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I Saw Malfoy Suck Cock	By : Smuff Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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WARNING: Heavy graphic material containing GAY sex acts. If this offends you, why are you even reading this?

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*~I Saw Malfoy Suck Cock~*

Chapter seven

I pulled Malfoy away from me.

I attempted it.

But he wouldn�t let go.

Malfoy�s eyes rose to mine wide in alarm, and I stopped trying to force him away.

I sighed.

�You need to tell me more about this.� I said.

Malfoy�s fingers curled around my shirt, the nail of his pinkie grazing my nipple underneath my uniform.

I couldn�t help but feel a sexual spark there, but I tried not to.

Once again, he hid his face on my chest.

I tried to frown down at him, but I was more puzzled than annoyed at his behaviour.

�What do you want to know?�

Nothing.

I very much liked my ignorance, thank you.

I could be fucking you in the wall right now...

I closed my eyes. That definitely wasn�t the correct line of thought.

�You think you can stand up? We should go somewhere else.� I said, grabbing his elbows again so to push him back.

He watched me as I stood, mute, so I grabbed his elbows once more and picked him up.

�Malfoy?�

It took him a few seconds but eventually he nodded, quickly, and took himself away from me as he walked the few
steps to his bag.

My mind was reeling.

Where to go with this?

�Come on,� I said, sounding completely self-assured to my own ears, �let�s go to the room.� Which had become
the undecided name of that unused classroom Malfoy and I had met a few times now.

Malfoy placed the strap of his bag over his shoulder and followed me.
Without complaints.

~~~

�So how does it work?� I asked as we sat on the floor separated by food.

On the way to the room, I had stopped briefly in the kitchens and had grabbed Malfoy and I something to eat and
drink.

He must have been hungry. Big emotional outbursts either left you blocked out or craving for food, I knew all about those.

It was sort of amusing seeing him wolfing things down.

Malfoy munched on his croissant one last time before gulping it down with some pumpkin juice.

He swallowed, slender fingers pressing on his shiny lips as a little, soundless burp escape d him.

I blinked.

Then Malfoy �coughed�, and I realized I had been staring.

�Oh, um, you just looked so...Human, just then.�

His Malfoy normal self was coming back, he snorted slightly even if he averted his eyes to the grapes.

�What do you mean..?�

I nonchalantly rocked my bottle of butterbear side to side, watching him now pick a grape.

�You don�t always look like part of this world. Like a mere mortal, you know? Sometimes, well, most of the
times...You�re.�

I stopped.

Malfoy�s lips parted pink and moist, as he pushed in the grape. Which, may I add, seemed more than happy to be
cushioned between his plump lips, and disappear in that hot...Tight cavern.

Dear. Sweet. Merlin.

Thank you for making sure that Hogwarts had run out of bananas on this very day.

At the same instant, Malfoy lifted his silver eyes to me, eyelashes fluttering all the while, and he proceeded
to chew innocently enough.

�I�m what?�

Then, the tip of his pink tongue came to circuit around his lips, adding to the shine of them, making them look
even more plump and curvy and just...

�Obnoxious.� I said, choosing one of the many adjectives that had been floating in my mind.

I drank a big gulp out of my bottle.

No reason to heat up, right?

And bleeding hell, just what had I been about admitting to Malfoy?

But it had made his mouth curl nonetheless, and his face light up.

�Yeah, it also comes with been disgustingly rich, having seedy connections and devilishly good looks.�

Ka-chin, ka-chin, ka-chin. I couldn�t agree more.

I had another gulp of my drink just in case my stupid mouth decided to say something again.

I did however; notice the bitter note floating around Malfoy�s tone when he said that.

�So how does it work?� I repeated again, getting us back on track.

�Is it a spell or?�

Malfoy shrugged; all the air of been uninterested with the topic at hand as he fetched himself another grape.

�Hey, this isn�t a picnic, Malfoy.� I suddenly found myself snapping.

The blond retracted his hand so quickly I hadn�t even finished speaking.

He rubbed at the side of his forehead and exhaled.

�You either talk or I�m leaving.� I said, eyeing him very critically now.

He pressed his mouth tightly and nodded. �Ok.�

�Ok.� I repeated, swinging the bottle to my mouth for another sip.

�Well, I�m not sure, exactly, myself.�

�When did it start?� I supplied.

�This one day, the Dark Lord came to the manor. He thought I was...Very pretty. I was thirteen.�

I kept my face emotionless although I was full with disgust.

�I remember father coming to my rooms that night to wish me goodnight. He had a tray with a drink for me. I
can�t even name another night in which he had before, but anyways, that night...�

Malfoy sighed.

�That night he was very pleased, and with me. He told me that the Dark Lord was looking forward to have me join
him. All I knew was that I had made my father proud; I didn�t really understand what I was putting myself in. I
just agreed with whatever he said, I trusted him blindly.�

�What did he say?�

�That I should show the Dark Lord the same acceptance, and more. A lot more.�

Malfoy crossed his arms around himself.

�He made me drink the contents in the goblet, and made me aware of the interest the Dark Lord had of me rather
colourfully for a boy of only thirteen. But there you go,� he looked up with half a smirk, �who else can go
around saying that the Dark Lord is after their ass but you?�

Unexpected laughter escaped me, and I soon found myself suffocating it down with my hand.

�It�s alright,� Malfoy said, half a snigger coming from him too, �it is rather amusing, put like that.�

�Yes, I suppose it is.� I took my final available gulp out of my bottle and placed it down.

How weird, laughing with Malfoy over such a matter.

I looked at him with wonder.

�I always knew I was to become the Dark Lord�s concubine�don�t look like that Potter. It is rather common for,�

�Psychopaths?�

�Lords, for Lords to have a concubine. This is Wizard culture, after all.�

�Aren�t you ashamed?�

�I told you. Most of my pride and my inhibitions have been killed if not overpassed over time. It is a bearable
thought. In a way, it is a position that has its power.�

I frowned again. Was Malfoy becoming delusional?

�Power?�

Malfoy looked at me for a moment.

Then, his hands unbuckled his pants, pushed them down with his boxers, and I had a quick glimpse of blond curls
and soft cock before he turned around.

He arranged himself on his knees, my eyes going wide as his ass was presented to me as he peeked from behind his
shoulder.

�Power.� He whispered, even my cock noticing now the sultry tone of his voice.

�Got it.� My jaw snapped close.

