I can\'t breathe!

Blaise looked at the scene infront of him. He cringed slightly, cutting his nails into his palm as he created a fist. He shook his head, closed his eyes, and let out a breath. \"Disgusting,\" He spat angrily. He turned on his heal and walked out, his robes billowing behind him.

Harry rubbed the back of his neck uneasily, and looked at Draco who sat back, picking at Harry\'s bed sheets now. He shook his head lightly. Harry opened his mouth to say something, but Draco cut him off, \"No. I\'m not..a..pouff.\" He got up and moved over to his bed, wrapping himself in his warm blankets. He was shaking lightly, knowing what Blaise thought of homosexuallity. And to top it off, Blaise had caught him nearly kissing the boy-who-lived. He groaned and pulled the bed cover his head.

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Draco walked carefully back to the dungeons. He was rubbing his head, and casting his eyes towards the ground. He was tired, and he was finally out of the hospital wing. His mind was whirling, and he wasn\'t looking forward to seeing Blaise, or anyone in Slytherin for that matter. They probably all knew.

He stopped, leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and exhaled a small breath. Running his fingers through his hair, he slid down the wall, resting slightly on the cold floor. His thoughts were interupted as a rough hand grabbed his collar and hoisted him up. He met gazes with Blaise, and two other younger years he wasn\'t sure of. He tried to put on a glare, but he was shaking all over and was frightened.

\"How can you - Draco I - ugh!\" He said as he spat on Draco\'s face and threw him back against the wall. Draco let out a yelp, and one of the younger slytherin boys raised his wand, and silenced him. His jaw met with a fist, and he could taste his on salty blood as it dripped down his chin. The two younger years were holding him down, and one of them got out a knife. They slowly began to trace paterns in Draco\'s skin, and all Draco could do was cry. Tears cascaded down his face as he felt the cold sharp edge slice through his flesh. Another punch to his head, and to the gut, and he was on the floor, cowering in pain.

Blaise lifted him back up and laughed. \"You\'re worse then Potter himself!\" A swift kick to the groin was what Draco received, and the tears fell faster as he tried to stand up and fight back, to no prevail. Suddenly, Blaise\'s hand snaked down his pants, and began to stroke Draco. He immediatly became hard, despite him trying with everything not to. \"Look boys, hes tu on on off us!\" Blaise chucked Draco once more across the floor, with another good kick to the stomach. They removed the silencing charm, delighting in the soft wheezing noises and muffled cries coming from Draco. \"Bye, Draco dear!\" And with that, Draco was left alone in the middle of the hallway, gasping for a better breath of air.

Draco crawled into the nearby boys bathroom, still crying and panting. He looked at himself in the mirror pathetically, and dabbed a paper towel against his injuries. But he still had an erection. He moved to a stall slowly, and began to pump himself. When the white liquid hit the water in the bowl, more tears ran down his face. He was utterly disgusted in himself, and he crawled under the sink, whimpering gently and crying himself to sleep.
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Harry Potter walked the halls of hogwarts, with a newly healed leg and a fropon pon his face. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. Just back from the hospital after one day and he still had to go through his shift as Head-boy. He wanted to crawl under his blankets and die, but duty called.

As he reached the dungeons, he felt tired and soggy. He turned into the boys bathroom, hoping to wash his face and start fresher. But his eyes fell upon a bloody, sleeping, injured Draco Malfoy. Harry dropped to his knees and shook Draco. He was relieved when Draco heaved a breath. \"I can\'t...\"

\"Malfoy,\" Harry said harshly, scooping the blonde into his arms and running his fingers along the cuts and bruises on his body. \"What happened?\"

Draco sat up and pushed away. \"Blaise.\" He said simply. Harry nodded knowingly, and began to tare his robes, wrapping them around Draco\'s wounds. \"Thanks..\"

\"I\'m sorry. If it wasnt for-\"

\"No.\" Draco starred into Harry\'s eyes and smiled lightly. He felt floaty at this moment (perhaps from the shock of what happened), and leaned forward and pressed his lips to the golden-boy who sat infront of him. His arms slowly wrapped themselves around Harry, as Harry pulled him closer. The kiss was feverish and light, but Draco pushed further, wanting to be enveloped in those arms. When the kiss broke for a breath, both boys were crimson, with small smiles on there faces. \"I wanted that,\"

\"Draco..\" Harry cooed, as lips once more met in a frenzied kiss.

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