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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,405
Reviews:
64
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 4
Just to clear up misundertsanding; this story is told through Draco Malfoy\'s thoughts. any thing surrounded by *\'s is someone else thoughts, and Draco\'s conscience is surrounded by ~. Ok? ;P
Potions.
Is it ok for me to hate this lesson now after what happened in the last lesson?
Fuck, yes!
Great, I’m still paired with Potter.
Draco, keep your eyes to yourself.
~Yeah, right Draco. Like that’s going to happen~
‘Shut up you stupid conscious!’
‘Huh?’
DO NOT LOOK AT POTTER!
‘What?’
Why do I always do what I don’t want to do?
‘Did you say something?’
Blaise is watching.
And Vin.
And Greg.
And Pansy.
And Millie.
And the Gryffindork’s.
‘Potter, if I said something, would it be to you?’
Yay!
Two points to the Hogwarts whore while the Boy-Who-Poisoned-Me has yet to score.
Good, my fans are laughing.
*That was mean. Malfoy is such a fucking prat.*
‘Thank you Potter.’
I whispered that once everyone else was looking forwards again.
‘Talking to me now are you?’
‘No, just listening to you.’
Can’t he take a potion (That he hasn’t brewed. He’d probably turn aubergine) to stop him turning that colour?
‘Fuck you Malfoy.’
‘No Potter. No one’s ever fucked me.’
LIES!
My tongue should be black with the lies I’ve told.
Mother told me every time you tell a lie, a bit of your tongue goes black.
Technically, my tongue should be darker than hell.
Father’s fucked me before.
‘And you certainly won’t.’
Hah!
He’s whiter than Peeves!
‘I am always on top.’
That’s right Draco.
Eye him up and down slowly, like he’s chocolate!
Belgian of course, milk.
Dark is so disgusting.
Got him squirming!
Score: Draco – 4., Harry – 0.
POTTER!
NOT HARRY, POTTER!
‘You’d make a very good bottom actually Potter.’
I practically purred that in his ear.
*Malfoy, don’t do that PLEASE!*
He’s shivering.
‘Cold?’
Make to undo your cloak.
*What’s he doing?
‘What are you doing?’
‘You look cold.’
*You cared enough to notice?*
‘And you think I want your cloak?’
*Gods, I do!*
‘Of course. Because you’re thinking it right now.’
*Shit!*
‘Does your vocabulary consist entirely of those words? Should I… teach you some new ones? I could teach you some other things too, if you want.’
*God, do I!*
Draco, I officially proclaim you the best seducer in the known universe and beyond.
Isn’t that the tagline of a Muggle toy?
Buzz Light-year, right.
‘To infinity and beyond.’
How the fuck do I know that?
‘Potter!’
Uh-oh, Potter’s in trouble!
What did he do?
*Honestly, the way Potter was looking at Draco! And he can’t even be bothered to listen when I ask him a question!*
Sod off Snape.
Leave Potter alone.
I can take care of him.
God, will I!
‘Weren’t you listening Potter?’
It’s not very nice to glare Potter.
‘When you’ve stopped drooling over Draco, do you think you could spare some time for Potions?’
Ouch!
That was harsh Snape!
Poor Harry, POTTER.
Everyone’s snickering.
‘Actually sir, he was asking me about an ingredient. He didn’t know where it could be found.’
Did I just protect Potter?
*Did Malfoy just cover for me?*
Great.
It’s official.
I’ve gone soft.
‘Oh really?’
Snape looks like he doesn’t believe me.
Quick, something sarcastic!
‘Yes sir. But I’m sure a lot of people don’t know where you can find Bubotober pus.’
Good, people are laughing and the Gryffindork’s are melancholy.
Score; Draco – 6, Potter – 0.
‘Well Potter? Where does Bubotober pus come from?’
‘The plant it comes from originates from Belgium. As Malfoy was kind enough to tell me.’
He doesn’t sound sarcastic.
Snape’s moved on.
‘Thanks.’
Did Potter just thank me?
‘No problem. We don’t want everyone to know you fantasize about me.’
Score; Draco – 8, Potter – 0.
‘No. that would mean you couldn’t be on top of me, would it? Your house would object too much.’
He didn’t even blush!
Score; Draco – 8, Potter – 5.
‘As would yours.’
There’s the blush.
I win, ten points to five.
‘Maybe not. Do you know how many people fantasize about you in Gryffindor? Everyone but Hermione, Ginny and Dean.’
‘Including you?’
HE WINKED AT ME!
Oh.
My.
God!
I loose.
Twenty five points to ten.
Damn Potter, he’s always beating me.
But I’ll beat him in bed.
Just have to pick my moment.
Hah!
He’s blushing again!
Hasn’t he ever had someone squeeze his thigh?
That’s right Potter.
I can wink a lot sexier than you.
*I. Can. Not. Believe. That. Just. Happened.*
‘Believe it Potter. And a lot more’s going to happen soon.’
Ok, I don’t loose.
We’re even so far.
