The Challenge

Disclaimer: Not mine, Harry Potter belongs to the genius herself JK Rowling...

Big thanks to my beta Alessa and everyone else that has helped me with this chapter!

Note: This fic was originally known as "The Bet", but I decided to change the name with the new revisions! If you have read this before you might want to read it again as I have made some changes to the chapters...



Set immediately after Ron's introspective....

"Hey, lazy arse, wake up!" Ron, eager to gain a partner in his 'make-Harry-and-Draco-feel-better' scheme, started poking Blaise in his side, determined to wake him from his nap.

"Ow! What the hell was that for Weasley?" Blaise sat up quickly massaging his side. He immediately closed his eyes against the harsh glare of the sun as he silently called for hexes to all excitable Gryffindors.

Ron rolled his eyes, "Knock it off with the Weasley thing, you fuckwit, I am in desperate need of your Slytherin cunning to improve the last days of school for two of our friends."

"You mean the two friends that seem to think that pranking will hide the fact that they are still extremely stressed, those two friends?" Blaise replied. "I've been thinking along the same lines myself, they really do need something to get them past whatever the hell is stuck up their arses at the moment!

“I tried to get Draco to share his feelings, but all he would say was for me not to stress, and he'll get over it soon." Blaise looked thoughtful before continuing. "Even if we can't fix the problem, at least we might be able to distract them enough for them to have fun for the next two weeks!"

"Yeah, Harry brushed me off in a similar way. What I was thinking was that they need something to challenge them. They are always in their element when they are challenged! How about a bet of some kind?" The eager redhead sat up straighter as he started to think of ways to challenge his friends.

Blaise stood up and paced back and forth under the blazing summer sun, plotting on the same subject, but in his more devious Slytherin way. Slowly a smirk appeared on his lips.

"I've got it! It's perfect! Ron, Harry and Draco have evolved to be the masters of control in the last two years. I mean, they kind of had to with the role they played in the war. What if we made them lose that control? What is one thing that you think would make Harry quite embarrassed to be challenged on?"

Ron started smiling as he very quickly warmed to his friend’s idea. "Definitely sex. For a guy who is normally so in charge of everything he acts so innocent whenever the subject is brought up. To my knowledge he hasn't been with anyone since the Cho disaster in fifth year, and have you noticed how flushed he gets if he is teased about his lack of a love life?"

"That is exactly why Harry is the one we need to challenge, and I know exactly how to tie it in with Draco." The curly haired Slytherin had some kind of freaky gleam in his dark eyes that could even cause a dark elf to shudder.

"We have one sexually repressed Golden Boy and one Ice Prince Slytherin who has never lost his composure in public before. Lets see, Golden Boy = innocent + Ice Prince = control freak…What I propose is that we give this bet to Harry, that before the end of this week he can't get Draco to yell or scream his name out in public – by going down on him." Blaise finished speaking with a grin and sat back down on the beautiful green grass, waiting for the reaction he knew was coming.

The Gryffindor side of the conspiracy's mouth dropped open in shock. "Okay, that idea would have never popped into my mind! What the hell kind of thoughts do you have running through your brain daily for you to be able to think up this quite fucked up plan? Wait, don't answer that one!" Ron said horrified as Blaise opened his mouth. "But there are a number of things working against it. One, while I have no problem with gay guys, watching one of my friends do that would quite frankly make me vomit. Two, Harry and Draco are both straight. And three, they would never ever agree to it."

Blaise was ready for all these objections, "Of course they'll go for it... no matter how much they don't want to do something if you word it in the right way so that it seems they will be challenging each other – they'll do it. They may be friends now, but they still like to prove whose best between them. In regards to your second point, we need them to be straight to ensure it's a fair bet. Ask Harry to go down on a girl and she'll be screaming his name whether she's coming or not just so he'll stick around. Even some boys would probably do that... but not Draco.

