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Seducing Draco
Authors Note: Hello All, second chapter up and posted! YAY! Ummm... I just want to make a couple clarifications on something I wrote last chapter.
The reason Harry is going to Date Malfoy is because of the simple fact of he can use Malfoy for his revenge and needed closer for the deaths that he had caused. However, Hermione and Ron were saying in the beginning they didn't see anything wrong with Malfoy to work him up to the point were he would see that possibly dating Draco wasn't so bad and they wouldn't have to resort to such a low standard as using him.
I hope that makes a bit more sense, sorry for not being clear about it earlier in the chapter!
Disclaimer: Don't own them and never will...
Transfiguration was possibly the longest class Harry had ever sat through. He normally hated it with such a passion that he would zone out, then get yelled at when he couldn't make his Porcupine a pin cushion or his bird into a tea cup. He always had extra homework and he was always staring at the clock waiting for the class to FINALLY end.
Why was it today that the clock seemed to move faster then ever? Why was it today that it seemed he had just received the tortuous he was supposed to be turning into a china dish that it was time to go to lunch?
Because Harry was dreading doing something, that's why. As he had learned in fourth year during the Triwizard tournament, when you want something to stay as far away as possible, it seemed to get closer and closer at an alarming rate.
Harry sighed as he packed up his books from the class and told his best friends he would see them at lunch. He always went back to Gryffindor tower and dropped off his morning books before lunch since he was almost always late when he didn't. Everyday when walking to said tower, Harry would run into three Slytherins, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, and Blaise Zambini. Everyday the aforementioned Slytherins would hiss at Harry, who would roll his eyes, make a comment about immaturity and then continue on his marry little way to drop off his books.
Today when he saw the approaching Slytherins he beat them to the chase.
"I know, I know, Hiisssss." Harry mocked and rolled his eyes, then looked directly at Blaise, "I need to talk to you, and now."
Blaise looked fairly startled at this news and then nodded at the other two to go ahead, who were both shooting Harry fairly venomous glares and concerned looks at Blaise.
"Oh, I'm not going to jinx him, I just need to ask him a bloody question, have a little faith in your enemy, would ya?" Harry grabbed Blaise and yanked him into the nearest empty classroom. He sat down in a chair, and after a few moments of silence, Blaise cleared his throat.
"Look, I want to eat lunch before I have to run off on my happy little way to Charms Potter, I would appreciate you asking me your bloody question, then letting me go." Blaise's voice echoed through the empty classroom and his tone reminded him so much of Professor Snape's, he flinched.
"Sorry, look, all I want to know is... The rumor about Malfoy liking me, is it true?" Harry asked, looking up at the Slytherin who was smirking in a very... well, Slytherin like way.
"Yes Potter, he does, and yes he was under Veritaserum at the time and yes... he really does find you fuckable." Blaise answered all the questions at once, and watched with an amused expression as Harry started the greatest acting job of his life.
"Really, where can I find him, Blaise? I'm... I'm awfully curious on how all this works, since I seem to have the same feelings for the Slytherin Prince." Harry said, allowing a slight blush to creep into his cheeks.
Blaise blinked then smiled a real smile. "No kidding, I always figured the two of you would hook up at some point. I mean, there is a fine line between love and hate."
'Why does everyone keep telling me that?' Harry thought to himself and then forced a smile on his face. "You really think so? I always thought he completely hated me, I was so excited when I heard this rumor and I couldn't wait to confirm the truth."
"Well, good for the two of you, but you better not hurt him Potter, you do, I will personally beat you to a pulp." Blaise said and Harry gulped, 'Maybe this isn't such a good idea.' He thought, before quickly tuning in on the location of where Draco could be found.
"He's in the Great Hall, eating, but he should leave in about 15 minutes, so he can go gather his things for his next lesson. It's his normal routine," Blaise said, laughing when Harry stood up so quickly he feel over with a sudden head rush.
"Thanks Blaise, I'm just... so nervous, and I need to eat before next lesson too, but I want to catch Malfoy... er... Draco before the end of the day." Harry said, steadying himself on the chair before giving Blaise a grateful smile and rushing out of the classroom.
He reached the Gryffindor table less then a minute later, and sat down next to his two best friends, trying to look ecstatic about something he had just discovered, in case Blaise happened to glance his way.
"Well, the rumors are true and he likes me." Harry said, smiling and loading his plate with mashed potatoes and steak. "He finds me fuckable and all that jazz."
"So, what are you going to do about it, Harry?" Ron asked, fully knowing the answer, but asking anyway.
"Well, he is about to leave the Great Hall, in about 10 minutes, at which point I will follow him out." Harry took a deep breath, "Meet the future Mr. Draco Malfoy's boyfriend, or flavor of the week, depending on how long I can manage to keep up this little charade."
Hermione and Ron beamed at him and Harry felt his worried lift just a bit. If Hermione thought it was okay, then why the heck should he worry? She never agreed with the crazy schemes Harry and Ron thought up, especially if it meant hurting people.
