Chained

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

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Harry’s blind fold was removed to reveal darkness. He was finally able to make out the shape before him when his eyes adjusted to the lack of light. He saw a mirror reaction from a certain blonde Slytherin in the same chained up position as his. Both strained to see anything in front of them desperately.

“Ron, what’s going on?” asked Harry who at the same time was trying to pull free of whatever chains were holding him in place to the walls.

Before Draco could say anything at the sound of Harry’s voice, Ron spoke, “Harry, this is for your own good.”

Draco tried pulling at his own chains as he heard Harry respond, “Ron, is that Malfoy in front of me?”

Harry heard a small giggle from deeper in the room among the darkness which he could not see.

“Yes Harry, that’s Malfoy.”

Draco finally snapped out from his shock and he spoke up, “Weasley get me out of here. Where’s Blaise? I was supposed to meet him but someone attacked me from behind.”

Draco noticed the presence of someone behind him when Blaise spoke, “Draco, we’re doing this for you.”

“What do you mean?” Draco demanded as he struggled with the chains holding him to the wall, “I’m naked and inches away from Potter.”

That was when Harry realized that he was naked himself and struggled even more desperately against the chains. When did his clothes even come off? “Ron, please let me go.” Begged Harry who was struggling so hard against the chains, he knew his wrists would be red the next day.

“Oh, this is just great Blaise, I’m chained across from the saviour of the wizarding world who’s currently begging for his Weasel friend to let him go. This is just bloody fantastic.”

“Well then, I’m glad you think so.” replied Blaise as Draco tried to protest that he meant for his statement to sound sarcastic, Blaise continued, “Now, we’re going to leave you two alone in here for a long time with this light on, lumos.” and Draco’s wand was in a pocket on the wall, shining light on the two naked boys and that was when the two were able to see who else was in the room.

“Crabbe and Goyle?” said Harry as Draco said, “mudblood and Thomas?”

So now the source of the giggle and the attack on Draco was answered.

The two prisoners could also see each others bodies more clearly as well and the moment each of their eyes traveled to the other boy’s private bits, they both struggled frantically with the chains as their voices rang around the room mixed in each others protests to be let free.

The six individuals who planned the whole charade left the room and after a while longer of protests, the two boys stopped struggling as it became clear that neither of them accomplished anything but bloody wrists and the rubbing of their legs together.

“Well Potter, you better be able to explain all of this.” said the Slytherin after they both caught their breaths.

Harry rolled his eyes as he let out a breath before he addressed the blonde, “Malfoy I know as much as you do about this.”

“Oh, I’m sure you do Potter. Now figure out a way to get me out of here.”

“Malfoy, if I could, I would not be struggling here myself.”

“Bloody hell Potter, why are we here?”

“Malfoy, shut up. How the bloody hell do I know?”

The two were both silent and clearly avoiding having to look at the other. It definitely did not take long before Draco’s eyes traveled downward on Harry’s body as curiosity took hold of him.

“Potter, you know there are spells to get rid of that hair.”

Harry’s gaze quickly focused downward on his own manhood as his cheeks flushed crimson, “Malfoy, stop looking at it.” said Harry as he tried to use his leg to cover up the subject of conversation but to no avail as the more he rubbed his leg on it, the more a tingling feeling he would receive from the action causing his cheeks to flush even more.

Finally Harry shifted his gaze over to the blonde’s manhood and he said, “Well how was I supposed to know this? I didn’t grow up with wizards.” but immediately after saying this, the Gryffindor regretted it, feeling like he was back in grade school trying to justify himself. The Slytherin picked up on this but only smirked as his response when he saw the reaction the Gryffindor received from a little rub.

Draco looked up at the Gryffindor and upon receiving no response Harry looked up as well and saw the Slytherin looking at him.

The two simply gazed at each other for a while before Harry noticed movement from the blonde and he looked down to see the Slytherin rubbing his leg against his manhood as the blonde was getting himself rather aroused.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?” asked Harry whose head snapped back up to see if the blonde was really doing what his eyes were telling him.

