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Masquerade, who is who?	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11263 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Nope still dont own Harry Potter. I am still not making any money off of this, these stories are purly for my entertainment and hopefuly you all enjoy them too.

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Chapter 2: Burning glances, turning heads

Harry growled softly as grabbed the mans hand and dragged him into a darkened alcove and roughly pinned him to the wall. “You are playing a dangerous game.” He growled.

The man smiled as he rolled his hips into Harry’s moaning softly as he felt the other man’s growing arousal. “You call it dangerous I call it exiting. Are you going to fuck me or not?”

Harry growled as he cast a Notice-Me-Not charm around them and a privacy charm before turning his full attention to the man he had pinned to the wall. The eyes that he thought were blue turned to molting silver as the caressed the other man’s tight arse wrapped in white silk pants. “Such a beautiful outfit, it is a good thing I am good with my magic or this outfit would be completely ruined.” Harry smirked as another wandless spell split the man’s pants and his fingers drifted along the cleft of his ass.

The man gasped and moaned as he rolled his hips making Harry’s fingers rub against his rosebud, “fuck that’s a neat trick.” He gasped.

Harry grinned as he leaned forward and nipped at the man’s lips, “oh I haven’t even begun to show you my best one.” A few muttered words and the man was howling in bliss as he was stretched and lubed up and Harry’s fingers slid into him. “To bad I am pressed for time, that voice of yours would be lovely howling through my home as I take you.” Harry growled as his fingers rubbed against the other’s prostate turning the man against the wall into a whimpering mess against the wall.

“S-stop fucking teasing me!” He gasped as his hands reached down and made quick work of Harry’s pants, pulling out his engorged manhood and gripping it in a firm stroke. “I want your cock in me…now.”

Harry smirked as he drew his fingers out of the man and batted his hand away. “Fine, are you always this bossy?”

“Only when I know that I have a good chance of getting fucked, now fuck me already before I lose my patience.” The man ordered.

Harry shivered as the voice sparked something in him and his hips surged forward burying himself deep into the willing body. He let out a snarl as his hips took on a punishing pace, but by the sounds coming from his partner he knew that the pace was much appreciated. Harry snarled and moaned at the welcoming heat that gripped him and he captured the other man’s lips in a bruising kiss, thanking Hermione for her choice in masks. He had honestly hated the idea of shagging anyone at the ball, but the warm welcoming body under his made him grateful he agreed to this, there was a thrill and a weird sort of intimacy at not knowing who he was pounding into the wall. Harry pulled back and looked down at the man to see his eyes open, black taking over the light colored eyes from his lust blown pupils. Harry angled his hips to where he hit the man’s prostate with every other thrust causing his temporary lover to spasm around him and give a choked moan. Harry smirked as he leaned forward and nipped at his earlobe, “go on, come, you know you want to. Give yourself over to me.” Harry growled into his ear as he speed up his thrusts.

The man gave a wordless scream as he came clamping down around Harry as his body bowed away from the wall. Harry let lose another snarl as he buried himself deep into the other man and released his seed. Harry braced himself against the wall as he panted, trying to will his body back under his control. The man panted and shook against him until he finally got control of his legs and let them down so he was standing on his own legs. “Wow,” he laughed, “that was not what I was expecting.”

Harry smirked and spelled them clean and fixed the man up as he tucked himself away, “that makes two of us.” Harry straightened his clothes and negated the charms around them, he felt a little ting of guilt at the back of his mind and he mentally kicked himself. He had never been one for a one night stand, and something drew him to this man. “So do I get a name?”

The man laughed, “I don’t think so, this isn’t going to go much farther than this dark corner so why kid ourselves?” The man stepped out of the shadows and threw one more smirk over his shoulder, “thanks for the fuck Potter, it was fun.” He moved swiftly and was gone from Harry’s sight before Harry could register anything.

Harry shivered as the man’s voice struck something inside of him and his head went spinning, there is no way that is Draco Malfoy, he left England never to come back. I gave up any sort of hope of having him after his trial. Harry thought sadly as he thought back to the night he said good bye to the Malfoy heir for good.

~~~Several years earlier~~~

Harry stood outside of the courtroom as he watched people file out, a flash of blonde caught his eye as he turned to see Draco Malfoy walking to him. He couldn’t help but smile as he pushed himself away from the wall. “Congratulations on becoming a free man.”

Draco sighed as he rubbed his eyes tiredly, “what do you want Potter? I am really tired and I have much to do before I leave.”

“Leave? Where are you going?”

Draco rolled his eyes, “what do you care? I would think you would be glad to get rid of me from your life.”

Harry sighed, “I never hated you Draco, I was actually coming to apologize for everything when I was asked to speak on your behalf. I was hoping we could start over…maybe go grab a drink at the bar and just talk.” Harry fidgeted nervously, he actually hoped that it would be more than just talking. Harry found himself falling for the blonde back in fifth year and it grew, he didn’t know why but he wanted the man more and more and couldn’t get him out of his thoughts or his dreams. He had hoped to get the man away from everyone and get to know the real Draco that he had seen from fifth year.

Draco shook his head, “no…I can’t, there’s just…to many memories here. Mother is dead, father may as well be…I’m the last Malfoy, I have been offered a place in the Italian Isles by Blaise Zabini, a place that I can relax and gather my thoughts. As of this moment I am taking a leave of absence from England.”

“You’re leaving? Are you going to come back?” Harry asked feeling his heart sink in his chest.

Draco shrugged, “I have nothing to come back to, good bye Potter, thank you for saving my life. I will make sure that my life will actually be worth something from now on.” The last Malfoy turned on his heel.

Harry’s heart sank down low into his chest and he was sure he felt it shatter as the one man he loved walked from his life and he was helpless to stop it. He sighed as he turned the other way and walked back to his offices.

Harry sighed as he shook the memories from his mind and went to find his friends. His body felt great but his mind was still reeling from what he did. He loved every minute of it and loved the feeling of a willing body against his, but now he longed to have the man against him and actually take his time exploring him. His mind drifted to the masked face, he only saw the cupid’s bow lips and the eyes, but something about those eyes were familiar. Harry sighed and shook his head again as he filed it away for later and found his friends and went about his duty at the ball, trying to keep his mind from wondering about the man in white as his eyes continued to scan the crowd for him.

The man in white dropped down in a seat next to someone dressed in deep blues and greens with a matching goblin mask, dark eyes were dancing with amusement. “Oh, someone had a bit of fun.” A honey smooth voice purred at his companion.

The man in white sighed and grabbed a drink from a passing waiter. “It was fun alright, but I don’t know if it was worth it.”

“Come come now Draco, you know it was. You have been pining over him for years. Now it’s out of your system.”

Draco Malfoy sighed as he sat back in his chair, “shut it Blaise, I can’t believe I let you talk me into this, bloody fucking Veela.” The blond grumbled.

Blaise let out a bark of laughter, “don’t deny you wanted it. And who are you calling a bloody fucking Veela, you are one as well, or have you forgotten?”

Draco sighed, “No I haven’t forgotten, the only problem is…I think my mate is Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Fucking-Lived.”

Blaise paled under his mask and cursed in French, “merde.”

Draco took a drink from his glass, “oui mon ami.” He muttered darkly as he looked up to see Harry take the stand for his speech, and his heart ached for him to go up and claim his mate for good. “I think I am in a world of shit.”

Blaise laid a hand on his shoulder, “we will figure this out mon ami do not worry.”

Draco tried to smile but felt his heart sinking as he thought about what he had just done and knew he had put his world on its head with its little stunt.
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