He smiled at them and finished his lunch in record time, then at exactly fifteen minutes till classes, Draco stood up and left the Great Hall, with Harry right behind him.
Harry followed him in silence for a couple of minutes before finally deciding to make his first move. "Oy, Malfoy, can I talk to you?"
A few steps ahead of him, Draco froze and spun around, and shot him something between a shocked expression and a glare.
"You know Malfoy, that look isn't very cute on you. Not nearly as sexy as the smirk you normally wear." Harry said, casually, walking up to the blonde boy with a mix between a strut and a jazz walk.
"What the hell are you talking about, Potter?" Draco managed to ask a moment later, backing up until his back was against a wall.
"Well, Malfoy, I was simply stating that I find you sexy, is that a bad thing?" Harry purred, putting his arms up on either side of the boy to block him from being able to run. Which by the look on his face was a strong possibility right about now.
"Potter, I don't know what you heard, but..." Harry cut him off with a kiss, it was nothing special, just a simply brush of his lips across Draco's adorably pouty ones. "Merlin Potter, what are you doing?"
"Simply seducing the man I have waited almost 7 years for, Draco." Harry said, leaning in a little bit closer so he could whisper in his ear, "Simply hoping that Blaise didn't lie to me and that the beautiful angel, the Prince of Slytherin, really does find me fuckable."
Draco sputtered and Harry almost laughed at the look of pure shock on the boys face. If he weren't supposed to be head over heels with the boy, he would have used this moment against him for the rest of his life. He wanted Colin Creevy's camera, and he wanted it now.
"You've got to be kidding me, I...I... I don't know what to say. Harry, are you asking me out?" Draco finally managed and Harry couldn't bite it back anymore, he smiled.
"Yes, Draco Malfoy, I am asking you out, as you so put it. Be my boyfriend, and let me walk you to class, considering if we don't leave now, you'll end up being late." Harry said, and kissed Draco again.
He couldn't explain it, but Draco's lips were soft and when put in the shocked and almost feminine position they were in now, he looked almost cute. It made him want to keep kissing Draco again and again.
"Well, I accept and if I'm late for class I won't be happy with you... Harry." Draco said, and took Harry's hand in a dominating way, leading him towards the Slytherin Common rooms.
Harry sighed to himself, and unconsciously ran his tongue over his lips. Part one was complete, now all he had to do was earn Draco's trust and make sure that the boy didn't find out his true intentions.
That was going to be a lot harder then it sounded...
The reason Harry is going to Date Malfoy is because of the simple fact of he can use Malfoy for his revenge and needed closer for the deaths that he had caused. However, Hermione and Ron were saying in the beginning they didn't see anything wrong with Malfoy to work him up to the point were he would see that possibly dating Draco wasn't so bad and they wouldn't have to resort to such a low standard as using him.
I hope that makes a bit more sense, sorry for not being clear about it earlier in the chapter!
Disclaimer: Don't own them and never will...
Transfiguration was possibly the longest class Harry had ever sat through. He normally hated it with such a passion that he would zone out, then get yelled at when he couldn't make his Porcupine a pin cushion or his bird into a tea cup. He always had extra homework and he was always staring at the clock waiting for the class to FINALLY end.
Why was it today that the clock seemed to move faster then ever? Why was it today that it seemed he had just received the tortuous he was supposed to be turning into a china dish that it was time to go to lunch?
Because Harry was dreading doing something, that's why. As he had learned in fourth year during the Triwizard tournament, when you want something to stay as far away as possible, it seemed to get closer and closer at an alarming rate.
Harry sighed as he packed up his books from the class and told his best friends he would see them at lunch. He always went back to Gryffindor tower and dropped off his morning books before lunch since he was almost always late when he didn't. Everyday when walking to said tower, Harry would run into three Slytherins, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, and Blaise Zambini. Everyday the aforementioned Slytherins would hiss at Harry, who would roll his eyes, make a comment about immaturity and then continue on his marry little way to drop off his books.
Today when he saw the approaching Slytherins he beat them to the chase.
"I know, I know, Hiisssss." Harry mocked and rolled his eyes, then looked directly at Blaise, "I need to talk to you, and now."
Blaise looked fairly startled at this news and then nodded at the other two to go ahead, who were both shooting Harry fairly venomous glares and concerned looks at Blaise.
"Oh, I'm not going to jinx him, I just need to ask him a bloody question, have a little faith in your enemy, would ya?" Harry grabbed Blaise and yanked him into the nearest empty classroom. He sat down in a chair, and after a few moments of silence, Blaise cleared his throat.
"Look, I want to eat lunch before I have to run off on my happy little way to Charms Potter, I would appreciate you asking me your bloody question, then letting me go." Blaise's voice echoed through the empty classroom and his tone reminded him so much of Professor Snape's, he flinched.
