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Forbidden	By : rubycrush Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 48060 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 15
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- 17
Chapter Summary: The boys are given detention together by an unlikely matchmaker.

A/N: I had to sneak in an obligatory detention fic somehow...hope you like it.

Chapter 16: The Detention
�I don�t understand, Severus,� Professor McGonagall said, looking between Harry and Draco at lunch on Thursday. �Last week they were obviously crazy about each other, and now they seem to be going out of their way to avoid each other completely.�

�Yes,� Snape said, broodingly. �I�ve noticed.�

�Have you spoken to Draco about his father�s meeting with Dumbledore this weekend?�

�No, he seems to be avoiding me. He probably thinks I�ve betrayed him to his father.� He hesitated, before continuing, almost sheepishly, �I may have made a mistake when I let him know I�d told Lucius about his friendship with Potter without explaining the situation. I should have told him in person.�

�You told him you�d told Lucius without explaining why?� Minerva hissed, her eyes flashing. �You�re more of an idiot than I ever thought you were, Severus Snape.� She tutted, shaking her head at him in disbelief. �Draco is probably terrified of his father�s reaction to your revelation. I�ll wager anything he pushed Harry away rather than try to justify his feelings to Lucius.�

Snape frowned, displeased at her criticism of him. �You can�t be sure of that,� he said, sulkily. �It�s more likely that Draco got sick and tired of Potter�s patently annoying nature and couldn�t stand to be around him anymore.�

McGonagall pressed her lips together firmly, and glowered at her friend, who also happened to be under her command when it came to the war effort against Voldemort. �Severus, if Draco and Harry don�t have a relationship, Lucius may not have enough incentive to come to our side. I suggest you try to fix your mistake before Dumbledore finds out you�ve destroyed any chance we have of gaining a very important ally. Get them back together.�

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Professor Snape sat at his desk, scowl firmly in place as he watched Harry and Draco ignore each other as they worked on their project. He was furious at Minerva. Who did she think he was, a bloody match maker? It would be so easy to explain everything to Draco if the dratted boy would only give him a few minutes in private, but Draco seemed intent on avoiding him.

Snape�s eyes narrowed as he caught Harry stealing a lovesick look at Draco when the blond�s head was turned. Hmmm...interesting. And there...Draco had just smelled the Gryffindor brat�s hair while pretending to check Potter�s work! But now they were glaring at each other and arguing about how to properly weigh out 3 cubic inches of swamp gas, and Harry had shoved Draco quite hard, inciting the Slytherin to shove him back with equal wrath. Suddenly, Snape saw his chance.

�Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, cease your childish behavior immediately!� he said, sharply, striding to their table. �Please don�t attempt to explain, Mr. Potter, I have no patience for those that disrupt my class. You will both serve detention with me tonight. I will expect you promptly at eight o�clock.� He turned to Draco, who was glaring at him with undisguised fury. He lowered his voice to a threatening whisper. �You will keep this appointment, Draco, or you will be stripped of your Prefect�s badge.� He turned swiftly, his robes billowing in a satisfyingly ominous way, and returned to his desk.

Those two were obviously still attracted to each other. He would find a way to induce a reconciliation.

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Harry and Draco stood in Professor Snape�s private stock room, surrounded by shelves of vials, jars, tins, ampoules, and glass bottles of every color. The Potions Master led them to a section that was lit by a soft red glow.

�You will open each container on these six shelves,� Snape said, indicating the shelves with a casual gesture. �Use this ledger to note the freshness of the contents by checking the smell, and then reseal and replace the container in its rightful place. If there is less than a quarter of the container left, indicate the need to reorder by placing a tick mark in the appropriate box. You will use no magic. Please turn over your wands.� He held out a long, pale hand, and smirked inwardly at the venomous glare from Draco as both boys gave up their wands. He handed Draco a quill and the ledger, and turned to leave. �Page 486,� he called over his shoulder, and closed the door to leave the boys alone in the dim red glow.

Draco still hadn�t looked at Harry, who was likewise keeping his eyes off the blond. He sat on the cold stone floor, placing the heavy ledger in his lap and opening it.

