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One Chance	By : wretchedscar Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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One Chance *~* REPOST

by WretchedScar

� April 22, 2004 to current

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its entities are the property of J.K. Rowling. No infringement intended.

Genre: HP/DM; M/M; Lemon; Issues of Non-Con; Light BDSM; Angst & Eventual Romance.

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Harry walked side by side with Draco, through Hogsmeade. He tried to ignore the looks of astonishment and disbelief that seemed to be coming from any and all of his fellow classmates that he passed. He guessed that most still had yet to absorb the constant, intimate public interactions he had been sharing with Draco Malfoy of late.
�Want to go to Zonko�s?� Draco asked quietly.
�Sure, sounds good,� Harry replied quickly, biting his lower lip.
�What is wrong with you, Potter?� Draco asked, giving him a rather irritated look.
�What?� Harry glared. �There�s nothing wrong with me!�
�Yes there is,� Draco continued. �After the lecture I got before we came about how you were going to plan out the day, you have yet to suggest anything! All you keep doing is looking around like you�re in some sort of nervous panic! What, are you embarrassed to be seen with me?�
�I�m not nervous! And I�m not panicking, Draco.� Harry sighed. �It�s just . . .�
�What, Potter! Spit it out,� Draco stopped walking and turned to face the other boy.
�Well, haven�t you noticed how everyone is staring at us?�
�Staring. At. Us. Are you mad?� Draco rolled his eyes. �What the hell did you expect? All they know is that we�ve been bitter enemies for several years and lately have been acting even stranger than before. They don�t know we�ve been shagging like rabid bunnie-�
�Ugh, don�t remind me,� Harry snorted. �And you�re the one who has constantly wanted to shag,� he poked Draco in the chest with his index finger.
�I didn�t hear you complaining once things got good,� he stated with a smirk, grabbing Harry and pulling the resisting boy towards him. �Who cares if they stare. I thought you wanted a relationship with me?�
�I do it�s just . . . I hate it when people stare. I hate it when I�m gossiped about.�
�Ah, yes, it�s hard being a celebrity, isn�t it Potter,� Draco drawled. �And as if having to put up with your annoying self is an enjoyable experience for me? If you didn�t have such a cute ass that I was willing to lose my inheritance over I would -�
�Argh! Get off you insufferable -� Harry started but was cut off by Draco quickly kissing him on the lips.
�Shut up, Potter. Now do you really want to go to Zonko�s or not?� Draco asked quietly, still not releasing him, rubbing his middle back in comforting circles.
�Yeah,� he stated quietly, smiling. �It�d be fun.� He stepped back from Draco when he realized the other boy was going to let him move again.
Draco let Harry move a bit apart from him, but kept a firm hold of his hand this time. They walked, side by side, hand in hand towards Zonkos, ignoring the stares.

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�Come on, it�ll be fun!� Harry insisted.
�No, fun is not the word that first came to my mind, Potter,� Draco growled.
�Draco, please,� Harry frowned. �You said I could have a say in . . .�
�Fine.� Draco sighed as they walked towards the table in the three broomsticks where Hermione, Neville and Ron sat, staring at them from a distance.
�Hey guys! Can we join you?� Harry asked smiling a bit and feeling partially nervous.
�Sure Harry,� Hermione smiled and motioned to two empty chairs.
�Hey Harry!� Neville smiled and then gulped. �Hello, Draco.�
�I can�t believe this,� Ron started muttering. �Of all the ferrets in the world . . . �
�What was that, Weasle?� Draco started to stand up, ready for a good duel at the words but Harry dragged him back down with a firm grip to his robes.
�Ronald Weasley, you apologize to our lunch guest,� Hermione clucked her tongue.
�ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!� Ron glared. �I can�t believe Harry is even touching him and . . .I mean as if what happened in the Great Hall that day wasn�t enough he�s...�
�Say what you want about me, Weasley but do not, under any circumstance, insult Potter. I thought he was your friend,� Draco stated quietly, a serious glint to his eyes.
�I . . . he is . . but . .� Ron stammered. �You and he . . . lately it�s been wrong, all wrong!� he mumbled on. He looked at Harry and sighed at the disappointed look that his friend�s eyes held. �Sorry, Harry. It�s just a bit of a shock you know, that you are spending time with Malfoy.�
�Quality time, too,� Draco snickered and received a smack upside his head from Harry.
�It�s alright, Ron. It just, well, sort of happened . . � Harry trailed off.
�As long as you�re okay with his domineering self I�ll try not to . . .OW!� he muttered, rubbing his knee and glaring at Hermione who had obviously kicked him under the table. �Right then, lunch?�
They picked up their menus and started browsing the food when Draco leaned over to whisper behind his menu at Harry. �Speaking of things just sort of happening . . . we should talk about the party that night . . .� Draco stated quietly, his heart secretly thudding in his chest. He swallowed his nervousness and disappointment at his own quest for honesty.
�What do you mean?� Harry whispered back. �We have . . .�
�Just . . . after Hogsmeade, there�s something more I need to tell you,� Draco smiled quickly, and went back to his menu.
Harry frowned and tried not to worry.

