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Chapter 2 Tastes Like Honey
0 reviewsDraco likes Harry but can't get him. Blaise likes Draco and can get him, but want to be more than a fling. So he thinks up a plan to become the blondes equal by doing something he never could. Sedu...
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Perfect Things
Chapter 2 Tastes Like Honey
HarryHarry and Ron ran down the corridor. They would almost certainly be late for class, which wouldn't be too terrible normally since pretty much every teacher loved him, but it just so happened he was going to potions. And the thought of how many points would be lost was the only thing that kept him racing down all the steps leading to the dungeons. "I can't believe you slept in Ron!" Harry watched as the red head turned to him, shooting a dirty look before continuing
"Well you know I don't see why it has to be my responsibility...I mean you could take the slack every once in awhile." It was Harry's turn to glare.
"Ron how many times have I told you? I can't wake us up, because there's a silencing charm around my bed...remember how you guys didn't like it when I woke up screaming?" Ron stopped running, and Harry skidded to a halt beside him wondering what could have made him stop. "Ron what are you doing?" But Ron wasn't looking at him; instead he was staring at the floor, and seemed to be having an internal conflict with himself.
"I'm sorry mate...I really am. I forgot, I should have been a better friend...of course you would have problems after Sirius." Harry was staring at his best friend with his mouth hanging open. Since he had come back to Hogwarts there had been no mention of Sirius upon Harry's request, and now his best friend stood there stammering an apology for not being sincere enough to talk to him about Sirius.
"Ron I really think we should get to class...Snape will probably have taken away loads of points already...we don't want to add." Without another word he opened the door to the potions classroom, and sat down next to Hermione, ignoring Ron's looks the entire time. He made it a point to become very interested in the book that lay in front of him. Which to any normal person would look very odd indeed, after all Harry would rather cut off his own hand then take an interest in the subject.
"Potter, Weasley 10 points will be taken from each of you for your tardiness, and if it happens again it'll be a week in detention for the both of you." Harry looked up for the first time to scowl at the greasy potions master. If it had been any one of the Slytherins they would have got off without a hitch, let alone get 20 points taken away, and threatened with a week of detention.
Harry thought he heard Ron mumble something like 'slimy old git' But at the moment he was in no mood to laugh, or even smile in the least. "Today I will be partnering you all up with a member of the opposite house." Harry's head shot up at that. He couldn't really make this a torture session could he? "The pairings are as goes, and I want no complaints." To emphasize his point he looked murderously at Harry, and the raven-haired boy knew he would not like his partner. "Granger, Parkinson" He heard Hermione groan, and felt rather bad for her. "Weasley, Crabbe" He heard Ron swear under his breath, and watched him trod miserably towards the Slytherin's table. Harry quickly looked around, and noticed there were only three of them left. And he hoped against hope that he wouldn't have to work with the blond one of the three...fat chance though. "The three that are left will form a group, so Malfoy, Zabini, and Potter get to work."
Harry turned around, and saw that Malfoy and Blaise were already sitting together, so he grabbed a stool, and moved back to sit with the two Slytherins. After slamming his stool down he plopped down into the stool, and just prayed that this class would be over as quickly as possible...fat chance. Harry's head shot up when he felt something graze against his leg, but saw that the two people beside him were still busy cutting up ingredients. He laid his head back on the desk, convinced that it was just his imagination. Although the second time it happened he knew it was not only not his imagination, but a very annoying Slytherin.
"Listen assholes just cut it out alright...I don't want to be here anymore than you do, so just stop." Harry scowled when he saw that both of the Slytherins were smirking at him. It was Blaise who spoke up first.
"Well ummm Harry we were just wondering if you were planning on participating...you know since it is all three of our's grade." Harry felt his cheeks go hot, and grabbed the knife, and unicorn horn from Malfoy, and couldn't help but notice how their hands grazed each other as they passed.
