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Voldemort Goes Back To School	By : KisaraP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 38062 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Voldemort Goes Back To School

Chapter 9

Convincing Malfoy to be a Co-conspirator

It was several days after Harry and Malfoy's talk with Evan that Harry finally found the time to talk to the blond Slytherin again about winning back Evan's affections…or whatever one wanted to call it.

Convincing Malfoy to help him win back Evan was absolutely imperative, because no matter how many times Harry 'got himself off', he would still get hard at the mere thought of Evan. Apparently his body wanted the boy…badly. He didn't know what he would do if Evan actually continued to reject them, though he hoped with a bit more persuasion and reassurance, that Evan would come around…in every sense of the word.

Harry shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand as he saw Malfoy and his friends approach him by where he stood at the Great Hall entrance.

"Er, hey, Malfoy…can I talk to you for a second?" Harry called out once the blond Slytherin came within earshot.

Draco sneered at Potter. What does he want now? As if I need to suffer Potty's presence along with being ignored by Evan, ever since the 'broom and hospital incident'.

"Hah! Come to confess your undying love for the Malfoy heir?" Pansy said mockingly. "Well, too bad…he's mine!" She shouted from where she stood amongst Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, and Millicent Bulstrode.

All the Slytherins laughed in response to Pansy's insult to Harry, but the two boys in question exchanged a quick glance.

Draco's glance was horror filled. Oh, that's right! I'm supposed to marry…a Girl! But…Evan has…Evan has ruined me for marriage! What am I going to do?! I can't find Pansy even remotely attractive anymore! Oh, Slytherin!

Harry clearly saw said horror filled glance, and had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. Oh Pansy, if only you had seen us in the back of the library with Evan…

When neither boy said anything in response to Pansy's statement, Blaise cleared his throat. "Chm, er, Draco? Potter's not really here to, er… 'confess his undying love you'… is he?"

"WHAT?!" Both boys exclaimed simultaneously.

"No! Blaise you idiot! What could possibly ever make you think that?!" Draco shouted at Blaise, his face reddening.

Blaise scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, "Well, you didn't answer when Pansy said…what she said…I just thought that…that could mean that what she said was…well true."

"Tch! It was so outrageously false that I didn't even think I needed to respond!" Draco justified heatedly.

"Well, wait a second, Draco…You wouldn't actually know for certain that Potter hasn't come to 'confess his undying love to you'… I mean…after all, you're not him. So…for all you know, he could be here to do just that," Theodore Nott reasoned aloud.

Awkward Gnomes….

"Potter," Draco said, red in the face.

"Malfoy?" Harry replied, almost matching Malfoy's color.

"If you…are here…t-to…c-confess—" Draco couldn't even get out the full sentence. To him, a month ago, it would have been hilarious to even suggest. So hilarious he might even consider not cursing whoever had suggested such a thing in the first place. But now…ever since Evan had come into their lives…in more ways than one…

"N-No! Malfoy! That's, just… no!" Harry protested immediately. "It's, it's about…you know," hinting at the only thing he and Malfoy had a beneficial common interest in: Evan.

Draco sucked in a breath. Potter, you moron! If you…Out me…I will personally Crucio you! Not that there's anything to be Out about! I…I can fix…that….I think…"Sure, whatever, fine! Let's go, Potty!" the blond said suddenly. Grabbing Potter's arm roughly and yanking him down the corridor away from his friends, Draco shouted over his shoulder to them, "Don't wait up!"

Behind them, Draco heard Blaise comment aloud to the others, "Did that just really happen? Are they sharing some kind of secret that Draco would be able to recognize just from the words 'you know'? Hey Pansy, I think you're going to need a back-up husband! – Ouch!"

"Blaise! You complete arse! Draco is Mine! POTTER! IF YOU TOUCH MY DRACO I WILL MURDER YOU! THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT FOR THE DARK LORD BY THE TIME I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!" The boys heard Pansy shout behind them.

Harry winced and mumbled, "Merlin's beard lady, as if I would ever actually want him," flushing towards the end of it though…since he acknowledged the fact that he had actually seen Malfoy in…a rather compromising, er, position…a certain 'library incident' came to mind…Oh Merlin!

"Oww! Hey!" Harry exclaimed, rubbing his side from where Malfoy had elbowed him in the ribs.

"That's what you get for insulting me, Potter! Everyone wants me!" Draco replied huffily, his nose in the air.

Suppressing his laughter even though in pain, Harry replied, "Oh really? And here I thought you were just freaking out about the mere possibility that I had come to 'confess my undying love for you'," he said teasingly.

Draco cringed. "Potter, there is a distinct difference between other people wanting me and My Wanting other people to want me. Not that I would expect your tiny Gryffindor brain to comprehend such a subtlety," he clarified as he wrenched open a presumably empty classroom door and stalked inside, pulling Potter with him.

