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
\'. . .\' thoughts


Losing The Game CH 2~

~I kinda like the misery you put me through
Darlin\' you can trust me completely
If you even try to look the other way
I think I could kill this time.~


Harry touched down, hearing the crowd roaring in his ears. Merlin, he loved this feeling, he loved being so good at something. He grinned widely at the loud cheering of his team and house mates. He let out a laugh as Dean and Seamus lifted him onto their shoulders, carting him to through field. The crowd was loud and singing joyfully. He had a bird\'s eye view of everyone. He saw Ginny doing a funny happy dance as she sang and caught Hermione\'s flushed, pride filled look as she gazed at Ron. He saw all of the disappointed and angry faces that made up Slytherin house as well. His grin slipped as he caught sight of the tall, blonde figure at the end of the pitch.

Lucius Malfoy.

He frowned feeling his joy dissipating rapidly and being replaced by anger. \'How dare he come here,\' Harry thought. \'After all he\'s done I can\'t believe they let him out of Azkaban, spy for the Ministry my arse.\' Harry watched as the younger blonde met his father. Neither looked very happy to see each other. He continued to frown as he was carted into the locker room nearly smacking his head on the door jam.

\"Why the frown, Mate? We won!\"

Harry smiled a tiny bit at Ron\'s obvious pleasure and enthusiasm as he was set down.

\"You see how cheesed off Malfoy was? The look on his face when you grabbed the snitch mere inches from his fingers, Harry, that was priceless!\"

\"Yeah, his dad looked pretty ticked, too.\" Seamus added.

Harry went to his locker, not saying anything as he took off his arms guards, listening to the others.
\"Can you believe that git\'s nerve? Showing up here after all he\'s done?\"

\"Yeah, I can\'t believe they let him out. Fudge is beyond corrupt and everyone knows it. It\'s only a matter of time before he\'s booted from the Ministry.\"

\"Hey, Ron, maybe they\'ll make your dad Minister!\"

\"Yeah, that\'d be bloody brilliant!\" Ron crowed with a wide grin.

Even Harry laughed at that. The conversation came to a stop when Ginny stuck her head through the door and yelled.

\"You all done yet? Celebration\'s full on in Gryffindor Tower!\"

\"Be right there, Gin!\"

Dean and Neville left immediately leaving Ron, Harry, Seamus and the two beaters Andrew and Jack to change. The four changed much quicker then the brooding seeker. He stalled on purpose, still in his cream colored trousers, folding his jumper and stuffing one dirty sock inside the other.

\"Better hurry up there, Harry.\"

Harry turned to Ron and shook his head. He really didn\'t feel up to greeting the happy crowd at the moment.

\"I really need a shower first, I\'ll catch up to you guys later.\" He gave a half smile at Ron\'s questioning look then his nod of understanding.

\"Alright then, Mate, I\'ll save you a butterbeer.\"

\"Thanks, Ron.\"

Harry stripped off his trousers and boxers then wrapped a towel around his waist, heading for the showers. He went to his usual stall and set his towel and glasses on the shoulder height dividing wall. He turned on the water, adjusting the temperature and stood under it, head tilting into the water. He shut his eyes, letting the warmth run over his head and down his back, trying to alleviate the faint burn of anger and pain the sight of the freed Lucius Malfoy had created. \'It\'s not fair that he\'s free and Sirius is dead. It\'s not fucking fair!\'

Harry reached out to grab the soap feeling a fiery tingle work it\'s way up his back and shoulders, shooting down his arms. The soap slipped from his grip and shot across the stall. He turned, squinting to see where the soap landed and saw a blur of pale skin and blonde hair coming towards him. The fist caught him in the jaw, sending him back into the tiled shower wall. He coughed and blinked from his position on the floor, water spraying on his chest. He looked up at the panting figure above him and felt his anger boil higher inside him. He growled, surging upwards to slam into his legs.

