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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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Pairing: Draco
Malfoy x Harry Potter

Disclaimer: All rights belong to their
respective owners among which are J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books, Bloomsbury
Books, Warner Bros. and probably others. I am doing this for fun, not money.

Warning: NC-17, would eventually include MPreg, Slash (M/M), HJ, Rim, Oral, Anal, BDSM, D/s, Char. Death (at
least a few side characters will die, I am yet to decide on whether on not
there should be a happy-end). To make it absolutely clear, this story will
feature relationship and (explicit) sex between two males. If anyone is
offended by such themes, they should reconsider continuing further.

Edited: by Mat

A/N: Thanks to everyone who took the
time to review.

Chapter ONE

The Plan

Draco Malfoy woke up and started
to get ready for the day. His bed was of course empty,
he never allowed his fuck buddies sleep in his bed. That might give them the
wrong idea or make them think too much of themselves.

He was both
glad and irritated that he had double Potions today. He was not too happy that
he wouldn't be able to avoid meeting Potter. On the bright side though he
needed a pass to the Restricted Section of the library and he was sure
Professor Snape would not deny him one. Once he was
satisfied with the state of his robes and hair he headed for his first class �
Charms.

After the
classes ended for the day Draco went straight to the
library to look for the thing that would be the Scarhead's
undoing. Madame Pomfrey seemed more than mildly
surprised to see the books he had chosen to read but kept that to herself.

The blond
started to go through the books that contained branches of magic that were
mostly considered Dark Art. By midnight he had found nothing and he was forced
to stop his search and do his homework for the next day. Luckily the day that
followed was Friday and he would have the whole weekend to try to find the best
way to put his plan into action.

Unfortunately
after a weekend spent in the library and going through most of the books he had
selected he was no closer to finding the 'thing' that would bring Potter down.
That had made him more than just slightly irritated and a round of sex didn't
help him in the least. So on Monday he was ready to hex the first person that
provoked him even slightly.

By Wednesday
the Slytherins, not to mention the students from the
other houses, thought that Draco had been bitten
badly by a cursed book. He was hexing and cursing left and right and no one
dared even talk to him. Staying in the Slytherin
Common room while their Prince was there was unhealthy and the students had
decided to turn to those that seemed to be most able to talk to their irritated
leader � his intended Pansy Parkinson and the closest the blond had to a friend
Blaise Zabini. Not that
there was much of a choice, no one was ready to gamble his life on Malfoy's whims. Those two found themselves 'elected'.

The two
approached him in the library since that was where the blond had been spending
most of his free time and that was the place he was least likely to do
something too drastic.

Draco lifted his eyes from the book he had been currently
skimming through because someone was obstructing the light. He would have been
glad to meet Pansy and Blaise in another situation
but now all he wanted was to get back to his search. Yet he decided to hear
them out, figuring that this would be the fastest way to get rid of them. They
were the only people in the dorm he trusted that wouldn't stab him in the back
without a good reason. But he never let it show and they didn't expect him to.
They knew that a Malfoy never had feelings and even
if he for some reason had, he never made them public. It was enough for those
two to know that the three of them shared a connection and it was even better
that when they plotted something together usually no one would even suspect
them to be in a pact. While it was a known fact that the Malfoys
and the Parkinsons had discussed a possible marriage
between their descendants it was not a set thing and this made it possible for Draco and Pansy to pretend they had no other connection than
the one their parents had decided to bestow upon them.

"Draco, what the hell is going on with you?" started
Pansy without so much as a 'hello'.

Draco just stared at her ready to bite her head off.
"I am fine, I am just studying and I'd appreciate if you'd leave me to
continue." Came the cold reply. He made a special
show of stressing on 'leave'.

"Come
on, Drake, tell us what bug have you got in your pants and we might help you
get rid of it." Drawled Blaise.

Draco moved his gaze to the boy and narrowed his eyes in
warning. "If I need help, I'll say so. What I need now is
you to let me be. Am I clear?"

"Yes,
dear," Pansy knew he hated to be addressed like that, but she just felt
the blond needed to be shaken out of whatever was bothering him. "But you
are rather hard to tolerate those last few days. I'd say you just need to let
go of the books for a little and maybe get laid. It usually does wonders for
your mood. I am even ready to offer myself to you, though you are not exactly
worthy of it."

