The Spirited 13 Days of Halloween

31 October, Day Thirteen

When Draco woke up, it was to the feeling of two things. One, there was another piece of parchment beating him over the head, most likely another missive telling him that classes were again cancelled. The other, more pleasant sensation, was the feeling of Harry's cock as it slid between his arse cheeks.

Draco knew which of those he'd rather stay with but he had a feeling that if he didn't read the letter, it wouldn't stop hitting him on the head. With a groan, he sat up, away from Harry who sleepily tried to keep him in bed and he took the letter that was waiting.

Dear Students,

Once again, classes for this morning are cancelled. We are still unable to determine this prank nor are we able to find who did it. Students, if the culprit isn't found, we are unsure if the Ball will be held tonight. For that reason, we ask that the person behind the prank step forward so that we may take steps to reversing this problem.

Have a good morning!

Minverva Mcgonagal
Deputy Headmistress

Draco sighed and shook his head. He went to the bathroom and finished his morning routine before going back to his bedroom. He watched Harry sleep for a few moments before making a decision. He gently shook Harry away and smiled as he watched the dark-haired wizard wake up.

"What's up?" Harry asked.

Draco raised an eyebrow and looked down at Harry's lap where the sheet was tented. "I could say the obvious but, it's something more important. I think you should write a letter to Mcgonagal or Dumbledore and tell them you did it and that it will be gone by tonight."

Harry yawned. "Why?"

Draco put the letter down in Harry's lap. "That's why. They want to make sure that the ball will still happen."

Harry nodded as he read the letter. "Do you have parchment and a quill I could use?"

Draco nodded and fetched both as well as some ink and a lap-table for Harry. He watched the way Harry wrote off a note and then called for a house elf. Once it was off and the writing things put away, Harry pulled Draco back into bed.

"So," Harry drawled, "Another day spent together with no interruptions. What are we to do?"

Draco smiled as Harry settled over him. "I think I want to know what you were dreaming about."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Draco chuckled. "Well, since it was my arse cheeks that your cock was sliding between, I think I have a right to know."

"Well, when you put it that way," Harry said. He kissed Draco softly. "I was dreaming about my hard cock driving home inside that tight arse, making you scream my name until you're hoarse."

Draco groaned. If he was truthful--which he would be if anyone asked--ever since Harry had put his hand in his arse, he had been wondering what it would be like if Harry fucked him. He also felt a sort of emptyness in his arse everytime he wondered. He wanted Harry to take him, fuck him, fill him. It was a bit flowery to put it that way but it was exactly how Draco felt.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked suddenly.

Draco licked his hips and nodded. "Yeah. Harry, I want you to--"

He was interrupted by the arrival of a house elf who deposited their breakfast on the table and then left. Harry turned back to Draco. "What were you saying, love?"

Draco shook his head, his bravery gone. "Nothing." His stomach rumbled, giving him an excuse to hide his sudden cowardice. "Let's eat."

Harry didn't look convinced but he shrugged and went over to the table. Draco sat across from Harry, wondering when he would get that brave again. He did want to have sex with Harry but, he didn't know how he would bring it up if they weren't in an intimate moment.

Maybe he could seduce Harry?

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They had recieved with breakfast essay assignments that their professors had put together so that the missed days weren't a total loss. So, rather than do anything intimate, Draco and Harry worked on those all morning. Draco was getting antsy; now that he knew that he was ready for sex, he wanted it to happen. He tried to get himself to focus but after a few moments, he would find himself thinking about sex again.

Harry noticed when they sat down to eat. "Are you okay?"

Draco nodded, almost blushing. "Yeah. Just tired of being inside all the time. I want to do something."

Harry looked outside. "Maybe we can call for an elf to bring us outside. Get some exercise."

Draco shook his head. "No. I'll be fine. A few more hours and then we'll be at the ball where in two hours, I'll be wishing I was here again."

"All right then," Harry said. Like this morning, he didn't look convinced and when an elf took their lunch away, Draco found himself pulled into the bedroom.