“Apart from the fact that he'd be mortified if he lost his cool in public, he'll definitely want to prove that he can remain composed even through a blow job. There will be no shame for Harry when he loses, after all, a straight guy really can't be expected to win a bet like this! Oh, and by the way, while it's not my thing, I've seen a gay couple start to get it on once it the Slytherin common room – it is surprisingly hot to watch."

Ron looked at him in amazement, "You are truly evil, aren't you? Not only do we get to give our friends an interesting and very challenging challenge, we get something out of it too by winning a bet! Ooh, hang on. I know you are probably right in that they'll agree just to prove themselves, but Harry also has the added incentive of believing he'll win the bet. What does Draco have?"

"The bet is on Harry, it works out even better for us if Draco doesn't want in as Harry will have to try even harder. But I don't think it will be a problem. Draco is just too proud of his self control to turn down this opportunity to show it off," the Italian answered. "So do you agree? Is this the plan?"

The redhead looked down at the grass and thought carefully for a moment. Coming to a decision he looked back up. "Yeah, this is the plan, and it's time to let them in on it too."

He took a deep breath, "Hey, Harry, Draco... come over here! Blaise and I have a challenge for you!"

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Harry and Draco, breathing heavily, desperately trying to get their bodies under control, both looked towards their 'friends' giving them the most evil look they could muster – which was pretty damned evil.

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"Blaise, I'm scared, Harry and Draco for some unknown reason look like they are going to kill us. What the hell did we do?" Ron questioned as he quickly crept up behind Blaise and took cover. After seeing the reaction of his shout he feared for his life.

"Oh shit, I know that look from Draco," the second most commanding Slytherin shuddered. "Quick, we have to distract them with the bet, I really don't care why they are angry, and if we ask we'll just get into more trouble! Although it is a little insane of us to be such pussies that we are scared of our friends!"

"Well, considering they did take out Voldemort together, I think they have earned the right to be pretty damned scary, whatever their twisted reasons are," Ron replied.

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After gaining some sense of their control, mainly by thinking of things like Dumbledore getting it on with Hagrid; Harry and Draco ambled over to see the results of scaring their friends, which, by the way, was always funny to watch.

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The frustrated boys sat down next to their friends with a glare that clearly said 'this better be important or someone will have to limp up to Madame Pomfrey as a girl.'

Ron quickly piped up, terrified of an outburst, especially from Harry whose temper was legendary.

"We've noticed that you two have seemed a bit out of sorts recently. We have no idea why, but we wanted to distract you a bit to make the last couple of weeks of school more, uh, stimulating for you. While you are both friends now, you still have a healthy dose of competition so Blaise and I propose a bet." Harry and Draco looked at each other seemingly in confusion. After all it was normally Harry and Draco themselves that came up with the grand schemes, not Blaise and Ron.

Blaise took their silence as a sign to continue. "Harry, our brave hero... Ron and I bet that by the end of this week, you can't sexually stimulate Draco to the point where he screams your name in public, oh and by sexually stimulate, we mean a blow job."

The blood immediately left Draco and Harry's faces as they took in the other boy's words, for all the world (or at least those in the know) terrified their secret had been found out. Ron and Blaise loved the reaction they got, thinking that it was a result of them being terrified of being part of this bet, they paused a moment before explaining their reasoning behind the challenge.

"We know, of course, that you are both straight, but with both of your determination to best each other, it would be much more fun then watching Harry to go down on a girl, who is most likely to get excited just from hearing of the plan. We are also betting Harry rather than you Draco, simply because it is well known that Harry's experience is considerably less than yours," Blaise finished.

The boyfriends looked at each other in relief, both realizing that not only were they not caught, but that they had a wonderful way of coming out delivered to them on a platter.

Draco started thinking of ways to convince their friends that there was no way Harry would win, even while realizing that based on past experience, there was no way he could keep quiet while Harry was pleasuring him. Harry, on the other hand, was thinking of ways to totally freak Ron and Blaise out once the terms of the bet were set. But first he had to make his friends think he didn't want to do it.

"This is a bit too nuts for me guys, I mean normally I'm always up for a bet, but, uh, this one I think would be a bit too hard for me," Harry stammered nervously.

