Paint Me Blue.

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Harry and Ron didn\'t look up as the voice sounded. They continued to stare at the floor. Eventually, Harry looked up. Draco stood leaning against the wall in a casual manner. His elegant eyebrow was raised as he watched them kneeling on the ground.

\"Look, a ferret,\" Harry said vaguely. Draco scowled at the name and glared at Harry.

\"You\'re one to talk,\" he sneered. \"Crawling on the floor like a mouse. Have some decency, Potter. The mice don\'t appreciate being impersonated by a rat.\"

Ron looked up now and his face held a lopsided smile.

\"Whoa,\" he said, his eyes widening as he looked at Draco. Draco gave him an odd look. Ron continued to stare at him as he got to his feet.

\"You\'re green!\" he exclaimed. Harry\'s eyebrows came together as he looked on with Ron. Draco was looking at them as if they were both crazy.

\"He\'s not green,\" Harry corrected him. \"He\'s yellow. Well, yellow-white.\"

Draco\'s face was contorted in confusion and disgust.

\"Looks like Longbottom\'s potion did more damage than they thought,\" he drawled. Harry took no notice of the comment. He pushed himself off the floor and stood next to Ron who was still gazing at Draco.

\"When he talks, it\'s blue!\" Ron said in amazement. Draco looked taken aback. He stared at Ron as if he was a particularly nasty bug he wished to step on.

\"I\'m hungry,\" Harry said again. He looked around the grey corridor, watching as it swirled when he turned his head.

Draco was beginning to regret coming upon them. Obviously they weren\'t in their right minds. Ron had stopped looking at him and was staring at the spot on the floor.

His eyes burned intently on the same point, not wavering for a second. Harry looked up and down and left and right. He would turn his head sharply to the right then slowly back.

Without Harry noticing, Ron turned and walked slowly down the corridor. He looked as if he was in a trance as he disappeared into the dark.

This left Draco alone with Harry. Harry\'s gaze finally become focused on Draco. Draco was wondering why he hadn\'t left long ago.

Harry walked over to Draco, stumbling a bit and swaying as if he couldn\'t keep his balance. When he finally got close enough, he reached out and touched Draco\'s arm. Draco pulled it away immediately after, but Harry just stared at his hand.

Draco\'s skin had felt like silk, nothing like Ron\'s had. Draco stared at Harry in utter confusion.

\"What the hell are you doing, Potter?\"

Harry looked up from his hand and into Draco\'s silver eyes. The irises were outlined in the faintest lilac color followed by piercing silver.

\"Purple,\" Harry murmured. Draco gave him an odd look and backed away slowly.

\"What are you on about?\" Draco asked, the tiniest bit of fear showing in his voice. He didn\'t like the way Harry was acting.

Harry just stared at Draco for a moment. He reached out to touch him again but Draco backed out of reach. Harry moved forward like a cat stalking its prey.

A predatory grin spread over Harry\'s face as he moved closer to Draco. Draco backed away as Harry advanced, only to back right into a dead end. He could have sworn he had just come from that way.

He felt around the wall in back of him, hoping for a hidden doorway but none could be found. Harry pounced on him, pinning him to the wall.

He struggled but couldn\'t escape Harry\'s firm grip, but even in his unstable state, he was strong.

\"Fuck, Potter,\" Draco growled menacingly. \"Let go of me!\"

Harry\'s eyes traveled over Draco\'s face and body. The yellow-white glow he had noticed was now slowly turning orange. He felt a sudden urge to do something new.

His eyes flitted over his features once more before he crushed their lips together. Draco\'s eyes were wide in shock as Harry\'s forced his tongue into the blonds’ mouth.

Passion filled the air as Harry increased the speed of the kiss, thrusting his tongue deep into the hot caverns of Draco\'s mouth. Teeth clashing, tongues intertwining, hot saliva melting together.

Draco couldn\'t help his body responding. Blood rushed to his increasingly hard member. Harry had his hands pinned to his sides on the wall behind him as he kissed him furiously, sucking the breath out of his lungs.

He bit down on Draco\'s lower lip, earning a gasp of pain and pleasure in one. He flicked his tongue over the swollen lip to soothe it. Draco couldn\'t help it and he moaned into the raven-haired boy\'s mouth. This only seemed to encourage Harry as he continued to ravish Draco\'s lips.

He pushed his body closer and Draco felt Harry\'s hard cock pressed against his own. He let out a muffled groan into Harry\'s mouth as they pressed together. Harry pushed closer, rolling his hips in the process. Draco nearly cried out as Harry stabbed his erection into his own.

