Tick, tick, tick… Slowly the only sound of the clock echoed around the giant classroom. The seats were lined in numerous rows horizontally on each side of the room. On the right side in the front row sat Harry, tapping his fingers silently on the paper below him. On the left side in the very back row sat Draco, scribbling down rather quickly on account that they had to write a thousand word essay on why they thought it was smart to use magic in a fight outside of classrooms. Harry glanced up at the clock on the front wall, ticking as slow as slow could get. He lowered his gaze slightly and saw Severus Snape sitting at the desk, looking over some dumb book that he found interesting.

After Harry looked down, something light and almost weightless brushed his shoulder. He glanced back to find a bird made out of paper from an origami spell crawling over his neck. It hopped closer to his face and nuzzled him gently before jumping down and unfolding on his lap. The perfectly straight piece of paper was a note written in ink.

Ditch your friends after levitation class

Harry almost scoffed at the letter and quickly flipped the paper over. When Snape wasn't looking, he slid it over his essay and wrote back:

I can't do that. Ron and Hermione want to go to Hagrid's for lunch.

Then he slipped the paper to his lap and pulled out his wand enough to point it at the paper without being seen. He whispered the spell as silently as he could and the paper quickly folded into a dragon. It hissed at Harry, then dove between his feet and swooped under the desks to Draco's feet and up his lap. The note returned to Harry as a better dragon, as if to show off that he was better at the spell that he was.

Like they'll care. Let them have their date. They'll probably want to be alone anyway.

We like to have lunch together you know. Besides Hagrid has sweets for us

Harry returned the note as a Gryffindor just to tease the white haired Slitherin and he shouldn't have been surprised, but was when the paper snake came crawling up his leg and back onto his lap.

Well have lunch with me and I'll give you something sweet to suck on

Harry blushed immediately as he read the note and quickly glanced back at the smirking boy from across the room. He balled the paper up embarrassedly and hurled the note across the room until Draco smacked it away. The white haired boy pointed fiercely at the brunette and mouthed the threat, "You're gonna get it later." Harry smiled, not at all thrown off by the threat, and turned back to his paper only to find the teacher glaring at both boys. Both heads went down instantly like they had been working on their essays the entire time.

"One more movement…that isn't writing… and you two will be spending your detentions in the dungeons." Snape had said slowly and tensely, his nose flaring slightly.

"Yes, sir," Harry said and picked up his pen again. Yet, as long as the five hour detention lasted, he couldn't help but smile and blush, knowing that Draco had his golden gaze resting on him the entire time.

The bell rang and students were dismissed. Everyone reunited with friends and went to the lunch room, lobby, and dorms for their daily lunch. The only difference between everyone in the school and these two boys was that everyone else was on school grounds. Out in the woods, if one was to walk until they got so deep that they would be lost until the end of time, that's where one could find them.

Draco was holding Harry's face close as they kissed deeply. Harry clutched onto his back, continuously pulling him back to him whenever their bodies separated from their quick stumbles. Harry was walking backwards as Draco pushed at him. He was aiming for a tree or anything really. As they passed one, Harry's heel came in hard contact with a root and he went dropping like a rock. Draco followed, landing on top of him as they crashed to the ground.

Harry groaned in pain only once before chuckling at the movement. Draco laughed as well and climbed on top of him. "I don't know if I should call you a klutz or cute." He grabbed his chin again and shoved his tongue in his mouth. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck as he mounted him and rolled his tongue over his teeth with every kiss. Draco groped his way down to Harry's waist where he found the end of his shirt and shoved his hand under it. Harry jumped and pushed at his shoulders the moment he felt his cold fingers. When Draco didn't stop, Harry jerked his lips away and pushed at his shoulders.

"Wait, Draco…S-Stop!"

"Why?" Draco ran his finger around Harry's nipple, taking his sweet time playing with it to tease the brunette. His teeth gently nicked his neck as he made his way up to his ear. "You obviously like it. See?" With that, he grabbed Harry's excited crotch, making him jump.

"Th-That's not it!" Harry finally pushed Draco up enough so that he paused and looked at him. "W-We're out in the open. Someone could see us."

