To Dare You

Chapter Twenty-four

"Draco, get off me!" Harry screamed. Draco had broken the shield around him, with his wand that was so smartly placed next to him, was now hugging the boy tightly, less crazy as before, but just as demanding.

"No," He told him stupidly, hugging him from the back, making Harrys arms twist and bend in un-human like ways. "You're all mine, Harry." He peppered kisses along his neck lovingly.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, get off!" He repeated as he kept on kissing him, at three in the morning. "Right now!"

Draco got off, looking at him with tearful eyes.

"Oh, sod off Malfoy." Harry groaned, closing his eyes again, laying as close to the edge as possible.

"But Harry-" He began, getting interrupted with a 'I don't care, Draco.' "Baby, I'm sorry, i didn't mean to hurt you," He coaxed, kissing the boy again. "I'm sorry love, I really didn't, you just look so beautiful now, its so nice to have such a loving boyfriend..." He hummed happily.

"Okay, Draco, lets get things straight." Harry groaned, eyes fluttering open. "One, I am not your 'baby,' two, stop fucking kissing me, its creepy and I hate it, three, I'm not even fucking gay, and four, finally, I am not your boyfriend!"

"You're not?" Draco asked, heartbroken weaved into his words.

"No, we aren't, and never will be." I think I can work with being boyfriends with him, but It's different when hes under a love potion and doesn't actually love me...  a tear slipped down his check, and Draco saw.

"What's wrong baby boy?" He asked, nudging his tear away with his nose. Cuddling closer to Harry, he asked again. "Did I hurt you?"

"Yes," Harry began to ramble. "Dray, you're under a love potion- you don't actually love me, and it hurts Dray," He told him, this time not fighting back the taller's cuddles.

"Yes, I do baby, why wouldn't I?"

"Merlin, you're an idiot Draco Malfoy!" Harry seeped darkly, turning away, into his pillow, letting out soft sobs. I mean who wouldn't, when their crush basically pretended to like you?

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"Good morning love! I got you your potion!" Draco beamed at Harry from above, kissing his forehead firmly before kissing him again.

"Draco, what the fuck, we aren't dating, and I'm not gay, and I told you to stop, its fucking weird!" Harry exclaimed, waking up to kisses. "Like I'm not fucking kidding Malfoy, this is disgusting!" He screamed, pushing the boy off with one hand. Well, attempting to, anyways.

"No." Draco straddled him, kissing his lips fiercely and firmly, tongue begging for entrance.

"Draco fucking Malfoy, stop it!" He hissed between kisses, eventually pushing him off and pointing a wand to his neck. Man, he was tired of calling the taller his entire name. Not that it even remotely helped to get him to stop whatever shit he was doing.

"You wouldn't hurt me, love." He pouted.

"Yes, I would, because I am not your love." Harry dug it deeper into his throat.

"Yes, you are," He tried to kiss him again, only to get the wooden stick closer to him, almost penetrating the skin.

"You're lucky are hands are bound," He held up their hands. "Or else you'd be sleeping now, and would awake 'til I said so," He snarled, not wanting to drag around Malfoy who was in a death-like state. He un-reluctantly let go of his throat, taking the vial that was now on the table. Drinking the potion, he went on his daily round to the bathroom, which Madame had told him was a normal thing to happen for the first couple of weeks.

Draco held his hair back, exactly as he did so before getting the potion. "You're okay love," he coaxed, planting a kiss on his forehead as Harry stood, wiping his mouth with a cloth. "You're so strong baby," He cooed.

"Yes I'm okay, and quit calling me stupid pet names!" He pushed Draco away, walking down into the common room, Draco following without any choice whatsoever.

He just snorted softly and sat on his lap as the boy took a seat on the couch. "I love you," He murmured as he lay back.

"I don't," Harry giggled at his look of horror.

"Yes you do, and I know it." He pecked his cheek lovingly and caressed it, cupping it.

"Dray, stop," Harry giggled again as he peppered kisses on his cheek and neck. "Seriously, stop it, it tickles. Also, for like the 5th time, we aren't fucking dating!"

"Well, now we are."

"Nope, we aren't." Harry pushed him off, ready to accio McGonagall, Hermione, Pansy, and Snape. "And I swear to Merlin, I will accio people here to take you away, even if it means ripping my hand off because nothing can stop with this goddamn spell!"

"You wouldn't dare," He kissed him again.

"Yep, I would. Well, maybe not accio, but I would and will get them." He pulled the swooning blonde to his feet, dragging him out of the portrait hole with him.

People stared, everyone in the entire school seeing what happened the previous night.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy?" Minerva asked as Harry pulled the boy into the room without a knock.

"Professor McGonagall, sorry for interrupting, but Malfoy, he-" Harry got cut off by Draco kissing him again. "Help!" He pleaded groggily as Draco tried to kiss him again.

"Yes, yes." Minerva pulled him away with a flick of the wand. "IS it really that bad?" She asked, smiling behind her hand.

"Okay, no, not the time for bets," Harry snarled as Minerva smiled freely.

A/N: Sorry, this is sorta like a filler, haha! I had some shit in line, but then I randomly thought of the Amortentia, literally in the middle of writing, so its held back. Yay for people who like this story, a longer book!