Harry released one of Draco\'s hands and it traveled down to the zipper on his jeans. He broke the kiss for half a second as they had been running out of air. Draco panted heavily as Harry looked at him. His lips were puffy, his face flushed, and his hair askew.

He barely had time to recover when his mouth was once again covered by Harry\'s lips and tongue. The kiss was more forceful, pulling on his lower lip, drawing a low moan from Draco.

Harry\'s hand deftly undid the zipper on the jeans as if he\'d had tons of practice. He shoved the hand under the fabric and Draco gave a strangled cry. Harry\'s hand moved down to palm Draco\'s now throbbing erection.

Harry pulled away from Draco\'s lips, moving to the blonds’ exposed neck.

\"Fuck,\" Draco cursed as Harry\'s hand worked more diligently, moving under his boxers to grasp at the already leaking erection.

Harry attacked the skin on Draco\'s neck, licking the pale flesh, nibbling, drawing blood to the surface. Draco\'s skin tasted like vanilla cake to Harry. His skin felt like the most luxurious silk sheets he had ever felt.

As he pulled back once more to look at Draco he noticed that the glow around him was now a blazing red color. Harry didn\'t wait for Draco to open his eyes. He moved in a captured his lips in a searing kiss.

Draco groaned into his mouth as Harry\'s hand gave a skillful stroke of his hard cock. He could feel himself becoming close as Harry massaged his erection carefully, bringing him closer and yet so far away.

Harry pulled out of the kiss with a last nip, the bit down on Draco\'s neck. Draco hissed as the pain seared through his body, followed by a wave of pleasure. His body arched into Harry\'s hand that worked to diligently, rubbing up and down on his cock.

\"Fuck, P-Potter,\" he panted as Harry increased the speed of his pulls. \"Where the f--ah--uck did you learn that?\"

\"Dunno,\" Harry mumbled against Draco\'s neck. He licked a path up Draco\'s throat, then pulled away and blew hot air over it. Draco shuddered at the sensations he was causing.

He was close by now. He could feel himself building up. His breathing became shallower as Harry stroked harder and faster. Harry\'s face was buried in Draco\'s neck. His hot breath puffed onto Draco\'s skin.

Draco cried out as he came, shooting over Harry\'s hand. His eyes closed as stars erupted, obscuring his vision. He stood leaning against the wall for support. He could feel Harry\'s hot breath on his neck as they stood there.

All of a sudden, Draco came to his senses. His eyes shot open. He realized they were in a corridor where anyone could have seen. He hastily pushed Harry off of him. Harry looked a little disoriented as he looked around him.

\"Shit,\" Draco muttered to himself. \"What the fuck was that?!\"

Harry looked at him for a second, appearing confused. Draco glared at Harry.

\"You\'re fucked up, Potter,\" he spat. He tried to move around him, but Harry pushed him back against the wall forcefully.

\"You\'re red,\" he said simply. Draco gave him an incredulous look.

\"What?\" he asked.

\"You\'re red,\" Harry repeated. \"And we\'re not done.\"

Draco\'s eyes were opened wide as Harry pushed him forcefully back against the wall. To his surprise, he fell right through and Harry followed, an invisible barrier snapping shut behind them.

***

Hermione came down the stairs from the girls’ dormitory, having had enough of doing her homework. She had finished the entire months worth anyway. One glance around the room told her Ron and Harry weren\'t present.

She went up to the boy\'s dorm but no one was there either. As the panic set in, she raced back downstairs. She spotted Seamus and Dean in a corner and went over to them.

\"Have you seen Harry or Ron?\" she asked urgently.

\"No, why?\" they asked.

Hermione took in a breath as she cursed herself for leaving them alone.

\"Do you know where they went?\" she asked pressingly.

\"Uh... I think they might have left,\" Seamus offered.

\"And you let them?!\" she shrieked. Several other students looked over at her outburst. She didn\'t bother to quiet down though as she glared at Dean and Seamus.

\"Well, why not? They seemed fine,\" Seamus said, confused. Hermione didn\'t answer. Instead she took off for the portrait hole immediately.

Seamus and Dean stared after her. Seamus shrugged and they went back to their game of chess.

Hermione burst out the portrait hole and looked around hastily. She could see no sign of either boy. She knew she shouldn\'t have left them alone! Something was obviously wrong and they hadn\'t been acting like themselves.

She knew that potion couldn\'t have had any effect. It was Neville for Merlin’s sake! She thought this as she rushed down the corridors, wondering where on Earth they might have gone.

Once she got down two floors below the common room, she had to force herself to stop.

