Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, Female/Female and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies,Drug use (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Colin/Harry, Seamus/Draco, Draco/Colin (Possible foursome) Ginny/Hermione, Ron/Padma, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Fred/George, Fred/George/Harry, Dennis/ Colin, Nott/Blaise/Draco and possibly more later.
AN: Tons of sexual content in this chapter, you have been warned!
. . .story begins . . .
Harry walked three times in front of a wall on the seventh floor. A door appeared and he hesitantly went in. Harry smiled. It was perfect. A blue couch and two matching armchairs. Between the arm chairs was a table with photo's spread all about it. In front of the table was a lit fireplace, the flames casting a bright amber glow about the room. The whole area was carpeted in a material that felt like you sunk into it.
Harry had changed into his pyjamas before leaving under his invisibility cloak earlier that evening. He wore a black shirt that actually fit and black sweatpants that were still a little big. Harry kicked off his shoes and placed his feet on the table. There was still five minutes before Draco would show, if he even did.
A picture fell off the table fluttering to the floor. Harry took his feet off the table, leaned down and lifted the moving photo. His eyes widened and he felt as if they were glued to the women in the movie like photo. He grunted and lightly bit his lip eyes slightly glazing over.
"Not bad I suppose Potter" Harry jumped dropping the photo. Draco smirked watching the pink travel from his cheeks, across his nose, to his ears and neck. Draco raised a brow. "Well move over"
Harry shifted to the left, making room for Draco. The couch was small, he believed it was a 'love seat'. His nose scrunched up and he bit his lip harder. When Draco sat, Harry's right thigh was pressed to Draco's left, shoulders almost touching.
Draco leaned forward, eyes sweeping across the table before finding a picture he liked and swooped it up. He sucked in a breath and pulled at his lip with his teeth. Draco crouched forward a little more and pulled his left leg up, so his foot was resting on the edge of it, in order to hide his growing erection from Harry.
Harry felt as if he couldn't peel his eyes off of him. He watched Draco's eyes glaze over and chew his lip, Harry's own lip was starting to hurt and he briefly wondered if it was bleeding. Draco's leg had slowly slid up and Harry's eyes traveled. He caught a small glimpse of a tent forming in the blonds pants before his leg blocked the view. Both boys breathing began to become laboured. Harry's own body was responding to Draco's. Harry turned back to the table and picked up a random photo. His eyes widened, almost falling out of his head.
The picture began to transform from two long haired brunette women to himself and Draco. Harry had to try his hardest to hold in his moan as his erection began to twitch. Photo Harry was being pinned down to a soft looking bed by Draco. He watched as Draco's lips began to make a path along his neck, hand sliding up his shirt.
The real Harry drew in a sharp breath and felt something warm fall down his chin.
"Damn Potter! I know this is odd but if you re going to bite your damn lip off, I'd rather you'd just moan! The hell are you looking at!?" Harry's eyes snapped to Draco's confused expression and quickly hid the photo behind him. He released his lip and wiped his chin, looking at the blood on his hand.
"Fuck" he whispered, standing. He clutched the picture tight, continuing to hide it from Draco and willed the room for a mirror. One appeared in front of him and he finished cleaning his face off. Harry looked down at the photo and squeezed his eyes shut.
The photo Draco had been working on Photo Harry's pyjama bottoms. Harry looked in the full length mirror and let his eyes travel down to his nether regions. He let an annoyed breath out threw his nose.
Draco raised his eyebrow but the action went missed by Harry. He too was looking at Harry's nether regions and felt a pull in his own. Draco looked back to the photo in his hand and watched as it continued from where he left off, only the man and woman began to change. He ripped the photo in half when he realized it was himself and Harry. Draco looked at the table, all of them were of himself and Harry. He stood abruptly and moved to the door, turned the knob, only it refused to open.
Harry jumped when Draco ripped the photo and looked at him. He watched his cold gray eyes run across the table before widening. Draco stood and flew to the door in record time but it would not open.
