ORIGINAL: The Amour

Disclaimer: All characters and settings belong to JK. Rowling. God dammit. {sigh}


[Chapter Six]


“AAAAARGGHH!” he bellowed. “God dammit! I’m having another nightmare! You’re everywhere!”

Malfoy raised his eyebrow and stood up, brushing dust off his r.
“What were you saying about Pansy? You’re mad about something.”
he drawled.

Harry glanced through his fingers covering his face, uncertainly.

“Tell me I fell asleep in Divinat” he pleaded. “And that you’re just a figment of my imagination.”

Malfoy smirked. “All right. I’m nothing more than a figment of your imagination. Can I ask you, what then, am I doing in your dream?” A smile played on his lips.

Harry’s mouth opened and then closed. He cheeks gl.
“And why were you so quiet and obedient during Potions? You didn’t even glare at me.”

“I er-, didn’t feel good.”

“Oh? You look quite healthy to me.”

“My ribs are still injured.”

The Slytherin snorted. “You’re such a bad liar Potter. Your eyes say everything. If you’re not careful, people can use that as a weapon against you.”

“Fuck off Malfoy.” Harry spat.

“I was here first, if you don’t remember.”

“Fine then>I&#>I’ll leave.” he turned to leave but stopped when he felt Malfoy’s cold eyes penetrating his skin.

“Running away from your dream? Or should I say nightmare?” Malfoy hissed.

Harry’s heartze.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh you don’t do you?”

“No.”

“Well let me remind you.” Malfoy stepped closer to Harry. Their noses grazed each others. “Does this seem familiar?”

“N-no.” Harry muttered shakily again.

“Then I suppose this will.”

Malfoy kissed Harry tenderly. Harry moaned into Malfoy’s warm lips. He just couldn’t pull away. It was hypnotizing, just like in his dream...

Malfoy let their mouths part and whispered breathily,47;<47;Now do you remember?”

Harry brushed his lips along Malfoy’s pearly-white neck.

“Yes.” he murmured.

Smiling, Malfoy pulled him closer and held him tightly against his own body.

In the heat of their bodies, they melted together and touched and kissed each other with a passion that neither had ever known themselves to possess.

“By the way. Can I ask you something?” Harry asked suddenly, forcing himself to tear his raw lips from Malfoy’s.

Malfoy frowned, looking annoyed that Harry had interrupted a very good kiss.

“What.”

“Since when have you- you know...?”

“Don’t flatter yourself Potter. Because my life is not an open book to read.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just because we’ve snogged twice, doesn’t mean you’re a part of my intimate life now.” Malfoy regretted saying that the minute the words had slipped from his lips.

“Oh, so I’m just your snog toy? Is that it?” Harry fumed. “What the fuck Malfoy! Why do you keep doing this to me?”

“Harry, wait- I didn’t mean-”

Harry’s mouth dropped open.

“You called me Harry.”

“No I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did.”

“So what? It’s your fucking name.”

“..Draco.”

Malfoy couldn’t help but feel aroused at hearing his name tasting Harry’s tongue so naturally. He wanterry rry to continue saying it.

“Pinch me Draco.”

Malfoy’s eyes shot open. “Did I just hear you correctly?”

“I wan to make sure that this isn’t a dream.” Harry explained.

“Why?”

“Because. Just because.”

How could Harry look so pathetically cute when saying something so pathetically childish? Instead of pinching him, Malfoy nibbled affectionately on Harry’s earlobe.

“It’s not a dream.” he whispered.

But Harry shook his head. “How will I know that you won’t just ditch me after today? you’ve never liked me and it’s still hard to believe that we’re here right now.”

Caressing Harry’s nipples softly, he blew into Harry’s ear, making him giggle.

“What do you want me to do to prove that it’s all for real?”

“I don’t know.” Harry replied sadly.

“Then will this suffice?”

Malfoy moved his hand lower along the front of their bodies, past Harry’s abdomen, past his hips...

“Shit!” Harry gasped loudly, ramming his body into Malfoy’s. “Oh fuck Draco...”

Both of them could feel their bulge getting rapidly harder as Malfoy deliberately ran his fingers up and down over the other’s erection.

Harry’s eyes rolled and he shut them, breathing raggedly.

“Don’t...stop....” he managed to moan.

“Mmm..” Malfoy began to unzip the fly on Harry’s slacks, and once they were loose he teasingly slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his boxers, massaging and groping.

Harry’s body was shaking with pleasure. He wrapped his arms tightly around Malfoy’s hips and captured his lips in a ravishing kiss. He pushed Malfoy up against the wall and attacked him ferventltarttartling Malfoy, but eliciting a desperate moan nonetheless.

Malfoy would never have thought the innocent-looking Gryffindor could do so much to his body. He thought he would go insane with delectation.

Soon, both of their sweaters, neckties, and white shirts were thrown to the floor. Their chests heaved in unison and sweat glistened everywhere.

In the distance, the bell announcing the end of second class rung and Harry and Malfoy were forced to pull away.

“Fuck, we should go.” Malfoy said quietly.

Harry glared at him. “You’re gonna stop and leave me like this? How cruel is that?”

“Well, it’ll be suspicious Potter, if we’re covered in cum you know. A cold shower should do the trick.”

Harry swore and snatched his shirt moodily from Malfoy’s hands. He felt like banging his head on the wall from the unbearable tension he felt in his groins. How could Malfoy be so cool when his hard-on was just as aroused as Harry’s?

