Shaking in Armor

Hate- Plain White Tee's



Sadly Harry was happy to see Ginny. The happiest he'd ever been to see her actually. Which unfortunately for Ginny was much happier than unhappy. He had felt something off when Draco had thrown his curse but Harry couldn't place and quite frankly he didn't care with the way Draco was snuggling into his back.

"The ride is pretty long, so if you want you can um fall asleep or something." Why is he effecting me like this? I'm not gay. Just keep saying that. Not gay.

"I'd like that but your girlfriend seems to be getting jealous. I wouldn't want to get in the way of weasel love." Anyone could tell he was lying but it was Draco's voice that gave Harry pause. Draco's voice sounded like something in the porn movies Dudley had taken a liking too. It had never been hot before but out of Draco's beautiful lips it was wicked and bad and not gay. Not gay.

"Bull shit." He couldn't help himself from laughing. Harry could feel his butt move against Draco's crotch. Not gay. But the growing bulge he could feel definitely was.

"Do you mind if we switch?" Draco said rather quickly. Harry barely heard it. He was concentrating on his mantra of not gay.

"What?" He said it while in the mist of thought only the back of his mind saying that he should say something.

"I'd like to be in front of you." A imagine of Draco impaling himself on Harry's cock as they flew entered Harry's mind. With the combined feeling of Draco's hard on against his butt and his own growing one, Harry's brain went into over drive.

"What!?" Harry was freaking out. He had no idea what to say or even what Draco had meant. When had I started calling him Draco? Oh god. What is wrong with me? Great now he's looking.

"I mean..um..ah..um"

"Always were good with words. Just lean back and hold on, okay?" Harry didn't know what was going to happen and he wasn't sure if he would like it. But he had no other choice. He leaned back and relished in the way his arms got to press over his groin when he tried to hold on.

A loud pop that Harry recognized as apparation sounded. Shit, what if he had-. But his thought had been cut off by Malfoy landing directly on top of him. Their lips pressed together and Harry fought the urge to close his eyes in pleasure. He didn't look away from Draco's eyes. He didn't want to pull away though from the wide eyed look on Draco's face he certainly did.


"Happy Birthday to you Harry." Ron had flown up beside them with Zabini holding tightly onto his waist. They were laughing. At least someone is enjoying this, Harry thought He blushed and pulled back a bit to remove his lips from Draco's. From Malfoy's. And since I'm pulling back I'm not gay. Not gay.

"And you deny it." Harry blushed knowing that Ron would tease him about this for the rest of time. He helped Draco up and they sat facing one another on the broom. Zabini said something and then squealed as they both flew away. God when did my best friend become such a slut.

"I'm not very good at apperating. I mean I am I just don't usually have to pay attention to which way I'm facing. Sorry." Well he didn't sound sorry. And maybe he was just surprised it didn't mean he didn't want to- want to what? Shit. What am I even thinking? He looked at Draco and realized something. He couldn't see through him. Which meant flying was not going to work.

"So how are we going to turn you around?"

"I have no idea." Draco laughed softly and Harry could have sworn it was the most beautiful sound in the entire world. He smiled widely and felt the elated happy feeling he did after Ginny went down on him the first time. All he wanted was to get closer to that beautiful beautiful sound. And that was definitely not gay.

"Come closer...I can lift you up and you know spin you around." Total bullshit and Harry knew it but in hindsight it might work. Draco smiled but he didn't look like he was buying it.

"Whose gonna steer?" Harry grinned wildly and closed his eyes. He could feel his magic bubble and escape from him. He had never used magic to impress anyone but he imagined this what it felt like, the smug feeling of delight at knowing you have just caused a stir of wondrous thoughts in someone's brain.

"Look Malfoy, no hands." He felt alive and cool, in fact he oozed with coolness. He felt like never before always wanting to be something else he felt like a god and from the way Draco was looking at him he might have been. He raised one eyebrow something he had always thought was cool but had always been to insecure to try. He smiled letting his confidence show.

" Are you coming? Or are you scaared, Malfoy?" He thought he was very clever using the same slow drawl Draco always had when challenging him to a fight. Draco scooted closer his eyes still wide as he took in all the magic. Their knees were touching and Harry put up his hands to stop him. He had to at least make it look like he was trying to help not cop a feel. He put his hands under Draco's arms and made sure to brush the hard peaks under his silk shirt. Which was not gay it was just testing the field. Draco's eyes rolled back and Harry had yet another pop up fantasy. Shaking it out of his mind he assessed the situation and tried to figure the best way to get Draco turned around.

"Relax your legs." No that won't work, he'll have to stand up. "Wait no don't. Swing your leg over the broom," Yes that will work. "No lean back." draco wasn't having any of that though.

"No! My butt will slip off!" Draco protested but he didn't seem as opposed as he pretended. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's chest and under his arms. He leaned close ready to support Draco's weight.

