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Catch Me if You Can	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 35576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room, wondering why Draco had given him the chance to leave instead of taking advantage of his excited state.
He just couldn't figure it out. Draco had the chance to try and shag him, and instead of seizing it, he'd warned Harry away from him. It seemed a bit farfetched to think that Draco would actually let Harry choose when to come to him, but Harry couldn't see any other explanation for the way he had acted. It looked like Draco had finally learned some respect for personal boundaries, although he could still use some work in a few areas.
Seamus sat down next to him, smiling widely. "You look a bit ruffled. Did you see him?" He teased.
Harry flushed. "Yes. And shut up, I was better off with you. At least I understood you." He said the last under his breath.
Seamus chuckled. "You'll get used to him fast enough. Besides, we weren't really going anywhere, so it had to have ended at some point."
Harry frowned. "I guess so." He conceded. "But I'm still not happy about all of this."
Seamus smirked. "That's just because you haven't shagged him yet. You'll be singing my praises then."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, if he doesn't kill me. He'll probably make it as painful as he possibly can. Bloody great first time to look forward to, huh?" He snapped.
Seamus' smile faded slowly. "So, is that the real problem? You're afraid that he won't be gentle because you used to be enemies?"
Harry flushed, staring at the floor silently.
Seamus shook his head. "Harry, you're going to have to face the fact that things between you and him have changed. He won't hurt you. And he'll probably kill anyone who does." He said reassuringly.
Harry sighed. "I just don't know what to think. I need some time. Then I can figure this out and go from there."
Seamus laid a hand on his shoulder. “Listen, Arteminians won’t hurt their mate, willingly OR unwillingly. They’re more careful with their lovers than any other creature, and the dominants, while they may not have perfect control, at least TRY not to force their mates into anything. Just keep an open mind about everything. He may surprise you.”
Harry shrugged. If he were to be perfectly honest with himself, Draco already HAD surprised him.
*****
Draco cursed, hating his body more with every breath he took. He couldn't think of anything but Harry, but thinking of Harry made his already painfully hard member ache even more. He had to get some relief soon, but he had already tried wanking, and it only satisfied him for moments at a time. Apparently, he was doomed to be hard until he could get Harry underneath him long enough to find his release. And on top of everything else, he was tired beyond belief.
"Draco, are you alright?" Blaise asked, concerned. "You look a bit feverish."
Draco met his eyes, smiling weakly. "I'll be fine." He said quietly, feeling drained.
Blaise raised a brow. "You don't sound fine. What's going on?"
Draco sighed and showed Blaise the inside of his wrists, then opened his mouth wide to reveal his lengthened canines, which were throbbing in time with his member.
Blaise gasped. "Bloody hell! Well, who the fuck is it, then? I'll help you get her."
Draco chuckled darkly. "It's not a her." He explained.
Blaise pursed his lips, then seemed to recover. "Alright, HIM, then. Who is he?"
"The Gryffindor Golden Boy." Draco said tonelessly.
Blaise was silent for a long moment. Finally, he sighed. "Fine. I can handle that, I guess. For YOUR sake. Let's figure out how you can get him, then."
Draco shook his head. "He's agreed to be my boyfriend already, but that's all so far. I can't push for more until he's ready. You have no idea how innocent he still is. I just gave him his first kiss yesterday. It's actually really endearing." He said, a small smile gracing his lips.
Blaise shook his head. "You've got it BAD." He observed.
Draco just shrugged, smiling wider.
*****
Harry sighed as Draco's owl dropped a letter next to his plate for the second time in as many days. "What now?" He groaned, opening it quickly, trying to hide it from prying eyes. He read it, then nearly choked.
“Harry,
I couldn't sleep last night for wanting you. You're making my life extremely miserable. But don't worry, I won't ruin my chance. I can wait.”
Again, there was no signature. Obviously, Draco was willing to respect that Harry didn't want everyone to know yet.
Harry looked up and watched Draco talking to Blaise. He certainly didn't look like he hadn't slept. Suddenly, Draco looked up and his eyes met Harry's. He flushed a tiny bit and flashed Harry a small, sheepish grin, then turned back to Blaise.
Harry sighed. Life was about to get very complicated.
*****
“I hurt.” Draco moaned, looking over at Blaise, who was finishing his Potions essay. “I hurt BADLY.” He amended.
Blaise snorted. “Whining is NOT attractive.” He said.
Draco glared at him. “YOU try living like this! It’s not fun.” He said sulkily. “I need sex. I feel like I’m going to EXPLODE.”
Pansy sighed, throwing her quill down. “Draco, Darling, I love you dearly, but right now, I wish you WOULD explode!” She snapped. “But quietly, please. SOME of us are trying to work.”
Draco stared at her, looking as though he was trying to figure out just how he could offend her as much as she had done to him. “Women.” He spat, giving up.
Pansy smiled. “Yes, we’re wonderful, aren’t we?”
Draco sneered. “And you wonder WHY all the good ones are gay.”