Draco
They had been at the potion for about 10 minutes, and with every one of the blond's small touches he saw that his prize would go a different shade of pink, and when he intentionally rubbed his leg on his thigh he watched as the raven-haired went crimson. He couldn't help but think that this would be a lot easier than he once thought, but now was the time to do more than just touch...if he wanted the boy in his bed he would have to have an actual civil conversation with him.
"Potter are you almost done with that horn...if I thought you were going to be this slow I would have done it myself." Hey it was a start...though it didn't look like the right start.
"Fuck off Malfoy if you want to do it so bad, do it your fucking self." The blond elbowed Blaise in the ribs when he heard him start to chuckle. Draco put on a smile...an actual smile, and took the cut up horn from Harry's hand, stopping when their flesh touched. He took his hand in his own very quickly, and when he saw the boy's amazement, caressed it before pulling back with the horn. "What's the matter Potter...are you hot?" Draco smirked when Harry's eyes' widened. "Oh silly question...you're always hot." With that he began skinning the horn again...trying as much as possible to ignore the eyes that were staring at him. For the first time he was glad for Blaise's interruption...at least it got the green gaze off of him.
"So Harry who are you going to Hogsmeade with?" Draco's gaze shot up to Blaise, as did Harry's. There was no way that Zabini would do that to him right?
"Errr I'm not sure prolly Hermione and Ron...and I'm supposed to meet someone there." The last part was practically a whisper, but Draco heard it. Who could Potter possibly be meeting? He noticed the downcast look on the brunette's face, and it was obvious he had heard him too.
"Oh really, who yeh meeting?" Draco watched as Harry squirmed in his chair, obviously not wanting to continue this conversation any further. But then again Blaise would never realize that...he was probably the thickest person he knew next to Crabbe and Goyle. "Oh come on Harry who yeh meeting...I bet it's a secret lover." The blonde jumped out of the way as pieces of glass from the broken bottle in Harry's hand flew his way.
"Mr. Potter that will be 10 points from Gryffindor, and I would like it if you would refrain from braking any more of my materials." Draco barely heard that though...he was still caught up on the secret lover part. Blaise had said he was a virgin...he said he was unconquered. Who the fuck would dare sleep with his prey?
"You're supposed to be a fucking virgin Potter! Who the fuck did you fuck?" The blond watched as the boy's eyes widened, and then to his amazement he actually started to laugh. Draco narrowed his eyes, and felt a great urge to kick him rather hard in the shin. "Can I ask what you find so fucking amusing?" Harry stopped laughing, but continued to smirk at the blond.
"I just find it funny how you can you use the 'F' word so excessively." Draco was about to chew out the bratty boy when Blaise burst into fits of laughter. This time he really could care less about appearances. He stood up, and kicked Blaise as hard as he could 'below the belt' the brunette fell to the floor clutching himself, and this time Draco burst into laughter.
"Mr. Malfoy would you care to explain why you have disrupted my class?" The blond turned around to the professor still smiling, and shrugged. Several students were smiling by this time, and Draco felt rather proud. That is until he saw Harry lean down to help Blaise up. "Mr. Malfoy, an answer please." Snape's voice was warning him to answer, but he could care less. Harry was touching Blaise. Blaise was touching Harry...Blaise was fucking touching Harry! He would have killed him if he had the chance...though a tug on his arm prevented it, and as he spun around to yell at whoever had the gall to stop him...his mouth shut when he saw the murderous look on Snape's face. He knew he was in serious trouble, so in a last ditch effort he blurted the only thing that came into his head.
"Blaise started it." Yes! Way to go Draco...a very Malfoy thing to do, blame anybody else to avoid trouble, although by the look on Snape's face it didn't work this time. The blond was seriously starting to regret ignoring him before.
"Never have I seen such utter lack of respect from any student from my own house...though I did take a risk pairing you with certain partners, and if you say Blaise started it I believe you." Draco barely held back a smirk...he loved being the teacher's pet...that is until he heard his teacher's next sentence. "Potter, Zabini you will both receive detention tonight."
"Professor you can't...it's not fair! I wasn't even doing anything!" Draco saw Snape smirk, and for once in his life wasn't happy about Harry getting a detention.
