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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
7,957
Reviews:
94
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Of Course You Know: This Means War
And on to chapter 7!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!! Read and review my other stories:
Gryffindor Investigations
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010375
When Bodyguards Collide
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010433
Responses to reviews:
Thrnbrooke: Who knows why people think the things they do when they're hurt and upset? When you've been cheated on, even if it's only once, it might as well be a hundred times. But you should also remember what the Sorting Hat had to say about Slytherins--"those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends." So what you really should be asking is, "what does Draco want--and how is this helping him get it?"
Cloud: All will be revealed in the fullness of time, my friend. Right now we're at the end of the beginning, if that makes any sense--we're about to hit the middle of the match.
Draco_Harry_Lover, Black Padfoot: Sorry about the chapter lengths--but look at it this way, they're less filling!
Night: Draco implies, just before the match, that he's had other matches in that ring--that he's wrapped his sweat-soaked body against another sweat-soaked body. That's why Harry thinks that Draco was unfaithful, too, and is holding him to a double standard.
Daft Fear: What happens now? Why, only this.......
Draco pulled himself up, though Harry could see the muscles in Draco’s legs trembling under the exertion of pulling him upright. As Draco swayed unsteadily on his feet, Harry dove for the blonde’s ankles and yanked them out from under him! Draco hit the mat arse first, and shot a look of pure loathing at his ex-lover.
“You bloody bastard,” he snarled, “I’m going to rip your balls off and feed them to you on toast for that!”
Harry grabbed a handful of Draco’s hair and yanked his face upward. “As if you can cook,” he muttered. Before Draco could react, Harry’s fist slammed into his face, knocking Draco flat on the mat! Harry pounced on his fallen foe, trying to bar one of Draco’s arms for a submission—but Draco wasn’t done yet, by a long shot. He threw his hips into the air, and Harry was thrown off of him to land inches away.
Sweat was glistening on their muscular bodies as Harry dove low for Draco’s ankles again. This time, however, Draco was waiting for him.
He sidestepped Harry’s shot, and as Harry dropped to the mat, Draco’s leg swung around and impacted with the side of Harry’s head! Harry’s eyes rolled upwards, and he fell flat, stunned for the moment by the kick. The next thing he knew, he was being brought to his feet…………
And the next thing he knew after that, he was upside-down in midair, held aloft by a trembling Draco.
Draco fell backward, and Harry fell with him. They crashed together to the mat, but Harry’s back took the full impact! Harry arched in pain…………and then a crashing weight—Draco’s knees—fell into his stomach and drove him back down to the mat!
Harry was helpless, and Draco was enraged. Sledgehammer-like, heavy fists pounded down on his abs, breaking down the muscle under the skin. Harry rolled into a fetal position, trying to protect his midsection—but that just left his neck open to savage chops and kicks! In utter agony, Harry rolled over onto his stomach……and then Draco was sitting on his back, trying for another chokehold!
But again, Draco was riding too high.
Harry bucked, and then crouched; Draco pitched forward and landed flat on the canvas that had gone slippery with their sweat. Harry scrambled back up to his feet and pulled Draco up by the hair. He frog-marched him across the ring to the corner, and, still holding Draco by his blonde locks, sent him face-first into the top buckle!
Harry spun Draco around the face him, and slapped him across the face, hard. He grabbed a wrist in one hand and the back of Draco’s neck in the other, hurled him across the ring, and charged after him…………
Gryffindor Investigations
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010375
When Bodyguards Collide
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010433
Responses to reviews:
Thrnbrooke: Who knows why people think the things they do when they're hurt and upset? When you've been cheated on, even if it's only once, it might as well be a hundred times. But you should also remember what the Sorting Hat had to say about Slytherins--"those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends." So what you really should be asking is, "what does Draco want--and how is this helping him get it?"
Cloud: All will be revealed in the fullness of time, my friend. Right now we're at the end of the beginning, if that makes any sense--we're about to hit the middle of the match.
Draco_Harry_Lover, Black Padfoot: Sorry about the chapter lengths--but look at it this way, they're less filling!
Night: Draco implies, just before the match, that he's had other matches in that ring--that he's wrapped his sweat-soaked body against another sweat-soaked body. That's why Harry thinks that Draco was unfaithful, too, and is holding him to a double standard.
Daft Fear: What happens now? Why, only this.......
Draco pulled himself up, though Harry could see the muscles in Draco’s legs trembling under the exertion of pulling him upright. As Draco swayed unsteadily on his feet, Harry dove for the blonde’s ankles and yanked them out from under him! Draco hit the mat arse first, and shot a look of pure loathing at his ex-lover.
“You bloody bastard,” he snarled, “I’m going to rip your balls off and feed them to you on toast for that!”
Harry grabbed a handful of Draco’s hair and yanked his face upward. “As if you can cook,” he muttered. Before Draco could react, Harry’s fist slammed into his face, knocking Draco flat on the mat! Harry pounced on his fallen foe, trying to bar one of Draco’s arms for a submission—but Draco wasn’t done yet, by a long shot. He threw his hips into the air, and Harry was thrown off of him to land inches away.
Sweat was glistening on their muscular bodies as Harry dove low for Draco’s ankles again. This time, however, Draco was waiting for him.
He sidestepped Harry’s shot, and as Harry dropped to the mat, Draco’s leg swung around and impacted with the side of Harry’s head! Harry’s eyes rolled upwards, and he fell flat, stunned for the moment by the kick. The next thing he knew, he was being brought to his feet…………
And the next thing he knew after that, he was upside-down in midair, held aloft by a trembling Draco.
Draco fell backward, and Harry fell with him. They crashed together to the mat, but Harry’s back took the full impact! Harry arched in pain…………and then a crashing weight—Draco’s knees—fell into his stomach and drove him back down to the mat!
Harry was helpless, and Draco was enraged. Sledgehammer-like, heavy fists pounded down on his abs, breaking down the muscle under the skin. Harry rolled into a fetal position, trying to protect his midsection—but that just left his neck open to savage chops and kicks! In utter agony, Harry rolled over onto his stomach……and then Draco was sitting on his back, trying for another chokehold!
But again, Draco was riding too high.
Harry bucked, and then crouched; Draco pitched forward and landed flat on the canvas that had gone slippery with their sweat. Harry scrambled back up to his feet and pulled Draco up by the hair. He frog-marched him across the ring to the corner, and, still holding Draco by his blonde locks, sent him face-first into the top buckle!
Harry spun Draco around the face him, and slapped him across the face, hard. He grabbed a wrist in one hand and the back of Draco’s neck in the other, hurled him across the ring, and charged after him…………