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Inamorato	By : Pheobi Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 33335 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Disclaimer: This is a special disclaimer for this chapter. I do not own "The Hex Girls". Luna, Dusk, and Thorn belong to whomever it is that owns Scooby Doo. (I don't know who owns them, but it's not me!) In particular, in the incarnation I use, they belong to whomever owns the rights to "Scooby Doo and the Witch's Ghost" since they girls appear later in several movies and episodes, but they look different. I used the ORIGINAL Hex Girls, from Witch's Ghost. Again, not mine. I make no money from mention them, or the movie they came from.

A/N: Okay, because I love you all so much, I'm going to give everyone what they wanted! Now, it seems to me that those of you who wanted me to skip the shopping wanted it skipped to avoid an added 'filler' chapter until the smut. So, instead, I'll be dividing the chapters differently. Instead of doing the shopping as one chapter, then Halloween pre-ball as a chapter, then Halloween at-the-ball as a chapter, I'm doing shopping and Halloween morning as a chapter, then Halloween Ball as a chapter. So there's no added chapter, but you still get the scene. And it's a good thing too, cause it's a FUN scene and you still get the smut in the same number of chapters! Aren't I awesome? Please show me how much you love me back by rating and reviewing! Also, as always, e-mail addresses get you LOVELY update alerts each time I post a chapter! Happy reading! ~ FA

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Saturday, October 18th:

Harry wandered through the latest store he'd been dragged into. He had been putting his costume together - a piece from this store, another from that - all day, being very careful not to let any one person see more than a single piece of it. He wanted it to be a surprise. Draco was doing much the same, being very secretive about his purchases. Now, standing in a robe shop, Harry approached the friendly-looking wizard behind the counter.

"Hello. I need a white robe. Preferably of a thin material - diaphanous if you have it. Otherwise gossamer is fine."

"Of course." The man slipped into the back room.

He came back out carrying a pile of gauzy white fabric in his arms. As he shook it out, it seemed almost to float. the material was thin and practically see-through, but it caught the light and reflected it back, practically glowing. It was stitched into a long, flowing robe that couldn't possibly have any practical purpose. It was perfect.

"I'll take it." Harry said with a grin. "How much?"

The man smiled, folding it up carefully. "It's 20 galleons, but it's well worth it. The fabric is Veela-made - it's what they wear to dance during the full moon."

Harry winced - not at the price, but at how rare the fabric was. He pulled out the money, handing it too the man. "Thanks so much." Harry smiled brightly, taking the tissue-paper wrapped fabric and sliding it into a bag from a previous store. Maybe Fleur could repair the robes after the Ball...

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Harry sipped his Butterbeer casually, watching happily as Pansy placed her hand on Neville's arm and leaned closer to him, smiling. Neville's cheeks turned pink but he took a deep breath and shifted forward, kissing Pansy softly on the mouth before pulling back, now much redder. Pansy's eyes were wide and she smiled a little before leaning forward and kissing Neville again. This kiss lasted longer and when Pansy pulled away Neville was grinning widely.

Harry's eyes shifted to the next table where Blaise and Luna were sitting. Luna's eyes were bright as she gestured to the air around her head, talking excitedly. Blaise looked thoroughly amused. Harry decided he admired Blaise for still liking Luna after learning about her strangeness. In fact, he seemed to genuinely enjoy listening to her talk about things that didn't exist. Draco teased Blaise about his interest in the eccentric blonde girl, but Blaise just shrugged and said he found her 'refreshing'. Harry personally thought Blaise was very lucky - Luna was smart, attractive, quite powerful, and very loyal. She would make a wonderful wife and mother one day.

Harry sighed. The word 'mother' always caused him a sharp pang of regret. Since he'd realized hew as gay, he found it even more difficult to think of anything to do with parents or children. He hated that he would never have a child of his own. At least Draco seemed willing to adopt, since he'd agreed to having children during the interview they'd given. They hadn't really talked about wanting a large family and not wanting to wait long to get started with said family.

Harry sighed again, his eyes going to the stairs for the hundredth time. Draco was trying to negotiate with an all-girl band (The Hex Girls) who'd graduated from Hogwarts three or four years earlier. The girls had been Slytherins so negotiations were bound to be tough, but Draco insisted he wanted them for the Masque. Even if it went over budget ad he had to pay out-of-pocket for them. Thankfully between Draco's wealth and connections and Harry's own wealth and prestige there wouldn't be much the girls could ask for that couldn't be done. Harry vowed to move Heaven and Earth to get the band - what his Draco wanted, his Draco got. Period.

As he glanced at the stairs again, Draco walked down them. The blonde looked frustrated. The three goth girls were hovering at the top of the stairs; their eyes followed Draco intently as he walked over to Harry. The girls - Thorn, the lead singer and guitarist, had black waist-length hair streaked with red; Dusk, the drummer, had short blonde hair, the front of which was pulled into two small, spiky pigtails; Luna, the keyboardist, was black, with dyed-red short spiky hair - were whispering to each other as they watched Draco's progress across the pub; they looked serious. He wondered what they'd asked for that Draco had to check before agreeing - it had to be big.

"What do they want, Dray?" He asked with a small smile. "More money? A ridiculously rare artifact of some sort? An autograph?"

Draco didn't laugh, which worried Harry. Instead he shot the girls an angry look. "A kiss." Draco muttered.

Harry's wings flared out as he felt his magic coat his skin. His rage was absolute. He barely felt Draco's hands cupping his face, but his soft, soothing voice managed to penetrate the haze clouding Harry's mind. "No, Harry. They don't want me to kiss them. They want to watch me kiss you."