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During the course of lunch it was amazing to note that no one had died a painful death at the table that hosted four Gryffindors and one Slytherin. Harry munched happily on his stew, stealing an extra roll off of Draco�s plate. He was surprised by himself when he felt his free hand reaching under the table to hold Draco�s other hand. He felt content. For once. It was nice to have a boyfriend . . . A BOYFRIEND?
Harry choked on the bit of roll he had been trying to swallow. And gasped, trying to swallow as Draco pounded his back.
�Eat the roll, Potter - don�t breath it,� Draco laughed.
�Oh shut up or I�ll eat you . . . .� Harry glared, still slightly out of breath before realizing his mistake.
�Promise?� Draco leaned in to whisper in his ear and kissed him on the cheek.
Harry looked up to confirm that everyone (Neville, Ron and Hermione) were all looking at him and Draco with wide, doe-like eyes and red faces.
�What?� Draco growled. �Can�t I kiss my boyfriend?�
�Merciful . . .� Ron rolled his eyes.
�So it�s official then?� Hermione smiled.
�No -� Harry started.
�Yes -� Draco began at the same time, glaring at Harry.
�I think it�s cute,� Neville squeaked.
�Oh you would, fat-bottom,� a voice from behind the group startled everyone out of their conversing.
Draco didn�t even glance behind him, instead an eyebrow rose in a single, regal speculative confirmation. �Hello, Knott. Fancy finding you here.� Though there were several Slytherins (Pansy and Blaise to name a few) who would have no problem with Draco�s claim on Harry Potter . . . there would be several who would have a thing or two to say about the matter. He had been expecting this. It was only the precursor to having to tell his father about Harry.
�Fancy not finding you with us, Draco,� Knott indicated himself, Crabbe and Goyle.
�I needed a change of pace. Besides, didn�t you notice that I�ve spent more time with Pansy and Blaise then you three of late? No? Such a shame,� he stated with an arrogant smirk.
�Do you want to go?� Harry asked Draco quietly.
�Shut the fuck up, Potter,� Knott growled.
Draco was up on his feet the second the other Slytherin addressed Harry that way. His wand was extended and pointed straight at Knott�s throat. Everyone in the group and the other customers of the three broomsticks were quiet, watching, waiting . . .
�Draco,� Harry stated softly, putting his hand out to gently enclose over the pale, white one that so steadily held the wand. �He�s not worth it.�
�Oh he�s worth it alright,� Draco growled. �But not today. This is our day,� he lowered his wand and glared a warning at the other boys. �Get the fuck out Knott. We�ll finish this later.�
�You can be sure of that,� Knott nodded his head, and sent a cold glance to Harry that was once again blocked when Draco stepped in front of the other boy, deterring the threat.
�Oh Merlin,� Neville mumbled.
Draco sat down and the quiet chatter of those around them in the small restaurant /pub began again. He reached out and gently ran his hand through Harry�s thick, dark strands of hair. �I�m sorry about that, Potter.�
�I really think you two ought to be careful tonight,� Hermione stated seriously, her brow furrowed with thought.
�I�ll take care of things,� Draco stated firmly.

