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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
Chapters:
9
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7,448
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89
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The Attempt
[1/5/07]: Decided to edit some stuff in this chapter to make it flow a bit better. ^__^ so, after editing, I decided to answer the 3 reviews that had already been posted for this chapter. YAY TO MY REVIEWERS!
Slashy Snitch: Heheh, sorry, but threesomes aren't my style. >.< But your other plead... *evil chuckle*
YamiBakura: Can't have Harry's first real kiss stolen by another guy other than Draco, now can we? ^__^
Mayo: Hahahah, glad you finally decided to review. Thanks for reading! And for my story, Blaise has a bit of an Italian/British nationality.
----Chapter 6: The Attempt----
“What is it, Zabini?” Harry asked after he had followed Blaise away from the Great Hall and suspiciously towards the Slytherin dungeons.
“Hang on, Potter. Nearly there.” Blaise said over his shoulder.
“Nearly where, Zabini?”
“Call me Blaise.”
“W-what?!”
“Well, it’s easier to say Blaise than Zabini, isn’t it? Besides, I never really liked my last name anyway. Always thought it sounded like a vegetable or something.”
“B-Blaise? Why are we on a first name calling basis?” Harry eyed Blaise guardedly. Blaise just shrugged and kept on walking.
As they treaded steadily closer to the Slytherin dormitories, Harry became more and more uncomfortable. He finally got fed up, stopped, and refused to go any nearer, fearing he was walking straight into a trap.
“I’m not going any further, Za- Blaise.”
Blaise rolled his eyes, “Scared, Harry? Afraid a group of my Slytherin buddies will jump out and murder you? Really, trust me, just one more corner to turn and we’ll be at our destination.”
“Why are you trying to talk to me anyways? Won’t your little friends shun you for talking to a Gryffindor, let alone the Great Harry Potter?” sneered Harry, but he secretly relaxed a bit as their destination didn’t seem to be the Slytherin dorms.
“No, they won’t. And I’m not tell you yet why I’m talking to you. Now come on!” Blaise reached out and took hold of Harry’s wrist and dragged him along. Harry reluctantly allowed himself to be dragged towards who-knows-what-dangers-Slytherins-could-come-up-with. He was fairly surprised, though, when he got pulled into an empty classroom, and when Blaise locked the door behind him, Harry became very cagey again. He put his right hand inside his robes, holding his wand tightly incase someone or something jumps out and attacks him. After surveying the room for quite a while, Harry turned back to Blaise intending to get to the bottom of this, but was shocked to find the boy pulling his shirt off (his robes and vest having already been discarded while Harry was looking around), leaving only the green and silver tie on his tan, muscled chest.
“Bloody hell, what are you doing, Zabini?!” cried Harry. Blaise smirked.
“Back to last names, eh, Potter? Oh well.” Blaise slowly walked towards Harry, smiling seductively.
“Okay, Zabini, joke’s up. What do you want?” said Harry, voice dripping with venom.
Blaise was slightly shocked that Harry wasn’t drooling over his body. In fact, Harry almost had no reaction at all! Blaise grinded his teeth and decided to answer Harry’s question.
“What I want? I want...you, Harry.” Blaise smiled that smile that many girls and guys before have fallen madly for. But, to his surprise again, Harry didn’t do much except swallow once.
“Quit it Zabini. Are you out of your mind? It’s seriously not funny,” growled Harry. The response he got was Blaise pushing him against the wall and groping his arse.
“Harry... I want you so badly...” Blaise whispered into Harry’s ear, sending tingles down Harry’s spine. Of course, Blaise didn’t know that. It wasn’t Harry’s fault his ear was sensitive, but he’d die before he let Blaise know that.
“Stop!” Harry pushed Blaise’s hand away from behind him, only for them to be place upon his hips. His nice, sexy hips. Blaise moaned in anticipation.
“Harry...” Blaise pressed his body flush against Harry’s, making sure to rub his erection, which was tenting up his pants, upon his stomach, as that is where it reached to, with Blaise’s height of 6’ 1” and Harry’s height of 5’ 10”.
Blaise’s eyes traveled to Harry’s lips. Those lush, full, rosy lips of his. Without warning, Blaise lunged his head forward.
Seeing Blaise eye his mouth with such lust, Harry unconsciously knew exactly what would happen. In a second, Harry pushed off the wall that he was backed into and head-butted Blaise right in the nose. Blaise fell backwards, cursing and rubbing his profusely bleeding nose.
“Fuck off, Zabini, you bastard!” Harry yelled as he ran out of the room without a second glance, leaving Blaise with slight a slight tint of hurt his face. Turning around the corner that they had previously gone past, he ran smack-dab into...
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TBC!!!
