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Operation: Seduce Potter	By : kirlanna Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6793 -:- 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 ~ Once again, thanks to the lovely Phaet, who puts up with me bugging her.

And thanks for all the reviews. I�d just like to answer one. At the end of the last chapter, Draco said �touchy.� It was supposed to be touchy (touch-y) as opposed to touch� (two-chay) as it was a statement on Harry�s attitude towards Draco in the scene, whereas the dictionary describes touch� as "Used to acknowledge a hit in fencing or a successful criticism or an effective point in argument".
They were not arguing, but Harry had threatened Draco, and thus, touchy. ^_^
~Kiri

Beta Note: 'Touchy' is Brit slang for someone who's being overly sensitive, in a bad mood, irritable... pretty much the way Harry was acting at the end of the last chapter ^.~

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Harry woke up as the early morning light poured into the room through the open curtains. As he tossed and turned, trying to block the sunlight from his eyes, memories of last night slowly filtered back to him.

The rest of the previous day had passed quickly, Harry secluding himself in his room reading, and Draco busy who-knew-what. Not that Harry had cared what the other boy was up to, of course. After dinner, which had been eaten in silence, Harry had sat in the lounge close the empty fireplace, just staring into space.

�We need to talk, Potter.�

Harry turned towards the voice and saw Draco leaning against the door, arms crossed. Harry hadn�t taken in earlier what Draco had been wearing, and boy did he look hot! Tight black jeans with an untucked sapphire blue shirt. With his arms crossed, Harry could see every Quidditch-toned muscle. Having the boy here, alone, Harry didn�t know if he could control himself and stop from ravaging the blonde wizard. Harry had known that he�d liked boys since fifth year, and had had like Draco since the beginning of sixth. He only had to put up with two weeks of Malfoy before someone came to stay with them.

Can I take two weeks? Harry wondered as the older boy practically glided over towards him, comfortable ensconcing himself in the chair opposite Harry.

�Talk, Malfoy?�

�Talk, Potter.� Draco smirked.

�About what?�

�Me. You. Us. This,� Draco said, gesturing around the room.

Harry looked confused. �There is no �us�, Malfoy,� he replied firmly. Draco rolled his eyes in reply.

�I know how you feel about me, Pot�Harry.�

�I have no idea what you mean,� Harry said, panicking slightly.

Draco knelt in front of Harry and leaned in, brushing his lips against his companion�s. The kiss started gentle and Harry mewled a little as Draco's tongue swiped at his bottom lip, requesting entrance, which Harry gave him. Tongues tangled as Harry wrapped his arms around Draco�s shoulders, pulling himself closer as he slid off the chair and to his knees. Draco moaned softly as Harry�s roaming hands explored his chest through the shirt, and he imitated Harry�s movements.

Their bodies now flush, Harry groaned as their growing erections rubbed each other. He broke off sharply as the sound broke through the haze of pleasure; Draco smiled at him, grey eyes dark with lust.

Harry fled.

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He groaned and staggered into the bathroom, raking a hand through his messy hair and turning the shower on. Just the thought of what had happened affected his traitorous body, and Harry had to remind himself a few times as his hand strayed lower that it was Malfoy that he was thinking of, and Malfoy was the enemy.

But he felt good against you, rubbing, pinching, kissing. You know you want that mouth on you, sucking and teasing, making you explode with pleasure.

Harry groaned. His inner voice had now joined his body in betrayal. He shoved down his boxers, pumping his cock quick jerks. He screamed Malfoy�s name as he came, thankful of the silencing charm around his rooms.

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Draco had been up and plotting long before dawn: his plan was now fully formed. He hummed as he explained to Tizzy that he would be cooking "Master Harry's" breakfast. The elf protested, but Draco had insisted until she finally relented.

Stage One of Operation: Seduce Potter was nearly complete.

�Malfoy? Where�s Tizzy?� Harry yawned as he entered the room, sitting down at the table.

"I don�t know where she went,� Draco told him as he served up the crispy bacon and perfectly fried eggs. Harry simply raised an eyebrow at the statement before digging in.

�We need to talk Malfoy,� Harry said cautiously when both plates were empty.

Draco raised a blonde eyebrow in reply.

