I\'m Addicted

Chapter 4: Fairy lights and Ruby eyes

Hey sorry this chapter took longer, I kinda ran out of ideas but then they all came back at once lol…Thank you for being my Beta eimiaj you’re the best ^_~

Now get ready!!

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Harry had been sulking for almost three weeks now. He was livid, he couldn’t understand Draco if he tried. If he’d just admit that he liked him everything would be much easier, but nooooo….he had to stick to his pride!

He hated having to throw up every five minutes. He’d almost stopped eating because of it and to top it all off Draco was nowhere to be seen. It was like he was there one minute and then gone. He hadn’t seen him for weeks now.

Since it was Sunday and he’d –for once in his whole school life- finished his homework he decided to go to the library. He wanted to know everything about this stupid potion, even if it took him all night.


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After three hours of studying he hadn’t found a thing, he gave up. There was no point after all. He’d just have to live with it. He let his mind wonder off, imagining Draco run through the door that minute and tell the truth… He sighed, like that would ever happen…

Draco giving in first….yeah and pigs fly…!

“Harry, HARRY!” A voice smacked him back into reality. For a second he thought Draco might just have changed his mind. He opened his eyes but looked straight at Seamus, he laughed at himself.

“Hi…” He almost whispered, the Gryffindors had noticed how depressed Harry was getting but nobody why. Seamus hoped his news might cheer him up? Well that’s what Malfoy had said…

“Hey, have you heard what’s been arranged?” He asked almost from script. Harry looked at him, his eyes puffy and his once tanned skin pale. He didn’t seem right…What was happened to old Harry’s curiosity?

“Well come on! I’ll take you to the notice board.” He said loudly making the black haired boy jump slightly as he hulled him off the chair. He dragged him quickly off to the board.

Harry looked at the brightly coloured piece of paper. Two little fairies were holding it up while their wings fluttered. Little Christmas images were floating around the page but the announcement was by far more interesting.

“See Harry, that’ll cheer you up.” Seamus patted him on the shoulder but Harry’s face only fell and he ran off leaving him to watch him run in confusion. He looked back at the poster realizing what he’d missed. He looked at the large red writing in the middle of the poster and cursed loudly.

“Only couples allowed.”…


*~*~*~*~*Next Friday Night*~*~*~*~*


“Look Harry, just come, Dumbledore changed the poster. You don’t have to have a partner. Just come with me and Ron. We don’t like seeing you so down.” Hermione begged it was her last chance. Harry glared at her, he couldn’t believe it. Why in hell were people so bent on getting him to go to the Christmas Party?

It was getting extremely weird now. Every Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and, if you can believe it, Slytherin had tired to get him to go…It seemed like the whole school was against him this week. He gave in, he couldn’t handle it anymore.

“FINE!” He shouted and stormed up the stairs to get dressed only just missing Hermione and Ron’s whoops of joy…

He sat on the bed regaining his breath. He wondered what he would wear. He couldn’t be bothered to dress ‘festive’, maybe black again? Then again black was depressing for a Christmas party.

He pulled his suitcase out from under his bed and looked at the clothes inside…

“Maybe Draco will be there?”…He thought out loud and laughed…stupid potion…

He decided on his tight, dark blue jeans and his crimson red, short sleeved shirt. He pulled them on. Why Hermione thought tighter clothes suited him he would never know.

He got up and went into the bathroom to check how his hair was. He looked into the mirror and sighed…god he looked a mess…he laughed at his ‘just fucked’ hair style and splashed his face with water. At least he didn’t look that bad, he smiled at himself.

He headed down the stairs and was greeted by a joke, wolf whistle from Ron and Hermione. He just gave them a funny look and admired what they were wearing too. It felt to him like they were going to one of those old discos in primary school but this time he was a massive knot in his stomach. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was going to happen that night.

“Oh Harry, this package arrived for you just a minute ago. Came from a black owl, I’ve never seen it before,” Hermione handed over a little green package to him and he tugged open the wrapper. He pulled out a chain slowly; he pulled it all out of the package to reveal a sliver dragon pendant dangling from the end.

He looked at it in awe; he’d never seen such an amazing dragon before. It moved around the end of the chain. As Harry looked at it two little ruby eyes stared back at him. It was almost as if the dragon was real. Its little tail twitched gently and jumped onto Harry’s chest.

Harry let go on the chain in surprise as it slid itself around his neck and attached itself.

The dragon felt warm against his chest. He was warm and tingly all over in fact. He smiled at the rubies staring up at him. He looked at Hermione waiting for her to complain at him and rip the necklace off him so she can ‘check it for curses’ but she didn’t.

