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The Debt	By : Daktalakpak Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14981 -:- 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.

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AN: I had several different scenarios in my mind how to keep going on from this point. The end is clear to me but some things between that and this are unclear. Hope you enjoy this!

Chapter Twelve

Harry glanced at the merry group of friends and contemplated on how to take care of this situation. Malfoy was waiting outside and could not be ignored unless he wanted to get him into trouble, it was past curfew after all. He tapped the letter against his lips for a moment and then sprang into action.

He walked over to the entrance, opened it and said loudly enough, “You may come in, Draco.”

The blond on the other side of the portrait looked confused for a split second but then climbed into the common room.

The party was interrupted as all the others were suddenly quiet. Harry guided Malfoy towards them. “Everyone, this is my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy,” he said as steadily as he could.

To say that the people were stunned would be an understatement. They were all in some level of shock because no one said anything even when Malfoy greeted them back.

Harry had to break the uncomfortable silence. “I’m sorry I did not tell you guys sooner but you would have heard it at breakfast anyway.”

That made Ron wake up from his shock. “Mate, this has to be a joke, right?”

Harry shook his head. “Ron, we’ll talk in the morning, ok? This is a long story and you need to hear it all.”

Ron looked rather pale but Harry ignored that as he pushed Malfoy ahead towards the stairs of the dormitories.

The people started talking as soon as they disappeared up the stairs. Harry didn’t want to stay and listen so he hurried away with Malfoy.

“I would be right to assume that was some kind of revenge?” Draco asked as soon as the door closed behind them.

Harry walked to his bed and turned to glare at the blond haired boy. “Damn right it was! Who the hell are you to do such a thing in public!”

Draco snorted, ”You could have easily shrugged it off as a prank from my side if you really wanted to.”

Harry huffed in annoyance. “Yeah and you know just how much everyone does believe me. If you have ever read the Prophet you should know just how miserable my life has been and how I cry after my parents every night!”

Draco laughed and the joyous sound made Harry to lose his anger.

“You are priceless, Potter! You should know that I read every single article about you and that made me doubt the facts about you even more.”

Harry did not know what to say. He knew that people read the stories and believed in them but that Malfoy read them too. He had always thought that the Slytherin did not want anything to do with him.

As he was deep in thought Draco had walked up to him. “Stop thinking, Potter, you will hurt yourself,” he said, sitting down on Harry’s bed. “This looks cozy,” he commented as he looked around. “If you like red that is.”

Harry turned to look at him. “I don’t care about colours that much.”

Draco smiled at him. “You know that green would look good on you.”

“Are you implying that I should have been in the same house with you?”

Draco pulled him between his legs by his arm. “We could have had so much fun if you had.”

Harry had to smile. This was why he liked Malfoy. The other boy always knew how to push him in the direction he wanted. He hated to be controlled but the way Malfoy did it was just right. It didn’t bother him because he always had a way to escape but tonight he did not want to escape. He was angry but what was done was done. There was no use to cry over spilled milk.

He leaned over to kiss the blond. Draco wrapped his arms around his waist. This was what Harry needed. He pushed the blond on the bed, crawling on top of him without breaking the kiss for too long.

He sat up to look at Draco who smiled at him.

“You do know you just officially declared me your boyfriend,” the blond said.

Harry frowned. “Yeah I did. You got some problems with that? Oh wait, you were to one who kissed me in public to announce just that,” he said and poked Draco in the chest.

Draco captured his hand and kissed his fingers. “Exactly,” he murmured.

“You are distracting me,” Harry said quietly.

“Yeah?” Draco lifted his brows and yanked Harry down to a kiss. “You should stop being so distracting then,” he said and kissed him again.

--..--..--

Harry sighed as he lied on top of the blond. The curtains were closed and they were under covers. Harry was in heaven and the sensation was emphasized by the softness on Draco’s skin. He couldn’t get enough of it.

Draco’s fingers were lazily moving up and down on his arm. “Hmm.”

Harry lifted his head to look at him with asking eyes.

“I think we should go to breakfast together tomorrow.”

Harry closed his eyes. He wanted to pinch his nose. “We might just as well get it done and over with. I hate rumours.”

He didn’t see the smirk on the blond haired boy’s face. “We could show them a remake of what happened after the game.”

Harry’s eyes snapped open. “If you dare kiss me in front of the whole student body I will kill you,” he said with a low and murderous voice.

“Ok, ok! Calm down, love,” Draco’s hand found his and he gave it a squeeze. “Besides I don’t want all of them to see you look so cute when you blush after every time I kiss you.”

“Pfft!” Harry pulled his hand free. “As if that happens!”

He was pulled roughly upwards by his arms and kissed almost just as roughly. A hand found his cock too which made him jump and break the kiss.

“That is cheating!” he exclaimed with a faint blush on his cheeks. “I should have known better than trust a Slytherin.”