Draco grunted loudly as he was flung backwards, landing on his back with the Gryffindor straddling him. Harry\'s punch caught him square in the nose and he let out an angry cry as the cartilage crunched, sending spikes of pain through his head. He slammed his fist into Harry\'s ribs and bucked upwards, throwing the brunette off of him. He rolled onto Harry, pinning him down, having somehow managed to kneel on Harry\'s hands, his kneecaps digging into his fingers. Draco grinned in a feral manner, pointy teeth a haze of crimson from his bleeding nose. He struck once, twice, three times, enjoying the feeling of his fist bloodying Potter\'s face. \'No wonder Crabbe and Goyle enjoy this so much.\'

Harry grunted in pain and spat blood onto Malfoy\'s pants. He stared up at the figure pinning him down. It wasn\'t the crazed grin or the silky platinum fringe hanging in his face that had him riveted. It was the silver eyes that were glowing like stars out of his flushed and bloody face. The glow sparked something in Harry, he felt it rising up inside him causing the air to nearly crackle with the magic flowing off of them both. \'Something\'s happening and I really don\'t like the looks of it.\' He yanked both hands out from under the Slytherin\'s knees, yelping as three of his fingers dislocated. He shoved his torso upwards a second later and pushed Malfoy off of him, knocking him backwards. He scrambled unsteadily to his feet, his thoughts only of escape.

Draco cursed as he was shoved back once again. \'You let him beat you again, what a pathetic waste you are!\'

\"No!\"

He jumped painfully to his feet launching himself at Harry\'s back. He underestimated the distance between them landing against the taller boy\'s legs, toppling them both Harry\'s skin smacking wetly onto the tile floor. He took the split second of opportunity that Harry\'s daze afforded him and straddled the Gryffindor once more. Harry glared at Draco and balled up one of his injured fists and took a swing at Draco\'s jaw. The Slytherin laughed as he leaned out of the way in time. Harry\'s hands scratched at his back and sides, raking long cuts into his skin. He hissed in pain and gripped Harry\'s head in his hands and thunked it down onto the floor hard.

\"Stop struggling. You\'ve lost, just admit it!\"

\"No! Let me go, Malfoy, you fucking git!\"

Draco\'s fingers tightened and he yanked forcefully on the black mess of hair in his hands. He tilted Harry\'s head back and glared down into his eyes. Something inside Draco lurched at the sight of those blazing green orbs. They burned into him and he felt the power that had been roaring through him for the last fifteen minutes surge outwards, pouring into Harry. He let out a ragged gasp, slumping forward the tiniest bit.

Harry cried out as the magic flowed into his body like fire, burning him from the inside out. He could feel it merging with his, swirling around and upwards like a tornado. Higher and higher, growing stronger with every turn. His magic was taking it and changing it, the fiery burn of rage was dulling slightly turning into a hot steady throb of lust. It worked through him until every inch of him, every single cell in his body pulsed with it\'s rhythm. His skin tingled everywhere Draco was touching him and Harry felt himself grow hard under the blonde\'s ass. He cried out again when the power reached a pinnacle and burst through his shields, his back arching, hips pushing up and into the body atop his.

Draco let out his own cry when the heat poured back into him, filling him up, making him throb. He fell onto the bare chest under him, skin tingling. His breath was coming in fast pants and he felt his erection pressing against the confines of his trousers. He tilted his face up from the warm skin under his cheek, eyes mere slits of glowing silver. Warm lips pressed into his and he gasped letting the hot press of a tongue thrust into his mouth. He moaned softly, kissing back harder, one hand moving from it\'s spot in silken hair to smooth over damp flesh. Hands that had been clawing his back were now clutching him closer, making the tingles intensify. \'More! Fuck, I need more, so good.\' Draco rocked his hips into Harry\'s letting out a frustrated, needy sound.

\"Yes, more!\"

Harry gasped, his body arching up into the touch of Draco\'s hand. The feeling was intoxicating as his body thrust and rubbed into the one above his. His fingers slid down Draco\'s back, down to the covered flesh of his backside. They then went around the waist of his trousers, pushing and yanking in aroused frustration. \'Off, these things need to come off!\'

\"Yeah, off.\"

Draco\'s hand went to his fly and her undid the buttons, shoving the pants and his briefs down his hips to his knees with Harry\'s eager help. His cock throbbed, happy to be released from his too tight pants. He let out a loud groan as Harry\'s hand wrapped around him and began to stroke. He thrust forward into the firm grip slowly, reveling in the delicious friction of Harry\'s calluses. After a few moments even that was not enough. The pounding in his head was screaming more! Tighter, hotter, deeper, faster, MORE!