�Oh?�

�About last night.� Draco smirked, while Harry looked uncomfortable. �It didn�t happen and it won�t happen again, Malfoy. Understand?�

Draco tried his hardest to hide the grin his mouth wanted to curl into.

�So the kiss - the really good kiss - the exploration, the rubbing, moaning, gasping...� Draco purred as he got out of his chair and stalked over to Harry, who looked like he was torn between staying put and running for his life. �They never happened?� Draco leaned over and pressed his lips to Harry�s, who sighed and pulled away.

�I mean it, Malfoy,� Harry said shakily.

Draco smiled and shook his head. He knew Harry had enjoyed it, both last night and now.

�Mean what, Harry?� he purred, enjoying the startled look in the others� eyes.

�You know what I mean.� Harry gasped as Draco�s hands stoked his face. As quickly as they were there, they were gone, and Draco stood up tall.

�What are we doing today?� he demanded, ostensibly ignoring Harry's attempts to get his breathing under control. Draco loved that he made such a response in Harry�s body.

Harry shrugged. �I planned on reading or doing homework or something. There isn�t much in the way of entertainment around here... wizarding chess and exploding snap, but that�s about it, really. I keep meaning to buy some more games, both Muggle and wizarding, but never got round to it. I wasn't exactly expecting company, either.� The last was said with a glare at Draco, who smirked.

�Play you at chess,� Draco offered, rapidly revising Stage Two.

Harry gulped. The calculating expression on Malfoy's face didn�t bode well for him, and he shook his head.

�I�m gonna get my homework out of the way,� he stammered, making for the door.

�After dinner, then?� Draco asked pleadingly, quite easily pulling off puppy-dog eyes. Harry nodded and left as swiftly as his feet would carry him.

Draco smirked at Harry's retreating back. So far his plans were going well. Very well.

Harry wouldn�t know what hit him.

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The rest of the morning and early afternoon passed quickly. The sun had set by the time Draco gathered the chess set and went to find Harry in the sitting room.

�You promised me chess.�

Harry looked up from his work and grimaced.

�I�m not very good,� he admitted, and Draco�s grin grew wider.

�That�s alright. What do you say to dare chess?�

�Dare chess?�

�Yup. When someone captures a piece, the other person has to do a dare,� Draco said, setting the pieces up on the board. Harry narrowed his eyes suspiciously before agreeing. It wasn't like there was much else to do, after all.

The game progressed, and soon Harry was minus his jumper and tee-shirt, and had performed several dares involving hard liquour and eating vile food; Draco had lost his jumper. Draco�s Knight placed Harry's King in check, and the blonde boy raised an eyebrow at his opponent.

�Checkmate. You really do suck at this, don�t you?�

Harry just nodded, wondering what he�d have to do this time.

Draco made a show of contemplating his next dare, though he knew precisely what he wanted.

�Hmm� what to have you do�� he glanced at Harry, who shifted uncomfortably.

Nervously, he told himself. No other reason, and definitely not because I want him to kiss me. Nope. Not at all.

�Kiss me.�

Harry gaped, and he forced himself to shake his head.

Draco grinned.

�Nah-uh, Malfoy! We agreed not��

�You agreed, Harry, not me. I agreed to nothing. Now, are you going to do your dare and come here, or am I going to have to go to you?�

Harry shook his head again and made no motion to move.

Draco sighed and went to sit next to him. �Where�s all that Gryffindor bravery?� he mocked. Harry scowled.

After a few minutes of taunting and teasing, Harry started to get more than a little annoyed with the sneaky Slytherin. He leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on Draco's lips, deciding that this was the most effective way to shut the other boy up.

Surprisingly enough, it actually worked.

Harry pulled away and gathered up his clothes, before heading to the door. The game had taken up most of the evening, and Harry wanted to exercise a little before dinner.

�Potter!� Draco called sharply, and Harry glanced over his shoulder.

�Yes, Malfoy?�

�That wasn�t a kiss!�

�Yes, it was.�

�No it wasn�t!�

�It was.�

�It wasn�t what I meant, and you know it!�

�You should be clearer� next time.� With that, the dark-haired boy left the room.

Draco gaped at the closed door. This wasn�t going according to plan at all. Who would have thought the Golden Boy of Gryffindor would be so� Slytherin?

Draco snarled. It should have been against the law. Out-Slytherined by a Gryffindor! What was the world coming to?

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