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In the end I got you
In the end, I got you
Author: Ancient Will-o’-the-Wisp.
Beta: Let me introduce you to “serpensortia” . . . she’s so great!!!
Warning: This is a one-shot of Harry and Draco and like always in my Fics Harry is the dominant character. But here will be only kisses because I think to write a yaoi scene of the two of them I need time to write a plot and all.
Has anyone understood what I just wrote down . . . because I sure didn’t. ^.^’
Ah yeah before I forget book six have never happened, just so you know.
Disclaimer: Sadly, all belongs to J.K. Rowling. If they were mine Harry and Draco would have been friends since the beginning and lovers in the 4th book.
Pairings: Well this one has just one couple. He He . . . of course Harry and Draco! ¢·¢
Summary: Things have changed over the years and now Hermione is able to discover, in their 7th year, what.
A/N: Hi everybody! I am currently writing on a Harry Potter Fic that is quite long . . . well at last in my opinion. ^.^ And this little thing hit me on my daily train ride to work. And just to get it out of my system I write it down so I can concentrate on the other Fic again.
Things had changed. Neither of them knew why but the hate had puffed away in the beginning of their sixth year of school. Now they were . . . they did not know what they were now. They simply were not enemies since the end of fifth year but they were not friends either. So what were they? Only a few people cared about what they were now and neither of them were in that bunch.
Harry Potter sat on the bench at Gryffindor table and wore a thoughtful expression on his face. He had a bad feeling about tonight and he just knew that Draco Malfoy was involved in it somehow. However, he did not know how, so he wished to have the Slytherin close to watch out for him. The question why he wanted to look after the blond did not even come to his mind; he was way too distracted with that bad feeling to ask himself that kind of question.
***
Therefore, he did not notice either that Hermione Granger, one of his best friends, was watching him carefully from across the table. However, Hermione Granger was one of those few people, which were asking themselves what the two of them were now, since the hate had faded away so quickly and easily. Her gaze flickered every now and then back to her friend but she could not find any answers and it was driving her mad.
Harry had changed after fourth year, she had noticed it when she had seen him again after the holidays but had not had the heart to ask him about anything of that night on the graveyard.
He was unreadable now when he wanted to be and she was sure that he had picked that ability from either Malfoy or Snape giving that she knew no one who was as good in this case, like this two were. Not even Dumbledore himself.
Once again, she looked up at him and could only shake her head when he lifted an eyebrow at her in question. She had no clue how she could tell him about her worries and ask that forceful questions she had on her mind without raising his temper as well. When she thought clearly of it he was so much darker and . . . well stronger now after He-who-must-not-be-named had “come back to life” again and Umbridge’s torture in their fifth year. She did not even had not even started to think on what happened to Sirius that year as well.
***
Harry looked up again and straight at Draco Malfoy . . . like always. It was easily driving him crazy that he didn’t know what would happening that evening and why he cared so much. He had not cared for any one so much since Sirius. Of course, he cared about Ron and Hermione but he knew as well that these two could look after themselves. So why?
He watched carefully how Draco talked and laughed with Blaise Zabini. And, that sweet but sardonic smile he used when he talked to Pansy Parkinson was driving him wild. He had no clue why he hated it that much when he watched Draco use that smile on her and when he talked to Blaise as if no one existed right now, except for them. He knew for sure that he did not like it at all.
He shook his head with a sigh and tried to concentrate on is Dinner but he could not help it when his eyes swiped over to the Slytherin again. Then he became aware of the fact that the blond was ready to leave the hall and do what ever he was pleased to do and Harry could not have that. Not today.
In just one short moment, he had a plan at his hands and his body tensed slightly in his wait. When Draco tried to pass the Gryffindor table, without even looking at them, Harry’s arm shot out and packed the Slytherin on he sleeve. With a short powerful yank, he pulled the blond right to his side on the bench.
“Wha . . . Hey!” Draco cried out and stared at Harry bloody Potter as if he had lost his mind. “What have I done to deserve such manhandling?”
Harry only snorted in amusement. “I hadn’t done anything like that. I just invited you to have a seat.” Then he chuckled softly when he had the pleasure to watch Draco’s jaw drop for a brief moment.
Draco had to use quite some of his willpower to keep his face in motion when he looked at the other teen with surprise in his silver orbs.
“What do you want?” he asked finally and made himself comfortable. He was sure he would be at this table for the rest of Dinner because he knew Potter would not let him go until he had finished.
Harry shrugged his shoulders and smirked curtly. “Don’t know. Just want your company.”
With a tilted head, the blonde looked at him, then at his friends and back to him and Harry smirked again. “What? The company of Miss Granger and the Weasel over there isn’t enough for you?” he asked cutely and lifted a brow in amusement. He did not even look at said redhead as he exploded. It seemed to Harry that it pleased Draco in a small way.
“No.” the brunette stated matter of fact voice and looked down at his plate. Now that Draco was right beside him, he had hunger because now he had the Slytherin an arms length away and could take an eye off him.
Draco sighed and looked at Harry’s plate too. “You shouldn’t eat all that stuff! It’s not healthy! Try out some vegetables and fruits that’s better for your body and for your arteries.” He said and put some of that healthier stuff on the boy’s plate just to make a point.
Harry looked shortly at him and shook his head. “How come you’re so worried over me now when you couldn’t have cared less last year?” and a smirk played on his lips again when he asked this playful little question.
“You know, I merely discovered that you’re quite impotent to me. Who would I torment and make fun of when you’re dead because you ate the wrong stuff?” the blonde asked with an angelic expression on his face.