"DAMMIT!" He knew his voice was higher than normal. Draco heard movement from behind him and he froze. The blond knew Harry was moving to the table. He closed his eyes as he heard a gasp emit from that direction, but was confused as it was followed by a quiet moan. Perhaps they turned back to normal? Draco turned around to see Harry's eyes still glued to the photos sprawled out. He tentatively looked down and flinched, they were still of him and Harry. Then it clicked in. Potter moaned at the photo's so did he see something different? Or... No he wouldn't even think of the alternate.
Harry carefully walked over to the table and glanced down. He allowed a gasp to leave his mouth when he noticed they were similar to his own, only different situations. A moan left his throat and he shivered. He turned his head and his lust filled gaze landed upon Draco's nervous one.
"U-um, M-Malfoy?" Draco's eyes widened. Harry was seeing the same thing. He tried the door again, pulling franticly, letting a frustrated noise leave his lips. A hand on his shoulder caused him to stiffen and close his eyes. Draco swallowed thickly and willed his erection to go away, of course, he was hard enough that Hagrid in a bikini would do nothing for him. The hand pulled in a feeble attempted to turn him around. Draco kept his eyes closed and allowed Harry to turn him to face the other boy. The hand on his shoulder began to travel down his chest and his eyes opened, a shaky breath leaving his mouth. He re-closed them when he felt that second hand.
Harry slowly walked up to Draco and was planning to just make him stop abusing the door before he hurt himself. However, when his hand touched that shoulder, all his intentions changed, instead he found himself turning the man around. Draco's eyes opened and a gaze full of so much passion met his own. Harry's left hand carefully touched Draco's hip and his palm began to slide along and to the center of the other's back.
He couldn't take it anymore, Harry's hands were driving him crazy. Draco was positive that the other boy didn't realize that his right hand was repeatedly rubbing his nipple, causing even more sensation to run through him, almost as if there was a directed line from his hardening but, to his cock.
Harry's eyes widened, almost comically, when he was spun around, back slamming into the door. Nervous eyes looked and he shrunk back, only to relax a second later. The look in Draco's eyes wasn't one of anger or a promise of pain, but sheer desire. Draco leaned in and he soon felt breath on his lips. Their eyes were still locked when their lips finally touched.
Draco pulled away a fraction of a centimetre before closing his eyes and slamming his mouth back down against Harry's. His tongue slipped out and licked at Harry's bottom lip. The younger male slowly opened his mouth and both boys felt a moan bubble out when tongues touched for the very first time. From there the kiss became frantic. Draco's hands squeezed Harry's waist in an almost painful grasp, whilst Harry's slid to the front of Draco's and grabbed the material, pulling him closer.
Harry gasped, breaking the kiss when his erection brushed against Draco's leg. Draco's own member had rubbed against Harry's stomach and he moaned. Their eyes locked, both boys panting and Draco's head dropped forwards, lips pressing to a spot right behind Harry's left ear. Harry's eyes closed and his left hand moved to Draco's hair whilst his right when to his waist.
"Fuck" he whispered as Draco sucked his earlobe into his mouth. Harry groaned and unconsciously bucked against the taller boy. His eyes opened, glasses askew as Draco's lips began to move further down his neck. The blond didn't stop until he reached the junction between Harry's neck and should. Then Draco bit. Harry let out a howl and squeezed his eyes shut, body shaking ever so slightly.
Draco smirked at the reaction and licked the spot he bit before sucking against it. . . hard. The hand in his hair tightened and pulled. Draco listened carefully as Harry's breathing picked up. The boy was practically hyperventilating and had begun to grind against him. Draco finally lifted his head after a few more sucks and closed his mouth back over Harry's turning him around and backing him up until they both fell , landing on the bed from Harry's photo.
