Losing The Game

Warning/disclaimer: All recognizable Harry Potter characters and places are not mine, They belong to J.K., I\'m just borrowing them and will give them back later slightly worse for the wear but perfectly fine. I make no money off this, please don\'t sue etc, etc.

~. . .~ song lyrics
\". . .\" talking or quotes from a person, letter, or book
\'. . .\' thoughts

Losing The Game CH 9- Secrets Revealed

~I can see we\'re thinkin\' bout the same things.
Yes, I see your expression when the phone rings.
We both know there\'s something happening here
There\'s no sense in dancing round the subject
A wound gets worse when it\'s treated with neglect
Well don\'t turn now there\'s nothing here to fear.
You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby.~

Draco woke slowly, taking in a deep, stretching every muscle in his arms and legs separately. His right hand slid out until it encountered warm flesh. He opened his eyes and turned his head with a smile. He rolled over carefully so he wouldn\'t wake his bed partner, taking in the delicious honey skinned Gryffindor sprawled on his belly. He reached out and lightly trailed his fingers down over Harry\'s shoulder then slowly over his back pausing at the dip in his spine. He grinned when Harry wiggled and let out a soft pleasure sound.

Harry shifted awake under the fingers running over his skin sending tingles throughout his body. He could feel something inside him, in his head, a solid presence that wasn\'t there before. It was at the same time foreign and familiar. He pushed out at the presence and heard Draco gasp. He settled then knowing for sure who and what it was. This was something to be explored later, right now all that was important was the sensation of Draco\'s hands running over him. After he shifted he felt the touches move down over the backs of his thighs. He spread his legs hoping for more contact and was rewarded with Draco moving to sit between them. The teasing fingers paused at the bottom of his bum then smoothed over the sensitive skin making Harry moan.

Crack!

The flat of the Slytherin\'s palm came down onto one cheek in a firm smack. Harry gasped and shoved up onto his elbows to give Draco a surprisingly lustful look. The other hand whacked the other cheek making Harry\'s bum sting then flood with a heat that rushed to other, growing, parts of his body. A single word fell from his lips, his voice graveled and husky from sleep and arousal.

\"More.\"

Draco licked his lips, fingers caressing over the pinked flesh. He bit down when Harry arched his delectable ass up into his hands. Both hands came down at once causing the brunette to cry out and wiggle his hips, rubbing his cock into the silken sheets. He smacked three more times in quick secession then rubbed over his bum. His thumb tips moved over the now ultra sensitive skin, dipping between to spread him open, teasing the sweet little pucker.

\"You have the hottest arse, did you know that? It\'s so plush in my hands. You look so good like this, all spread for me, just aching for me to fuck you. I can feel it you know, feel how bloody hard my hands on your ass makes you. Mmm, I can feel just how much you love getting spanked by a nasty Slytherin like me. You\'re such a dirty boy, Harry.\"

He shivered at Draco\'s soft purr of the words dirty and nasty. He wantonly pushed his bum up into the air, a whimper escaping his lips. He cried out and shoved back hard as he felt the blonde\'s throbbing head brush into the flesh of his ass, slick with precum. The next thing he felt was a slippery digit pressing past into the tight clench of his arse.

\"Oh, Merlin, Dray, more. Oh, God, more!\"

\"Patience, Pet, we\'ll get there. I\'ll be fucking your nice tight arse before you know it.\"

Draco slid his finger in and out of Harry\'s melting heat. Just the feel of that firm muscle giving as he added another finger was enough to make him groan and throb. It had seemed like ages since he felt this and he couldn\'t wait to be deep in this fiery channel again. Harry\'s moans and whimpers were making waiting until he was prepared particularly difficult. In went a third finger and he curled them downward and rubbed making Harry push up onto his knees.

\"Fuck, Dray! Now, I need you in me now!\"

He thrust his fingers faster. \"You sure, love?\"

Harry growled, glaring over his shoulder and shoved back onto his hand. \"Yes, yes, please!\"

Draco tutted and raised up, rubbing his head between Harry\'s cheeks again. \"So impatient.\"

\"Malfoy, if you don\'t stop being such a prat and stick your dick in my ass I\'m going to hex your hair pink!\"

He gasped. \"You wouldn\'t!\"

\"Try me.\"

Draco scoffed, his hand smacking down hard on the Gryffindor\'s rump. He gripped his hips then thrust into him deeply in one smooth glide. Harry let out a loud cry, falling from his hands to his elbows. He moaned then and rocked back onto then sudden fullness, the feeling sending hot surges of pleasure up his back and into his groin.

\"Mmm, Draco.\"

The Slytherin slid out nearly all the way then thrust back into the heat of Harry. He leaned forward, moving into a steadily faster rhythm and licked at the brunette\'s back, nipping lightly.