"Don't worry. I've got you." Draco leaned back into Harry's arms and cautiously swung his leg over. His butt slipped but Harry held on tight and gently lifted him to help get Draco's butt situated. And then Draco was wiggling. The constant pressure and friction against Harry's prominent bulge dragged the moan his was deeply trying to suppress after him. Okay this is not gay. This is...so gay. He leaned closer, he lifted his hands to put them on Draco's lap. He closed his eyes ready to give in but Ginny's hardly audible gag stopped him. He put his hands down and sat back up.

"We're getting close." She handed him a handkerchief. Harry gave a questioning look and she rolled her eyes. "Remus wants us to blindfold them just in case." Harry nodded and started folding the handkerchief.

"Yes, because I'm just dying to go home." Harry smiled. It was good to know even if it was just a sarcastic comment. "It's alright Harry, now I have an even better reason to go to sleep. Don't you have somewhere to be Weaslette." Harry chuckled. And Ginny gave a fierce glare. She turned back to Draco and sneered.

"What like with my brother?" Harry shook his head still folding the napkin. He didn't have to know what Ron was doing to know that his friend was fast becoming a man slut but Ginny rolled her eyes and flew off anyway.

"You could at least try to be nice to her." He suggested. He kept folding the blindfold but he felt Draco stiffen and pull away.

"One. She's not my girlfriend. Two, don't snap at me when I just did you a favor. And three. She just saved us from a death eater." So he was stressing the word just but it was true. He was stung by how quickly Draco had turned into someone he very much did not like.

"I could've done that. She just-"

"I know you could have." He said it quietly but the meaning was there. He tied the blindfold and tugged it snug.

"I didn't know you liked it kinky, Potter." And he was back. He was surprised by how relieved he was Draco was acting friendly again.

"I usually don't but for you, I'll try to expand my horizons." There it was again that wicked hot feeling. He loved it.

"How do you like it, Harry?" His name from those lips was so wrong. It was so...perfect. He leaned in and kissed Draco's ears softly as he spoke.

"If you're good maybe you'll find out." Draco arched his back and Harry had to control himself from sliding his hands down that magnificent torso. But soon enough Draco was asleep in front of him and the ride to Number 12 Gimmauld place was almost over. he would think and most likely masturbate about this later, right now focus was crucial.


They landed soon after Draco fell asleep and Harry hated to wake him up so soon. He landed and held the broom up with magic. Slowly he scooped the sleeping Draco into his arms. He smiled down at the soft heap of blonde waves. Ron and Blaise snickered as they walked past and passed through the wards.

Harry followed them but was stopped by the wards. Remus looked back and Harry furrowed his brows.

"Why can't I go through the wards?"

"It's his wand it has a tracking spell." Kreacher croaked approaching from the bushes.

"God don't you do anything but lurk." Fred said jumping. Hermione looked at Harry who looked like steam was about to blow out of his ears.

"Check his wand." Remus said urgently. Harry didn't have to be told twice. He dropped Draco onto the concrete. The young teen opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Harry smiling but his smiled faded seeing Harry's flaming eyes.

"Give me your wand Malfoy."

*

From the discovery of Draco- Malfoy's betrayal they had been blindfolded themselves and handed off to senior order members and taken somewhere too far away for them really say. Harry had a feeling though that they weren't as far away as it seemed, that the team was doubling back and such. When the blindfolds were removed Harry found himself in front of a dome shaped house that reminded him of the Burrow. They walked inside and Harry barely noticed the layout only that they were led to a kitchen and they were told to sit down.

Hours of questions ensued. Did Malfoy know it wasn't his wand? No, at least he said no. Why did he want to leave? He didn't say only that it was a very personal reason and one he would not like elaborate on. Did his mother know about the plan to kidnap him? No, at least he didn't think she did. Did he plan this? Did he this. Did he that. Hours f it. Ron and Blaise were asleep in the corner and Fred George Pansy and Luna were huddled in the kitchen drinking coffee and talking in hushed tones. Hermione on the other hand was sitting next to Draco, every once and awhile she would send Harry sad looks and Draco's ones thats conveyed almost forgiveness or at least understanding. It made Harry sick. How could he have trusted even let his guard down around this schmuck. The fiery alive feeling at the pit of his stomach still hadn't gone away but that only made him even angrier with himself for feeling it.

"Well Mr. Malfoy I appreciate your courtesy and your well learned politesse, but due to your mothers action the state of the Order is compromised and the headquarters need to be moved. When a location is founded you all will be told, until then everyone with the exception of Mr. Lupin and Ms. Weasley will be held in this, lets call it a safe house." Kingsley said standing up from the table. Harry couldn't believe this. He was going to be stuck here with Malfoy for god knows how long.

"Wait why does Ginny not have to stay?" Hermione asked rising. Tonks answered in Kingsley's place.

"Ginny is still a minor and there fore her parents decide what her punishment is."

