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Malfoy was pissed. Not at Harry, well...yeah he was, but mostly at Crabbe and Goyle. How dare they walk in and ruin his fun!!

As Both of them came walking in, they found Draco storming out of the 'bloddy corridor', so he thought within.

Finally,"What the hell were you guys doing, thinking?!" he raged out at once as soon as they had entered within Slytherin Chambers. Everyone in there would have to have been deaf not to have heard Draco's scolding.

"Did you think I couldn't handle Potter myself? That weakling?!"

he'd said before they could speak.

Crabbe and Goyle stuttered in confusion. They looked so dumbfounded each trying to explain. Draco didn't give a rats ass, he turned away and left.

Crabbe and Goyle gazed at each other confused about Draco's reaction. If anything they wanted to help him, not insult him. But something was wrong, they both knew it, they weren't that stupid.

The boy left the common room, walking the cold stoney halls of the dungeon. Empty thoughts ran through his his mind, and only but one really mattered as he neared a window. Why for Merlin's sake did he have this stupid insignificant crush on Harry Potter, of all people.

"I'd even shag Ron Weasley before I-", he cut off and shivered in disgust at the thought. He stared out of the window, into the darkness of the night, sighing in frustration. He closed his eyes and brought his fingers to the bridge of his nose. 'I hate my penis...' he scowled as he thought of the earlier turn on event with Harry.

Harry quickly tried to run away as fast as he could. So fast as if he was being chased by Lord Voldemort himself,up and walking, running for his life.

Harry had just been kissed.

Kissed by a boy.

Kissed by Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy.

Of Slytherin.

His mortal enemy.

And liked it.

But he couldn't have.

But he did.

Or did he?

Harry's face flushed hot pink from remembering the moment he pulled Draco back for more.

Had it been a mere reflex?

Doing without thinking?

'Was it?!', he thought unsure of himself.

Harry's running seemed to go on for forever, running and remembering the first time he was running around the school at night his first year..which was also to duel Malfoy.

'Wait a minute-' Harry abrouptly stopped. What th-?

"Forget it." he sighed.

He walked now to the Fat Lady's portrait hearing a petty scolding from her and went in with the haunting memory replaying itself over and over again.

Harry twisted and turned frantically within his four poster bed. Glistened with sweat as he struggled within his dream...

"What are you doing?!" he shout in struggle as his hands were being tied and his eyes and glasses already covered with a soft blindfold.

"Who are you?

"Ron if this is you and Fred and George, im kicking your freckled asses!"

A dashing muffled laughter filled Harry's head as it kept on sniggering.

"Who's there? Stop being jerk-asses!" Harry shout impatiently.

The voice just kept on sniggering, getting Harry pissed.

Then the next thing Harry knew, someones lips were being pressed firmly against his. And once again within one day, his mind swirled with milky fog. A cold arousing hand made its way from his neck to grabbing his hair, pulling his head back. Harry gasped deeply as his head whipped back.

"You dont like being teased either now do you ?" the voice whispred seductively within Harry's ear.

Harry instantly shuddered as he recognized the voice and wit.

Harry opened his mouth to yell at the voice, only then he was stopped by an exploring moist sweet tongue caressing his own.

"Draco" Harry moaned as the Malfoy pulled away only seconds later.

Harry's sense came back to him as he heard himself moan his enemy's name.

The blindfold came off and the blue-gray-eyed blond in front of him stared at him with ease.

He sat on the tiled floor with Draco sitting cross legged before him, wearing a black set of pjs. A large bed behind him dressed in bloody red silk covers, and a giant hearth not too far from opposite of the bed. Wide and tall windows with black and ivory drapes hanging, hardly letting any moonlight in.

Anger and confusion brew inside of Harry as the moment passed.

"I, I do not tease you!" he'd said looking away from the beautiful but morose room.

"And I am not gay!" he continued, shouting at Draco while fussing, trying to undo his restraints.

"Where the hell are we?" he muttered quietly to himself. NO ROOM like this exsisted inside Hogwarts..then again it could be possible.

Draco raised his eyebrow at that and scoffed.

"And thats why you kiss me back? Why your little friend down there grows hard as we speak?"

Malfoy satisfied himself making a point as Harry looked down at himself shocked as he saw the buldge emerging from within his pj pants.

"Where are we?!" he blurted out embarrassedly, bringing his knees to him.

"Even if I did tell you where we were, d'you think Im going to let you leave just yet?" he said ominously and smiling.

Harry stopped squirming and flushed at the idea of what Malfoy wanted.

"Why am I even here?" Harry asked surprising himself.

"Well Harry, it seems i have a bit of a crush on you, and i figure, if i fuck you it'll go away."

Harry wasn't really shocked to hear those words coming out of his mouth. He sort of already knew deep down it would come to this.

'Why does he have to be so blunt?!' Harry complained.

"I wont let you." Harry spoke calmly.

"Well we'll just see about that." Draco sneered with delight, taking it as a challange.

"Harry!" he heard from out of nowhere.

"Harry!"

"Harry! Shut up!"

A pillow flew towards him and hit him right in his face.

Harry awoke jolting up from panic.

"Harry shut up, you're moaning and i dont want to hear it, its disgusting." Ron mumbled into his pillow laughing.

Harry blushed a bright red that even darkness couldn't conceal from Ron. Speaking of Ron, he now walked quietly over to his side.

"What on Earth were you dreaming of?" he'd said smiling devilishly, interested.

"Uh, it was nothing. Im just going to go to the loo now." ' Wait a minute that sounds as if Im-'

"No, wait nevermind. I dont have to pee." he said quickly.

Ron chuckeled at Harry's behavior.

"Go jerk it if you'd like, I'm going back to sleep...heh, night Harry." He laughed some more and fell silent and let out his loud snores, assuring Harry he was sound asleep.

Harry bushed even brighter if possible, he didn't want to go to the bathroom now, he really wasn't going to...you know..

Malfoys kiss lingered on his lips, but what was he to do? If it was possible..he felt the curve of his evil smile against his lips.

He shook his head violently.

He used to like Cho so he wasn't gay ...was he?...Then again... she was a pain...