Harry is late to potions class and gets seated beside Malfoy for a potions project. Each pair has a specific potion they must brew that causes a different emotion. When Draco and Harry realize what emotion they got, things take a turn right into sexual. (Will have smut) (Unedited, has spelling errors)
"Now, lust potions develop feelings of desire in the taker without the affection that a love potion gives, so Malfoy, you will find that you continue to see Potter as the insufferable twit that he is." Slash. Not HBP/DH compliant. Rated Mature.
It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there's almost no way out again. Except to keep playing. Drarry fic! Explicit sexual situations depicted.