Drarry - The boy who loved

12. Mine

Warning! Warning! This is the reason this story is rated mature! Read at you own will or skip it if you wish.... Read with enjoyable caution

Harry's POV

As I walk through the halls I find them relatively empty. The occasional student on their way back to their dormitory's but nothing major. I can't bring myself to sleep so decide to go in pursuit of a certain blonde Slytherin that has caught my eye. I have my father's cloak on so I cannot my seen as I follow him down the hallowed halls towards the dungeons and inevitability his room. I remember him telling me once how he had his own room away from the other Slytherin's. It's alright for some.. Some of us have to share our dorms. As he walks in he goes straight over and opens his window, throwing himself down on the window seat and leaning out. A moment or so later as he pulls off his suit jacket and goes to place it on the chair behind him he notices his door wide open, so heads back towards the door to close it, thus giving me ample time to come in unnoticed and sit down on the chair he was about to place his jacket on. I don't quite want to reveal myself just yet. Draco sighs deeply as he goes to his wardrobe and opens the door. It's an enchanted wardrobe, not that I'd expect any less from him but I watch him flick his hand quickly before slowly pulling it backwards and a rail comes out towards him which is full of his jackets. Lifting down an empty hanger he places his suit jacket on it and puts it back on the rail, making a forward motion with his hand the rail glides back in to position. Show off, I think to myself.

In an attempt to relax Draco collapses down onto his bed his head resting on his hands as I stares up at the canopy atop of his bed. Whatever has happened today is really getting on his mind and I intend to find out what. I decide to sit and observe him a bit longer, finding it interesting to see him in his own surroundings where no one else can bother him, or so he thinks.

"Why don't I just Slyther... In?" I say trying to contain my laughter as I pull off my invisibility cloak and drop it to the floor.

"What is it with you and those seriously bad muggle jokes Potter?" Draco replies rolling his eyes.

"It's what you love about me Draco," I wink as I clamber over until I am lingering over him. I hold myself there although it's not long before Draco is giving a mischievous smile before pulling me down and swapping our positions so he hangs over me.

"Scared Potter?" ... Second year. Touché Draco. Well two can play at that game.

"You wish." I reply with a mischievous smirk.

"What did you honestly try to accomplish by following me back here Potter?" He questions.

"Does this answer your question?" I say pulling my wand out from my pocket and pointing it up towards him, "Diffindo."

"Potter?" As he says it the seems on his shirt and trousers rip causing them to fall to the bed and I fling them off leaving him in just his tie and pants. I look up at Draco to see him smirk approvingly.

"Like something you see Potter?" He teases so I pull him down to me by his tie.

"What do you think Draco?"

"I think. You crave my attention Potter," he says leaning into the crook of my neck. As he does so I feel his hot breath ripple over my neck and it sends shivers through my whole body.The next thing I know I feel his teeth nip at the skin on my neck as he slowly pulls away.

"It's not the only thing I crave Draco," I whisper into his ear, bucking my hips slightly so he can feel what I mean.

"Look at you Potter you're practically drooling at the thought," as he speaks he slides his hand under me and starts to trail his fingers caressing the small of my back. Try to force myself upwards and out of his slithering iron grip but to no avail. "Don't think you'll get away from me that easy Potter." He leans into me once again till his lips are by my ear," You're mine now," he grumbles ruffle in my ear.