"You will not tell me what is, and is not fair Potter understand?" But apparently Harry didn't understand. He marched up so he was staring up at Snape...determined to get out of trouble.
"Oh come off it Snape, hate me all you want, but at least be fair and give ferret boy detention too." Draco's eyes narrowed at the comment, but smirked when he saw Snape's face.
"Sit down right now Potter...that will be 50 points for disrespecting a teacher, and let's make this clear. You will not presume to give me anymore orders." He walked to the front of the room, obviously pissed that he had such a disturbance in his class. "Now everyone get back to work, and the next person to cause a disturbance will go see Professor Dumbledore personally." Draco sneered at his so-called favorite professor, and made his way back to his seat. This was really not going as well as he had hoped. Plus giving Harry detention most likely meant he wasn't making much head way there either.
"Bet you really enjoyed that didn't you?" Draco frowned, and looked into green eyes. He really didn't want to do this right now.
"Sorry Potter but I'm not a mind reader, and I'm really not in the mood, so if you want me to know what you're talking about, you're going to have to be more specific." The blond poured pomegranate juice in the potion, ignoring the scowl that was aimed at him.
"Don't act fucking dumb Malfoy...you were probably eating up every word that greasy haired git said. Of course we would get detention instead of you...but then again what else is new." By this point the blond was relatively sure that if steam could come out of a person's ears that the room would be full of the substance by now. He slammed the vile on the desk, and turned to face the raven-haired boy.
"For your information I would have liked nothing better than for you to get a detention, or hell even for us to get a detention...that would be fun." He paused to watch the blush creep up Harry's neck, and also savor in the jealous looks covering Blaise's features. "But to have the two of you alone in detention together is the equivalent of hell for me." He barely had time to register the confused features that now covered Harry's face before Snape dismissed the class saying that they would test the potions tomorrow, and without getting a response he tore out of the classroom as quickly as possible.
Blaise
Things couldn't be better in the brunette's mind. Sure he probably wouldn't be getting any from Draco for awhile, but when he did it would be all the sweeter. He really had to thank the blond for making the perfect arrangement for him. He had made Blaise out to be the victim, and insured an entire night alone for the two of them. From the conversation Draco and Harry had it was obvious that the boy was no longer a virgin, which unless you were an obsessive freak like Draco was a good thing. He was sure that if he played his cards right he would most definitely get a good snogging session out of him...if not a blow job. Though he had to admit he was quite curious as to the identity of who had taken away the golden boy's innocence. Though for their own safety he hoped the blond never found out who they were.
"Blaise...Blaise wait up." The brunette spun around, and a smile lit his features as none other than Harry Potter came stumbling towards him, completely out of breath.
"Hey Harry what up?" Harry stopped about a foot in front of him, and Blaise held back a laugh at the sight.
"Ummm nothing...lets go to detention together alright? I mean it will be less likely for the bastard to yell at both of us at once." Blaise wanted to break out into laughter as he watched the boy stop, look around nervously, and then look back. "Oh sorry he's your head of house you probably like the slimy old git...er sorry again." This time the brunette couldn't hold his laughter back.
"Oh it's alright Harry believe when I say you don't have to apologize to me about my head of house...he is a bastard, and also rather slimy." He started laughing again and this time Harry joined in. "Come on Harry we better go to detention before we get in even more trouble for being late...I mean after all Malfoy's not here this time to get us out of trouble." This resulted in another fit of laughter, and Blaise laughed even harder when he heard something that sounded like. 'Stupid fucking whore' directed towards the blond. Draco really could help you out an awful lot without even trying.
"Boys now that you're finally here you will get to cleaning these floors, and I want them to be spotless." Blaise growled low in his throat when he was handed a toothbrush. "No magic remember...I'll be back to check on you in two hours. I suspect you should be about half down by then." The brunette thought he heard a laugh come from the professor's mouth, and glared daggers into his retreating form...although it did mean more time with Harry. He took one look at the moldy toothbrush, and tossed it. He walked over to Snape's desk and sat in the seat.
