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The Unmarked Potion
Title: The Unmarked Potion
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Authur's notes: Yes, I know, I shouldn't be writing something else, but a plot bunny bit me and I *had* to write this! So far, this is it. One part. But, if I get any other ideas, then I'll write more as a sequel. For now, this is it. Enjoy!
Oh, and thank you all so much for replying to my stuff. Especially my Draco's Insignia! I promise you that I will write more of that, I just need to get my muse into gear for it. Honestly! Thanks again! ^__^
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters in here; they belong to J.K. Rowling- and ONLY her!
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It was anothweltweltering day, another Saturday, another detention from the Slytherin headmaster, Professor Snape. Harry Potter was in the potions cupboard, and his punishment was to label, and relabel bottles and vials in Snape's inventory. Harry had to look up what a potion was and write a label on it if it didn't have one, or rewrite the labels because they've gotten so used they were wearing out. Just how the hell was Harry supposed to know which ones were which if they weren't marked? Well, Professor Snape said to smell it, look at the color of it, or"¦ taste it. Which was way on the bottom priority on Harry's list. If he wasn't sure what potion it was, he wt abt about to *taste* it!
So, Harry tried to determine what it was by looking at the color of it first. He looked through the giant book of potions with one hand, and in the other hand he held a vial with a sea green thick liquid inside. He found one picture with what looked like it could be the one. It said: THIS POTION IS THICK"¦ Harry nodded his head. Yes, this potion was definitely "˜thick'.
THE POTION IS SEA GREEN IN COLOR.
Harry nodded, yet again.
THE POTION SMELT LIKE ELDERBERRIES STUFFED IN AN OLD SOCK.
Harry blanched and looked at the potion in his hand. So, he had to smell it? Okay"¦ He squeezed his eyes shut and held the vial carefully under his nose.
He almost fainted from the stench. Yes"¦ *cough* this was definitely the one"¦ Elderberries stuffed in an old sock"¦ check. Harry picked up the quill, dabbed it into the inkwell, and then carefully wrote on a sticky piece of paper: HAIR POTION. He peeled the label off and then slapped it on the vial. Harry had a sneaky suspicion that Snape took some of the labels off of these just to torment him.
If someone wanted to re-grow their hair that badly, he was sure that they wouldn't care what it smelt like. Harry didn't hesitate, and he put the vial back on the shelf, and then picked up another unlabeled potion. This one was salmon in color and it was thin. Harry looked through the book from top to bottom, but found none with the same color as the potion he held. He thought he found it, but the color description ended up being orchid, not salmon. He continued to flip through the pages, found a light red colored one but it was thick, but he still found nothing that was describing the one in his hand.
He did find a page with no picture"¦ so he went back to that one and all it said was that it smelt like spring flowers and lilacs. The rest was ripped out.
Well, if the other potions were a negative, then this one should be it. All he had to do was smell it.
Harry held the open bottle over his nose and took a big whiff. Yes, it smelt like spring flowers and lilacs. Very, very pleasant. Unfortunately, it didn't say what totiootion was. This was not boding well. He couldn't go to Snape and ask him, because he had told Harry that this was HIS job, HIS punishment, and that he was NOT helping him. And if he didn't do it right, Snape was giving him *another* punishment. Harry frowned.
Of course, he could always go to Hermione, but would she really know what this potion was? Maybe she might.
So, with bottle in hand, Harry left the potions classroom in search of Hermione. He just started down the hallway when he saw his friends walking toward him. Harry smiled and they smiled back. He knew he took a while during detention, and he wouldn't have if it weren't for this blasted unknown potion he found. Harry waved a free hand at them, and they started to walk faster toward him. They were only twelve feet away from Harry when a familiar person walked out of a door, right in the middle of the three friends. Ron and Hermione paused, as did Harry when they saw Draco Malfoy step out in front of them.
"Well, well, done with detention already, Potter?" Malfoy drawled. "I guess Snape underestimated you."
Harry glared, but didn't say anything.
"Go away, Malfoy." Ron said. "We don't want to see you or hear your irritating voice."
Draco pretended to put on a hurtful expression. "Oh, you cut me to the quick there, Weasley. It hurts me so deeply."
"Good!" Ron said, "Now leave."
"Sorry to burst your little fantasy bubble there, Weasley, but I belong down here, in the dungeons, whereas YOU do not belong."
"We were worried about Harry, that's all." Hermione said.
"Oh, I'll bet." Draco sniffed.