Draco, laughing, asked, "Now what?"

Harry smirked and waggled his eyebrows. "Well, I don't know if you'll get sick of seeing me all this time so I thought, why not take advantage of this time alone?"

Draco rolled his eyes and then landed with an "oomph" on the bed when Harry pushed him there. He pushed himself to the middle and then grabbed Harry, pulling the other boy towards him. They made out for a few moments before they started to divest each other of their clothes.

When Harry started to rub their cocks together, Draco stopped him. He reached over to the nightstand and took out the pot of lube he kept there. "Harry, I...will you..." He blushed and bit his lip.

Harry cupped his cheek. "What?"

"Fuck me," Draco whispered. His face felt like it was going to burn off and he couldn't look Harry in the eye.

Harry, however, felt differently. He lifted Draco's chin so they were looking eye to eye. "Are you sure?"

Draco nodded, feeling better now that it was in the open and was sure Harry wasn't going to laugh at him or push him away. "I'm sure. Ever since you put your hand in there, I've wondered what it would feel like to have your cock in me. I want to know. I have to know."

Harry smiled and opened the pot. He coated his three fingers with lube before he moved them to Draco's entrance and he dipped his head to kiss Draco. As Draco writhed under his lover, Harry peppered his face and neck with small kisses.

Draco was fed up when Harry kept fingering him. "Now, Harry. Please."

After another deep kiss, Harry put his fingers in the pot again and coated his cock. He put the pot on the night stand and then moved so he was lifted up on his hand. The other hand was holding his cock still as he moved toward Draco's hole. There was some awkword jabbing as Harry missed, so nervous about hurting Draco but when he finally got his cock in, they both sighed.

Draco let out a shaky breath and smiled at Harry. He was full and it was a bit uncomfortable but it felt wonderful. He wrapped his legs around Harry and lifted his hips, moaning when Harry went deeper.

"Ready, then?" Harry asked.

Draco nodded and then gasped when Harry left his hole. The gasp quickly turned into a moan when Harry went back in. They built up an even rhythm eventually and Draco wondered why he had ever waited. This was amazing and something he wanted to do all night. The hell with the ball. He'd rather be right here, being fucked by Harry.

Harry stopped them briefly to adjust his hips and Draco's and then moved back in. Draco howled; Harry had found his prostate. It had felt wonderful with Harry's fingers but, this was even better. He wrapped his legs tighter around Harry to keep Harry at that angle and Harry took the signal.

The pace increased and Draco found himself unable to properly catch his breath. He tried to reach down to rub his cock but his hand wouldn't cooperate. Luckily, Harry knew what he had being reaching for and did it for him.

"Almost..." Draco said, eyes closing tight.

"Open your eyes, please," Harry begged.

Draco did so and gasped when his eyes met Harry's. The green was all but gone and it was an amazing feeling, knowing that he had been the one to make them that way. Draco used a hand to bring them close for a distracted and awkword kiss and it caused Harry to jab hard into his prostate. It was all Draco needed.

With a howl he was sure the school heard even with all that water, Draco came. And came. And came. He numbly felt Harry's coming as well but it was drowned out in his own orgasm.

Harry collapsed on top of Draco, panting. "That was...amazing..."

Draco chuckled weakly. "Yeah." He yawned, blinking sleeply. "'m tired."

Harry laughed and rolled off Draco. He pulled the other boy to him and together they feel asleep.

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Draco woke up more pleasantly this time. He yawned and opened his eyes to look at Harry who had been watching him. He was sore down there but his nerves were still singing with his orgasm. He would happily deal with the ache in his arse if he could feel an orgasm like that again.

"Okay?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," Draco said, smiling like an idiot. "You?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah. A bit better than you, I'm sure."

Draco laughed and pulled Harry close for a kiss. "Thank you."

Harry smiled widely. "Thank you. For giving me that gift."

Draco blushed. Unable to find an answer for that, he cast a tempus and nearly yelled. It was four thirty. He quickly sat up despite the pain in his arse and ran around the room, grabbing everything he needed to get dressed for the ball. Harry, he noted absently, was watching him, close to laughter.

