Words of Seduction

Words of Seduction

I said please don't slow me down

If I'm going too fast

You're in a strange part of our town...

Yeah, the night's not over

You're not trying hard enough

Our lives are changing lanes

You ran me off the road,

That wait is over

I'm now taking over,

You're no longer laughing

I'm not drowning fast enough

-The Strokes, Reptilia

The painting swung open and a head peeked out. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, he stepped out. Having let Hermione borrow his invisibility cloak for some midnight reading in the Restricted Section of the Library he had to be very careful to not be caught by Filch. Harry was making his way down to the kitchens for a midnight snack, taking a break from all the homework that he hadn't done.

Harry was aware of a door opening, and then he felt two hands on his shoulders and found himself being dragged into a classroom. The door closed and he found himself facing none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Hello Harry. And what were you doing out in the halls at this time of night? Tsk tsk, a rule breaker are you? Well, we can't have any of that," Draco said wagging his finger at Harry as he approached him with a disapproving expression on his face.

"Malfoy, I should've known that it was you. A rule breaker am I? What about yourself? What's the meaning of all this?" Harry said clearly agitated and angry. He threw his hands up in the air as if he meant to strike at Draco.

"You have it all don't you? I bet if you had been caught they would've taken the bare minimum of house points, they would've assumed that you were out in halls off on some mission instead of just going down to the kitchens for a snack," Draco said disdainfully with a hint of jealously in his voice.

"So, that's it, is it? I always knew- hey! How'd you know I was going down to the kitchens?" Harry asked surprised as he stalked towards Malfoy and put his face so near to his that their faces were almost touching.

"You're not the only one who knows to tickle the pear, and besides, you're just so predicable," Draco said as he stepped away from Harry.

"I am not predictable!" Harry said indignantly. "What the hell is this all about? Okay, you're jealous of me, but don't you think that all this is a little bit extreme?" Harry said, trying to get Malfoy to reveal something, as if Malfoy was a suspect in some crime and he was a cop pressing him for information.

"Who says I'm jealous of you?" Draco said as he started walking towards Harry. His movements had a cat-like grace to them. He stepped behind Harry and put one hand around Harry's waist while trailing his long, pale, graceful pointer finger along Harry's neck. Harry shuddered with an unknown feeling.

"You are," said Harry calmly. "Just like I'm jealous of you."

"Well, of course you're jealous of me," said Draco as he stepped in front of Harry. "I dress well, I speak beautifully, I have a great sense of humor, I can dance, I'm introspective, fun, creative, playful, and passionate, plus I have a knowledge of fine wines and am a devastatingly handsome heir to millions," he said as he paraded around in front of Harry with a superior air about him. He started walking across the dark room to the big desk at the front of it. Draco opened a drawer. The moonlight that was the only source of light in the room shone on Malfoy's hair making it gleam. It was not slicked back in its usual way, but let to hang loose. It framed his face perfectly, but it got in his eyes. Draco signed in exasperation as he pushed it off his face to rummage in the drawer.

Harry eyed him narrowly. "Thanks, but I'm already in a relationship." At that, Draco paused in what he was doing and turned around to face Harry.

"I can take care of that. All you need to do is choose how," Draco said as he leaned against the desk with his hands on the edges.

"What! I don't want you to kill her! I love her you idiot! And besides, I'm straight," Harry said angrily, and then resigned at the end.

"Are you sure about that?" Draco said as he once more turned on Harry smirking in his usual manner with a glint in his eye. But that could have just been the moonlight.

"Yes, quite sure," Harry said teeth clenched. Draco walked towards him holding his wand outstretched in his hand.

"I would think about that if I were you. You might not be getting what you really want out of that relationship of yours. I'm offering you something that most people only dream of having the chance at getting. I would think about it before you refuse me," he said as he circled Harry, drawing his wand across Harry's shoulders making Harry shudder some more. Especially when he blew on his neck, raising the hairs there.

Harry stood very tense and stiff. He was obviously trying to hold himself back from something. If he had wanted to beat Draco up, he would have jumped him already, but this was something entirely different. He seemed to be having an inner struggle against something.

"And what exactly is it that you are offering me?" Harry finally said after a time, no less relaxed than before.

"Me," Draco whispered in his ear, he was so close to Harry now that he swore that he could feel Draco's heartbeat. Then all of a sudden Draco was gone, leaving Harry standing in the middle of the cold and empty classroom all alone and confused in the middle of the night.