Draco looked at him with a bit surprised look on his face. “You say you trust me?”

Harry looked away. “I guess I do.”

He was dragged down to another kiss. “Thank you,” Draco said and proceeded to claim the body of the raven headed boy again.

--..--..--

Harry nervously tucked his shirt and tie as they walked down towards the Great Hall. Draco chuckled beside him, “We’ll be fine.”

“I know,” Harry answered but still get glancing nervously around.

Draco draped his arm over Harry’s shoulders. “Come on, they won’t eat you but if they try, I will protect you.”

Harry glared at him. “Says a guy who got stabbed and almost died.”

Draco pulled Harry’s face close to his. “Says a guy who has a hero complex and saved the said guy.”

Harry rolled his eyes. They reached the double doors quicker than he had hoped.

They went in with the other Gryffindors who had gotten used to the weirdness already. Draco suspected that it had something to do with the so called courage the house was supposed to possess. When they entered no one seemed to notice at first but when they walked down the ail towards couple of free spots near none other than Hermione Granger, people started turning, whispering to each other and pointing at them.

Despite his courage Harry felt nervous under all those gazes. He grabbed hold of Draco’s robes and squeezed it tightly into a fist. Draco briefly touched his arm as a reassurance.

Hermione glanced at them when they were coming near but she did a double take when she saw who Harry was with. “Harry!” Her toast fell from her hands on the table as she just looked at them with disbelief.

“Hi Hermione,” Harry said carefully. “It is as you fear.”

Hermione shook her head and closed her eyes for a moment. She lifted her gaze back to Harry. “I don’t know what to say, Harry. He certainly isn’t the person I thought you were talking about.”

“Granger, no offense but, this really isn’t any of your business. I’ll stay with Harry even if you don’t approve,” Draco said as he tightened his hold of Harry.

“Hey!” Harry exclaimed.

“It’s ok, Harry,” Hermione said. “It is as he said. It really isn’t my place to judge you or anything. I just want you to be happy and if you think that this.. young man here is what you need then so be it,” she said and left.

Harry glanced after her. “I think you made her angry, Draco.”

“She is just sensitive.” The blond shrugged. “But let’s eat. I’m starving after last night.” He let go of Harry as he sat down.

Harry smacked his arm. “You idiot, keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you with a really painful way.”

Draco smirked back at him. “I want to see you try.”

--..--..--

The day went on with some issues. People were getting on Harry’s nerves as they were the hot topic of the day. Draco somehow managed to cling to him all day long. It was his luck that they shared every glass with the Slytherins that they had that day. Needless to say, he was distracted the whole day and got almost nothing done. Draco was always sitting next to him, leaning close as he had conveniently forgotten his own books back into his own room.

Harry wanted to roll his eyes when Draco once again leaned close, his breath ghosting over his skin. “Harry, you can turn the page now.”

He coughed into his hand. “Yeah, sorry.”

Draco must have noticed just how close they were because he glanced at their professor and the rest of the class. Next thing Harry noticed was a hand creeping up his thigh. Draco hot breath tickled his ear. “What would you say if we skip next class?”

Harry placed a hand over Draco’s wandering one and swallowed heavily. “Stop.”

Draco shifted little closer. “Why? You are enjoying this, right?” His hand snaked free from under Harry’s not so tight grip. He made Harry shiver as his hand found its way to the forbidden area.

“Draco,” he said with a low growl.

Draco gave a lick to the shell of his ear. Harry sucked in a breath and he glanced around the room but no one seemed to notice what they were doing in the back row. Even the Professor was instructing someone with enthusiasm and had her back turned towards them. Draco hand had found its way inside his jeans and was rubbing him in a rather stimulating way. On top of that Draco was nipping his earlobe while whispering his name into his ear. Harry bit down to his lower lip as his hands turned into fists.

“Please,” he whispered.

“Yes, Harry, please what?” Draco whispered back.

“Stop,” he said quietly. “Please, stop.” He grabbed a tight hold of Draco’s wrist, sinking his nails into his arm.

Draco let him go. “I get it, let me go,” he said and leaned away from him, coughing once.

Harry breathed in relief but it didn’t remove the problem he now had. He was going to make Draco pay after the class was over.

The class ended finally, it had been pure torture to Harry to sit still and pretend to be fine. He took hold of Draco’s hand, dragging him out of the classroom as fast as possible. Harry had no time to listen if Draco protested or not. They were close to the Slytherin dungeons so he headed towards it. When they reached the entrance he turned to face his devilish boyfriend. “We are going in and then I am doing you so good that you will wish you were dead,” he said with feverish gleam in his eyes. For the first time he saw Draco look scared for a split second.

When they reached Draco’s bed, Harry made good to his promise and they ended up skipping the next class after all.

AN: It is strange how one chapter can take months and this took couple of hours… I think I just wrote load of bullshit :D Oh well, the story continues.
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