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Title: Harry, Stalker
Author: Black Silk
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): Not Betaed.
Word count: 706
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling. I only put them in situations she would not; and if she did she would not dare publish them.
Author's note: More angst! With this fic, I cannot seem to avoid it! This is my entry for enchanted_jae 's Monthly Drabble Challenge for the month of April, using one the Lol cats pictures she posted. Guess which one I chose.
Summary: Harry decided to make sure that Draco does commit any more evil acts.
Voldemort defeated, Death Eaters imprisoned and the Ministry back to ‘normal’; all of which meant that Harry was able to go back to Hogwarts to finish his studies and maybe finally have an uneventful year. That thought had a violent end at the foot of a mountain when at the welcoming feast Harry was sat straight across from none other than Draco Malfoy. The gal, how could Malfoy dare to show up after all that he had done? Sure he had been made for do most of it by being threatened with not only his own death, but that of his family, but that did not mean that he was not still an evil Slytherin at heart. At that moment, Harry decided that he was going to prove it.
That night, he once again donned his Invisibility cloak, dug out the Marauders’ map and made his way to the dungeons. He was going to keep a close eye on Malfoy. This time there would be no Hermione and Ron stopping him. They were thankfully busy making up for the time they had been oblivious to the attraction between them. This time, Harry was going to make sure that if Malfoy was up to no good, he would be there to stop him.
Harry only had to wait a few hours until just before midnight. The little dot that was labelled Draco Malfoy so started to make its way out of the Slytherin common room. Harry murmured “Mischief managed,” put the map away and prepared himself to tail Malfoy when he came out of snake pit.
Malfoy immerged carrying a small bundle. He looked around, as if making sure no one was around then he started walking. It was not long before Harry realized that he was following Malfoy to the Prefect’s Bath. He wondered what sort of nefarious activities Malfoy would have for waiting until midnight to perform.
Once in front of the door leading to the bath, Malfoy once again assured himself that no one was around. Harry made certain he was a close to Malfoy as possible without letting him know he was there. Malfoy said the password ‘Effervescent foam’, the door clicked opened and he quickly stepped him. Harry almost did not make it through the door before it closed.
Harry watched as Malfoy put his bundle down on a bench revealing a change of clothes and his toiletry bag. Malfoy began to fill the bath and Harry began to feel silly. Draco Malfoy, son of the known Death Eater and probably Death Eater, was doing nothing more evil than fill a bath with silly pink bubbles.
Harry had likely ruminating over his idiocy for too long because he was interrupted from his thoughts by a particularly loud moan. He looked up ready to defend Malfoy from whatever had befallen him only to be faced with an erotic image to end all erotic imaged. A wet and slick Malfoy half submerged in pink foam was busy masturbating. Harry’s cheeks flushed and he told himself to look away, but he could not. Malfoy bit his lip to stifle another moan and Harry’s cock gave a very interested throb. Great, not only was Harry a stalker, but it would seem that he was also a voyeur to boot. And if the way his dick decided to take notice of a naked and masturbating Malfoy was any indication could add gay to the list of things he was.
He decided to stop worrying about himself and start concentrating on the magnificent Adonis before him. It was at that moment that Malfoy decided to add another dimension to his masturbatory action. He reached behind him appeared to be working a finger in and out of himself. Harry almost came undone at that moment. Without being aware of what he was doing he began to undress under the cloak, not an easy feat. Once he was naked he decided to be a bit bold. Making sure that Malfoy’s wand was at a considerable distance away from Malfoy himself, he swept off the Invisibility cloak and stepped into the bath. He waited until Malfoy noticed him before he asked his question.
“Would you like a hand with that, Malfoy?”
Author: Black Silk
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): Not Betaed.
Word count: 706
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling. I only put them in situations she would not; and if she did she would not dare publish them.
Author's note: More angst! With this fic, I cannot seem to avoid it! This is my entry for enchanted_jae 's Monthly Drabble Challenge for the month of April, using one the Lol cats pictures she posted. Guess which one I chose.
Summary: Harry decided to make sure that Draco does commit any more evil acts.
Voldemort defeated, Death Eaters imprisoned and the Ministry back to ‘normal’; all of which meant that Harry was able to go back to Hogwarts to finish his studies and maybe finally have an uneventful year. That thought had a violent end at the foot of a mountain when at the welcoming feast Harry was sat straight across from none other than Draco Malfoy. The gal, how could Malfoy dare to show up after all that he had done? Sure he had been made for do most of it by being threatened with not only his own death, but that of his family, but that did not mean that he was not still an evil Slytherin at heart. At that moment, Harry decided that he was going to prove it.
That night, he once again donned his Invisibility cloak, dug out the Marauders’ map and made his way to the dungeons. He was going to keep a close eye on Malfoy. This time there would be no Hermione and Ron stopping him. They were thankfully busy making up for the time they had been oblivious to the attraction between them. This time, Harry was going to make sure that if Malfoy was up to no good, he would be there to stop him.
Harry only had to wait a few hours until just before midnight. The little dot that was labelled Draco Malfoy so started to make its way out of the Slytherin common room. Harry murmured “Mischief managed,” put the map away and prepared himself to tail Malfoy when he came out of snake pit.
Malfoy immerged carrying a small bundle. He looked around, as if making sure no one was around then he started walking. It was not long before Harry realized that he was following Malfoy to the Prefect’s Bath. He wondered what sort of nefarious activities Malfoy would have for waiting until midnight to perform.
Once in front of the door leading to the bath, Malfoy once again assured himself that no one was around. Harry made certain he was a close to Malfoy as possible without letting him know he was there. Malfoy said the password ‘Effervescent foam’, the door clicked opened and he quickly stepped him. Harry almost did not make it through the door before it closed.
Harry watched as Malfoy put his bundle down on a bench revealing a change of clothes and his toiletry bag. Malfoy began to fill the bath and Harry began to feel silly. Draco Malfoy, son of the known Death Eater and probably Death Eater, was doing nothing more evil than fill a bath with silly pink bubbles.
Harry had likely ruminating over his idiocy for too long because he was interrupted from his thoughts by a particularly loud moan. He looked up ready to defend Malfoy from whatever had befallen him only to be faced with an erotic image to end all erotic imaged. A wet and slick Malfoy half submerged in pink foam was busy masturbating. Harry’s cheeks flushed and he told himself to look away, but he could not. Malfoy bit his lip to stifle another moan and Harry’s cock gave a very interested throb. Great, not only was Harry a stalker, but it would seem that he was also a voyeur to boot. And if the way his dick decided to take notice of a naked and masturbating Malfoy was any indication could add gay to the list of things he was.
He decided to stop worrying about himself and start concentrating on the magnificent Adonis before him. It was at that moment that Malfoy decided to add another dimension to his masturbatory action. He reached behind him appeared to be working a finger in and out of himself. Harry almost came undone at that moment. Without being aware of what he was doing he began to undress under the cloak, not an easy feat. Once he was naked he decided to be a bit bold. Making sure that Malfoy’s wand was at a considerable distance away from Malfoy himself, he swept off the Invisibility cloak and stepped into the bath. He waited until Malfoy noticed him before he asked his question.
“Would you like a hand with that, Malfoy?”