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�You really shouldn�t have . . .� Harry smiled and rolled his eyes. �I can afford to buy things myself, you know.� He sat on his bed with Draco in the Gryffindor Tower. Bags of items from their shopping trip to Hogsmeade littered the space around them and onto the floor. It was dinner time and the two of them had decided to skip out in order to have some time alone.
�Leave it be, Potter,� Draco stated quietly, a smirk on his lips. �I enjoyed it as much as you did. Besides, the way you were drooling over that signed edition of the Quidditch Pitch and not making a move towards your wallet had me seriously worried.�
�Why do you have to do that?� Harry glared, his light-hearted mood suddenly altering.
�What?� Draco asked, in confusion. �What did I say?!�
�You do all of . . . � he waved his hands at the gifts, �. . . of this and Merlin knows we�ve been intimate and you still call me �Potter�, Draco,� Harry explained. �Why can�t you say my name?�
�Oh I can say it,� Draco stated quietly, his brow furrowed. �I just don�t know if I want to . . . all the time.� Silence greeted his words, and Draco looked up with a small sigh. He saw Harry looking at him with a rather thoughtful expression. �What? No yelling? No �get out, Draco Malfoy�? Are you feeling alright, Potter?�
Harry narrowed his eyes and moved forward a bit towards the other boy who was sitting next to him on the bed.
Draco felt himself leaning backwards, away from the other boy, unsure of what was happening.
Harry continued to follow Draco�s path of retreat, until he felt the Slytherin stop. He slowly and deliberately brushed his lips back and forth against Draco�s and whispered, �Say my name . . .�
Draco moved in to kiss Harry fully but Harry pulled back away and pushed Draco down onto his bed, sending various Hogsmeade articles flying to land on the floor with thuds. He looked at his blonde haired boyfriend, sprawled in black robes against the dark, ruby red of his coverlet and smiled. Moving ever so slowly he went and straddled Draco�s hips, moving down over to bite at his earlobe, warranting a growl from the boy. �Say it . . .� his tongue flicked out to lick at Draco�s neck.
Draco was not about to give in. �No . . . Potter. . .� he smirked when he heard the boy above him gasp at his audacity and then yelped a bit when he felt Harry grab his wrists and pin him to the bed. Well this was something he hadn�t expected. �Oh please,� Draco grinned. �You so are not the type . . .� he laughed.
Harry looked down at draco and smirked, �Want to bet?�
Draco blinked. �You wouldn�t dare,� he hissed. �I�m the one who is on t-� he was cut off when Harry leaned down and fully kissed him on the lips. He felt his mouth open to accommodate the other boy�s passion. He swirled his tongue around and against the warmth of Harry�s own, moaning a bit. They broke away only when they needed to take a deep breath. �You�re crazy, you know that? Dinner is halfway through, your friends will be coming up soon and all of a sudden you want to have sex?�
�No,� Harry said with another quick kiss. �I want to make love. And I will have you saying my name, my given name by the end of it Draco Malfoy.�
�You wish,� Draco smiled and ran his hand through Harry�s thick, dark locks.
�No, I want,� Harry murmured and let his hand run down Draco�s covered chest, past where his navel was located to softly cup the manhood that was starting to arise there against the confining fabric of his slacks.
Draco grabbed Harry�s hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it. �There�s no way you�re going to be on top, love.�
�Yes there is,� Harry grinned, whipping out his wand and muttering several spells succinctly.
Draco gasped as he felt his wrists being bound by invisible bonds to the top of the bed. He growled when his and Harry�s clothing magically disappeared leaving them entirely naked, skin against skin.
�Locking and silencing charm?� Draco asked with a raised eyebrow.
�Already done,� Harry grinned and leaned into kiss his lustful partner.
�Potter-� Draco started.
�HARRY -� Harry countered.
�Are we going to have sex, or not,� Draco growled.
�A little demanding aren�t you,� Harry countered, rubbing his groin against Draco�s and giggling when he felt Draco squirm and fight his bonds.
�What do you expect . . . it�s been how long since you�ve had the privilege of my very horny self?� Draco muttered. �And I TOLD you I�m on top.� He shook his body this way and that trying to dislodge the golden-boy who clung rather cleverly to him.
�Not this time,� Harry whispered into his ear.�
�I mean it!� Draco threatened.
�I can compromise,� Harry offered.
�No.� Draco stated.
They both glared at one another.
�We�re running out of time,� Harry reminded. Dinner was twenty minutes to being finished.
�So stop being such an arse and let me have your arse!� Draco hollered.
�Draco -� Harry sighed.
�Potter . . . I need to top,� he whined.
Harry smiled and then laughed, kissing him quickly. �You�re one to be giving complaints about this. If I remember correctly you never listened to my please! Anyway, trust me . . . you won�t be disappointed. Beyond your other demand is there anything else that would make you feel more comfortable being tied up and at my mercy?�
�No.�
