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10 Things To Do With A Near-Rape Victim	By : MalsLeftEye Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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10 Things To Do With A Near-Rape Victim Who’s Probably Got Post Traumatic Shock Syndrome

     “Harry, please!” There wasn’t even the faintest hint of seriousness in Cedric’s voice as he perused Harry down the corridor and grabbed on to him.
     “I said no, Cedric.” Harry twisted his arm out of Cedric’s grasp and started to walk away, but the older boy caught hold of him again and spun him back round.
     “C’mon, Harry, you’ve been to the prefects bathroom, I thought you might like to go there again some time.”
     This time Harry didn’t even justify Cedric’s insinuations with a response, just pulled away again.
     “Face it, Harry,” Cedric said, catching Harry’s hand and spinning him in to his chest “You want me. I know you like guys, the whole school does.”
     Harry’s stomach lurched. Cedric had to be bluffing, surely? Not even Ron and Hermione knew…
     “D-Don’t be stupid” he finally stuttered, pulling himself out of the absurdly feminine pose “And even if I was gay, there are thousands of guys I’d much rather shag than you”
     “I very much doubt that, Harry” Cedric grinned at him as Harry felt his back press up against the wall. He cursed. Cedric had been trying to corner him for days now and it looked like he’s finally succeeded. There was no one about in the corridor, they were probably all out enjoying the snow, and Harry didn’t have his wand on him. He was well and truly screwed.
     “Harry” Cedric murmured, lowering his face to Harry’s neck
     “Stop saying my name.” Harry whispered, feeling as if all his strength were leaving him.
     “Hmm?” Cedric lifted his face, looking straight in to Harry’s eyes “What was that?”
     “I said, stop saying my name.” Harry repeated, his voice still deadly quiet. A slight smirk of triumph flickered over Cedric handsome features.
     “Your wish is my command.” he said, and pushed his lips forwards on to Harry’s. Harry barley had time to register that first assault before Cedric’s hands started wandering all over his body. One slipped between him and the wall to grope his arse, whilst the other was slid round the back of Harry’s neck, preventing him from breaking the kiss.
     Harry didn’t know what to do. This wasn’t what he wanted, not like this. Merlin, he’d only just started coming to terms with his sexuality, he couldn’t, he just couldn’t-
     “Stupefy!”
     The curse hit Cedric on the shoulder, knocking him sideways and leaving Harry free to collapse from shock. He dimly recognised the voice calling his name as the sound of running footsteps drew nearer, but only had the strength to utter some garbled message of thanks before passing out.