"Ignore him, guys." Harry said. He walked past Draco and got to where his friends were standing. "I was looking for you, Hermione. I wanted to know if you knew what this potion was." He held up the bottle filled with a thin, salmon colored liquid.
"It didn't say so in the book?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head. "Nope. I've already smelt it, it smelike ike lilacs and spring flowers. I found it in the book, it's just that there a piece missing"¦ like what it should be called."
"Hmm." Hermione examined the potion closely but then shrugged, "It looks familiar, but I can't place the name."
Harry watched as Hermione continued to think, and he was about to give up hope when Malfoy waltzed up to them and took the bottle out of Harry's hands.
"Hey!" Haraid,aid, narrowing his eyes.
Draco held the bottle underneath his nose and took a big whiff. "Hmm"¦ flowers and lilacs"¦ salmon colored"¦ thin"¦" he shook it in a circle and watched it create a small tornado inside the bottle, and then it started to settle very slowly. "Ah, yes, well"¦ I remember what it is"¦" he sounded disappointed, despite knowing what it was before Hermione did.
"Oh? What is it?" Harry asked.
When Draco looked up into Harry's eyes, they were flashing with something that Harry had never seen in them before. "Damn you, Potter!" Malfoy groaned. Right when Harry opened his mouth to ask Draco what was going on, hedenldenly found himself pinned up against the wall and Malfoy's lips were over his.
"The Hell???" Ron shouted. He and Hermione both went for their wands, but Harry waved a hand at them. They took it as a sign that Harry was going to deal with Malfoy on his own. Harry was just about to take out his own wand, but"¦ something deep inside of him stirred. Instead of moving his hand down into his robes, he placed it behind Draco's neck and pushed the blond closer to him. Their kiss deepened, their bodies were rubbing harshly against one another, and their chests were heaving. Draco's hands moved down Harry's skinny waist, and behind him, squeezing his backside. Harry moaned into Draco's mouth, and started to nibble lightly on Malfoy's bottom lip.
"Ok, would someone please tell me what is going on??" Ron fumed.
Suddenly, Hermione gasped in realization. She gave Ron a painful and slightly disgusted look. "I know what that potion is now." She frowned.
"Well then tell me!" Ron said, still wanting to use his wand against Malfoy, whom was still sucking on Harry's face.
"It's a"¦ Lust Potion. Just one whiff of it will get you"¦ in heat." Hermione's cheeks tinted.
"A LUST POTION??" Ron screamed.
Draco nodded his head to show that Ron was right, but his lips were still busy eating at Harry's lips, who was just as eagerly tasting Malfoy.
"Yes." Hermione frowned, "It doesn't have to be drank, it can be inhaled, depending on how strong it's made. You see, whoever smells it first will be the carrier of the magic induced lust. All they'd need to do is have someone else, preferably someone they love, to smell it next. That person smells it, the magic from the first person that smelt it gets pulled to the second person, and vice versa, and then "˜boom'. Attraction city. They start to, er, get it on, so to speak."
"So, in other words, Malfoy instantly went for Harry because Harry's the one that smelt the potion first?"
"Yup." Hermione said. "And they won't stop until"¦ er"¦ they're done."
Ron's jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out.
"So, they're going to have to, um"¦ find a place to do their activities"¦" she cleared her throat.
"I"¦ heard you"¦ Hermi"¦ one"¦" Harry said between kisses.
"This"¦ is truly"¦ disgusting"¦" Malfoy said, also between kissing.
"We have"¦ to"¦ or else"¦ it won't"¦ stop"¦ mmmm"¦"
"Unfortunat"¦ ly"¦ you're"¦ right"¦" saidfoy.foy. He moved his mouth downwards and started to kiss Harry's neck. Harry jerked his head back and groaned out loud.
"Where should we go?"
"Mmmm"¦" Malfoy sucked on the crook in Harry's neck. "Somewhere"¦ private?"
"Yes. How brilliant of you, Malfoy."
"Oh"¦ shut up." Malfoy said, smirking.
"Right." Hermione said, pursing her lips together and her brows knitted, "We'll, uh, leave it to you then, Harry? Come on, Ron, let's go."
Ron's jaw was still hanging loosely, so Hermione had to shut it for him. "Er, huh?"
"I said, let's go and leave it to Harry."
"But"¦ but Hermione! They have to"¦ to"¦"
"Have sex, yes. But it's the only way to get the potion out of their systems or else they'll end up trying to pounce on one another in front of other people. So let's go, huh?"