Pansy huffed. “Touché, Love.” She replied, smirking.
“As entertaining as this is, I’m trying not to piss off our head of house. A little help, please?” Blaise cut in.
Pansy smiled. “How about I help you and you take me out to Hogsmeade this weekend?” She asked Blaise.
Blaise blinked at her. “Did you just ask me out?” He clarified.
Pansy giggled. “I suppose I did. Why? Are you accepting?”
“Yeah, actually, I am.” Blaise replied, smiling at her.
“Bloody wonderful!” Draco shouted, throwing his hands in the air. “Here’s you two, all lovey-dovey, and I can’t even get my MATE to fuck me! I really DO hate my life.” He finished, depressed.
Pansy mumbled something, and Draco turned to glare at her. “Why don’t you come over here and repeat that a little louder?!”
Pansy rolled her eyes, “I SAID, maybe if you were a little more personable, perhaps your mate would ENJOY your company.”
Blaise looked between the two of them. “Might I now add that I am neutral in all of this, never mind that I am sitting directly in the line of fire should you two start exchanging curses.”
Draco growled, turning back to his Charms book. “I hate you both. No compassion.”
“I understand that this is all part of what you ARE, Draco, but perhaps you could try going back to the way you WERE.” Pansy looked at Draco, thoughtfully. “If you could pretend to not be under all the stress and Harry got to know you as you really are, I’m sure he’d fall in love with you quickly.”
Draco sighed. “I will never go back to normal, Pansy. I’m quite sure I’m permanently stuck in a state of denied release. I’m going to be horny forever.”
Pansy shrugged. “Pity. You’d make beautiful brats.” She said.
Draco glared at her. “I am not a brat. You take that back.”
“Didn’t you two have this argument before? When you were six?”
“I don’t recall that.” Pansy said blithely.
Blaise sighed. “I do. It ended with him pulling your pigtails and you screaming and chasing him around, and somehow I got trampled by the two of you.”
“You want to get trampled again?” Draco’s voice growled from right next to his ear.
Blaise paled, then slowly turned to face the blond. His eyes were silver, his fangs were completely extended and he was flexing his newly-found muscles in a decidedly unfriendly way. “Not really.” He squeaked.
“Then shut. Up.” Draco growled, then stormed out of the common room, cursing loudly on his way out.
*****
Draco had no idea where he was going. He simply let his feet carry him as his instincts led him.
Suddenly, he found himself outside the door of an abandoned classroom. He walked in and found Harry talking to Granger.
“Malfoy! Hello.” She said, surprised to see him.
Harry blinked as if he couldn’t believe his eyes, then blushed to the roots of his hair when Granger nudged him, clearing her throat. He mumbled something, to which she glared at him meaningfully and shoved him harder. “FINE, Mione!” Harry snapped, then turned to Draco. “Uh, d’you wanna… Go to Hogsmeade… With me this weekend?” He asked his feet, still flushing.
Draco smiled, all his tension easing at the adorable display. He walked up to Harry, the tender smile still gracing his lips. He grabbed the brunette’s chin in his hand, lifting Harry’s face to his. He was pleased to note that Harry was still a few inches shorter than him. “Harry, I would LOVE to go to Hogsmeade with you.” He said, then kissed the stunned teen, slowly and thoroughly.
Harry was only barely flushing when Draco finally broke the kiss, though the blond happily noted that he was panting. “Okay.” Harry breathed, then sat back down, dazed.
Hermione smiled, getting up and walking passed Draco. “I think he needs to be alone right now.” She said, pulling Draco out of the room with her. She shut the door and turned to Draco. “Be careful with him, please. He hasn’t truly fallen in love yet, but he’s been obsessed with you since, well, always. I’m probably the only one who saw it for what it really was: Infatuation. You’ll need to earn his heart before you can really have his trust. Oh, and Draco?”
“Yes?” Draco asked, as she smiled.
“Thank you. That was beautiful, and you handled him wonderfully, but give him some time, now. He needs to calm down and gather his thoughts. Give him his space tonight. You can continue wooing him tomorrow.” She said, then headed to Gryffindor tower.
Draco headed back down to Slytherin common room, smiling happily. He had a date with Harry! Things were finally looking up!
*****
“Did you get laid?” Blaise asked as Draco breezed back into the Slytherin common room, smiling dazedly.
“Hm?” Draco turned to face him. “Oh, no.” His smiled widened. “I have a date with Harry. He asked me to go to Hogsmeade with him this weekend. And I got to kiss him again. He LIKED it.” Draco finished, falling into his favorite armchair with a sigh. “Merlin, I love that Gryffindor!” He said to himself happily.
Pansy smiled at him, looking like a proud older sister. “True love looks good on you, Draco. Treat him well, and if he doesn’t return the favor, I’ll MAKE him do so.”
“No. He’ll be good to me if he chooses to stay with me. He’s a Gryffindor. They’re notoriously noble. He couldn’t be any other way.” Draco said firmly.
