When Snow Melts

~When Snow Melts~

Summary:
...What does it become? Harry and Draco fight, fight, fight, and find eachother by mistake. Prophesies are uncovered and the line between love and hate is crossed hesitantly.

Pairing(s): Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione
Rating: NC-17 or so. This is not a lighthearted tale. Sex will be involved, drug use is also involved, if you count potion-taking as a drug. XP Death might be included as well, but not Draco or Harry\'s.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything created by J. K. Rowling.
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Anal, Oral, MPreg implied, Pre-HBP for convenience issues, Drama


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Chapter Seven: Meeting in the Middle
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Harry woke up by none other than Ron, per request of Hermione, who was having a little visit with Dumbledore. \"Relax, mate.\" The Weasley went on, sitting with Harry in the common room and trying to get some information out of his best friend. \"Can you tell me what\'s been going on in your detentions with Malfoy?\" It wasn\'t hard to decipher the pure spite when Ron had said Draco\'s name.

\"I don\'t want to talk about it...\" Harry moaned, truly having nothing to say about it; he couldn\'t remember enough to tell.

\"Why can\'t you tell me?\" Ron sounded annoyed, sitting further to the edge of the armchair he currently occupied, blue eyes narrowed. Harry picked at a loose thread on his own armchair.

\"I would probably tell you, only I can\'t really recall.\" Ron thought that was strange, and even though he didn\'t have Hermione\'s smarts, he could tell that some sort of mind modification could have been used. He definitely wouldn\'t put it past Malfoy to do such a thing..in fact, that\'s just what a no-good, little ferret would do, he figured.

\"You don\'t suppose--\" Ron started, only to be interrupted by the sound of someone entering the portrait hole looking absolutely livid as she stomped toward them, bushy hair flowing behind her in the gusts of air she left from her brisk pace.

Ron blinked, Harry didn\'t even look up from the fire he stared into, pondering what was going on with him and longing for Draco, though the effects were wearing thin by the minute. \"What\'s happened, \'Mione?\" Ron questioned, curiously, causing Hermione to throw up her hands and shout, \"OH!\" Ron ducked his head a bit and decided not to prod further.

After a few moments during which the girl just paced back and forth in the common room, she suddenly exclaimed, \"You\'d think that someone of his cleverness could put a stop to this. But no!\" Finally, she seemed to calm down some, pushing clumps of hair back from her face and plopping down in a neighboring armchair.

Ron poked at a Wizard\'s Chess piece which sat nearby, Harry was staring in the fire still, brows furrowing. Hermione looked concerned again, \"Oh, Harry! I know what\'s been going on.\" And before either of them had the chance to ask what it was, she finished, \"Malfoy\'s been messing with your mind, you know.\"

Harry, catching Malfoy\'s name and directing his full attention now, looked surprised, \"He\'s been.. what?!\"

Hermione gave a look of sympathy, \"I\'m afraid so, Harry. He\'s been causing you to forget what\'s happened in your detentions with him. Obviously he\'s up to something.\"

Harry looked increasingly glum, Ron\'s face flushed with anger. \"I knew it!\"

It was Hermione who decided to cut into this depression with her ray of positivity. \"It\'s nothing we can\'t fix, of course! A mind modification that Malfoy\'s been using is only that.. some sort of spell. I know how to help you worm your way around some.\"

Harry simply nodded his consent for Hermione\'s help and she immediately went into the girl\'s dormitory, leaving Harry and Ron alone once again.

\"A memory charm...\" Ron trailed off, scowling into the fireplace Harry had been entranced with only moments before. Now, however, Harry was staring right into Ron\'s face, the side facing him, of course, flickers of firelight dancing off his freckles and red hair in a strangely fitting sort of way.

\"What are you thinking, Ron?\" he said, to which Ron didn\'t reply for several moments.