“You know, you couldn’t even convince a blind with this look of innocence on your face when said blind would know you.” Harry laughed silently but took the carrot; he located on his plate a moment ago, never the less.
With a sulk, Draco crossed his arms and looked away but Harry laughed even more.
“Now, now. Don’t mope like a little kid and entertain me.” He said smoothly and took another bite of his carrot. The Malfoy heir just glared at him and nibbled silently on one of Harry’s pieces of toasts.
“I’m not moping! You were simply so impolite that I had to think of a punishment for you, just so you know!” he corrected the other haughtily and tried another bite of Harry’s toast. It was not really that bad he only wanted to annoy him a bit.
***
Hermione could only look at those two as if they had lost their minds. Now she had her answer and she was not sure if she was happy with it. Concentrating she watched them, and had looked how Harry had yanked the other boy beside him and started to flirt with him as if that was all he cared about.
She just could not believe it!
They were talking to each other as if nobody else existed on this damn planet and seemed to have fun with each other’s company! They had eaten from the same plate, from the same piece of toast and had drunk from one goblet of pumpkin juice. They had shared a meal as if it was not the first time!
How could that be true?
Another question with no answer, that was just great!
Hermione was mad now, really mad so she stood and left the hall behind. With fast and angry steps, she went straight to the library. Maybe she would find something there to calm her down. Until this moment she had always found something there to calm her but right now she wasn’t so sure.
***
This maddening feeling had not left. After dinner, they had separated with another round of playful bantering and he had known he did not want to leave Draco alone. He had to try to stick to him.
Harry knew that he now could only wait until next morning and try to find out what had happened, if anything had happened at all.
He was restless. He had tried to work on his homework but all his efforts were worthless and he had given up. He did not care that Snape would torment him tomorrow for his lack of homework; he only wanted to walk and think. Under his Invincible Cloak, he wandered through the halls and tried to leave the strange feeling behind him but again it was useless.
He was not sure where he would end up when his feet decided to stop their tracking. If he thought about it he couldn’t care less. This goddamn confusion was just too distracting to pay any attention to his feet.
Therefore, he was at last a bit surprised when he rounded a corner and found Draco there with Nott. And, that damn feeling was getting stronger every second he was looking at them in his shock.
“What are you doing outside of Slytherin House? It’s past curfew!” and Harry smirked when he could hear the ice in Draco’s voice. He loved it when the blond spoke like that to other people but did not know nor did he care why.
“Well you know I was waiting for you.” Here the Gryffindor gritted his teeth in anger. That tone was too sweet too seductive for his liking. Without even noticing, he twisted his fists strongly and let go of a small amount of his magic.
He could see that Draco tensed shortly before he looked at Nott as if he was some kind of a bug he just wanted to get rid of. “Well it was for nothing. I suppose you go back into the Common Room as soon as you can be sure that I am not seeing you anymore. If not . . . well you just have to take the consequences. By the way, 30 points from Slytherin.” The silver-eyed teen drawled with a silent laugh.
Harry’s eyes widened in disbelief at this number of points he took from his own house. Would he take even more of other houses? He could not find an answer so he figured that he just had to ask the prefect when they met next time. Although he was even more surprised that Nott took the loss of so much house points so easily. However, he was not anymore when he heard the next word of this git and saw how he got his words true then.
***
“Aww Draco don’t be so cruel. You know very well why I was waiting for you and you will know even better when I showed you what you wanted from me all along.” Nott growled smoothly and Draco lifted an eyebrow. This was definitely not going, as he wanted it to go. That was just so typical, wasn’t it? He had a good evening and fate took his mood down again!
Next instant Draco found himself flat against the wall and was slightly surprise by the power of this skinny boy in front of him. Draco could feel how his bones press into his flesh and felt like he had eaten something very bad. Then Nott pressed his lips hard against his own and he knew he needed to see the bathroom as soon as possible.
This boy would pay for that. No one was allowed to do that without permission and this little piece of shit sure as hell did not! He knew he needed to do something very fast when he did not want that disgusting tongue in his mouth. So, he gathered up all the magic he could master and pushed the boy away with it.
Big shocked eyes looked at him and Draco lifted a brow again. “What did you expect? I thought you’re a Slytherin but you’re just a bad excuse of a Hufflepuff.” He did not wipe his lips that would be too much of satisfaction for this scum before his eyes.
“Now I suppose that you leave me alone or I will really be upset with you. Another 20 points from Slytherin by the way.” the blonds voice dripped with venom and he saw satisfied how Nott tried to get away from him as soon as possible.
“Oh . . . and Nott?” he called the boy back just then when an idea touched his mind. The frightened one looked back at him and Draco smirked cruelly. “You have forgotten your punishment.”
With a silky laugh, he heard the squeak of this thing in front of him and paid him no longer any thought when he left him there in his punishment.
***
Harry Potter was mad, really mad.
When he entered Gryffindor House, again everyone could see that he was lived with rage and everyone thought it would be wise not to tempt fate and go near him for quite sometime. Even Ron Weasley knew that the best he could do now was to stay far, far away from his best friend until he settled down.
With a loud BANG! The door slammed shut behind him and he marched through the little chamber in his fury trying to find a way to sooth it so he would be able to sit down without tearing his bed apart.
That blond git had just let that scum kiss him, touch him, where no one was allowed to touch, to kiss except for himself. Moreover, he really seemed to have had fun doing it too! He had heard that silky laugh of his, even when he was as far away as he had gotten when he saw that mistake of nature touch him, kiss him!