"Yuck! Sorry about all this, Harry!" Ron called back as he and Hermione walked off, "I'll be praying for ya!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "This is going to be a long night."
"If I didn't know any better"¦" Malfoy slipped the robe off of one of Harry's shoulders, "I'd say you planned this, Potter."
"I don't think so!" Harry snarled. "I would *never* try to get you to have sex with me! Ever!"
"Mmhmm"¦" Malfoy kissed at a bare piece of skin showing, "Sure"¦ I believe you"¦ whatever you say"¦"
Harry sighed, "Don't make this coupling any harder than it has to be, Malfoy. Let's just get it over with."
"Sure." Malfoy slipped the other side of Harry's robe off his shoulder, "Your place or mine?"
"God, no! My roommates would see!"
"Well we can't do it in my room. Goyle and Crabbe are way too nosy for their own good."
"Then we'll have to"¦ mmmm"¦ do it"¦ somewhere else"¦" their lips locked in another heated kiss. Harry's heart sped up in anticipation. "Hurry, let's do it"¦"
"All right already! Damn, Potter, you're a fast worker!"
Harry slapped him on the shoulder, "Shut up and follow me"¦" he grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him down the hallway.
"Where to?" Draco asked, sounding both excitnd dnd disgusted.
"The potions classroom. It's still deserted, and I'm supposed to be in there anyways."
"How quaint." Malfoy's lip curled into a sneer. He wasn't sure if he was going to enjoy this or not, but he wanted to at least be comfortable. "Out of all the people you had to get under this spell, why'd it have to be me?"
"I've been wondering that myself, Malfoy." Harry said. They entered the potions room, and then Draco took out his wand and transfigured Snape's desk into a Queen sized bed.
"Wow." Harry said, "I didn't know that you could Transfigure things like that."
"You don't know me that well then, do ya, Potter?" Malfoy smirked. "You know, Granger could have smelt the potion when she was examining it."
"Why? I already told her what it smelt like, she didn't need to see if I was lying."
As Draco rolled his eyes, he pulled Harry down onto the bed, throwing Harry's robe off of him completely across the room. Malfoy ripped Harry's jumper and shirt off of his body and then instantly latched his lips to one of Harry's erect nipples. It was rather chilly down in the dungeons.
Harry groaned, and then blushed, not knowing that Malfoy could actually effect him this way. Or it could be because of the potion. Harry didn't want to think of what it could be, he just wanted to enjoy the sensation and try not to think too much of who it was giving him this pleasure.
They kissed and fondled each other roughly, so desperate in wanting to do the other, so in heat. Draco tasted as much of Harry's bare skin as he could, licking at one nipple, and then another, and then down to his bellybutton. Harry squirmed underneath him, wishing that he could do the same thing to Malfoy. Malfoy unzipped Harry pants, and then dragged them down his legs. Harry could feel his erection throbbing within the confines of his underwear.
Malfoy lifted Harry onto his knees in front of him so that they were both kneeling on the bed. Then he slid Harry's underwear off. Harry's cock bounced and touched tenttent in Malfoy's trousers. Harry gasped and blushed. He had never been fully naked in front of anyone before, and having it be his Slytherin enemy was too embarrassing.
Draco took off his robe, unzipped his own trousers, and then took out his wand. His real wand, of course. He lifted Harry up onto his thighs so that Harry was straddling them, and then did a lubrication spell. He slicked himself up, and then stuck his wand into Harry's ass. Harry squirmed a bit from the cold substance, but then he warmed up instantly as Draco continued to kiss and hold him. If this wasn't Draco Malfoy, Harry would have thought that maybe Malfoy was trying to woo him, which was silly really. "˜It's just the spell, that's all.' Harry told himself, "˜Draco really doesn't care that he's caressing me sweetly, or kissing me so softly"¦ he doesn't really care"¦'
After Malfoy was done "wand-fucking" Harry, he carefully slid Harry onto the tip of his erection. Harry gasped from the sudden piercing. He gripped at Draco's shoulders tightly with his arms and held the back of Draco's head with his hands. Malfoy steadied Harry with his hands on Harry's thighs as he slowly pushed Harry down, impaling him deeply. Harry threw his head back and let out a long hiss. The slight parting of his muscles hurt a bit, but Malfoy was going slow enough so that it wasn't too painful. Once it gave way, Malfoy's cock slid easily the rest of the way, making Harry gasp loudly.
