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Lessons	By : ZooArmy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 22404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lessons Part IV

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Why do I need such thing? Everyone knows who does make the bloody money with the story. Definitely not my person here. And people who don�t know whom I�m talking about. You�re ignorant and do not deserve to read this here. Get your arse in the next library and start reading. Put some mind in your brains.

To sum it up and spare me problems: I own nothing except maybe the plot

WARNINGS and everything else can be found in ch01 AND ch02

Love, Regards And Hugs To My Wonderful Beta VIOLET EYES

who is so bored right now, that she wants to read other stories of mine, although I don�t like them ^^

again

bold = Draco's thoughts

italic = Harry's thoughts

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[[Snape billowed into the room and everyone felt silent. He walked over to
[[the blackboard and wrote down magically, ingredients and instructions.
[[The door creaked and he turned around.

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Lessons Part IV

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(Harry and Draco)

�Ah Mr.Potter. How nice from you attending my modest class. 20 points from Gryffindor. � Oh no, you can stay in the back of the room,...

Ohh ohh I know. I know it. Please let me say it - We will work in pairs.

...we will work in pairs.�

How unexpected! And let me guess...hmm who will be my partner probably? � Partner. I like that word. But darn I don�t want to work together with Dra-Malfoy. He will still be angry at me, although I don�t know why.

Draco�s head snapped up and he glowed at Snape.

Severus no! I hate you. Do you know that? I. Hate. You.

�You will work with Mr. Malfoy. � Today we�re going to make...�

This man is so predictable. It becomes boring.

ARGH!

Harry fell into the empty seat next to Draco and Pansy couldn�t help but giggle, but stopped when Draco nudged her side.

�Potter.�

�Malfoy. � Did you listen to what we are supposed to do? Because I wasn�t.�

�Unfortunately not, Potter.�

Malfoy�s voice was like someone was pouring ice-water over Harry�s head and he shivered visibly. He wanted the same warmth and passion back in this voice, when he had made Draco moan.

Pansy leaned closer to Draco and whispered into his ear. She felt Harry�s eyes watching every move she made and she leaned even closer, nearly touching Draco�s ear with her lips.

�If you don�t stop being such a git and don�t become friendly, you will definitely get into his pants, because of your teaching, but not into his heart, sweetcheeks. � Oh and he�s watching me jealously.�

She kissed Draco�s ear and went back to work with Blaise.

Draco on the other hand was blushing.

He�s jealous? No, Pansy must be wrong. � Okay Draco, go for it, be nice. At least decent.

Harry swallowed the twinge he had felt and went back to business. He wanted to concentrate on the potion, to forget the desire to touch Draco right away.

�Do we want to start with the potion? Although I have no idea what it should become.�

�Yeah. We�ll just work down the instructions. I�ll get the ingredients.�

He�ll. Get. The. Ingredients? No �Potter get it.� or �get your arse in gear�?

They worked in silence. But they worked together and not against and it seemed like there were not many words needed to understand each other.

They finished their work some minutes before class-end. The potion was nearly perfect, because of Draco�s skills and rewarded each 5points.

The rest of the class they sat in their seats and looked around, averting eye contact.

Harry�s eyes were glued to Malfoy�s mouth, when the blonde was talking silently to Pansy. He couldn�t take his eyes of and tried to memorize every detail of this

Kissable, lickable, suckable � STOP HARRY!

mouth.

�How are you doing, sweety?�

�Quite fine. Thought it would be worse. I can suppress my feelings pretty well. But I have experience with it, haven�t I?�

�Seems like your potions-partner has some more problems with controlling his desires.�

Draco turned carefully around and saw Harry, watching him and licking his lips in anticipation.

Draco wanted to groan in frustration.

That is so not true. Why? Why? Why? If I see him doing that again, I definitely need to wank.

The class was dismissed and Harry whispered a quick

�I need to talk to you, now!�

to Draco, before he packed his things and walked over to Hermione and Ron.

What? Talk? Now? Oh, oh. Bad idea.

He told Pansy and waited outside the Potions classroom for Potter to appear. He saw Granger and Weasley leaving the dungeons and knew that Harry was the only one left in the room.

He came out and looked nervous, lip-biting and hand-fidgeting.

Stop that!

He will kill me.

�Where do you want to talk, Potter?�

�Eurm...I, I don�t know. Somewhere alone.�

�Classroom?�

�Sounds good.�

They went to the next empty classroom. Draco walked in first and leaned against a wall, when Harry was closing the door.

�What�s the matter, Potter?�

Harry turned around and walked over to Draco.

�You know. I saw your look this morning and I wanted to ask...�

�It�s none of your business, Potter.�

�It is my business. Because that death glare was addressed to me. So tell me.�

Harry stood just an arm�s length away from Draco and watched him intently.