�All right, Potter,� he said, resignedly. �How about you open the containers and tell me what to note in the ledger?� He kept his eyes on the book, flipping the pages to find 486.

�Fine,� Harry muttered, wanting to get his detention over with as soon as possible. It was hard enough having to sit next to Draco in Potions when his heart still physically hurt. He really didn�t need the added stress of being alone in a stock room with the bastard for hours. He reached for the first vial on the top shelf, but a loud curse from Draco drew his attention to the blond.

�This is bloody unbelievable,� Draco muttered. �What is that sneaky fucking git trying to pull?�

�What�s going on?� Harry asked, looking down at the top of Draco�s head.

Draco looked up, his silver eyes flashing with an emotion Harry couldn�t quite determine. �Snape�s assigned us to the aphrodisiacs section.�

Harry�s eyes flew wide, and he clenched his jaw in rage. �Do the detention your damn self, Malfoy, I�m getting the hell out of here.� He stormed to the door, only to find Snape had locked them in. He kicked at it and cursed, shouting for Snape to come and unlock the door until his voice was hoarse.

�Potter, he�s not going to let us out until we�ve served our detentions, all right?� Draco called out over Harry�s curses. �Let�s just get it over with. I don�t like it any more than you do, believe me.� Draco shuddered, wondering what he could do to control himself if he had to be in such close proximity to Harry under the influence of some of these ingredients. He scanned the list in the ledger. Some of them were incredibly potent, and several listed the olfactory nerves as the primary access point. He mentally cursed Snape again. Note the smell of the contents, indeed. It was almost as if the sick bastard was trying to get them hot for each other.

Harry finally wore himself out battering the door, and he sunk to the floor in defeat. �Fine,� he said, tiredly, �let�s get it over with. But you�d better stay the fuck away from me, or I swear, when I get my wand back I�ll hex you so badly they�ll have to scrape what�s left of you off the floor.�

�Fine,� Draco said, irritably. �Although why you�d think I would want to touch you is beyond me. Anyone who�s been mucking about with simpering idiots like sweet little Carl is simply not to my taste, thanks.� He waited in vain for Harry to deny the accusation.

Harry growled in anger, but forced himself to rein in his temper and walk over to the shelves, telling himself that as long as he didn�t spill anything on himself or swallow anything, he would be fine. He took down the first vial roughly, determined to make this detention the fastest one he�d ever served.

Draco seethed, taking Harry�s silence as confirmation of something going on between him and Carl. He briefly considered telling Harry about the effects the smell of some of the ingredients might have on him, but the jealousy welling inside him seemed to have locked his jaw shut. He watched as Harry opened the vial, took a whiff, and peered at the swirling silver contents.

�Dove tears,� Harry read off the label, bluntly. �No smell, no need to reorder.� He plucked the next jar off the shelf. �Mandarin root, smells of earth and oranges, no need to reorder.�

Draco neatly jotted the observations down in the ledger as Harry continued down the shelf.

�Cacao bark,� Harry read, �smells like moss and chocolate.� He gulped. �No need to reorder.� His voice was slightly shaky.

Draco wrote in the ledger, his pulse racing. Cacao bark was one of the ingredients that worked on the sense of smell, and he could only imagine how Harry was being affected by the millions of tiny scent particles he had just inhaled.

Harry�s hand trembled as he reached for the next container. He had started sweating and was desperate to remove his robe, which felt incredibly heavy. His skin tingled as he checked the contents of several more jars and vials, and by the time he�d moved to the third shelf he had removed his robe and tie.

Draco dutifully filled the ledger in, trying to ignore his growing arousal as Harry�s voice grew more ragged and strained. Some of the scents had floated down to him, and he was finding it hard to keep himself focused on the ledger instead of his cock.

�Cardamom pods,� Harry said, in almost a groan. �Smells like fucking cardamom. No need to reorder.� He unbuttoned his shirt, and Draco couldn�t help but stare with his mouth open as a rivulet of sweat ran down the muscular planes of Harry�s chest. Harry caught him looking and closed his eyes, resting his head on the shelf. �I need to take a break,� he whispered, forcing himself to move away from Draco and away from the seductive red glow of the shelves.