The only response from the Slytherin was a larger smirk before looking down at Harry’s own growing arousal.

A few more rubs from Draco’s leg and the Slytherin’s manhood was pointing accusingly at the Gryffindor whose own erection was pointing back.

The problem was that now Draco’s leg was tired from all the rubbing done earlier to get aroused and it took more effort as the erection was further from the legs. This problem was quickly solved as the blonde soon realized that he and the Gryffindor were close enough to be able to rub each other. The blonde thrust out his hips which caused his erection to rub right along the side of Harry’s arousal making the Gryffindor gasp at the sudden sensation of contact.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?”

The Slytherin finally rolled his eyes, “What do you think Potter? What else could we do? We’re both locked in a tight room, chained to the wall naked. Weasley said they would be gone for a long time. What do you think they wanted us to do?” said Draco as he let out another thrust sending a barrel of sensations through his body.

Harry gripped the chains holding his wrists even harder as his breathing quickened, “I don’t know Malfoy, just, not this.”

Draco stopped his thrusting and looked the Gryffindor in the eye, “Do you not want this? Would you like me to stop?”

Harry gave no reasponse but Draco was very known for his persistency and he wanted an answer, “Answer me, would you like me to stop?”

Harry looked to the side and whispered ‘no’ as he knew neither of them would get anywhere unless he answered.

“Good, because it’s not like I would stop if you wanted me to anyways.”

Harry’s attention snapped back to the blonde, “Then why did you make me answer if it didn’t matter anyway?”

“I wanted to hear it for myself.” said Draco casually before thrusting forward again causing Harry to moan and forget about their quarrel, the Slytherin to smile at the reaction, “My my, I didn’t know the golden boy fancied boys.”

Harry glared and Draco thrust again satisfying himself with another moan from the Gryffindor.

After another thrust Draco stopped to look at the Gryffindor until the other boy looked back, “It would be nice if you put some effort into this too.”

Harry turned more crimson in the face before he thrust forward finding his sensation heightening at the motion.

Draco started thrusting at Harry as the other boy thrust back, having the other’s respond to the action so energetically sent emotions coursing up his body.

Every time one boys’ penis would rub against a scrotum or run along the underside of the erection would cause the moment to heighten.

Moans filled the room as each boys breathing became extremely hard and ragged.

Soon the moans became gasps and it wasn’t long before the gasps became pants.

Both the boys were yanking tight on their chains holding them both so far from the other. Their wrists were now very visibly pink from the desperate pull.

Draco finally came when Harry did a fancy twirl around the tip of his erection and came all over the other boy’s abdomen but watching the blonde thrust forward with his head thrown backwards and body arching forward sent other sensations racing up Harry’s body and soon he squirt himself all over the blondes’ body. Harry came with a silent yell as he shut his eyes and threw his head back against the wall.

Both boys were panting after their release. When Harry finally returned his gaze to Draco, he found grey eyes already on him. They were both still panting when Draco threw the other boy a smile and the chains around their wrists broke free. Immediately after the chains were free, the locks on the door were unfastened.

They each rubbed their own wrists as they tried to catch their breaths and Draco grabbed his wand from the pocket holding it to the wall and cleaned them both up with a spell.

“Well Malfoy, I guess you were right. Thanks.” said Harry without meeting his eyes with the blonde’s.

“Potter, of course I’m right; I’m a Malfoy.”

“Being a Malfoy doesn’t mean anything.”

Draco glared at Harry and the Gryffindor glared back. Their clothes were lying beside them in the room and Harry threw on his robe, deciding to just carry his other pieces of garment along with his wand, “Don’t ever let this happen again, Potter.” said Draco before.

Harry had already been out of the room which meant he had to stop and turn to face the blonde again.

Draco leaned in, took Harry’s face in his hand and they kissed a gentle kiss with their eyes closed.

“I wont.” whispered Harry before he turned and slowly left the room for the Slytherin to finish dressing.

It wasn’t long before the Slytherin followed suit and the room was the only witness to the intimacy they both shared.