Chapter 2- Unleash The Sparks

The Gryffindors headed down to their Potions class. By the time Ron, Hermione, and Harry walked into the dark classroom, there were very few seats left. Ron and Hermione squeezed in near the middle of the room, leaving Harry one seat-- the one beside Draco.

"Well, this isn't all bad," said Harry to himself. "Snape was probably going to pair us together anyway. I just hope Draco doesn't start a fight and land me in detention again."

He sat down beside the blonde boy, who just stared at him for a moment, thoughtfully.

"What is it, Malfoy?" asked Harry, not showing that Draco's gaze made him weak.

"Nothing, Harry, just wondering why you decided to sit here, with me," replied Draco, casually, staring into Harry's deep, green eyes.

"Harry? Not Potter today, am I? What is with you, Malfoy?" Harry just looked at the handsome boy quizzically.

"Nothing, Harry, not really. I just want to talk to you after class. Alone..." Draco then looked in the direction of Harry's best friends, and back to the boy with the scar, hoping he would get the message. Harry's nod to Draco told him that he understood perfectly.

Harry was ecstatic that Draco was being so nice, but felt that it might be a trick. He couldn't believe that Draco Malfoy, the one he adored, but that had been his biggest rival for five years, was being civil to him for once. And that he was calling Harry by his first name. It couldn't be real, could it?

Snape noticed the boys getting along, which greatly annoyed him. How was pairing them together supposed to be punishment if they were becoming friends? He glared at them, cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, pay attention or you shall both lose points. And yes, Mr. Malfoy, I will take points from Slytherin if I need to," said Snape as Draco was about to protest his name being used in the first part of the Professor's warning.

"Yes, Professor," the boys said in unison, and pretended to pay attention. Snape smiled victoriously and went on with his lesson...

After class, as all of the students walked to their common rooms, Draco took Harry's hand and led him to an empty classroom down the corridor.

"So, Malfoy, what is thi--" Harry got cut off from his question and Draco kissed his soft lips. He was a bit resistant at first, but soon let himself enjoy the taste of his crush's tongue and lips. His brain was numb and he went on instinct, running his fingers through silky blonde hair. He heard a low moan from Draco, who was obviously enjoying his head rub. After a few minutes, Draco ended the kiss, caught his breath, and just looked at the raven-haired boy. Wow, he thought, he is gorgeous, and a great kisser. I bet he is killer in the sack. The thought of having Harry in bed made him shiver.

Harry couldn't think of anything to say. Words just wouldn't come to him. All he could do was fall into Draco's beautiful gray eyes. He couldn't stop shaking from all the adrenaline the kiss brought to his bloodstream. Finally, Draco broke the ice.

"So, Harry, what did you think? I've been wanting to do that for a long time."

"Wow, Mal- I mean Draco. Just, wow."

"Come on Harry, let's go to my bed. I have lots of things I want to do to you."

Harry could not believe his luck. Draco Malfoy, the boy that dominated his dreams, that haunted his thoughts for five years, wanted him. He just nodded and followed the blonde boy back to the Slytherin dormitory.

Everything is going perfectly, thought Draco, his eyes filled with lust and his body yearning for Harry. He will be mine in no time. The boys ran up the stairs, in the room, and jumped into Draco's bed. Draco quickly cast a spell to ensure that no one would interrupt their fun.

(A/N: so what do you think? If you have any ideas, let me know. I think the sex chapter is next. I love a good smut chapter, and I think that'll be my next one. After that, though, I'm not quite sure where I'll go with this story.)