\"Hermione\'s right, he\'s probably doing something completely illegal and Malfoy-like to you...\" He then growled, \"Using a memory charm, hah. No wonder you wouldn\'t tell us why you kept coming back here all disheveled and torn up!\"

Harry\'s eyes widened. \"I was..\" Unable to bring himself to repeat Ron\'s words, \"...like that?!\" Ron blinked at Harry like he\'d just been clubbed over the head to forget such a thing, \"Of course, mate! Why d\'you think Hermione\'s been in such a state -- and myself included... She\'s been up to see the Headmaster because of it, hasn\'t she?\" He reasoned.

Harry just shook his head, looking confused, then angry. \"Stupid Malfoy.. his memory modifications must be working overtime.\" Ron nodded with a helpless look on his face.

Before the two could say anymore, the girls\' dormitory door burst open and Hermione came stomping down, a book securely held under her right arm. \"All right, Harry! I think I\'ve found the perfect counter spell!\"

As Hermione sat down and opened the book on a small table, Harry and Ron went to join her. \"Hermione,\" Harry whispered, \"What did Dumbledore say...when you told him?\" Her eyes flashed, \"Oh! It was disappointing, really.

He only said there was nothing he could do about it without proper proof that you were being harmed and that Professor Snape surely knew what he was doing by placing you under Malfoy\'s tutoring.\"

Harry and Ron stared with their mouths gaped open. \"I find it entirely impractical myself!\" Hermione exclaimed indignantly before returning her attentions to her book. \"Now, where was I? ...And you two can stop trying to catch stray pixies now...\" she added, smirking as she glanced up to see them clamp their mouths shut suddenly.

\"Ah, here it is...\" She pointed to the page she was on and read aloud, \"Memory charms are a difficult foe to combat against, but there are some lesser known ways to reverse them.\" Hermione read the rest in her head before slamming the book shut and taking out her wand, \"Just relax Harry, this won\'t hurt a bit.\"

Casting the proper counter spell, Hermione breathed deeply. \"It may not be much use, considering the fact that we don\'t know which spell Malfoy has over you, but it\'s all we can do for now.\" She looked completely remorseful and Ron was back to his Wizard\'s Chess board.

\"Thanks anyway,\" Harry attempted to smile, but failed. It wasn\'t much comfort knowing that the spell might work.

\"It\'s time for detention, I\'m afraid. Try and find out all Malfoy does while you\'re there. It will be imperative!\" Hermione added. Harry groaned and stood up, shuffling to the portrait hole. \"See you guys later.\"

\"Good luck!\" Both Ron and Hermione cried out as Harry disappeared from their sight.

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Malfoy sat on Snape\'s desk, twirling his wand between his fingers, looking extremely bored. Upon Harry\'s entrance, he drawled, \"Good evening, Potter. Ready to learn some more?\" He failed to notice the love potion had worn off long before his arrival, not a good thing to be sure.

\"Potter, take this.\" He spun around, taking a vial from the desk and moving toward Harry, offering the liquid to him at the start of detention as per usual. Harry immediately put his guard up. \"No way, Malfoy! I\'m not taking a potion from you.\"

Malfoy sneered, looking a bit worried, but also ready to reinforce his authority. \"You will take it, Potter.. even if I have to force it down your throat!\" \"Then try it!\" Harry retorted, glaring darkly and fumbling for his wand. Malfoy caught on and held out his hand calmly,

\"Hand over your wand, Potter. You won\'t be needing it in detention.\" Harry\'s eyes narrowed, looking stubborn. Draco\'s left eye twitched. \"Do you want me to alert Snape of your failure to comply, Potter?\"

Harry remained silent. \"Because I will, you know! I only need enter his office and report this to him to have you obey.\"

Gritting his teeth, Harry thrust his wand out to Malfoy, making sure he poked him in the stomach harshly. Draco grunted before snatching the wand away and taking it to Snape\'s desk, where he left it sitting, unattended.

Stalking back to Harry, he smirked, \"Now, now, Potter. Take the potion.\" Harry immediately recoiled, \"No!\" Draco fumed. \"You will take it, Potter! You must!\" But Harry showed no sign of listening, backing up step by step until he collided with a desk behind him.