"Did I hurt you, Potter?" Malfoy smirked wickedly. Harry brought his head back to eye level and glared at Malfoy.
"Oh, of course not," he grounded out, "It felt just peachy."
Malfoy chuckled, "I always knew you were a cock whore."
Harry felt a surge of anger and he brought a fist back to punch Malfoy square in the nose, but Malfoy tipped them over so that Harry was lying on his back. When Harry brought his fist forward, he punched nothing but air, and Draco grabbed onto Harry's wrist, and then his other one, and pinned them over his head.
"Now, now, Potter. Play nice. You want this to feel good, don't you?" Malfoy started to move slowly out of Harry's body, and then he almost rammed straight back inside.
Harry grit his teeth and hissed out, "Bastard. You're a bloody, no good bastard!"
"Why thank you, Potter." Malfoy smirked. "I love you too." He moved his hips back and forth, slowly at first. His cock slid unevenly in and out of Harry, for a while. Harry continued to grit his teeth, cursing under his breath. He was thinking of all kinds of things to call Malfoy when he was done being in pain.
"Fucker"¦" Harry panted, "Goddamn you, Malfoy"¦"
Draco kissed Harry passionately, and then said, "You're such a great pillow talker, Potter. It's no wonder why I'm so turned on."
"It's the potion, you moron."
"Oh sure. Whatever you say, Potter."
Harry growled, but he lifted his legs a bit, pressing them taut against Malfoy's thighs as Malfoy continued to thrust in and out of him. Draco wasn't thrusting slowly anymore, he had picked up the pace and was going fast enough to make the bed squeak and wiggle. If the conjured up bed was against a wall, the headboard would be hitting it by now.
"Oh god"¦ Draco"¦"
"Oh Potter"¦ bloody hell"¦"
"Right there! That's it!"
"Ohhhh"¦ shit"¦ fucking A"¦"
"Draco"¦ Draco"¦ Draco!"
Before Harry could come, Malfoy stopped, and then flipped them over so that he was now on his back. They were lying a bit crooked on the covers, and the pillow had been flung off, but they could care less. Malfoy held onto Harry's hips and guided him at an even pace over his cock. Harry held himself up by placing his hands onto Malfoy's chest and pushing up on his knees. Draco held him there, at the tip of his cock, and then quickly thrust upward into Harry's body. Harry jerked and screamed, and then they did it again.
Malfoy was setting the pace, and he was enjoying every minute of it. Harry was clawing at his shoulders and chest, begging for Draco to go faster and harder. Draco obliged, hitting Harry's prostate almost every time Harry came crashing down on him. Harry wiggled a bit, moving his hips in a circle, driving Malfoy crazy with lust. He didn't know if the potion had wore off and this was his own want, or if the potion was getting stronger, and the more they fucked the more he wanted Harry.
"Ohhh"¦ Draco! Harder, faster, more"¦ please! Oh god!"
Draco grunted, pushing and pulling as fast and as hard as he could, his legs and lower back feeling sore now. Harry bounced as much as he was allowed, wishing that Malfoy would just let him do all the work, but Malfoy insisted on keeping him at bay, making sure he wasn't bouncing too hard or too fast. It was starting to get to be too much, and surprisingly Malfoy didn't want it to end yet. He grasped Potter's cock, even though he didn't want to, and started to stroke him as good as he could while thrusting wildly.
"Oh hell yeah"¦" Draco groaned, feeling his cock throb painfully.
"Ohh"¦ hh"¦ Draco"¦" Harry panted.
"P-Potter"¦"
"Draco"¦"
"Potter"¦ goddamn it"¦"
"Draco"¦ Oh my God, Draco!!"
Malfoy gave one more giant thrust and he came hard inside of Harry. He squeezed Harry's cock one last time, and Harry came all over his hand and stomach.
Harry collapsed on top of Draco and put his face in between Draco's head and shoulders. His breath was warm against Draco's neck, and his forehead was sweaty underneath Draco's chin. He didn't know what overcame him, but Draco moved his face closer to Harry and lightly kissed at his sticky forehead. Draco looked down and just realized that Harry's scar was right by his lips. He should have known.
Harry's eyes snapped open. "Did you just"¦ kiss my scar?"
"Hm? What scar?"
"Hello? The scar on my forehead, numb nuts."
"What forehead?"
"Oh stuff it." Harry groaned. He closed his eyes again.
Draco snickered quietly to himself and fell asleep, still in their awkward position.