Little did he know that the expression on Malfoy’s face andt het he felt on the inside were completely different if not opposite. He showed indifference but felt like knocking Harry to the ground that instant and finishing the unfinished. But of course, in the name of Draco Malfoy, he couldn’t allow himself to do that.

“Malfoy you’re an asshole, you know that?” Harry hissed as he slung his book bag over his shoulder.

“I know. A hot asshole though.” he smirked.

“Conceited prick.”

“Scarhead.”

“Ferret.”

“Dementor phobian.”

“Malfoy.”

Malfoy snorted and yanked Harry into another deep kiss. Harry was too adorable for his goodgood. He pulled away and started walking off.

“By the way, it’s Draco, Harry.” were his last words as he disappeared down the stairs.

Harry stared after him with a smile twitching on his lips.

“Fine. Draco.” he said under his breath, and he descended after him.
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The following Wednesday, Harry woke up with his mind made up about a particulometomething. He was still feeling a bit bad about his decision but it was better to be truthful, rather than lie.

So hoping that he’d get his chance at lunch, he went through morning classes with difficulty, trying not to imagine the reactions he would get.

When Transfiguration ended, he raced out the door in search of the person he had to talk to. Rather quickly, he found her.

Cho was walking down to the Great Hall with her usual annoying group of giggling girls and harry had to muster up his courage to walk up to them.

The other girls broke out into another fit of giggles when Harry stopped them.

“Hi Harry.” one of them cooed, batting her eyelashes.

Harry flushed scarlet.

“Erm, Cho? C-could I have a word?”

Cho smiled and nodded. “Sure, Harry.” she replied.

She followed him a little ways a way and he stood, shifting from one foot to the other uncomfortably.

“Uh, Cho? Th-there’s something that I have to talk to you about.”

“Okay.”

Harry swallowed, not looking up.

“I-I don’t think that- that erm... it’ll... workoutbetweenusanymore.&;
There was a deadly silence and Harry braced himself for a slap, a scream, anything.

And sure enough, it came.

“Oh my god Harry! you not not serious are you?” she shrieked, eyes welling up with tears. “Why? WHY? How could you? What’s not working?”

Harry bit his lip.

“That bitch! So the rumors are true are they?” she spat, tears turing rapidly into flame. “It’s that Pansy slut isn’t it? I knew it! I never would have believed that you’d dump me for her, but I guess you were a lot lower then I thought!”

Harry blanched. “No! It’s not Pansy!”

But that made Cho even more furious.

“Oh so it is somebody! Who?!”

‘I-I can’t say.” he mumbled.

Cho screamed in frustration. “You are the most cruel, cold hearted bastard I have ever met! i hope you have fun in bed with her! I hope she strangles you to death!” and with that, she turned sharply on her heel and dashed off sobbing.

Harry was left standing open mouthed and helpless and feeling like he deserved everything she had said.

With a depressed sigh, he made his way down to the Great Hall. He imagined that he’d et a few cold looks but he never would have expected what was awaiting him at the Gryffindor table.

The minhe&#he’d sat down, Ron came storming over to him, face as red as his hair. There were veins throbbing in his temples and Harry felt frightened out of his wits by Ron for the first time in his life.

He opened his mouth to say a useless “hi”, but Ron cut him off.

“How could you do that to her?”

“To who?”

“Fucking asshole, Cho god dammit!” Ron bellowed, not caring that the whole school was watching. “How could you be so cruel to her?”

Harry looked bewildered. “C-cruel? I only- I didn’t want to lie about my feelings!”

Ron snorted. “That’s right. Your feelings. Don’t you ever think about other people? Or are you too much of The-Boy-Who-Lived to care a damn?”

Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Ron was not being fair at all.

“And what’ve you go to do with me and Cho?” Harry snarled. “Nothing! So shut the fuck up about my life!”

“You were cheating on her you bastard!” Ron roared, hands clenched dangerously. “We all know that! Remember Divination? Huh? I never knew that you were so evil. I thought I knew you.”

“You’re fucking right! You don’t know anything about me! If you knew anything, you’d know that I was never cheating on Cho and what’s more, we were never really an official couple!”

“An official couple? That’s bullshit! So you’re saying that Cho’s feeling’s don’t matter to you? It doesn’t matter whether you break someone’s heart as long as you’re not an official couple? That’s fucking bullshit I tell you!”

“I never said her feelings don’t matter!”

“Right! That’s why you dumped her in front of all her friends-”

“That’s not true!”

“You fucking dumped her for someone else!”

It was a moment of pure pain for Harry. The trueness of Ron’s words struck him hard. He was right. Harry had been a total heartless ard ard that dumped Cho for his own selfish self. He hadn’t even stopped to consider the damage he’d inflict on Cho’s heart.

Harry’s voice dropped. “I-I......”

Ron sneered. “Well it’s kinda too late isn’t it? You hurt her Harry.” and with that, Ron left the Great Hall. The whole hall was filled with murmuring and whispers.

Harry felt terrible. He wanted to break down and disappear forever. Not only had he betrayed Cho, he’d done it to be with someone that he wasn’t even sure really wanted him in return.

He didn’t make eye contact with anyone. Not even Hermione. Blinking back tears, he rushed out of the hall too. He wanted to be away. Isolated. Alone.