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Title<\/b>: The Oldest Joke In the World [Harry\/Draco]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: NC-17
\nSummary<\/b>: “Hurt me.”
\nA\/N<\/b>: God, this was like the third or fourth thing I wrote in HP ever, but I still really like it. Lightning in a bottle. <\/p>\n
The Oldest Joke in the World<\/b><\/p>\n
\tDraco slammed open the door to the Potions classroom angrily, cursing himself for having left his bag in the room AGAIN. HE stopped short when he saw the classroom was not deserted as he had expected.<\/p>\n
\tThere was Potter, sitting on the table at Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s spot. Kicking his legs back and forth gently, Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bag dangling from his fingers and twirling back and forth slowly in the air.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re you up to, Potter?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco snarled, covering his confusion with irritation.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry said casually, still watching the bag twirl back and forth.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Of course I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like you!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco raised an eyebrow. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So if you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll just hand over my bag, we can both be on our way.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But you want me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry looked up at Draco, not exactly asking a question, but with an inquisitive stare.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why on earth would I want you, you magnificent poof?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s snarl deepened as he felt control of this conversation slipping away.<\/p>\n
He HATED that.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What about here?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked, voice gaining a strange edge. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Have you ever thought about fucking me right here on your tabletop?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tDraco spluttered out a loud negative, but he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop the color from rushing to his face, and he knew Potter could hardly miss the splash of pink across his pale features.
\n\tHe hated THAT even MORE.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I thought so,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry voice lowered half an octave. He let Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bag slip through his fingers and drop to the stone floor. There was a distinct tinkling of broken glass, and Draco gritted his teeth as he imagined ink from a shattered inkwell staining everything in the bag.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Does that make you angry?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked in that same, weird, breathy voice.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Of COURSE it does!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco shouted at him. He took the half dozen steps over to where Potter was sitting and snatched his bag off the ground. He glared at Harry, being slightly taller while the smaller boy was slouched on the table.<\/p>\n
\tHarry reached out and ran one finger up Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest. Draco grabbed his wrist hard enough to leave bruises, and Harry made a noise in the back of his throat, but it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t a \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcpain\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 noise.<\/p>\n
\tDraco narrowed his eyes and peered at Potter. He was staring up at Draco through half-slitted eyes, pupils dialated with lust.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want me to hurt you!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco exclaimed suddenly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re getting off on it!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not much of a wonder, given my childhood, is it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry murmured, hooking an ankle around Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s knee to draw him closer. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what you want isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it? To do things to me? To hurt me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tDraco stared at Potter with open hostility, fury and arousal battling openly on his face.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a masochist!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco finally managed in a tight voice.
\n\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a sadist,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry leaned towards Draco to whisper conspiratorily. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So it all works out. You can do anything. You. Want. To. Me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tSomething in Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face changed, his expression turning darker and colder. He squeezed Potter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wrist tighter and Potter made the same noise, louder this time, much closer to a moan. Draco dropped his bag and stepped perilously close to Harry, heedless of the crunching glass in the bag beneath his feet.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Let me get this right,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said to Potter, voice silky and dangerous. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tHarry nodded, so close Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath was stirring his bangs. Draco moved his fingers of his now-free hand slightly so that they were just brushing Harry\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already hard cock. <\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want me to do things to you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco continued, voice getting even softer. Harry hissed out a breath and tried to move towards Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s feather-light stroking, but Draco pushed him back with the hand that was still crushing Harry\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wrist.
\n\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice was now barely audible, and he leaned his face towards Potter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so that their mouths were just barely not touching, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153to have rough sex with you, right here? Right now?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hurt me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Potter pleaded in a thready voice, every breath a soft gasp.<\/p>\n
\tDraco leaned even closer, staring into Potter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes, smiling a tight, glacial, cruel smile.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tHarry came immediately.<\/p>\n