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Stuck With You	By : TokioAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7: Love Potion No 9

Two school weeks of detention later and the boys both looked and felt pretty haggard.

They complained to their friends about having to spend hours on end sorting through paperwork or parchment as it was, sorting bottles of potions and cleaning, cleaning cleaning.

Draco would have complained to his father if it didn't just happen that Professor Snape (who was fully aware that it was Draco who hexed him and not Potter) was his godfather and would make things difficult for him when it was time to come home for Christmas, so he just figured he'd bare the pains of hard labor and get it out of the world. And for some odd reason it also made him feel less uneasy every time he saw Potter in the corridor or in the classroom, he figured he was getting used to the boy's immediate presence.

As for Harry he was equally tired, sure he had to give up Quidditch for the rest of term, but playing Quidditch had always made him tired in a good way and the next day he was filled with renewed energy. And detention was taking a lot of time out of much needed studying hours. Potions was going to be tough even passing. But upside was that him and Draco now were too tired to fight in school hours, so the days passed rather easily and drama-free.

They were still ignoring each other when they passed each other in the hall, but sometimes Harry would catch himself opening his mouth to say hello to Draco, as if they were friends. When this happened, or when Draco cast a glance at him from somewhere nearby, Harry thought he was probably mistaken, but it didn't look like Draco had the same hatred for him anymore.

Sometimes it kind of looked like Draco wanted to say hello too. But Harry was sure he was just imagining things, because him and Draco as friends? Honestly, that would just never happen.

But somewhere inside of him, Harry wondered if it wouldn't be much easier if they could be friends instead of enemies.

In detention Harry and Draco had a perfectly good organizing system that they both agreed on, and they were also a pretty good team when it came to getting things done. If they were lucky they'd get the room completely organized by the end of next week and then maybe they would get a shorter sentence due to good behavior?

But as this was the last day of the second week of detention the boys where feeling the tiredness creeping over them.

Draco plopped down on the now clean couch with a heavy sigh, stretching out his long legs, crossing his ankles and touched his left hand to his forehead and his eyes.

"I can't do this anymore!” he cried out exasperated “I'm so fucking tired I could die”.

Harry dragged his feet over to the couch and sat down next to Draco.

He sighed as well. “I know the feeling” he said, his head on the headrest of the couch.

"I'm completely worn out, I can't do anything, I can't concentrate at classes because I'm falling asleep and I can't even play Quidditch!” Harry pouted his lips a little.

"Yes I know, right!” Draco said “Missing Quidditch practice is a fucking tragedy, and this close to exams, how am I going to get any studying done?”

Harry was a little surprised that Draco actually responded and was talking to him like a normal person, but he was definitely glad about it. Maybe it was because they had something in common now. They shared something no one else was experiencing at the moment.

!Hey, want to see what I found yesterday?” Harry said raising a challenging eyebrow.

Draco's curiosity got the better of him. “Sure” he said, not knowing what to expect.

Harry reached behind the couch and presented a dusty, green old bottle that looked about 300 years old, but could easily have been older than that. The label said BRANDY with big letters in silver and blue.

Draco looked absolutely enchanted. “Now that's what I'm talking about” he said and sat up straighter in the couch, now turning his body towards Harry.

"Let's open this sucker up” he said and looked expectantly at Harry.

"Wait” Harry said “you know, normally I don't drink but I'm at the end of my fucking tether here, we have worked hard this week, so I say we've earned it.” Harry was suspecting maybe Draco was being a bad influence on him, but be that as it may he didn't even care. Draco was both surprised and in awe.

"I like this new you Harry, it suits you. Now open the bottle” he said quickly.

The boys drank and drank out of that bottle, finally opening up to each other and actually talking about things, just like friends would.

"You know” Harry said slurring a little “this tastes a little funny.”

"Probably because it's like three hundred years old” Draco snickered and both boys began to giggle. They talked and they laughed and they didn't even notice the door unlock itself, by then both had released all inhibitions to ask each other anything.

"Did you mean what you said?” Harry asked suddenly, trying to look sober, but not succeeding very well.

"Yes, I do like cheese” Draco replied, then laughed when he realized that was probably not the right answer. Harry laughed with him and pushed his arm a little.

"No stupid, I meant the other day. You know first night of detention.” Harry explained. Draco seemed to be thinking back.

"What did I say?”

"You said I was ugly” Harry pouted and it was the most heartbreaking pout Draco had ever seen, so to put his newfound friend at ease he shook his head.