"So you don't think you could do it then? Is little innocent Potter scared of the big bad Malfoy?" Draco responded while cracking up, along with Blaise and Ron at Harry's puns.

"What did I say that is so funny?" Harry asked looking totally confused. Draco laughed even louder knowing exactly what Harry was doing. The raven haired Gryffindor started to get an angry look on his face, "So you guys think that just because I'm seen as innocent, I couldn't win a bet like this? Well fine, I accept the bet, and I'll win! I'm not scared of any bet you wankers lay down. However, I would like to set the terms."

Blaise and Ron saw nothing wrong with this, but Ron wanted to reassure Harry first. He didn't want him to think he was trying to humiliate him.

"Now Harry, as Blaise mentioned to me before, you do know that there is no shame in losing, after all, no one can expect a straight guy to be good at this sort of thing." Harry got one of his famous obstinate looks on his face.

"Thank you for your concern Ron," he said sarcastically, "but I believe I'll be fine. Here are my terms: the winner gets to order the loser around for 24 hours. This means the loser must do whatever the winner says, no matter how embarrassing it may be. My second term is this: I'm allowed to work up to the actual, um, attempt to win the bet, which I plan to be this coming Thursday, three days away. What do you say to my terms?"

Blaise and Ron conferred together after another bout of giggling at yet another pun by Harry, which Draco knew to be purposely dropped yet again.

They were a bit surprised at Harry's second term, not thinking that he could think of that, but then they thought, he would be way too embarrassed to go through with it properly. They also realized that the first term was brilliant and couldn't wait to start jotting down all their ideas for Harry once they won. Ron spoke up for both of them.

"We accept your terms, by our magic we pledge to stay true to the terms of this bet." After Harry responded in kind, Ron spoke up again, "Hang on, Draco, would you like to enjoy some of the perks once we have won?"

Draco laughed, "Don't worry about it, while Harry is a boy, I'm sure whether he wins or loses, I'll still be getting some pleasure, after all, a dick is still a dick, no matter who is stroking it. Besides, I know what the outcome will be, and it will be my final vindication in this school to prove I am the master of control. I have no need to order Harry around."

Blaise grinned at the reaction he had predicted from Draco.

After both parties had made their oaths to uphold the terms of the bet, Harry had started to smirk in an extremely Slytherin way, something that the instigators only just started to notice. Blaise, knowing what sort of thoughts could be going through someone’s brain while smirking that way, got a little worried.

"Harry, what the bloody hell is going on right now? The look on your face is one that you have used in the past when coming up with clever battle plans, or new pranks. I have never seen that look on your face when anyone has started talking about sex in any way shape or form."

"Well, Blaise, my buddy, my pal, recognizer of evil thoughts, I was just thinking that there is no time like the present to put my side of the bet in motion." And with that Harry lay down on his stomach and rested his head side ways with the back of his head resting on Draco's crotch, revelling in the quickly burgeoning hardness encased in finely tailored black slacks.

From this vantage point, and no longer focused on the details of the bet, Harry realized that they had gained quite an audience, and the reaction to Harry's actions were quite hilarious. Almost as one, everyone watching gasped in shock, that their sexually innocent hero would make such a bold move was just outrageous!

Draco gritted his teeth, trying to hide the fact that he was severely turned on by the look and feel of his lover’s actions, and vowing to totally punish his boyfriend as soon as he got him alone. Although he did find it funny that Harry had to play this trick while lying on his stomach rather than his back. The game would be given away in an instant if Harry's reactions to the proximity of Draco's cock could be seen by the world.

Draco looked around at their audience as well, taking in the shocked looks of their peers, and the slightly worried faces of the instigators of the bet. He immediately made sure his Slytherin mask of control was on his face, before assuring everyone that he could not be beaten, no matter what was thrown at him. As Blaise and Ron started to look a bit more relaxed, although still weirded out, Draco looked beyond them for the first time at the other boys' girlfriends.