"Potter, we're in the woods. No one comes out here."

Harry squinted when he used his last name which meant he was being all serious, yet playful. "We're out here."

Draco flinched and had to look away to think. With a hard sigh he sat up and got to his knees. "Fine," As Harry sat up to get to his feet, Draco smirked and grabbed his crotch again. Harry let out a sexy grunt in surprise and pushed his hand away.

"Draco!"

"You honestly didn't think I was gonna stop did you?" He groped him again at which Harry pulled away from.

"Draco! Stop! Enough, I said-Draco!" Harry kept scooting back and pushing away his hands, but the more Draco fought, the harder it was to keep his smile down. Soon he was laughing and it became a game.

Harry flipped onto his knees and started to push up to his feet. On his way up, Draco gave him a quick slap on the ass which made him gasp, blush, and run off faster. Draco stumbled up and ran after him. First, Harry was just sprinting in any direction he wanted just to get away from him, but as he thought more about their location, he sharply jerked to the right and ran hard in one direction. Draco was close behind and was able to snatch him by the waist and bringing him down to a stop.

"Oh no, you don't." Draco muttered as he made the brunette face him. "You're not getting away from me." He kissed him roughly and yanked his body close so he felt trapped.

Harry opened his eyes as they kissed, spotting a tree to the right of them. He kissed him harder, catching him off guard, and did his best to distract him. He ran his hands down Draco's sides and grinded their hips together as much as possible. With Draco completely sucked into the sexy way Harry was acting, he followed the brunette as he started to push him back. Within seconds, Draco got a shove into a root and fell flat onto his back. Harry smiled above him and wiped his wet lips dry.

"You gotta try harder than that." He gave him a wink that made his eyes wide, then took off running again.

Draco immediately jumped to his feet and chased after him at full speed. "You better pray that I don't catch you because the moment I get you in my hands…" His laugh bounced off the trees in a devilish way. "Well, let's just say you won't be walking to class since you'd hardly be able to stand."

Harry shouted back, "We'll see about that!"

As the sea of trees got more and more shallow, Harry started to slow down. When Draco got too close, he dove behind a large tree where Draco stopped at the other side of it. They both looked around the sides of the trees, watching the other and waiting for the other to run. They smiled as they panted, trying to think of ways to get closer and away from the other.

"Nowhere to run now," Draco said.

Harry leaned the other way around the tree, where Draco followed. "Really?"

They stared hard for a second before Harry bolted away. Yet, Draco was ready and trapped him in his arms from behind yet again. "This time," Draco said and he struggled to keep the squirming brunette still, "I'm not letting you go for anything-"

The reason he stopped abruptly was because ahead of him, not too far from the end of the forest, sat several tall towers, all painted variously in Gryffindor, Slitherin, Raven claw, and Hufflepuff colors. On each end was a giant golden hoop and around the massive field were bleachers and flags of all colors.

"The Quidditch field?" Draco question and looked to Harry standing in his arms.

He just shrugged and said, "I guess so."

Draco squinted at him and slowly smiled. "You lead me here, didn't you?" Harry blushed and looked back at the field embarrassed. "Well, you did say you didn't want to do it in the open… Do the teams have practice today?"

Harry fell against Draco's chest when he pulled him closer. "N-No… The trainer cancelled the next month's practice due to his weekly suspensions."

Draco chuckled and turned Harry's face towards him to gleam into his silvery eyes. His eyes narrowed into a sexy gaze and he asked in a quiet voice, "Do you want it in the Gryffindor tower or the Slitherin?"

Harry's eyes widened for a second and he looked away instantly. "D-Don't ask such things!"

Draco quickly bite the spot behind Harry's ear, feeling him shiver down to his toes. "Well, if you don't tell me I'll just take you here." The brunette squirmed as he shoved his tongue in his ear, making him gasp as well.

It wasn't surprising that Draco talked dirty like this, but what was surprising was that it actually turned Harry on. He usually looked down on such things. Yet, the way Draco whispered them into his ear and threatened him with them made Harry want to give up and let those threats follow suite.