Draco watched hungrily as Harry walked unsteadily to the door, only to find it was still locked. Harry was shaking, his cock was painfully hard, and every inch of his skin was tingling and hot. He leaned his back against a bare patch of wall, and the cold stone felt delicious on his heated skin. He shrugged out of his shirt, tossing it on the floor, and pressed his back into the stone again, sighing in relief at the temporary chill.
�Are you all right?� Draco called, trying to ignore the blood pumping insistently to his groin at the sight of Harry�s bare torso.

Harry shook his head miserably in the negative, feeling his treacherous body responding to the very sound of Draco�s voice. �I have to get out of here,� Harry gasped, fighting the compulsion to strip out of the rest of his clothes and throw himself at the blond.

Draco laid the ledger on the floor, and walked towards Harry, telling himself he was just going to check that the other boy was all right, nothing more.

�Don�t,� Harry whispered, as he saw Draco approaching. He looked on helplessly as Draco drew closer, unable to move for the painful desire that was gripping him so powerfully, causing every breath he took to connect directly with his cock.

Draco stopped less than three feet from Harry, his eyes dark with lust, and he removed his robe, letting it drop to the ground with Harry�s discarded shirt. He leaned his back against the wall next to Harry, looking at the dark haired boy, who currently had his eyes squeezed shut. �It�s ok,� Draco murmured, �I just want to help.�

Harry opened his eyes to look at Draco, and desire surged through him. He groaned, turning away.

�Look,� Draco said, his voice soft and dripping with lust. �I don�t know why, but I think Snape did this to us on purpose. It isn�t something we can control.� His eyes lingered longingly over Harry�s heaving chest and hardened nipples. �Do you want me to touch you? I promise I won�t taunt you about this later...�

Harry shook his head with a small, bitter snort of laughter. �I�ll never be that desperate, Malfoy,� he said with difficulty, wanting nothing more than to strip Draco with his teeth.

�Fair enough,� Draco said, exhaling painfully. He turned away from Harry, undid his trousers, and groaned as he freed his leaking cock.

�Oh Merlin, what are you doing?� Harry moaned, unable to look away as Draco started pumping his fist around his glistening prick.

�You...won�t let me touch you.... so I�m touching myself,� Draco said, breathlessly, his eyes fixed on Harry�s flushed face.

�You fucking bastard,� Harry muttered, before undoing his own trousers and pushing them down hurriedly. He yelped as he firmly grasped his overly sensitive cock, sliding his fist up and down. He stopped to spit in his palm before continuing, whimpering at the sensations coursing through him. He kept his eyes tight shut, trying to pretend Draco wasn�t there, wanking right beside him.

Draco watched as Harry pleasured himself, his pulse racing at the erotic sight of Harry�s hands on his own body...one sliding quickly over his thick cock, the other splayed over his chest, his thumb rubbing his hard nipple. Merlin, he didn�t know how incredible he looked, with his head thrown back against the wall, his throat bared and begging to be sucked.

Harry bucked into his fist violently, crying out and arching away from the wall as he came, the thick drops splattering the floor in front of him. The sight sent Draco over the edge, and he found himself spurting strongly a second later, adding his come to Harry�s on the floor. Both boys were startled when they heard a click from the door. It had apparently unlocked itself.
A/N:
To Ashlee: Thanks for the cookies...chocolate chip, my fave. ;o)

To cutter: Thanks for the Harry plushie...if people tell you I�ve been snogging it every night, they are vindictive liars and you shouldn�t believe a word. ::cough::

To taisha_aviel: OUCH! Keep that pin away from my voodoo!arse, please...it�s very sensitive.

To roxierose13: Nooooooo...not the puppy dog eyes!!!

To Rhiannon U.L.: You understand completely. Sigh.

Thanks again to everyone who reviewed. Please let me know what you thought of the boys� trip to detention. It was a fun chapter for me to write. XOXO
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