Flesh for Fantasy | By : Katsumai Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: Come on guys, If I owned them, this would have
already happened in the books… really… They belong to J.K. Rowling; Warner
Brothers and in my own little world… each other…
Author Notes: This is my first
song fic, published anyways… My friend had this original story… then allowed
the entire family to read the notebook it was in, then lost the notebook… Great
friend.
By the way, I know I cut out
part of the lyrics for the song, which is Flesh for Fantasy by Billy Idol.
Please, don’t complain okay?
Harry
Potter sat in the Great Hall, downing his third tankard of Butterbeer. It was
times like these he really wished they contained enough alcohol to get a wizard
drunk. Though he was now of legal age, Firewhiskey, Elvin Wine and other such
wonderful alcoholic beverages were banned on school grounds.
It was the
seventh year’s end of school party, it was also a celebration of the defeat of
the Dark Lord. Basically it was a “Let’s celebrate the fact The-Boy-Who-Lived
managed to skirt past death once again and happened to defeat the Dark Lord on
the way,” kind of shindig. Hermione and Ron had decided to hook up after the
war and were currently dancing in a corner somewhere, or at least the last time
he had checked that was where they had been.
Harry
noticed however, he wasn’t the only person seemingly annoyed and disturbed by
the “celebration” of graduation. Glancing over at the small round table about
three down from his own, Draco Malfoy was sitting looking positively bored and
slightly annoyed. Draco wasn’t as
horrible as Harry had once figured, after the night on top of the tower; Harry
had his doubts about Draco’s true allegiance. When he had turned around and
fought the Death Eaters during the final battle, Harry had decided the boy
wasn’t all that bad. The attempt at a friendship hadn’t been put into place,
but they were much more decent to one another and this proved to make the
teachers happy.
Draco
seemed to feel Harry’s gaze linger on him for a split second to long, and
turned to look at the dark haired Gryffindor, smirking in his usual Malfoy way,
he made his way to Harry’s table.
“Why you
look positively thrilled to be at a party in your own honor, Potter.” Draco
said, smirking softly.
“Hello to
you to Malfoy,” Harry said, rolling his eyes, noting the fact Draco’s tone had
lost the usual drawl it held.
Draco
smirked and leaned his head back against the chair, “Gods, I need a drink.”
Harry
smiled at the blonde, who didn’t see due to the fact he had closed his eyes and
thrown his hand across his eyes in dramatics, “I agree with you one hundred
percent, Malfoy.”
Draco
opened one eye and cocked his head to the side, “Seems like we’ve found common
ground, Potter.”
“For once,”
Harry chuckled softly and tapped his feet to the music. Despite the fact they
were in the Wizzarding world, some Muggle music had been played for the muggle
borns.
“Do you
dance Potter?” Harry started at this, and glanced over at Malfoy, who had a
truly curious look on his face.
“On
occasion,” He had said it before he had even thought to catch himself, though
his sexual preferences were known in the school, he wasn’t sure of Draco’s and
wasn’t exactly sure of what the blonde boy was implying.
The song
that had just been playing ended and Draco held out his hand, “Care to dance
with me then?”
Harry
blinked and accepted the hand with only a moments hesitation, to be honest,
anything was better then sitting at that table being miserable, and he wasn’t
one to turn down a dance offered by a handsome boy.
There’s
a change of pace
Of
fantasy and taste
Do you
like good music?
Do you
like to dance?
Harry
sighed softly when he felt Draco’s hands come to encircle his waist, he
responded by wrapping his own arms around Draco’s shoulders and started to move
his hips to the beat, never breaking eye contact with the silver princeling.
Hangin’
out by a body shop at night
Ain’t it
strange what we do to feel alright?
“Oh yeah,”
Harry heard himself whisper softly, resting his head against Draco’s shoulder,
the boy as slightly taller then himself, so it fit quite nicely in the nook
between his shoulder and his neck.
So when
will you call?
I am experienced
“I am you
know,” Draco breathed softly into Harry’s ear, “Experienced I mean, I know what
to do…”
Harry didn’t even have time to
contemplate the numerous meanings in that single phrase before he was hit with
the chorus.
And back to back
Draco slid his hands carefully into Harry’s pants
pockets, and pushed himself closer to the green-eyed boy before him, lightly
sliding there pants together in the process.
My sex attack
Harry felt Draco push himself
closer to the boy; so that there was no way that they couldn’t be grinding
against one another. Harry snickered softly; he certainly could feel the
sex attack.
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Harry moaned softly, he could feel his own arousal
growing in his jeans, making them uncomfortably tight; he pressed himself
harder, if possible, against the blonde boy.
It’s after midnight
Are you feeling alright?
“Yessss…” Draco hissed softly, resting his head
against Harry’s, which was still placed against the boys shoulder. “I’m doing
wonderfully.”
Harry chuckled as he felt Draco increase the pace of
there dancing, until he felt the wonderful friction that is… it was then he
continued to moan softly.
Turn on the light babe
Are you someone else tonight?
That thought passed through Harry’s head. What was
he doing? Yes, he would admit he found Draco extremely attractive, but why was
he dancing like this… with the boy who had tried to make his life a living
hell?
Neighbor to neighbor, door to door
Don’t ask questions, there’s time for it all
That was true… why dwell on the past, why ask all
these questions when he was happier then he had been for about three months.
Harry decided just to let go and allow his body to succumb to the pleasure he
was currently feeling.
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My flesh attack
The boys were grinding against one another with a
continuing need for the others touch. They didn’t realize however, how much
attention they were getting by their dance. They both had their eyes closed and
were too much involved in the other to care.
Sing it
Flesh, Flesh for Fantasy
We cry
Flesh, Flesh for Fantasy
Harry gasped softly as he felt on of Draco’s hands
slip up the front of his shirt and run sensually against his already over
sensitive skin. He heard Draco chuckle slightly and Harry bit the Slytherin’s
neck softly in retribution.
I sing for culture
Father loves his son
Mother’s, daughter too
It’s an old, old story
Cries the new world too
They both chuckled softly at that, Harry didn’t want
to imagine what would happen if Lucius of Narcissa caught there son dancing
with him; especially in the way which they were dancing.
Flesh, Flesh for Fantasy
We cry
Flesh, Flesh for Fantasy
We cry
Flesh, Flesh for Fantasy
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Harry opened his eyes when he felt a hand on his
cheek, looking questioningly at the Slytherin, “Draco, what…”
He silenced him with a simple finger to his lips,
leaning forward, until there mouths were mere millimeters apart, “I want to
kiss you…” Draco breathed, and started to move forward to close the tiny gap
between Harry’s edger lips and his own.
“HARRY JAMES POTTER, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE
DOING!”
Enjoy the crime, you do the time
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