Incurably Criminal

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Draco lay on his bed, contemplating what would happen if he could convince Harry to set fire to their dorm. Would he be expelled again? Maybe that would force his parents to pay attention to him. He soon grew bored and pulled out his cell phone. He flipped it open and hit speed dial.

"Y'hello," Blaise's voice came through the receiver.

"Blaise," Draco said in relief.

"Draco! How's the insane asylum?" Blaise laughed as he said this. He and Draco had been friends since before birth and had gone through elementary and middle school together. They'd been in the same high school for a while, until Draco had been expelled, of course.

"Boring as hell," Draco drawled to his friend.

"No hot guys?" he asked sympathetically. "After Peter, I don't suppose the principal has a son?" Blaise asked mischievously and Draco had to smile.

"My roommate is pretty hot, but man is he an asshole!" Draco told Blaise.

"So no chance?" Blaise asked.

"Oh, no. I'm still gonna fuck him, I just don't like him."

Blaise laughed at him. Draco laughed along with him.

The door to the room creaked open and Harry edged inside. He saw Draco sitting on the bed talking on the phone and gave up trying to be quiet. He walked over to his dresser and stripped off his clothes and grabbed a towel. Draco watched him go, still listening to Blaise.

"Hey, guess what I heard," Blaise said.

"What did you hear?" Draco asked curiously.

"Stonebrooke finally has enough money to rebuild the chem. lab you so easily destroyed."

"Wow, it's taken them a long time. I mean, I blew up that building over two years ago," Draco replied.

Harry listened closely as he gathered his things for his shower. Draco had blown up a building? Maybe he wasn't too bad after all.

"Yeah, and I think they might have finally fixed all the computers."

Draco burst out laughing and Blaise joined him. Harry gave him a peculiar look, but Draco was too busy laughing to notice.

"Do remember how long it took us erase all the hard drives in ALL those computers? And then you didn't even get in trouble for it! I got expelled, and you got a detention." Draco said this all while laughing. He wasn't mad at Blaise for any of it.

"Yeah, those were the days," Blaise sighed reminiscently and Draco smiled sadly. He wished he could go back to the days when he had friends at school. Blaise had been his only ever true friend. All the rest just wanted his money or to be attached to his name like that Pansy girl at the last school.

Harry decided he'd heard enough and went to take a shower. Draco watched him disappear into the bathroom and wondered vaguely how long it would take to get him.

"So what are you going to do there?" Blaise asked. Draco sighed.

"I don't know, everything's shit here. I guess I'll have to find my self a piece of ass."

Blaise laughed.

"Well, I'm sure you'll manage," he replied. Draco rolled his eyes and after saying good bye, hung up the phone. He wondered what kind of guys they had around here. Obviously they were all bad boys, but some had to be passable, right? His thoughts drifted to Harry in the shower. He was definitely passable and Weasley, he was... not his type, Draco decided.

Meanwhile in the shower, Harry's thoughts drifted to Draco's perfect body. He wondered how soft his skin really was that soft. He remembered what Dean had said about him being expelled from six schools, what had caused all those expulsions? Was he really that bad? He didn't seem to be, but he'd only known him for about twenty minutes.

Harry's thoughts drifted back to Draco's body again. He felt his cock grow stiff at the thought and he slid a hand down. He stroked himself, imagining Draco's perfect lips enveloping his hard cock. He closed his eyes and imagined Draco's hand on his body. He increased the pace and his breathing increased as well.

His breath caught as he stroked harder and faster, within minutes white, hot cum splashed the wall of the shower and Harry opened his eyes and allowed the water to wash away all traces. He stepped out minutes later and wrapped a towel around his waist.

He came out of the bathroom to find Draco already in bed. He dressed quietly and slipped into his bed. He listened to Draco breathing for a while before falling to sleep himself.

The next morning, Draco woke early, as was his custom, and took a quick shower. He dressed quietly and slipped out the door. He went down to the breakfast room and sat down at a table. He was joined moments later by Ron.

"Hey, mate, feeling better today?" he asked. Draco gave him a scathing look.

"I was until you sat down."

Ron furrowed his eyebrows and Draco smirked.

"You should try being nicer to people," Ron told him. Draco scoffed.

"Thanks, Weasel, but I don't need your advice," Draco drawled maliciously. Ron's eyes narrowed in dislike and he left the table. Draco watched Ron's retreating back and sighed quietly to himself, knowing he was right. Draco ate his meal in peaceful silence and then returned to the dorm. Harry was up by then and sat at a desk doing homework.

"You're doing homework?" Draco asked in disbelief. Harry looked at him with a 'so?' look. Draco rolled his eyes. He went over to his bed and sat down on it. He was bored again. Didn't they do anything in this school?

After ten minutes of sitting in silence, Harry put away his paper and turned in his chair to look at Draco. Draco was again lying on his back staring at the ceiling.

Draco stared at the shapes made on the ceiling by the light. If he squinted hard enough one spot almost looked like a heart.

'Too bad I don't have a heart,' he thought sadly. 'Things would be so much easier if I could let go of the past.'

Harry had been watching him for several moments and watched as it looked like Draco was deep in though. He stood up and crossed the room. He crawled on top of Draco, his legs straddling his side. Draco just looked at him.

"What?" he asked. Harry shifted and pinned Draco's hand above his head. Draco still didn't react. He gave Harry a look signifying he still wanted an answer. Harry thought for a minute.

