I don't own any of these characters but I do enjoy borrowing them so don't mind me. Perliana Potion

Chapter one: The potion

Draco Malfoy left his bedroom, now he was in his seventh year he had his own private bedroom and was glad of it, his privacy meant a lot to him. It was just after one in the morning when he let himself into Snape's private potions lab. It had been only two weeks earlier when he had finally managed to get through the wards that the paranoid Potions Master put on his lab. But the potion he wanted to make needed the Potions Master's more accurate equipment. He put his pile of ingredients down, he had bought them in Hogesmeade or had had them owled from Diagon Alley because he knew there was no better way to alert Snape that someone had been in his lab than using his supplies.

He had developed the crush two years eariler without even realising it until he had learnt of Harry's date with Cho Chang and he had realised that he was jealous of Chang. Jealous that she had got to go with his Harry on a date and had even got to kiss the younger boy, even if it had all ended in tears, something he had been overjoyed with.

The Wizarding world had nothing against homosexuality, as long as the couple were in love then the wizarding world were happy, especially as with the aid of potions men could have children together. But it was not exceptable for the only Malfoy heir to be in love with Harry James Potter, he could not be in love with Gryffindor's Golden boy.

So Draco had slept with anyone who would sleep with him and as he wasn't exactly ugly that had been anyone he had wanted, girls, boys and even a mixture of the two but it had never totally fulfilled him. It had all come back to Harry, it was Harry who he was thinking of while he was with all those other people and it was only the thought of Harry that could make him cum. It was naked pictures of Harry that had taken three weeks of planning to obtain, that had kept him going so far. But he had of course had to compensate for all this private Harry loving by being extra nasty to him in person.

But lately the pictures had not been enough, he wanted no needed more, hence was naking the potion. He knew he couldn't just approach the other boy, it couldn't be public because while the wizarding world didn't mind if he was in love with a man, his father did. His father would kill him if he learnt he was in love with a man, especially since his little jaunt to Azkaban.

He had already known that he had a crush on the Harry when the other boy had sent the elder Malfoy to Azkaban. The six weeks his father had spent there before Voldemort had gained control of the Dementors had sent his already slightly mad father over the edge and that little bit more homicidal.

But even if he ignored his homicidal father and did approach the other boy he knew that Harry didn't think of him as anything other than an enemy, an annoyance. Which was why he was going to all the trouble of making a batch of Perliana potion. He had discovered it in an old book during the summer. It was a person specific lust potion that lasted exactly six hours then the person promptly forgot the previous six hours. It was definitely a dark potion, a date-rape potion but the person was willing and he knew it was the closest he was going to get to Harry.

It was nearly four when he added the final ingredient, one of his own eyelashes and the blue potion turned to a colourless, scentless one. He filled up a small bottle with the potion and cleaned up before returning to his room, wishing a certain dark haired boy was already there.

Draco had never thought he would ever have any reason to be jealous of a Weasley, any of them but he was and as normal it all rotated around one person : Harry. And there was only one reason that he was jealous and that was that the Weasel got to spend time with Harry, talking, playing, just being in the same room without hatred between them.

He fingered the small vial in his pocket and felt himself harden in his pants at the thoughts of the slightly taller boy writhing and whimpering underneath him. It had been a long time since he had wanted to see Harry screaming in anything other than pleasure.

Harry, the Weasel and the Mudblood were sat in their normal seats for dinner, a place where he could easily see the boy who refused to die without it being obvious he was looking at the other boy. Draco waited until the meal was about half way through and Longbottem's inevitable trip to the bathroom before getting up and approaching the Gryffindor table, as normal Crabbe and Goyle were two paces behind him.

'Potter,' he snarled, wishing he could call him Harry outside of his own mind as he glared at the boy, it was a well learned skill glaring at him while getting his daily Harry fix.

The black head turned to face him and he could see those beautiful green eyes, 'Malfoy.'

Draco, he called mentally to the dark head, he wanted to hear his given name from that wonderful mouth just once.

'What do you want Malfoy?' The Weasel demanded.

'To talk to my partner,' he snarled back, angry at the redhead for his own feelings of jealousy and for disturbing his close up time with Harry. In some sort of wisdom Snape had partnered him with Harry for their final project. Being close to Harry had made Potions his favourite lesson even more than normal but it had also made him hate the two double periods because Harry still wouldn't acknowledge them

'How can I help you Malfoy?' Harry asked.

'I just wanted to make sure you had done your part of the homework.' He saw Neville return to the hall and moved back slightly so he could move into position while whispering the words to activate a small chain of spells that he had already placed there.

'I have only two inches left to write, is that okay for you?' Harry asked impatiently.

Before he had to answer, Neville found the first spell and tripped, hitting Crabbe, who in turn fell into Goyle who then fell into him. He fell next Harry and emptied the vial into Harry's goblet. As he stood back up the second half of the spell activated and Harry started coughing violently.

