Shattered Glass

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Harry and Draco both proceeded to exit the train and make their way to where the horseless carriages stood. Draco opened the carriage door and Harry entered, immediately accompanied by his new friend. Draco locked the carriage door and drew the small curtains that covered the tiny window looking out.

" Good gods, I can't stand others in the same carriage as I. It's bad enough I have to live with those of lesser stature more or less having to share everything with them," Draco stated quietly, though his voice was filled with his always haughty manner. The carriage was illuminated with tiny candles that stood upon a small ledge that lined the top of the confined space.

"Draco, I'm worried about the first of the year feast. I will have to prove my changes to the school. I have a very.. er... enjoyable and pleasurable way of proving that. This is far beyond equivocating. Will you be apart of this with me?" Harry's eyes were locked with Draco's and he could see him swallow.

"Pleasurable? Is that only for you or both of us?" Draco didn't look away from Harry's eyes as he asked this though he was secretly hiding hope within his heart, or shall we say, penis.

"Oh, I assure you it will be pleasurable for us both. Though I do have to remind you it won't go too far."

"Alright Harry, anything you want," Draco said, mentally wincing. He wasn't used to being so submissive.

"Good, now, we are here. Let the show being." Harry hopped out of the carriage as Draco gracefully climbed out. The two made their way toward the castle, Draco in high hopes.

As the two took their seats at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, they heard gasps and quiet but questionable exclamations come from their fellow peers. The Slytherins sat in their normal seats without a word to why Harry was placed at their table. As long as Draco approved of Harry, the rest of the house had no opinion of the matter.

The Hall quieted down, and the sorting stared to run through its procedure. Afterward, Dumbledore made a short speech about staying strong with ones beliefs, never resorting to darkness, and how important house loyalty was. All of this was directed toward Harry, so he knew, but being who he was, he simply brushed aside the attempt to lure him back into what one would call the 'light'. Without another look in Doumbledore's direction, Harry watched as the oak tables filled themselves with food.

Harry and Draco finished their meals just as Ron and Hermione stood from the Gryffindor table. Harry eyed them, eyes sparkling with amusement and anticipation. Draco looked warily at Harry.

"Ok Harry," Hermione stated in a motherly voice as she neared the Slytherin table, "this was a great joke and all but I seriously think it's time for you to end it."

"Yeah mate," Ron continued, "your hanging out with Malfoy for Merlin's sake. I admit that the prank was believable and all but really, eating with the 'stick-up-their-ass snakes'. What the hell's wrong with you?"

Harry stood slowly and faced his two former friends. "You think this is a joke? This is anything but a joke. I will not stand by and watch that manipulative bastard run my life. I will not succumb to the light and do as all expect of me. This is who I am and you are not in anyway apart of that."

"Enough of this Harry!" Hermione stood with her hands rested on her hips, her face growing red with anger and frustration. "Prove to me that this isn't a joke. Do something unthinkable then. Either prove you have changed, or return to the table with us once again."

Harry smirked. This was what he was waiting for this whole time. He looked at the wall the table was positioned by and knew how to execute his plan precisely. He held out his hand. As Draco accepted the strong grip, he stood until he was standing beside Harry.

"Oh Hermione, how predictable. I must say I shall enjoy this. After this example, I expect never to be bothered by the two of you again. It was horrible knowing you."

With that said Harry quickly grabbed Draco's hand once more and pulled him against his body. With one last fleeting glance at the two Gryffindors, he instigated a rough kiss which Draco was happy to give. Shoving his tongue into Harry's mouth, Draco buried his hands within Harry's hair while grinding against Harry's groin. Harry proceeded to thrust his tongue in and out of Draco's mouth as he backed the blond into the stone wall of the Hall. Harry placed his right knee between Draco's legs and ground their hard erections together. Draco moaned and pulled the fistful of Harry's hair that was still within his hands. Now that Harry's neck was exposed, Draco had the opportunity to feast upon the smooth expanse of skin he had beneath him. He licked his way up Harry's neck and stopped at Harry's jugular vain. Draco sucked the area until it was red with blood that rose to the skin and he bit down upon the spot. Harry gasped in pain and pleasure and ground his erection harder into Draco's as Draco began to suck at the newly surfaced blood. Harry pulled his neck away from Draco's lips and captured his mouth in another dominating kiss. He could taste his blood upon Draco's lips and he growled deep within his throat as he became more hostile. The pair's hips were thrashing against each others as tongues were slipping in and out of mouths and blood was dripping down chins. The wall was rough against Draco's back, but that was hardly of interest as Harry slowed the brutal kiss down into a tender gliding of tongues. Harry ceased the attention his hips were giving to Draco's and pulled out of the kiss while nipping at Draco's swollen bottom lip.

Harry looked around the Hall to see the frozen and shocked faces of Hogwart's staff and students. Hermione's mouth was open with shock and Ron was lying in a heap on the floor. His eyes were open and he was staring at the two with complete horror. Apparently his legs gave out under the intense shock he received. Harry grabbed Draco's hand and the two made their way out of the Great Hall. When at a secure spot, Harry turned to Draco.

"Thank you. That was absolutely perfect. It was also the best fucking kiss I've had for a while."

"Harry," Draco panted, trying to regain his breath, " anytime you want to do that again. Just do it, no need to ask. Fucking hell."

Harry smiled. "Draco take us to our rooms. Like I said....pain before pleasure....we need to talk."

With that Harry was led to his new dorm by a very confused Draco.

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