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How was your day?	By : CalyB Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5066 -:- 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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A/N: This wasn�t supposed to be a multi chapter story but Draco would just not leave me alone about having to tell �his side� so here it is. There is also one more chapter on the way I s I should have it up very soon - no seriously, very soon.
For anyone who�s interested in �The Dragon� or anything else I might be getting up to, or if you just want to drop me a line, please refer to the link in my profile. I will be putting my fics up there along with any info on Dra Dragon� for anyone that�s interested.
IMPORTANT NOTICE: I am in need of a beta. Although I love the one I have dearly - she is family after all. I need a new one due to her desire to go back to school. Also, I would like for someone (whoever would be interested in doing so) to re-beta �The Dragon� from chapter 1 onward. As I am sure some of you have noticed there are many many mistakes in that particular story that I would like to have rectified. So, if you are at all interested please email me. And at the risk of being snobbish I ask that you show me your skills in your email� no internet speak please.
Disclaimer: Sadly no, they are not mine. And just so you know I cry every time I have to write that.
Thank you as always to the lovely Lucy for all her help and encouragement.
On with the show.

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I could tell Harry Potter wanted me the first time I caught him using his invisibility cloak to spy on me in the prefect�s bath. Well not so much as caught him, as I just knew he was there. Not knew exactly but had a feeling - a very strong feeling. In any case, this is what caused me to attack - I mean approach him that first time behind the Quidditch shed, I knew he wanted me and isn�t the golden boy always supposed to get what he wants? Why are you looking at me like that? He does so want me! Why did I even think for a moment you would be able to understand this? You don�t know anything! What was that? Oh, you think I�m lying do you? I�m what - deluded? I am not deluded! I am perfectly sane thank you very much! What was that? Are you trying to imply that I am being less than honest? I�ll have you know that I never lie� much� unless it�s important� or I think I should. Doesn�t matter, I am not a liar� so there!
MOVING ON!
So you see, pulling Potter behind that Quidditch shed, had nothing to do with me. I was just fulfilling my obligation to Wizarding kind. What do you mean what obligation? The one to keep �The Boy who Lived� happy of course. Isn�t that the responsibility of every living witch and wizard? It�s not? Humph, well� it should be. Because I said so, that�s why! Besides, what if he were to get pissed at all of us, and take off somewhere - refusing to kill Voldemort before he left? Then where would we be, hmmm?
Don�t you walk away from me! I don�t care if you�re not interested! You will sit down and you will listen� and you will like it. Oh fine then, go ahead and leave. But if you do, I can�t promise you�ll wake up in the morning. I thought so. Now where was I? Oh yes, Harry Potter�s infinite lust for my gorgeous body - do that again and I will slap you, so help me. No one dry heaves in my presence� especially when it�s concerning me.
Now if you�re quite finished interrupting me, I would like to get on with my story. So, like I was saying. Harry Potter is very much in love with me, and since he�s not exactly a troll, I decided to give him what he wanted. He didn�t exactly respond like I had expected that first time� not right away anyway. He was a little shy I think, he just sort of slumped back against the shed wall and allowed me to kiss him. No, he wasn�t exactly what I would call a good kisser that first time, but I knew he�d learn� I would make sure of that.
So you can imagine my surprise, when I was walking along after potions and was slammed - rather forcefully - into the hard stone. My first instinct was to fight, that is, until I felt a familiar body melt into mine, and a very familiar pair of lips descend upon my own. Of course I opened my eyes a bit, just to take a peak. What? I had to make sure it was Potter didn�t I? I just couldn�t go on snogging some random person in the schools hallway now could I? How dare you say that! I am not a slut! I am very selective about my bed partners thank you very much. Whatever, may I continue please! Thank You. So, Potter has me pushed up against this wall and it is honestly one of the hottest things I�ve ever experienced� he must be a fast learner. So, I reached my arms behind his back to pull him closer - which elicited the most erotic moan from him - at the exact moment he started to slide his hands under my shirt. Unfortunately everyone�s favorite potions master happened to pick that precise moment to come around the corner and tear us apart.