Draco mentally cursed the Mudblood as she handed Harry her own goblet to calm his throat.

'Is that all Malfoy?' Harry asked again once he had his breathing back under control.

'Yes,' Draco snapped and walked off, mumbling under his breath, alternatively cursing muggle born know it alls and praying that Harry would finish his own drink.

It was just over an hour later when he finally got back to his room, he was only seconds from strangling Crabbe, Goyle and then the rest of the Slytherins in the Common room. It seemed like every single one of them wanted to talk to him and all he could think of was Harry. He had been semi-hard since the mess in the dinning hall and he ached so bad it was painful, he just wanted some privacy so he could pleasure himself.

The sight on his bed stopped him dead in the doorway and made him as hard as a rock, he could barely think past the tightness in his pants. Some part deep inside of him had always thought that the potion wouldn't work, that it couldn't work but laying on his bed was the Golden-boy, Harry Potter. He blinked in shock and pinched himself but the other boy was still laying face down on his bed. As far as he could tell Harry asleep and he bit his lip to hold in a whimper because Harry was really in his room. The pain reminded him that he was stood in the doorway so he quickly stepped in, closing the door, making sure that no-one else had spotted his guest.

He leaned against the door and took a few minutes to stare at the beauty that was Harry Potter. Long, slim and muscular legs led to tight flat buttocks and an endless back, a small indent all the way down the middle marking his spine and broad shoulders with long arms supporting a head a black hair that now reached the other boy's shoulders.

He bit back groan of pleasure, Harry was his, even if it was only for a few hours. Four and a half hours to be exact, he thought as he set an alarm, he had Harry for four and a half hours and he was planning on using every minute of it. It took him thirty seconds to remove his clothes then he was moving towards the other boy. Just before he could get on the bed, Harry turned his head and smiled at him, 'It looks like you're glad to see me.'

Harry's voice was low and husky and Draco felt his dick do the impossible and get harder, 'Very glad. No don't turn over, stay just like that, it'll be easier.'

'If you say so.'

The simple act of submission was very nearly too much for Draco, 'Have you ever been with a man before?' He asked as he straddled Harry's thighs, already knowing the answer but having to make sure and hear it form Harry.

'No.'

Draco moaned and thought of Dumbledore naked, an image guaranteed to stop him from coming because the knowledge that he was about to be Harry Potter's first male lover was too much. But it was good in a way as he probably would have killed anyone who had had his Harry before he had.

Draco managed to wait four days before he had to have Harry again, he should have known that once would have never been enough with his Harry. Ever since that night with Harry he had had a different lover every night, two lovers on night but none of them compared to Harry. None were as responsive, so giving or tasted to beautiful.

It wasn't hard to sneak into Harry's room, the room was less full than his own but seemed to suit Harry, plain dark wood furniture with silver and gold furnishings but the most important thing was that like him the black haired boy had a glass of water on his bedside table. He removed the vial of potion from his pocket and was about to pour it in when he heard Harry's voice, soft and dangerous, 'Don't do it Draco.'

The blonde span around but couldn't see anyone then suddenly Harry was stood by the door, his black hair going in all directions and dressed only in muggle jeans and an open shirt revealing bronze skin from navel to neck. Draco felt himself harden at the sight and was very glad of his loose clothing.

'An invisibility cloak,' he said, knowing that Harry had one but never having seen it before.

'Yes, put the Perliana potion down but not in my drink if you don't mind.'

'You know about the potion?' he whispered and Harry nodded, 'You remember the last time?' Harry nodded again and Draco felt fear burn down his spine, what was Harry going to do to him? 'Did you ingest the potion last time?' His bad feeling got worse as Harry shock his head NO, 'Why then? Why did you come to my room?'

'I wanted to know what it was like to be with another man and I have so end of story, end of us,' Harry answered bluntly, leaning against the door.

Draco felt like crying, he had been an experiment, he didn't even realise he had moved until he was ramming a fist hard into the other boy's stomach. Harry fell to the floor and he sat down, straddling the other boys hips. He felt an answering hardness to his own and ground down against it with an evil grin until Harry moaned.

'End of us my arse, you want mt to fuck you as much as I want to ram myself deep into your arse.' He felt Harry's involuntary buck at his words and his grin widened, the boy that refused to die might not want him but his body sure did. 'Gamma Evapoma,' he whispered and they were both naked, cocks rubbing together and he felt them leaking pre-cum over each other.

'Bastard,' Harry muttered as he pulled Draco down to kiss him deeply.

'And I'll burn in hell,' Draco agreed when his mouth was released, 'But not yet.'

He learned down and licked one of Harry's flat bronze nipples until it hardened and he could take it between his teeth and chew on it. Harry moaned and reached down to hold his arse, pulling them closer together, kneading Draco's tight muscles.

'Face to face?' Draco asked as he pulled off the nipple hoping Harry agreed. Harry was his again and he would keep the other boy interested, even if it was only physical.