Story 8: Party at Lunas

At the end of their fifth year, Luna Lovegood decided to host a party at her place. She was friendly to everyone and because of that invited all of the children in her year. They almost all showed up. Draco Malfoy was hanging out with the more popular kids, while Harry Potter wasn't really hanging out with anyone. He sipped booze out of a small plastic cup, unwilling to get drunk and do something stupid. Draco was giving a little more leeway on the drinking and had finished his second cup before Harry even got through half of his first. Despite drinking mass amounts of vodka, Draco didn't seem to get drunk whatsoever. His capacity for alcohol surpassed anything Harry had ever seen. Harry scolded himself for even paying attention to that stupid Malfoy's drinking. So what if he got drunk? Harry told himself.

After a little over an hour Luna decided she wanted to play a game.

"We will be playing spin the bottle." She said giddy. Luna walked to the refreshments table and grabbed an unopened bottle of vodka.

"Sit in a circle please." Luna said smiling and putting the bottle on the ground. The group of kids sat in a circle, with a few people standing and watching them play. Almost everyone in the circle was drunk, an Harry noticed that even Hermione had gotten tipsy. She spun the bottle and giggled when it landed on Ron. She carefully crawled forward and gave him a gentle peck on the lips. Then Luna spun and it landed on Harry. Draco felt his hands clench as their lips touched just barely. Harry didn't even notice. The game continued until it was Harry's turn to spin. He flicked his wrist and the bottle spun fast around and around. It slowed down, and then halted right in front of Malfoy. Harry was shocked.

"show em Draco!-hic!" Pansy muttered her words slurred.

"Make him dizzy Harry!" Ron said taking a swig from a cup.

Harry frowned but refused to chicken out, he crawled forward kissing Draco gently. Quickly he scurried back. The game went on and Harry spun again. And again it landed square on Malfoy. He carefully crawled up again, his hand held the back of Draco's head, and he pulled Draco toward him pressing his lips to Draco's warmly. After a second he quickly broke away. Again and again the bottle landed on Draco, and spin after spin Harry became more and more partial to Draco's lips. He found himself waiting for Draco's kiss, looking forward to it. Looking forward to the sweet vanilla taste of his lips, partially masked by the strong flavor of booze. He was up again, and he spun the bottle. It landed on Draco as expected. He crawled forward again, and this time Draco acted first. Draco sunk his fingers into Harry's hair,rising to his knees so he was higher than Harry. His lips were gentle against Harry's. The softness, the taste, it made Harry want more. No not want, need. Harry was wrapped up in it, addicted already.

Draco's lips moved faster, his hands pulled Harry in by his waist. Harry felt Draco force his lips open, Draco's hot breath flooded into Harry's mouth, and the sensation made him dizzy. He acted rapidly sinking his hands into Draco's hair and kissing him hard. Their tongues touched, and Harry released a quiet moan. The moan brought Harry back to his senses. He was making out with Malfoy! Malfoy for Pete's sake. He practically ran back to his spot on the floor. When the bottle landed on Draco again he stood up angry.

"Malfoy can I talk to you?" He hissed.

Surprisingly Malfoy actually got up following him out of the circle.

"Go get em tiger!" Someone yelled with a laugh.

Harry opened the closest door, turning on the light and swerving around to face Malfoy.

"What the fuck Malfoy! Did you put a spell on the bottle or some shit?" Harry snarled pointing a finger at Draco. Draco smiles, bites his lip nervously, and slowly raises his hands. Harry was expecting it to be a prank, he was expecting him to laugh.

Instead Harry looks in between Draco's middle and index finger, and sees a magnet.

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Draco hated what he had done. He should've never showed Harry that stupid god damn magnet. Harry was sitting in a corner with Hermione talking and talking. Hermione would glance over to him every now and then with a knowing smile, which of course he ignored.

Draco watched him closely. Harry drank and drank, not stopping for anything. He grabbed one of the glass bottles of vodka and started swigging from it like an alcoholic. Hermione was trying to persuade him to stop, but he refused.

When the party ended Harry was stumbling around. Hermione and Ron were going to stay at Lunas for the night, they were too drunk to drive. That left Draco to offer Harry a ride, or not. Before asking he forced Hermione to use a breathalyzer on him.

"Why?" She asked quietly.

"If you know that I like him, and I think you do, then you should know that I'd kill myself before endangering his life by driving drunk." Draco said boldly. Hermione carefully helped Harry into the passenger seat of Draco's black Lamborghini Centurion. She flipped the wing door down, and Harry gasped.