Moreover, just remembering it again his magic flared out once more so he stopped in his tracks so that he would not destroy any furniture in this sleeping chamber. Maybe he should have going out instead of up to his room but he was not sure of that as either. He was so lived he could not think straight for quite sometime.
Malfoy had to pay for that! When he was done with him he would go after the dirt that had dared to touch and kiss what was his!
Harry knew he had to calm down when he wanted to sleep this night and be ready for another day of school and Draco Malfoy so he stormed out of Gryffindor House again and into the prefects bathroom. That he had claimed Draco as his own, even when it was just in his mind, he didn’t notice.
***
Breakfast was silent on Gryffindor table the next morning, which was a rare thing so all other houses tried to fid out why and were whispering with each other.
Harry now cooled down was moping and stirred his eggs. He was not very hungry and last nights events were still too fresh for him to even think about actually eating instead of pretending.
He was not sure why the scene in the corridor was affecting him like that and had no interest in finding out. So, he was not sure either why he was moping over it. It frustrated him to no end that all his efforts of ignoring this feeling inside him were so . . . worthless and he still was sulking.
A movement to his right caught his interest and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw how Draco Malfoy was taking a seat next to him.
“Go away.” He mumbled softly in a cool whisper.
“What?” the blond drawled smirking. “No good morning? How impolite.”
“Go away.” Harry repeated shortly and was staring at his plate now. He was too mad with the git to look at him and felt like a little girl for it, but he could not help it.
“Yesterday you wanted my company and now . . . ?” the Slytherin motioned towards Harry and smirked playfully.
“No, I’m not in the mood to frustrate myself with your presence.” The raven-haired teen answered and tried some of his eggs but they were tasteless and fade so he put is fork down not at all hungry anymore.
“Aww . . . that hurts Potter. Be careful with your words.” Draco laughed softly and sounded not even a little upset.
Silently he watched Harry’s plate for a while and took the flatware from the boy. With just a little growling in his stomach, he ate what Harry had not wanted but put some ketchup of the bland meal first.
“Uh . . . the house elves seem to be mad at someone. This is a disaster.” He chewed carefully to not get any misplaced substances in his mouth, which had been put in their food by mad house elves.
He acquired a hard glare of Hermione Granger for his comment and a short shrug of shoulders from Harry and sighed dramatically. With another sigh, he looked at his bench neighbour and lifted a brow. “Now what’s up with you? Spill Potter!”
Harry looked up harshly and glared angrily at the blond but lowered his eyes again when he was not able to put his thoughts into words. For a while, all where busy with themselves until Harry’s head shot up again. Distantly he noticed that Draco was still watching him but ignored the fact as long as he needed to get this out of his system.
“You kissed Nott!” he blurted out harshly, the glare back in his eyes when he saw Draco just lifting an eyebrow elegantly.
“Are you following me?” the silver eyed teen smirked with a silent laugh but got serious when Harry’s face darkened even more. Other people would be quite frightened by now, from by the expression that was on Harry’s face but Draco knew him to well to be scared of the young man.
“Mhm . . . It’s more the other way around. He forced himself on me and I was by surprise.” His answer was soft so only Harry could hear it and he was amazed by how much murderous the raven-haired teen’s expression could become.
Harry shook his head in doubt. “No, I do not believe that! I heard your laugh last night! I know you had fun!” his voice was quiet but unforgiving and he glared even harder at Draco for lying.
“You would have too.” The blonds replay was short when he looked at teen beside him as if he was searching for something.
Finally, he shook his head in defeat and sighed gently. “I knew that you where there. I felt you’re magic when you got really mad and I felt you leaving. You should have stayed a minute longer then you would know why I laughed.” Draco said serious and looked straight into Harry’s eyes.
He could clearly see the confusion clouding these beautiful emerald orbs and smiled shortly so only Harry was able to see it.
“Why?” was the brisk question Draco got for his honesty and he shook his head again. He had known that Potter was a dickhead but this was just unbelievable. “Look at Nott but look closely at him and observe his surroundings for a while.” He said and watched satisfied when Harry looked at the Slytherin table with knitted brows.
Both were silent while the raven-haired teen observed the other table and Draco was amused that Gryffindor table picked up their usually noisy talk when Potter had calmed down even more and was talking to him now. Finally, Harry looked back at him and silently mustered him.
Then a proud smirk formed on his lips and his eyes were their normal bright green again.
“You see I got him back for his little stunt.” Draco smirked cutely back and watched Nott a little for his own amusement.
“Not bad. However, please don’t use that spell too often. The consequences wouldn’t be very pleasing I fear.”
“No spell . . . Secret Malfoy Weapon.” The blond laughed happily und looked back at Harry just to see that his eyes were swirling with a different emotion in them.
Quickly Draco looked away and took another bit of Harry’s breakfast.
“By the way, why did you take so many points from him? He’s in your House.” the emerald eyed teen asked and took the fork from Draco who swallowed with a grimace on his face.
“My entirely House knows that they got punished hardly when I catch them outside. They are supposed to be Slytherins and that meant to be snaky and sly. When I can catch them they are not more than an idiotic Hufflepuff. And, having points taken away shows them a lesson!
Nott lost 50 points to me and I had made sure that everybody in Slytherin House knew before breakfast.” the prince of Slytherin laughed again and Harry could clearly see and hear how excited he was about that.
There was that unknown emotion in Harry’s eyes again but this time Draco was not fast enough. He got himself lost in these beautiful eyes and his breathing picked up when Harry did not look away. Neither of them noticed that they were very close now. Somehow one of them must have closed the little distance that had been between them but neither one knew who it was.