�Don�t you trust me?� Harry asked quietly, rubbing his groin against Draco�s hardening dick. He tweaked his partner�s nipples and leaned in for another long, passionate kiss.
�Yes . . . � Draco whispered into Harry�s lips at last. �If it means sex, then yes.�
�Good,� Harry whispered back, chuckling and then slowly moved down so that his mouth was inches away from Draco�s twitching, naked cock.
�Potter, what are you doing down there . . .� Draco murmured, his head lifting up to try and see what was happening from where he was lying on his back. He gasped and threw his head back when he felt Harry sucking on the tip of his dick. It was only moments later before he felt himself completely encased in that warm mouth that he started to whimper. Harry Potter was sucking him off. �Merciful, Merlin . .� Draco panted. �Oh, that feels so good,� he felt his hips thrusting up, pushing his erection fully to the back of Harry�s throat. He was becoming so excited, it was pure bliss. And right as he felt as if he were going to explode that loving mouth, those sensually soft lips and skillful tongue left his excited member.
�What the!? Get your lovely mouth back there, Potter! NOW!� Draco growled.
Harry was flushed and panting from excitement and pleasure himself. �No, you�ll like this much better . .�
�Don�t even think about it . . .� Draco started, thinking Harry was going to penetrate his ass but instead gasped and groaned in his throat as he saw the dark haired boy go to straddle him once more. He growled and hissed in pleasure as he felt his boyfriend slowly sink his ass onto his erect and jumping dick. �Oh, god, baby,� Draco whimpered. He felt himself slide easily into Harry as his penis was still wet from his Gryffindor�s mouth�s ministrations.
Harry whimpered a bit and leaned forward to kiss Draco. �Always top me . . . always fuck me . . .� he kissed the other boy, letting his tongue drag across his lips before pulling away slightly to start moving up and down, riding Draco.
Draco watched as Harry bit his bottom lip, his brow furrowed together in passion and concentration as he rode him. Draco was filled with lust, love and pride as his boyfriend started to increase the pace. He felt himself starting to gasp with pleasure, his body fighting to move against the bonds that Harry had placed on him. Oh Merlin, it was sweet! He wanted nothing more than to reach out and take Harry�s dick to hand, giving him back the pleasure he was giving him. �Untie me, let me . . .� Draco gasped.
�I�m fine,� Harry panted, a sheerness of sweat covering his entire body as he continued to pleasure himself on Draco. �This is for you,� he stated, moaning. �All for you . . . but please . . .say my name . . .�
Damn him. Draco arched into Harry, feeling his tight ring of muscle starting to tighten around him. It was becoming too much! �Potter . . .� he moaned, his head thrashing in pleasure. He tugged against the bonds on his wrist, enjoying the pain that was caused there in contrast to the sweet bliss that was on top of him at the moment.
�Draco,� Harry whimpered. �I think . . . I think I�m going to come . . . please!� In the next moment, Harry murmured something into the air and Draco understood - Harry had done wandless magic and had released him from his bonds.
Draco growled, reaching up to take his lover into his arms, reversing their positions so that Harry�s back was against the bed this time and Draco was now pounding into him. He loved that, even from the start, up until the current moment, Harry had still let him basically be in control - be on top.
�Feels so good, don�t stop,� Harry mewed and rubbed against Draco�s embrace. �Please! Harder! Make it hurt so it feels good!�
Draco could see Harry ready to come and could feel himself nearing completion as well. His thrust became more urgent. �So tight . . . still so fucking tight . . .so good, oh, mine� he murmured as he felt his climax building.
�Draco!� Harry screamed, his come spurting out on his chest.
�Potter! Oh, YES!� Draco screamed out as well, as he felt his own completion take place. He spilled his seed inside of his lover, emptying himself fully and not pulling out right away.
After a moment of time, listening to their urgent, taxed breathing he lifted Harry up so that he could hold him in the bed, in his arms.
Harry nestled his face into the warm crook of Draco�s neck, trying to hide . . .
�Are you crying on me?� Draco asked quietly. When he didn�t hear a reply he slowly lifted Harry�s chin so that he could look into his boyfriend�s tear stained eyes. �What? What is it?�
Harry sighed, shook his head and said, �Nothing. It�s nothing.�
�I wouldn�t say that,� Draco whispered and kissed him on the forehead. �Was it something I did?�
�It�s something you didn�t do,� Harry stated quietly. �It�s fine.�
�Next time, I�ll try to do better then,� Draco smiled. �And only because I love you . . . . Harry.�
�Nevermind,� Harry smiled. �I changed my mind. Things are good..�
�What?� Draco grinned, knowing exactly what he meant. �What do you mean? Did I say something?�
�Yes, you did.. It�s all better now . . . Draco. Just try to do it again sometime soon. Often, please.�
�I�ll try,� Draco murmured softly, kissing Harry one last time. �I promise.�
They drifted off to sleep together, but not before Draco heard Harry murmur that he loved him, too..