"Where'd Hermione go?" He whimpered. Draco set the dash up and carefully pulled out of the driveway of Luna's house. Harry looked around the car, and then set his eyes on Draco. Draco ignored him for a while but his stare was too intense.

"What?" He seethed.

"You're very pretty." Harry whispered.

"And you're too drunk to say that." Draco said, wishing with all of his beaten broken heart that Harry weren't drunk, and that he'd really say that.

"Nu uh. If I weren't drunk I wouldn't have the balls to tell you. But just because I'm drunk doesn't mean it's not true." Harry reached forward carefully touching dracos thigh. He drew his hand back quickly after Draco's sharp gasp.

"What?" Harry whimpered.

"I wish I could kiss you." Draco groaned pain in his voice.

"Why can't you?" Harry was puzzled

"Because, I have to let you make that choice when your aware of yourself. And you don't give a rats ass about me when your sober."

"I like you though." Harry whined. His hand slid across the cup holders and carefully rested on the inside of Draco's thigh.

"Jesus Christ. You're gonna make me wreck." Draco gasped, tossing Harry's hand back.

"Kiss me." Harry whispered.

"No. It's dirty to kiss someone when they can't consent." Draco mumbled. The pain in his chest was so hard to ignore. Just one kiss. That's all. But no, he convinced himself. No, Harry wouldn't kiss you sober, so why on earth would you let yourself get your hopes up?

"Kiss me."

"No."

"You sound like Hermione." Harry mumbled fiddling with the locks.

"I'd rather sound like her than do anything to upset or hurt you when you're sober." Draco said quietly.

Blue and red lights blared behind Draco and he quickly pulled over and made sure to make himself as easy as possible. He was often pulled over simply because he was a teenager in a sports car, but his record didn't have a single stain on it, not even so much as a speeding ticket. The officer walked up and Draco carefully rolled the window down.

"Young man what are you doing this late?" The officer asked.

"So sorry officer my friend is drunk and he was going to drive himself home." Draco said calm and even. It wasn't a lie. Well the friend part was but that didn't matter.

"Young man may you please step out of the vehicle."

Draco opened the door and stood up. He walked in a straight line, sang the A,B,C's, hopped up and down, and took a breathalyzer.

"Alright you're clear. May I see your friend?"

Draco nodded helping Harry out of the car. Draco stood back so the officer could have Harry do the drills. After Harry slid back in the car, the officer pulled Draco aside.

"Hey kid." The officer started. "You got any romantic relationship with him?" He asked.

"Yeah I wish." Draco laughed. "why do you ask?"

"Well." The officer said. "That kid ain't drunk." The officer drove away leaving Draco frozen with shock. After a few minutes he opened the door and got in the car. He was numb. Did this mean-

"Harry." Draco whispered not looking at him.

"Huh?"

Are you-are-are." Draco took a deep breath and tried again. "Are you really drunk?"

Harry's lips turned up in a huge smile. He looked Draco up and down, and then carefully shook his head no.

"Hermione helped me. We filled an empty bottle with water. And then I pretended to be drunk. So did they." Harry was laughing hysterically.

"You pranked me?" Draco breathed. His heart tore in two.

Harry turned in his seat. "You misunderstood my intentions Malfoy." Harry whispered. His hand slid across the seat to Draco's thigh. Draco's breath caught. Was he dreaming??

"I give you consent."

That's all Draco needed.

He put the car in park quickly grabbing Harry and pulling him in his lap.

"You liked-liked me?" Draco gasped.

"Well of course you fool. And I have to give you points for waiting for my consent." He laughed quietly. Draco couldn't wait any more. His lips touched Harry's and the hunger for more made him growl. Without looking he dug around to the side of his seat, grabbing the lumbar support lever and jerking it back. They collapsed back on the seat, Harry was on top of Malfoy, Draco grabbed Harry's tie jerking him down to his lips. Harry tasted the vanilla again and his brain froze. Draco held Harry still while he kissed him. Harry wanted to put his tongue in Draco's mouth. He wondered if that was too much and then came to the conclusion that he needed to try to find out. Harry sunk his hands into Malfoy's hair, and pressed his lips to Malfoy's. His slid his tongue into Draco's mouth, and the growl of passion that passed through Dracos lips convinced Harry that he didn't mind in the slightest.

Their lips collided, and Harry felt full.

"I really like you." Harry whispered

"The feeling is mutual." Draco snickered.

The hopped back in their seats driving to a motel to get some sleep.

They had found their path.

*end*

*lemme know if you guys want a part two*