When he got Draco to pull away, he finally muttered, "S-Slitherin…"

Draco paused, a little shocked, but still smiled. He cupped his face, gently drawing it closer to kiss him once more. It was a short peck , so when Draco just barely separated their lips, he whispered, "Harry…" Then he kissed him hard, licking his lips and nibbling on his tongue when he tried to fight back. Harry soon lost the strength in his arms and could only clutch onto Draco's robe as he took his time taking his breath away.

They exited the forest and reached the nearest Slitherin Quidditch tower. With a simple spell, they found the hidden door and climbed into the hollow structure. Since Harry entered first, he stopped halfway in the square room and gazed up at the tall tower. There was a pair of wooden stairs that circled around the walls going up to the high bleachers. The bright sun was peering through the cloths that covered the entire tower, covering the room in not only bright sunlight, but also a shade of green to resemble the Slitherin team.

As Harry stood with his head up, Draco got behind him and wrapped both arms around him. One hand tugged at the front of his pants while the other gently dragged the tips of his fingers down his neck. Harry shivered and tightened up quickly. Draco nibbled on his ears, making Harry flinch wildly.

"D-Draco…" He turned his head to the side and Draco quickly met his lips. The soft peck quickly turned into an intense make-out where both their heads were moving fast and their tongues were rolling over each other's and fighting. Harry brought his arms up around Draco's shoulder and the other to the back of his white hair. He ran his fingers through it and tugged off his robe while Draco slipped his hand under his shirt and fondled him tightly between his legs.

As Harry started to shudder and squirm from head to toe, Draco removed the brunette's robe and started to unbutton his shirt. One by one, the shirt popped open and revealed his bare chest. He started to twist and pinch one of his nipples until Harry had to pull away to breathe. He tightened his grip on Draco's hair and panted hard as he watched Draco play with his body. He never thought it would be this arousing to watch another pair of hands crawl on his body, sending shivers of delight and messages of desire through his entire being. He felt Draco snicker behind him when he got so hard that his boner was sticking out of his jeans.

"You don't need a drug to turn you on, huh, Harry?" Draco whispered into his ear.

Harry jumped in his arms when he squeezed his crotch tight. "D-Don't say that-ahh!" Harry struggled even further when Draco unbuttoned his pants and grabbed his bare, leaking stiffy. He brought up one of his legs, trying to block Draco from his actions, but it was inevitable. He started to tremble and groan as Draco started to pump him faster and faster. Soon his body jolted in his arms and he moaned. "Ooh, Draco!"

Draco quickly whipped Harry around and shoved him into the wall under the rising staircase. Draco kissed him so hard that he didn't even get the chance to fight back. Their heads turned again and again as they kissed smoothly and slowly. Draco's hand returned to his crotch which he started to stroke until Harry was grunting and panting as they messily kissed. Harry slid one of his hands from Draco's neck down his chest where he did his best to tug it open. When he got his pale chest exposed, he started to run his hand slowly up and down from his collar bone to his navel. When Draco felt himself growing more and more excited, he snatched Harry's hand and shoved it in his own pants. Harry flinched at being forced to do the same as him, but he didn't fight it. He stroked Draco similar to the way he was being rubbed. He squeezed his fingers tight at the tip and loosened as he went down merely to tease him and repeated faster and faster with every passing second.

It wasn't long before Draco was uttering horny cries into their kisses. When they released, they were both panting hard at each other and their faces were covered in masks of lust and desire. Draco started to nibble on Harry's neck once again as he moaned and tried to keep stroking. Their bodies grinded as they rubbed in unison, making the other shiver and groan.

Harry rested his head against the wall, trying to gain control of himself. He caught himself staring at the green around the oven of a room. It reminded him of Slitherin and how his first thought when it came to that class was always Draco. Now that said enemy was licking on his nipples, making him moan. Harry's gaze shifted to the stairs to his left and he thought how so many Slitherin students had been in here to watch the Quidditch players in green play unfairly. Unfairly. That's what Slitherin members were like. Like Draco was when he bite his nipple and squeezed his crotch tight. He was in a room of a Slitherin team, surrounded by colors of the cold hearted, and being pleasured by one of those said people. Yet, as he thought more and more about the wrong situation, the more right it seemed.

