When Snow Melts

~When Snow Melts~

Summary:
...What does it become? Harry and Draco fight, fight, fight, and find eachother by mistake. Prophesies are uncovered and the line between love and hate is crossed hesitantly.

Pairing(s): Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione in later chapters
Rating: NC-17 or so. This is not a lighthearted tale. Sex will be involved, drug use is also involved, if you count potion-taking as a drug. XP Death might be included as well, but not Draco or Harry\'s.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything created by J. K. Rowling.
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Anal, Oral, MPreg implied, Pre-HBP for convenience issues, Drama


AN: For those of you looking for the AN explanation of the Ron/Draco parts before, it\'s now featured at the end of the third chapter \"Secrets\". For new readers, don\'t worry about this AN, it\'s just the way I want it to be now.

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Chapter Five: No Way Out
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Harry set out for detention, having already tried to enjoy his free time, though there really wasn\'t much of it to begin with.

As per Malfoy\'s orders, he had decided to keep on his school uniform instead of change into something more dressy and ridiculous. If his teacher didn\'t like it? Well, screw him.

Reaching the Potions classroom, he came to a closed door. Huffing audibly at the inconvenience, and knowing this was Malfoy\'s doing to get under his skin, he reached out and tapped at the door with a little more force than what was necessary. It swung open immediately...

\"Nice of you to join us, Potter.\" Malfoy smirked. Harry bit back a growl as he stalked inside, the door shutting behind himself due to a swish and flick of Malfoy\'s wand.

\"I thought we were on a first name basis,\" Harry started, at once regretting it as he didn\'t much care for calling Malfoy by his first name.

\"Oh, we are...but I hardly find it reasonable to be calling one\'s student by their first name. Do you?\" Harry just snarled, \"Suits me.\"

Draco did not look pleased. \"Have a seat,\" he said shortly, to which Harry slowly, reluctantly obliged.

\"Now then, continuing from where we left off last night, er.. early this morning.\" He smirked slightly before sliding off the desk and making his way to Harry, a book in his hand. Harry stared at the woodwork of his own desktop before the book came slamming down to obsure his view momentarily. \"Yes, here we are.\"

Harry snorted at Malfoy\'s antics as the boy went on, \"The potion\'s name we are doing has been charmed from your eyes, Potter. ...But the ingredients and steps to create said potion are printed clearly. Please do follow through with this book...\" His voice then lowered to a whisper, causing Harry to lock eyes with Malfoy\'s mouth just to be able to tell what he was saying, \"If you still need help, of course, you need only ask.\"

Their eyes then held eachother\'s gaze for several moments before Malfoy spun around and raised his voice, stalking back to the front of the classroom as if he were trying to reach many students with his words alone. \"Now, the potion should be formed correctly tonight, and only then...\"

He stopped at the teacher\'s desk, and sat back upon it to glare at Harry from where he sat, \"Will I allow you to drink it.\" The dark glint in his eyes is what alarmed Harry the most. He immediately protested,

\"But M-Malfoy,sir,\" Biting against those words, but continuing anyway, \"I can\'t drink a potion when I don\'t even know what it is.\" Eyes narrowed. \"That would be like, well, suicide.\" He explained.

Concern was the farthest look from Draco\'s face, an eerie smirk, however, slid into place, looking like it belonged there..it most certainly did.

\"You\'re not as stupid as you look, Potter. However, you will be taking this potion, as I assure you with the Malfoy word of honour, that doing so will not result in death.\"

This didn\'t make Harry feel any better. \"Then you must know I am also clever enough not to accept that as a relieving answer, Malfoy. There are things worse than death, afterall.\" Draco looked annoyed.

\"No matter, you will drink the potion by the end of the class, whether you follow through with the remaining ingredients and instructions correctly or not. And let me just warn you, that if you were to make slip ups for your own safety, well.. your foolishness would only be too evident. You know very well that a mistake in potions could be fatal.\" He then allowed a small smile to tug against his smirk, the next words pleased him. \"If you think death is so much better, Potter...\" A chuckle. \"...then by all means, fuck it up.\"

Harry glared with a look of pure venom.

