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Dirty Magic	By : arianbrightside Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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Monday came quickly, and Monday�s breakfast was a trying affair at best. With Hermione and her Meaningful Looks, Ginny�s incessant giggling and stroking Harry�s hair, Ron moaning about Potions and Draco Malfoy staring at him murderously from across the room, Harry was beginning to feel like he was unwillingly stuck in the middle of some alternate universe.
�Harry, I�ve got to go!� Ginny exclaimed suddenly, leaping to her feet and rattling the objects on the table.
�Where to?�
�I need to visit the Library before Arithmancy.� She said, and Hermione beamed. Ever since Ginny took up Arithmancy in her third year, Hermione had been thrilled that one of her friends was in the class.
Ginny gave Harry a hug goodbye, and whispered something in his ear which made him smile.
Hermione cast him a quizzical look, but he just grinned at her. He watched Ginny leave the Great Hall.
�Hey, Harry.� Ron said. �What did you do to Malfoy?�
[WHAT??]
Harry�s stomach dropped. �What do you mean?�
�I mean, he�s staring at you like you like you�ve just committed adultery with his mother.�
Harry cast a wild look at Hermione.
[Help me Help me Help me Help me]
�Oh please, Ron. That�s just Malfoy.� Said Hermione quickly. �It�s not as if he�s ever needed a reason to glare at Harry before.�
Harry nodded, and Ron looked suspiciously at his two friends. �True, I suppose.� He conceded.
�Come on!� Hermione said brightly. �Let�s get to Potions. Ron, come with me.� She swept Ron up and dragged him away in her wake, throwing Harry one last Meaningful Look and saying something to Ron that Harry couldn�t make out.
Harry wondered what Hermione was playing at. Had she left him in the Great Hall alone for a reason? Did she want him to talk to Malfoy? As all these thoughts were jostling around in his head, Malfoy himself walked past in silence, and dropped a folded piece of parchment into Harry�s lap. Harry picked it up and held it, turning it over in his hands. He waited until Malfoy had left the Great Hall to open the parchment.
Potter,
Meet me in the broom cupboard near
the Potions classroom NOW.
Don�t tell anyone and don�t be seen.
Don�t ignore this note.
Malfoy.
Harry flushed and crumpled up the note, stuffing into the pocket of his robes. He gathered his things quickly and ran out of the Great Hall.
When he reached the dungeons, he slowed. He wanted to be sure that the rest of the class were in the classroom before he approached the broom cupboard. He peered around the corner into the Potions corridor, and, seeing that there was no-one outside the classroom, crossed the corridor to the broom cupboard. He turned the handle and quickly darted inside.
was completely dark in the broom cupboard, and it smelled slightly damp and musty. Just as Harry was wondering why Draco wanted to meet him in the broom cupboard, the small room became illuminated by several small candles mounted on the shelf above Harry�s head. Draco was lounging casually on a wooden crate in the centre of the cupboard. He looked dishevelled, but not untidy. He�d taken his outer robes off, and loosened his tie. His normally groomed hair was falling around his face, giving it more shape than it usually had. Harry regarded him with caution.
�Why did you ask me here, Malfoy?�
�Why did you come?�
�I asked you first.�
Malfoy got up and walked around Harry, looking him up and down appraisingly. �Sit down, Potter.�
�No.�
�Sit down.�
Harry reluctantly sat down on the crate Malfoy had been sitting on just moments earlier. Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it at Harry. He ran the tip of it down the side of Harry�s face, scratching him slightly. Harry flinched.
�Don�t worry, Potter. I�m not going to hurt you.� He pointed his wand at the door.
�Colloportus!� There was a squelching sound and the door was sealed.
�Why did you ask me here, Malfoy?� Harry asked again.
Malfoy turned back to face Harry. He took his tie off, and the collar of his shirt fell open, exposing a triangle of smooth white skin. Harry was suddenly struck by the beauty of Draco�s skin, and had a sudden urge to touch it. He sat on his hands.
�What�s the matter?� Malfoy taunted him. �Nervous?�
�About what? You still haven�t told me why I�m here, Malfoy!� Harry exclaimed.
�I think you know.� Draco walked over to Harry and ran a single hand down his face.
�NO!� Harry shouted, leaping to his feet. �Not that again!�
�Well why did you come?�
Harry looked around. Why HAD he come? For Malfoy? No. For Ginny? No. To prove something to himself? Maybe.
�Er-� Harry paused. He had no reason for coming, no reason he could tell Malfoy, at least.
�You can�t tell me, can you? You don�t know why you�re here.� Draco suddenly perched himself on Harry�s lap, straddling him. He wrenched Harry�s hands out from under his legs, and pushed his arms backwards away from his body.
�I�ll tell you why you�re here.� Draco said, moving his mouth to Harry�s neck, breathing gently. �You�re here because -- � he kissed Harry�s neck �--because--� another kiss, higher, �--because--� he let go of one of Harry�s arms and wrapped around his waist, moving his mouth higher again, �--because you want me.� Draco�s mouth crashed down onto Harry�s.
Harry was surprised to discover that his lips were already parted when Draco found them, and even more surprised to discover that he was kissing the other boy back. Harry�s hands found their way around Draco�s slender body, and finger crept into the waistband at the back of his pants.
At this, Draco pressed his hips forward into Harry, who suddenly jerked his head away from Malfoy�s. He wriggled out from under the other boy, and moved to stand by the door.
�What is this?� Harry asked.
Draco cast an arm out. �It is what it is, Potter.� He said noncommittally.
In a flash, Harry had crossed the small room and was beating Draco on the chest with his fists. �No, it�s NOT! I don�t have any feelings for you! You�re a self-absorbed, self-centered, self-important PRAT!�
Draco grabbed Harry�s wrists to stop the pummelling. �You didn�t have to come, Potter.�
�I did. To tell you that I�m in love with Ginny. Not you.�
�That�s right Potter,� Malfoy spat, violently releasing Harry�s wrists from his grasp. �Keep telling yourself that.�
Harry�s eyes narrowed. �Let me out of this room.�
�No.�
�Let me out of the fucking room, Malfoy!� Harry kicked the door, but only succeeded in stubbing his toe.
�Fine.� Draco said stonily, and undid the sealing charm on the door.
Both Harry and Draco were surprised when it was flung open from the outside.
Professor Snape was standing in the corridor looking deadly.
Authors Note: Thankyou for waitiing a little longer than usual, readers! I promise it's all going to go somewhere good from here.
Chapter title from Flashdance by Deep Dish, used without permission but with much gratitude
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