~The End?~
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Authur's notes: Yes, I know, I shouldn't be writing something else, but a plot bunny bit me and I *had* to write this! So far, this is it. One part. But, if I get any other ideas, then I'll write more as a sequel. For now, this is it. Enjoy!
Oh, and thank you all so much for replying to my stuff. Especially my Draco's Insignia! I promise you that I will write more of that, I just need to get my muse into gear for it. Honestly! Thanks again! ^__^
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters in here; they belong to J.K. Rowling- and ONLY her!
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It was anothweltweltering day, another Saturday, another detention from the Slytherin headmaster, Professor Snape. Harry Potter was in the potions cupboard, and his punishment was to label, and relabel bottles and vials in Snape's inventory. Harry had to look up what a potion was and write a label on it if it didn't have one, or rewrite the labels because they've gotten so used they were wearing out. Just how the hell was Harry supposed to know which ones were which if they weren't marked? Well, Professor Snape said to smell it, look at the color of it, or"¦ taste it. Which was way on the bottom priority on Harry's list. If he wasn't sure what potion it was, he wt abt about to *taste* it!
So, Harry tried to determine what it was by looking at the color of it first. He looked through the giant book of potions with one hand, and in the other hand he held a vial with a sea green thick liquid inside. He found one picture with what looked like it could be the one. It said: THIS POTION IS THICK"¦ Harry nodded his head. Yes, this potion was definitely "˜thick'.
THE POTION IS SEA GREEN IN COLOR.
Harry nodded, yet again.
THE POTION SMELT LIKE ELDERBERRIES STUFFED IN AN OLD SOCK.
Harry blanched and looked at the potion in his hand. So, he had to smell it? Okay"¦ He squeezed his eyes shut and held the vial carefully under his nose.
He almost fainted from the stench. Yes"¦ *cough* this was definitely the one"¦ Elderberries stuffed in an old sock"¦ check. Harry picked up the quill, dabbed it into the inkwell, and then carefully wrote on a sticky piece of paper: HAIR POTION. He peeled the label off and then slapped it on the vial. Harry had a sneaky suspicion that Snape took some of the labels off of these just to torment him.
If someone wanted to re-grow their hair that badly, he was sure that they wouldn't care what it smelt like. Harry didn't hesitate, and he put the vial back on the shelf, and then picked up another unlabeled potion. This one was salmon in color and it was thin. Harry looked through the book from top to bottom, but found none with the same color as the potion he held. He thought he found it, but the color description ended up being orchid, not salmon. He continued to flip through the pages, found a light red colored one but it was thick, but he still found nothing that was describing the one in his hand.
He did find a page with no picture"¦ so he went back to that one and all it said was that it smelt like spring flowers and lilacs. The rest was ripped out.
Well, if the other potions were a negative, then this one should be it. All he had to do was smell it.
Harry held the open bottle over his nose and took a big whiff. Yes, it smelt like spring flowers and lilacs. Very, very pleasant. Unfortunately, it didn't say what totiootion was. This was not boding well. He couldn't go to Snape and ask him, because he had told Harry that this was HIS job, HIS punishment, and that he was NOT helping him. And if he didn't do it right, Snape was giving him *another* punishment. Harry frowned.
Of course, he could always go to Hermione, but would she really know what this potion was? Maybe she might.
So, with bottle in hand, Harry left the potions classroom in search of Hermione. He just started down the hallway when he saw his friends walking toward him. Harry smiled and they smiled back. He knew he took a while during detention, and he wouldn't have if it weren't for this blasted unknown potion he found. Harry waved a free hand at them, and they started to walk faster toward him. They were only twelve feet away from Harry when a familiar person walked out of a door, right in the middle of the three friends. Ron and Hermione paused, as did Harry when they saw Draco Malfoy step out in front of them.
"Well, well, done with detention already, Potter?" Malfoy drawled. "I guess Snape underestimated you."
Harry glared, but didn't say anything.
"Go away, Malfoy." Ron said. "We don't want to see you or hear your irritating voice."
Draco pretended to put on a hurtful expression. "Oh, you cut me to the quick there, Weasley. It hurts me so deeply."
"Good!" Ron said, "Now leave."
"Sorry to burst your little fantasy bubble there, Weasley, but I belong down here, in the dungeons, whereas YOU do not belong."
"We were worried about Harry, that's all." Hermione said.
"Oh, I'll bet." Draco sniffed.