�I can�t tell you. Because there is nothing to tell.�

Harry walked slowly closer.

�But why did you do it? Did I do something to make you this mad?�

�No.�

�Did I say something?�

Their faces nearly touched and Draco felt like a reindeer caught in the headlight.

�Can I kiss you?�

�Potter?!�

�Just, just for practise.�

�I don�t...�

Soft lips caressed over Draco�s own.

Argh fuck it.

He parted his lips slightly and Harry ran his tongue over Draco�s lower lip. The blonde became impatient and flipped Harry around, pushing him against the wall.

He put his hands on the wall on either side of Harry�s head and took one small step back, to avert every body contact.

I will regret this so much later.

Lips crashed down and the Gryffindor accepted them willingly.

Draco�s tongue got entrance without hesitation and explored carefully and with so much passion that Harry moaned and slung his arms around Draco�s neck, to deepen the kiss even more.

The moan sent shivers down Draco�s spine and right to his groin. He wanted to close the gap between their bodies and grind his hips into Harry�s, but forced himself not to, to keep control over the temptation.

I can�t take this anymore.

The dark-haired boy took one hand away from Draco�s neck...

No! Don�t stop.

and reached out for Draco�s belt. The Slytherin stopped the kiss and watched Harry in disbelief.

Harry pouted and connected their lips with force again. His hand still on Draco�s belt.

This will be my doom.

He grabbed the buckle and pulled Draco closer. Bodies touched and Malfoy moaned out of surprise.

Yes, yes, yes!

Oh god, I don�t know if I should cry in pleasure or in despair.

The blonde gave a shit about the control and slung his arms around Harry�s waist to press him tight against his own body and rewarded a sudden moan of Harry.

He knew the Golden Boy would feel his growing erection, but the feeling was mutual.
And then...Harry ground his hips against his.

�Oh god, Harry.�

Both realising what Draco had said, tore their eyes open in unison and broke the kiss instantly.

Holy SHIT! I�m dead meat.

He...I mean I...I mean...he moaned my name. Not �Potter�, but MY name! Would he mind, if I would squeal like a school-girl? � Yes. � What a pity.

The blonde let go off Harry, under silent whimpers of the same. He turned around and rushed over to the door.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! If I were flexible enough, I would kick my own butt. Just out! Out of here. Away from him. Away from this embarrassment.

�I need to go. We�re already late for our next class.�

�Draco?�

Malfoy spasmed, but didn�t turn around to face the Gryffindor.

�What?�

�I would like it a lot, if you would call me Harry.�

Draco�s eyes bulged and he opened the door.

�Whatever Potter.�

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(Harry)

And Harry was left alone, again. He sighed heavily and grabbed his bag to leave too.

Is it your pride or are you really so dense?

He went up to History and sneaked into the room and into his seat next to Ron. Binns didn�t even look up from his book.

Harry put his arms on the table and buried his face into them.

�Hey mate. What took you so long?�

�Harry. You should take notes and not a nap.�

He looked up for a moment and gave Hermione a pleading look.

�Herm, just leave me be, please.�

I just want to lie down and wait that I start to rot. I shouldn�t have told him to call me Harry. But it sounded sooo right. Oh god my whole body tingled when he moaned my name. - I hate my life. I hate being Harry Potter.

His best friends exchanged worried looks and began to write little notes to and fro. Harry gave a shit. He was bathing in self-pity.

Class was dismissed and the three went down to the Great Hall for lunch.

�Harry?�

�Hermione please.�

�No! This is not healthy. This morning you looked so happy and alive and now you personify depression. What the hell is wrong?�

Harry looked at her with huge eyes. Hermione cursing? Okay, he must look terrible, or she wouldn�t swear. The dark-haired boy sighed and rubbed his eyes.

�You really want to know?�

�Yes!�

�Me too, mate.�

�Harry we are not dull. Everyone can see that you suffer. Even Ron is concerned.�

�Hey!�

�Sorry luv.�

�But you wouldn�t like what I would tell you.�

�Is that so? How do you know?�

�Oh believe me, I know it for sure.�

They stopped in front of the Great Hall.

�Harry, tell us. It will help you, to cope with whatever it is. Don�t worry about us liking it or not. We�re not the reason for this conversation.�

�Fine. I�ll tell you. But not now. Either after lunch or after classes, I don�t care.�

He opened the door and walked into the Great Hall to his usual seat � followed by Hermione and Ron.

�Tell us after lunch.�

�But Herm, classes? You never skip classes.�

�I know Ron, but this is more important.�

�Okay fine. I tell you after lunch.�

They will freak out like hell. Especially Ron. He will go bonkers. Quit our friendship and leave me alone. � Where is Draco?

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Well thats it for today. Tell me what you think.

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