"I want to fuck you," he said.

"Who doesn't?" Draco asked. He'd heard this spiel many times before. Harry's eyebrows contracted slightly. This was clearly not the reaction he'd been expecting.

"I want to now," Harry replied. Draco tried to shrug, but couldn't really since his hands were pinned in an awkward position for shrugging. "You're okay with that?" he asked, a little confused.

"I don't really care," Draco drawled. "It's either you or I find someone else. There must be some decent people here." Harry was very confused. He'd expected Draco to refuse. He hadn't even been sure that Draco was gay. "Do you want to?" he asked Harry pressingly and shifted his body so that his erection was pressing into Harry's leg. Harry bit his lip, fighting to stay in control.

Harry's response was to remove Draco's button down shirt quickly and throw away his pants. He quickly removed his own garments. Draco didn't try to escape at any point. Harry leaned in to kiss Draco, but Draco put up a hand to stop him.

"Uh, no kissing." Harry looked at him questioningly and Draco sighed laboriously. "Kissing makes everything... messy. I'd rather this not be like that since you annoy me to no end."

Harry glared at him, and Draco just smirked. Finally, he rolled his eyes and let it go.

Harry leaned down instead and kissed Draco's neck, his hot tongue swirling over the pale skin, licking a path up to Draco's ear then blowing hot air across it. Draco positioned his head back to give better access. He moaned softly as Harry's tongue traveled down his neck, nipping and sucking as it went. Harry, it turned out, had a tongue stud. The metal scraped Draco's neck sending shivers down his spine.

Harry released his hands and Draco slid one onto Harry's stomach. Harry groaned as Draco's hand caressed his skin. Harry moved from his neck to his chest. His tongue swirled circles around Draco's tender nipples.

Draco moaned appreciatively as Harry pulled on one of his nipples with his teeth. Draco's hand slid down to grip Harry's ass. Harry moaned in response and moved closer. He ground his hips into Draco, causing him to arch into him, blood rushing to the already hardened member.

Harry ran his hands nimbly over Draco's body, grazing his thigh lightly, enjoying the fact that Draco's body seemed to jump under his touch. He fluttered his fingers over Draco's body, traveling up to tweak at his nipples, earning himself a loud moan from the blond boy.

Harry grinned wickedly up at the writhing boy underneath him. His hands left Draco's body, ignoring the noise of loss emitted when he did so. He reached over Draco to his own bedside table and pulled out a condom and lube from the drawer. He poured out a liberal amount of lube onto his fingers, sliding the substance over his fingers and rubbing it on his throbbing member.

He heard Draco's breath catch in his throat as he slid a finger into his opening, pushing it in up until hic finger was buried up to his knuckle in the blond boy. He worked the finger around, brushing against the bundle of nerves inside him, receiving a gasp in return. He added a second finger to make absolutely sure. He thrust in his fingers, widening and stretching the hole.

Finally, he deemed Draco ready. He was unable to hold on much longer himself. The sight of Draco on the bed, mumbling incoherently for him to continue was sending the blood rushing straight to his groin. He groaned in expectation as he removed his fingers only to replace them with his pulsing cock.

He nudged the tip of his erection at the entrance of Draco's hole. He positioned himself carefully, Draco's legs propped up on his shoulders as he pushed himself in slowly and carefully. He gritted his teeth as his cock was surrounded by hot, tight warmth. Draco let out a hiss of pain as Harry moved within him, shifting his body and angling himself differently.

He felt Draco tighten around him, his muscles clenching down on Harry's length. It drove Harry's desire to new levels. He slid out slowly, almost agonizingly then slammed back in, causing Draco to cry out.

"Fuck, Potter!" he gasped, his hands curling around the sheets, squeezing them tightly as his body was plundered by Harry's eager cock. Harry thrust back in, this time Draco's body arched upward, engulfing Harry's cock and driving it deeper into his body.

Harry had to stop a second to gain his breath back as his cock pulsed inside Draco. Draco shifted, shoving his body upward in an effort to get Harry to continue. Harry soon recovered, sliding out and slamming unforgivingly into Draco.

"God, Potter!" Draco yelled as Harry pounded once more into his body. Harry kept going, breathing hard. He moved in a frantic rhythm, thrusting wildly into the thrashing boy beneath him. He pushed in harder, wanting more. He felt Draco's muscles contract once more over his cock and knew it was all over. He lost himself in a haze of white as he came forcefully, shooting cum deep inside Draco's body. He felt Draco's hot cum splattering over his chest as well and knew he had been unable to hold on either.

He collapsed on top of Draco, breathing hard. He rolled off of him, his chest heaving as he waited for his body to calm down. Beside him, Draco also lay, panting harshly, staring at the ceiling. Finally, Harry picked himself up off the bed with difficulty. He grabbed his clothes and made for the bathroom to clean himself up without a word to Draco. Draco didn't spare him as a glance as he pushed himself off the bed, cleaning himself up with a towel. He redressed and he and Harry simply continued the day as though nothing had happened.

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A/N: Wow! So many great reviews on just the first chapter! I hope Draco lives up to everyone's expetation. I certainly like him and always have. Please keep reviewing to satisfy my thirst!! HEHE

Okay, someone said Draco had no depth, so i've added some, i hope. He has depth! It's just not here yet...Give it time...