~~~

�That potion, I think it worked like a drug, like Ecstasy.�

�You know about Ecstasy?�

�Potter, I wasn�t born yesterday you know?�

~~~

�I was educated about sex pretty soon. I could never be perfect in my academics, but I was determine to give
hundred percent with this.�

I smiled wolfishly, �Just �Outstanding�, Mr. Malfoy.�

He actually rolled his eyes at me but the blush still came on his cheeks.

~~~

�No, Professor Snape has never supplied me with the potion. It always came from my father although; I don�t know where he got it from.�

I swallowed the last of my sausage roll, �Perhaps from Voldemort.�

Malfoy shivered.

�Perhaps.�

~~~

�I enjoy been with men.� Malfoy said, softly.

He was twirling an almond between his fingers, looking at it but I think, without really seeing it there.

�I�ve never been with a woman before.�

�Do you want too?�

�With a woman?� he seemed to think about it.

�No.�

�Why not?�

Malfoy�s eyes, intense all of a sudden were on me, and I thought against eating the chilly tart altogether.

�I wouldn�t know what other role to be.�

Somehow, I hadn�t been expecting such an honest answer.

~~~

�I can�t help myself. I go delirious when I don�t get sex. I can go on without actually having orgasms myself,
but hell, it just messes more with my head. I just don�t understand anymore. I have no control, I don�t want
any. I just need, like, I crave for it.�

I panted.

Just hearing him talk like that was exciting me.

�And when you �get� to orgasm?�

Malfoy rested on the wall, eyes closed.

�It�s beyond amazing.� He breathed.

And I found myself so agreeing with him.

�It calms me down...It takes away all the fog from my brain. I get to be more like myself.�

It was true, I realized.

I remembered how submissive Malfoy was, and well, still is, but how gradually he became just a bit more
audacious each time.

How today in the potions room, for example, he was driving me mad with his awakened tongue.

�Do you still take that, that potion?�

Malfoy remained very quiet for a long moment. �I don�t know. The potion has no taste and no colour. I could say
it was water.�

�Great,� I spat sarcastically, �so you have no idea when you are actually taking it.�

Malfoy didn�t answer me.