"Ignore him, guys." Harry said. He walked past Draco and got to where his friends were standing. "I was looking for you, Hermione. I wanted to know if you knew what this potion was." He held up the bottle filled with a thin, salmon colored liquid.
"It didn't say so in the book?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head. "Nope. I've already smelt it, it smelike ike lilacs and spring flowers. I found it in the book, it's just that there a piece missing"¦ like what it should be called."
"Hmm." Hermione examined the potion closely but then shrugged, "It looks familiar, but I can't place the name."
Harry watched as Hermione continued to think, and he was about to give up hope when Malfoy waltzed up to them and took the bottle out of Harry's hands.
"Hey!" Haraid,aid, narrowing his eyes.
Draco held the bottle underneath his nose and took a big whiff. "Hmm"¦ flowers and lilacs"¦ salmon colored"¦ thin"¦" he shook it in a circle and watched it create a small tornado inside the bottle, and then it started to settle very slowly. "Ah, yes, well"¦ I remember what it is"¦" he sounded disappointed, despite knowing what it was before Hermione did.
"Oh? What is it?" Harry asked.
When Draco looked up into Harry's eyes, they were flashing with something that Harry had never seen in them before. "Damn you, Potter!" Malfoy groaned. Right when Harry opened his mouth to ask Draco what was going on, hedenldenly found himself pinned up against the wall and Malfoy's lips were over his.
"The Hell???" Ron shouted. He and Hermione both went for their wands, but Harry waved a hand at them. They took it as a sign that Harry was going to deal with Malfoy on his own. Harry was just about to take out his own wand, but"¦ something deep inside of him stirred. Instead of moving his hand down into his robes, he placed it behind Draco's neck and pushed the blond closer to him. Their kiss deepened, their bodies were rubbing harshly against one another, and their chests were heaving. Draco's hands moved down Harry's skinny waist, and behind him, squeezing his backside. Harry moaned into Draco's mouth, and started to nibble lightly on Malfoy's bottom lip.
"Ok, would someone please tell me what is going on??" Ron fumed.
Suddenly, Hermione gasped in realization. She gave Ron a painful and slightly disgusted look. "I know what that potion is now." She frowned.
"Well then tell me!" Ron said, still wanting to use his wand against Malfoy, whom was still sucking on Harry's face.
"It's a"¦ Lust Potion. Just one whiff of it will get you"¦ in heat." Hermione's cheeks tinted.
"A LUST POTION??" Ron screamed.
Draco nodded his head to show that Ron was right, but his lips were still busy eating at Harry's lips, who was just as eagerly tasting Malfoy.
"Yes." Hermione frowned, "It doesn't have to be drank, it can be inhaled, depending on how strong it's made. You see, whoever smells it first will be the carrier of the magic induced lust. All they'd need to do is have someone else, preferably someone they love, to smell it next. That person smells it, the magic from the first person that smelt it gets pulled to the second person, and vice versa, and then "˜boom'. Attraction city. They start to, er, get it on, so to speak."
"So, in other words, Malfoy instantly went for Harry because Harry's the one that smelt the potion first?"
"Yup." Hermione said. "And they won't stop until"¦ er"¦ they're done."
Ron's jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out.
"So, they're going to have to, um"¦ find a place to do their activities"¦" she cleared her throat.
"I"¦ heard you"¦ Hermi"¦ one"¦" Harry said between kisses.
"This"¦ is truly"¦ disgusting"¦" Malfoy said, also between kissing.
"We have"¦ to"¦ or else"¦ it won't"¦ stop"¦ mmmm"¦"
"Unfortunat"¦ ly"¦ you're"¦ right"¦" saidfoy.foy. He moved his mouth downwards and started to kiss Harry's neck. Harry jerked his head back and groaned out loud.
"Where should we go?"
"Mmmm"¦" Malfoy sucked on the crook in Harry's neck. "Somewhere"¦ private?"
"Yes. How brilliant of you, Malfoy."
"Oh"¦ shut up." Malfoy said, smirking.
"Right." Hermione said, pursing her lips together and her brows knitted, "We'll, uh, leave it to you then, Harry? Come on, Ron, let's go."
Ron's jaw was still hanging loosely, so Hermione had to shut it for him. "Er, huh?"
"I said, let's go and leave it to Harry."
"But"¦ but Hermione! They have to"¦ to"¦"
"Have sex, yes. But it's the only way to get the potion out of their systems or else they'll end up trying to pounce on one another in front of other people. So let's go, huh?"