Millicent Bulstrode looked up from her Arithmancy homework. “He’d better be, Draco. You’re one of ours. We protect our own, you know that. If he treats you well, that protection will be his as well, of course, but if he doesn’t…” She drew her finger over her neck, looking at Draco pointedly.
Draco sighed once more. “I love him.” He repeated dreamily.
*****
“Ron, I’m giving him a chance and there’s no way to stop me, plus if I don’t, I’ll get the Kiss anyway.” Harry said, tired of fighting. “You can’t change my mind, so give up already.”
Ron sighed in defeat. “Alright, mate. But if he ever hurts you, I’ve got your back.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Harry said, then moaned, pulling on his hair. “What am I going to WEAR tomorrow?! I don’t have ANYTHING suitable!” He said, distressed.
Hermione smirked. “Which is why I made an extra stop to Madame Malkin’s while I was shopping this summer. I had a feeling that you’d need new clothes. I didn’t know why, but I bought some for you anyway. Don’t worry, you don’t have to pay me back. It was all charged to your account, since I told her they were for you. She recognized me from the newspaper articles about us, fourth year. At least they were finally good for SOMETHING.” Hermione said, laying out grey slacks and a vivid blue silk shirt that matched Draco’s eyes perfectly.
Harry sucked in a breath, touching the shirt, then smiled. “PERFECT. Thanks, Mione.”
Ron looked at the clothes, interestedly. “So, you’re finally going to start dressing good?”
“Well, if I’m going out with a Malfoy, I don’t have much of a choice.” Harry said, shrugging. “Unless you can see him letting me accompany him dressed in Dudley’s castoffs?”
Ron grimaced. “No, would never happen.”
Harry smiled. “So I’ll do my best to shine more brightly than him.”
“You’ll be the envy of the Wizarding world.” Hermione said proudly. “Harry, I’m so happy for you.”
Harry’s smile faded. “This doesn’t mean I’m accepting him, you know.” He told her. “It’s just a date. I dated Cho, too, remember?”
Hermione covered her disappointment, shaking her head. “That doesn’t matter.” She said. “It’s the first step.”
Harry just sighed, shaking his head.
*****
“Hang on, guys. I’ll be back in a second. There’s something I need to do, BEFORE Snape gets in here.” Harry said, rushing away from the table Hermione and Ron were sitting at.
They watched as Harry rushed to the door of the classroom, grabbing Draco Malfoy around the waist and kissing him, just as he stepped into the room. Whistles and catcalls were heard from the Slytherins, who were aware of what Harry was to Draco, and approved wholeheartedly, as long as Harry didn’t hurt their prince. The Gryffindors were just staring in confusion and disbelief, except for Ron, who looked a bit sick, and Hermione, who was smiling in approval.
“You ready for tomorrow?” Harry asked breathlessly, grinning and blushing at the first kiss he had initiated.
Draco licked his lips, staring raptly into Harry’s face in shock. “I can’t wait.” He whispered, then grabbed Harry’s face in his hands and kissed him again, slowly and deliberately mapping out every centimeter of his mouth.
“Mr. Potter, this is not the place to be indulging your adolescent hormones. Five points from Gryffindor for indecency in class.” Snape paused, then added. “Ten points to Gryffindor for excellent taste in partners.”
Harry’s eyes widened comically as Draco released him. He flushed bright red and rushed back to his seat, dropping into it and burying his face in his arms.
Hermione chuckled, rubbing his back soothingly.
Ron elbowed him. “The bloody hell was THAT?!” He asked.
Harry shrugged, not raising his head. “Wanted to. Seemed like a good idea at the time, seeing as how I’m kind of WITH him.” He explained, his voice muffled.
Draco walked to his seat, pausing next to Harry’s. “Thank you, Harry.” He said softly. “That was wonderful.”
Harry’s ears turned redder as he walked away, Hermione smothering a giggle.
Ron just rolled his eyes.
“Next week you will be brewing Amortentia. You will be taking notes and handing them in to me at the end of class, since this potion can have disastrous effects if it is brewed incorrectly.” Snape said, causing Harry to raise his head and dig through his bag, quickly pulling out parchment and a quill.
Hermione raised her hand.
Snape sighed. “Ms. Granger?” He asked wearily.
Hermione took a deep breath. “Will we be testing it ourselves?” She asked, knowing that that was the only way to be sure it had worked.
Severus smirked. “After you hand in your labeled vials, I will be adding a component to make them last one hour and handing them back out randomly. You will then have a free class with which you will be allowed to enjoy each other’s company in the comfort of an abandoned classroom that has been prepared for this purpose. As the idea is appalling to me, Dumbledore will be the one observing you to report on whether or not the potions worked.” He finished.
Most of the class either blushed or paled, depending on who they were thinking they would be stuck loving for an hour.
Hermione gulped, her eyes flicking over to Ron, before locking on Snape again.
Snape smirked. “Copy the instructions on the board, verbatim. Mistakes will not be tolerated.”
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