Hate Me Damn It!!!

Ugh. Im to sick to leave my dorm. So Im staying here and writing, just for you! ^.^ And I woke up, and about 5 ppl were in my room with Lisa looking over my last chap and my Pointed Tail And Cross Bone’s story on Word. -.- At least they brought me flowers and chocolate....
Any who, here is the next chap!! ^^ Oh, and I told yea they would have a fight....well...*coughs* there having it. *points to title* BUT LOOK! IT SAY’S FUCK! SO THERE WILL BE SEXXXXX!!!!!!!! ^o^

Key: “ ” = talking
‘’ = thinking
/ / = Parseltongue
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Harry walked down a dimly light hallway that had doors on his left side, and the curtain on his right. The doors had been labeled, but with nicknames not real names. He passed door after door, not sure which one would be Drac’s. “Star beam, Fire ass, Fat cock? Were the hell they get these nicknames?” Harry asked him self. He reached the last door and looked at the name. He almost laughed. Sexy Ferret was written in black letters on a gold name plate. Harry knocked on the door, erasing the smile from his face. “Come in.” A voice purred from inside.

Harry opened the door and walked inside, his face instantly getting hit with the smell of incests and lavender rose. Harry looked around as he closed the door, shocked at what he was. The room was at lest the size of the tent he had at the Quidditch World Cup and the walls were emerald green with golden borders on the top, middle and bottom. Harry looked around, taking note of the Victorian furniture which mainly consisted of green’s, browns, gold’s or blacks. Candles were little around the room covering the room in a sent of lavender rose’s. A curtain made from golden beads separated the main room and a smaller room which appeared to be the bed room, for Harry could see a four poster bed with an over head canopy from which dark green curtain’s and it was all made of an blackish wood, red silk blanket and black pillows, and that is were Harry headed.

“Draco, we need to talk...” He started, but before he could finish two hands wrapped around his neck from behind and he was thrown to the bed. His attacker stayed on top of him as he struggled violently to breath and throw the person off his body. He finally turned over so the attacker was on the bottom and was freed. Standing he whipped out his wand and turned to face his attacker, panting angrily. Draco laid on the bed looking even more angry, still in his outfit from earlier.

“What the hell Draco?! First you’re giving me lap dance’s, now your back to trying to kill me?!” Harry shouted, not lowering his wand an inch. “I was never trying to stop!” Draco growled as he once again lunged at Harry.

“Stupify!” Harry yelled. A red light whizzed out of his wand and hit Draco square in the chest, knocking him backwards onto the bed. Even if his face and eye’s shown signs of struggle he was stiff. Harry glared bullets at him and lowered his arm. “I can’t believe I saved you’re sorry hide Malfoy.” Harry growled.

“I convinced them not to kill you! I saved your life! If it wasn’t for me, you would be neck up in Dementors!!” Harry shouted furiously, expecting a reaction from Draco. Suddenly it hit him and he almost hit his head. ‘Of course he can’t react. He’s frozen...’ Harry muttered in his thoughts as he freed Draco from his curse.

“I didn’t want you to save me!!”

The words hit Harry like a buldger at full speed. He gaped at the blonde, shocked at his words. “You didn’t? You WANTED to die?!” Draco rolled his eyes like the question’s answer was obvious. “Of course I did you arse. What more do I have to live for? Im poor, Im a slut dancer, I have no friends, no family...no life left.” Tears started to form in the blondes eyes as he slide away from Harry on the bed. “I wanted to die,” Draco continued, “But I couldn’t. When I was little my mother caught me cutting my self with scissor’s so she cast a spell on me that until I could not hurt my self enough to die. Trust me...I’ve tried...” The last part was muttered from the blondes lips and Harry stared at him in shock.

Suddenly Harry grabbed Draco’s arm and pulled it foreword. “What the fuck Potter?!” Draco asked furiously. Harry ignored him as he tapped his wand on Draco’s arm and muttered a spell. Suddenly scabbed over scars and cuts in ever deception, shape and size appeared on Draco’s arm. Draco stared, bewildered. “H-how?” He asked, before trying to pull his arm back, but Harry didn’t let go. In fact his gripped tightened. Almost...

Painfully.