After that Harry pretty much avoided me, which I thought odd considering he was the one in love with me, but whatever. So, I did the only logical thing I could think of� I stalked him. Well, not stalk so much as waited around places I knew he�d be, but he was never alone! And contrary to popular opinion, the group thing�s not my scene. My hard work and dedication finally paid off, when I was on my way to the prefects bath - No! to bathe, you bitch - and saw Harry slipping in� alone. I cast a glance around the hallway to make sure no one was coming, then went in myself - making sure to cast a few silencing and locking charms, for� well� you know. Say that again and I�ll light your hair on fire and stop interrupting me damn it! Where was I? Oh yeah, the prefect�s bath� picture this.
*FLASHBACK*
By the time I reached the tub Potter was already in there, gloriously naked and quite obviously enjoying himself. Not being one to waste time, I removed myself from my clothes and slipped in, on the opposite end of course� I was naked after all and I didn�t want the poor boy to have an aneurism or anything. So, I just sat back and watched, which obviously unnerved him slightly.
�What Malfoy?�
�What do you mean �What� Harry?�
�What do you want� and don�t call me Harry.�
�I don�t want anything Harry.�
�Then stop staring at me and for god�s sake would you give me some room! This tub is plenty big� you don�t have to be practically on top of me you know.�
I must say I was a little shocked by his reaction. So, I just assumed he was playing hard to get and decided I would have to give him a little nudge.
�But what if I want to be on top of you?�
�Why would you - oh you really are disgusting Malfoy.�
�You didn�t seem to think so in the hall the other day.�
�I was punishing you!�
�What about the Quidditch shed?�
�That wasn�t my fault! You attacked me.�
I could have argued with that statement but I opted to take the opportunity to step up my seduction and moved in closer - bringing my face mere inches from his.
�You seemed to enjoy it at the time. If I didn�t know better, I�d say you were enjoying this as well.�
�Enjoying what exactly?�
�Me. Being this close to you.�
�You�re delusional Malfoy.�
�You�re hard Potter.�
�That has nothing to do with you! If you must know I was wanking before you came in. So there!�
�Really?�
�Yes!�
�What where you thinking about then?�
�What?�
I moved a little closer - -grazing my hand over his cock slightly as I did so. He groaned at the action, letting his head fall back against the tub. Taking this as an invitation to continue, I wrapped my hand around him fully, and began to stroke languidly - bringing my lips to his ear.
�Where you thinking of me Harry?�
I quickened my pace and his breath hitched slightly - he nodded.
�What was I doing to you Harry? Were we doing this?�
He began to whimper as I tightened my grasp but again shook his head.
�No? What then Harry? You can tell me. Were you fucking me?�
He nodded softly and I knew I had him. No going back now Potter.
�Was I screaming for you Harry? Was I begging for it? Did I call out your name? Ohh Harry� ohh Yes� fuck me� harder� yeah like that� uh huh� ohhh yessss� faster� please� more� yesyesyesyesyesyes. Something like that perhaps?�
I flicked my tongue against his ear and felt him shiver in reply� this is too much fun.
�Not just yet love.�
I replaced my hands with my mouth and barely even get one good suck in before he started convulsing� I thought it was quite rude, but didn�t comment on the subject.
Next thing I knew he was all but flying over me, grabbing his clothes and running out the door. But that�s just like him isn�t it? To think only of himself, leaving me alone to finish myself off� typical.
*END FLASHBACK*
After that Potter started avoiding me like the plague� very bad manners that one has. I was at loss. I had absolutely no idea what else to do. I knew he wanted me and I had offered myself to him a number of times, but he�s just too honorable for his own good I suppose. He probably thought he�d be taking advantage of me or something� bloody Gryffindors. Not to mention, he was once again - never alone! So I had to revert back to my old tactic of following him around - very stealthy I might add - hoping I could catch him unaccompanied.
Once again my dedication to get in Potter�s pants paid off, as I came upon him flying one night� all alone. Unfortunately, it was bloody cold out so I opted not to stand in the tundra waiting for him. Instead, I took a gamble and headed for the Gryffindor changing rooms. Trusting he would either see me go in there and follow, or come to take a shower. I would have preferred the former however, being that I wanted him to chase me for a change; I was bloody tired of doing the work! He was the one who wanted my Adonis like body (not the other way around) - Take that back this instant! I�ll have you know there are hundreds, possibly thousands of people who want to have sex with me! What? I hate you. Argh� I told you to stop interrupting me! Oh so that�s your plan isn�t it? Keep interrupting me and maybe just maybe you�ll piss me off enough so I�ll stop telling my little tale eh? Well too bad because I am going to finish I - ENOUGH - Gryffindor Changing rooms, picture this.