They broke apart long enough for Draco to drag Harry up the bed, straddling him, before violently pulling the younger one's shirt off. Draco latched onto Harry's left nipple and lightly grazed his teeth along it. How did that saying go again? Ah yes, pay back's a bitch. The hand returned to his hair and the free one reached as far down Draco's back as it could.
Harry reached down Draco's back, panting, and began to pull the material up. Eventually he got fed up and used both hands to yank it up, nails scarping Draco's back.
Draco shuddered at the scratch, sat up helping Harry remove his shirt. He locked his eyes with Harry's and slowly lowered himself down, making sure that their clothed erections pressed together. Draco hissed and thrust forward making sure to keep his eyes locked with Harry's and watched as the younger one's became lidded, panting, moaning, and bucking wildly against him. Draco matched the other's sloppy thrusts and felt that familiar burning in the pit of his stomach.
"!" Harry panted and his eyes rolled to the back of his head, said head also rolling back. He arched off the bed, mouth open in a silent scream. Draco's own orgasm hit just as Harry's body began to spasm before collapsing. He felt his own semen coating his thighs in his Pyjamas and collapsed onto Harry, allowing all of his body weight to press the other into the bed.
Harry's Orgasm hit him hard, harder than it ever had, harder than he thought possible. His back had arched and he swore it was going to break. The brunette's body shook and collapsed, soon followed by the weight of Draco's on top of him. He let out a long low moan and opened his eyes, hands still on Draco's back, said man still panting in his ear.
"Holy fucking shit" Draco whispered. He didn't want to move, didn't want to break the spell, but he knew he had to. Draco slowly lifted his head up and looked into Harry's eyes.
"Not gay eh?" he smirked, Harry glared, but before he could say a comeback Draco's lips were pressing softly against his, barely touching. Harry's eyes flutters close and he sighed. Draco pulled back and chuckled.
"You know Malfoy? I could say the same to you" Harry responded a hint of a smile on his face, but shining out his eyes. Draco laughed, an actual whole hearted laugh.
"I never said I wasn't" Draco looked into those green eyes and felt himself being lost in them. He watched as Harry licked his lips and tentatively leaning up, licking Malfoy's as well. Draco's breath hitched and slowly slid his tongue out to lick at Harry's lip, only to have the other boy's mouth open and a tongue join his own. Draco leaned down, encasing their tongues in his mouth and groaned.
"I'm all sticky, and it s very uncomfortable." Harry whispered, face scrunched up. Draco chuckled and rolled off of him. He reached over and straitened said boy's glasses for him before stretching, very much like a cat.
"We should put our shirts on and go back to the common room,. Its gotta be at least one, and if I'm not there in the morning, Snape will kill me." Harry nodded, sitting up and searching for his shirt, Draco doing the same. Soon they both had their shirts on and were headed to the door. Draco walked Harry down to the floor his common room was on, only having to hide from Filtch once.
Harry looked at Draco and bit his lip. "What now?" he whispered, switching between Draco's eyes.
"Well Potter, now is when we go our separate ways, sleep, wake up, piss, eat and do whatever we do after that" Draco said with a smirk, Harry just rolled his eyes.
"No you bloody wanker. Us." the last word was so quiet Draco had to strain his ears to hear.
"We tell no one. We act like nothing happened. Got it?" Harry nodded. "Good. Well, night Potter" Draco said but didn't budge.
"Y-yea, night M-Malfoy." Harry's eyes were on his hands that were fidgeting with his cloak. He heard a sigh from the other before a hand was on his chin, lifting his head. They locked eyes briefly before Draco lightly kissed Harry's lips.
"Sleep well Potter" he whispered before turning and walking down to the dungeons, a small smile on his face. Harry turned the opposite direction and walked the remaining two minutes to the portrait hole, saying the password and heading to his room. He made sure to change his bottoms before sleeping, and wondered if Draco did too.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Next chapter will be rated 'M' yet again . . . enjoy :D