The Product of Time,

Chapter One:

Harry had to be the unluckiest person out. Not only did he start off this Monday morning dead tired due to an active Voldemort last night, but he also had potions first! Which meant that he had to contend with a very snarky Snape. And he hadn’t done his homework on the weekend so he was in for it for sure.

“Come on Harry. We’re going to be later for breakfast…..and I’m hungry. What are you doing back there anyway?” Ron Weasly peered around the bed curtain at Harry.

Harry sighed and got off his bed to pick up his school bag. “I’m not doing anything. Come on lets go.” They walked down to the common room and out the portrait where the fat lady yelled after him ‘Brush your hair or you’ll give Gryffindor a bad name scruffy!’ Harry and Ron entered the great hall and walked over to where Hermione was at the Gryffindor table and sat down across form her.

“Morning’ mumbled Harry. He reached over and poured himself some cereal and began eating silently. Hermione and Ron were arguing again over the way that Ron ate his breakfast.
“You are such a pig Ronald. Why can’t you eat with at least some decorum?” sniped Hermione.
“There is nothing wrong with the way I eat is there Harry? Go put your nose back in the book you were reading and let me eat in peace woman!” Ron’s face was red from his rant. Hermione let out a dignified sniff and went back to reading. But Harry saw her give Ron the one fingered salute. He snickered and looked around the great hall. Something about today felt off. He couldn’t put his finger on it but he knew in his gut that it didn’t bode well for him. He finished his breakfast and picked up his school bag and left for potions. Ron and Hermione scrambling to catch up to him. He was waiting in line at the class room when he heard it. That snide voice that made shivers travel down his spine.

“Well well. Look who it is. Potty, Weasel and the mudblood.” Malfoy looked down his nose at them all as he spoke.
“One would think that after 7 years of insulting us, you would come up with new insults for us Ferret. Its getting a bit old, don’t you think?” smirked Harry.

He looked into Malfoy’s eyes. He may be sneering on the rest of his face, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Harry knew it was just a façade. They had to keep fighting each other or their friends would become suspicious about them. But Harry knew that he would pay in the most delightful way for the ferret comment later when they were alone.

Draco scowled at Harry. “I’ll get you for that Potter.” with one last sneer he pushed past the trio. He made sure to push up against Harry as he went by. Just then Snape came out and snapped at them all to get inside and set up.

“The instructions are on the board. Potter you and Malfoy will be working together today.” Snape had a malicious smirk on his face.

Harry and Draco both groaned. But on the inside Harry knew that it was the perfect time for Draco to get him back for the ferret comment. He shoved his bag underneath the desk and moved over to make room for draco. All of a sudden Harry felt very uneasy. He looked around as his hand automatically went up to rub his scar.

“Are you ok?” draco asked ion a low voice as he sat down.

“I dunno. I feel really weird. I can’t explain it but I feel like something is about to happen and I can’t do anything to stop it. My scar doesn’t hurt though. I dunno. Maybe I’m paranoid.” Harry sighed and got his cauldron and lit a fire beneath it.

“I’m sure it’s nothing.” Said draco. “I’m going to go and get the ingredients. Back in a min.” Draco went over to the store cupboard and collected the ingredients. He brought them back to the table and harry started cutting up the shrivelfigs.

All of a sudden he felt a hand running his way up his thigh. He didn’t react other then to part his knees further. The hand was suddenly on his crotch and he was glad that you couldn’t see under the desk. Harry’s hands were slightly shaking as he was shredding the daisy roots. Draco’s hand was softly massaging Harry’s rapidly hardening dick. Harry has to fight the mad desire to moan out loud. He bit the inside of his cheek as Draco’s hand began to massage harder. He tried as discreetly as he could to push himself up into Draco’s hand. “Please” he whispered to Draco who only smirked and increased the pressure. Harry felt the pressure pool in the pit of his belly and the beginnings of his orgasm coming to the surface. All of a sudden he came. He bit down hard in his tongue and he could taste the coppery taste of blood in his mouth. He gave a slight whimper and a shudder and fell forward onto the desk. He forced himself to sit up again so he wouldn’t draw attention, waved his hand over his lap to clean the mess and looked at draco, who looked very pleased with himself.

“You are a smart arse you know!” said Harry. Draco just smirked and resumed stirring the potion. All of a sudden the door to the potions room slammed open and Fred and George walked in. they spotted harry and draco and smirked. They were the only people in the school who knew about the relationship between the two boys because they helped harry work up the courage to talk to draco about it.

They walked up to professor Snape and showed him a note that they had. Professor Snape nodded in the direction of the two boys and the twins came striding over.

“Playing nice boys?” said Fred smirking. Harry blushed and both draco and George joined fred in smirking.
“Dumbledore asked us to give you this note harry. He said..”

But what he said no one knew, because at that moment there was an almighty explosion from Neville’s potion. Harry, Draco, Fred and George were covered form head to foot in goo. They all just looked at each other for a moment, suddenly there was a flash of bright light and the four were gone.

“SHIT!!” yelled snape.

Author Note: This is my first fic. Please review but be kind. Thanks. :)