*FLASHBACK*
Once I entered the room a single thought occurred to me - Gryffindors are pigs. There were random towels and quidditch uniforms everywhere. Not wanting to touch anything with my hands - I didn�t want to catch anything - I used my wand to slide some dirty towels off a bench and sat down. I became bored very easily, waiting for Potter and took to cleaning out from under my fingernails to amuse myself. I resent that! There is nothing wrong with being clean� you should try it some time - heathen!
Soon enough however, the golden boy himself walked in, looking nice and disheveled from flying. I wanted to jump him instantly� then he opened his mouth.
�What are you doing in here Malfoy? Did you not notice the �Gryffindor Changing Rooms� sign above the door?�
I flicked the last vestige of dirt from underneath then brought my eyes up - seductively - to meet his.
�You�ve been avoiding me Harry.�
Tis true, I do not like it� not one bit.
�I always avoid you Malfoy.�
I stood up wordlessly and began to move closer to him, but for some reason he started to back away. I instantly decided I couldn�t take any more of that shy Gryffindor bullshit� I�d had enough. Fortunately for me he backed straight up into a wall, after that, there was no where for my little one to go. I closed the distance between us - placing my hands on either side of his head.
�Harry, Harry, Harry� I don�t like being ignored.�
�Uhhh, Malfoy? Think you could back up a bit?�
I leaned my head to side as if considering the question before, smiling predatorily as I pushed him even furtintointo the wall.
�No, I don�t think I can.�
Finally having my prey where I wanted him, I brought a knee up between his legs - applying the slightest amount of pressure. He groaned softly tilting his head back, I, took that as an invitation and slowly began to nibble, lick and kiss my way up and down his neck.
He began to grind himself against me, as I continued my assault on his most willing flesh. I, however, did not see the point in prolonging his torment for too long and began to run my hands under his shirt - whilst I simultaneously brought my lips to his ear.
�Do you want this Harry?�
�Oh� gods yes.�
He was so desperate.
�Do you want me Harry?�
�Yes� you always� wanted� please.�
He was so Mine.
That was all I needed to hear and before I realized what I had done, I found myself on my knees before him - hurriedly undoing and tugging down his trousers.
I�d seen more than my share of naked men in my life (Fuck you! I am not a man whore! I share a room with four other males and I happen to shower with them, so if you - oh you�re going to pay for that you bitch! But not until after I�m finished with my goddamn story! So sit back and up up for once in your life.) but I�d never seen one so utterly beautiful. I was in awe as I wrapped my hands around that perfect cock. Then, leaning my head down - I flicked my tongue lightly over the head, before ever so slowly taking a little in at time, using only the lightest suction. What? I said he was perfect, I didn�t say he had any stamina and I wanted it to last a little longer than the last time. Fortunately for him however, I got bored with that rather quickly and wanted nothing more than to fuck him against that wall. So, witht int in mind, I increased my pace and pressure - quickly bringing him to orgasm.
Once it was all over he collapsed against me - arms on either side of my shoulders, using me for what appeared to be much needed support. I on the other hand, am a very impatient person, (as I�m sure I�ve mentioned before) and I barely gave him time to catch his breath before I lifted him back up and spun him around to face the wall.
*END FLASHBACK*
I�m sure you can use your imagination for the rest. What hell are you talking about? Don�t you think I know that! I was there remember? I held him up that�s how. You�d love that wouldn�t you? For me to be making this up. Well sorry to disappoint, I�m not. You should have heard him too, moaning and carrying on like he did. I never would have pegged him for a screamer but scream he did, over and over. �Ohh Draco� yes� like that� please� more� harder� faster� etc�etc. Don�t you dare look at me like that! You�re just jealous you didn�t get there first. That�s it isn�t it? You want him don�t you? Sorry but he�s mine and if you touch him I�ll kill you. Don�t look so shocked, I am a Slytherin remember? We protect what�s ours. And Harry Pr isr is very much mine. Although, I might be persuaded to let you watch... if you�d like. Excuse me? I am not disgusting! Loads of people would kill for that opportunity.
Anyway that�s what happened. Harry Potter wanted me and I� had no choice but to give in to his desire. I think I made the right decision.
�What do you think Professor Snape?�
�I, think Mr. Malfoy, that it is time for you to go back to your room. As I have many hours of memory altering charms to place on myself.�
But I wasn�t finished!
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