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Pretty Prey

By: kristashadow
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 20
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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chapter 4

warning: this story contains slash... this chapter also contains het but not really described in detail


ok well this will be my largest chapter to date..

omg i cant believe i got 13 reviews!!!!!

wow

i would like to thank

kitten

wizli (yes i always thought draco got a tad too obsessive over things and thus would make a perfect stalker)..omg u gave me two reviews *grins*

Anon (no he wont be too wimpy he is a griffindor after all)

Canus (thanks for your brilliant review, yes draco never came off well as a sub when he is in a relationship with harry, everyone seems to forget that Slytherins are power hungry and will do anything to win... and that Harry has been love deprived all his life would make a perfect sub)

Leonhart29

thrnbrooke (hope you like the next chapter)

strawberry_buttercup (you'll just have to keep reading to find out)

amyordinary (yea they probably will end up alive...but if they dont, dont blame me i've only writed up too chapter 6)

Princess Bob (Britt!!!!!!!!!! your review was so small!!!! your supose to give me a big one with lots of details cause ur my best friend *huffs and walks off*)

Alicia ( thank you for your great review...umm and without sounding like an inexperianced idiot who knows nothing...what's a beta? *blushes* i've heard of them i just dont know what they are)

dar (thanks for the review)


mphoenix (dont worry the this chapter is much longer)

ok just warning ppl again incase u didnt read the top this chapter contains (mild) het




Chapter 4

Harry felt like smashing his head against the wall and watching his brain leak from the front of his scull “Potter, ARE YOU LISTENING POTTER!!!!!!!!” Snape snarled at him and Harry counted to five before answering him.


“Yes professor,” he murmured, his face downcast


Snape slammed his hands down on his desk “THEN WHERE IN THIS RECIPE ON THIS BOARD TELL YOU TO ADD THE GRIFFIN BILE!” Harry thought that Snape’s face now kind of looked like a tomato crossed with a breed of eggplant.


“Umm after the crushed beetle eye,” He murmured again, Harry’s face now red with shame. He had fucked up, he knew it his potion had turned a nasty colour of puce and was bubbling at odd intervals. He looked over at Mione’s it was an odd purple colour that dripped like mercury.


“Does this look like a purple liquid Potter?” Snape hissed, he stepped closer to Harry. Snape looked more and more like a dementor at every passing second.


“No sir,” Snape sneered at his response


“Pitiful Potter, ever for you, twenty points from Gryffindor and detention tonight at eight.” Snape banished his failed potion and swept from his desk to the Slytherin side that were snickering at him... except Malfoy. Harry watched Malfoy who had a pensive look on his face.


Draco stood watching Potter’s interaction with Snape, he seemed more subdue less likely to blow up at regular intervals.

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Harry was the first one out the door, even by passing Neville who always practically dived out the door.


In the great hall he picked at his food trying to ignore Hermione who was giving Ron a hand job under the table. Harry debated making a big scene and embarrassing them in front of the whole school. Suppressing his Slytherin side that yelled at him to take advantage of Ron’s situation to make them stop, he felt someone staring at him again.


“Fucking hell I’m going mad” he murmured into his sandwich.


“What was that,” Ron asked, all the while he was panting and stifling moans.


“Nothing,” Harry made a face, whishing Hermione never found her adventurous side. Ron had bought her close to ten books on sex and hormones for Christmas; he had saved up for them for about seven months. Ever since she got the books they had been at it like rabbits, once she had read the books she deducted that she needed the practical experience. Harry was just astounded that she had managed to keep her grades at top standards.


Ron shuddered and slumped into his seat, Harry decided that he no longer wanted to eat his mash potatoes. Gazing up at the top table he wondered how on earth Dumbledore didn’t see that.


Ron was now stroking Hermione’s thigh and whispering in her ear. Finally having enough of all this grossness he decided to go to detention... even though he was fifteen minutes early.


Harry sat patient near the potion room door, the walls were slick with an internal iciness that chilled him to the bone. The whole place always gave him the creeps, he had nothing against snakes, and they were actually enjoyable to talk to. But down here it was like being crushed in the darkness by hundreds of coils sucking all the breath out of him. Harry had always hated the darkness, ever since he lived in a cupboard. Harry had a great love for the light; he needed the sunshine, to feel it beat down on his skin and spread its tendril to warm his very soul.


Harry rubbed his arm, it was still sore from when Malfoy had broken it. After the prat had broken it he didn’t go to Madam Pomfrey, he had gone to the library and looked up the correct spell. He didn’t want to get the sympathy and questions from the healer.


“Potter on time for once, miracles do happen. Tell me Potter what prompted you to turn up early surely it wasn’t my cheery disposition.” He sneered; Harry thought over his words carefully before realizing that Snape had made a joke.....wow.


Harry giggled for a minute before standing up “No I just didn’t want to watch Ron and Mione attempt to fuck at the table.” Harry smiled at the shocked reaction he caused and stepped into the classroom.


“You will clean out cauldrons manually until I am satisfied,” Snape declared and sat behind his desk to grade papers.


Harry handed in his wand and began is task. By the end of scraping of multi-coloured rust, goo and mold Harry was amazed he even had enough energy to travel the stairs on the way back.


“Slytherin sucks” Harry murmured, his feet dragging across the floor.


“Another one! Must you all wake me up at all hours of the night!” The painting lectured... these were the times that Harry liked muggle paintings.


“Slytherin sucks!” He yelled


“Yes, yes no need to get your pants in a twist Mr Potter,” the portrait swung open and Harry traveled up to his dormitory.


Upon entering he heard loud groans and moans filling the air. “Ah fuck they’re at it again.” He murmured, Harry decided that if this continued he would definitely have to tell someone or go with his Slytherin side and draw attention to one of their escapades.


“Oh yes Ron harder!” Harry buried his head under his pillow, hadn’t they thought of silencing charms? Harry was considering the possibility that they were drawing attention to them on purpose, maybe they were exhibitionists?


Harry finally started to drift off, drawing his mind into his subconscious, not really realizing that there was an extra weight on the bed.



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mwahahahaaa cliffy!!!!!!!!!!!!

grins evily

hope you liked it...might be a bit longer before i update...maybe a day.. i think i'll goo write a few more chapters ahead

anyway encouragement always welcoom please REVIEW your reviews give me the encouragment i need to continue

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