Hidden Intentions

A friend of mine needed help so I have been unable to write anything in a while, this chapter is just finished.
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So for an answer that might clear things up for someone, why Harry chose the Shrieking Shack not a safer place.

* Yes, I know Snape knows how to get there, but Snape also knows Draco has no idea of that hiding place. If Snape knew Harry was helping Draco then it would be different, but so far almost nobody knows except Harry’s two friends.
* Harry want to help Draco, but giving him a secret as the Grimmauld place 12 is just not going to happen, he doesn’t trust him that much.

And also about the ‘two chapters too much’, You're not under a spell and have to read it, if you know what will happen then stop now if you wish, but there will be another two chapters beside this.

So, Harry knows Snape knows, but Snape doesn’t know Draco knows, and Snape doesn’t know Harry helps Draco.

Thanks to everyone that reads the story.
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Harry couldn’t have made it clearer that he didn’t want to talk with anyone; through the day the only persons that managed to make him open his mouth was the teachers. Draco was one of the ones that just didn’t get it, but Harry ignored him completely just as he was doing with everyone else.

Even as he stood before Snape he was silenced, waiting for him to give an order and do it before his anger would take control of him. ‘Get down there and don’t dare to come up or stop working until I tell you too.’ Harry’s obedience didn’t please Snape too much. ‘Have you lost your tong? Or do you wish to extend the punishment?’

‘No professor, my tong is still here, just let me get on with my work, professor.’ He knew he was pushing it, but what was the point? Snape could only see the tip of his nose, and since Harry was the one in front of him he would gladly punish him without even caring about proof of mercy.

‘Get moving boy!’ Harry was pushed into a small room that was dark and damp, smell like used socks combined with wet dog and many other potion smells. The door behind him shut and the room became even darker, a small candlelight started glowing in the centre, Harry sighted before taking the tools he was been given to scrape of the dry potions in the cauldrons, he wondered how long he would be inside there.

He lost track of time in the darkness, and the only company he had was himself and the light. Then without any notice the door went up, Harry’s feelings was a mixture of happiness and tiredness, it wasn’t a pleasant punishment but being down there kept everyone away. As he looks up at the dark silhouette that stood in the well lighted doorway, he couldn’t remember Snape being shorter, everything about that guy had changed. As his eyes got used to the light that blended him he realized it was a completely different person standing there, his doubt was washed away when he heard the other person talk.

‘I see you got what you deserved for walking away from me.’

‘You little bastard, this is your entire fault!’ Trying to talk to him at school was one thing, but coming and seeing him like this was completely different.

‘My? You were the one that walked straight into the castle without looking around.’

‘I wouldn’t have done that if you could behave.’

‘I didn’t do a thing, you began the fight.’

‘I didn’t you arse.’ Maybe if his pride didn’t stand in his way he could see that he blew up Draco’s words but at the moment he was nothing but pissed off on Draco. ‘And what are you doing here? Didn’t Snape think I was being punished enough?’

‘He doesn’t know I’m here, I managed to sneak in.’

‘And what now mister bad boy.’

‘I just came to talk with you, rationally. But I see your pride is blocking every attempt I try to make.’

‘Get out you creep, I don’t want to have anything to do with you, I don’t even want to help you anymore.’ Harry threw one of the pots at Draco, which he managed to duck from, barely. In pure anger he threw himself at the Slytherin, only to be pushed back and held against the wall, Draco had an advantage of not being in anger, that way he controlled his body easier than Harry could do.

‘You better behave Harry, I didn’t do anything and at the moment I think you are behaving like a child.’ A child, Harry would show him what a child he could be. With one kick he managed to get Draco beneath him and was almost cheering before Draco again took the lead. ‘You bastard, you leave me no other choice.’ Harry wanted to kick him again when he felt a pair of hot lips pressing against his. He would have done something if he wasn’t shocked over what Draco was doing. ‘Say you surrender Harry.’

‘No.’ For sure he was playing a mind game with him, wanting him to surrender, for what? So the bastard could say he has won.

‘Surrender.’ Harry open his mouth again to deny it a second time but was caught off guard when the lips that seconds ago was pressing against his were doing the same thing, only now they were joined by his tong. ‘Surrender.’

Harry was glad Draco didn’t kiss him then because an angry potion master barged in. ‘What in newts life is going on here, Potter, I hope you have a good excuse.’

‘It’s Malfoy’s fault.’

‘You blame him for what you probably caused; five points from Gryffindor; another five for this broken pot.’ Just as Harry thought, Draco was never the one responsible for anything. ‘Malfoy, let him go, if he tries to attack you I’ll make sure he will regret it. And you, come back tomorrow.’ Harry would gladly throw another cauldron but managed to keep his anger in shock. ‘Get moving now, and don’t you dare touch Malfoy again Potter.’ Obeying Harry run out from the small room and out into the hall, he managed to reach the stairs before Draco was calling his name.

‘Get away from me you Slytherin pig, if the first detention was my fault then this is yours.’

‘I’m sorry, I was sure he was going to stay out at least fifteen minutes.’

‘How could you be sure of that?’

‘I told him I saw some students running out towards the lake.’ He lied to Snape only to be with Harry, that didn’t mean Harry was going to fall for him again but it did bring him some pleasant feeling back.

‘I don’t care, just stay away from me.’

‘I can’t do that.’ Harry was already walking up the stairs when he felt his arm tugged and his whole body turned around. Draco moved to stand on the same stair level as him, looking straight into his eyes. ‘I want you Harry.’ He didn’t wait for any answer; instead he began to kiss Harry with passion. Harry wanted to push him away, but Draco beat him to it when he pressed his whole body against Harry.

Harry didn’t want to give up that easily and tried again, this time he didn’t only find himself pined to the wall but the kisses was travelling down to his jaw then neck, one of the hands went to his back and the other one found a way beneath his sweater. Instead of screams for Draco to let him go he moaned.

Draco continued to kiss him up and down his neck while the hand under the sweater found a nipple and began to twist it; Harry couldn’t remember last time he felt so turned on. He knew Draco must know something about pleasing when he started to rub himself on Harry. For the first few seconds Harry didn’t know what he was doing until he felt a sensation down his pants, Harry slowly began to move too when he couldn’t take standing still.

Draco started to move his pelvis and made a friction in Harry’s pants, Harry tried his best to hold on to something while being almost fucked into the wall. The hand on his back found a way down his pants and started to play with his ass, Harry couldn’t take it anymore and within seconds he had his best orgasm in a while, it was like his first one all over again.

Slowly Draco retrieved his hands and stop rubbing against him. With one last kiss Draco left Harry, if he wasn’t in such ecstasy Harry would have stopped him, but he couldn’t do anything besides try and hold his body up.

Smilingly Harry went up to shower before jumping into bed; he couldn’t remember last time he had felt so happy before falling sleep.