But it wasn�t a question either way.

~~~

Malfoy was now lying on the floor, his bag cushioning his head against the wall as he looked up mindlessly.

I stared back at him, my own thoughts going in and out as I rested on my side facing him.

We had fallen into silence but after talking for what felt like hours.

Not the lightest topics of conversations, but Malfoy proved to be almost enjoyable to talk with.

It hit me then just how interesting I found him to be.

Malfoy was...fascinating.

�You�re the Dark Lord�s future concubine.� I concluded, rather dumbly.

�In training.� He whispered back, mirroring my brainless bafflement.

Malfoy gave me a quick glance, as if to check if that bit of teasing had offended me, and looked away again.

Silence, it grew for a moment longer.

�In training.� I repeated, still not willing to grasp everything I had learned that day.

Malfoy nodded, scratching at the fabric of his jumper as if some sort of annoying crust had developed there.

�Thanks to my father.�

�Your father.�

�Made me dependant on sex.�

�Sex.�

I blinked back at him, he looked away as his body begun to shiver.

�And I�ll probably give birth to the Dark Lord�s Heir...�

�You will give bir�hang on.�

Malfoy�s shivers, then I noticed, were actually due to laughter not fear to give �birth� to Voldemort�s Heir.

�Oh, piss off!� I found myself spluttering as Malfoy turned his head away from me and laughed whole-heartedly.

It was all...strangely amusing.

I found myself fighting a smile as Malfoy laughed.

And slowly, it was dawning on me that it was one of the first times when I actually didn�t hate Malfoy for
making me feel like an idiot.

Malfoy�s cheek had gained a rich colour now, and as he turned to me again that twinkle had come once more in his eyes.

My throat went dry and I sought for some remaining pumpkin juice.

�Do you mind?� I actually asked, after discovering that the only left was in his goblet.

I didn�t wait for his acceptance, but I think I saw him nod anyways.

His last few chuckles had already died, but he kept looking at me.

I placed his goblet down and stared back.

�What?�

Malfoy bit his lip, uncertainty perhaps?

�I,� Malfoy breathed. �Are you going to help me?�

I watched him for a bit, seeing the edge of insecurity he was holding his whole body with.

�You know what that means, right?�

Malfoy tensed a bit more, but looked at me expectantly.

�I�ll have to tell my friends. And Dumbledore...even Snape.�

Malfoy paled like white sheet.

�Oh no.� He said, passing his hands trough his golden hair.

He grew agitated very quickly.

�I can�t�you can�t---I�d die of shame!�

�Shame?� I repeated, �You have no shame, remember? Where did all your talk about �power� and �no inhibitions�
go, Malfoy?�

He then resembled very closely to a gold fish.

I didn�t know if it was something to do with the blond hair or because he was opening and closing his mouth
repeatedly.

Malfoy sighed again, his hands crawling over his head scratching at his scalp in uncontained frustration.

But as it had come, so quickly and almost raw, it was gone.

I watched him sit back again, a look most absolute on his face as he started at some point before him.

I sat up. �Asking for my help doesn�t mean it�s going be safe and quiet. You are stepping over a line.�

One that had always divided us, I thought.

�I�m not just one person; I�m a team of people. For me to help you, they have to know too.�

�So you need their support.� He let out, chest tight as he said that.

�But dose this need to be even more public?� Steely eyes lifted to me and I re-appraised Malfoy altogether.

�You are still �in� there aren�t you? It�s still you.�

He watched me, unblinking.

I felt his eyes trail on my face and before I knew it, my own fell down the shape of his high cheekbones, till
the contours of his jaw, to the bow of his lips.

The mouth parted as Malfoy breathed in deeply.

I looked back up.

�It�s always been me.�

I cleared my throat.

�It doesn�t. I will tell only the people I trust.�

�Including Snape?�

I felt an instance of annoyance.

�I included him for your own benefit. He is your head of house.�

Somehow, Malfoy�s features loosened.

�You thought of my own benefit?�

I frowned, but Malfoy grinned as he rested his head back on the wall and closed his eyes.

�Oh lords, Potter.� He let out, like a pray.

~~~

The platters of food remained empty between us on the floor.

Malfoy remained breathing quietly as he still continued to be with his head resting on the wall.

Our silence had prolonged beyond my realization, and now he looked to be asleep.

Although my mind had been busy with thought, I had been gazing at him the whole time.

How fucked up was it all, I couldn�t stop wondering.

My joints clicked as I stood up. I stretched and walked the few steps before Malfoy.

