H/D dedicated to Jen
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hackthis_archiveThese are The Rules.
Obviously for them to mean anything there has to be something else first. So. This is
The Agreement
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bonibaru. Thanks to ethrosdemon for look-see and H/R. There is obviously some sort of order to be observed here. I dunno what it is just yet.
If Potter weren’t so bloody tall then Draco wouldn’t have had this problem.
“Don’t say a word.”
His fingers get purchase later than they’re supposed to, and Potter almost slips away, but Draco’s quicker than that. Not always quick enough, but fast enough not to let go of Potter when he finally has him alone. Alone, in an empty classroom, with nothing but time and each other to kill and an offer to make.
If Draco had known it would be this easy to kidnap Potter he might have tried sooner, but Potter attempts to make a noise of protest before Draco can cover his mouth and propel him through the doorway. Thank Mordred Draco thought about this before hand. Thank Merlin there’s always a handy empty classroom available.
It’s almost a bit creepy that.
For a castle with all these students and teachers, and what have you, there always seems to be a plethora of empty classrooms. Draco is grateful for that in a purely selfish way, not that he has any other way to be. Still, it means less chance of someone coming along and discovering what he’s about to propose.
For the record, he doesn’t actually *like* Potter.
“I have a proposition for you.”
Draco’s world would be a better place without Potter in it. It would be more orderly, less chaotic. The Dark Lord would be in power already, and Draco would be enjoying a fine life of terror and blood-sucking plants at the gates of the Manor. Not that they don’t have Everreds already, but as long as they’re kept in the greenhouse it’s all right to go wandering late at night.
Draco’s not actually looking forward to any sort of reign by Voldemort, and not that he should be thinking about plants right now, either. Not with Harry bloody Potter pinned against a wall and very much not struggling. Draco is a bit puzzled about that because he’s just pulled Potter into an empty classroom and pushed him against the wall. Potter should be losing his rag or cracking up. The Weasel and the Mudblood should come crashing through the door any minute to save their... saviour. It’s only fitting.
It’s not fitting for Draco to have Potter in a full-body press against the wall.
It’s not fitting for Draco to feel heat coming from Potter’s body with at least four layers of clothes between them.
It’s all very wrong.
Nearly as wrong as Potter licking his hand.
“What kind of proposition?“
It’s not a proposition as much as it’s an agreement. An agreement to stop staring and start looking, start touching. Draco is tired of sitting next to Potter in Potions with his fingernails digging into his palms, and standing next to him in Care of Magical Creatures without doing *anything*. He’s tired of being tempted and doing nothing to make the temptation stop. Draco is tired of pretending like he’s not staring in meals and pretending like he doesn’t care when Potter stares right back.
The agreement states that he can look *and* touch. The agreement says that Potter can touch him back. Draco knows Potter wants to touch him back because he licked Draco’s hand and hasn’t struggled away.
Draco knows that Potter will agree because Draco has taken his hand away from Potter’s mouth, and shifted his body weight slightly, and Potter still hasn’t moved. Potter hasn’t flinched. He’s just *there*. Licking his lips and looking at Draco, and Potter’s eyes keep darting down towards his neck where Draco knows he’s swallowing way too much.
“I don’t like you.”
Draco’s fingers are clumsy as he works the buttons of Potter’s robe, but Potter’s fingers are even less adroit as they work at his trousers. There are fingers in Draco’s hair and a wet tongue in the along his jaw line. He will pull away before Potter gets too close to his mouth.
There will be no kissing on the mouth.
Draco will show Potter how to use his mouth for other things, and in concession, he will kiss Potter in other places, like the soft patch behind his ear and on his forehead to the left of the scar. Draco will touch Potter behind his knee and lick in the juncture of his arm. Draco will leave suck marks on Potter’s hipbones and feel his eyes go slightly moist the first time he enters him.
“I don’t like you either.”
There will be rules, and Draco will follow them for his own safety. Potter may be a hero, but he’s dangerous. All people with power are.
“Good.”
Notes: I’d also like to take this time to thank the lovely Hope, and the very amazing Jen, for two of the best, most imaginative birthday presents I have ever received in my entire life. I – yeah, wow. Thank you so much.
Obviously for them to mean anything there has to be something else first. So. This is
The Agreement
For
bonibaru. Thanks to ethrosdemon for look-see and H/R. There is obviously some sort of order to be observed here. I dunno what it is just yet.If Potter weren’t so bloody tall then Draco wouldn’t have had this problem.
“Don’t say a word.”
His fingers get purchase later than they’re supposed to, and Potter almost slips away, but Draco’s quicker than that. Not always quick enough, but fast enough not to let go of Potter when he finally has him alone. Alone, in an empty classroom, with nothing but time and each other to kill and an offer to make.
If Draco had known it would be this easy to kidnap Potter he might have tried sooner, but Potter attempts to make a noise of protest before Draco can cover his mouth and propel him through the doorway. Thank Mordred Draco thought about this before hand. Thank Merlin there’s always a handy empty classroom available.
It’s almost a bit creepy that.
