Most Unlikely

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A/N Ok, sorry to disturb you before getting the next chapter but I wanted to say a few things. 1. I’m sorry the last chapter was so raunchy, and if the songs didn’t appeal to you I’m sorry, but La La was on TV and I thought, Hey, that would work. 2. I’m sorry that these past two chappies have been a little –off- but starting back to school and work, my mind has been in other places. I really do promise though, now that things are falling back in line that they are getting good.

Recap: Dean has just cut in on Harry and Draco’s dance, will Draco let him? Harry and Draco’s special night is coming, and what is in store for them, does Dean have a trick up his sleeve? Buahaha. This chapter is good and I love you all, keep reviewing. Oh, some people were also wondering why Harry wasn’t caught beating of his blonde stallion, Its says that ‘the fog devoured their lower halves’. Hehe. *drool*


The Aftermath


Draco’s attitude changed, and it changed fast as Harry pleaded that he didn’t make a scene and just let Dean have his few minutes of glory. Draco reluctantly dropped Harry’s arms and scowled at Dean, before kissing his lover once more, their relationship now quite obvious to the other people at the ball, and sulked off, making sure he kept one eye on the intruder.

Harry took Dean by the lower back and Dean rested his shaking hands on Harry’s shoulders. Both boys seemed to be a little nervous but Dean was shaking quite noticeably. Perhaps it was the fact that he was dancing with the boy he has had a crush on nearly his entire Hogwarts life.

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Draco sulked off to the back table where Blaise was sitting with his date; Patunia. He dropped himself down in the small chair and locked his eyes on his lover and the other boy who stole him away from him. Blaise could see that Draco was angered about the situation, almost nervous looking.

“Hey mate, everything alright?” Zabini threw him a concerned look.

Draco nodded his head slowly. “Y-yeah, everything is fine, just waiting for Harry to finish up with that crack head Thomas.” Bliase furrowed a brow and looked across the dance floor, finally seeing Harry swaying gently to the soft music, Dean with him. Blaise jumped up off his chair and stormed over to Draco punching him in the arm. “Ow!”

“Gods Draco! What the fuck is your problem! Why the fuck are you letting Dean dance with Harry?! He’s yours!” Zabini’s voice cracked.

“Gods mate, shut up and don’t fucking tell me what to do.” Draco sneered and rubbed his arm which was sure to bruise now. “This will give me some time to get ready for Harry anyways.”

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Harry kept conversation with Dean as he danced but found himself just nodding or saying “Yea, Mmmhm” to the other boy, straining his head to see what Draco was up too. His heart was pounding ferociously, standing in the arms of the boy who confessed his love to him, in a bathroom only a couple months ago.

“So Harry, what do you and Draco have planned for tonight?”

Harry could hear a slight sneer in Dean’s voice but shook it out of his head and smiled, replying. “Oh, wha, oh I think we are just going to hang out.”

The boys continued dancing, Harry couldn’t believe how long the song seemed to take, but most of all how much he missed being in the arms of his lover. Dean’s shaking slowed as the song was nearing the end.

Dean looked Harry straight in the face; all emotion was gone as he forcefully pulled Harry into him closely. “Harry, listen to me.”

Harry pushed himself back, struggling to try and free himself from Dean’s grip. The other boy wouldn’t budge; he was extremely powerful, which Harry never realized. “Fuck Dean, let go, you’re hurting me.”

Dean only held Harry tighter. “Harry please, I need to tell you something…” Dean’s voice was growing impatient and was cracking slightly. Harry only tried to pull away harder. “Harry stop, Please listen to me!”

Harry finally pulled his wrists free from Dean’s grip and pushed him hard in the chest. “Fucking Christ Dean! Stay the fuck away from me, I don’t like you and I never will you psychotic fuck.” Harry massaged his wrists that were bright red from Dean’s grip.

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Draco sat impatiently, bouncing his foot on the ground waiting for the song to end so he could take Harry back to his room. “Gods! How long is this fucking song?!” Draco banged his fist down onto the table, making Patunia’s drink tip over and spill its contents onto the table cloth.

Blaise and Patunia both jumped in their seats and turned to Draco. “Mate, maybe you should just head back now, I’m sure Harry will be fine.” Draco strained his head to find Harry but he was lost in the mix of people.

The blonde frowned and nodded. “Tell Harry I’m waiting for him in the room. Give him the password too.” Blaise acknowledged with a nod and a smile.

Draco stood up and walked slowly towards the Great Hall’s doors, putting his hands in his pockets, sighing deeply.

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Harry’s throat was growing very dry, what he said didn’t hit him until Dean’s eye started to fill with tears. Suddenly a fist made contact with his jaw. Harry’s vision went blurry and he felt his stomach flip. “Fuck you Harry! All I’ve ever done was tried to be a good fucking friend!” Dean turned his back to Harry and walked ran the Great Hall exit.

Harry stood in complete shock, rubbing his jaw, trying to make some of the pink go away. Some of the other students only stood in shock, staring at Harry. Fuck Harry, why’d you go and do that now?! Harry dropped his head and shook it slowly and headed off to find his lover.