"This is completely unfair." He yelled. Kingsley sighed and rolled his eyes as though Harry was a child.

"I would love to give you all a less severe punishment but frankly Mr. Potter you got yourself into your own mess by insisting on taking on this incredibly risky mission. Now we must be going. Every week a large supply of food, potions, books, and letters from family will be brought. I'm sure I will find the time to stop by soon but we really must be going, the longer the location is at Number 12 Gimmauld Place the bigger a threat that location becomes." Everyone had come out of the kitchen and said their goodbyes but Harry heard none of it. He leaned on his elbows and pulled at his hair. This wasn't happening. He had screwed up his first mission. He had... done nothing. It wasn't his fault. It was Malfoy who didn't check his wand. It was Malfoy who had tried to seduce him. This was his fault not Harry's. He stood up anger pouring from every pore in his body.

"This is all your fault, Malfoy." He couldn't control it he needed to get out or Harry would well he didn't know what. He stormed out of the room his magic pulling every book off the shelf and every lamp rattled.

"Just give him time." he heard Hermione say but that was a lie. He needed no time, before time might have been an option but now, now there was no turning back. Those moments with Draco were gone, he didn't miss them in the slightest. In the slightest.

He explored the house and discovered much like the outside the inside layout was quite a bit like the Burrow. A large living room lay directly after and to the right of the door. To the left of the door was a small bathroom with a equally small shower and a regular sized toilet and sink. Behind the couch lay the first of 3 staircases. It led to the first floor containing four bedrooms, each paired and connected through a bathroom. The bedrooms were large enough, decorated in simple tans and golden hues. The three bedrooms up the nest flight were the same. They were all very much like the dorm rooms at Hogwarts except the top rooms. They were not separated at all just two beds. On one side of the room was door which Harry assumed led to a large bathroom.

By the time Harry had finished touring the house he had calmed down quite a bit though the low burn of anger and possibly lust still ravaged his stomach. He slowly walked into the dining room where everyone was still gathered. The room grew silent with his presence but Hermione broke the silence.

"So sleeping arrangements?"

"Well I assume 3 on each floor." Luna said brightening. Harry gave her a reassuring look but corrected her never the less.

"4, 3 then 2 actually."

"Hm thats rather strange." She said rolling her her head up at the ceiling. Her voice had taken on it's austrian accent since she had visited Prague but the high whimsical voice was definitely all Luna.

"So girls first floor?"Hermione suggested. A groan from Parkinson.

"Thats no fun." She said winking at George. With a roll of his eyes Fred piped in.

"Whose gonna be the forth? There are only 3 girls, 'mione." Hermione looked around and blushed at her miscalculation.

"I'll do it!" George said eagerly never taking his eyes off Parkinson. She smiled sweetly and nodded at everyone to agree.

"Blaise and I will take the top room!" Ron said grabbing Blaise by the cuff of his shirt and dragging him up the stairs.

"Alright, so that leaves Fred, Harry and..." A pause. Malfoy hadn't said a word since the Order members left and he was still focused intently on the table. He cleared his throat softly.

"And me." The fire was roaring again and Harry couldn't suppress it. He slammed his hands down on the table and looked only at Malfoy.

"I'm not rooming with him."

"Harry, come on. Just suck it up." Fred said. Everyone stood still anticipating Draco's response.

"I hate him." Harry snarled and Fred rolled his eyes.

"Hate is a strong word mate." Ron said from the stairs. Harry's eyes burned and he kept his gaze on Malfoy.

"I know but I really, really, really don't like him." Malfoy made a small choking sound. Zabini and Parkinson rushed to his side. Parkinson stood up straight and looked Harry square in the face.

"That's not fair, Potter. It wasn't his fault." Harry made a cry of outrage.

"Not fair? What's not fair is that I went out a limb to bring him to safety and he just brought down our entire order. I don't fucking care if it was his bloody mother's fault or not. He should have checked. He should have thought for one second about anyone other than himself. And to think I was starting to think you were a decent person, but you know now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you." Draco made another straggled noise and wiped his face. Zabini started to speak but Malfoy stopped him.

"He's right. It was my fault. I should have checked, but I didn't and I'm sorry." Draco silently left the room followed by Zabini and Parkinson. Harry stood dumbstruck not only by the fact that a Malfoy had just apologized but also by the looks his friends were giving them.

"What its not my fault!"

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I'm a horrible person I know. I got supreme writers block and Buffy season 2 was distracting me and then I had to work. Anyway I'm so sorry. I'll try my best to get chapter 6 or is it 7 up tomorrow. Wish me luck. Hope you enjoyed. Also thank you again for the reviews. I wish I could give you individual responces this tim ebut it is 12:22 am and I work at 7 tomorrow. Harry's gonna stay mean I think for the next chapter I forget which song I picked so he might not. All righty I love you all and thank you for not killing me,

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