Replies to Review I Actually Felt Like Replying To:
Night: I decided to take your advice. SO YAY! ^__^
Ryu: Hehehe, your mistake made me laugh. ^__^ And I'm EXTREMELY sorry, but I kind of like Hermione and Ron together... SORRY!!! *bows in apology* I can make something random happen, though. ^__^
Slashy Snitch: Heheh, sorry, but threesomes aren't my style. >.< But your other plead... *evil chuckle*
YamiBakura: Can't have Harry's first real kiss stolen by another guy other than Draco, now can we? ^__^
Mayo: Hahahah, glad you finally decided to review. Thanks for reading! And for my story, Blaise has a bit of an Italian/British nationality.
----Chapter 6: The Attempt----
“What is it, Zabini?” Harry asked after he had followed Blaise away from the Great Hall and suspiciously towards the Slytherin dungeons.
“Hang on, Potter. Nearly there.” Blaise said over his shoulder.
“Nearly where, Zabini?”
“Call me Blaise.”
“W-what?!”
“Well, it’s easier to say Blaise than Zabini, isn’t it? Besides, I never really liked my last name anyway. Always thought it sounded like a vegetable or something.”
“B-Blaise? Why are we on a first name calling basis?” Harry eyed Blaise guardedly. Blaise just shrugged and kept on walking.
As they treaded steadily closer to the Slytherin dormitories, Harry became more and more uncomfortable. He finally got fed up, stopped, and refused to go any nearer, fearing he was walking straight into a trap.
“I’m not going any further, Za- Blaise.”
Blaise rolled his eyes, “Scared, Harry? Afraid a group of my Slytherin buddies will jump out and murder you? Really, trust me, just one more corner to turn and we’ll be at our destination.”
“Why are you trying to talk to me anyways? Won’t your little friends shun you for talking to a Gryffindor, let alone the Great Harry Potter?” sneered Harry, but he secretly relaxed a bit as their destination didn’t seem to be the Slytherin dorms.
“No, they won’t. And I’m not tell you yet why I’m talking to you. Now come on!” Blaise reached out and took hold of Harry’s wrist and dragged him along. Harry reluctantly allowed himself to be dragged towards who-knows-what-dangers-Slytherins-could-come-up-with. He was fairly surprised, though, when he got pulled into an empty classroom, and when Blaise locked the door behind him, Harry became very cagey again. He put his right hand inside his robes, holding his wand tightly incase someone or something jumps out and attacks him. After surveying the room for quite a while, Harry turned back to Blaise intending to get to the bottom of this, but was shocked to find the boy pulling his shirt off (his robes and vest having already been discarded while Harry was looking around), leaving only the green and silver tie on his tan, muscled chest.
“Bloody hell, what are you doing, Zabini?!” cried Harry. Blaise smirked.
“Back to last names, eh, Potter? Oh well.” Blaise slowly walked towards Harry, smiling seductively.
“Okay, Zabini, joke’s up. What do you want?” said Harry, voice dripping with venom.
Blaise was slightly shocked that Harry wasn’t drooling over his body. In fact, Harry almost had no reaction at all! Blaise grinded his teeth and decided to answer Harry’s question.
“What I want? I want...you, Harry.” Blaise smiled that smile that many girls and guys before have fallen madly for. But, to his surprise again, Harry didn’t do much except swallow once.
“Quit it Zabini. Are you out of your mind? It’s seriously not funny,” growled Harry. The response he got was Blaise pushing him against the wall and groping his arse.
“Harry... I want you so badly...” Blaise whispered into Harry’s ear, sending tingles down Harry’s spine. Of course, Blaise didn’t know that. It wasn’t Harry’s fault his ear was sensitive, but he’d die before he let Blaise know that.
“Stop!” Harry pushed Blaise’s hand away from behind him, only for them to be place upon his hips. His nice, sexy hips. Blaise moaned in anticipation.
“Harry...” Blaise pressed his body flush against Harry’s, making sure to rub his erection, which was tenting up his pants, upon his stomach, as that is where it reached to, with Blaise’s height of 6’ 1” and Harry’s height of 5’ 10”.
Blaise’s eyes traveled to Harry’s lips. Those lush, full, rosy lips of his. Without warning, Blaise lunged his head forward.
Seeing Blaise eye his mouth with such lust, Harry unconsciously knew exactly what would happen. In a second, Harry pushed off the wall that he was backed into and head-butted Blaise right in the nose. Blaise fell backwards, cursing and rubbing his profusely bleeding nose.
“Fuck off, Zabini, you bastard!” Harry yelled as he ran out of the room without a second glance, leaving Blaise with slight a slight tint of hurt his face. Turning around the corner that they had previously gone past, he ran smack-dab into...
-------------------------------------------
TBC!!!
Replies to Review I Actually Felt Like Replying To:
Night: I decided to take your advice. SO YAY! ^__^
Ryu: Hehehe, your mistake made me laugh. ^__^ And I'm EXTREMELY sorry, but I kind of like Hermione and Ron together... SORRY!!! *bows in apology* I can make something random happen, though. ^__^