“Don’t look at me like that, I’ve seen one before, well it was a unicorn, but still. Anyways I know who it’s from so you’re ok.” She smiled at the two stricken faces in front of her. Well she did, not for sure but she had her suspicions. She then walked out of the dorm.

The trio walked down the Gryffindor tower and took a short cut through a tapestry to get to the great hall quicker. They walked up to the massive oak doors and were greeted by Prof. Flitwick and Remus. They greeted the trio and Remus patted Harry on the shoulder. He always seemed to sense when Harry was feeling strange.

They all smiled briefly and walked through the doors. They gasped as they walked straight onto a lit up dance floor. They looked up as tiny, warm snowflakes fell on their heads. They smiled at the snow clouds on the charmed ceiling as a storm on tiny flakes sprinkled onto the other students.

They watched as tiny, fire fairies floated around them giving the room a magical light. They could hear gentle tinkles of bells above them and the smell of cranberries, and pine surrounded their senses.

The looked around them eyes wide at the way the hall was decorated, even down to the snow covered Christmas trees. They watched the other students dance around them as the music played loud and strong.

Ron finally plucked some courage from nowhere and asked Hermione to dance, which she agreed, leaving Harry to stand on his own looking rather strange. That didn’t help his mood, he walked over the table that was covered with Christmas food and helped himself to some punch. He sighed and lent against the nearest wall to watch the others.

He could feel the dragon curl up against his chest and hum gently, he loved the necklace. He’d never seen anything like it; he wondered who it was from. He watched Ron and Hermione twirl around the middle of the dance floor, he laughed as Hermione hit him on the shoulder as his hands travelled to her backside. He wished he could be like that…

Suddenly the lights cut out, leaving everybody in darkness, Harry almost choked on the punch he was about to swallow as a spotlight lit up a certain spot in front of the main doors. Mist had started to filter through the door giving an eerie effect on the floor. Everybody watched with bated breathe as the door creaked open.

They watched as four cloaked figures glided through the mist and headed for the stage, the spotlight never leaving their sides. Harry remembered how to breathe and grunted. For a second he thought death eaters had got passed the castle walls but since the teachers hadn’t stopped them it must be the band.

The reached the stage and the leader jumped onto the stage from the floor gracefully while the others used the stairs. They got into their position the guitarists picked up their instruments, the drummer sat and flicked his drumsticks into the air and catching them in his mouth, letting their cloaks fall to the floor. While the leader stayed cloaked, the guitarist started to strum as he clicked his fingers.

The drummer joined with the bassist…

With a flash of light and his cloak fell, with a gasp from the crowd, blond hair shinned as it broke free from the black cloud that had covered it. It had been magically grown longer to just pass his shoulders.

Fierce grey eyes glinted out at the crowd and fixed upon Harry. Harry gulped…damn he looked hot!! With tight leather trousers and a black tank top he didn’t leave much to the imagination. The music sped up a little bit and his hips swung round to an unbelievable degree, hypnotizing, leaving the mouth to water and heart to quicken.

His spiked belt glinted with the disco ball that had appeared in the air above the dance floor and he started to sing….gripping the microphone and closing his eyes with a flutter…

I think I’m drowning,
Asphyxiated,
I wanna break this spell,
That you’ve created.

You’re something beautiful,
A contradiction,
I wanna play the game,
....I want the friction…

His voice spilled like an angel to the rocky beat, his eyes never leaving Harry’s as he opened them carrying a message that no one else could see. His voice grew a little bit quieter, floating to a seductive tone…

You will be the death of me…Yeh you will be the death of me…

His voice filled suddenly with emotion that rang out into the crowd trying to touch their souls. He grew louder as if playing with Harry.

Our time is running out, and our time is running out!
You can’t push it underground!
You can’t stop it screaming out!!!

His voice trailed off into the guitar solo, he turned towards the crowd and jumped off the stage. He took defiant steps towards Harry, still never leaving his gaze. He reached him; he looked up at the charmed ceiling and started to rock his hips again to the music.

He looked back down and came closer to Harry, almost kissing distance… He could smell Harry’s familiar scent surround him as he started to sing again…

I wanted freedom,
Bound and restricted,
I tired to give you up, addicted…

He wrapped his arms around the black haired boy as he sang his confession and making Harry’s heart jump, skipping a beat as Draco pecked him on the cheek. Harry smiled for the first time in weeks, a wild bright smile that Draco didn’t want to fade.

Now that you know I’m trapped sense of elation,
You’d never dream of…
Breaking this fixation…

You will squeeze the life out of me!