Draco mouthed a soft “Oh” when suddenly their noses brushed against each other and jerked his head to the side when he heard a short chough from across the table.
“I had plagued myself with the two of you for almost a month now. Yesterday figured it out and if you two would be so kind as to take up those hormonal instincts somewhere more private I would appreciate it. And, I still need time to adjust myself to this particular reality that you have started.” Hermione Granger pointed out and got the pleasure of seeing Draco Malfoy blush.
With a soft giggle, she looked at Harry and motioned towards her books. “Transfiguration starts in a few minutes. I suppose we should leave.”
Harry nodded and stood up looked just a brief moment at Draco, whose eyes widened when he could see that Harry was planning something, and went for the heavy door of the Great Hall, Hermione and Ron in tow.
***
Finally, classes were over for the day and Draco loosened his tie while he talked with Blaise about some homework. He did not notice that a particular pair of piercing green eye was watching him closely.
“Man, I’m so bloody tiered.” He sighed softly and tried to walk steadily.
Blaise looked at his friend with concern. “I’ve noticed. You were lacking in concentration the last few hours. Was it such a bad night yesterday?”
“It wasn’t a pleasant one with Nott bothering me.” Draco sighed again and rubbed his eyes. He hoped that nothing bad would happen tonight in the Common Room.
“Oh I forgot about that but it was still very funny this morning.” the dark teen laughed joyfully and nudged Draco in the side.
“True but it wasn’t very funny yesterday.” Draco mentioned and got Blaise laughing cryptically.
“I hope no one forces themselves on me this night because I think I’m too tiered today to defend myself from unwanted contact.”
Blaise laughed even harder and tried to catch his breath in time. “I would force myself on you just to be able to see you trying to defend your virg . . .” he hauled in laughter and stopped mid sentence when he felt a sharp thrust in his ribs.
“Oh I’m sorry your highness!” he smirked wildly and received a glare for it.
“You should be! And, you know damn well that you wouldn’t do something like that. Sometimes you’re too noble for your own good.”
“Too true.” Blaise sighed and nodded in his agreement silently.
“Before I forget . . . I need your help with Potions today. Sev was a bit too eager today to pack all that stuff into one lesson.” The dark coloured teen mentioned and looked at his friend for support.
“You think? Oh, very well . . . I’ll help you but that essay you have to write alone. Or, do I look
like . . . Hey!” he was interrupted when a hand grabbed his neck and yanked him into the Transfiguration classroom he was just about to pass.
Blaise shot after him but stopped when he noticed Potter behind this attack. “Oh it’s you again.” He said and sounded pleased in some way that made Draco look sharply at him. Blaise only laughed and played like he was drinking tee.
“Not again . . .” Draco grimaced but the other teen just nodded and trotted away laughing madly.
‘Bloody Divination!’ he thought tiredly when he suddenly felt warm lips on his own. The blonds eyes went wide in disbelief and a gurgled sound come out of his throat. But, when he looked into those unbelievable green eyes, he relaxed as soon as he had tensed up.
***
Harry watched in satisfaction as Draco’s eyelids closed softly and the blond began to return his kiss gently. Their lips nudged against each other tenderly for a while until Harry nibbled softly on Draco’s bottom lip and smoothed the worried red flesh with his tongue affectionately.
When Draco gasped shortly, the raven-haired teen took his chance and caressed the blonde’s mouth with his tongue softly. When he swiped his it over Draco’s gently again he received a breathless mewl and felt the blond press deeper into the kiss.
After a while, Draco drew back and looked at Harry with molten silver in his eyes, his cheeks slightly reddened and his head light. “Well . . . what took you so long?” he asked and lowered his eyes so he would not get lost in those emerald pools again.
Harry laughed happily and shook his head. “Doesn’t matter as long as in the end I got you, didn’t it?” he replied and looked deeply into the blonds eyes. They were mesmerizing him with their silvery-grey swirling points in them and it was as if he could watch a storm up close.
“Right.” Draco stressed the word a bit, because Harry’s eyes were hypnotizing him again and he felt like a rabbit that stared at the wizard and waited to be hexed away with the little difference that his cheeks were heated and his breathing short.
“Right!” Harry laughed again and pulled the blond back towards him. He felt giddy and had the strange urge to laugh like a maniac.
“You know . . . I call you kitten now because you mewl like one.”
Draco’s jaw dropped: “You wouldn’t!? I am a Malfoy! No one calls a Malfoy kitten, you hear me!” he stared a Harry in shock. He would not do that would he?
“Aww Draco. It suits you well. You are as sweet as a kitten and you sound like one. Don’t be embarrassed, it really matches you.”
Draco whimpered in pain, when his father would knew that he was called kitten . . . oh good god.
With a small chuckle Harry kissed him again . . . and he actually heard his own mewl of pleasure with rosy cheeks and wide eyes.
Then a smirk played on his lips and he felt Harry’s chuckle against his lips. He would find a good name for that bastard as well and it would be so sweet that it sounded horrible, he promised himself.
Meanwhile . . .
Well kitten . . . why not?
A/N: Finally I’m done! This sounded like a good idea but it wasn’t it seemed. My writing skills are really bad and I’m very very sorry for it, really. ^.^’
Every time I looked over it I felt like something was missing and I got mad because I didn’t know what!
Man . . . hope my other stuff is/will be better. ^_^
I will touch this little thing again . . . someday but not now, and then I will rewrite it! I swear! Scouts honour! ^.^
Tell me what you think.