Harry instantly calmed down. Then he laughed. "So why do you look so annoyed, love?" He touched Draco cheek gently. "We kiss all the time. I don't care who's watching and neither do you."

Draco flushed. "They asked me what it was like to be dominated by The-Boy-Who-Lived..." Draco's voice was very quiet and he seemed hesitant.

"Ah." Harry realized instantly what had happened and why Draco as worried; he hurried to soothe him. "And your Slytherin pride ran off with your mouth, so you told them you are the dominant one, not me." The blonde nodded slowly and Harry smiled. "And being Slytherins themselves, they said you'd have to prove it or they won't perform, right?"

"I'm sorry." Draco said, his voice thick and his eyes on the floor. "I'll find a different band."

"Why?" Harry grinned cheekily when Draco's eyes snapped up, his mouth falling open in shock as Harry placed a hand on his chest, leaning in and purring softly. "Don't you want to dominate me, Malfoy?"

He winked, then huffed loudly and angrily, knowing the girls were listening. "I can't believe you!" He yelled loudly, his voice angry and harsh. "I said no, Draco! It's not happening!" He turned and walked away, moving his wings as though agitated. He headed towards the stairs, which were fortunately close to the front door.

Just as Harry neared the bottom of the stairs, he felt Draco grab his hair. His head snapped back and he was jerked to a stop. He hissed out a sharp breath, his whole body bowing backwards in an instinctive effort to alleviate the sharp pain in his scalp. He was then turned around, his hair still held captive in Draco's fist, so he was face-to-face with his gorgeous lover. He whimpered as Draco tugged sharply on his hair, forcing his head back further. Harry couldn't stop the soft moan that slipped out as Draco dragged him up against him.

Suddenly Draco's mouth was on his. Harry willing submitted, going limp in the Slytherin's arms. He molded his body against Draco's, winding his arms around the blonde's neck and hitching one leg up so his thigh as resting over Draco's hip. Harry arched his body, grinding himself against the taller boy as he sucked on the tongue exploring his mouth. Draco moved his mouth to Harry's neck, nipping and licking gently. Harry whimpered again, clinging tightly to Draco's shoulders and grinding against him again.

Then, just as suddenly as he'd been grabbed, Draco pushed him away. Unprepared for it, Harry tumbled gracelessly to the floor. With his wings spread around him, his hands braced behind him, his ass throbbing from it's abrupt contact with the floor, and his erection painfully obvious in his skin-tight jeans, Harry stared up at Draco. He was panting hard, his gold-green eyes wide and surprised. Draco was sneering down at him, looking every inch the Malfoy heir.

"If I tell you to kiss me," Draco drawled in a cool, haughty voice. "Then you kiss me." His sneer deepened when Harry blushed. "Otherwise, I'll make sure you're begging me to touch you before I do so again."

Harry whimpered softly, not caring that he looked weak and pathetic and undignified. This as the Draco he loved - strong, powerful, dominant. Nothing as more desirable to Harry than being able to surrender control to Draco. He swallowed a moan, not wanting to give away just how sexy he thought the blonde was just then, since him enjoying this would give their game away.

He dropped his eyes to the floor and nodded. "Yes, Draco." He said softly, his face still flushed. "I'm sorry I disobeyed."

"Go wait for me in our rooms." Draco's voice as even colder than before, but softer as well and Harry saw that the girls had come down the stairs and these words were intended for their ears alone. "If you touch what's mine," he added, his eyes dropping to Harry's erection. "Then I'll be spending the night elsewhere."

Harry nodded meekly, knowing Draco was bluffing - they never spent a night apart. "Yes, Draco." Harry stood carefully and kissed Draco's mouth softly, whispering just loud enough for the girls to hear. "I'm sorry I disobeyed, Master. I'll be waiting for you..."

He walked outside, mentally laughing at the shocked gasps the girls had made. Oh, it as so much fun to date a Slytherin sometimes...

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Halloween Morning:

Classes had been canceled for the day, since the Masquerade Ball was that night. All meals were being served in the Common Rooms so the Great Hall could be properly set up and decorated. Everyone as eagerly awaiting 7pm, when they could show off their costumes and see what everyone else had on. Harry, however, had bigger things to worry about. Such as evading Draco.

"I just don't see what it's a big deal, Dray! You have to go supervise the decorations anyway and we'll have the whole night together." Harry was trying his best not to sound whiny or annoyed, but it was difficult.

Draco was pouting like a five year old. "I wanted you to come see the decorations being put up." The blonde said, sounding upset. "I just don't understand why you have to see Fleur three days a week."

Harry automatically started to correct Draco about ho often he saw the Veela girl but caught himself just in time. "My lessons are important, Draco. You know that." He spelled his cloak on and stepped around the other boy. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'll see you later."

Without another word, Harry left. Draco glared after him for a moment before storming off to attend to his Head Boy duties. Merlin save anyone who was less-than-perfect today. Harry meanwhile was riding the stairs up to Dumbledore's office. When he entered, Albus smiled wearily at him and rose.

"Ready, Harry?" Albus asked, stopping in front of the fireplace where Harry joined him with a nod. "Are you sure you want to try again today?"

"I have to, Albus." Harry smiled, though it was tired and half-hearted at best. "I really think I've almost got it figured out. I know I can do this." With that firm statement, Harry grabbed a fistful of Floo Powder, threw it into the fireplace, and stepped into the green flames, saying, "Ministry of Magic!" in a loud, clear voice.

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A/N: Sooo...there's the next chapter. I have the next one (which is the Ball) written already, so I just have to get it typed up. Hopefully by Friday it'll be posted for you guys. Let me know what you think! E-mails get you update alerts, so please rate and review! ~ FA
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