For a castle with all these students and teachers, and what have you, there always seems to be a plethora of empty classrooms. Draco is grateful for that in a purely selfish way, not that he has any other way to be. Still, it means less chance of someone coming along and discovering what he’s about to propose.
For the record, he doesn’t actually *like* Potter.
“I have a proposition for you.”
Draco’s world would be a better place without Potter in it. It would be more orderly, less chaotic. The Dark Lord would be in power already, and Draco would be enjoying a fine life of terror and blood-sucking plants at the gates of the Manor. Not that they don’t have Everreds already, but as long as they’re kept in the greenhouse it’s all right to go wandering late at night.
Draco’s not actually looking forward to any sort of reign by Voldemort, and not that he should be thinking about plants right now, either. Not with Harry bloody Potter pinned against a wall and very much not struggling. Draco is a bit puzzled about that because he’s just pulled Potter into an empty classroom and pushed him against the wall. Potter should be losing his rag or cracking up. The Weasel and the Mudblood should come crashing through the door any minute to save their... saviour. It’s only fitting.
It’s not fitting for Draco to have Potter in a full-body press against the wall.
It’s not fitting for Draco to feel heat coming from Potter’s body with at least four layers of clothes between them.
It’s all very wrong.
Nearly as wrong as Potter licking his hand.
“What kind of proposition?“
It’s not a proposition as much as it’s an agreement. An agreement to stop staring and start looking, start touching. Draco is tired of sitting next to Potter in Potions with his fingernails digging into his palms, and standing next to him in Care of Magical Creatures without doing *anything*. He’s tired of being tempted and doing nothing to make the temptation stop. Draco is tired of pretending like he’s not staring in meals and pretending like he doesn’t care when Potter stares right back.
The agreement states that he can look *and* touch. The agreement says that Potter can touch him back. Draco knows Potter wants to touch him back because he licked Draco’s hand and hasn’t struggled away.
Draco knows that Potter will agree because Draco has taken his hand away from Potter’s mouth, and shifted his body weight slightly, and Potter still hasn’t moved. Potter hasn’t flinched. He’s just *there*. Licking his lips and looking at Draco, and Potter’s eyes keep darting down towards his neck where Draco knows he’s swallowing way too much.
“I don’t like you.”
Draco’s fingers are clumsy as he works the buttons of Potter’s robe, but Potter’s fingers are even less adroit as they work at his trousers. There are fingers in Draco’s hair and a wet tongue in the along his jaw line. He will pull away before Potter gets too close to his mouth.
There will be no kissing on the mouth.
Draco will show Potter how to use his mouth for other things, and in concession, he will kiss Potter in other places, like the soft patch behind his ear and on his forehead to the left of the scar. Draco will touch Potter behind his knee and lick in the juncture of his arm. Draco will leave suck marks on Potter’s hipbones and feel his eyes go slightly moist the first time he enters him.
“I don’t like you either.”
There will be rules, and Draco will follow them for his own safety. Potter may be a hero, but he’s dangerous. All people with power are.
“Good.”
Notes: I’d also like to take this time to thank the lovely Hope, and the very amazing Jen, for two of the best, most imaginative birthday presents I have ever received in my entire life. I – yeah, wow. Thank you so much.
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Date: 2002-11-18 04:03 pm (UTC)I'm so glad they don't like each other!
You're welcome. Happy early birthday.
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Date: 2002-11-18 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2002-11-19 09:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-18 06:50 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2002-11-18 07:00 pm (UTC)Alone, in an empty classroom, with nothing but time and each other to kill and an offer to make.
...Thank Merlin there’s always a handy empty classroom available. ...For a castle with all these students and teachers, and what have you, there always seems to be an plethora of empty classrooms
These bits I love. A good point about the classrooms - sometimes I wonder about logistics like this when I'm reading slash. :)
On my second reading here, I find myself wondering what Harry's thinking about all this... I bet that would be interesting to know... *g*
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Date: 2002-11-19 09:27 am (UTC)I'm always wondering that myself, I was actually poking fun at that here. I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2002-11-18 09:27 pm (UTC)hee~! such a cute beginning, too.
i think it's the darker fics that bring out my inner critic, what can i say. they're in luuuurve & they're adorable. and eeeee, so easy :D
hand-licking!
& yes, what's with all the empty classrooms all the time?
& eeeeee, not-so-shy!harry :D ahahahah draco's a tad shy though. it's adorable :D though of course, i've said that~:)
can -never- grow tired of these. more, more, and always more :D
too cute & bashful & adorably muddled to be sap~:)
like a floppy-eared space alien with pointy teeth, that likes to meep & flop onto one's tummy. and then grrrrowl, looking balefully at you and wanting sweets :D
er, well. something like that :D
"gimme loff, dammit," draco said :D ahaha
that's what in my head right now, anyway :D
and harry of course grins, and licks some close-by part of draco, and says, "`course, you git, why do you think i've been giving you The Look??" ahahahah :D
they're so perfect together it hurts :D
~reena
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Date: 2002-11-19 09:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-19 11:34 pm (UTC)::worships::
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Date: 2002-11-20 09:06 am (UTC)