And . . . is a prefect allowed to take so many points, should I really let him? °_°’
Author: Ancient Will-o’-the-Wisp.
Beta: Let me introduce you to “serpensortia” . . . she’s so great!!!
Warning: This is a one-shot of Harry and Draco and like always in my Fics Harry is the dominant character. But here will be only kisses because I think to write a yaoi scene of the two of them I need time to write a plot and all.
Has anyone understood what I just wrote down . . . because I sure didn’t. ^.^’
Ah yeah before I forget book six have never happened, just so you know.
Disclaimer: Sadly, all belongs to J.K. Rowling. If they were mine Harry and Draco would have been friends since the beginning and lovers in the 4th book.
Pairings: Well this one has just one couple. He He . . . of course Harry and Draco! ¢·¢
Summary: Things have changed over the years and now Hermione is able to discover, in their 7th year, what.
A/N: Hi everybody! I am currently writing on a Harry Potter Fic that is quite long . . . well at last in my opinion. ^.^ And this little thing hit me on my daily train ride to work. And just to get it out of my system I write it down so I can concentrate on the other Fic again.
Things had changed. Neither of them knew why but the hate had puffed away in the beginning of their sixth year of school. Now they were . . . they did not know what they were now. They simply were not enemies since the end of fifth year but they were not friends either. So what were they? Only a few people cared about what they were now and neither of them were in that bunch.
Harry Potter sat on the bench at Gryffindor table and wore a thoughtful expression on his face. He had a bad feeling about tonight and he just knew that Draco Malfoy was involved in it somehow. However, he did not know how, so he wished to have the Slytherin close to watch out for him. The question why he wanted to look after the blond did not even come to his mind; he was way too distracted with that bad feeling to ask himself that kind of question.
***
Therefore, he did not notice either that Hermione Granger, one of his best friends, was watching him carefully from across the table. However, Hermione Granger was one of those few people, which were asking themselves what the two of them were now, since the hate had faded away so quickly and easily. Her gaze flickered every now and then back to her friend but she could not find any answers and it was driving her mad.
Harry had changed after fourth year, she had noticed it when she had seen him again after the holidays but had not had the heart to ask him about anything of that night on the graveyard.
He was unreadable now when he wanted to be and she was sure that he had picked that ability from either Malfoy or Snape giving that she knew no one who was as good in this case, like this two were. Not even Dumbledore himself.
Once again, she looked up at him and could only shake her head when he lifted an eyebrow at her in question. She had no clue how she could tell him about her worries and ask that forceful questions she had on her mind without raising his temper as well. When she thought clearly of it he was so much darker and . . . well stronger now after He-who-must-not-be-named had “come back to life” again and Umbridge’s torture in their fifth year. She did not even had not even started to think on what happened to Sirius that year as well.
***
Harry looked up again and straight at Draco Malfoy . . . like always. It was easily driving him crazy that he didn’t know what would happening that evening and why he cared so much. He had not cared for any one so much since Sirius. Of course, he cared about Ron and Hermione but he knew as well that these two could look after themselves. So why?
He watched carefully how Draco talked and laughed with Blaise Zabini. And, that sweet but sardonic smile he used when he talked to Pansy Parkinson was driving him wild. He had no clue why he hated it that much when he watched Draco use that smile on her and when he talked to Blaise as if no one existed right now, except for them. He knew for sure that he did not like it at all.
He shook his head with a sigh and tried to concentrate on is Dinner but he could not help it when his eyes swiped over to the Slytherin again. Then he became aware of the fact that the blond was ready to leave the hall and do what ever he was pleased to do and Harry could not have that. Not today.
In just one short moment, he had a plan at his hands and his body tensed slightly in his wait. When Draco tried to pass the Gryffindor table, without even looking at them, Harry’s arm shot out and packed the Slytherin on he sleeve. With a short powerful yank, he pulled the blond right to his side on the bench.
“Wha . . . Hey!” Draco cried out and stared at Harry bloody Potter as if he had lost his mind. “What have I done to deserve such manhandling?”
Harry only snorted in amusement. “I hadn’t done anything like that. I just invited you to have a seat.” Then he chuckled softly when he had the pleasure to watch Draco’s jaw drop for a brief moment.
Draco had to use quite some of his willpower to keep his face in motion when he looked at the other teen with surprise in his silver orbs.
“What do you want?” he asked finally and made himself comfortable. He was sure he would be at this table for the rest of Dinner because he knew Potter would not let him go until he had finished.
Harry shrugged his shoulders and smirked curtly. “Don’t know. Just want your company.”
With a tilted head, the blonde looked at him, then at his friends and back to him and Harry smirked again. “What? The company of Miss Granger and the Weasel over there isn’t enough for you?” he asked cutely and lifted a brow in amusement. He did not even look at said redhead as he exploded. It seemed to Harry that it pleased Draco in a small way.
“No.” the brunette stated matter of fact voice and looked down at his plate. Now that Draco was right beside him, he had hunger because now he had the Slytherin an arms length away and could take an eye off him.
Draco sighed and looked at Harry’s plate too. “You shouldn’t eat all that stuff! It’s not healthy! Try out some vegetables and fruits that’s better for your body and for your arteries.” He said and put some of that healthier stuff on the boy’s plate just to make a point.
Harry looked shortly at him and shook his head. “How come you’re so worried over me now when you couldn’t have cared less last year?” and a smirk played on his lips again when he asked this playful little question.
“You know, I merely discovered that you’re quite impotent to me. Who would I torment and make fun of when you’re dead because you ate the wrong stuff?” the blonde asked with an angelic expression on his face.
