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Given a Choice	By : Addy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8790 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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GIVEN A CHOICE

by wretchedscar

� October 16, 2004

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its entities belong to J.K. Rowling. No infringement intended.

Genre: HP/DM (Snape plays a role too - and it ain�t a pretty one - sorry!); Rated NC-17; BDSM; Voy; Angst; Romance

This one came to me at work (um, yeah, scary and weird - I know, I KNOW! I'm sorry! Just couldn't help it!). I know I have other stories in progress but, well, yeah. So, here we go . . . . not exactly fluff, folks. But then again, you don�t see me writing much fluff, now do you? I have the whole story plotted out - just have to find time in the waking hours to type it up!

"Babble, babble, bitch, bitch

Rebel, rebel, party, party

Sex, sex, sex and don't forget the "violence"

Blah, blah, blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely

Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:

Everybody sing along . . ."

~Marilyn Manson

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It wasn�t what anyone would have thought. No, not really. To most, they seemed like the same old rivals they had always been - and that was entirely the plan. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter had worked very hard at making sure no one knew that they were desperately in love. They would cause fights in public and make love in private.

�I love you,� Draco stated quietly, kissing Harry on the cheek as he settled in next to his lover.

�Yeah, okay,� Harry stated and allowed himself to be drawn up close next to Draco�s side. They had just made love for the past hour and already he could feel himself wanting to fall asleep.

�Just, �yeah, okay�?!� Draco growled.

�Yeah,� Harry�s voice was strained, his attempts at not laughing failing horribly. �I�m just kidding!� he finally hollered when Draco had moved to pin him against the bed. The blonde Slytherin moved his knee in between Harry�s legs, to nudge and rub against the other boy�s manhood. �Just kidding, Draco! Stop!� He could feel himself becoming aroused again and knew that neither one of them would have the energy let alone the time to finish what may have been just starting - again.

�Yeah, I�ll bet,� Draco smirked and finally, sighing, rolled back over onto his back, taking Harry with him into his embrace yet again. He could just lay there for forever, Harry in his arms, his lover�s warm body heat warming his soul. It was perfect - everything was just perfect like that - the way he felt, the way he smelled, the way he breathed - every bit of it. He felt his eyes drifting closed, felt his body going lax and yet his lips whispered out the words . . . �. . . tell me.�

�. . . I love you . . .� Harry stated quietly, ever so quietly as he was on the verge of sleep as well. �. . . should go . . .� the words were so quiet.

�Not tonight,� Draco sighed, mumbling as best he could. �Stay tonight . . . just tonight . . . �

Within the moment that neither one of them moved or said a word, they both fell asleep together in Draco's private, prefect quarters.

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Draco felt his eyes snap wide open as Harry�s warm body was suddenly pulled away from his own in the bed.

�Get up, you insufferable, misbegotten child!�

He knew that voice! Draco shot up in bed, trying to wake up to the commotion, trying to figure out what was happening as it was all happening rather quickly - and when he did - it didn�t look good. It was morning. Morning! Harry was still in the room - which meant he had spent the night. And there was Snape! In his room as well; dragging Harry by his hair out of the bed and across the floor. Oh, cripes.

Harry cried out in pain as he found himself rudely awakened to being dragged out of Draco�s bed by the hair on his head by one very angry potions professor a.k.a. head of Slytherin house.

�Snape! What the hell!� Draco yelled, his worry and anger at what was transpiring around him, and to his lover, causing blatant disregard for the predicament he was truly in.

Snape finally let go of Harry, throwing him down onto the floor in front of where he stood. Harry scrambled up, trying to cover his naked body, and moved away as best he could, searching frantically for his clothes.

�Do not �What the hell� me, Mister Malfoy! You are in violation of a number of school rules, some of which might result in your or Mister Potter�s expulsion!� he spat the words with such loathing that both of the boys cringed.

�You wouldn�t!� Draco glared.

�Out of your dormitory past hours,� he turned on Harry who had been fumbling with buttoning up his shirt with nervous fingers as best he could. �And engaging in . . in . . .� Snape looked like he was ready to burst.

�Sex?� Malfoy supplied, raising a single eyebrow rather elegantly, leaning back into the pillows on one side.

�Silence!� Snape was furious.

Draco sighed and took a deep, try-to-calm-one�s-self-down breath. This was all quite odd. When it came to Snape, Draco could usually get away with anything. But with this recent event, he was beginning to wonder if somehow things had changed. �Would you be making such a scene if it were Blaise Zambini whom I had been with? Or Theodore Kenzie? Is it the fact that I chose Harry Potter to sleep with that has you so bothered? Is that what the problem is? Well fuck you Severus, because this is what I want and nothing or no one will stop me from having him.�

A resounding smack had Harry gasping and backing up a step from the scene that was unfolding before his eyes. Severus Snape had, in fact, just slapped Draco Malfoy across the mouth.

Draco slowly turned his head to stare coldly and firmly at his head of house and one of his father�s closest friends. �I�ll do what I want,� he stated again. �Regardless.�

�Regardless of what your father would say?� Snape stated quietly, smoothly and with evident stealth.

�It wouldn�t matter . . .� Draco stated firmly.

�Really?� Snape sneered and smirked. �Perhaps you and I should talk more before you make . . . such decisions.�

�What are you playing at,� Draco asked quietly. There was something else. Something that he was missing. He wasn�t a Slytherin and a Malfoy not to pick up on such thingo, So, Snape had something - either on him, his father or Harry that he was willing to divulge. �Never play a game without knowing the rules,� his father had once teased him. 'And if there are no rules, then you had better ensure you win by any means necessary.' It was all coming back to him now. Oh yes . . . that.

�I thought it didn�t matter,� Snape mocked quietly with a rather serious voice, smiling. And, oh, was that smile something else in a freaky sort of way.

Draco tried to stay calm. He let his breath enter his lungs and exit them with precision and care. His eyes never left the dark, cold, black ones of the other, elder man in the room.

�Draco . . .?� Harry asked quietly, breaking the tension in the room in half.

�Go back to your dorm, Potter,� Draco stated quietly.

Harry didn�t move, he looked from the young Slytherin to the elder one and wished his heart would stop its frantic beating. It was not like Draco to call him by his last name in private. They only did that when they were pretending to fight or to hide their true emotions. �No. I won�t leav-� Harry started to protest firmly.

�Now!� Draco stated firmly.

�Well, at least I know who is on top,� Snape smirked. �Mister Potter, you are dismissed,� Snape stated with enjoyment.

Harry gritted his teeth together, sending a cold glare at the Potions Professor before finally, and reluctantly taking his leave.
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