DreamScape Interlude

Chapter Six

Harry sighed and shifted in his seat, trying to find a more comfortable position to sit in. it was the last class of the day and practice still hadn’t started. He could feel three sets of eyes boring into his back, one pair he knew to belong to one Draco Malfoy. The other sets, he guessed, belonged to his team mates.

“Mr. Thomas, since you seem so eager to pass notes in my class, perhaps you can stand up and read it to the rest of us. I’m sure we would all love to hear what you have to say as well.” Severus Snape, the AP Chemistry teacher ground out.

Dean smirked. “The note simply said that Draco Malfoy is a piss ant with a small dick and a willing mouth. I was going to pass it to Harry to cheer him up. Can I sit down now…sir?” Dean asked.

“That is it Mr. Thomas. Be here at 3:00 sharp for your detention.” Snape ground out.

Dean grinned and bowed before once again taking his seat. Harry and Seamus shook their heads in amusement. It was no secret to anyone on the soccer team that Dean Thomas hated one Severus Snape.

“Oh and by the way Mr. Thomas, I’m keeping you out of practice today. My entire room, not to mention the lab equipment needs to be cleaned.” Snape said with a smirk forming on his lips at the shocked face of the soccer player.

“Sir, I think that is a little unfair.” Seamus called out.

“Well then, Mr. Finnigan, you can join him then can’t you?” Snape bit out, clearly annoyed at the outburst.

“Sir, please, with all due respect, I think your final judgment is a little harsh. Our team has a game this Friday and we need the extra time to practice. Might I suggest detention tomorrow at lunch instead?” Harry asked.

“Fine Mr. Potter.” Snape paused. It was old news to everyone that Snape hated everything to do with the soccer team; the evil grin on his face told Harry and the rest of the class that much. “But you will be joining them.” He said.

“Thank you for reconsidering sir.” Harry said with false sweetness laced into his voice.

Snape’s reply was cut short by the bell dismissing everyone from their last class of the day. Harry stood and shot a look to Draco. Identical grins were shared as the boys waited for everyone to leave. Harry checked the halls for any of his friends before dragging Draco to the school’s elevator. He was glad the school board had forced the issue for the installment of an elevator to be accessed for handicapped and injured students.

“This seems familiar doesn’t it?” Draco asked as he pressed the emergency stop button and shoved Harry against the wall.

“Oh yeah, just be thankful the school doesn’t have any cameras in here.” Harry said before his lips were claimed by Draco’s.

Draco smirked and dropped to his knees on the floor of the elevator. He nuzzled Harry’s clothed erection and looked up into lust filled emerald eyes as he unbuttoned the form fitting jeans and slid the zipper down with his teeth. A smirk graced his lips when Harry’s cock sprang out to see him, the silver ring still in place wrapped around its base.

“I think someone is happy to see me again. Don’t you?” Draco asked as he slid the jeans the rest of the way down Harry’s muscled thighs.

“Please…do something…anything…just don’t tease.” Harry husked out.

Wasting no time, Draco took Harry’s cock into his mouth, running the tip of his tongue over the swollen head before shoving the entire length into his throat. Without losing his rhythm, Draco had pulled his own cock out of its leather confinement and had started pumping it in time with his thrusts to Harry’s cock.

“Oh…yeah…Draco…oh fuck…your so good.” Harry groaned when the blonde started to bob his head faster.

Draco smirked, as best he could, around the cock in his mouth and started to hum a random tune causing his throat muscles to vibrate and Harry to thread his hands into silky hair.

“Draco, just fuck me…please.” Harry said looking down into lust filled gray eyes. He hadn’t realized that Draco had removed the ring from around his cock, or that the blonde had pulled his own cock out of its leather hiding place. He just wanted to cum, and with that he started to fuck Draco’s willing mouth, too far gone to even worry about his earlier plea.

It was over all too soon as Harry watched Draco’s throat working to swallow all the cum he had provided for him. With a blissful sigh he let go of Draco’s head and let him stand to re-adjust himself. It was with a hushed promise of greater pleasure to come that Draco left Harry standing alone in the elevator while he made his way to the locker rooms to change into his practice uniform.

By the time Harry got to practice, the coach had gone livid with anger. Harry was told to do extra laps, but not without a sound scolding from Oliver for missing study hall and the first five minutes of practice. Harry never noticed that his shadow, Ronald Weasley was no where to be seen.

“Harry, come here to me.” Oliver shouted at the end of practice.

“Yeah cap?” He asked.

“Have you seen Ron at all today?” He asked, clearly avoiding the reason behind Harry’s tardiness to practice and his absence in study hall.

Harry thought a minute and shook his head. “Not since lunch time, why?” He asked.

Oliver sighed. “Because he didn’t show up to his afternoon classes and he’s not here now.” He said.

Harry’s eyes widened in shock. He looked around and nodded in agreement. “That’s not good. You think he’s skipping or something?” He asked. It was true that Harry and Ron didn’t get along at all, but if a member of the team started to skip, it would mean trouble for all of the players.

“Maybe, Fred and George were just-” Oliver was cut off as the Weasley twins ran up to them. Both were clearly out of breath.

“Guys, what’s wrong?” Harry asked, looking from a gasping Fred, to a bent over gasping George.

“It’s Ron.” Fred started.

“We just heard.” George added.

Fred nodded. “He’s on his way to the hospital.”