The brunette watched in amusement as Harry first scowled, and then bent to the floor and started scrubbing. "Harry what are you doing?" This caused another scowl.
"I would have thought that was obvious I'm doing OUR detention. Something I thought you would help with, but then again you are a Slytherin." Blaise couldn't help, but laugh, and barely suppressed a giggle when he pulled out his wand.
"Accio toothbrush" It flew out of Harry's hand and into Blaise's, where he quickly threw it to join the other.
"What are you doing?" Blaise rolled his eyes, and muttered a cleaning spell that sent the two toothbrushes to work scrubbing the floors. "Snape said no magic."
"Oh please Harry do you really think that lazy bastard is gonna check, and if he does I'll tell him it was my idea if you're so worried." Blaise held back a snicker as the raven-haired boy's face scrunched up in confusion. He obviously couldn't conceive the notion of a Slytherin being nice.
"Why are you doing this...what's in it for you." Blaise smirked before making his way over to the boy. He held out a hand, and waited for the boy to take it.
"Well you know I just thought our time together could be put to better use than scrubbing floors." Harry at first blushed, but then scowled at the brunette.
"What is it with you Slytherins...I swear between you and Malfoy all I hear nowadays are bad pick up lines." Blaise did his best not to frown at the mention of his Draco. So the boy had noticed the way the blond was hitting on him. Instead he took another step forward, so that they were only inches apart.
"Oh really and tell me what do you think about all this?" Harry took a step backwards to the brunette's disappointment.
"What do you mean what do I think about all this? First of all no Slytherin has ever attempted to be nice to me, and now two of them are hitting on me, and one just so happens to be Draco fucking Malfoy...oh and that's another thing...they're both guys." Blaise scoffed at this taking both of them by surprise...he hadn't meant to do it out loud. He thought he should probably rectify his mistake.
"Well Harry the whole school knows about what sex you prefer...I wouldn't be surprised if you get a lot more people hitting on you." Blaise really wished that annoying little Gryffindor brat was around to take a picture at the moment...the look on Harry's face was priceless.
"Wait what do you mean...who knows...oh God..." Blaise walked forward placing both hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Harry calm down. There are a lot of people like that here...I mean fuck most people are bi if not full out gay." Harry looked up and Blaise could see tears shining in his eyes.
"Do you know how they found out?" The brunette got a very nasty idea in his head, and decided to run with it.
"Umm well yah, but well." Harry moved closer if that were possible, and gave him puppy dog eyes, though the brunette doubted he knew he was giving them.
"But what...please Blaise I need to know." Blaise gave the boy a genuine smile.
"Well Malfoy overheard you and Granger arguing about something, and came back and told our common room everything...it didn't take long to get around...you know how our school is." All the color seemed to drain from the boy's face, and Blaise actually felt a little sorry for him.
"Is that why you're doing it?" Blaise looked at the boy in confusion, and reached out to wipe a stray tear that had fallen down.
"Is that why I'm doing what?" The brunette watched as Harry nervously ran a hand through his hair.
"You said that people were just hitting on me cuz of what they found out...is that why you're doing it?" Blaise couldn't answer at that exact moment...he was much too transfixed on Harry's lip that he was currently biting. He snapped out of it though, knowing that this was probably the best time to make his move.
"Of course not Harry...I mean to tell you the truth I've wanted you for a long time, and the stuff the 'ferret boy', as you call him, said in the common room I could care less about." He saw the boy's eyes brighten. "And besides even if I hadn't found out you were gay I probably would have made you love the cock." Blaise winked, and he watched as the boy smiled. And he thought there was no time like the present. He leaned forward, and touched there mouths oh so softly, and when he didn't feel Harry jerk away deepened the kiss.
Blaise quickly pulled the boy to him, and when he felt his mouth open, slipped in his tongue. He moaned into the mouth...Harry tasted like honey. He smiled into the kiss when he felt Harry start to kiss back, but then frowned when he felt two hands pushing him away. "Blaise I'm sorry I can't do this right...I really like you, but then there's Oliver...I've gotta go. I'll talk to you later alright." And without another word he made a beeline for the door, and Blaise was left alone in the potions room with the taste of honey still lingering in his mouth.