"Sorry, look, all I want to know is... The rumor about Malfoy liking me, is it true?" Harry asked, looking up at the Slytherin who was smirking in a very... well, Slytherin like way.
"Yes Potter, he does, and yes he was under Veritaserum at the time and yes... he really does find you fuckable." Blaise answered all the questions at once, and watched with an amused expression as Harry started the greatest acting job of his life.
"Really, where can I find him, Blaise? I'm... I'm awfully curious on how all this works, since I seem to have the same feelings for the Slytherin Prince." Harry said, allowing a slight blush to creep into his cheeks.
Blaise blinked then smiled a real smile. "No kidding, I always figured the two of you would hook up at some point. I mean, there is a fine line between love and hate."
'Why does everyone keep telling me that?' Harry thought to himself and then forced a smile on his face. "You really think so? I always thought he completely hated me, I was so excited when I heard this rumor and I couldn't wait to confirm the truth."
"Well, good for the two of you, but you better not hurt him Potter, you do, I will personally beat you to a pulp." Blaise said and Harry gulped, 'Maybe this isn't such a good idea.' He thought, before quickly tuning in on the location of where Draco could be found.
"He's in the Great Hall, eating, but he should leave in about 15 minutes, so he can go gather his things for his next lesson. It's his normal routine," Blaise said, laughing when Harry stood up so quickly he feel over with a sudden head rush.
"Thanks Blaise, I'm just... so nervous, and I need to eat before next lesson too, but I want to catch Malfoy... er... Draco before the end of the day." Harry said, steadying himself on the chair before giving Blaise a grateful smile and rushing out of the classroom.
He reached the Gryffindor table less then a minute later, and sat down next to his two best friends, trying to look ecstatic about something he had just discovered, in case Blaise happened to glance his way.
"Well, the rumors are true and he likes me." Harry said, smiling and loading his plate with mashed potatoes and steak. "He finds me fuckable and all that jazz."
"So, what are you going to do about it, Harry?" Ron asked, fully knowing the answer, but asking anyway.
"Well, he is about to leave the Great Hall, in about 10 minutes, at which point I will follow him out." Harry took a deep breath, "Meet the future Mr. Draco Malfoy's boyfriend, or flavor of the week, depending on how long I can manage to keep up this little charade."
Hermione and Ron beamed at him and Harry felt his worried lift just a bit. If Hermione thought it was okay, then why the heck should he worry? She never agreed with the crazy schemes Harry and Ron thought up, especially if it meant hurting people.
He smiled at them and finished his lunch in record time, then at exactly fifteen minutes till classes, Draco stood up and left the Great Hall, with Harry right behind him.
Harry followed him in silence for a couple of minutes before finally deciding to make his first move. "Oy, Malfoy, can I talk to you?"
A few steps ahead of him, Draco froze and spun around, and shot him something between a shocked expression and a glare.
"You know Malfoy, that look isn't very cute on you. Not nearly as sexy as the smirk you normally wear." Harry said, casually, walking up to the blonde boy with a mix between a strut and a jazz walk.
"What the hell are you talking about, Potter?" Draco managed to ask a moment later, backing up until his back was against a wall.
"Well, Malfoy, I was simply stating that I find you sexy, is that a bad thing?" Harry purred, putting his arms up on either side of the boy to block him from being able to run. Which by the look on his face was a strong possibility right about now.
"Potter, I don't know what you heard, but..." Harry cut him off with a kiss, it was nothing special, just a simply brush of his lips across Draco's adorably pouty ones. "Merlin Potter, what are you doing?"
"Simply seducing the man I have waited almost 7 years for, Draco." Harry said, leaning in a little bit closer so he could whisper in his ear, "Simply hoping that Blaise didn't lie to me and that the beautiful angel, the Prince of Slytherin, really does find me fuckable."
Draco sputtered and Harry almost laughed at the look of pure shock on the boys face. If he weren't supposed to be head over heels with the boy, he would have used this moment against him for the rest of his life. He wanted Colin Creevy's camera, and he wanted it now.
"You've got to be kidding me, I...I... I don't know what to say. Harry, are you asking me out?" Draco finally managed and Harry couldn't bite it back anymore, he smiled.
"Yes, Draco Malfoy, I am asking you out, as you so put it. Be my boyfriend, and let me walk you to class, considering if we don't leave now, you'll end up being late." Harry said, and kissed Draco again.
He couldn't explain it, but Draco's lips were soft and when put in the shocked and almost feminine position they were in now, he looked almost cute. It made him want to keep kissing Draco again and again.
"Well, I accept and if I'm late for class I won't be happy with you... Harry." Draco said, and took Harry's hand in a dominating way, leading him towards the Slytherin Common rooms.
Harry sighed to himself, and unconsciously ran his tongue over his lips. Part one was complete, now all he had to do was earn Draco's trust and make sure that the boy didn't find out his true intentions.
That was going to be a lot harder then it sounded...