You will suck the life out of me,
Our time is running out,
You can’t stop it screaming out,
How did it come to this?
…Now that I’m addicted…

He ended the song with a dramatic power vocal that sounded like a wolfish howl, looking down moodily and pouting like a rock star should.

He only lasting a couple of seconds as he burst into an amazing smile. Throwing the microphone behind him to the band and jumping into Harry’s arms.

Luckily the lead guitarist caught the microphone as if it had all been part of the show. The hall erupted into a clapping frenzy and cheered Draco till he blushed. He didn’t really care if the crowd enjoyed it as long as Harry had got the message, but to be applauded like that was kinda cool.

Draco looked back at Harry who was looking a bit dazed, he felt safe for once wrapped against him and he was determined to stay that way. They both looked down quickly, both feeling a wiggling against their chests. Harry smiled at the little sight of his necklace curl up next to an almost indicial dragon with emerald eyes that was around Draco’s neck.

He looked back up at Draco and gave him a stern look; Draco laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

“Do you like my present then? I wasn’t expecting that to happen though,” He laughed pointing to the entwined dragons; he took a stronger grip around Harry and pouted, rubbing against his thigh gently.

“Well at least they didn’t have to wait so long…” Harry said in mock hurt, as Draco smiled faded slightly and frowned at him. Draco kissed him on the forehead, cheek and them his lips gently.

“I’m sorry…I know I’ve been a jerk but it was worth the dramatic confession, wasn’t it?” He pouted again, his eyes failing to hide his laughter. Harry rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement. Draco kissed him again passionately to explore Harry’s mouth again, claiming him as his property while the other students watched in surprise.

They broke apart and smiled at the others; Harry blushed and hid behind Draco’s shoulder making Draco laugh again and ushered the gawping teenagers away pointing to where Blaise and Seamus were practically on top of each other in the corner.
Strangely they ran off to the corner and continued to gawp at the two in the corner. Leaving Harry and Draco to the middle of the dance floor as the other members of the band played a soft melody as if setting the mood. Draco took Harry hand in his and whispered into his ear.

“Care to dance?” He hushed seductively, carefully nibbling Harry’s ear. Harry nodded his head shyly and they glided over the dance floor like the dragons a cross their necks…

The song soon changed as the band walk off the strange to a hypnotizing trance number that filled the room. Draco smiled brightly; Harry presumed that he liked the song. Even though it had no lyrics he liked it too.

The pace of the song sped up as did the dancing bodies across the floor. Partners got closer in the wave of beat, bodies glided together to the closeness of the music.

Harry and Draco were grinding their hips together in the heat of the atmosphere. To Harry’s joy Draco’s leather pants were verrryy revealing for him.

Draco turned his back to Harry rubbing against him from behind, travelling down then back up forgetting what kind of effect it would have on Harry. Draco rubbed his whole back against the black haired one behind him and rocked his hips to the track.

Harry joined in to keep his mind focused and to retain himself, Draco was practically lap dancing against him and….God did he like it! Draco spun back around and put his arms around shoulders in front of him as their bodies grinding against each other again.

The light flashed, turning into strobe lighting and made the whole room seem like it was going in slow motion but they didn’t notice. Draco pulled Harry into a mind numbingly good kiss. They grinded into each others hips making them groan.

They didn’t have to worry about people seeing anymore they were all doing the same and nobody was taking any notice anyway…

The music changed into an oldies classic as students left the dance floor and teachers started to dance with each other all slightly drunk from the punch.

The two went to the buffet table and drank twice as much punch as they should and soon fell into a heap in one of the corners. Harry giggled and hiccupped, sitting down on Draco’s lap. He wasn’t drunk, neither of them were, but they were acting cute so no one cared.

Harry started to kiss Draco’s neck and laughed as he drew a soft moan from the blond as he nibbled the sensitive flesh. Draco pulled Harry’s head up with his hand. Harry looked up into his glinting grey eyes and blushed for a second. Draco cocked his head to the side.

“Ermm…Harry…Ermm….would you….”


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Me: Sigh…how adorable…wonder what he’s gonna say…even I dunno lol…well I know it’s shorter but I’m having trouble with some ideas so yeh hold on for me. Lots of smut should be happening verrryy soon :D!! Whoop!

Btw: The two songs I chose to use where - Our time is running out by Muse because it is such a great song and I thought it would be the coolest way to make Draco ‘confess’.

Also the trance song lol I was thinking on the lines on RunDMC – It’s like that because it’s just a cool song to dance to lol.

Any who review and tell me some ideas….tell what you think or you’ll never know what Draco’s gonna ask…..^O^