My heart lies with the dark side of the moon CH3
Draco woke with a shout on his lips. He was met with the concerned look on his father's face, who sat at the edge of the bed.
"Dragon? Are you all right? You were shouting in your sleep?" Lucius Malfoy said. His silver eyes meeting his son's identical ones.
"I'm fine. But walking in on you and serverus was not good for my fragile sexual restraint. And neither was meeting my one!" Draco said. His fathers face lit up.
"Dragon!! I am happy for you. You have found your one!!" his father said hugging him tightly. Draco sighed and gently pushed his father away and he flopped back down on the mattress.
"Father he is a damphire." Draco whispered.
"So he is a student?" Draco nodded at his father.
"Well then I wish you luck!" his father said as he left. Draco waited until he heard the click of the door then he got out of bed and redyed himself for the day.
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An hour later
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He silently prowled towards the great hall, hell-bent on finding the guy he had kissed and dreamt about the night before. As he neared the door he was swiftly dragged away by Blaise zabini.
"Don't go in there dray! It's a mad house there's this guy he's beautiful mate. Do not go in there I repeat do not …DRACO!!" the fire daemon called after his friend the unnaturally curious Thuthann de who walked right in to the chaos in the great hall determined to see who was in the middle. Draco pushed his way threw the crowd as he did he spotted his friend Theo Nott the wear-wolf as he reached the center. And then he saw the center of attention, it was a tall dark haired Gryffindor who was hunched over and just seamed uncomfortable. Draco loosened his tie and walked up to the bench and sat down next to the boy motioning for Theo to have a sit too. The boy looked at him with gratitude in his green eyes. Draco smiled at him then turned an evil glare he picked up from his father on to the crowd.
"Scram or bring the wraith of the Malfoy onto your head!" he hissed pushing the crowed away none to gently with a power wave. The crowed dispersed and Blaise and the last member of their little group approached. Draco looked at the red head that walked beside Blaise his dark horns not exactly hidden by his hair.
"MAN! You need to like wear a bag over your head or something!!" Fyu the rage deamon said with a smile.
"Thanks, but that was not necessary. Now if you will excuse me…" the man said as he swung his legs over the bench, Draco quickly and gracefully slid onto his lap draping his arms loosely around his neck. He delighted in the way the man's breath caught and he glared at Draco.
"Hey, you know him dray?" Theo asked cocking his head to the side making his too long and shaggy hair fall in to his face.
"Yea we…mph mmph MMMPH!!" Draco grumbled out raged because the man had clapped his hands over Draco's mouth pulling his head back into a strong shoulder.
"Excuse us for a moment?" said the green eyed boy as he stood and dragged Draco out of the great hall and in to a small broom closet. He finally let go and pinned him against the locked door.
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"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!!" Harry hissed the question threw clenched fangs at the blonde who he had pressed up against the wooden door.
"Nothing! You just looked like you needed some help and I wanted to help! I'm sorry if I mmm…" Harry cut him off by pressing their lips together it was a chaste kiss but it shut the blonde up and slaked his own lust a bit.
"I take it you are not offended then…well why didn't you let me tell them your name? Wait I cant remembers your name!?" Draco said gaining a sarcastic snort from the damphire.
"I'm Harry potter, and you are?" the damphire asked.
"Draco Malfoy. It's a pleasure to meet you mind putting me down?" Harry let the blonde slide down the length of his body. He fought his every instinct to take the blonde then and there. He let go and turned towards the wall clutching to the cold stone -as well as his resolve- for dear life trying to stop his heart from beating so hard. He felt a hand on his back and looked over to see the blonde still there (persistent little thing int' he). Harry hissed as he stood and then wrenched the door open only to be grabbed by 2 people he didn't recognize a red head stood in front of him. He sensed that the red head was deamon and so was the one holding his left arm.
"Hello man… Harry right?" the red head asked. Harry resisted the urge to rip the smile off of his face and settled for glaring at him. Pulling his arms from the other 2. He then whirled on the blonde who looked apologetically at him.
"I apologize for their RUDE BEHAVIOR! But they wish to know if you would like to hang out with us in the conservatory since the 7th years do not have classes today?" the blonde said. Harry glared at him as he spoke.
"Will it make you leave me alone?" he asked knowing it was the most stupid question in the history of stupid questions. But he couldn't help but believe the blonde when he nodded.
"Very well." He said on a sigh.
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Hey, Fyu is a rage deamon they are not as bad as the name implies but do have quite the temper if provoked!! Any way! The next chapter will be much more graphic and if it is too short then REVIEW ME!! DO IT!! DO IT NOW!! Yea and tell me what else you want to happen in the future of the story!! Love, PDF