Clutching the wood beneath his fingertips, Harry leaned away from the vial as it advanced on him slowly. \"Drink up.\" Malfoy demanded, and he lunged suddenly, pushing the liquid-filled container to Harry\'s lips. Draco\'s prey side-stepped, avoiding the potion, which slipped from Malfoy\'s grip as he ran into the same desk Harry was pressed against, vial smashing against the floor, the potion spilled and wasted.

Malfoy spun around to face Harry, fury etched in his very visage. But when he did meet Potter\'s gaze, the boy was standing near Snape\'s desk, wand at the ready. \"Don\'t move, Malfoy.\"

Draco\'s eyes narrowed and his lips curled in a venomous look of hatred. \"..How dare you!\" he spat.

\"How dare you!\" Harry echoed, hand trembling with fury all his own as he took a step forward. \"You\'ve been messing with my memory, haven\'t you, Malfoy?\" Draco took a swallow, not expecting Harry to figure it out. Not so soon, anyway.

\"Wh-What gives you that idea?!\" he growled. That\'s it.. just deny it, he\'ll be none-the-wiser.

\"I have proof, Malfoy.. I\'m not stupid.\" Draco allowed a tiny smirk, a false attempt to prove he was still in charge, even though he was far from it. \"Proof? Have you proof, Potter?\" Harry shrugged, \"I don\'t remember a lot of our detentions...surely you\'ve done something.\"

Draco punched his fist against a desk, feeling his plan slip into the failure category. He couldn\'t let this happen! \"Potter, you\'re a FOOL. I\'ve done nothing but teach you potions! Perhaps your mind can\'t deal with all of the formulas so it resulted in memory loss! Have you not thought of that?\" But even as he gave excuses, he was backing up to get to a safe corner where he could draw his own wand and throw a curse before Harry could retaliate and hit him effectively.

Harry, true to his own words, wasn\'t stupid. He caught on and when he did, he shouted, \"Stupefy!\" Which missed Draco as he had already reached his hiding place and retaliated from there with a sudden, \"Incarcerous!\" catching Harry off guard and binding him with ropes suddenly. Malfoy grinned as the bound boy came crashing down, his wand spilling from his fingers and skidding across the floor toward Draco, who moved from behind his safe-spot to scoop the wand up, successfully recapturing it from Harry\'s control.

\"Hmph. Foolish Gryffindor..should have acted sooner.\" Draco chuckled, stepping around Harry to open a desk drawer and place Harry\'s wand into it, then using his own wand to lock it inside.

\"Now, let\'s see about that potion.\" He reached into a cupboard and pulled out another vial of Lovepotion, this one was more recent, and thus, less-effective, but it would serve its purpose at least.

\"Open up, Potter.\" Draco smirked, dropping to the floor beside the restrained Harry Potter and forcing his jaw open, pouring the liquid inside and forcing him to swallow it all. Once finished, Draco stood and went to dispose of the empty container, waiting for its influences to kick in.

\"Draco...\" Malfoy grinned victoriously at the sound, turned languidly on the spot to view a very tired looking Harry. \"Yes, Potter?\"

\"Why are you so far away?\"

Malfoy took a few steps closer and waved his wand, releasing Harry from the ropes. \"Well, you\'re the one lying on the floor. Come over here if you want to be near me so much.\"

Stumbling to his feet, Harry made his way to Malfoy, slinging his arms around the boy and nuzzling against his shoulder. Draco bit his lip to keep from reacting, his fierce blush giving his feelings away, but Harry didn\'t notice this...his eyes were shut against Draco\'s chest as he continued snuggling closer.

\"That\'s enough, Potter..I\'m not your cuddle-toy.\" He pushed Harry backward, causing the other to fall unceremoniously against a couple of desks. \"Stand up.\" he commanded at once, embarrassed at the sight, but smirking nonetheless at the boy\'s clumsiness.

Harry responded by picking himself from the floor and dusting off his robes wearily. Before he had finished this task, however, he found himself shoved back and pinned to a wall.