“L-let me go Harry” Draco commanded, his voice shaking a bit from pain and fear. Harry looked up, and Draco instantly wished he hadn’t, his eyes red. /Never cut you’re self again!/ Harry hissed angrily. Draco shivered as the room suddenly felt chillier. ‘What the hell is with him?’ Draco asked him self as he tried to back away, only to be pulled closer to Harry. Harry grabbed Draco’s hair and pulled his head back slightly before crushing there lips together.

Draco’s eyes widened and his body froze, to stunned to move. Harry forced his tongue into Draco’s mouth and licked the top of Draco’s mouth. Draco’s eye lid’s closed slightly and he cautiously kissed back. Harry groaned from the back of his throat in almost an animal tone and pushed them closer together until there teeth were grinding together. Finally after what seemed like forever Harry pulled back, and Draco gasped for precious air, as Harry attacked his neck with his mouth. “Mine.” Harry growled into the shoulder of the blond as he nibbled a bit of skin. Draco gulped and panted as his body slowly started to warm. Harry nibbled up and down until he hit a tender spot, which he nuzzled and licked, nibbled and sucked. Draco mewled under the torment the brunette haired male was afflicting on his body. Harry had released Draco’s arm, which lay still on the bed next to him, and began to run his fingers over the well toned chest of his blonde prey.

The other hand was buried into Draco’s soft golden locks, only gripping slightly, not enough to cause pain, but enough to insure Draco could not escape easily. When Harry’s free hand reached one of Draco’s nipples he gave it a pinch, earning a startled yelp and jump from the other boy. Harry rubbed the nipple between his fingers, feeling it harden and also feeling the small piercing hook that kept the chain connected. Draco’s eyes were shut and he panted like he was running a race. He felt like it to. His body was hot, his pulse was wild and his heat was currently doing the Cha Cha in his chest. He mewled like a kitten as Harry kept attacking his tender spot, moaning when the mouth moved up to his ear and nibbled his lobe.

Harry’s hand wrapped around the chain, and pulled slightly as he remembered the last reaction he received from Draco. Sure enough, Draco’s head flew backwards and Harry’s name was squealed from the lips of the blonde. That just further persuaded the dark haired man. The chain was tugged in every direction from then after not letting up for a moment. Never hurting Draco, but drowning his in pleasure.

Finally the hand went down further until teasing fingers hit leather waist band. That’s when reality hit them both like a ton of bricks. They were in bed, together, alone, touching, kissing and fondling. Draco looked at Harry, relieved he was normal once more. “Harry...we...we can’t...” Draco slowly muttered, looking away, unwrapping his arms from Harry’s neck and questioning himself when he had actually wrapped his arm’s around Harry’s neck. Suddenly he was pulled closer to Harry’s chest into a hug. “Don’t. Please Draco...I understand if you don’t want to continue and....Im sorry for losing control,” Harry explained softly slowly starting to stroke the blondes hair. “But when I saw you hurt I just...I just couldn’t help it. Please, promise me you’ll never hurt you’re self again.”

Tears built into Draco’s eyes. These few words meant so much to him. Never had any one cared so much for him. Not his mother, nor father, nor friends. But Harry...the Golden Boy...He-Who-Lived...his rival...his enemy...his master...his...

Love.

Before Harry knew it Draco had grabbed him by the hair and kissed him. It wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t animalistic, it wasn’t hard in any way. It was a gentle, wordless exchange of words. What’s wrong? Take me. What? Now. Here. Please. Are you sure...? Yes. I love you. I love you too...

Harry slowly eased Draco onto his back and on the bed as they pulled away. Draco’s lips still felt the left over heat from Harry’s softy lips. He missed it already. “Cloth’s off now.” the blonde whispered to his soon-to-be-lover. Harry smirked as he removed the cloak and his sweater. Draco’s mouth dried as his eyes fell upon the flawless chest of Harry James Potter. Harry shivered slightly as he saw Draco lick his lips, remembering what evil deed’s those lips could do when put to the task.

Draco ran a hand over Harry’s right nipple and felt it harden almost instantly under his touch. Harry growled, which Draco found to be music to his ear’s. He repeated his action at lest a dozen times and each time the dark haired man released a “Oh...”, “Ah!” or “Fuck...”. Soon he switched over to the next one and the little nub of flesh received the same torment. “Fuck Harry! Stop teasing me before I lose my mind!” Draco cried out in pure pleasurable torture. Harry smiled and kissed Draco’s left ear lightly. “Anything for you love...” Harry whispered and felt shivered run through the blondes body.