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Chapter 2 Tastes Like Honey
HarryHarry and Ron ran down the corridor. They would almost certainly be late for class, which wouldn't be too terrible normally since pretty much every teacher loved him, but it just so happened he was going to potions. And the thought of how many points would be lost was the only thing that kept him racing down all the steps leading to the dungeons. "I can't believe you slept in Ron!" Harry watched as the red head turned to him, shooting a dirty look before continuing
"Well you know I don't see why it has to be my responsibility...I mean you could take the slack every once in awhile." It was Harry's turn to glare.
"Ron how many times have I told you? I can't wake us up, because there's a silencing charm around my bed...remember how you guys didn't like it when I woke up screaming?" Ron stopped running, and Harry skidded to a halt beside him wondering what could have made him stop. "Ron what are you doing?" But Ron wasn't looking at him; instead he was staring at the floor, and seemed to be having an internal conflict with himself.
"I'm sorry mate...I really am. I forgot, I should have been a better friend...of course you would have problems after Sirius." Harry was staring at his best friend with his mouth hanging open. Since he had come back to Hogwarts there had been no mention of Sirius upon Harry's request, and now his best friend stood there stammering an apology for not being sincere enough to talk to him about Sirius.
"Ron I really think we should get to class...Snape will probably have taken away loads of points already...we don't want to add." Without another word he opened the door to the potions classroom, and sat down next to Hermione, ignoring Ron's looks the entire time. He made it a point to become very interested in the book that lay in front of him. Which to any normal person would look very odd indeed, after all Harry would rather cut off his own hand then take an interest in the subject.
"Potter, Weasley 10 points will be taken from each of you for your tardiness, and if it happens again it'll be a week in detention for the both of you." Harry looked up for the first time to scowl at the greasy potions master. If it had been any one of the Slytherins they would have got off without a hitch, let alone get 20 points taken away, and threatened with a week of detention.
Harry thought he heard Ron mumble something like 'slimy old git' But at the moment he was in no mood to laugh, or even smile in the least. "Today I will be partnering you all up with a member of the opposite house." Harry's head shot up at that. He couldn't really make this a torture session could he? "The pairings are as goes, and I want no complaints." To emphasize his point he looked murderously at Harry, and the raven-haired boy knew he would not like his partner. "Granger, Parkinson" He heard Hermione groan, and felt rather bad for her. "Weasley, Crabbe" He heard Ron swear under his breath, and watched him trod miserably towards the Slytherin's table. Harry quickly looked around, and noticed there were only three of them left. And he hoped against hope that he wouldn't have to work with the blond one of the three...fat chance though. "The three that are left will form a group, so Malfoy, Zabini, and Potter get to work."
Harry turned around, and saw that Malfoy and Blaise were already sitting together, so he grabbed a stool, and moved back to sit with the two Slytherins. After slamming his stool down he plopped down into the stool, and just prayed that this class would be over as quickly as possible...fat chance. Harry's head shot up when he felt something graze against his leg, but saw that the two people beside him were still busy cutting up ingredients. He laid his head back on the desk, convinced that it was just his imagination. Although the second time it happened he knew it was not only not his imagination, but a very annoying Slytherin.
"Listen assholes just cut it out alright...I don't want to be here anymore than you do, so just stop." Harry scowled when he saw that both of the Slytherins were smirking at him. It was Blaise who spoke up first.
"Well ummm Harry we were just wondering if you were planning on participating...you know since it is all three of our's grade." Harry felt his cheeks go hot, and grabbed the knife, and unicorn horn from Malfoy, and couldn't help but notice how their hands grazed each other as they passed.
Draco
They had been at the potion for about 10 minutes, and with every one of the blond's small touches he saw that his prize would go a different shade of pink, and when he intentionally rubbed his leg on his thigh he watched as the raven-haired went crimson. He couldn't help but think that this would be a lot easier than he once thought, but now was the time to do more than just touch...if he wanted the boy in his bed he would have to have an actual civil conversation with him.