"Yuck! Sorry about all this, Harry!" Ron called back as he and Hermione walked off, "I'll be praying for ya!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "This is going to be a long night."
"If I didn't know any better"¦" Malfoy slipped the robe off of one of Harry's shoulders, "I'd say you planned this, Potter."
"I don't think so!" Harry snarled. "I would *never* try to get you to have sex with me! Ever!"
"Mmhmm"¦" Malfoy kissed at a bare piece of skin showing, "Sure"¦ I believe you"¦ whatever you say"¦"
Harry sighed, "Don't make this coupling any harder than it has to be, Malfoy. Let's just get it over with."
"Sure." Malfoy slipped the other side of Harry's robe off his shoulder, "Your place or mine?"
"God, no! My roommates would see!"
"Well we can't do it in my room. Goyle and Crabbe are way too nosy for their own good."
"Then we'll have to"¦ mmmm"¦ do it"¦ somewhere else"¦" their lips locked in another heated kiss. Harry's heart sped up in anticipation. "Hurry, let's do it"¦"
"All right already! Damn, Potter, you're a fast worker!"
Harry slapped him on the shoulder, "Shut up and follow me"¦" he grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him down the hallway.
"Where to?" Draco asked, sounding both excitnd dnd disgusted.
"The potions classroom. It's still deserted, and I'm supposed to be in there anyways."
"How quaint." Malfoy's lip curled into a sneer. He wasn't sure if he was going to enjoy this or not, but he wanted to at least be comfortable. "Out of all the people you had to get under this spell, why'd it have to be me?"
"I've been wondering that myself, Malfoy." Harry said. They entered the potions room, and then Draco took out his wand and transfigured Snape's desk into a Queen sized bed.
"Wow." Harry said, "I didn't know that you could Transfigure things like that."
"You don't know me that well then, do ya, Potter?" Malfoy smirked. "You know, Granger could have smelt the potion when she was examining it."
"Why? I already told her what it smelt like, she didn't need to see if I was lying."
As Draco rolled his eyes, he pulled Harry down onto the bed, throwing Harry's robe off of him completely across the room. Malfoy ripped Harry's jumper and shirt off of his body and then instantly latched his lips to one of Harry's erect nipples. It was rather chilly down in the dungeons.
Harry groaned, and then blushed, not knowing that Malfoy could actually effect him this way. Or it could be because of the potion. Harry didn't want to think of what it could be, he just wanted to enjoy the sensation and try not to think too much of who it was giving him this pleasure.
They kissed and fondled each other roughly, so desperate in wanting to do the other, so in heat. Draco tasted as much of Harry's bare skin as he could, licking at one nipple, and then another, and then down to his bellybutton. Harry squirmed underneath him, wishing that he could do the same thing to Malfoy. Malfoy unzipped Harry pants, and then dragged them down his legs. Harry could feel his erection throbbing within the confines of his underwear.
Malfoy lifted Harry onto his knees in front of him so that they were both kneeling on the bed. Then he slid Harry's underwear off. Harry's cock bounced and touched tenttent in Malfoy's trousers. Harry gasped and blushed. He had never been fully naked in front of anyone before, and having it be his Slytherin enemy was too embarrassing.
Draco took off his robe, unzipped his own trousers, and then took out his wand. His real wand, of course. He lifted Harry up onto his thighs so that Harry was straddling them, and then did a lubrication spell. He slicked himself up, and then stuck his wand into Harry's ass. Harry squirmed a bit from the cold substance, but then he warmed up instantly as Draco continued to kiss and hold him. If this wasn't Draco Malfoy, Harry would have thought that maybe Malfoy was trying to woo him, which was silly really. "˜It's just the spell, that's all.' Harry told himself, "˜Draco really doesn't care that he's caressing me sweetly, or kissing me so softly"¦ he doesn't really care"¦'
After Malfoy was done "wand-fucking" Harry, he carefully slid Harry onto the tip of his erection. Harry gasped from the sudden piercing. He gripped at Draco's shoulders tightly with his arms and held the back of Draco's head with his hands. Malfoy steadied Harry with his hands on Harry's thighs as he slowly pushed Harry down, impaling him deeply. Harry threw his head back and let out a long hiss. The slight parting of his muscles hurt a bit, but Malfoy was going slow enough so that it wasn't too painful. Once it gave way, Malfoy's cock slid easily the rest of the way, making Harry gasp loudly.