Hermione and Pansy were holding their stomachs almost in pain from the sheer amount of laughter they had been experiencing since they had started eavesdropping on the conversation as soon as they heard Ron yell out.

Their giggles had started as they had seen the murderous look on Harry and Draco's faces, they guessed Ron had interrupted something very interesting and desperately wished they had overheard that conversation as well. At one point, their giggles had threatened to become so loud that Hermione had to cast a short term silencing charm on them both.

"Hey Harry," Draco whispered, while the rest of the class was distracted asking questions of Blaise and Ron.

"Yeah?" Harry replied while rubbing his head back and forth against Draco's cock, not only to stimulate that part of the body physically, but he also knew how much Draco loved Harry's just-back-from-the-world-of-hardcore hair, and the rubbing was definitely causing the raven locks to become sinfully messy.

"Before we go inside so I can thoroughly punish you, we need to have a little chat to our two little miss giggles over there." Before looking over at where his boyfriend was indicating, Harry cracked up.

"Dray, did you know that if the wizarding world knew that you probably know more about Muggles than many Muggle, your reputation would be in tatters? I mean seriously, Little Miss books?" The closet Muggle artifacts lover also laughed but in a self-depreciating way.

"Well, I know that you love me enough that my secret is safe with you."

Draco stood up quickly, thinking a reminder of his evil nature was in order to doubly ensure his secret was safe, let Harry's head hit the ground, then he quickly arranged his expensive white designer shirt to cover his crotch.

"Fuck you wanker, that hurt, you do know you get punished now too!" Harry stood up next to his boyfriend, rubbing his head and fixed his own school uniform so it covered a similar very obvious bulge in his trousers. Noticing what Draco had been talking about previously, Harry followed him over to the girl’s contingent of their group.

Hermione and Pansy saw identical smirks on the two gorgeous guys walking towards them and realized that whatever was coming wasn't good.

Draco hunched down, speaking first. "So girls, I'm surprised that you are so willingly giving up your position of power. After all, you have inside information, are you really going to give the game away by giggling? Hermione, you're a Gryffindor, so I can understand; you are supposed to be a bit clueless on evil schemes.

“But Pansy, I'm disappointed in you. You are a Slytherin; we have a reputation of cunning to live up to.” The two girls immediately went red realizing that the boys knew they knew of the relationship. Once they had got out of their shock at being found out, Hermione gained the courage and asked a simple question:

"How did you know?"

Harry hunched down next to Draco, drawling sexily, "You don't really think that we would be so stupid to forget silencing charms do you?" The girls mouths dropped open as they realized they had been set up to see what they saw. Harry continued,

"Yeah, at the time when we realized that you two very clever witches started to realize what may have been going on, I came up with the idea of giving you both irrefutable proof. We knew we could trust you with it, and we also knew it would stop the questions we knew were probably coming."

Pansy having trouble getting over the revelations, but at the same time appreciating the clever plan, spoke up. "Harry, you've spent so much time in Slytherin over the last two years, I think you've turned into one!"

Draco chuckled at this and said, "Use your information for your own gain, don't give the game away. Oh and by the way, Pansy, you missed a letter in your previous sentence." The girls got shrewd looks on their faces before getting confused by the last comment.

Harry cracked up and leaned very close to the girls and whispered "That letter would be an A, clever girls like you should be able to work that one out. Anyway, must go, I believe I have a punishment coming my way that I'm very much looking forward to." With that Harry looked back at Draco, gave him a wink and headed back to the castle. Draco quickly realizing what that wink meant, was a bit more 'subtle' in his goodbyes.

"See you girls, gotta fuck!" then sped off after Harry as quickly as he could without people noticing. Quite an easy feat considering the entire seventh year was busy making bets amongst themselves.

Hermione and Pansy always wanting to figure things out thought carefully on where the 'A' would fit in the sentence. The answer popped into their head at exactly the same time, and they both got flustered picturing the scene in their head.

"Well," Pansy laughed, "I think we can safely bet against our boyfriends."

"Yep," Hermione answered. "And I think this is going to be the most hilarious coming out of the century."