"Potter are you almost done with that horn...if I thought you were going to be this slow I would have done it myself." Hey it was a start...though it didn't look like the right start.
"Fuck off Malfoy if you want to do it so bad, do it your fucking self." The blond elbowed Blaise in the ribs when he heard him start to chuckle. Draco put on a smile...an actual smile, and took the cut up horn from Harry's hand, stopping when their flesh touched. He took his hand in his own very quickly, and when he saw the boy's amazement, caressed it before pulling back with the horn. "What's the matter Potter...are you hot?" Draco smirked when Harry's eyes' widened. "Oh silly question...you're always hot." With that he began skinning the horn again...trying as much as possible to ignore the eyes that were staring at him. For the first time he was glad for Blaise's interruption...at least it got the green gaze off of him.
"So Harry who are you going to Hogsmeade with?" Draco's gaze shot up to Blaise, as did Harry's. There was no way that Zabini would do that to him right?
"Errr I'm not sure prolly Hermione and Ron...and I'm supposed to meet someone there." The last part was practically a whisper, but Draco heard it. Who could Potter possibly be meeting? He noticed the downcast look on the brunette's face, and it was obvious he had heard him too.
"Oh really, who yeh meeting?" Draco watched as Harry squirmed in his chair, obviously not wanting to continue this conversation any further. But then again Blaise would never realize that...he was probably the thickest person he knew next to Crabbe and Goyle. "Oh come on Harry who yeh meeting...I bet it's a secret lover." The blonde jumped out of the way as pieces of glass from the broken bottle in Harry's hand flew his way.
"Mr. Potter that will be 10 points from Gryffindor, and I would like it if you would refrain from braking any more of my materials." Draco barely heard that though...he was still caught up on the secret lover part. Blaise had said he was a virgin...he said he was unconquered. Who the fuck would dare sleep with his prey?
"You're supposed to be a fucking virgin Potter! Who the fuck did you fuck?" The blond watched as the boy's eyes widened, and then to his amazement he actually started to laugh. Draco narrowed his eyes, and felt a great urge to kick him rather hard in the shin. "Can I ask what you find so fucking amusing?" Harry stopped laughing, but continued to smirk at the blond.
"I just find it funny how you can you use the 'F' word so excessively." Draco was about to chew out the bratty boy when Blaise burst into fits of laughter. This time he really could care less about appearances. He stood up, and kicked Blaise as hard as he could 'below the belt' the brunette fell to the floor clutching himself, and this time Draco burst into laughter.
"Mr. Malfoy would you care to explain why you have disrupted my class?" The blond turned around to the professor still smiling, and shrugged. Several students were smiling by this time, and Draco felt rather proud. That is until he saw Harry lean down to help Blaise up. "Mr. Malfoy, an answer please." Snape's voice was warning him to answer, but he could care less. Harry was touching Blaise. Blaise was touching Harry...Blaise was fucking touching Harry! He would have killed him if he had the chance...though a tug on his arm prevented it, and as he spun around to yell at whoever had the gall to stop him...his mouth shut when he saw the murderous look on Snape's face. He knew he was in serious trouble, so in a last ditch effort he blurted the only thing that came into his head.
"Blaise started it." Yes! Way to go Draco...a very Malfoy thing to do, blame anybody else to avoid trouble, although by the look on Snape's face it didn't work this time. The blond was seriously starting to regret ignoring him before.
"Never have I seen such utter lack of respect from any student from my own house...though I did take a risk pairing you with certain partners, and if you say Blaise started it I believe you." Draco barely held back a smirk...he loved being the teacher's pet...that is until he heard his teacher's next sentence. "Potter, Zabini you will both receive detention tonight."
"Professor you can't...it's not fair! I wasn't even doing anything!" Draco saw Snape smirk, and for once in his life wasn't happy about Harry getting a detention.
"You will not tell me what is, and is not fair Potter understand?" But apparently Harry didn't understand. He marched up so he was staring up at Snape...determined to get out of trouble.