“You know, you couldn’t even convince a blind with this look of innocence on your face when said blind would know you.” Harry laughed silently but took the carrot; he located on his plate a moment ago, never the less.
With a sulk, Draco crossed his arms and looked away but Harry laughed even more.
“Now, now. Don’t mope like a little kid and entertain me.” He said smoothly and took another bite of his carrot. The Malfoy heir just glared at him and nibbled silently on one of Harry’s pieces of toasts.
“I’m not moping! You were simply so impolite that I had to think of a punishment for you, just so you know!” he corrected the other haughtily and tried another bite of Harry’s toast. It was not really that bad he only wanted to annoy him a bit.
***
Hermione could only look at those two as if they had lost their minds. Now she had her answer and she was not sure if she was happy with it. Concentrating she watched them, and had looked how Harry had yanked the other boy beside him and started to flirt with him as if that was all he cared about.
She just could not believe it!
They were talking to each other as if nobody else existed on this damn planet and seemed to have fun with each other’s company! They had eaten from the same plate, from the same piece of toast and had drunk from one goblet of pumpkin juice. They had shared a meal as if it was not the first time!
How could that be true?
Another question with no answer, that was just great!
Hermione was mad now, really mad so she stood and left the hall behind. With fast and angry steps, she went straight to the library. Maybe she would find something there to calm her down. Until this moment she had always found something there to calm her but right now she wasn’t so sure.
***
This maddening feeling had not left. After dinner, they had separated with another round of playful bantering and he had known he did not want to leave Draco alone. He had to try to stick to him.
Harry knew that he now could only wait until next morning and try to find out what had happened, if anything had happened at all.
He was restless. He had tried to work on his homework but all his efforts were worthless and he had given up. He did not care that Snape would torment him tomorrow for his lack of homework; he only wanted to walk and think. Under his Invincible Cloak, he wandered through the halls and tried to leave the strange feeling behind him but again it was useless.
He was not sure where he would end up when his feet decided to stop their tracking. If he thought about it he couldn’t care less. This goddamn confusion was just too distracting to pay any attention to his feet.
Therefore, he was at last a bit surprised when he rounded a corner and found Draco there with Nott. And, that damn feeling was getting stronger every second he was looking at them in his shock.
“What are you doing outside of Slytherin House? It’s past curfew!” and Harry smirked when he could hear the ice in Draco’s voice. He loved it when the blond spoke like that to other people but did not know nor did he care why.
“Well you know I was waiting for you.” Here the Gryffindor gritted his teeth in anger. That tone was too sweet too seductive for his liking. Without even noticing, he twisted his fists strongly and let go of a small amount of his magic.
He could see that Draco tensed shortly before he looked at Nott as if he was some kind of a bug he just wanted to get rid of. “Well it was for nothing. I suppose you go back into the Common Room as soon as you can be sure that I am not seeing you anymore. If not . . . well you just have to take the consequences. By the way, 30 points from Slytherin.” The silver-eyed teen drawled with a silent laugh.
Harry’s eyes widened in disbelief at this number of points he took from his own house. Would he take even more of other houses? He could not find an answer so he figured that he just had to ask the prefect when they met next time. Although he was even more surprised that Nott took the loss of so much house points so easily. However, he was not anymore when he heard the next word of this git and saw how he got his words true then.
***
“Aww Draco don’t be so cruel. You know very well why I was waiting for you and you will know even better when I showed you what you wanted from me all along.” Nott growled smoothly and Draco lifted an eyebrow. This was definitely not going, as he wanted it to go. That was just so typical, wasn’t it? He had a good evening and fate took his mood down again!
Next instant Draco found himself flat against the wall and was slightly surprise by the power of this skinny boy in front of him. Draco could feel how his bones press into his flesh and felt like he had eaten something very bad. Then Nott pressed his lips hard against his own and he knew he needed to see the bathroom as soon as possible.
This boy would pay for that. No one was allowed to do that without permission and this little piece of shit sure as hell did not! He knew he needed to do something very fast when he did not want that disgusting tongue in his mouth. So, he gathered up all the magic he could master and pushed the boy away with it.
Big shocked eyes looked at him and Draco lifted a brow again. “What did you expect? I thought you’re a Slytherin but you’re just a bad excuse of a Hufflepuff.” He did not wipe his lips that would be too much of satisfaction for this scum before his eyes.
“Now I suppose that you leave me alone or I will really be upset with you. Another 20 points from Slytherin by the way.” the blonds voice dripped with venom and he saw satisfied how Nott tried to get away from him as soon as possible.
“Oh . . . and Nott?” he called the boy back just then when an idea touched his mind. The frightened one looked back at him and Draco smirked cruelly. “You have forgotten your punishment.”
With a silky laugh, he heard the squeak of this thing in front of him and paid him no longer any thought when he left him there in his punishment.
***
Harry Potter was mad, really mad.
When he entered Gryffindor House, again everyone could see that he was lived with rage and everyone thought it would be wise not to tempt fate and go near him for quite sometime. Even Ron Weasley knew that the best he could do now was to stay far, far away from his best friend until he settled down.
With a loud BANG! The door slammed shut behind him and he marched through the little chamber in his fury trying to find a way to sooth it so he would be able to sit down without tearing his bed apart.
That blond git had just let that scum kiss him, touch him, where no one was allowed to touch, to kiss except for himself. Moreover, he really seemed to have had fun doing it too! He had heard that silky laugh of his, even when he was as far away as he had gotten when he saw that mistake of nature touch him, kiss him!
