far as possible, as Draco's ass tightened dramatically; he continued thrusting harder and faster while spilling his seeds.
Blaise pulled his cock out of Draco's ass. He moved to the other boy and gave him a quick kiss before wiping away the mess. Both boys undressed and went to their beds.
Soon, the dorm was filled with boys and they all fell asleep. A thought had hit Draco slam in the face as he suddenly woke in the middle of the night; he was thinking about Harry when he fucked Blaise. The blond shot up from his bed sweating, unsure of why he thought it and what to do now.
TBC
Author's Note: knightmare, my BETA READER once again has kindly edited this story, without you my fanfiction is a pile of trash. Thank you so much. For everyone out there, I didn't mention lubrication and stretching because I did not think it was necessary, email me if you do but I'm only 14 and have no experience XP. Thanks again and drop a review. Next chapter up soon.
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Sleet