"Slow down, love," Harry said as he finally was able to pull Draco back to the bed.

"Slow down?!" Draco yelled. "I have to still take a shower and dry my hair and--"

Harry kissed Draco softly. "You still have two and a half hours until the ball, love. Slow down."

Draco tsk'd and sighed. "You may only need half an hour, dear. I, on the other hand, need all the time possible. I haven't showered since yesterday and need to take a bit more time than usual to primp, thank you very much."

Harry sighed. "If you must. I have to go anyway. I'm sure I'll be interrogated by everyone when I get up there." He kissed Draco again. "I'll see you at the Great Hall?"

Draco huffed. "On our first date? I think not!"

Harry laughed. "I'll pick you up here then."

Draco smiled smugly. "Good. Be here by six forty-five."

Harry sighed happily. "I knew you were high maintance."

Draco laughed himself. "Get used to it, too. Now, go! Be interrogated and don't be late."

"Yes, love," Harry said as he cast a cleaning charm--one that would last through some questions in the tower until he got to shower--and put on clothes.

He watched Draco go into the shower, wistfully wishing he was in there, too, but shook his head and left the room. Mcgonagal had sent out another letter to the students, telling them it was all clear in the halls so he wasn't worried. He noted that the castle herself had done well; it was completely dry. He also noted that it was indeed cleaner than it ever had been in the seven years he had attended the school.

He passed several of the ghosts who were remarking to themselves at the cleanliness of the halls and started to whistle. That had been a rather good prank, if he said so himself. He found his way to the tower in shorter time than he thought and took a deep breath before entering the common room.

Instantly, he was surronded by his fellow Gryffindors and pulled to the fireplace where everyone could see him. He noted that Ron was absent as was Ginny; he wondered where they had spent the last days.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled from the girl's stairs.

Harry waved to her as the crowd parted to let her through. She hugged him and then sat in the suddenly vacant seat next to him. "Where were you?"

He smiled smugly. "Well, I found myself in Draco's room just before the hallways flooded."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. Harry could almost see her brain racing and see the proverbial light bulb lite above her head. She gasped. "That was you?!"

Harry shrugged innocently. "Who? Me? No. I just wanted to spend time with Draco and didn't leave his room before the school flooded."

She huffed and shook her head. "Harry James Potter! Do you realize that we lost two whole days of classes because of that prank! Honestly!"

"Leave him alone," Seamus said.

"How did you do it, Harry?" Dean asked.

Harry laughed and sat back. "Who says it was me?"

Dean rolled his eyes as Seamus spoke up. "Honestly Harry. We know that you went to sleep up in the dorm Wednesday night. You didn't just happen to be in Draco's rooms."

Harry sighed and stretched his arms over his head. "We'll never know, will we?" He stood. "I'm off to get ready."

He smiled to himself when the room all yelled out to him, asking what he had done to cause the school to flood. There was nothing like acting innocent. He might've told them but he didn't want the entire school to know that they could easily reenact the prank. It would be the last thing the school needed, to be flooded all the time. He knew he was going to have to tell the twins about it so they could pull the item from the shelf to tweak it but maybe later. He wanted to see if anyone would figure it out.

When he opened the door to the dorm, he stopped suddenly.

Ron sneered from his bed. "Well look who's back from fucking the death eater!"

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Dean's prank wore off then?"

Ron turned red. "Better than being a queer and fucking a death eater."

Harry silently counted to ten and went over to his bed to get his things together. Ron pushed at his back, almost making him fall. "I was talking to you!"

Harry turned and raised an eyebrow. "I have nothing to say to you. Bugger off."

Ron huffed. "I'm not done yet! Harry, what about Ginny? You two were so happy together!"

"She's with Blaise now," Harry said. He was tired of this argument all ready. He wanted to shower, change and then go pick up Draco. He knew he would be early but, he figured Draco wouldn't mind. Anything to get away from Ron's slurs.

