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Disclaimer: No, I do not own any of them (sad,
isn’t it ?), but I just want them to have some fun…

Rating: R/NC17-ish

Pairing: HP/DM

GETTING EVEN

By Achilles

Minerva McGonagall walked quietly along the
passages surrounding Gryffindor Tower. She liked doing her rounds, knowing her
students respected her authority and therefore being able to enjoy a peaceful
solitude. Her walks always cleared her mind and made an excellent preparation
for a good night’s sleep. She was just about to call it a night when she
rounded the most remote corner of her territory. In a split second her feet
seemed glued to the ground, mouth falling open in shock. She blinked a few
times to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating. After pinching her cheek she could
only conclude the sight in front of her was as real as she was. And what a
sight it was !

There, in a deserted far away corner of the
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood one Draco Malfoy in all his
Slytherin glory. His robes laid in a puddle on the floor and his trousers were
tangled around his ankles. A white shirt hung loosely from his shoulders,
revealing a shock of pale alabaster skin. The seventh year didn’t seem to
notice he had attracted an audience and continued to alternate between biting
his lip and snaking his tongue out to run it lasciviously over the swollen
flesh. One hand was supporting his trembling frame against the wall, the other
one frantically fumbling with his taut nipples. He let out several loud
guttural moans, clearly riding high on the wave of pan. Mn. McGonagall tried
not to look down, but her resolve left her and to her own horror she had to
admit the boy looked like lust personified. His erection stood proud in the
moonlit passage, but before she would loose herself completely and take a
closer look, the professor composed herself and decided to put a stop to this
show, as exiting as it was.

It was a shame she didn’t watch a little
longer, for she would have had the spectacular sight of seeing Draco’s cock
disappear into thin air.

“Mr. Malfoy! I have never seen such a
despicable sight. How dare you soil this serene environment with your perverse
actions. Fifty points from Slytherin and I will see you tomorrow evening for a
well deserved detention, a time to contemplate about the proper behaviour you
appear to have forgotten about. Really, I would have expected more from a
prefect, a role model for the younger students.” She pursed her lips and to her
satisfaction she saw a pink blush spreading over the usually pearly-white
cheeks.

“I’ll get you for this, Potter.” Draco
hissed when he bent down to lift up his trousers and pick up his robes.

After the two were gone, stifled choking sounds
disrupted the silence. Finally Harry couldn’t contain himself any longer and
threw off his invisibility cloak. Tears were streaming down his face and he had
to steady himself against the wall in order not to fall on his knees. He was
sure he would never ever forget what had just happened. The look on
McGonagall’s face had been priceless and the way Draco had reacted, still in a
daze of passion, would be playing inside his head for a very long time. When he
suggested to Draco to meet up here, he never expected anyone to go this far in
the castle. The passage had looked deserted and the amount of dust made him
believe no one ever came here. It was so difficult to find a place like this in
such a crowded castle as Hogwarts. They had been unable to see each other for
two weeks now and the tension was killing them. Almost literally, because the
more sexually frustrated they became, the more they took their anger out on
each other during class. Even Snape had raised an eyebrow when Draco had been
particularly cruel to Harry. That’s when they decided they couldn’t wait any
longer and made arrangements to meet up here. Harry thought it would be cool to
suck Draco off while covered in his invisibility cloak. The vision of Draco on
the throes of passion, seemingly self-inflicted was good enough to finish off off as well and he had been working up to a blinding climax when their play had
been interrupted. He wondered how Draco would get back at him for this, because
Harry knew very well the blond Slytherin wouldn’t let this humiliation pass
that easily. His cock jumped in anticipation.

Two days later in Potions, Snape teamed
them up. Shooting a death glare in their direction, the tall professor warned
them not to blotch their potion by starting a fight. But he needn’t have
worried. A fight was the last thing on Draco’s mind. He got the idea when Snape
put them together recalling a confession made by a flustered and slightly drunk
Harry, who told him he had fantasized about the sarcastic professor talking him
into orgasm with that velvet baritone of his. Draco had to admit his Head of
House had a powerful sexual instrument at his disposal and he had often
wondered if Harry would indeed one day come in his pants only from listening to
the voice of the most loathed professor of all times, something the young
Gryffindor had admitted being close to on several occasions. Draco decided to
help fate a little.

While Snape summed up the ingredients and
explained how to make the potion, Draco knew it was now or never. Soon Snape
would start his tirade of bringing down the Gryffindors, something that got the
best out of that miraculous voice. Pretending to be stirring the cauldron with
his left hand he let his right slip under the table, working it’s way under
Harry’s robes.

The Gryffindor jumped up in his chair and
eyed his lover suspiciously.

“You bastard.” He spat under his breath,
trying to press his legs closer together so the sneaky Slytherin couldn’t tempt
him any longer.

But Draco’s fingers moved with a
determination that wasn’t about to let anything come between them and their
goal. When Harry felt the first caress on his bare flesh he nearly cried out.
His face was flustered and he was already rock hard. He desperately tried to
keep up appearances, but the way Draco was working him he knew it was only a
matter of time.

Then Snape moved over to their cauldron and
started to insult Harry’s qualities as a potions brewer. Harry let out a little
moan as he eve even harder. He threw one last pleading look at Draco, but
seeing the feral grin on that aristocratic face said enough. He tried to clear
his mind of all thoughts, hoping against hope his erection would go away. With
Draco’s continuous stimulation and Snape acting more acidly than ever, Harry’s
resolve crumbled and he felt his orgasm approaching. He squirmed in his chair,
aware of several students in his immediate surrounding turning to look at him.
His cheeks were burning now and it had nothing to do with the way Snape was
having a go at him, or at least not the way the other students thought.

At last Draco moved his thumb across the
head of Harry’s cock and grasped it more firmly, tugging harder and harder
until it seemed as if he was going to tear the climax out of Harry. Not being
able to concentrate on whatever was going on around hims mis mind swimming with
desire and all sorts of lustful fantasies, Harry felt the tension building
inside his balls, a familiar warmth spreading through him and before he could
stop himself he threw his head back, let out a loud cry and emptied himself in
his pants. He bucked up his hips, calling out “Yes! Yes! Oh, God so good!” riding
out his orgasm until the last drop was wrenched from him by Draco’s skilled
fingers.

When he regained consciousness he noticed
he was slumped back in his chair, his neck hurting from the unusual strain of
being thrown back in such a cramped manner. All of his fellow students except
one were staring at him in shock. He slowly turned his , re, reluctant to meet
Snape’s eyes, but he knew it was unavoidable.

“Potter. Malfoy. My office. Tonight. Eight
‘o clock sharp.”

He turned on his heels, but not before
Harry had seen the spark of interest in those black eyes. Draco nudged his arm.

“Did you see that ?”

When Harry nodded the blond Slytherin
continued. “Do I bring the lube or will you ?”

At first Harry was shocked, but then he
grinned widely. “No, I think he’ll have some of his own.”

It looked as if the boys had found a place
to meet up and shag each other senseless after all.

THE END
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