Harry found that his hand on Draco's stiffy had stopped and by the time he noticed, Draco was working on removing his pants. He suddenly squeezed his crotch hard, making Harry cry out erotically and jump to the tips of his toes. He was aroused by the fierce, wild animal-like gaze Draco had as he stared straight into Harry's silver pools while he dragged his tongue from his navel up to his chest. The motion was too much for the brunette and he tensed up and let out a strong moan. As he spilled into Draco's hand, his eyes couldn't escape from Draco's, confirming that he was the captured prey that had purposely jumped into the trap.

Draco smirked as he watched Harry come and was entertained by the way he went utterly limp in his arms. His knees trembled and finally gave in, sliding down the wall until Draco caught him on his knees. He settled him on his lap as their eyes stayed in a strong lock. He then cupped the brunettes wildly blushing face and gave him a long, simple, but meaningful kiss. Harry relaxed from the peck. He found it nice how Draco didn't have to be rough to show some passion.

When they pulled apart, Draco's face grew straight with determination and he put his hands to Harry's waist. "I'm coming in," he whispered and made Harry choke on a short gasp.

Although he wasn't prepared, Harry helped Draco by raising his hips just high enough for Draco line himself up, and gave away his strength to let Draco do as he pleased. He shoved Harry down from his shoulders as he thrusted his hips up. Harry groaned then cried out viciously as the pain forced its tight way inside. Draco struggled to keep Harry down while he pushed hard off the ground until he was completely standing on his knees. Harry came off the ground and was pushed harshly into the wall as Draco shoved himself completely inside Harry.

The heat returned as the pleasure doubled. Harry clawed at the wall behind him and squeezed the very life out of Draco's shoulder. The tears that he was holding in since they entered the tower finally streamed down his cheeks where he immediately tried to hide his face. Draco, however, had already saw them and he pulled Harry's red, wet face towards him. Using his thumb, he wiped away the tears the best he could.

"I'm sorry," Draco said softly and dried his face. "Does it hurt?"

He wasn't used to it since it was only the second time, but he was learning quick on how to resettle his breath when Draco came inside. So he panted and only nodded to his question. "I-I was… still a little sore from… f-from the first time, so…"

Draco smiled and kissed his way up to his neck. "I'm sorry. I'll be gentle, ok?"

Harry chuckled slightly as Draco grabbed his waist. "Y-Yeah, right-Ahh!"

Draco held his waist down as tight as possible and he started bouncing roughly under him. Harry moaned and clung to his head instantly. "D-Draco! Draco!" He shouted as the pleasure started to rip through him and tear his pride to pieces. He pushed Harry's legs open wider around his waist and thrusted deeper and harder into him. Harry gasped and choked on a shout which resulted in him muttering erotic cries as he tried to regain his breath. Draco stared as the silver pools lined with tears widened then shut close and squeeze tighter the deeper he went. His hand went to the brunette's neck and tugged it down so their lips could meet. As they tried to hold the kiss together, Draco thrusted faster, grinding Harry painfully into the wall as he nibbled on his lips.

As high as the bar of pain was, it was covered by an even higher bar of pleasure. Harry's mind pushed away the stinging at his nerves and focused on the erotic feeling stirring up inside him, like a bubbling volcano ready to explode. He clutched onto Draco tight, leaning down the best he could to kiss Draco harder. Draco then gripped Harry's stiffy hard and made it leak. Harry's head jolted back and he groaned, "D-Don't!" Draco squeezed it tighter, specifically at the wet tip, and thrusted hard to tease him. Harry moaned and tugged at Draco's hair.

Draco paused so Harry could breathe and as soon as he could, he gave Draco a teary glare. "I can't get enough of you." He laughed and licked slowly around his nipple to tease him. Harry grunted and pulled at his hair. "Harry…" Draco whispered sexily to him, his voice traveling like a shiver up to Harry's ear.