‘L-love? I’ve never really been loved before have I-eeeee!!!’ Draco thought, the last part coming out in a shriek as he felt a hand squeeze his ass. (Ok, I thought of this and laughed out loud and scared the bloody hell out of lisa but I still think it’s funny...XD)

SMACK!!

Harry froze as he felt a warmth spread across his cheek. Draco. Had. Bitched. Slapped. Him. “What the hell was that for?!” Harry demanded as he drew back both hands and rubbed his check. Draco sat up, imitating a red apple. “Well I wasn’t ready! Mostly when men grab my ass I hit them!” Harry stared at the blonde like he had six eyes. “So you’re ok with kissing, groping and touching...but when I touch your ass you slap me?” Harry asked calmly. Draco shrugged. “Yeah...pretty much.” Harry hung his head.

“Great. I got bitch slapped by a bitch. Just great...” Harry muttered. Draco glared at him and crossed his arms. “Hey! I’m not A bitch. I’m THEE bitch. Biggest one of this life time.” Harry looked up at Draco. “Then let me clarify that.” Harry pounced on Draco and Draco shrieked. Harry grabbed Draco by his golden locks and kissed him hard on the mouth. Draco kissed back, glad that his little freak out session didn’t mess up there previous activity. But he did notice one thing. His pants were gone and all that remained was his skinny black g-string. Harry pulled back and sneered at Draco’s stunned face. “I know a few tricks.”

Draco’s right hand suddenly shot out and cupped Harry’s hard on, making the wizard moan. “I know a few too.” Draco replied smugly. Draco undid Harry’s pants and pulled them down, making a very interesting find. Harry had no underwear on. Both smiled evilly at each other as they attacked each other’s lips again. One of them muttered a spell and Harry’s pants disappeared, but neither could tell, nor cared, who did it. There mouths were so intertwined that there voices were almost one. Harry started to rut against Draco’s erection and there sounds of pleasure and want fused and mixed. Harry reached down and tore the skimpy thong away. “Hey..that was my...favorite...thong.” Draco complained between kisses and licks. “I’ll buy you...a new one.” Harry panted as he also ripped his away, not able to wait any longer. He pulled back and studied the gift from God that was laid down before him.

Draco’s golden hair was placed just right onto the pillow and looked like a halo. His silver eyes shined with lust, want and love. His pale chest moved up and down as he breath in and out and Harry started fascinated as the abs moved in tune with one another. His legs were spread automatically, making Draco seem eager for what was about to happen. Then Harry’s eyes fell on one of the best features of the ex-Slytherin. His cock.

It was standing stiff, high and tall against Draco’s stomach. A pearl-ish colored liquid was leaking from the small slit and running down the hard member. Harry pooled his fingers into the pre-cum and brought his fingers to his mouth, were he stuck them in and licked. A long “Uggghhhhh....” came from the man on the bottom and Harry smiled. He kissed Draco full on the lips and the blonde could taste him self on the other wizards tongue. ‘Not bad.’ he thought as he flipped himself and Harry over. Harry looked up at him in surprise and Draco sneered.

“My turn Potter.” Draco mocked. Before Harry could say anything about Draco calling him Potter, Draco leaned in and nibbled Harry’s neck. Harry gasped as a hand traced over his chest, outlining each and every bump, line and curve. Harry’s eyes closed slowly and he groaned when a hot, and vaguely familiar, mouth pressed it’s self down onto his right nipple. The mouth kissed the little nub a few times before opening and letting out a tongue. A very playful tongue. It wrapped it’s self around the nub, savoring the salty taste of skin and the texture. As Draco drew lines and curves around the nipple with his tongue, his hands were busying them selves with Harry’s boxers.

Draco pulled them down and threw them into the corner. He sat up, much to Harry’s displeasure which he expressed with a grunt, and straddled Harry’s hips. He started to rub up and down, grinding softly into Harry’s pelvises. “Ah! Draco...God!” Harry shouted, arching his back. Draco smirked his infamous smirk. “Why yes Harry, I am a God. Thank you for finally admitting it.” If Harry wasn’t so hypnotized by Draco’s movements he would have made a smart ass comment about that. Harry smirked to himself as he thought of ass and grabbed Draco’s.