Draco released Harry's arm and proceeded to lock the door and silence the room. He then turned back to Harry expectantly. "Well?"

"Er, Malfoy?" Harry asked hesitantly, not sure how to begin.

"What, Potty?" Draco asked in an attempt to keep things 'normal'.

Harry blew out an irritated breath. Why is it that whenever I try to be nice to him, Malfoy always has to be such a prick? Shrugging off his irritation, the Gryffindor continued, "Evan…seems to be pushing me away…I think…or else he might be mad at me…for something…but I don't know what…"

Draco smirked, "Oh Potty, I wouldn't be so concerned with that. After all, I would be more than happy to push you down a long flight of stairs for no reason at all!"

Harry just stared at the Slytherin. "Thanks for that sentiment, Ferret. I'll be sure to remember that in the future."

"Don't call me that!" Draco shouted angrily, incensed at Potter's reference to their 4^thyear. He grabbed Potter by the front of his robes and shoved him back against the nearest classroom wall.

Harry coughed when the impact knocked the breath from his lungs. Upon getting his breath back, he figured a nice retaliatory statement was in order. After all, he wouldn't back down from a challenge. He considered momentarily shoving Malfoy back, but if Evan was already mad at him, he didn't want to risk making him more upset by hurting Malfoy, who seemed to be Evan's best friend at Hogwarts…amongst other things. "Hah! You just can't keep your little paws off of me, can you Malfoy?"

"Get stuffed, Potty!" Draco sneered, easily recognizing Potter's reference to his being turned into a ferret. Furious, he grabbed the front of Potter's robes and shoved him back again into the wall for the second time.

Not thinking clearly due to the pain of his head colliding with the wall behind him, Harry said the first thing that came to mind in an attempt to carry on their verbal sparring, "Oh Malfoy, the only one I want to 'get stuffed' is Evan…but…he's mad at me so I, er won't be able to…do that," Harry finished, flushing as he realized exactly what it was he just said.

Draco's mouth dropped open. "P-Potter! You…You…I can't believe you just…said…that!" the blond said as his face colored, instantly thinking back to the 'library incident'. "Shit! Potter! Uhhn!" Draco found himself cursing as he realized that he was getting hard upon hearing what Potter wanted to do to Evan…again. Although he was trying to tell himself to just let Evan go if the boy really didn't want to continue…whatever it was they had been doing, Draco still found himself getting aroused whenever he thought of the new Slytherin boy.

Harry instantly recognized Malfoy's vocalization of his pleasure from the time he had first heard him utter such sounds during the 'library incident'. The Gryffindor's eyes narrowed mischievously as he realized he could use this to his advantage. "So Malfoy, do you get turned-on by the idea of me 'stuffing' something inside Evan?" Harry whispered into Malfoy's ear as he quickly grabbed the Slytherin's shoulders and roughly spun him around so that it was now Malfoy's back pressed against the wall.

"N- Y-, Fuck! P-Potter, sh-shut –" Draco started, but was cut off by Harry.

"Have you…" Harry took a deep breath before letting out in a rush, "Has he let you inside of him again?" His gaze leveled carefully at Malfoy, ready to determine whether the next words out of the Slytherin's mouth were true or not.

"N-None of your business, Potter!" Draco shot back as he tried pushing Potter away.

"Oh, but it is my business, Malfoy. Ever since we all started…whatever it is we're doing with Evan," Harry inhaled sharply as inspiration struck. Moving a leg between Malfoy's, he continued speaking while grinding his hip and thigh into Malfoy's hardening length on each word, "So, answer my question: Has. Evan. Let. You. Inside. Of. Him. Again," he repeated relentlessly.

"Sssttt—F-Fuck! N-No! He, uhhnn…h-hasn't," Draco managed to gasp out as his hips naturally began thrusting forward to increase the stimulation against his stiff length.

Harry groaned. He too felt himself begin to harden as Malfoy's leg, now wedged between his, began moving against him. "Uhhnn….Do…you w-want to…uhnn…be in-inside of h-him…uhhnn, a-again?" Harry groaned as he couldn't hold back from rolling his hips more firmly into the other boy's.

"Ahhhnnn, Shttt…y-yesss!" Draco heard himself reply as he recalled what it had been like in the library when both he and Harry had each shoved a finger inside of Evan's hot entrance as they thrust their cocks up against Evan's backside.

"W-Well…ughh, th-then…we'll…uhhnn, h-have to…ngghh, work…t-together," Harry moaned, determined to get Malfoy to help him continue what they both had started with Evan.