I knelt before him, like that time in the corridor and it brought a wince to my face.

�Do you trust me?�

Because after that, why would you?

Malfoy didn�t move.

�I think I can.� He whispered back.

He didn�t open his eyes, so I scrutinized his face to my liking.

�You think?�

Malfoy�s lip curled up a bit but he did not respond.

�You know you are asking for me to, �help�, you from the people that have taken advantage of you, that have hurt
you.�

And I�ve done all of those things.

�Is this guilt, Potter?�

�No.�

I don�t know.

�But you might as well have chosen someone you �know� you can trust, not just �think� you can.�

�You know the answer to that...� he spoke so softly I almost failed to understand him.

Then I found his eyes staring back, bluer more than silver.

�Your question is �why�, isn�t it? Why I picked you?�

I closed my mouth, and Malfoy�s eyes fell on it before lifting again.

�I could say you�re a good chance to take on. A safe bet, considering who you are.�

He was speaking in the same soft voice, I wished he wasn�t.

�And hell, all the elements are there. �Saint Hero Potter�.� He intoned seriously.

�But I�d never come to you because of this.�

�Pride?�

�It was none of your business. Would you have cared?�

That same question, somehow it had stayed in me all this time.

�Then you �made� this my business?�

�I�ve never planned to get my cock fondled by my childhood rival in the middle of Herbology.�

I felt my body heat up, but it wasn�t from embarrassment.

�Then what, after you realized you had the chance?�

He shook his head.

�Why is it such a struggle for you to understand? I�ve told you why.�

Malfoy actually reached over and touched me.

He placed his hand on my tie, pulling at it in a quick fix before brushing his hand on to my shoulder.

I could feel the warmth of his hand trough my clothing, it was distracting.

�Out of all the men...I�ve been with.�

And then his hand gripped my shoulder strongly, as if calming the sudden ferocity that was building up in me
with that statement.

A ferocity that I had tried to keep away through all our conversation, after all.

�You�ve been,� he looked away, at his hand on my shoulder.

�You�ve been the most human. I told you Potter, you are different.� He said, looking up, his eyes searching mine
for understanding.

�Why is everyone�s answer always got to be that?� I asked, before I realized I was actually voicing my thoughts.

�Why must you be full of �why questions�, and never accept an answer?�

I blinked back at Malfoy who waited for me to answer him.

Instead, I took his hand away from me and sat next to him against the wall.

�I�ve always looked for honesty and truthfulness. Getting the same answers just makes it feel like it is all
somehow scripted, and fake.�

Malfoy turned all his body to me, �Haven�t you ever stopped to think, that maybe that is what we are all looking
for?�

I�ve never heard him speak with such conviction before.

�Something different.� He said, �Isn�t that what you are looking for now? A different answer?�

I breathed. I couldn�t believe it was Malfoy speaking.

�How do you...Make so much sense?�

I watched Malfoy ease down a bit, an air of mystique on him.

I had a flash of that day when we first came to use the room we were now in.

Of him coming up the stairs and coming close to me.

�That day...� I reflected, suddenly making sense of something.

�When we first met here, you were trying to tell me something.�

Malfoy crossed his arms and uncrossed his legs so to raise his knees under his chin.

He let out a half snigger, looking away.

�It was too soon.�

�But you tried.�

Malfoy worried his bottom lip with his teeth, and then looked at me, nodding.

�I did.�

He gave me a strange look, his lips almost pursed as he looked away and rubbed the palm of his hands on his
knees.

�It was good,� he said I could see with some sort of difficulty, �it proved to me that I had to try again.�

That night, I had healed him.

Right, I understood.

�Potter, this is so difficult for me to be telling you this. How more honest or truthful do you want me to get?�

I hadn�t expected the sudden burst, but it was suddenly visible to me that underneath Malfoy�s layers of cool,
he was sitting on a bubbling cauldron.

�As much as I need you to be.�

Malfoy stopped his inner turmoil to finally look back at me.

I couldn�t quite understand his expression.

Weary, the way his eyebrows lowered and curved just slightly. Confused, the way his eyes travelled left to right from mine. Guardedly, they way they also tightened slightly around the outer edge.

And his mouth, parted perhaps in speechlessness.

�Don�t fear honesty, sometimes it�s a good thing.�

The expression was gone as soon as I said that.