\"So good, Harry, so very goood.\"

Harry pushed back into every thrust forcing him in deeper, harder, making him hit that spot that made his eyes roll back. He then pushed at the slight barrier in his head and broke through it causing Draco to cry out and thrust even faster. Harry groaned, feeling what Draco felt as well, his cock feeling like it was encased in clenching, liquid fire while his bum was being thoroughly pounded.

The blonde bit Harry hard on the shoulder then let go, his husky whisper mouthed over the wet skin. \"So good, mmm, so close. Cum for me, Harry, cum hard!\"

\"Yes, ah, Dray!\"

\"Now, cum now!\" Draco growled, slamming into him once, twice then again, his hot flood of pleasure filling Harry up.

Harry shoved back into the thrusts as he released his white sticky cum all over himself and the sheets. He kept wiggling his hips as Draco clutched him tightly through the after shocks. They shifted onto their sides together, the blonde still cuddled close the brunette. Harry tugged a pillow under his head with a chuckle.

\"What a way to wake up.\"

Draco smiled, nuzzling Harry\'s sweaty shoulder. \"Mm, yes, I can\'t believe you\'re so kinky, being a Gryffindor and all.\"

He blinked. \"How did you know I would like the spanking?\"

\"I don\'t know, I just did.\"

Harry frowned, \'I wonder what sorts of stuff he likes?\' Suddenly random pictures flashed through his head. The first was of himself tied to the bed while he licked slowly across his own body, the next was again of himself wearing an incredibly tight pair of black leather pants that were undone, his cock standing proudly out of his fly as he stroked himself in what seemed to be a darkened corner of a public club. Then there was yet another of him tied over a table, his legs spread wide, back arched pleading softly.

\'What the . . . fantasies, these are Draco\'s fantasies of me.\' Harry\'s eyes went wide and he rolled over to face Draco.

\"You want to fuck me while I\'m wearing a skirt?!\"

Draco gaped at him. \"How did you . . . It\'s not a bloody skirt it\'s a kilt!\"

\"It\'s a skirt!\"

\"Plaid, so it\'s a kilt, you happen to have nice legs. Anyway how in Merlin\'s name did you know that?\"

\"I just thought what would Draco like and I got all these images in my head.\"

Draco\'s eyes lit up. \"It\'s the Bond.\"

He closed his eyes a look of concentration on his face.

Harry frowned, worriedly. \"Draco, what are you . . .\"

His grey orbs popped open in shock. \"You caught Weasel wanking in the shower! That\'s so disgusting! And you had a wet dream about Snape, eeeewwww!\" A look of worry replaced the disgust. \"Why didn\'t you tell me there was a prophecy about you? I can\'t believe it\'s you or no one who can kill that scaly bastard. You\'re only seventeen! How can they expect this of you? He\'ll kill you, you know that, nothing will stop him!\"

Draco sat up then scrambled off the bed, tugging on his dirty pajama pants. Harry watched him worriedly, he didn\'t like the vibes he was getting from him. The Slytherin went into the bathroom and came out with Harry\'s clothes in his arms. He tossed them onto the bed, his face the picture of resolve.

\"Get dressed. Go get all your clothes and your broom. We\'ll leave. Go where they can\'t find us. To the states, live as muggles. It can\'t be that hard, right? You did it, so did Granger or no France! I have a cousin in France! Do you speak French? Of course not, but you\'ll learn!\"

\"Draco.\"

\"No, America\'s better. You already speak English somewhat.\"

Harry crawled off the bed, stopping his frantic sock searching with a hand on his elbow. \"Draco! Stop. It\'ll be ok.\"

The blonde shoved his hand away, his eyes wide and frantic. \"No, Harry, no! It won\'t, you\'ll die and I\'ll be all alone again! I can\'t do that, not now that I know what happy feels like. I can\'t lose you!\"

Harry gaped at him, the sheer well of fear flowing up from their connection caused his stomach to clench and involuntary tears to spill down his cheeks. He pulled Draco to him wrapping an arm tight around his waist, the other tipping his chin up so he could look into his eyes. He let his own feelings swell, forcing out the blonde\'s fear, replacing it with the confidence and contentment he\'d woken up with.

\"Draco, I\'m not going anywhere. Everything will be ok, you\'ll see. Voldemort will go down, he\'ll die, I can feel it. You know how I know? Because I happen to have several vicious Slytherins in my corner but mostly it\'s because I know you are beside me. You make me strong, give me the will to live. We will find him and we will kick his scaly fucking arse.\"

A smile spread across Draco\'s lips and he started to laugh. \"That\'s it? That\'s your pep talk? We\'ll kick his arse? Wow, now I know why Weasley was made captain instead of you.\"

\"You are such a git!\" Harry fell back onto the bed, pulling Draco with him.