Draco\'s cold, silver eyes dug into Harry\'s emerald gems and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as the boy-who-lived struggled against his hold only faintly. \"That\'s it, Potter.. give in to your desires. Tell me what you want.\" Harry shook his head causing Malfoy to glare and push him mercilessly against the firm wall, harder than before. \"Tell me who you want.\"

\"...Y-You, Draco..I-I want..you..\" Malfoy sneered, \"Of course you do.\" he whispered. His heart hardened, the desire to fulfill the mission flooding his vessel. No one expected it though, it was against the stars\' wishes... Harry Potter looked at Draco Malfoy, a helpless expression crossed his face and he whispered right back.

\"You\'re going to fuck me, aren\'t you?\"

Never in his entire life had Draco heard that word in such a context.. and never had it sounded like the biggest turn off he could have ever concocted.

He was simply taken aback. Releasing Harry\'s robes and retreating two solid steps to cast a gaze of astonishment at the submissive, drugged boy.

Silence spread out into minutes. Harry\'s eyes narrowed, \"Well? Get on with it.\"

\"Yes, I-I\'m going to, don\'t worry your scarred head about it..!\" But inside, Malfoy knew he couldn\'t do it. Not now...and he didn\'t know how he had done it so easily..so guiltlessly, before.

The silence enveloped the two once more and Harry pushed himself away from the wall, sighing. \"Wh-What are you doing?\" Malfoy questioned, backing away from Harry.

\"Helping you, Draco, surely that is what you\'re waiting for?\" He started shedding his clothes on the spot.

Feeling his whole face flush with heat, he snapped an arm out to stop him mid-strip. \"No, don\'t..\" Harry\'s eyes flickered up to meet Draco\'s and he looked puzzled, Draco\'s voice came much softer now, almost reluctant and unsure of his own words, \"I never asked you to...take your clothes off. Just, stay dressed.\"

Harry looked hurt though, for Malfoy was looking at the floor and not at him, it hurt when he couldn\'t look into his eyes while on this potion. Was he ashamed of him? \"Draco, please.. look at me.\" Harry pleaded, advancing quickly to tug on Malfoy\'s robes. Draco was afraid and upset.

\"Let me go, Potter..! Just..sit down.\" He motioned for him to take a seat and that is just what Harry did. Sighing heavily, Draco ran his slender digits through his white-blonde hair and made his way to Snape\'s desk, leaning against it for support and recalling one of the rapes he forced onto Harry against this same desk. He pulled away from it as if burned and stalked the classroom with an increasingly bad temper. Things weren\'t supposed to work out this way..!

\"Draco..?\" \"..No.\" \"Can I..?\" \"..No.\" \"Will you..?\" \"..No.\"

Eventually, Draco stopped in front of Harry\'s desk, hands placed against the surface as he stared down into Harry\'s brilliant green eyes. \"What do you want, Potter?\" \"I told you, I want you, Draco...you\'re all I need.\" Malfoy bit his lip and dropped his head slightly, allowing his silvery fringe to hide his eyes as he whispered bashfully, with an edge of spite that was obviously faked to keep up appearances, \"...You can..ride me..if you feel so inclined.\"

Draco didn\'t know what made him think to offer such a thing, but it felt like the right thing to do. Harry could take his own pace with things and he would still be fulfilling his mission. Afterall, he couldn\'t skip a night -- this being their last night -- he would face great punishment for not following through with the simple tasks set before him.

Harry flushed bright red, \"Dr-Draco..!\" he gasped, before nodding shyly. \"I..would love to.\"

Draco\'s mouth quirked in a half-smile and he nodded back to Harry, realizing they took up enough time in detention so far to luxuriously remove their clothing and thus with a flick of his wand and a small incantation he had their clothes removed and folded neatly on a nearby desk.

Draco took satisfaction in Harry\'s modest blush as he led them both, nude as can be, to Snape\'s desk. Swishing his wand again he transfigured the desk into a giant four-poster. \"Come, Potter.\" Draco smirked, pulling aside the curtains and climbing onto the bed while beckoning to Harry with two fingers.