Moreover, just remembering it again his magic flared out once more so he stopped in his tracks so that he would not destroy any furniture in this sleeping chamber. Maybe he should have going out instead of up to his room but he was not sure of that as either. He was so lived he could not think straight for quite sometime.
Malfoy had to pay for that! When he was done with him he would go after the dirt that had dared to touch and kiss what was his!
Harry knew he had to calm down when he wanted to sleep this night and be ready for another day of school and Draco Malfoy so he stormed out of Gryffindor House again and into the prefects bathroom. That he had claimed Draco as his own, even when it was just in his mind, he didn’t notice.
***
Breakfast was silent on Gryffindor table the next morning, which was a rare thing so all other houses tried to fid out why and were whispering with each other.
Harry now cooled down was moping and stirred his eggs. He was not very hungry and last nights events were still too fresh for him to even think about actually eating instead of pretending.
He was not sure why the scene in the corridor was affecting him like that and had no interest in finding out. So, he was not sure either why he was moping over it. It frustrated him to no end that all his efforts of ignoring this feeling inside him were so . . . worthless and he still was sulking.
A movement to his right caught his interest and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw how Draco Malfoy was taking a seat next to him.
“Go away.” He mumbled softly in a cool whisper.
“What?” the blond drawled smirking. “No good morning? How impolite.”
“Go away.” Harry repeated shortly and was staring at his plate now. He was too mad with the git to look at him and felt like a little girl for it, but he could not help it.
“Yesterday you wanted my company and now . . . ?” the Slytherin motioned towards Harry and smirked playfully.
“No, I’m not in the mood to frustrate myself with your presence.” The raven-haired teen answered and tried some of his eggs but they were tasteless and fade so he put is fork down not at all hungry anymore.
“Aww . . . that hurts Potter. Be careful with your words.” Draco laughed softly and sounded not even a little upset.
Silently he watched Harry’s plate for a while and took the flatware from the boy. With just a little growling in his stomach, he ate what Harry had not wanted but put some ketchup of the bland meal first.
“Uh . . . the house elves seem to be mad at someone. This is a disaster.” He chewed carefully to not get any misplaced substances in his mouth, which had been put in their food by mad house elves.
He acquired a hard glare of Hermione Granger for his comment and a short shrug of shoulders from Harry and sighed dramatically. With another sigh, he looked at his bench neighbour and lifted a brow. “Now what’s up with you? Spill Potter!”
Harry looked up harshly and glared angrily at the blond but lowered his eyes again when he was not able to put his thoughts into words. For a while, all where busy with themselves until Harry’s head shot up again. Distantly he noticed that Draco was still watching him but ignored the fact as long as he needed to get this out of his system.
“You kissed Nott!” he blurted out harshly, the glare back in his eyes when he saw Draco just lifting an eyebrow elegantly.
“Are you following me?” the silver eyed teen smirked with a silent laugh but got serious when Harry’s face darkened even more. Other people would be quite frightened by now, from by the expression that was on Harry’s face but Draco knew him to well to be scared of the young man.
“Mhm . . . It’s more the other way around. He forced himself on me and I was by surprise.” His answer was soft so only Harry could hear it and he was amazed by how much murderous the raven-haired teen’s expression could become.
Harry shook his head in doubt. “No, I do not believe that! I heard your laugh last night! I know you had fun!” his voice was quiet but unforgiving and he glared even harder at Draco for lying.
“You would have too.” The blonds replay was short when he looked at teen beside him as if he was searching for something.
Finally, he shook his head in defeat and sighed gently. “I knew that you where there. I felt you’re magic when you got really mad and I felt you leaving. You should have stayed a minute longer then you would know why I laughed.” Draco said serious and looked straight into Harry’s eyes.
He could clearly see the confusion clouding these beautiful emerald orbs and smiled shortly so only Harry was able to see it.
“Why?” was the brisk question Draco got for his honesty and he shook his head again. He had known that Potter was a dickhead but this was just unbelievable. “Look at Nott but look closely at him and observe his surroundings for a while.” He said and watched satisfied when Harry looked at the Slytherin table with knitted brows.
Both were silent while the raven-haired teen observed the other table and Draco was amused that Gryffindor table picked up their usually noisy talk when Potter had calmed down even more and was talking to him now. Finally, Harry looked back at him and silently mustered him.
Then a proud smirk formed on his lips and his eyes were their normal bright green again.
“You see I got him back for his little stunt.” Draco smirked cutely back and watched Nott a little for his own amusement.
“Not bad. However, please don’t use that spell too often. The consequences wouldn’t be very pleasing I fear.”
“No spell . . . Secret Malfoy Weapon.” The blond laughed happily und looked back at Harry just to see that his eyes were swirling with a different emotion in them.
Quickly Draco looked away and took another bit of Harry’s breakfast.
“By the way, why did you take so many points from him? He’s in your House.” the emerald eyed teen asked and took the fork from Draco who swallowed with a grimace on his face.
“My entirely House knows that they got punished hardly when I catch them outside. They are supposed to be Slytherins and that meant to be snaky and sly. When I can catch them they are not more than an idiotic Hufflepuff. And, having points taken away shows them a lesson!
Nott lost 50 points to me and I had made sure that everybody in Slytherin House knew before breakfast.” the prince of Slytherin laughed again and Harry could clearly see and hear how excited he was about that.
There was that unknown emotion in Harry’s eyes again but this time Draco was not fast enough. He got himself lost in these beautiful eyes and his breathing picked up when Harry did not look away. Neither of them noticed that they were very close now. Somehow one of them must have closed the little distance that had been between them but neither one knew who it was.