\"Either way, the resulting outcome of tonight\'s detention will be quite amusing for me.\" Harry did not respond, so Draco didn\'t stop,

\"Regardless of whether you wish for death or not, Potter, though your record surely shows you do, I will be keeping a close eye on you tonight.\" And to make matters worse, he added, \"Watching...your...every...move.\"

Harry cringed and stared down at the book rather than looking into Malfoy\'s predatory eyes.

\"My expertise in Potions is strong enough to allow me to discover any little mistakes you make. And I digress, you are wearing the same clothing you were seen in all day, disgusting.\"

Harry chanced a glance up at Malfoy, and the offended look in his eyes was enough to stir a feeling of slight satisfaction. \"You didn\'t specify, Malfoy, and even if you did...this meets the dress code. At least I\'m not wearing what I did last night, right?\"

Through Malfoy\'s disgust, he had to agree, anything was better than that. \"I suppose.\" He grumbled. Harry grinned.

Malfoy felt his upper hand was slipping, so he barked out his next order with viciousness rekindled, \"Get going, Potter, we don\'t have all night.\"

\"Thankful for that.\" Harry muttered as he set about the task of finishing the unknown potion for unwilling consumption. The mere thought that he had no way out of it chilled him with a feeling of immense unease, but it wouldn\'t kill him. At least he knew that much.

Even knowing that...Harry felt he was going to be sick. The constant presence of Malfoy\'s vile smirk wasn\'t assisting in making that urge to throw up go away anytime soon, either.

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Hours passed, Malfoy walking past his desk to enforce his vigilant stares often.

Harry found it harder to concentrate with near-constant eyes on him. Finally, he had enough. Stirring the final time and slamming his hand down onto an excess ingredient, hearing it\'s sickening squoosh. \"Malfoy, stop staring!\"

Draco snickered and eyed his apprentice with a strange look in his eyes. \"I\'m merely monitering you, Potter.\" Harry growled.

\"I don\'t trust you in other words.\" Icy grey eyes seemed to frost over with an even chill. Harry rolled his eyes.

Draco grabbed him by the wrist, snarling, \"You don\'t roll your eyes at me, Potter.\" He added so much spite to his name, Harry shuddered, trying immediately to yank his wrist free. But alas, his was a death grip, and could not be escaped so easily.

\"M-Malfoy, let go..!\" Harry called out, panic evident around the edges of his tone. Draco chuckled deep in his throat, an emulsion of a rumbling purr of pleasure and a hunter\'s growl escaping alongside.

Harry didn\'t know what to think of it.

\"And you call me unrefined.\" He growled, still struggling.

\"...While you growl.\" Draco pointed out, sneering. Harry couldn\'t take a moment more of this....

He lashed out.

Only to have his other wrist caught in Draco\'s grasp.

Kicking the underside of his desk did no good. Harry cried out in anguish, desperate for freedom. \"Fucking let me go, Malfoy!!\"

\"You won\'t be saying that in a second...\" Watching Harry\'s eyes flicker from anger to confusion, Malfoy used this opportunity to the best of his capabilities, releasing one of Harry\'s wrists and taking a vial from his robes, sweeping it through the potion and pressing it to his lips. \"Drink.\" He commanded.

The potion ran down his lips while he refused to take it. Malfoy glared darkly, whispering harshly. \"Take it. Now.\"

Harry\'s free hand found purchase on Malfoy\'s shoulder, and he pushed hard, sending the book and ingredients to the floor, along with the blonde pureblood, who continued holding the vial upright, the liquid only sloshing around and spilling slightly down the sides no more than before.