Draco wiggled with a grin. \"I may be a git but I\'m YOUR git. Now as much as I love feeling your hot body under mine I would really love some food right now. You know to refuel and all.\"

Harry opened his mouth to agree when his stomach let out a loud rumble. He grinned his cheeks slightly pink.

\"I do believe that was an agreement.\"

The Gryffindor squirmed out from under Draco who sprawled onto his back. Harry pulled on his boxers and jeans. He looked at Draco after pulling on his jumper.

\"Did you want to try to make it to breakfast or eat here?\"

One platinum brow raised in derision. \"Do I look like I\'m dressed for breakfast in the Great Hall?\"

Green eyes slid slowly over the milky ripples that made up the Slytherin\'s bare belly. Draco shivered, the heat in Harry\'s gaze was causing things low in his belly to tingle yet again. His lips tilted up slightly and he slid his fingertip over his own pale flesh. Then he ran it along the waist of his silk pajama bottoms that were resting very low on his hips barely covering his interesting bits. One digit dipped under the silk and Harry took a deep breath.

\"Draco, do you want to eat or not? Because doing that is not going to get you fed anytime soon.\"

He smirked. \"No?\"

\"No, but it will get you turned onto your belly and shagged within an inch of your life.\"

\"Hmph, not before I eat, yeah?\"

Harry laughed then closed his eyes, making his needs known to the room. A loud pop sounded and there was Dobby smiling at him.

\"You called for Dobby, Harry Potter, sir?\"

\"Yes, Dobby, I was hoping you could bring us some breakfast. We are very hungry.\"

\"But it is nearing lunch time, Harry Potter, sir.\"

Harry gasped. \"It is? Wow. Um, bring us some lunch then?\"

\"I will, Harry Potter, sir! Right away!\"

There was another loud pop and Dobby disappeared. Harry looked at Draco taking in the slight frown.

\"Draco?\"

He blinked. \"I never knew it was you who set Dobby free. My father raged over it for weeks but he never actually said what happened.\" He sat up and rubbed over his face. \"I\'ll need to go see Snape soon and discuss what happened.\"

\"Do you want me to go with you?\"

\"No, I\'d rather go alone. Besides you\'ll know what he says sooner or later right?\"

Harry opened his mouth to respond but was cut short by Dobby\'s return. The house elf was holding a platter of sandwiches and a pitcher of pumpkin juice. He set it on a table that had appeared between the chairs near the fireplace.

\"Is this being sufficient for you, Harry Potter, sir? Dobby is unable to be bringing you anything else until after lunch.\"

\"Yes, Dobby, it\'s perfect. Thank you.\"

Dobby gave a little bow but didn\'t leave. He fidgeted with his oversized child\'s shirt and took a step towards the bed, bat like ears curled back submissively. \"Dobby has brought Young Master Draco his favorite sandwich. Roast beef and Swiss on wheat with extra mayonnaise and a dab of horseradish. I is remembering you liked that and am hoping it is still so.\"

Draco\'s eyes went wide and he smiled slightly, inclining his head a touch. Dobby smiled and gave a happy little bounce.

\"If you is needing anything else just call and I will come.\"

He left with another loud crack leaving the teens to their meal. both boys sat down in the chairs and began to eat. Harry piled all the wheat bread sandwiches to the side for Draco to consume, not having a liking for horseradish himself. The blonde bit hungrily into the food with a happy sigh. He had eaten two and was starting a third when he paused for breath. Harry watched him with a smile stuffing in his own lunch. Draco starved was even a picture of aristocratic breeding, every bit while quickly chewed and swallowed was small and concise. His normally storm cloud eyes were very blue as he ate and thought.

\"What did you over hear last night?\"

\"You could just probe for it, why ask?\"

His pale face went stiff. \"I couldn\'t guarantee what I would get. Your mind and memories are a place I would rather not be exploring this morning. Besides it\'s an invasion of privacy, I\'d be rather put out if you went through all my memories without permission.\"

Harry nodded, taking another bite before he spoke. \"It wasn\'t much really just Snape telling Dumbledore that there\'s a traitor in Gryffindor and a spy in Slytherin.\"

Draco made a sound in his throat. \"Slytherin I know about, Zabini is NOT a good spy. Gryffindor is surprising though considering everyone who is old enough are friends with you but the comment in my father\'s letters make more sense now.\"

\"Letters?\"

\"Yeah, he and my mother sent one remember? He said that the house of serpents can be a dangerous place but never more so then the lions den.\"

\"So, he knew?\"

\"He must have had an idea.\" He finished his last sandwich and stood. \"I should talk to Snape about Zabini and see if he has any theories about the Gryffindor traitor.\"

Harry smiled eyeing him up and down. \"In that?\"

Draco looked down at his bare chest and dirty pajama bottoms with a sigh of disgust. \"I need my clothes, do you think the room will get me some?\"

Harry just pointed at the bed where a set of clothes were now laid out. Draco picked up the fresh pair of underwear, putting them on, then the black slacks and grey button down shirt. The shoes were shoved on and he got up, going to Harry who was still in the chair by the fire.