Draco mouthed a soft “Oh” when suddenly their noses brushed against each other and jerked his head to the side when he heard a short chough from across the table.
“I had plagued myself with the two of you for almost a month now. Yesterday figured it out and if you two would be so kind as to take up those hormonal instincts somewhere more private I would appreciate it. And, I still need time to adjust myself to this particular reality that you have started.” Hermione Granger pointed out and got the pleasure of seeing Draco Malfoy blush.
With a soft giggle, she looked at Harry and motioned towards her books. “Transfiguration starts in a few minutes. I suppose we should leave.”
Harry nodded and stood up looked just a brief moment at Draco, whose eyes widened when he could see that Harry was planning something, and went for the heavy door of the Great Hall, Hermione and Ron in tow.
***
Finally, classes were over for the day and Draco loosened his tie while he talked with Blaise about some homework. He did not notice that a particular pair of piercing green eye was watching him closely.
“Man, I’m so bloody tiered.” He sighed softly and tried to walk steadily.
Blaise looked at his friend with concern. “I’ve noticed. You were lacking in concentration the last few hours. Was it such a bad night yesterday?”
“It wasn’t a pleasant one with Nott bothering me.” Draco sighed again and rubbed his eyes. He hoped that nothing bad would happen tonight in the Common Room.
“Oh I forgot about that but it was still very funny this morning.” the dark teen laughed joyfully and nudged Draco in the side.
“True but it wasn’t very funny yesterday.” Draco mentioned and got Blaise laughing cryptically.
“I hope no one forces themselves on me this night because I think I’m too tiered today to defend myself from unwanted contact.”
Blaise laughed even harder and tried to catch his breath in time. “I would force myself on you just to be able to see you trying to defend your virg . . .” he hauled in laughter and stopped mid sentence when he felt a sharp thrust in his ribs.
“Oh I’m sorry your highness!” he smirked wildly and received a glare for it.
“You should be! And, you know damn well that you wouldn’t do something like that. Sometimes you’re too noble for your own good.”
“Too true.” Blaise sighed and nodded in his agreement silently.
“Before I forget . . . I need your help with Potions today. Sev was a bit too eager today to pack all that stuff into one lesson.” The dark coloured teen mentioned and looked at his friend for support.
“You think? Oh, very well . . . I’ll help you but that essay you have to write alone. Or, do I look
like . . . Hey!” he was interrupted when a hand grabbed his neck and yanked him into the Transfiguration classroom he was just about to pass.
Blaise shot after him but stopped when he noticed Potter behind this attack. “Oh it’s you again.” He said and sounded pleased in some way that made Draco look sharply at him. Blaise only laughed and played like he was drinking tee.
“Not again . . .” Draco grimaced but the other teen just nodded and trotted away laughing madly.
‘Bloody Divination!’ he thought tiredly when he suddenly felt warm lips on his own. The blonds eyes went wide in disbelief and a gurgled sound come out of his throat. But, when he looked into those unbelievable green eyes, he relaxed as soon as he had tensed up.
***
Harry watched in satisfaction as Draco’s eyelids closed softly and the blond began to return his kiss gently. Their lips nudged against each other tenderly for a while until Harry nibbled softly on Draco’s bottom lip and smoothed the worried red flesh with his tongue affectionately.
When Draco gasped shortly, the raven-haired teen took his chance and caressed the blonde’s mouth with his tongue softly. When he swiped his it over Draco’s gently again he received a breathless mewl and felt the blond press deeper into the kiss.
After a while, Draco drew back and looked at Harry with molten silver in his eyes, his cheeks slightly reddened and his head light. “Well . . . what took you so long?” he asked and lowered his eyes so he would not get lost in those emerald pools again.
Harry laughed happily and shook his head. “Doesn’t matter as long as in the end I got you, didn’t it?” he replied and looked deeply into the blonds eyes. They were mesmerizing him with their silvery-grey swirling points in them and it was as if he could watch a storm up close.
“Right.” Draco stressed the word a bit, because Harry’s eyes were hypnotizing him again and he felt like a rabbit that stared at the wizard and waited to be hexed away with the little difference that his cheeks were heated and his breathing short.
“Right!” Harry laughed again and pulled the blond back towards him. He felt giddy and had the strange urge to laugh like a maniac.
“You know . . . I call you kitten now because you mewl like one.”
Draco’s jaw dropped: “You wouldn’t!? I am a Malfoy! No one calls a Malfoy kitten, you hear me!” he stared a Harry in shock. He would not do that would he?
“Aww Draco. It suits you well. You are as sweet as a kitten and you sound like one. Don’t be embarrassed, it really matches you.”
Draco whimpered in pain, when his father would knew that he was called kitten . . . oh good god.
With a small chuckle Harry kissed him again . . . and he actually heard his own mewl of pleasure with rosy cheeks and wide eyes.
Then a smirk played on his lips and he felt Harry’s chuckle against his lips. He would find a good name for that bastard as well and it would be so sweet that it sounded horrible, he promised himself.
Meanwhile . . .
Well kitten . . . why not?
A/N: Finally I’m done! This sounded like a good idea but it wasn’t it seemed. My writing skills are really bad and I’m very very sorry for it, really. ^.^’
Every time I looked over it I felt like something was missing and I got mad because I didn’t know what!
Man . . . hope my other stuff is/will be better. ^_^
I will touch this little thing again . . . someday but not now, and then I will rewrite it! I swear! Scouts honour! ^.^
Tell me what you think.
And . . . is a prefect allowed to take so many points, should I really let him? °_°’