"Another death eater!" Ron said hotly. "You could save the both of you if you decided to apologize and take her back, Harry. You're not queer in the first place! I know you aren't!"

"Oh really?" Harry sneered. "And how would know?"

"We've spent so much time together, that's why!" Ron said.

"Which amounts to nothing since I didn't know I liked guys until this year!" Harry said.

"You mean you weren't until that death eater scum charmed you!" Ron hissed.

Harry had had enough. He quickly cast the charm that Dean had used. Ron yelled and looked down at himself. Unlike Dean, Harry hadn't bothered to change Ron's clothes so a button had popped when the breasts had suddenly appeared. Harry chuckled to himself.

"Undo this, Harry!" Ron said. Also unlike Dean, Harry had changed Ron's voice so it was a higher pitch.

"I won't," Harry said. "You deserve worse so be grateful I didn't do worse!"

Ron opened his mouth to say something but the door opened and Dean and Seamus walked in. Dean smiled when he saw Ron. "Oh, good! Some one else hexed him this time!"

Harry laughed and Ron narrowed his eyes. Seamus sighed. "Silly boy. So confused. You really should've taken Blaise up on his offer. Could've showed you why we're queer."

"You mean, he could've showed me what it means to be a nancy boy," Ron said.

Seamus cast another hex that turned Ron into a chicken. "Well, that wasn't what I was expecting," Seamus said.

"It probably was the combination of the two spells," Dean said thoughtfully. "I say we leave him like that."

"No, we should bring him to the hospital wing," Harry said sadly. The two other boys looked at him like he was crazy and Harry called for a house elf. When the elf popped in, Harry asked for it to bring the chicken to Madame Pomfrey.

The house elf did but, with a look of fear. When they were alone, Seamus turned to Harry. "Why did you do that?"

"We're better than that," Harry said.

Seamus sighed and Dean nodded. Harry turned back to his trunk and finished getting his robes together.

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Headmaster Dumbledore smiled at the Weasley Twins when they tumbled out of the fireplace. "Welcome back, boys."

They smiled. "Headmaster."

"Thank you for inviting us here."

"And allowing this contest to go on."

Dumbledore nodded. "It was quite a lot of fun, I must say. Now, might you tell me who won?"

The twins laughed.

"We decided that no one won."

"However, everyone won."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"You'll see."

Dumbledore nodded. "Very well, then. The hall is all set up so if you would like, you may go and set up the prank."

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Draco opened the door and was surprised to see Harry. He let the other boy in and went back to his bedroom to finish dressing. Harry followed him.

"Are you wearing eyeliner?" Harry asked. He would've thought seeing Draco in eyeliner would've been odd but, reality was that it was hot.

Draco nodded. "Yes. I like the way it bring attention to my face."

Harry wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and looked at him through the mirror where Draco was putting the last bits of his eyeliner on. "I like it. Looks hot."

Draco smirked and wiggled his bum against Harry's cock. "I can tell."

Harry dipped his head to kiss Draco's neck. "Think we have time for another quick shag?"

Draco shook his head in disbelief. "Didn't get enough?"

Harry waggled his eyebrows. "Never."

Draco put the cap on his eyeliner and turned to kiss Harry. "But then I'll look like a mess and I refuse to go to the ball a mess."

Harry laughed. "Oh, well." He looked Draco up and down. "You look good."

Draco smiled. "Thanks. You do, too."

Harry kissed Draco softly. "Ready, then?"

Draco smoothed his robes and looked himself over again. "Let's go."

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They took their time getting to the hall since they had been ready early and Harry marveled at how short a time had passed for him to feel completely comfortable in Draco's prescence. He stopped them a couple of times to share soft kisses, unable to get over the fact that he could do that whenever he wanted to.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked once after he had done that.

Harry nodded, smiling like a goofball. "Yeah. I love you."

Draco sighed, face lighting up. "Love you, too."