\'Okay, think,\' she told herself. \'Where would they go? They\'re obviously not in their right minds. Ron might go to the kitchens. He likes food. That\'s a good place to start.\'

She turned and went down another few flights of stairs until she came to the corridor filled with paintings of fruit. She came to the painting of the bowl of fruit and tickled the pear.

She pulled on the door handle as it appeared and walked into the kitchen. There were tons of house elves milling around but once she appeared they all stopped and bowed low.

For once she didn\'t bother to feel bad for their working conditions. She asked for Dobby and he immediately appeared at her side.

\"Hello, Miss!\" he squeaked, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet excitedly. \"What is you doing here, Miss? Can we gets you anything?\"

The surrounding house elves clambered forwards in case she requested anything.

\"No, Dobby,\" she said, distracted. She was looking around the kitchen, hoping to see Ron somewhere stuffing his face with cakes. \"Actually, I\'m looking for Harry and Ron. You haven\'t seen them, have you?\"

\"No, Miss,\" Dobby said, shaking his head and his large ears flapping along. \"I is not seeing Harry Potter or his Weezy.\"

Hermione looked disappointed and worried. She bit her lip as she took one last look around the room.

\"Alright, well, if you see them, will you please tell me?\" she asked.

\"Of course, Miss!\" Dobby exclaimed, eager to help in any way. \"We is telling you if we is seeing them!\"

\"Thanks, Dobby,\" Hermione said with a small smile. She said goodbye to the rest of the elves and backed out of the kitchen, declining their offers of food.

She sighed as she shut the door behind her and it transformed back into a painting. She didn\'t know where to go next. She knew she needed to find Harry and Ron as soon as possible. Who knew what kind of damage they were causing in their unstable state.

She walked up to the Entrance Hall slowly, trying to think of where they might be. As she came to the Entrance Hall, she stopped. She looked at the Oak front door, wondering if perhaps they had gone outside. Then she looked at the stairs, wondering if maybe they were still in the castle somewhere.

In the end she decided to keep her search within the castle for the time-being. She started up the stairs, looking to her left and right, hoping she might get lucky and come upon them.

As she reached the fourth floor, she decided to divert from the stairs. She took one of the passages that led to the Charms classroom. She moved along quietly, hoping to hear a sound of them.

She passed by an open door and heard a feeble giggle. She stopped and pushed open the door carefully. Ron was sitting on a desk in the middle of the room.

Nothing else was around him besides a butterfly that appeared to have been conjured. Hermione moved carefully into the room, not sure if she should disturb him or not.

His gaze never left the fluttering insect as it flew in a haphazard manner around his head. He reached out, attempting to catch it, but being unsuccessful.

Hermione approached carefully. Ron didn\'t seem to notice. Finally, she decided she should make her presence known.

\"Ron?\" she asked quietly. Ron\'s gaze snapped from the butterfly to her.

\"Hermione!\" he cried happily. He slid off the desk, losing his balance as he landed rather hard on the ground. He stumbled a few feet then swayed as he stood up straight.

\"Ron, where\'s Harry?\" Hermione asked slowly, hoping he understood.

\"It\'s pink!\" Ron said, not answering her question.

\"Pink?\" she repeated.

\"Yeah,\" Ron said, his eyes wide in the amazement a child holds. His eyes were focused once again on the butterfly what was flitting around his head. The butterfly was in fact white and not pink, as Hermione noted.

\"Ron,\" Hermione said again, trying to capture his attention. She waved a hand in front of his face and his eyes immediately focused on that. She waved it again and his eyes followed the movement religiously. She rolled her eyes and continued with the question. \"Where is Harry?\"

\"Dunno,\" he said vaguely, his eyes fixed on her still moving hand. He reached out and took her hand in his. He held it up to his face and moved it around. Hermione raised an eyebrow at his strange behavior.

\"Well, we need to find him,\" she said, pulling her hand back from Ron. His eyes remained on her hand is she let it fall down to her side. Ron nodded though she was sure he had no idea what he was agreeing to.

She rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, pulling him from the room. He allowed himself to be pulled along as they went out the classroom and into the hall. She dragged him along, walking quickly.

\"Everything is blue,\" he said behind her as she pulled him along. She shook her head and rolled her eyes again. They stopped as they emerged at a staircase. She let go of his hand momentarily and he immediately raised it to his eyes to inspect it.

\"Where do we go?\" she murmured to herself. She looked back to Ron who was still staring intently at his hand, rubbing his fingers together once more. She sighed, knowing he would be no help.

\"Oh, Neville,\" she sighed. \"What did you do? Harry better not be doing anything stupid...\"


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