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�Oh shit!� Harry woke with a start, jumping up from the warm embrace that was Draco�s arms. �Draco, wake up!� He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. �We fell asleep.�
�Where is everyone,� Draco asked quietly, still groggy from what had been the most peaceful sleep he had had in a long time. �Oh shit,� he stated in agreement with Harry as he thought things through. It was 11:23 PM and the spells that kept the door locked and the room silenced were still in place.

�I wonder how long they banged on the door,� Draco started laughing.
�This isn�t funny, Draco!� Harry rushed out of bed, throwing on some clothes and grabbing his wand. He was about to undo the spells to the dormroom when he stopped and looked at Draco shaking his head. �Don�t you want to get dressed, or - something?�
Draco took a moment, with a thoughtful look as if pondering that question seriously. �No, not really.�
�But -�
�Open the door, Harry. I doubt they�ll be that surprised,� Draco yawned and flopped back down on the bed.
�Oh for the love of Merlin . . .� Taking a deep breath he waved his wand, quietly saying the incantations, and then slowly, cautiously began to crack open the door.
�Bout bloody time,� Ron muttered sleepily from where he sat, on the floor, outside the door with Seamus and Dean sprawled over him.
�Damn Harry,� Seamus looked at him agape, �I didn�t realize it took you that long to wank!�
�I wasn�t wanking!� Harry glared. �Guys, before you come in, I should warn you . . � he was pushed aside as the weary Gryffindors made their way into the room.
�Don�t worry we didn�t call any professors. It�s not like you were - in - danger -of -� Ron started and then stopped. They all stopped - and stood - and stared.
Draco lounged on Harry�s bed looking thoroughly shagged and happy, a single eyebrow raised in challenge and a smirk planted across his lip with obvious answers. �Evening, boys.�
Harry groaned from the distance. He pushed his way through his gawking friends. �He�s leaving now. Draco -� he stated with warning.
�But I want to spend the night with you, Harry,� Draco playfully pouted, hugging the already partially smushed feather pillow on the bed.
�Draco -�
�Harry. ---- Fine.� He felt his clothes being thrown at him and looked up to glare at his blushing but sheepish boyfriend. �Next time then.�
�Oh yes, next time,� Harry smiled. All the other Gryffindor boys groaned and rolled their eyes, jumping into bed while the single Slytherin made his way out.

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Draco whistled contentedly as he made his way through the Dungeons back towards the Slytherin dormitories. Things were going rather well and he was pleased with this. He was so busy with his thoughts that he didn�t see the form of someone coming up from behind to push him against the wall of the dungeons.
Draco was rather displeased at this unexpected event - having always been the aggressor in many things, having always been taught to be on guard and be the first to attack and never become a victim he mentally chastised himself for letting his guard fall by the wayside.
�What the fuck do you think you�re doing. Get off of me Nott.� He growled, sending a look that would have had most other Slytherins faultering.
�Have a good time with your Gryffindor slut, Dray?� Nott sneered, pushing Draco up against the wall roughly so that the other boy�s head hit the stone surface with a thud.
Draco didn�t even wince but pushed Nott back. �Shut your fucking mouth. You know nothing about this.�
�And neither does Daddy, does he? Imagine the news . . . imagine what your father will go through explaining to the Dark Lord that his precious, only son is fucking his greatest enemy? Hmm . . . � Nott grinned, his eyes narrowing.
�Stay out of family business, Nott,� Draco stated. �My father wouldn�t even entertain two minutes with you.�
�Maybe not,� the other boy stated. �But then maybe Harry would have more than two minutes for me? Is he good in bed? Does he scream when you take him? I�d like to find out . . .� he taunted. �Such a sweet ass he has -�
Draco roared and with sudden strength pushed Nott off of him and punched him in the jaw. �You can take me on and you can threaten me with my father and the Dark Lord . . . but don�t you damn well even THINK of touching what�s mine. Do you understand me, Nott?� Draco�s breathing was short and heavy from rage. He needed help, guidance . . . it was time to turn to his Godfather. In the morning, he�d see Snape. Draco turned on his heel, making his way swiftly back to his dorm room and in his haste, missed the words muttered from Nott.
�We�ll see.� Nott smiled.

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To be continued . . . after my writer's block has been cured :o(
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