Even in his potion-induced state, Harry had never seen anyone more attractive than Draco with his bedroom eyes and coy little gestures. Erection already jutting out between his legs, Harry followed Draco into bed and slid up his body graciously, \"Draco..\" he cooed softly, straddling his hips and making Malfoy moan softly.

\"Ready to mount my cock?\" Draco whispered seductively into Harry\'s ear before nipping his lobe playfully and running his hands up Potter\'s thighs. Harry let out a tremulous breath as he raised up and brushed his bare rump back and forth along the head of Malfoy\'s rock-hard prick, making it flick to and fro and leak pre-cum.

\"God, Harry,\" Draco panted, feeling full of cum again and ablaze with desire to expell it deep inside his rival. Harry rocked back and forth, tickling and arousing Draco\'s cockhead, making it wet and hot with pre before he started to settle against it, rising up and settling, over and over, never letting it penetrate, only allowing a tap against his entrance.

Draco hissed air between his teeth harshly, groping for Harry\'s hips to pull him down forcefully, but unable to coordinate quickly enough in his lust. \"Let it...enter...Harry!\" he ground out between fitfull breaths.

Harry moaned and sighed, seemingly lost in his own arousal as he teased himself and Draco. By the time Harry spread his legs and started to lower himself against Malfoy\'s cock again, the blonde nearly lost it. \"Harry, you bloody well better be sticking my cock in your ass now!\" He fisted the sheets and tore at them as Harry finally complied. The slick, weeping penis Malfoy now possessed a perfect tool to sink in without enormous pain into his body.

\"Aaahh! DRACO!\" Harry cried, holding still and trembling violently as he was fully seated on the sharp cock which parted his cheeks and filled him up.

\"Ohhh...fuck...Harry...!\" Draco called back, throwing his arms over his head and panting heavily. He looked very feminine and beautiful in such a position, cheeks flushed and writhing slightly. Harry didn\'t notice, too busy working on holding himself still, knowing if he moved now he could tear himself up badly. He needed to adjust first.

But he didn\'t have to wait long, for Draco seemed to decide it for himself that his patience expired and, with his arms still stretched above his head, he started to give short, sharp thrusts up with his slender hips, driving that thick cock against Harry\'s scorching, tight walls. Draco panted harder in ecstacy,

\"Uhhh.. unnh--ahh..Harry.\" To which Harry responded accordingly, \"Mmm..Draco--ohh...aaa~!\"

Harry\'s hands pressed to Draco\'s abdomen, fingers twitching as he rode the cock inside him. Draco bucked beneath Harry, sliding in and out at an increasing rate, slapping up against Potter\'s bottom in feverish sex, making sure he was buried to the hilt with each stroke. When Malfoy opened his eyes, he noticed he could see Harry\'s face. This was a first, but he found he enjoyed it.

When green met silver, they lost it. Breathing increased between the two, hearts pounded, it was as if they were seeing who it was they were doing such an activity with just then. Harry gasped desperately while Draco whined at his upcoming release, feeling Harry\'s hot essence spray over him as he finally pumped his cumload deep, whimpering as he clutched Harry\'s hips to keep himself buried as far as he could reach inside the other before squirting his balls dry. Or what certainly felt that way, because just fifteen minutes later, Harry and Draco started making out and it soon led to another romp in the transfigured bed.

They ended up making sounds of complete passion and abandon for hours into the night, the flicker of the nearby flames revealing their entwined, moving shadows along the inner canopy of the bed, Draco not realizing how far he took this with Harry, and Harry too far gone in the effects of the potion to care. Surely come morning things would change drastically...but at least they had tonight.


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To Be Continued...
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AN: Okay, seventh chapter. Finally.

Next chapter will be a rough one. Will the potion still be in effect for Harry in the morning? Will the memory charm work? What will happen in the next detention? But oh wait--there aren\'t any detentions left! Hah. Something I completely forgot to include. My bad. New chapter coming soon.