When they got to the ball, it was five of and there were a lot of students all ready there. A buffet had been set up on one wall and there were some tables set up towards the doors. At the other end, where the staff normally sat, was a stage with microphones and some instruments. A dance floor was between the table and stage.

There were paper bats flying around the cieling and pumpkins were lazily floating around. Draco poked one as it drifted too close to him and raised an eyebrow when it cackled at him. He followed Harry when the other boy pulled on his hand and smiled when he saw they were heading to sit with the Slythindor group that had formed.

He noted that Pansy was sitting close to Neville and hoped for the best for them. He also noted that Ginny was wearing some new slave outfit, no doubt a gift from Blaise who was happily chatting with Hermione. Theo was watching Hermione adoringly and he was happy to see that every once in a while, Hermione would turn to smile at Theo.

It seemed that in the end, all was well.

Only, where was the Weasel?

Not long after Dean and Seamus sat down, Hermione stopped her conversation with Blaise to ask the three gay Gryffindors what happened to Ron.

"What did you three do to Ron?" she asked. She didn't look mad; rather, she looked curious.

"Well, Harry used Dean's charm on him again," Seamus said. "Then, when I heard their argument, I used a spell to make him look like an ugly girl. Only, somehow he turned into a chicken."

Hermione's eye were wide. Dean hastened to stop anything she might say. "Don't worry. Harry had him brought to Madame Pomfrey."

Hermione nodded absently. "Well, I'm sure he'll be fixed by next week."

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At seven o'clock, the Weasley Twins stood on the stage and called for quiet. When they had all the attention, they smiled.

"We have determined that there was no winner."

"Not only were all the pranks creative."

"But, we feel that the younger students never stood a chance."

"All though kudos go to Harry Potter for one of the best ones."

Cheers went up and clapping began as Harry tried to shrink down into his seat in embarassment. The twins quickly called for order again.

"Rather than give just one person the prize."

"We decided to give you all a little something."

They waved their wands and the pumpkins which had been floating around exploded. Different products from their store rained down on the students and it was all quickly snatched up. Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco who had grabbed quite a handful. Draco grinned when he saw Harry looking.

"Last, we have a final prank for all of you."

The twins waved their wand again and Harry felt the magic of a transfiguration spell settle over him. He felt his teeth elongate and reached out with his tongue to feel them. Vampire teeth?

"We have turned you all into vampires and zombies for the night!"

"Enjoy!"

Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco who had also been turned into a vampire. He looked around the table and was amused to see who had been turned into what. Hermione, Ginny, Dean, Seamus, and Neville were zombies. Theo, Blaise, and Pansy were vampires.

"Where did they learn to do that?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know," Harry said. "I like it, though."

"Only so you can have an excuse to bite Draco's neck," Blaise teased.

Harry grinned unrepentantly. "Well, yeah."

Draco laughed. "We'll see who will be biting who, love."

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As the night wore down, Harry found himself more often on the dance floor. It seemed that Draco loved to dance and didn't mind that Harry had two left feet. Harry smiled to himself as he rested his head on top of Draco's as they slow danced.

The music suddenly stopped and the students all turned to the stage where the twins had again commandeered it. "We are now dedicating a song to all the couples we see out there."

"And one in particular."

"Malfoy, if you ever hurt Harry."

"We'll hurt you ten times worse."

The students all laughed as Draco paled. Just as Draco was going to ask if the twins were serious, another tune started and Harry laughed at the choice.

"And just as an added bonus."

"You all get to sing it together!"

Harry raised his eyebrows when the twins cast another spell.

"Bloody perfect," Draco muttered. "I hate this song anyway."

"Didn't know you knew muggle songs," Harry said.

Draco's eyes went wide. "Muggle?"

Harry laughed and nodded. Draco shook his head. "My mum used to sing this all the time."

Harry's eyes now went wide. Before he could think of anything to say, he felt the twins' charm take over and felt himself start to sing.

Just a small town girl
Living in a lonely world
She took the midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere

A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

{Refrain}
Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

{Refrain}

Don't stop believing
Hold on to that feeling
Streetlight people

Fin