\"I\'ll see you at dinner then?\"

Harry nodded. \"Yeah, I know I have some explaining to do with Ron and Hermione.\"

\"Millicent will want to know as well. Greg and Vincent will be curious but they won\'t ask me anything.\"

Draco leaned down his hands going on either side of Harry\'s face. He pressed his lips to the brunette\'s giving him a slow deep kiss. He stood straight after a few minute, caressing Harry\'s cheeks.

\"I\'ll see you later.\"

He gave Harry another quick kiss and left the Room of Requirement. Harry sat for a while then gave a great sigh and made his own way back to his dorm.

Draco paused in the corridor near Snape\'s office, the feeling of being watched had become overwhelming. He cursed silently to himself, \'Damn it, I should have gone to get my wand.\' He stopped suddenly when a cloaked figure appeared in front of him. \'Shit!\' He turned to run and ran smack into yet another cloaked body. \'Shit, shit, shit!\' He was shoved back hard enough to send him sprawling to the floor. He glared at the two pointing was at him, standing slowly.

\"What the fuck is going on? Who are you?\"

\"That isn\'t something you really need to know, now is it, Malfoy?\"

\"Zabini, you really are cracked if you thought I wouldn\'t be able to tell it was you. I\'d know that irritating nasal whine anywhere. Now what the fuck do you think you\'re doing? Lower your wand this instant!\"

Zabini threw back the hood of his cloak. His pale cheeks were flushed pink from anger. The other person kept his silence, the shadows of the hood hiding any facial features.

\"You know, Malfoy, I can\'t decide if that arrogance comes from bravery or sheer stupidity.\"

Draco sneered. \"Well, I for one know that your actions as of late come from your inability to think for yourself. Step aside, Blaise, and I just might let you get off easy for this.\"

\"Stupidity it is then. Petrificus Totalus!\"

Draco lunged to the side a slit second before the spell reached him. He scrambled to his feet and made to dash past the unknown figure. He let out a cry when he was yanked back by his hair. The slightly taller person threw him down hard onto the ground.

\"Impedimenta! Zabini, you sodding wanker! You should know better then to have it out with him. Our orders are to take him back to the Dark Lord! Potter must pay for what he\'s done to me and my brother!\"

The hood was thrown back revealing familiar mousy brown hair and delicate features. Draco gaped at him as runed manacles were clicked around his wrists.

\"Creevey?\"

Icy blue eyes glared into the Slytherins and Draco shivered. This Gryffindor was definitely off his rocker. He kicked Draco in the side then pulled him up by his hair.

\"Potter was supposed to be mine, you disgusting serpent slime. Now he\'s been tainted with your filthy body and dark arts. You\'ll die for contaminating him but not before you lead him to the Dark Lord. He wants him to watch you die you see, so he\'ll suffer more.\"

Draco spat at him. \"He won\'t. I\'ll tell him it\'s a trick, he\'ll know not to come!\"

Colin took a vial out of his pocket and held it up for Draco to see. \"Not if your unconscious, he won\'t.\"

Draco glared, thinking quickly. Creevey had a point. The only way he could contact Harry while he was unconscious was while he was asleep. It put their minds on the same plain so to speak.\'Harry!\' He felt the call be batted away like an annoying gnat. \'Not now, Draco!\' He struggled violently as Blaise held his nose closed and Creevey pried open his mouth. After at least a minute of struggling he opened his mouth to take in air, choking on the purplish liquid. \'Shit!\' He yanked on his connection to his bondmate, getting the Gryffindor\'s attention.

\'Harry! They\'ve got me! The spies, the other one\'s Creevey! They\'re taking me to Voldemort, it\'s a trap! Get . . . Snape. Don\'t . . .\'

He had time to think one more curse and then the blackness took him down into the depths of unconsciousness.

TBC~

i am sooooooooooooo sorry you guys! My life has been hella busy this past month not to mention i got the WORST case of writer\'s block on this chapter! i feel so incredibly bad about not getting it done sooner but it was like trying to squeeze blood from a turnip, my muse was just NOT co-operating. she went off on her own with these two other fics and dragged me along for the ride. Thanks so much to all my reviewers! you guys made me feel the guilt that kept me trying to work on this when i wanted to give up. thankies to Fefs, Reyn, Shame Ness, Amanda, Remi, Catriona Malfoy, Queen mAlice, and Mito! I love you all so much hehe! mucho huggles!