And I don’t think he’ll stop blushing for the whole lesson.
Thnx for all the reviews! Please keep reviewing, and bear with me. the Slash is coming soon!
Potions.
Is it ok for me to hate this lesson now after what happened in the last lesson?
Fuck, yes!
Great, I’m still paired with Potter.
Draco, keep your eyes to yourself.
~Yeah, right Draco. Like that’s going to happen~
‘Shut up you stupid conscious!’
‘Huh?’
DO NOT LOOK AT POTTER!
‘What?’
Why do I always do what I don’t want to do?
‘Did you say something?’
Blaise is watching.
And Vin.
And Greg.
And Pansy.
And Millie.
And the Gryffindork’s.
‘Potter, if I said something, would it be to you?’
Yay!
Two points to the Hogwarts whore while the Boy-Who-Poisoned-Me has yet to score.
Good, my fans are laughing.
*That was mean. Malfoy is such a fucking prat.*
‘Thank you Potter.’
I whispered that once everyone else was looking forwards again.
‘Talking to me now are you?’
‘No, just listening to you.’
Can’t he take a potion (That he hasn’t brewed. He’d probably turn aubergine) to stop him turning that colour?
‘Fuck you Malfoy.’
‘No Potter. No one’s ever fucked me.’
LIES!
My tongue should be black with the lies I’ve told.
Mother told me every time you tell a lie, a bit of your tongue goes black.
Technically, my tongue should be darker than hell.
Father’s fucked me before.
‘And you certainly won’t.’
Hah!
He’s whiter than Peeves!
‘I am always on top.’
That’s right Draco.
Eye him up and down slowly, like he’s chocolate!
Belgian of course, milk.
Dark is so disgusting.
Got him squirming!
Score: Draco – 4., Harry – 0.
POTTER!
NOT HARRY, POTTER!
‘You’d make a very good bottom actually Potter.’
I practically purred that in his ear.
*Malfoy, don’t do that PLEASE!*
He’s shivering.
‘Cold?’
Make to undo your cloak.
*What’s he doing?
‘What are you doing?’
‘You look cold.’
*You cared enough to notice?*
‘And you think I want your cloak?’
*Gods, I do!*
‘Of course. Because you’re thinking it right now.’
*Shit!*
‘Does your vocabulary consist entirely of those words? Should I… teach you some new ones? I could teach you some other things too, if you want.’
*God, do I!*
Draco, I officially proclaim you the best seducer in the known universe and beyond.
Isn’t that the tagline of a Muggle toy?
Buzz Light-year, right.
‘To infinity and beyond.’
How the fuck do I know that?
‘Potter!’
Uh-oh, Potter’s in trouble!
What did he do?
*Honestly, the way Potter was looking at Draco! And he can’t even be bothered to listen when I ask him a question!*
Sod off Snape.
Leave Potter alone.
I can take care of him.
God, will I!
‘Weren’t you listening Potter?’
It’s not very nice to glare Potter.
‘When you’ve stopped drooling over Draco, do you think you could spare some time for Potions?’
Ouch!
That was harsh Snape!
Poor Harry, POTTER.
Everyone’s snickering.
‘Actually sir, he was asking me about an ingredient. He didn’t know where it could be found.’
Did I just protect Potter?
*Did Malfoy just cover for me?*
Great.
It’s official.
I’ve gone soft.
‘Oh really?’
Snape looks like he doesn’t believe me.
Quick, something sarcastic!
‘Yes sir. But I’m sure a lot of people don’t know where you can find Bubotober pus.’
Good, people are laughing and the Gryffindork’s are melancholy.
Score; Draco – 6, Potter – 0.
‘Well Potter? Where does Bubotober pus come from?’
‘The plant it comes from originates from Belgium. As Malfoy was kind enough to tell me.’
He doesn’t sound sarcastic.
Snape’s moved on.
‘Thanks.’
Did Potter just thank me?
‘No problem. We don’t want everyone to know you fantasize about me.’
Score; Draco – 8, Potter – 0.
‘No. that would mean you couldn’t be on top of me, would it? Your house would object too much.’
He didn’t even blush!
Score; Draco – 8, Potter – 5.
‘As would yours.’
There’s the blush.
I win, ten points to five.
‘Maybe not. Do you know how many people fantasize about you in Gryffindor? Everyone but Hermione, Ginny and Dean.’
‘Including you?’
HE WINKED AT ME!
Oh.
My.
God!
I loose.
Twenty five points to ten.
Damn Potter, he’s always beating me.
But I’ll beat him in bed.
Just have to pick my moment.
Hah!
He’s blushing again!
Hasn’t he ever had someone squeeze his thigh?
That’s right Potter.
I can wink a lot sexier than you.
*I. Can. Not. Believe. That. Just. Happened.*
‘Believe it Potter. And a lot more’s going to happen soon.’
Ok, I don’t loose.
We’re even so far.
And I don’t think he’ll stop blushing for the whole lesson.
Thnx for all the reviews! Please keep reviewing, and bear with me. the Slash is coming soon!