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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: Sorry that I forgot to say it in
the previous chapter, but I have no idea what an update list is and I can't add
anyone to such a thing at the moment. Sorry, Slashy Snitch :/

Chapter TWO

The Search

"I found
it, Malfoy," Blaise's voice was full of enthusiasm as he waved the book he
was reading.

"Let me
see it." Draco stretched his hand demandingly.

The black boy
flicked his wand to highlight the text of interest then he passed the book to
the blond.

The latter
carefully read the description of the potion and then looked pointedly at his
classmate who was eagerly staring back.

He thrust the
book at the unsuspecting boy and sneered. "Maybe next time you would make
the effort to read the footnotes before wasting my time."

Blaise looked
at him in surprise not understanding what it was all about. Then he opened the
book and carefully reread the abstract he himself had highlighted. And this
time he noticed the small shrift that said: 'This
potion may only be used to inspire desire of heterosexual nature.'

"Well,
yeah, right." He didn't apologize. Not a thing a Slytherin would do over
such a small lapse.

They
continued reading.

An hour later
Pansy joined them after the weekly 'girl party' at their house was over. She
quietly grabbed her book and took up from where she had left it. And a few
minutes later she realized she might be on the right way.

She
interrupted the other two. "I think I might have found something."

"You
either have or have not, Parkinson." Draco was really becoming less and
less tolerable as this went on.

"Well,
you see, Your Derogative Highness, what I found is not the potion, but rather a
reference about it. It is only mentioned and the author had not been able to
get a grasp of its exact recipe, he just got the chance to observe its effects,
which he describes as: 'the most powerful
lust-inducing potion I have come upon in my extensive research of such concoctions.
The victim of the potion described the feeling as an overpowering desire to be
in a sexual relationship with a person she never knew and of gender she didn't
fancy. The worse about it all, she said, was that she fully realized on another
psychological plane that it was only carnal desire and nothing more. Yet she
found it impossible to suppress with any spell, curse, charm, potion or other
ailment she tried. She said the only thing that would bring her some rest from
the urgent need would be the touch and caress of the person she was drawn to.
The object of attraction�'

Draco
snatched the book away from Pansy and continued to read the extensive
description of the wizard, yet the only significant thing he got was the place
the event had beeen witnessed. No potion name, no ingredients that might be
clues to it, nothing useful at all.

"How, in
the name of Merlin, do you find a potion you know nothing of, beside its
effect?" The blond was royally pissed off. He tossed the book on the bed
and started to circle the room in an angry fashion. "This is exactly what
I am looking for. Salazar, it even disregards gender preferences." Now
that he thought about it he had no idea which team Potter batted for.
"Hey, by the way, does any of you know whether the Golden Boy fancies
males of females?"

Pansy and
Blaise looked fascinated at his childish display. It was not like a Malfoy to act so passionately. Draco was really worked
up about his revenge on Potter.

"I think
I saw him salivating over the Ravenclaw seeker that graduated last year. It was
some years ago as I recall. Cheng or Chang or something was her name. I don't
care about girls, as you know" supplied Pansy.

"Right."
Draco remembered now. "Chang. I've done her. Quite boring in bed. I wonder
how far Potty went with her. He is too stuck up to have gone further than a few
kisses and maybe the accidental grope."

"Whatever,
so the Boy Who Lived is straight as a rod. How utterly unsurprising!"
Blaise was unimpressed.

"I
wouldn't go that far," Pansy interrupted. "I don't recall seeing him
with a girl since and I think I've caught him checking out Finnigan's butt. I'd
say he might swing either way."

"Well,"
Draco stopped his pacing and stared at them, "that is hardly important
judging by the text we just read, is it not? What we have to concentrate on is
to figure out how to find the damned potion." The pacing began again.
"Any ideas?"

"Well
I'd say we try the personal diaries of people who lived at the place the potion
incident described took place from the period in question. And maybe some of
the books, that concentrate on the magical discoveries in certain periods or
places." Blaise looked curious and eager. He was now caught in the
challenge that this whole case proposed.

"So,
back to the library?" Pansy asked.

Draco nodded,
but elaborated. "We'd have to divide the tasks. I still got the pass to
the Restricted Section. It expires in three days, so I'll try to make the most
of it in that time. And it would be a smart move not to make it obvious that we
are working on the same project."

The
breakthrough was almost anticlimactic. They found the potion among the pasta
recipes in an Italian housewife's diary. The rather ugly and almost torn apart
book was not even in the Restricted Section. The instructions and the
ingredients were however encrypted. If the description and the reference to the
book, that had tipped them what to look for, had not been in Italian the
translation spell Blaise used to read the horrible scribble would have been
useless.

The black boy
quickly copied the pages he needed and with a curt nod at Pansy and Draco went
to the dungeons.

Pansy
followed shortly, but Draco decided that he'd better not act suspiciously and
sat in the library until he finished his homework. He wouldn't be interested in
it anyway, now that he had what he needed.

When the
blond entered the Slytherin Common Room Pansy and Blaise were there doing their
homework. He nodded to them and patiently waited for them to finish. Somehow,
now that he was only a step from his aim he was patient and ready to take one
step at a time and thoroughly taste the revenge that would send Potter to his
knees in more than one sense. A shadow of a smile curved his lips at the
thought.

Once the two
finished with their homework they all moved to Draco's room.

"You
realize everyone is jealous of us for usurping all of your time. They assume we
make wild sex behind the wards and the silencing charms. Rather amusing to
listen to their speculations, really." Blaise said with laughter as they
were well protected by said spells.

"But of
course. That's easy to see." Though the blond couldn't really understand
how they could think such a thing? Considering that he got his daily dose of
sex with someone of them. He smirked flattered by their high estimation of his
sexual stamina.

"Here,"
the black boy handed a scroll to his friend.

The blond
took it and stared at the encrypted text. Strangely enough he realized he was
not annoyed or enraged by the new obstacle. Somehow it made his revenge even
more worth it. He was a person to appreciate things that didn�t come easy. Now
he just viewed it as another challenge.

All three of
them had decided to work separately on the breaking of the encryption, in order
to prevent influencing and leading each other in wrong directions.

In three days it was actually Pansy that figured out the
code. She had borrowed the diary and realized that all the pasta recipes, that
they had thought to be nothing but what they seemed, held a key to the code.
When she translated it and reread the whole text to comprehend it fully she
couldn't help but laugh. Draco was in for one hell of time. She couldn't wait
to see his reaction.
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