Chasing the Dragon

A/N: I just wanted to take a minute to thank everyone who reviewed so… thank you.

Disclaimer: Have you seen me leading Draco and Harry around by a leash lately… No? Then they still aren’t mine. So please don’t sue me.

Thank you to my sister Lucy for betaing (is that a word?… oh well) this chapter for me and being my partner in insanity.

On with the show


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I stand there for a moment and go over my recent interactions with Potter. Ok let’s recap… Harry Potter, savior of the wizarding world, pushed me up against a wall and… and kissed me. What is the world coming to when a student can’t even venture down the halls alone with out being accosted. I suppose the lusciousness that is me is too much to resist even for the famous Harry Potter… damn I’m good. But what to do next, hmm… surely I can’t torment him for this, no… definitely not, no one must know of what transpired between us… ever. It may ruin my reputation and I can’t have that. Whatever, I don’t have time to think about this now... I need to get to class. God, is this new Defense Professor a moron or what… a one eyed newt could do a better job. All he does is go on and on about his so called “glory days”. Personally I don’t believe a word of it, sometimes I think he’s more sure of himself than Lockhart… if that’s possible. I am so bored…. La da dee la da da, I really would prefer to be sleeping right now… we already know all of this dumbass, we’re not first years ya know. Uhhh, so so bored… someone please talk to me, before I kill myself to give me something to do.

“Hey Draco” Finally!

“Yes Blaise?” Took you long enough.

“Where were you after lunch? Pansy and I waited but you never came.” Oh shit oh shit… think of something quick.

“Snogging Potter.” What did I say about honesty?

“Funny… now really where were you?” I’m offended.

“What? Surely you don’t think I would lie about such a thing, do you?” Alright, I would… stop pestering me.

“As a matter of fact I do. Besides that… I don’t believe Potter would have you” Ouch

“You don’t think I’m good enough for Potter?” The nerve of Zabini… no one is too good for me.

“Not really… don’t look at me -” If looks could kill.

“I was good enough for you.” Ok, so it was only that one time… but still.

“I’m not Harry Potter.” No… defiantly not.

“Whatever” just shut up

“Look Draco I didn’t mea-” Sure you didn’t… you never do.

“Not. Another. Word” If you value your life.

“Fine” good boy

Finally, class is over… now maybe I won’t have to kill myself after all. What’s next… oh no, Creatures… with the Gryffindors… with Potter. I had completely forgotten about it, but maybe he wont be there… maybe he got sick or died of embarrassment after my rejecting him or maybe he was committed to St. Mungos for his recent lack of sanity or maybe the sky will open up raining little fairy people who will dance around bringing sunshine and love to everyone. Get a grip Draco, it’s only Potter… you’ve faced worse. I make my way down to my last lesson of the day alone, not feeling much like company after Blaises little insight into my and Potters nonexistent relationship. If he only knew the truth - that I can have anyone I want, that no one is too good for me, and that Mr. Wonderful himself wants to do naughty things to me… I assume. I’m not surprised to find that I am one of the first students to show up for class… I don’t have the second to highest marks in school for nothing.

Now there is nothing for me to do but wait for everyone else to arrive so we can begin this sorry excuse for a subject. I wonder what the idiotic half-breed has planned for us today… I think I’ll just go over and have a look. Hmm seems we will be dealing with Unicorns today and… uh oh Potter has arrived, and unfortunately he doesn’t seem to be embarrassed at all… if anything he looks even more sure of himself than ever. Damn he spotted me… and he’s not turning away… what a surprise, what the hell was that… he just made a kissy face at me. What is wrong with him? Has he no shame? I guess I should do something back - if nothing but to assure him that he does not intimidate me… but what to do? Ahh yes. I suppose mouthing a simple “I hate you” should suffice… however it seems to have no affect since he is now making inappropriate hand motions with his wand. I can’t take it anymore… after class I shall have to corner him and put a stop to this once and for all.