Harry shuddered, then gasped as he was suddenly yanked away from the wall. Draco, with his arms wrapped around Harry's waist and back, turned Harry to his right and gently laid him down under the start of the stairs. To his surprise, Harry watched Draco grab his robe, fold it up, and place it under Harry's head. When Harry stared in confusion, Draco smiled and stroked his cheek. "I can't have you hitting your head and getting a concussion now can I?" Harry smiled and grab his wrists behind Draco's head. That's when Draco leaned closer and whispered almost threateningly, "If your unconscious, I can't make you scream like this."

Suddenly, Draco lunged forward, pushed Harry's legs high in the air, and thrusted as far as he could possibly go without breaking the fragile brunette. Harry shouted instantly and yanked his body closer to him. Now Draco grinded on top of him, yanking in and out of him faster than he could control. Harry rocked under him, moaning and panting until his throat hurt. Draco groaned and panted as well at the way Harry squeezed around him, driving him nuts with his warmth and tightness. He felt like he was melting and the moans echoing around him were enough to drive him over the edge.

The volcano inside Harry had reached the top and his body was twitching and trembling as a warning. He grabbed Draco's face to meet his eyes where his tongue rolled over Harry's and kissed him hard. He didn't need to tell him that he was about to burst because Draco was in line right next to him. He pinned Harry's shoulder to the ground and held himself far inside his hot, tight body until the pleasure he had been saving up was released. Harry came as well, crying out like an animal as he did till they were both splattered in the white substance.

Harry went completely limp and wrapped his arms around Draco as he laid down upon him. They both panted deeply for a minute without saying anything until they could breathe straight. Harry's attention caught on the Slitherin colors again and he looked down to the white hair moving with his uneven breathing.

"Hey, Draco…" he said, even though his breathing was still off.

"Hm?" He grunted tiredly.

Harry hesitated for a second, reconsidering his statement. Yet, he knew he wasn't going to rest easy until he said it. So he dropped his head back down and forced the words out. "Don't leave me, okay?"

Draco was surprised by the innocent words and he paused for a moment. He then pushed himself up so he could meet his silver eyes with his gold ones. Ever so slowly, a smirk crawled onto his face. "Are you kidding?" He tugged Harry's face quickly forward as if to kiss him roughly, but he abruptly stopped his lips above the brunette's to tease him. "You're in my trap now," he whispered, glancing from his eyes to his lips. "You're not ever getting out."

Harry collided their lips which Draco quickly accepted and hugged him tighter to him. With the stuffiness of the tower, the bright green light, and the passionate kiss from his mortal enemy, Harry truly felt like he was under some kind of spell.

Harry forced a smile as he tried his hardest to ignore the pain in his rear. Hermione and Ron were with him, of course, and they walked down the halls to their dorms. At the end of the hall, Hermione turned to him sharply and gave him a quick hug that knocked him off balance, causing strain to his back and shocking his nerves like he was whacked with a whip.

"Goodnight, Harry."

"Night, Hermione," he struggled out and rubbed his back slyly.

Ron hugged her, giving her a quick peck on the forehead as they released. "G'night, Hermione."

"Goodnight…" She gave the boys a flirtatious wave as she headed down the girls' dorm hall.

Ron sighed after watching her leave, shoved his hands in his pockets, and turned to walk with Harry to the boys' dorm.

"Hey, slow down a bit, will ya?" Harry asked, walking slower than before.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I just have a bad ache, is all… Hurts to walk…" He blushed as he explained, trying not to sound too weird about it. But Ron didn't question so Harry said no more.

They didn't get far before the slightly flustered and tired Neville Longbottom came rushing down the hall. "Harry!" He panted. "It's about time I found you…"

Harry was a bit relieved to stop, but he felt the urge to drop to the floor from the weakness in his legs. "You were looking for me?"

Neville nodded and he caught his breath. "Luna wants to talk to you."

"What for?" Ron questioned.

Neville shrugged slightly. "She said it's really important. She said she saw you and Draco in the Slitherin Quidditch tower at lunch…"

Hehe, cliffhanger! Sorry folks but I had to. To find out, read the fourth chapter! Unfortunately, there will be a slightly longer wait than usual due to sports xP I'll have it done by Tuesday, I promise! (Wednesday at the latest) See you soon!