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This is a Draco/Harry Slash story.

I don’t own any of these characters but I do enjoy borrowing them so don’t
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Chapter one: The potion

Draco Malfoy left his bedroom, now he was in his seventh year he had his own private
bedroom and was glad of it, his privacy meant a lot to him. It was just after
one in the morning when he let himself into get into Snape’s private potions
lab. It had been only two weeks earlier when he had finally managed to get through
the wards that the paranoid Potions Master put on his lab. But the potion he wanted
to make needed the Potions Master’s more accurate equipment. He put his
pile of ingredients down, because there was no better way to alert Snape that
someone had been in his lab than using his supplies.

He had developed the crush two years earlier, not even realising that his feelings
had changed from hate until he had been told that Harry had been seen in Hogsmeade
with Cho Chang and he felt jealous of Chang. He wasn’t jealous that the
date had ended with her in tears but he was jealous of the date.

Draco had tried to loose himself in many girls and even the occasional but every
time it came back to the fact that he wanted Harry. That Harry was the face he
jacked off to and it had been Harry that he had spent three weeks planning to
geked ked photos of. It had of course meant that he had over compensated by being
even more horrible to Harry.

He Draco Malfoy, the son of a Death Eater, was in love with Harry Potter, the
boy who lived. It wasn’t just the fact that he was in love with the Boy
who refused to die but he was in love with a man, a fact that his father would
kill him for, especially since his little jaunt to Azkaban.

He had already known that he had a crush on the Harry when the other boy had sent
the elder Malfoy to Azkaban. The six weeks his father had spent there before Voldemort
had gained control of the Dementors had sent his already slightly mad father that
little bit more homicidal.

But he also knew that Harry didn’t think of him as anything other than an
enemy, an annoyance. Which was why he was going to all the trouble of making a
batch of Perliana potion. He had discovered it in an old book during the summer.
It was a person specific lust potion that lasted exactly six hours then the person
promptly forgot the previous six hours. It was definitely a dark potion but he
knew it was the closest he was going to get to Harry.

It was nearly four when he added the final ingredient, one of his own eyelashes
and the blue potion turned to a colourless, scentless one. He filled up a small
bottle with the potion and cleaned up before returning to his room, wishing a
certain dark haired boy was already there.

+++

Draco watched Harry and his friends, he felt jealous of the Weasel, something
he never thought he would feel but it was definitely jealously of the Weasel because
he got to spend time with Harry. Talking, playing, just being in the same room
without hatred between them.

He fingered the small vial in his pocket and felt himself harden in his pants
at the thoughts of the slightly taller boy writhing and whimpering underneath
him. It had been a long time since he had wanted to see Harry screaming in anything
other than pleasure.

Harry, the Weasel and the Mudblood were sat in their normal seats for dinner,
a place where he could easily see the boy who refused to die without it being
obvious he was looking at the other boy. Draco waited until the meal was about
half way through and Longbottem’s inevitable trip to the bathroom. He knew
that Crabbe and Goyle were following him as he went across the hall to the Gryffindor
table.

‘Potter,’ he snarled, wishing he could call him Harry as he glared
at the boy, getting his dose of Harry close up, it was a well developed skill.

The black head turned to face him, ‘Malfoy.’

Draco, he called mentally, he just wanted to hear his given name from that wonderful
mouth.

‘What do you want Malfoy?’ The Weasel demanded.

‘To talk to my partner,’ he snarled back, angry at the redhead for
his own feelings of jealousy and for disturbing his close up time with Harry.
In some sort of wisdom Snape had partnered him with Harry for their final project.
It had made him love his potions class that little bit more but had brought his
class grade down slightly because Harry kept him distracted. There was also times
that he hated them with everything he was because Harry still didn’t acknowledge
him.

‘How can I help you Malfoy?’ Harry asked.

‘I just wanted to make sure you had done your part of the homework.’
He saw Neville return to the hall and moved back slightly so he could move into
position while whispering the words to activate a small chain of spells that he
had already placed there.

‘I have only two inches left to write, is that okay for you?’

Before he could answer, Neville found the first spell and tripped, hitting Crabbe,
who in turn fell into Goyle who then fell into him. He fell next Harry and emptied
the vial into Harry’s goblet. As he stood back up the second half of the
spell activated, Harry started coughing violently.

Draco cursed the Mudblood as she handed Harry her own goblet to calm his throat.

‘Is that all Malfoy?’ Harry asked again once he had his breathing
back under control.

‘Yes,’ Draco snapped and walked off, mumbling under his breath, alternatively
cursing muggle born know it alls and praying that Harry finished his own drink.