Harry was feeling it too, the thrumming was calling for more touching, tasting, feeling. An ache was growing inside Harry, a need to feel Draco in a way he had never felt anyone before. He let go of Draco\'s cock and lifted his head up to kiss along his jaw to his ear, licking over the outer ridge.

\"Want you.\"

The blonde moaned at the hot breath puffing over his neck and the wet licks along his very sensitive ear. \"Mmm, want you, too.\"

Harry made a frustrated noise and dropped one of his hands to the floor. He then yelped as one of his damaged fingers landed on something hard and sticky. He blinked at it then grinned. He slid the slick blue bar of soap across the wet floor until it nudged Draco\'s hand. He shifted Draco\'s hand over it and thrust his hips upwards.

\"Want you to fuck me.\"

Draco looked down at Harry. \'Wants me to . . . Mmm.\' He groaned and tilted his head down to kiss Harry deeply, his soap slick hand trailing over the Gryffindor\'s weeping cock then down between the lush cheeks of his arse. He pressed one finger into his tight hole slowly, groaning louder at the feel of him practically melting around it.

Harry gasped into Draco\'s mouth, his legs spreading wide, knees bending to give the Slytherin better access. He whimpered when the fingers slid out of him then moaned, arching his head back, hips tilting into Draco\'s touch as another finger was pushed inside. When yet another finger was pushed into him he cried out, his feet catching behind Draco\'s hips and he pulled the blonde down onto him hard.

\"Now! Please now, oh fuck, more, I need more. Please!\"

Draco immediately pulled his fingers out of Harry, he lined his cock up and thrust in a bit faster then he intended making Harry buck and let out a slight scream. He went completely still, holding the shaking boy close to him, his breath panting over Harry skin.

\"Ssh, just hold still, ssh, it\'ll be ok.\"

Harry let out a soft sob and went still, the sharp pain was fading quickly, being replaced by the maddening throb once again. He wrapped his legs around Draco\'s hips and began rocking slowly then faster. The steady thrumming pulse inside him was rising higher and higher, every movement sending spikes of pleasure through him.

\"Draco, more.\"

He groaned and thrust his hips in rhythm with Harry\'s rocking motions, pulling out more and pushing in deeper and faster with every thrust. The burning started at the base of his spine and he doubled his efforts, shifting his angle to hear Harry cry out and whimper. He reached down with his still soapy hand and began stroking Harry\'s cock hard and fast, pistoning his own cock in and out of his tight hot arse. The power was once again flowing in and out of them both gaining strength with each transference. He could feel it getting bigger and spiraling outwards with every single thrust of his hips and every whimper and pleasure filled cry Harry let out. The burn crawled up his back and went down and around to his groin and he felt it shove into Harry making him scream and buck under him.

Harry screamed when the fire roared through him, burning every inch of his insides and he let go. He let the power building and pounding through him go and he stared up at the luminescent body above him, stared into the starlight eyes and took him along with him. Draco gasped out a ragged cry as he came, feeling the hot jets of Harry\'s cum flow over his belly directly in time with his.

The power that had been running through them both released with them. Exploding outwards in a rippling shock wave that made the ground rumble and all the glass in the surrounding buildings shatter in a single burst. The locker rooms, being at the epicenter of the magical eruption, were reduced to rubble, leaving both of the unconscious boys buried but somehow alive.


~TBC, maybe.

This is as far as I have gotten in this fic. I\'m not very happy with the last bit of this chapter but my sadistic muse wouldn\'t let it go once the idea popped into her head. I might add more onto this if it comes but I\'m not sure about that. If more is added on then great if not enjoy this crappily ended one shot, hehe. If you\'ve read any of my other fics you know I\'m an incredibly unreliable writer which I hate but dunno how to fix at present. Please review and let me know what you think of this, feedback is always greatly appreciated. Oh, BTW, the lyrics are from the song The Game by Disturbed, which is to blame oops, I mean an inspired this fic.