"Did I hurt you, Potter?" Malfoy smirked wickedly. Harry brought his head back to eye level and glared at Malfoy.
"Oh, of course not," he grounded out, "It felt just peachy."
Malfoy chuckled, "I always knew you were a cock whore."
Harry felt a surge of anger and he brought a fist back to punch Malfoy square in the nose, but Malfoy tipped them over so that Harry was lying on his back. When Harry brought his fist forward, he punched nothing but air, and Draco grabbed onto Harry's wrist, and then his other one, and pinned them over his head.
"Now, now, Potter. Play nice. You want this to feel good, don't you?" Malfoy started to move slowly out of Harry's body, and then he almost rammed straight back inside.
Harry grit his teeth and hissed out, "Bastard. You're a bloody, no good bastard!"
"Why thank you, Potter." Malfoy smirked. "I love you too." He moved his hips back and forth, slowly at first. His cock slid unevenly in and out of Harry, for a while. Harry continued to grit his teeth, cursing under his breath. He was thinking of all kinds of things to call Malfoy when he was done being in pain.
"Fucker"¦" Harry panted, "Goddamn you, Malfoy"¦"
Draco kissed Harry passionately, and then said, "You're such a great pillow talker, Potter. It's no wonder why I'm so turned on."
"It's the potion, you moron."
"Oh sure. Whatever you say, Potter."
Harry growled, but he lifted his legs a bit, pressing them taut against Malfoy's thighs as Malfoy continued to thrust in and out of him. Draco wasn't thrusting slowly anymore, he had picked up the pace and was going fast enough to make the bed squeak and wiggle. If the conjured up bed was against a wall, the headboard would be hitting it by now.
"Oh god"¦ Draco"¦"
"Oh Potter"¦ bloody hell"¦"
"Right there! That's it!"
"Ohhhh"¦ shit"¦ fucking A"¦"
"Draco"¦ Draco"¦ Draco!"
Before Harry could come, Malfoy stopped, and then flipped them over so that he was now on his back. They were lying a bit crooked on the covers, and the pillow had been flung off, but they could care less. Malfoy held onto Harry's hips and guided him at an even pace over his cock. Harry held himself up by placing his hands onto Malfoy's chest and pushing up on his knees. Draco held him there, at the tip of his cock, and then quickly thrust upward into Harry's body. Harry jerked and screamed, and then they did it again.
Malfoy was setting the pace, and he was enjoying every minute of it. Harry was clawing at his shoulders and chest, begging for Draco to go faster and harder. Draco obliged, hitting Harry's prostate almost every time Harry came crashing down on him. Harry wiggled a bit, moving his hips in a circle, driving Malfoy crazy with lust. He didn't know if the potion had wore off and this was his own want, or if the potion was getting stronger, and the more they fucked the more he wanted Harry.
"Ohhh"¦ Draco! Harder, faster, more"¦ please! Oh god!"
Draco grunted, pushing and pulling as fast and as hard as he could, his legs and lower back feeling sore now. Harry bounced as much as he was allowed, wishing that Malfoy would just let him do all the work, but Malfoy insisted on keeping him at bay, making sure he wasn't bouncing too hard or too fast. It was starting to get to be too much, and surprisingly Malfoy didn't want it to end yet. He grasped Potter's cock, even though he didn't want to, and started to stroke him as good as he could while thrusting wildly.
"Oh hell yeah"¦" Draco groaned, feeling his cock throb painfully.
"Ohh"¦ hh"¦ Draco"¦" Harry panted.
"P-Potter"¦"
"Draco"¦"
"Potter"¦ goddamn it"¦"
"Draco"¦ Oh my God, Draco!!"
Malfoy gave one more giant thrust and he came hard inside of Harry. He squeezed Harry's cock one last time, and Harry came all over his hand and stomach.
Harry collapsed on top of Draco and put his face in between Draco's head and shoulders. His breath was warm against Draco's neck, and his forehead was sweaty underneath Draco's chin. He didn't know what overcame him, but Draco moved his face closer to Harry and lightly kissed at his sticky forehead. Draco looked down and just realized that Harry's scar was right by his lips. He should have known.
Harry's eyes snapped open. "Did you just"¦ kiss my scar?"
"Hm? What scar?"
"Hello? The scar on my forehead, numb nuts."
"What forehead?"
"Oh stuff it." Harry groaned. He closed his eyes again.
Draco snickered quietly to himself and fell asleep, still in their awkward position.
~The End?~