It was just over an hour when he finally got back to his room, only five minutes
before he was about to strangle Crabbe, closely followed by Goyle and every other
Slytherin in the common room. It seemed like every single one of them wanted ttalktalk to him and all he could think of was Harry. He had been semi-hard since the
mess in the dinning hall and he ached to bad it was painful, he just wanted to
get into some privacy and pleasure himself.

The sight on his bed stopped him dead in the doorway and made him as hard as rock.
Some part deep inside of him had always thought that it wouldn’t work, that
it couldn’t work but laying on his bed was Harry Potter. The other boy was
laying face down, asleep, he bit his lip to hold in a whimper because not only
was Harry in his room but the boy who refused to die was asleep. The pain reminded
him that he was stood in the doorway so he quickly stepped in, closing the door,
making sure that no-one else had spd hid his guest.

He leaned against the door and took a few minutes to stare at the beauty that
was Harry Potter. Long, slim and muscular legs led to a tight flat butt and endless
back, a small indent all the way down the middle marking his spine and broad shoulders
with long arms supporting a head a black hair.

He bit back groan, Harry was his, if only for a few hours. Four and a half hours,
he thought as he set an alarm, he had Harry for four and a half hours and he was
planning on using every minute of it. It took him thirty seconds to remove his
clothes then he was moving towards the other boy. Just before he could get on
the bed, Harry turned his head and smiled at him, ‘It looks like you’re
glad to see me.’

Harry’s voice was low and husky and Draco felt his dick do the impossible
and get harder, ‘Very glad. No don’t turn over, stay just like that,
it’ll be easier.’

‘If you say so.’

The simple act of submission was very nearly too much for Draco, ‘Have you
ever been with a man before?’ He asked as he straddled Harry’s thighs,
already knowing the answer but having to make sure and hear it form Harry.

‘No.’

Draco moaned and thought of Dumbledore naked, an image guaranteed to stop him
from coming because the knowledge that he was about to be Harry Potter’s
first male lover was too much.

‘Just lay still,’ he ordered and sat down, laying his hard cock between
tight arse cheeks and smiling at the ripple of pleasure travelling down the other
boy’s back and Harry’s moan.

He leaned over, pressing his cock against Harry and opened a draw to remove a
tub of lubricant.

+++

Draco managed to wait four days before he had to have Harry again, since that
night he had been to a different every night, two lovers on night but none of
them compared to Harry. None were as responsive, so giving or tasted to beautiful.

It wasn’t hard to sneak into Harry’s room, the room was simpler than
his own but seemed to suit Harry. but like him the black haired boy had a glass
of water on his bedside table. He removed the vial of potion from his pocket and
was about to pour it in when he heard Harry’s voice, soft and dangerous,
‘Don’t do it Draco.’

The blonde span around but couldn’t see anyone then suddenly Harry was stood
by the door, his black hair going in all directions and dressed only in muggle
jeans and an open shirt revealing bronze skin from navel to neck. Draco felt himself
harden at the sight and was very glad of his loose clothing.

‘An invisibility cloak,’ he realised.

‘Yes, put the Perliana potion down.’

‘You know about the potion?’ he whispered and Harry nodded, ‘You
remember the last time?’ Harry nodded again and Draco felt fear burn down
his spine, what was Harry going to do to him? ‘Did you ingest the potion
last time?’ His bad feeling got worse as Harry shock his head NO, ‘Why
then? Why did you come to my room?’

‘I wanted to know what it was like to be with another man and I have so
end of story, end of us,’ Harry answered bluntly, leaning against the door.

Draco felt like crying, he had been an experiment, he didn’t even realise
he had moved until he was ramming a fist hard into the other boy’s stomach.
Harry fell to the floor and he sat down, straddling the other boys hips. He felt
an answering hardness to his own and ground down against it with an evil grin
until Harry moaned.

‘End of us my arse, you want mt to fuck you as much as I want to ram myself
deep into your arse.’ He felt Harry’s involuntary buck at his words
and his grin widened, the boy that refused to die might not want him but his body
sure did. ‘Gamma Evapoma,’ he whispered and they were both naked,
cocks rubbing together and he felt them leaking pre-cum over each other.

‘Bastard,’ Harry muttered as he pulled Draco down to kiss him deeply.

‘And I’ll burn in hell,’ Draco agreed when his mouth was released,
‘But not yet.’

He learned down and licked one of Harry’s flat bronze nipples until it hardened
and he could take it between his teeth and chew on it. Harry moaned and reached
down to hold his arse, pulling them closer together, kneading Draco’s tight
muscles.

‘Face to face?’ Draco asked as he pulled off the nipple hoping Harry
agreed.

‘Yes.’

Draco groaned, ‘Digita Lubrico,’ he murmured then took the nipple
back in his mouth as he slipped one finger into the other boy.
TBC

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