Stuck With You

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Stuck With You


Chapter 6: The First Kiss

Harry rested his head on the table and allowed his eyes to flutter shut. His entire body was limp except for his right arm that was still being abused alfoalfoy\'s furious note-taking. After a while, Malfoy seemed to lose interest in his notes because his arm had become still. Harry let his mind drift as he listened to Professor McGonagall\'s voice.

Draco slid closer to Harry so that their thighs were touching. He could feel the heat from the Slytherin\'s body warming his entire right side. Draco slowly lowered his left arm and brought his (and Harry\'s) hand to rest on Harry\'s knee. Harry froze. He was careful to keep his breathing even, not wanting Draco to know the effect he was having and not wanting Ron to look over and catch sight of something...strange.

\"I know you\'re awake, Potter,\" Draco breathed. He slid his hand further up Harry\'s thigh. \"You haven\'t punched me yet; I\'ll take that to mean you don\'t object to this,\" Draco whispered as his hand came to a rest in the crevice where Harry\'s thigh and groin joined.

Harry still remained in the same position, his head resting on the table facing away from Draco, his eyes shut tight. Harry\'s body was no longer limp, however. Indeed, he had become quite rigid; *entirely* rigid.

Draco made a move to further explore Harry\'s body under the protection of the table. Harry felt himself twitch involuntarily and barely stifled a moan. He quickly sat up straight and pushed Draco\'s hand away.

\"Oh? Just run out of Gryffindor bravery, Potter?\" Draco teased.

Harry refused to look at Draco. He could feel the heat rising rapidly to his cheeks; his glasses were slightly fogged. Professor McGonagall was wrapping up her lecture and Harry realized that he would soon have to stand up while sporting the biggest hard-on of his teenage career. Harry stared blankly at his lap and tried to think of the most unsexy things he could dream of. A vision of Dudley enjoying a lollipop usually did the trick.

Draco was also gazing at Harry\'s lap. \"If I didn\'t know better, I\'d say that *you* still have your wand, Potter.\" Harry shot a glare at Draco over the top of his glasses.

Professor McGonagall flicked her wand and the weekend\'s homework assignment appeared on the blackboard. The students were starting to pack up their supplies.

Draco leaned close to Harry. \"You\'d better recover yourself, Potter,\" the blonde Slytherin sang, \"It\'s a long walk to the Great Hall.\" Draco\'s eyes flicked from Harry\'s, to the Gryffindor\'s crotch, and back to the angry green eyes.

Harry looked up to see that Ron was almost finished shoving his things into his school bag. This brought him back to reality. He was *not* going to allow this...this stupid situation to ruin his friendship with Ron. He needed to have a nice lunch with his friends and together they would figure out a solution to this problem just like they always did.

Transfiguration was dismissed. Harry and Draco packed up their things as the other students filed past them, laughing and pointing. Harry\'s stomach growled again. He stared back defiantly at the students who were teasing him. \"Yeah, that\'s right! Take a good look. I\'m tied to Malfoy--it\'s just *so* hilarious,\" Harry spat.

Harry was ready to go but Draco was taking his sweet time placing every item carefully into his bag. Harry could see Ron walking quickly down the aisle. \"Hurry it up, Malfoy,\" Harry said irritably.

\"I like to take my time, Potter. I don\'t care to just shove things in and rush out.\"

Harry rolled his eyes and swept the rest of Draco\'s things into the bag for him.

\"Hey! You wrinkled my parchment, Potter.\"

Harry ignored Draco as Ron passed the last table without even looking at Harry. \"Oy! Ron! Wait up!\" Harry yelled after his best friend. Ron continued walking out to the hallway without breaking his stride. Hermione followed closely behind Ron, turning to shrug helplessly at Harry before she too exited the classroom. Harry and Draco were the last students left in the room.

\"Friends through thick and thin, Potter? Did I make Weasley jealous?\" Draco said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Harry grabbed the front of Draco\'s robes and slammed him against the wall. \"YOU will not lose me my best friend, Malfoy.\"

Draco managed to laugh in Harry\'s face despite having the wind knocked out of him. Harry was livid. \"Just keep your mouth shut and keep your hands to youself, Malfoy!\" Harry commanded slamming Draco against the wall once more.

\"Oh, you brute, Potter,\" Draco said wincing but still laughing. \"Don\'t worry, I won\'t use my hands anymore.\" Draco leaned forward and captured Harry lips with his own. Harry pulled his head back immediately, his glasses falling to the floor.

\"I\'ll kill you,\" Harry threatened. He tightened his grip on the Slytherin boy and stared hard into the cold, grey eyes. A bit of moisture had gathered in the corner of each eye--tears? Was Malfoy holding back tears?

Harry\'s face softened. He felt Draco\'s chest rise and fall against his fists and realized that Draco, in addition to being a bit shorter than Harry, was rather slight of build compared to his own body. Without any more thought, Harry brought his left hand up to the back of Draco\'s head. Tightly gathering a handful of silky blonde hair, Harry slammed his mouth down over Draco\'s soft lips. He kissed Draco as if his very life depended on it, first sucking then biting down on Draco\'s lower lip. He grew hard again and pressed himself against the Slytherin\'s body. He felt Draco arch his back and moan sofly in response.

Realizing tthe the hallways had become rather quiet and everyone was already at lunch, he eased his grip on Draco and abruptly took a step back. \"We need to go,\" Harry stammered.

\"I knew I\'d get you to kiss me, Potter,\" Draco teased. He sighed and tried to stand taller. \"My entire body is going to be one big bruise before the day is over! You need to use your words, Potter. Did you learn your communication skills from the Weasleys or from Hagrid?\"

Harry\'s hunger was becoming stronger than his anger (or his lust) and he let Draco\'s last comments slide. He released Draco completely. \"I\'m starved; let\'s just get something to eat,\" Harry said reaching for his bag.

Draco took a step forward and the boys heard a *snap*. They looked to the floor as Draco lifted his foot. \"My glasses! You did that on purpose!\"

\"I did not! I forgot all about them,\" Draco insisted holding up his arms and shaking his head.

Harry retrieved his glasses from the floor and replaced them on his face. The frame was bent and the right lens had three spidery cracks down the center. Harry looked at a blurry Draco and noticed that his lower lip was quite swollen and there was a bit of dried blood in the corner of his mouth.

Feeling Harry\'s gaze on his mouth, Draco brought his right hand up and traced his lip with a long finger. \"We must be quite a sight, Potter,\" he said.

Harry tossed Draco his schoolbag and shouldered his own. The boys exited the classroom and headed for the Great Hall.


To be continued...


Another A/N: Yup, another short chapter (matches my attention span). I have the rest of the story planned out...will be about 11-12 chapters.