Damn Unicorns, I thought they were supposed to be all sweet and loving… but no that poor excuse for a Professor had to go and get demon Unicorns. Why else would one have bitten me? And thank you gods class dismissed, now to find Potter… do I sense a pattern forming here? I follow him and his little friends for a while before I see my chance to get him alone, when he separates from them to use the loo. I enter just as he is exiting the stall… upon seeing me a triumphant smile appears on his face, as if I am there for anything but to pummel him… is he in for a surprise.

“Potter.” What am I doing… maybe this is a mistake.

“What do you want now Malfoy?” Besides your body - wait, that’s not right.

“What do I want… What do I want?” You must be joking.

“Well…” Well what? Oh yeah.

“Take it back.” do it again

“Take what back?” As if you didn’t know.

“You know… the thing… in the hall.” Very eloquent Draco.

“Oh that, well… I can’t take it back… it happened.” Ok bye now.

“Now you listen to me Potter… nothing happened, do you hear me NOTHING!” Absolutely nothing

“If nothing happened then how can I take it back?” I really should be collecting royalties for that smirk.

“THAT’S IT!” I scream slamming him up against the nearest wall

“Ooh Draco… I always thought you’d like it rough” He’s laughing? I can’t believe it… he’s not afraid of me at all.

“By the look of things Potter… I’d say you were the one who likes it rough.” Impressive

“Never said I didn’t.” He begins struggling in my grasps, leaning forward trying desperately to nip and lick at me.

“Are you trying to bite me?” Well try harder.

“Do you want me to?” How could I not?

“NO” Yes… damn it.

“Well then… maybe you should back up” I do as he suggested but I do not loosen my grip on him… fearing what would happen if I do

We stand for a few moments, eyes locked… I’m not sure of what to do now, letting him go may not be the best thing but I am hungry and I would like to leave the bathroom some time today so I relent… with a warning.

“Ok Potter… I’m going to let you go now and then I am going to leave, Don’t. Try. Anything.” Please try something.

“Whatever you say” Really?

I let go of him and immediately realize my mistake, since I am now on the floor with a very aroused Harry Potter on top of me. He has my arms pinned above my head and is currently licking my neck… I have to admit it feels really good. However, I am a Malfoy and we are never submissive… under any circumstances, so with a quick motion I switch our positions… I am now on top with a very satisfied looking Gryffindor under me… does nothing faze him? Once again being new to this whole sleeping with the enemy thing… I am unsure what to do. So it has turned into a staring contest, each of us daring the other to make a move. And as soon as I’m about to make one I am not so gently lifted off my consort by two very freckly arms… and thrown across the room.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing Malfoy?” I didn’t DO anything.

“I think that would be fairly obvious.” Well… maybe not that obvious.

“Thought you’d corner Harry alone and rough him up a little did you?” In a manner of speaking.

Before I had the chance to form a rebuttal Potter stepped in to referee.

“Ron, just leave it… nothing happened” Yet

“Only because I got here in time… honestly Harry, you should know better than to go off alone.” He’s not a child you know.

“I can take care of myself.” Boy does he look good angry.

“I know but -”

“No buts... now come on, I’m hungry” He’s leaving… again.

He gets up to leave, the Weasel following close behind, I remain in my position on the floor not sure of what big red would do if I was to move… I bruise too easily to find out. But before they make their exit Potter turns to me, making sure he is out of the great freckled one’s sight and hearing range and leaves a parting message.

“We’ll continue this later Draco”

With that he winks and departs for dinner.

“Well… that was eventful.” Great, now I\'m talking to myself!

The question is… do I want to finish this later? Yes, I believe I do… if only to show Zabini that I can have anything I want… and I do mean anything. I rise from my position on the floor and make my way to the Great Hall for some dinner. After arriving I take my usual seat and begin my meal when I am unfortuanatley interrupted yet again by Blaise.

“Draco?” I so don’t want to talk to you.

“What?” I snap

“You’re not still mad at me are you?” Of course.

“What do you think?” It really was a stupid question.

“Come on Draco… there’s no reason for you to be mad I mean it’s Potter… he’s never even had a real girlfriend before and even if he did, he hates you… so I just don’t think he would be interested in you… that’s all I’m saying.” Shows what you know.

