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One Night at Hogwarts	By : Katsumai Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1858 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-One Night at Hogwarts
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Disclaimer: Don’t own them… never will… to bad though.

Author Note: My first attempt at a fan fiction in awhile
with a semi-cliché plot, but I hope you guys like it…

This was meant to be an RP
topic, but no one wanted to RP it with me on Gaia, so… I made it a fan fiction….
Oh and assume that this is before… book… 4, Goblet of Fire, or for those of you
who are all, “They’re little ones!” Assume it is book four, only no Triwizzard
Tournament.

            It was
another random walk through the Hallways at Hogwarts. A night in the castle,
avoiding teachers, cats and Prefects, only this time, Harry had a purpose, and
this purpose was supposed to meet him in the prefects bathroom, in less then
ten minutes.

            He hurried
through the hallways, not really looking and sending only small glances down
toward the Marauders Map, simply to check that Filtch
wasn’t anywhere near him. He turned the corner, near his destination, when he
ran smack into something solid.

            “Well,
well, another late night wander, Potter?” The all to familiar
drawl froze Harry’s blood, “Nice cloak, how in the world did you wind up with
one of those?”

            “Nice to
see you to, Malfoy,” Harry said, standing and pulling the cloak off, glaring at
the silver haired Slytherin with a look of Malice reserved only for him. “It was a gift,” he responded truthfully,
having received the cloak his first year from Professor Dumbledore. “And if you
don’t mind, I’m running late, so dock points and let me go.”

            “Ahh, off to the Prefects bathroom to have another little rendezvous
with him, eh?” Draco asked innocently. “I didn’t know you liked it in the ass,
Potter.”

            Harry, who
had been turning to leave, froze and turned around in slow motion, “What the
hell are you talking about, Malfoy,” The boy sounded to sound casual, but
anyone could tell he was nervous at what had been said.

            “I know you
meet him nearly every night in random places around the castle Potter; I also
know that tonight is the night you meet in the prefect’s bathroom.” Draco
drawled, looking down and cleaning his nails with his wand. “I know it’s been
happening since third year.”

            Harry’s jaw
dropped and he quickly regained his composer, “I have no bloody idea what you’re
babbling about Draco… Perhaps your Daddy hit you a bit too hard in the head
while training you to be a Death eater Scum.” Harry suggested his mind racing
on how in the world Draco could have found out about the two of them.

            Draco’s
eyes flashed, but he managed to keep his temper, “Oh really, well, if it’s
simply not true, you won’t mind if I come with you, to where ever you’re going.
Perhaps, tell everyone what’s happening?”

            Harry
couldn’t stop himself, “No! Don’t you dare!” He
reached up and clasped a hand over his mouth, hardly believing he had just admitted
to it.

            “Mmm… caught you Potty,” Draco whispered, “Now I know it’s true,
I’ll tell everyone about it, you and him… together, who would have thought
Harry Potter and the Pretty Boy of Hufflepuff… Poufs.”

            “No, Draco!
You can’t… please, don’t tell.” Harry whispered
frantically. He could care less about himself, but Cedric… he would be devastated,
not to mention, his parents would blow a gasket if they knew he was gay.

            “What are
you going to do to stop me, it better be good, Potter, or I’m not going to keep
your little secret very long… Imagine the look on everyone’s face when they
find out the wizzarding worlds savior is a pouf… and that he’s screwing the
prettiest boy in school, the one who’s parents… Wow that would be a sight.”

            “Anything…
I’ll do anything; please Malfoy, not a word.” He whispered frantically, walking
toward the boy, worried that he was already at the point of begging, and
knowing he was going to be horribly late for Cedric. However, he felt this was
a fairly good excuse.

            “Anything, huh?” Draco walked around the boy, surveying him
completely, smirking his horrible smirk. “Master
Malfoy… has a ring to it, doesn’t it Potter?” It was more of a statement then a
question, but Harry flinched all the same.

            “Anything…
but not for me, fuck my reputation, for Cedric.” He said the last part softly,
looking up at Draco, “Anything you wish, Malfoy.”

            Draco
looked at him, and took his chin roughly in his hands, “You will call me Master
Malfoy from now on Potter, you will do whatever I ask, without question, and
you will tell no one about this. Obviously, you tell someone I’m blank mailing
you, and you dig yourself your own grave.”

            Harry knew
the statement was true, he sighed, suddenly feeling degraded and embarrassed,
but he managed to rip his face out of Draco’s grasp in a show of slight
defiance, “Yes, Master Malfoy.” He spit out, showing Draco he may comply, but
he wasn’t happy about it. “Now, if you don’t mind Master, I have someone to
meet.” He grabbed his cloak and fled.

            “Oh. This
is to rich,” Draco said to himself softly, knowing that the best was yet to
come.

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            When Harry
finally reached the Prefects bathroom, Cedric was getting ready to leave. “Harry!
I thought you weren’t coming!” Cedric said when he saw the boy remove his
cloak, looking flushed and nervous, “What happened!”

            “Got held
up, sorry love,” He said softly, leaning forward and placing a chaste kiss on
the elder’s lips. “But I’m here now, aren’t I?”

            Cedric
smiled at the kiss, and pulled the boy into his arms, smiling and cuddling him
softly. Though he wasn’t clear on when exactly he feel for the boy, he knew he
was happy with him now, and that was all that counted. “Yes, you are, aren’t you?” He did however
notice the boy’s nervousness. “What held you up?”

            “It was nothing, ran into someone in the hallway, nothing to worry
about,” Harry responded smiling as though it really was nothing, and knowing
his lover was reading right through it.

            “They didn’t
get you in trouble, did they? Ask you where you were going, anything?” Cedric
asked frantically, pulling the boy closer and hugging him to his chest, “We can’t
get caught Harry.”

            “I know
Cedric, and no, they didn’t deduct any points, and they let me go on my marry
way, nothing to worry about.”

            “Alright
Harry, as long as you’re sure, but you still seem tense…” Cedric said, moving
up to rub Harry’s shoulders gently.

            Harry
smiled and stepped back before beginning to pull off his clothing, which was
simply a night shirt and a pair of Gryffindor Pajama pants, “You know that
means, I’m ready for my bath.”

            Cedric also
began pulling off his clothes, turning on the bubbles in the bathtub and
grabbing Harry, “You better be in for one long bath, my love.” He whispered silkily
in his eat before pulling him in for another passionate kiss.

            With that
all thoughts of Draco and his new servitude left out of his head.
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