This time, thankfully, he wasn’t slapped but Draco did blush like a virgin school girl. Draco in a school girl uniform...low cut skirt and tight dress....hair in pigtails...bent over Harry’s work desk with green panties...panting and ready for Harry’s cock. Harry shook the thought away because if he didnt he was sure he would have cummed before anything got really good. He came back to all of his senses and noticed that he was squeezing Draco’s ass in a steady rhodium and each time he did Draco gasped and raised his hips either trying to escape from the hand or to get some relief for his hard cock.

Harry decided it was time to end this foreplay and get to the main course. The main intercourse that is. He flipped them once again so he was on top and Draco was on the bottom. He muttered the Accio spell and a tube of lube appeared in his hand. Draco raised a eye brow. “Were did that come from?” he asked, sneering smugly, eager to hear the answer. Harry blushed a bit. “Well...I was hoping...that...you know...I was hoping this would happen so I brought some just in case...” he muttered, a tad bit embarrassed. “And what, prey tell, makes you think I’m going to be the bottom?” Draco asked as he readied himself to flip Harry on his back. Harry read his actions and sneered. “Well, one because I’M your master now. And two...” Suddenly in a bat of an eye he had squeezed some lube onto his finger and pressed it into Draco, who yelped and arched his back so mush that his chest was pressed tightly against Harry’s, his eye wide and full with surprise and lust. “Because you look so much like the ‘bitch’ type.” Harry finished before moving his finger in and out of the tight pucker.

‘God it’s tight,’ Harry thought to him self. ‘I just hope it wont cut my dick in half from it’s tightness...’ Draco dug his nails into Harry’s arms. The finger was new and felt strange. It didn’t hurt, but just felt weird and unnatural. Draco snapped to his senses after a few moments and glared at Harry. “Damn it Harry! I should charge you with rape for doing that!” Draco spat angrily, even if he didn’t well give a fuck at the moment.

“I guess you could do that Draco. But why would you want to?” Harry asked, thrusting another finger into Draco’s body after he had finished speaking. Draco gasped and closed his eyes and finally laid back onto the bed as the fingers thrust in and out of him. It was wrong yet so right. ‘I should fight...should stop...him...’ Draco thought, even his thoughts were panting. But he couldn’t stop Harry. For some reason it felt so right. So good. So loved.

Harry bent his fingers, searching for the little gland that was supposed to make men bend. The gland that was supposed to make even the most harden men cry out. The tiny glad that was as close to heaven as humans could get. The gland that... “AHHH!!! Ohmyfuckengod!!” Draco cried out suddenly, his back arching straight off the bed and almost pushing Harry off him. ‘The gland that is right there.’ Harry thought chuckling. “Draco, meet you’re prostate. I’m sure you two will be good friends.” Harry teased.

Draco half heartedly punched his arm, his cheeks flushed and his breath panting. A third finger was added to the other’s and Draco’s prostate was stabbed repeatedly. Draco was sobbing by now, his eyes full to the brim with passionate tears. His arm’s were wrapped around Harry’s neck, hanging on like Harry was his life line, the only thing keeping him on this earth. Harry kissed Draco’s forehead as he pulled the fingers out from Draco’s opening.

Draco sobbed in frustration. “Damn it put them back in!” Draco sobbed, thrusting his hips upward as he tried to fill him self once more. Harry pushed both of Draco’s hips down and looked down at Draco. “Draco, look at me.” Draco slowly opened his eyes and looked at Harry. Both men were panting and there body’s were painted with sweat. ‘He looks like an angel...’ Harry thought as he softly kissed Draco’s lips. This kiss was different. It wasn’t too heated. It wasn’t violent. It wasn’t animalistic. And it was far more then a peck on the lips. It was passionate, slow yet not to slow, soft, non demanding and loving. When they broke away both were panting, feeling hotter then ever.

Harry looked back down at Draco and swallowed his heart which had jumped into his heart during the kiss. “Draco...can I?” Draco blushed, knowing what he was asking. Harry wanted to take his virginity. “H-Harry I...” Draco looked at the sheets, and Harry frowned a little. He started to pull back when Draco pulled him closer. “G-Go ahead just...just be careful...I’ve never...well...you get it.” Draco admitted. Harry was a little surprised at that. He was sure that Draco would have had many lovers before him with his looks and all. But he didn’t complain. Harry squeezed out some more lube and spread it onto his cock before lining his cock up with Draco’s opening. “Relax.” Harry whispered as he prepared to push in. Draco nodded quickly and closed his eyes, relaxing as much as he could.

