Lines of Love and Hate
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
8
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2,018
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7
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Breathe Into Me
Breathe Into Me
Harry could honestly say, that he was fucked... figuratively fucked. Not only had he forgotten his cloak, he also didn't bring his wand. Thankfully, he did have the map. But still... not one of his smarter moves.
And just for once, Harry wished that the map were wrong... or that he could apparate out of there. Not one, not two, but three of the worst kind of evils were heading his way.
Filch, with Mrs.Norris; Snape; and Harry personal favorite, Malfoy. Like they were programmed, the three were heading in the same direction; which was his direction; at the same speed; which was too fast; and would intercept him at the same time; which was any second.
Yes... Harry was fucked.
Choosing the lesser of the three evils, not to mention the most attractive--- Harry darted down the corridor in Malfoy's direction, only to misjudge his timing and slam directly into the Slytherin. With a muffled curse, Harry scrambled up and froze at the sound of footsteps coming toward him.
Harry spun back around, searching wildly, completely ignoring the pissed- off blond staggering to his feet. Spotting Malfoy's dark ebony wand that had jammed him into the ribs, Harry grabbed it, heard the footsteps rounding the corner, and made a split- second decision. Shoving the hissing and spitting blond into the narrow alcove by a suit of armor, caste an invisibility spell on both Malfoy and himself and then proceeded to squeeze himself into the tiny alcove alongside his rival. A split second later, Snape turned around the corner in his usual menacing billow of robes, followed closely by a creepily giddy- looking Filch and yowling Mrs. Norris.
Malfoy let out a low curse when Harry accidentally elbowed him sharply in the gut. Instinctively, Harry clamped a hand over the blonde's mouth and pressed himself closer- still. When Snape and Filch got bored of searching the dark, narrow corridor ten minutes later, Harry could only sag in relief and press his face hotly into the crook of Malfoy's neck. Harry let his hand slip from the Malfoy's mouth to brace himself again the other seeker for the briefest of seconds.
With both hands placed on the wall on either side of Malfoy's head, Harry pulled away and muttered the counter- spell. Flushed pale skin, pink lips, and mussed blond hair were the first things that made Harry's breath quicken. Then the molten silver eyes opened and Harry's lips parted in a silent gasp. Harry was swept away by the intensity of emotions that crossed those flashing orbs.
Lust, passion, longing...
Then, Harry could resist no longer and pressed forward to align their hips. Silver eyes flashed as an airy gasp stole from the blond's lips. Harry felt strong hands grab his hips to press him closer right before he felt an answering hardness grind into his own. Harry groaned, low, deep, and needy before pressing his entire body up to Draco's until there wasn't a breath of space between them.
When Harry took a hand and ran it lightly up the blond's side, said blond arched into him and Harry couldn't help but devour the inviting lips practically offered to him. The kiss was deep and passionate but also soothing and gentle and it... just... felt... right.
Clothes were shed; screams, gasps, and moans left kiss- swollen lips but the sounds were swallowed by the very stillness around them. The spark and fire between them wouldn't fade, so they met... every night to soak in each other until the first rays of morning. This went on for a month... maybe more, before it was finally too much.
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A/N: This is the first part, the second will be up in a day or two. Read and review, tell me what you think!
Harry could honestly say, that he was fucked... figuratively fucked. Not only had he forgotten his cloak, he also didn't bring his wand. Thankfully, he did have the map. But still... not one of his smarter moves.
And just for once, Harry wished that the map were wrong... or that he could apparate out of there. Not one, not two, but three of the worst kind of evils were heading his way.
Filch, with Mrs.Norris; Snape; and Harry personal favorite, Malfoy. Like they were programmed, the three were heading in the same direction; which was his direction; at the same speed; which was too fast; and would intercept him at the same time; which was any second.
Yes... Harry was fucked.
Choosing the lesser of the three evils, not to mention the most attractive--- Harry darted down the corridor in Malfoy's direction, only to misjudge his timing and slam directly into the Slytherin. With a muffled curse, Harry scrambled up and froze at the sound of footsteps coming toward him.
Harry spun back around, searching wildly, completely ignoring the pissed- off blond staggering to his feet. Spotting Malfoy's dark ebony wand that had jammed him into the ribs, Harry grabbed it, heard the footsteps rounding the corner, and made a split- second decision. Shoving the hissing and spitting blond into the narrow alcove by a suit of armor, caste an invisibility spell on both Malfoy and himself and then proceeded to squeeze himself into the tiny alcove alongside his rival. A split second later, Snape turned around the corner in his usual menacing billow of robes, followed closely by a creepily giddy- looking Filch and yowling Mrs. Norris.
Malfoy let out a low curse when Harry accidentally elbowed him sharply in the gut. Instinctively, Harry clamped a hand over the blonde's mouth and pressed himself closer- still. When Snape and Filch got bored of searching the dark, narrow corridor ten minutes later, Harry could only sag in relief and press his face hotly into the crook of Malfoy's neck. Harry let his hand slip from the Malfoy's mouth to brace himself again the other seeker for the briefest of seconds.
With both hands placed on the wall on either side of Malfoy's head, Harry pulled away and muttered the counter- spell. Flushed pale skin, pink lips, and mussed blond hair were the first things that made Harry's breath quicken. Then the molten silver eyes opened and Harry's lips parted in a silent gasp. Harry was swept away by the intensity of emotions that crossed those flashing orbs.
Lust, passion, longing...
Then, Harry could resist no longer and pressed forward to align their hips. Silver eyes flashed as an airy gasp stole from the blond's lips. Harry felt strong hands grab his hips to press him closer right before he felt an answering hardness grind into his own. Harry groaned, low, deep, and needy before pressing his entire body up to Draco's until there wasn't a breath of space between them.
When Harry took a hand and ran it lightly up the blond's side, said blond arched into him and Harry couldn't help but devour the inviting lips practically offered to him. The kiss was deep and passionate but also soothing and gentle and it... just... felt... right.
Clothes were shed; screams, gasps, and moans left kiss- swollen lips but the sounds were swallowed by the very stillness around them. The spark and fire between them wouldn't fade, so they met... every night to soak in each other until the first rays of morning. This went on for a month... maybe more, before it was finally too much.
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A/N: This is the first part, the second will be up in a day or two. Read and review, tell me what you think!