"Oh come off it Snape, hate me all you want, but at least be fair and give ferret boy detention too." Draco's eyes narrowed at the comment, but smirked when he saw Snape's face.
"Sit down right now Potter...that will be 50 points for disrespecting a teacher, and let's make this clear. You will not presume to give me anymore orders." He walked to the front of the room, obviously pissed that he had such a disturbance in his class. "Now everyone get back to work, and the next person to cause a disturbance will go see Professor Dumbledore personally." Draco sneered at his so-called favorite professor, and made his way back to his seat. This was really not going as well as he had hoped. Plus giving Harry detention most likely meant he wasn't making much head way there either.
"Bet you really enjoyed that didn't you?" Draco frowned, and looked into green eyes. He really didn't want to do this right now.
"Sorry Potter but I'm not a mind reader, and I'm really not in the mood, so if you want me to know what you're talking about, you're going to have to be more specific." The blond poured pomegranate juice in the potion, ignoring the scowl that was aimed at him.
"Don't act fucking dumb Malfoy...you were probably eating up every word that greasy haired git said. Of course we would get detention instead of you...but then again what else is new." By this point the blond was relatively sure that if steam could come out of a person's ears that the room would be full of the substance by now. He slammed the vile on the desk, and turned to face the raven-haired boy.
"For your information I would have liked nothing better than for you to get a detention, or hell even for us to get a detention...that would be fun." He paused to watch the blush creep up Harry's neck, and also savor in the jealous looks covering Blaise's features. "But to have the two of you alone in detention together is the equivalent of hell for me." He barely had time to register the confused features that now covered Harry's face before Snape dismissed the class saying that they would test the potions tomorrow, and without getting a response he tore out of the classroom as quickly as possible.
Blaise
Things couldn't be better in the brunette's mind. Sure he probably wouldn't be getting any from Draco for awhile, but when he did it would be all the sweeter. He really had to thank the blond for making the perfect arrangement for him. He had made Blaise out to be the victim, and insured an entire night alone for the two of them. From the conversation Draco and Harry had it was obvious that the boy was no longer a virgin, which unless you were an obsessive freak like Draco was a good thing. He was sure that if he played his cards right he would most definitely get a good snogging session out of him...if not a blow job. Though he had to admit he was quite curious as to the identity of who had taken away the golden boy's innocence. Though for their own safety he hoped the blond never found out who they were.
"Blaise...Blaise wait up." The brunette spun around, and a smile lit his features as none other than Harry Potter came stumbling towards him, completely out of breath.
"Hey Harry what up?" Harry stopped about a foot in front of him, and Blaise held back a laugh at the sight.
"Ummm nothing...lets go to detention together alright? I mean it will be less likely for the bastard to yell at both of us at once." Blaise wanted to break out into laughter as he watched the boy stop, look around nervously, and then look back. "Oh sorry he's your head of house you probably like the slimy old git...er sorry again." This time the brunette couldn't hold his laughter back.
"Oh it's alright Harry believe when I say you don't have to apologize to me about my head of house...he is a bastard, and also rather slimy." He started laughing again and this time Harry joined in. "Come on Harry we better go to detention before we get in even more trouble for being late...I mean after all Malfoy's not here this time to get us out of trouble." This resulted in another fit of laughter, and Blaise laughed even harder when he heard something that sounded like. 'Stupid fucking whore' directed towards the blond. Draco really could help you out an awful lot without even trying.
"Boys now that you're finally here you will get to cleaning these floors, and I want them to be spotless." Blaise growled low in his throat when he was handed a toothbrush. "No magic remember...I'll be back to check on you in two hours. I suspect you should be about half down by then." The brunette thought he heard a laugh come from the professor's mouth, and glared daggers into his retreating form...although it did mean more time with Harry. He took one look at the moldy toothbrush, and tossed it. He walked over to Snape's desk and sat in the seat.
The brunette watched in amusement as Harry first scowled, and then bent to the floor and started scrubbing. "Harry what are you doing?" This caused another scowl.