“Are you done?” Being a pain in my ass

“Yes.” Good… now fuck off.

“Good, now I can finish my dinner in peace.” Hmm… food.

He sighs and rolls his eyes at me… then turns to Parkinson, to talk about whatever it is they talk about I guess. I try my best to remain focused on my food but my gaze eventually goes to Potter… as it has so many times this week. He’s not looking at me; I must say I’m a little more than disappointed… I’ve gotten sorta used to his eyes on me. I want those eyes on me and I intend on staring at him until they are. Victory… he’s looking back but his all knowing gaze doesn’t linger for long, he flashes me a smile and a wink and turns his attention back to his housemates. I’ve finished tonight’s rations by now and quite tired of my self inflicted solitude, I turn to Blaise.

“Are you ready to head back to the dungeons?” Time to play nice.

“So you’re talking to me again?” Well, I’m looking at you, my lips are moving and sounding is coming out… so I’m thinking yeah.

“Yes but don’t push it.” I’m tired of talking to myself. It\'s not any fun at all and people look at you funny.

“Oh all right… come on Pans.” Does she have to come?

I have come to the conclusion that this castle was specifically designed to torture the Slytherins, since it takes almost a day and a half to get anywhere except the Potions class room. During our long trek down I feel someone watching me. I turn to Blaise and Pansy but they are so engrossed in each other, they most likely don’t even realize that I’m here at all. I stop dead in my tracks and turn around just to be sure I am not being followed when I feel a hand grace the back of my neck. I shiver at the contact and turn my attention again to Pansy and Blaise but they are still continuing down the hall. I am more than a little confused until I feel something… someone bite my ear.

What the hell is going on here? I take a step back - wand brandished, prepared to attack my assailant, when a pair of bright green eyes appear to me out of nowhere… Potter. I heard he had an invisibility cloak but it had never occurred to me that he would use it to tease me. He takes my hand in his, and with it, starts to caress my inner thigh. He ever so slowly begins moving inward… ohh, that…should be illegal. I absentmindedly mindedly moan… a lot louder than I should have since I have attracted the attention of Blaise and Pansy, who are now walking to me with matching… curious expressions. He lifts his cloak just enough to flash me one of his magnificent smiles before completely disappearing again. Surely they saw him… and I can gloat as Blaise has been proven wrong once again.

“Draco… what are you doing?” Getting a hand job.

“So what you got to say now Zabini?” Ha ha… in your face

“About what?” The crisis in Africa.

“About me and Potter.” And his unfathomable lust for me.

“Are you still on that?” Actually, I haven’t gotten on anything yet.

“Did you see him?” He was here, I swear.

“See who?” William Shakespeare

“POTTER!”

“Draco… there wasn’t anyone else here.” Yes there was!

“Yes there was.” And he was all over me.

“But we didn’t see anyone.” Then you two must be blind.

“Then why did you come back?” And ruin my good time.

“Because we heard you make a noise and wanted to make sure you were ok, but then we saw you… doing things…so we started to leave again when you turned around.” Are you deaf as well as blind… I wasn’t doing anything.

“That wasn’t me, it was Potter.” A surprisingly skilled Potter.

“Look Draco, if you want to… pleasure yourself and pretend it’s Potter, then be my guest… but may I suggest next time you do in private, otherwise people are going to get the wrong idea.” As if I would ever do such a thing.

“He was here.” I know he was.

“Sure he was.” Why don’t you people believe me?

They give each other a worried glance as I pass them, all of the sudden very eager to get back to my room. Potter is so going down for this… preferably on me. That’s just great; I can’t believe they thought I was… I can’t even say it. Do they even remember who I am? I do not need to do those sorts of things. I could get just about anyone at this school - professors included, to do anything I wanted. So why would I have to stoop to self gratification? By now I am just too tired too think about it. I gather my things to prepare for bed and suddenly remember that tomorrow will be the first Potions class since Potters little outburst… that should be interesting. With my previous thoughts spinning around my brain I climb into bed and drift into a very peaceful sleep.