     Harry awoke blearily in the arms of his saviour, his mind in a happy fog. For reasons that were beyond him, he felt safe, being with whoever this was, and in his semi-conscious state he snuggled closer to them and felt their arms pull tighter around him.
     As reality started to dawn on him, Harry turned his eyes up towards his knight in shining armour, suddenly fearful about how this person was going to react to his sleep-fogged actions. This person had platinum hair, storm-grey eyes, and was smirking down at him.
     “Malfoy!” Harry squeaked, scrambling to is feet, his heart beating faster than when Cedric had been advancing on him.
     “Finally woken up, then, have you, Potter” Malfoy replied lazily as he stood up and dusted himself down
     “I- I, er,” Harry stammered, seeming to have lost all vocal ability. He was mortified at what had just happened.
     “Don’t worry, I’m especially good at that spell, well, at most spells really, Diggory will be out could for about an hour.”
     Harry looked down at Cedric’s comatose form, the enormity of what had been about to happen suddenly hitting him. He continued standing there in silence for a few moments, unsure of what had really happened. Surely Malfoy hadn’t just rescued him from Cedric? That made no sense! And - Oh god! - he’d just cuddled up to Malfoy. Harry was starting to feel quite light headed. He’d just been in attacked, and Malfoy had saved him and held him in his arms.
     “Why?” Harry finally managed to say, attempting to drag his eyes up from the floor to look at Draco, but only getting as far as his feet.
     “Why? Because I hit him in the torso and he’s probably been to busy trying to get in your pants to practice recovering from curses.” Draco’s voice was laden with sarcasm
     “That’s not what I meant,” Harry said, blushing furiously at what Malfoy had said. “I meant why did you save me?”
     “Oh, I don’t know,” The blonde put his face in one hand as if seriously pondering the question “It might have been something to do with you being about to be raped in a corridor.”
     “But you hate me!” Harry responded, steadily becoming more and more confused, and to his surprise, Draco laughed.
     “I didn’t realise you thought that little of me, Potter,” Draco replied bitterly “That I’d stand by and let someone be forced into sex, just because of a silly childhood grudge.”
     “I thought that’s what Death Eater’s did.” Harry retorted before he could stop himself. Draco laughed again.
     “And it looks like someone doesn’t know when to let go of said childish grudges. Do you really believe that I’m a Death Eater? Merlin, you’re almost as stupid as my father.”
     “I-What?” Draco wasn’t making any sense. He hero-worshipped his father, and Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater. What on earth was going on?
     “You really are slow, aren’t you, Potter?” Draco sighed “In case you hadn’t noticed, my father is a murderer and torturer. Not really my scene.”
     “Yeah, but-” Harry started, but Draco cut him off
     “But nothing. I’m not that kind of person, despite what you might think.”
     “I don’t think that!” Harry exclaimed defensively.
     “Potter, we both know that’s a lie.” Draco said, cocking his head to one side sardonically “I just don’t know why you said it.”
     Harry gaped at him, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish. Why had he said it? Of course he thought Malfoy was that kind of person, or he had, until about five minutes ago. Was this some kind of trick? Was Malfoy trying to lull him into a false sense of security? And why did he look so goddamn attractive?
     Alarm coursed through Harry’s veins as he thought that. What the hell was going on? Surely he couldn’t be finding Malfoy attractive? But even as he tried to steady himself, his eyes were soaking up Malfoy’s features, his porcelain skin, the way his hair framed his face - so much more styled than Harry’s on untameable mop - and above all those deep, hard, silver eyes.
     “You’re looking rather nauseous, Potter.” Draco said in a bored tone of voice “I’d stop it if I were you, it doesn’t do anything to enhance your looks.”
     Harry visibly gulped and started blushing again. He hoped to hell that Malfoy hadn’t noticed the way he’d been looking at him. That wasn’t the way arch rivals were supposed to look at each other. Then again, Harry didn’t know what he and Malfoy were to each other any more.
     “You’re shaking.” Draco said, his voice not quite matter-of-fact.
     “No I’m not” Harry responded, and tried to stop.
     “Another lie. I thought Gryffindors were meant to be noble.”
     Harry opened his mouth to retort, but there was no contempt in the way Draco was looking at him, only good humour.
     “And I thought Slytherin’s were meant to be heartless bastards” Harry said, managing to smile for the first time since he’d woken up.
     “Heartless bastards?” Draco scoffed, unfastening the clasp on his cloak “I’ll have you know heartless bastards don’t give their cloaks to people when they start shivering”
     He walked over to Harry and draped the cloak around his shoulders before he had the chance to protest. As Draco closed the clasp around Harry’s neck, the cloak pulled tighter, forcing Harry to take a step forward. Unfortunately, both boys chose that moment to look up, only to find the other inches away from their face.
     Harry could feel Draco hot breath on his bottom lip and the soft scent of the other boys cologne drifted up to him, mixed with a faint hint of something else. It felt as if Harry’s heart was going to smash through his ribcage at any second, he just couldn’t tare his eyes away from Draco
     “I’m not going to kiss you, Potter” Draco broke the spell, finishing with the clasp and stepping slightly back.
     “What? Why not?” It took Harry a moment to realise what he had just said “I mean, as if I’d want you to.”
     “Of course you’d want me to, you were the one who was leaning towards me” Draco smirked at the indignant look on Harry’s face “And I’m not going to kiss you because you were nearly raped a minute ago, you’re probably in shock and, unlike Diggory, I’m not the kind of guy who takes advantage of people.”
     “Maybe I want to be taken advantage of.” Harry murmured, not even sure why he was saying it.
     “What?” For the first time, Draco looked truly shocked by what Harry had said
     “I said” Harry repeated, looking up into Draco’s eyes again “Maybe I want to be taken advantage of.”
     He closed the distance between him and Draco, and lifted his hand up to Draco’s face, running his fingers along the blonde’s jaw line. Draco closed his eyes and leaned into Harry’s hand, but as Harry leaned forwards, Draco pulled Harry’s hand away from his face and stepped back.
     “I’m sorry, Harry, I can’t. Not like this.” And with that he turned and strode away down the corridor, leaving Harry with Cedric’s stupefied form and the ringing of his own name in his years, spoken from Draco’s lips.

Authors Note: I was looking at Starroses Divinyls meets Harry/Draco vid [again] and there was a brilliant bit where the song went ‘I don’t want anybody else’ and there was a clip of Harry walking away from Cedric, and the idea for this fic was born. Woop! Anyway, I really hope you liked it, please take the time to review if you did [or if you didn’t, just be nice with your criticism XD] - I might write more to this where something actually happens that way XD. And I promise I’ll get a new chapter up for Stand Up For Judas soon!

Edit: because I dont know a plural when I see one. The grammar is fixed now >.

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