Before Draco could react, Harry was ontop of him, pulling out his wand and pressing it into his throat. \"I don\'t care what kind of punishment I will receive! You drink the potion!\" And with that, Harry swiped the vial from Malfoy\'s trembling fingers and pushed the opening between stubbornly sealed lips, barely managing the task before Harry hissed, \"Swallow it.\"

Draco had no choice, taking the potion into his mouth so that the glass container was now empty and making a swallowing gesture with his throat, but with his cunning he did not swallow it, merely held it in his mouth nonchalantly.

To further prove himself, he allowed his eyes to widen in terror, as if he couldn\'t believe what he had just done... then he made his body shake as if something were coming over him. Harry backed off wisely.

Draco couldn\'t believe how well his plan was going, and with a final thought of how disgusting his next act would be, he threw himself at Harry, knocking his wand to the floor with a clatter and forcing his weight onto the boy, pinning him harshly and pressing his mouth roughly to Harry\'s own.

The surprise was what caused Harry to open his mouth, the liquid, warmed from Draco\'s mouth, suddenly deposited itself into his mouth, and Malfoy pulled back, lips dripping with shared saliva and potion. He held Harry\'s mouth shut and petted his throat until he swallowed it all.

Being particularly more clever in this situation, he pried open the unwilling boy\'s mouth open to check for hidden potion.

Harry had indeed swallowed. Malfoy smirked.

\"Don\'t fuck with a Malfoy.\" He spat, suddenly taking his own wand from his robes and conjuring a glass of water, which he took a sip from, swished to get excess potion out and slammed his mouth back to Harry\'s. The boy, giving up, took in the water mixed with potion remnants, swallowing it as tears formed at the corners of his eyes.

Draco realized it wasn\'t that bad, feeling the power and control as his mouth crushed into Harry\'s, but thinking better than revealing such a terrible thing, his nose wrinkled, trying to show he couldn\'t stand the feeling of Harry\'s lips under his own. He ended the kiss suddenly, pulling back to sneer. \"Foolish Gryffindor.\"

Harry\'s eyes glazed over as a warm feeling came over his body.

\"Draco.\" He was breathless.

The blonde looked alarmed at what he had just done. \"No, stay away.\" He scrambled back across the floor, looking submissive for one who had just forced a potion down another\'s throat.

He had to escape. That was just it. But just as he turned and was pushing himself from the floor to run, he heard it...

\"Draco, please. I...I\'m sorry.\"

The beg for forgiveness caused the corners of Malfoy\'s lips to twitch in amusement before standing upright, brushing off invisible filth and turning to the boy on the floor. \"Get up, Harry.\"

The boy obeyed, standing and holding his hands together nervously, unable to make direct eye contact, emerald studying the floor.

Draco looked his rival over closely, sneering as he noted the blush that turned the boy\'s cheeks a pale pink. He was simply smitten.

His plan working out for the best, Draco stalked to his enemy, glaring down with intrigue at the shorter boy. He had to make sure...

\"How do you feel for me, Harry?\" The questioned boy immediately gasped, turning around and wringing his robes in his hands nervously. \"I-I can\'t tell you.\"

\"It worked.\" He muttered, thrilled.

Harry seemed to be too far in his own thoughts to even hear Draco\'s words, so he didn\'t ask him to repeat them when their hushed syllables fell across his ears. He couldn\'t even face his rival now.

The shadows of the two boys on the Potion\'s room floor revealed the taller of the two leaning in, the book at their feet lay open, the charmed name for the potion revealing itself in a flicker of light. Love Potion.

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To Be Continued...
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AN: Hm, so.. we\'ve finally reached a Draco/Harryesque scene. It will surely go from here to be increasingly unfolding. Hope you stick around for further updates and information as to why this is occuring.

Just as a reminder; Draco has a plan, he doesn\'t wish for Harry\'s love. So the reason for use of the Love Potion isn\'t because he necessarily wants the love.

No, he still despises Harry. And Harry despises Draco back. He\'s just under the potion\'s effects.

I will update again soon. Keep checking back.