�There are so many things to fear nowadays, I go fear on such frivolous thing.�

�Hardly.�

~~~

This time, it was I that had my eyes closed as I rested my head on the wall.

The drowsiness evaporated from me slowly, realizing that I had actually fallen asleep, still twirling around my
line of thoughts.

I could feel the cold hard press of the stone floor and the slight ache on my back.

But then, I felt the warm weight on my shoulder and I knew instantly it was Malfoy�s head resting there.

He must have sensed the different way I begun breathing, for he spoke.

�Your people must be turning Hogwarts over in order to look for you.�

�They must be doing a poor job, they haven�t found me yet.� I swallowed; my voice was rough by sleep.

Malfoy sniggered quietly, but made himself more at home on my shoulder.

�What time is it?� I asked.

�Night, probably sometime after dinner.� He replied, a slight yawn making his jaw brush against me.

I finally opened my eyes to notice that Malfoy had conjured some candles and lit them all over the room.

The windows, already darkened by layers of dust had always made the room darker during the lightest time of the
day, but now with the night, it all felt a little bit darker.

�I�m really starting to think we need a bed.�

Again, Malfoy was able to spring laughter out of me.

�Merlin, you�re weird.� I breathed.

Malfoy moved away, taking away his warmth too, and stood up to stretch.

�Why are you still here? You could have left. �

The blond gave me a small smile, the glow of the candles giving it another meaning whatsoever.

And no. I was not going to analyse just how Malfoy looked under the candle light.

Potter don�t go there.

Don�t you dare.

�I could have.� He agreed, and turned to pick up his bag.

But chose not to, I answered myself.

I also rose to my feet, remembering I had no bag as I had left it in class.

I took out my wand then, and just banishing the platters with it.

�I�ll meet you here tomorrow.�

I walked towards the door, listened for a bit and then opened it slowly trying to prevent the squeaks that
followed anyways.

A quick look told me that there was no one around the corridor, and when the light suddenly turned to darkness
behind me I realized that Malfoy had spelled the candles away and was beside me.

�What...What time?�

�Nine? It�s Saturday anyways.�

Malfoy stepped outside and I closed the door behind us.

For a moment we walked in silence as we went down the stairs.

I felt uneasy.

As if the four walls of that room had retained the freedom to feel at ease with Malfoy.

It was all moving so fast.

Perhaps I just needed to stop thinking about it, and something would have actually made sense.

We came to a point where I had to take the stairs that climbed up while Malfoy headed for the ones that proceeded down in the opposite direction.

�Potter,� Malfoy breathed out, and I looked at him curiously.

�I won�t,� he licked his lips quickly; �I won�t let anyone else touch me.�

�Yeah?� I was almost arrogant.

Malfoy shrugged; face down as he played with the strap of his bag.

Was he nervous?

�Right...�

I was missing something, I knew it.

�Right.� He repeated again, looked up at me and turned around.

�Malfoy,�

The blond peeked at me from his shoulder, not turning fully.

I blinked back at him, still feeling like I was missing something.

�Goodnight.�

Malfoy rolled his eyes, and proceeded for his own path.

He raised his hand in salute, his back facing me as he walked away.

�Goodnight, Potter.�

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You guys, I am so flattered by all your words and I am blown away by everyone�s enthusiasm for the story! A big collective THANK YOU! It�s really the best thing to come back to your computer to find you guys� comments. XOXO

...Some of you might have noticed that I took a bit more time to update than usual. I must warn you that it might happen again. Sadly, there has been a death in the family so things will be a bit tougher around here (rl) for me. Not to mention with everyday rl stuff. But anyhow, don�t worry�I will be writing on.
I�m not sure about this chapter. I was in the middle of writing when the news of my grandma passing away came in. I�m not fishing for sympathy votes here, but I just wanted to apologize that if this chapter has a different tone, or mood, or something just feels off from the rest of the story, that is probably why.

It also never wanted to end. Heck, I hope it is not the beginning of some ugly author�s block! Gnah, hate those. So, the ending I gave it, kinda feels premature to me�like it just suddenly stopped, but really, it needed to go on.

Anyways, you guys! You are all wonderful and thanks for the reviews!
I�ll start writing the next chapter tonight...as I won�t be in this weekend. I�ll update ASAP, I promise ya�ll.

Omg, and thanks again for all the sweets and cakes---I know I complain about getting fat, but who cares? Gah, I need the love! Lol!

Hope to hear from you all soon, ciao!

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