"F-Fine, uhhhgg, P-Potter…uhhnn P-Potter!" It was at that point that through Draco's haze, he realized exactly what was really happening. Oh Merlin! Potter is…pinning me against a wall and is… thrusting his hard cock against me and trying to get me to c—

Feeling a rush of arousal shoot through him, Draco let go of the front of Potter's robes and grabbed the Gryffindor's hips instead, urging him to thrust against him more fully.

"Uhhnn…M-Malfoy…?" Harry gasped in partial question as he felt Draco grasp his hips. The Gryffindor had originally only intended to turn Malfoy on a bit so he could convince the boy to work together to win Evan back, and had intended to stop as soon as Malfoy had agreed. But it seemed that Malfoy actually…wanted Harry to keep going, if the Slytherin's fingers digging into his hips were any indication.

Moaning at this realization, Harry began thrusting his hips forward even faster into Malfoy.

Draco gasped as he felt Potter's pace increase. Feeling his release approach, he increased his own thrusting, matching his rhythm, "Sss'good…uhhnnn… d-don't…. uunnnhh…P-Potter…I…. Uuunnnhhh!" The blond moaned as his release hit him.

Feeling Malfoy seize against him with such a cute flush to his face and knowing that he had just driven his school-nemesis to orgasm, drove Harry to the edge as well, "Y-You… uhhhnn… Malf—Aaahhhnn!" He shouted as he rode out his own release.

After several moments of regaining their breath, Draco eventually found it within himself to push Potter away from him. Embarrassed beyond belief, he called on all the pride he possessed as a Malfoy…after casting a quick Scourgify.

Putting up his usual, but obviously fake, mask of superiority, the blond looked at the Boy-Who-Should-Have-Died-Before-This-…Incident in the face before stating breathlessly, "Potter. That…was a one time…thing…It will never, ever, happen again."

Harry felt his face flame. Oh Merlin's beard! Did that really just…happen?! Tell me that did Not just happen!"…I, er, right…definitely…t-the same goes for me too! N-Never again!"

The blond eyed Potter warily, "Right. Never. This was…only because of…Evan. Right. Our, mutual interest in Evan."

Latching on to that relatively safe idea, Harry readily agreed. "Yes, only in Evan," he replied, feeling especially conscious of his warm, wet release as brought on by Malfoy. Harry was still too stunned that he had taken the initiative in doing that to Malfoy, of all people, that he hadn't yet realized that he should cast a Scourgify on himself too.

Silence descended on the flushed, embarrassed boys.

"…So…what kind of plan did your pathetic excuse for a mind devise…Potter," Draco managed to split out, a bit more harshly than he intended.

Harry ground his teeth together. Count on Malfoy to always start a fight even after…that. It was then that he remembered that he actually didn't have a plan at all! That was why he sought out Draco in the first place, because surely he knew Evan better, right?

"Er…I actually…don't have a plan," Harry admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. Suddenly, the Gryffindor remembered he still had to 'clean up'. He covertly cast a soft Scourgify to vanish his release from his trousers.

Not missing Potter's poor attempt at subtlety, Draco felt another flush of heat pass through him when he realized that he had been the actual physical cause of Potter's release, since Evan was technically not in the room with them. The blond tried to cover up this new flush of heat by continuing to talk. "Tch, how typical of you air-headed Gryffindors." Draco stood straighter now that he was in his realm of expertise, "Fine, since us Slytherins are clearly superior to you Gryffindumbs, I shall help you come up with a plan to… s-seduce E-Evan," he choked out the last part.

Harry tried to suppress a smirk at Malfoy's stutter. Hmm, I wonder just exactly how much 'experience' Malfoy has in this…area. Surely it can't be that much if he can't even say the word 'seduce' without tripping up. I guess he tries to use insults to cover up things he's not very comfortable with. Huh, I wonder why I never noticed that before. Logging that thought away for a later time, Harry replied, "Great! Glad that's settled!"

Caught off-guard by the Gryffindor's suddenly and seemingly unprovoked happy mood, especially since he thought he had just succeeded in insulting Potter and the rest of the Gryffindors simultaneously, Draco hesitated. "…R-Right. So, uh, well, I guess I don't really have a plan…right this second…but, I'll think on it and...uh, get back to you. Ok?"

Harry quirked an eyebrow. Here Malfoy was insulting him for the same thing that he couldn't do either: come up with a plan…oh, how typically hypocritical of the Slytherin. "Sure, Malfoy. Let's see what that great Slytherin mind of yours that you've been bragging about can actually do."

"Shut up, Potty!" Draco said as he stepped toe to toe with Potter.

"Piss off, Ferret!" Harry replied, not missing a step, though knowing it still entirely lacked the anger their old arguments used to have.

Both boys then smirked before breaking into laugher at the mimicking of their old fights.

After deciding to meet again later, the boys left the classroom and headed for the Great Hall.

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