Draco looked at her and would have laughed at her words
were they not in public. It was an unspoken agreement between them that they
wouldn't fuck each other and spoil the friendship that connected them. But her
words let him realize that he was really obsessing over his revenge. And now
that he thought of it, a good shag would probably help
him relax and continue his search with renewed enthusiasm.

"Fine,
you proved your point" He arranged the books and carefully marked the page
before he closed the one he was reading then left them on the desk. He was glad
that the maniacal librarian had given him consent to leave the books on his
desk and continue his search day after day.

Harry Potter
knew something was wrong with Malfoy. Not because he
was treating the Gryffindors with even greater doses
of his extensive knowledge of the Dark Arts, but because of the silent resolve
that seemed to be a constant gleam in the blond's
eyes whenever the Boy Who Lived looked at him. A gut feeling was warning him
that whatever the Slytherin had in his mind it would
certainly not be something he would enjoy.

He didn't
know why he had decided that it was him that would eventually face the results
of Malfoy's bad mood, but he guessed it was a safe
bet considering their history in the last six something years.

It was five
days later that Draco gave up on the Hogwarts
library. Obviously it was too Dark an Art for it to be here and he was left
with no choice but to ask his mother and friends for help. He wrote his dear
parent a letter telling her to send him a certain book and asked Pansy and Blaise to ask that kind of books from their family
libraries.

"I'll do
it, only if you tell me what do you need this book
for." Blaise folded his hands at his chest and
stood in front of Draco making it clear he would not
move unless he gets an answer.

"I am
with him here," backed him Pansy up. "I'll be happy to know why you would
need such a book."

A careful
look at the two told Draco he was not getting away with
it if he wanted to get the books. "A Slytherin
oath that you share this with no one and I'll tell you." He looked
them carefully in the eye. The two nodded and each of them made an oath of
silence.

"I plan
to get Harry Potter." He looked at his friends waiting to see who would
they interpret his words.

"Get him
in what way?" Suspiciously inquired Pansy.

"Sexual.
He is such the sweet virgin that I can simply not resist the temptation"
The smirk and the drawl made the other two laugh. Oh, Merlin, Potter was in for
it this time, for sure.

"There's
more, ain't it?" Blaise
found that he was intrigued and curious to find out what exactly the blond had
on his mind.

"But of
course." Draco haughtily replied. The he dropped
the act and added. "It is not that easy, as you've probably already guessed.
It's not like I can expect him to come and ask me to shag him."

Blaise nodded in agreement, though the mind picture that
invoked gave him fits. Pansy just smirked.

"So he
would need a little push. That's why I need a potion. And here's where the
books I asked for would help."

"But aren't
there love potions in the books you went through for the last week?" Pansy
was curious. She could think of at least three different potions that would
make Potter like a dog humping Draco's leg and wailing
for attention. Snape had told them of a few, they had
even prepared the most powerful during six year NEWT preparation.

"It's
not a love potion I want. I want a powerful lust potion and those are rarer and
harder to find. What I plan is to use sex to make him fall in love with me,
really fall in love� And then, I'll make sure everyone knows of his feelings
and dump him."

"Oh,
Salazar, I get it," Blaise smiled nastily as he
realized what Draco meant. He wanted Potter to fight
the effects of the potion to have all his common sense and be forced to sleep
with the enemy not because of some imaginary love, but despite the hatred he
would still feel. To torment himself over his unhealthy
sexual obsession with his nemesis. That was so Draco.
It was ingenious.

"Why
wait for him to fall in love?" Pansy didn't really get that part.
"Wouldn't it be better to make is public knowledge how the bloody Boy Who Lived
can not keep his pants on in your presence even though he hates you?"

"Well, I
think he is the romantic type, considering that he had not shagged or even snogged anyone as far as I know.
So it would be much more painful for him to fall in love with the one he hates
and then get dumped and humiliated in front of the whole school. I might even make
a statement for the newspapers about how slutty he is
and dig his face even deeper in the dirt." Draco's
eyes gleamed with maliciousness as he revelled in the
countless possibilities he would have to humiliate Potter.

Now he only needed the potion.
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