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Draco slowly tapped the huge oak doors and stood back as they slid open with a slight shudder, light slowly creeping into the Great Hall. Draco waiting anxiously until finally they were open wide enough that he could walk through, out into the main corridor of the school. When he stepped into the entrance hall someone rammed into his shoulder. “Fuck!”

Draco couldn’t make out who the person was, due to the fact that they had their face in their hands and were sobbing. It seemed to be a girl at the least. Draco took a right at the doors and walked down the cold stone steps, past the potions room and around a few corners until he reached his common room. Fearato

Draco stepped slowly into the dimly lit common room. He scanned the room quickly to make sure that none of the house elves had disturbed any of his decorations. Everything was perfect. Draco had a trail of rose petals from the common room entrance up to the dorm steps and into the bedroom. Candles floated slowly, bobbing up and down illuminating the path.

Carefully he walked quickly up into the dorm and closed the heavy door behind him. Draco moved into the center of the room where he had the bed centered, hangings pulled back and tied around the bed posts, and rose petals scattered over its surface. Candles lined the wall and soft music was playing in the background. He had changed the curtains from velvet green to soft red, for Harry.

The blonde headed over to the bedside table and lifted the bottle of champagne that Gruppy had delivered earlier and poured two glasses. Hmm, better see how this stuff taste. Draco slowly lifted the crystal goblet to his lips, tipping the glass upwards.

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Harry pushed through the last crowd of people, finally seeing Blaise with his head on the table, not paying attention to Patunia who was pulling on his shirt to get him to dance. “Come on Blaise! Dance with me!” Blaise spotted Harry and jumped up.

“Harry, mate!” Harry looked up and tried to hide his punched jaw from the other boy.

“Hey Blaise, you seen Draco.” Blaise smiled and patted him on the back.

“Yea, there was a change in plans. He wants you to go up to your common room, says he’ll come get you.” Blaise smiled and turned back to Patunia. Harry shrugged and headed to the doors, still rubbing his cheek. He could hear one of the teachers yelling over the music that there would only be a few more dances before bed time.

Harry stepped out into the bright corridor and headed straight to the grand staircase, taking it’s railing in his right hand and letting it slide through his grip as he made his way up. Some of the portraits that lined the walls sneered or hollered at him for waking them up but Harry only shrugged and at one point flipped the old bag off.

Harry slowly climbed the stairs until he reached the Gryffindor corridor. Walking slowly along the hallway he peered around to make sure that Draco wasn’t waiting behind a statue to scare him or whisk him away in his arms for a long night of passionate love making.

“Oh Draco, I know you down here. Come get me… I’m so horny; my cock is SO hard for you.” Harry teased, peeking behind a large stone sculpture of a knight. Harry was determined that Draco was here to stop him, just like he had so many times before.

Harry frowned, his stomach sort of dropped when he realized that to his surprise, Draco wasn’t hiding, waiting for him to come around a corner and jump out and take him in a passionate kiss. Harry sighed and continued walking.

When Harry reached the portrait of the fat lady, he muttered the password and climbed into the common room. The fires were turned out, so Harry couldn’t see very well. Moving carefully through the common room, Harry found the door to his dorm and climbed in. It was empty; Dean must have been bunking somewhere else, and not wanting to see the man who has broke his heart, not once but twice.

Harry walked across the dorm and slumped down onto his bed. Pulling his shoes and socks off he tossed them over into the corner. Harry slowly slipped his shirt off, revealing his flat smooth chest and rippled, supple delicious abs. Unzipping his jeans Harry pulled them off and slipped his boxers off around his ankles.

He stood naked in the room, his tight firm ass tightening as he thought about Draco sliding his huge cum dripping cock into it, making his own cock stir a little. Harry was very well endowed; his cock was about six inches when he was soft and almost eight when he was hard. His pubic area was covered thinly with hazel colored hair, making his whole groin area sexually delicious.

The raven-haired boy slowly slid his hand down his chest and over his abs, playfully running his hands through his pubes and then onto the base of his cock, massaging it slowly. Oh god, I want him. Harry tried to refrain from beating himself silly, wanting to feel his hoot seed all over his rippled stomach and that wonderful feeling in his stomach. He knew it would be three times as good if Draco did it though.

Slowly Harry pulled on a maroon silk robe and tied it at the waist. Suddenly, a loud pop made Harry jump. Dobby was running towards him.

“Harry Potter sir! Harry!” Dobby’s ears flapped widely as his little frail legs launched himself as fast as he could go.

Harry’s eyes widened and he dropped to his knees. “What’s wrong Dobby?!”

Dobby came to a halt at Harry’s knees. “Sir… Sir…” He rasped for breath. Harry’s heart was pounding waiting for the elf’s answer. “What Dobby, what?!”

Dobby finally rasped out the words that made Harry’s heart sink, rip and explode. “Sir, Mr. Draco is dead.”


To Be Continued


A/N OH! I’m so sorry for doing this to you guys, but it makes the story better. =( I really love you all and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please, if you would like the next one I need MORE reviews. The motivation keeps me writing. If you have any questions or comments you would like to have answered, I urge you to email LoinsofLust@hotmail.com I love ya, to all my supporters and if you want more, review, or no next chapter for you! Buahaahaha.