Harry...er...ette

Thank you to all my reviewers, I forgot to say something in the last chapter, but I appreciate you greatly! Now I know people are going to flame me for messing with a certain blond character's personality, but just bear with me before you get mean :)


“We don’t get new girls around here often,” Harry whirled around and found himself facing the object of his confusion and anger, “especially not girls as attractive as you.” Malfoy smiled and Harry was torn between punching him and mounting him right there in the hall. With great effort he pulled himself together.
“Well thank you, but I must be off… lessons tomorrow and everything.” Harry gave Malfoy a tight a smile before walking away quickly, cursing his female hormones.
“It’s too early to be going to bed, besides you probably haven’t been shown around properly yet.” Harry’s mind was screaming at him to keep going, to keep walking, screaming at him to definitely not be turning around with a sweet smile on his face.
“Urgh…sure.” Harry reminded himself to talk to Hermione about how to resist this kind of stuff as Malfoy took his hand and led him out the doors into the grounds.
“So, tell me about yourself.” Harry glanced at Draco’s dark profile, glad that he wouldn’t be able to see that Harry was blushing.
“Well, I’m Harriet, Hermione’s cousin… on an exchange from California.” Harry half dreaded, half hoped for the guaranteed response to his being the cousin of a mudblood. To his immense surprise and horror, Draco didn’t even release his hand.
“Wow, I suppose we can’t choose our relatives.” Harry was proud of himself for feeling the need, however small, to defend Hermione.
“She can be a bit of a know-it-all, but she’s not too bad.” Harry was sure this would put Malfoy off him for ever, but he sensed Draco nodding thoughtfully. They walked along in silence for a while until they reached one of the (non-whomping) willows along the lake. Malfoy sat down in the soft grass at the base and gestured for Harry to sit next to him. The moon shone brightly on them, and Harry found himself more uncomfortable as the feeling in his stomach intensified now he could see Draco’s silky, blonde hair shining in the light.
“You know, I wouldn’t think it possible but you’re even more beautiful in the moon light.” Harry felt his breath come quicker at this statement and the voice in his head telling him how stupid he was, vanished completely.
“You’re not what I expected.” Was all Harry could manage to whisper, his heart was beating so loudly he thought Draco was sure to think he was having a heart attack. Draco moved forward and Harry felt his lips part automatically and his eyes close. When their lips met the feeling was so intense Harry felt like his skin had been set on fire with lust, and was briefly amazed once again at how girls could stand this, before his mind clouded once again and he melted into Draco’s arms. After a while, Draco broke away and holding Harry to him whispered in his ear.
“Come back to my room…please.” The voice started a desperate plea but Harry, who felt like he had drunk a significant amount of firewhisky, squashed its protests immediately.
“Ok…” His head was so light and the butterflies in his stomach so active that Harry wondered if he could walk, and so allowed Draco to half carry him to the Slytherin common room.




“Are you sure you want to do this?” Draco’s blue-grey eyes twinkled playfully at Harry who simply moaned and pulled Draco into a kiss. Harry was amazed at how quickly his clothes had ended up on the floor. Draco maneuvered himself off Harry for a second to remove his pants, and Harry had a glimpse of both their naked bodies. He found himself wondering which he found more attractive, which worried him slightly until Draco lowered himself and began kissing Harry’s neck. In his explorations earlier, Harry had never managed to actually find the time to penetrate himself and so whispered fearfully in Draco’s ear,
“I’m a virgin.” Harry could have sworn he saw a glint of his old, cruel enemy in Malfoy’s eyes, but moments later his face had smoothed into a compassionate expression.
“This will hurt, but I’ll be gentle.” Any doubt Harry felt was washed away as Draco bent his head towards Harry’s breasts. Harry grabbed Draco’s free hand as the other gently spread Harry’s legs and lined his penis (which Harry had determinedly not been looking at) up. The pain was excruciating as Draco eased his way in, but finally he seemed to slip in comfortably and Harry relaxed, it had not been as bad as he expected.
“Oh no, that was just the beginning, you might want to bite down on my shoulder.” Draco grinned almost maliciously at Harry. Harry was more scared than he cared to admit as he gently rested his teeth on Draco’s perfect, white shoulder. Draco bent his head and began to suck fiercely on Harry’s neck and he withdrew himself a little. Harry shut his eyes in anticipation and almost screamed as Draco slammed back in, and Harry began sobbing slightly. Draco eased himself out slightly, and grinned down at Harry’s tear stained face.
“You drew blood.” He remarked coolly looking at his the little teeth marks on his shoulder. Before Harry could speak Draco shifted himself and began moving in and out steadily. It wasn’t as wildly pleasurable as Harry expected, and residual pain still lingered. Draco’s breath began to shorten and he began to move faster, nipping at Harry’s neck and breasts. Eventually he came, stiffening and then slumping on top of Harry, panting. Harry resisted the urge to ask ‘is that all?’ and simply lay there feeling a little disappointed. Suddenly his rational mind flooded back into him and with a gasp Harry pushed the sleeping Draco off of him and dressed quickly.
“What’s wrong?” Harry fought the feeling in his stomach as Draco peered up blearily, his hair mussed and lips pouted.
“I should get back.” Harry replied curtly, though before he could stop himself he kissed Draco, lingering until he had to force himself to stop. Draco simply waved dismissively and began snoring almost instantly. Harry felt an odd urge to cry as he made his way through the dark, silent corridors of Hogwarts.