"I would have thought that was obvious I'm doing OUR detention. Something I thought you would help with, but then again you are a Slytherin." Blaise couldn't help, but laugh, and barely suppressed a giggle when he pulled out his wand.
"Accio toothbrush" It flew out of Harry's hand and into Blaise's, where he quickly threw it to join the other.
"What are you doing?" Blaise rolled his eyes, and muttered a cleaning spell that sent the two toothbrushes to work scrubbing the floors. "Snape said no magic."
"Oh please Harry do you really think that lazy bastard is gonna check, and if he does I'll tell him it was my idea if you're so worried." Blaise held back a snicker as the raven-haired boy's face scrunched up in confusion. He obviously couldn't conceive the notion of a Slytherin being nice.
"Why are you doing this...what's in it for you." Blaise smirked before making his way over to the boy. He held out a hand, and waited for the boy to take it.
"Well you know I just thought our time together could be put to better use than scrubbing floors." Harry at first blushed, but then scowled at the brunette.
"What is it with you Slytherins...I swear between you and Malfoy all I hear nowadays are bad pick up lines." Blaise did his best not to frown at the mention of his Draco. So the boy had noticed the way the blond was hitting on him. Instead he took another step forward, so that they were only inches apart.
"Oh really and tell me what do you think about all this?" Harry took a step backwards to the brunette's disappointment.
"What do you mean what do I think about all this? First of all no Slytherin has ever attempted to be nice to me, and now two of them are hitting on me, and one just so happens to be Draco fucking Malfoy...oh and that's another thing...they're both guys." Blaise scoffed at this taking both of them by surprise...he hadn't meant to do it out loud. He thought he should probably rectify his mistake.
"Well Harry the whole school knows about what sex you prefer...I wouldn't be surprised if you get a lot more people hitting on you." Blaise really wished that annoying little Gryffindor brat was around to take a picture at the moment...the look on Harry's face was priceless.
"Wait what do you mean...who knows...oh God..." Blaise walked forward placing both hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Harry calm down. There are a lot of people like that here...I mean fuck most people are bi if not full out gay." Harry looked up and Blaise could see tears shining in his eyes.
"Do you know how they found out?" The brunette got a very nasty idea in his head, and decided to run with it.
"Umm well yah, but well." Harry moved closer if that were possible, and gave him puppy dog eyes, though the brunette doubted he knew he was giving them.
"But what...please Blaise I need to know." Blaise gave the boy a genuine smile.
"Well Malfoy overheard you and Granger arguing about something, and came back and told our common room everything...it didn't take long to get around...you know how our school is." All the color seemed to drain from the boy's face, and Blaise actually felt a little sorry for him.
"Is that why you're doing it?" Blaise looked at the boy in confusion, and reached out to wipe a stray tear that had fallen down.
"Is that why I'm doing what?" The brunette watched as Harry nervously ran a hand through his hair.
"You said that people were just hitting on me cuz of what they found out...is that why you're doing it?" Blaise couldn't answer at that exact moment...he was much too transfixed on Harry's lip that he was currently biting. He snapped out of it though, knowing that this was probably the best time to make his move.
"Of course not Harry...I mean to tell you the truth I've wanted you for a long time, and the stuff the 'ferret boy', as you call him, said in the common room I could care less about." He saw the boy's eyes brighten. "And besides even if I hadn't found out you were gay I probably would have made you love the cock." Blaise winked, and he watched as the boy smiled. And he thought there was no time like the present. He leaned forward, and touched there mouths oh so softly, and when he didn't feel Harry jerk away deepened the kiss.
Blaise quickly pulled the boy to him, and when he felt his mouth open, slipped in his tongue. He moaned into the mouth...Harry tasted like honey. He smiled into the kiss when he felt Harry start to kiss back, but then frowned when he felt two hands pushing him away. "Blaise I'm sorry I can't do this right...I really like you, but then there's Oliver...I've gotta go. I'll talk to you later alright." And without another word he made a beeline for the door, and Blaise was left alone in the potions room with the taste of honey still lingering in his mouth.
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