"Are you joking? You're not ugly, I was just saying that because I was...covering and I didn't know what else to say, so I just made it up.”

"Yeah but, out of all things you could have said about me you said ugly.” Harry looked so much like a little sad kitten Draco just wanted to hold at that moment. He didn't know why, he just felt like protecting him all of a sudden.

"Look at you, how could you ever be ugly? With those bright green eyes shining like emeralds, your porcelain skin, your cute messy dark hair and your pouty red lips, how could anyone resist that?” Draco looked at Harry who was shocked and amazed.

"Draco...are you” Harry swallowed “gay?” if he wasn't so drunk he wouldn't have been able to look Draco in the eyes, let alone ask him that. Draco just smirked.

"No, I'm bisexual, I like both boys and girls” he said, feeling oddly confident.

"You are really?” Harry's eyes opened up even more.

"Yes” Draco answered simply and Harry seemed to accept it just like that.

"There you have it then” he said and took another gulp from the bottle.

Draco being silent just made the tension rise in the room, Harry felt it with every fiber of his being. He looked at Draco whose silvery eyes drew him in, made him feel like he was floating, being pulled in closer like a magnet till the two boys actually were as close as they could be without kissing, their lips grazing lightly.

Draco made the first move and crushed their lips together in an electric kiss.

It seemed like sparks were flying all around them and they had no concept of time and space they just melted into the kiss. Draco marveled at the softness of Harry's lips, just like a girl's, he ventured his tongue between the boy's lips and Harry welcomed his tongue with his own.

Harry wasn't an expert at kissing, but kissing Draco felt kind of natural, and he was taken with the eroticism of the entire moment, he couldn't get enough, he wanted more.

Harry put his fingers at the nape of Draco's neck and let them glide through the blond hair lightly. Draco loved this and any other time he'd be upset with someone touching his hair except when snogging of course. Draco put his arms around Harry pulling him in closer, needing to feel the other boy's body closer to him.

He reached in underneath Harry's shirt to feel the bare skin of his torso, and Harry let out a small moan at this. All the while kissing Harry's lips and throat he leaned into him making Harry lie down on the couch on his back with Draco on top of him he started to grind his hips making his already full erection rub against Harry's building one.

Harry was loving this but in the back of his head he wondered if he was really ready for this? He'd never had sex with anyone before, was he supposed to know what came next?

No longer than a millisecond did he have that thought than him and Draco heard footsteps outside the room, and since they didn't know the door was unlocked they were both surprised to find a little Slytherin first-year staring at them with eyes big as planets. This must have been quite the sight for a ten year old, there lies Harry Potter -The Boy Who Lived writhing in pleasure with Draco Malfoy, his supposed enemy on top of him. O_O

Draco only became infuriated with the intrusion. “Get out you little punk or I'll hex you” he yelled at him and the little boy ran away terrified, knowing that you do not mess with a Malfoy.

Harry scrambled away from underneath Draco, somehow coming to his senses. What in Merlin's name was he doing? Harry felt the need to get out of there and he looked sorrowfully at Draco and simply said “I can't do this, I'm sorry, but I can't” and then ran out of there, leaving Draco all turned on with a throbbing erection he was going to have to ignore now.

Damn it, Draco thought, he didn't really know what this was between him and Harry and he'd never ever suspected this even could happen, but as it were it had happened and now he was more than willing to find out where this could lead them.

If only Harry could feel the same.

He straightened out his clothes and looked around in the room, pity it was weekend, because Draco would have loved the chance to confront Harry about his apparent homosexual feelings towards Draco, even if it was just lust, and then continue where they left off.

He picked up the bottle of funny tasting brandy and as he read the label he discovered that it was still dusty in some spots. He cleaned the dust off with his fingers and read “Brandy's BRANDY Love Potion, No. 9”

“What?” Draco said aloud, love potion? He continued to read the fine print on the back of the bottle. It said:

This is the Ninth edition of Brandy Ravenclaw's “Brandy Love Potion”. Brandy Ravenclaw is a decendant of the famous Ravenclaw family, known all over the Wizarding World for her subtle yet effective Love Potions. To be ingested before the year 2000 or the potion may have lost it's effect.

Draco couldn't believe it, had this all just been the effect of a love potion? No he couldn't believe it, it couldn't have been, could it?

He wasn't sure, and since the label of the potion said ever so vaguely that it MAY have lost it's effect recently, it very well also may have not.

How to deal with this then? Draco thought while getting up from the couch to ponder things over in his room.

A love potion, how unbelievably common.
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