(Ok, quick note. To all those who are thinking ‘ok, quick change. One min there fighting, now this? Rush much?’ yea yea I know. But im doing this from kinda what me and Keven do. One moment we are at each other’s throats, then I say something or he does and next thing you know...well...you get it. I don’t want to blind any one’s inner mind. XD Any who...)

Harry pushed into Draco with one thrust, knowing that if he did it slowly it would probaly hurt more. But it still hurt. Draco cried out in pain and dug his nails into Harry, who winced. “AH! To painful! Take it out!” Draco sobbed as he tried to escape from Harry. Harry hugged him and kissed him. He pulled back and nuzzled Draco’s neck softly. “Shhh...Just relax. It’ll get better. I promise.” Harry cooed softly before kissing the tears away from Draco’s face. Draco tried to relax but it hurt so much. It hurt worse then losing his family, his friends, his home and life. It hurt worse then not being able to kill him self and it hurt worse then when he thought Harry had betrayed him. ‘Maybe he still is’, Draco thought as he sobbed again. ‘Maybe he’s just going to leave me here when he’s done with me, just like my father...’

Harry saw pain and sorrow in Draco’s eyes. He felt horrible, even if being in Draco was heaven. But it was Hell as well, seeing Draco in so much pain. Draco finally got used to it and his sobbing minimized a bit. “Draco, can I move? It’ll make you feel better.” Harry asked, more then ready to pull out and comfort the blonde. Draco nodded slowly. ‘Why not let him? Let him use me and throw me out so I don’t have to suffer.’ Harry slowly pulled back and thrust in, starting a slow and easy rhythm into the golden haired man. The pain slowly started to numb away and a strange feeling replaced it inside Draco. It wasn’t 100% pleasure, but it didn’t feel bad either.

Then he hit that spot, and Draco screamed in pure bliss. “Oh god Harry!!! Fuck! Right there!!”
All doubt flew out of Draco’s mind as Harry aimed for that spot and continued to pound it. Draco cried out each time it was hit. He wrapped his legs around Harry’s waist and squeezed for dear life. If he died right there he would be a blessed man. Harry could not even begin to describe the pure raw blissful feeling that he was experiencing. He had been with a few other’s before Draco, topping all, but never had it been like this. The other’s were a good fuck but he felt like he belonged with Draco. Like it was so right. And he never wanted to let it go.

As there speed increased and Harry went deeper and deeper into Draco’s body there cries of passion became louder and higher until almost the god’s them selves could hear. Draco started to meet Harry’s pounding thrusts, never wanting it to end. He never imagined it could be this heavenly. Harry reached in between them and started to furiously stroke Draco’s cock. He leaned down and whispered three words “Come for me.” Draco suddenly felt like a deep burning flood had been released from him and as he arched his back in a silent cry a jet of burning hot sperm shot from his cock. He tightened almost impossibly around Harry, who groaned and released him self into Draco. “Draco...” Harry grunted as the last of his seed left him. “Harry...” Draco whispered softly as he fell back onto the bed.

The blonde closed his eyes, trying to get his heart to stop pounding before it burst. He felt soft lips on his as a warmth started to leave him and he a bit felt empty. He clucked onto the body of his new lover and whined. He heard a tired chuckle as he was flipped around. He now laid on a warm body and he nuzzled it like a kitten. If he was a kitten he would be purring. “Accio-covers...” he heard Harry mutter and silk sheets and blankets covered them both. Draco opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Harry. Harry looked at him, softly took his head in his hands and kissed him softly agin.

The kiss felt like forever, but it was only a few moments. When they did break it Draco laid his head onto Harry’s chest and slowly fell asleep to his heart beat and the reassuring feel of some one stroking his hair.

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*falls onto chair* Whew! That was a long type. I wrote this like...4 day’s ago and just now finished...*sweat drops* Sry. Hope u liked it! Oh, and I will only publish the new chapter when I get at lest 5 or more reviews and when I get time...*coughs* BUT if I do get 5 or more I will get it out asap. But if not...I’ll make u wait 3 weeks!!! *evil laugh* Ok, buzz byes for now!!