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1. Chapter 1

I Need A Dominant!

Draco Malfoy had always been the centre of attention for proud purebloods but when he walked in dressed in ceremonial robes with his eyes down cast he set new standards.

For Draco Malfoy was Slytherin Prince and as domineering as a seventeen year old got. Why then, mused the purebloods at Hogwarts, was he dressed in the ceremonial robes meant for a subordinate male looking for a dominant partner?

Draco was dressed in a long flowing sleeveless silk coat that fastened from mid chest to mid thigh with a single thick belt of woven silver fibers cinching it to show a generously curved hip and waist then fell open at the chest and leg. It was split from hip to floor in the sides and probably showed off a lot more of the Slytherin's slim legs than was decent.

Beneath it he wore tight silver grey boots that rose above his knee and on his right hand he wore a slim silver ring linked to a chain which in turn linked to a thin bracelet around his wrist.

Striding the length of the room slim pale skinned legs flashed as he swept towards his seat in the stunned silence of the hall.

"Varistay, Mondreda, Belasta, Vortigue." Spoke the cold tones of the potions master from where he sat. He seemed the only one unsurprised by the event. Even the Muggle born's had caught on to this not being a normal occurrence.

"What was that all about?" Harry Potter asked a gaping Ron Weasley as the red heads gaze followed the blonde's movement in stunned silence.

"I can't believe he would do that." Hermione gaped from the other side of him and reckoning he'd get a more useful explanation there Harry turned to regard the girl instead of his red headed friend.

"What?" He demanded. "What do the robes mean?!" Hermione gaped for a few seconds then seemed to gather her wits and turned to the brunette with a frown.

"Don't you read anything?!" She demanded. Harry scowled.

"Where exactly was I supposed to read about this occurrence?" He snarled.

"Hogwarts A History of course!" She sighed. Harry growled low in his throat.

"I have never, and will never, read Hogwarts A History!" He snapped. "Please explain." There was a whine in that now and she sighed as if she felt very much put upon.

"The robes mean that Draco is gay, and is advertising himself as a subordinate partner in a possible relationship." At Harry's blank look she groaned. "He wants to be a sub in a gay relationship so he's wearing the robes to show he is willing to commit to a long term relationship with anyone who he likes enough to let dominate him." Harry's eyes went wide as she continued to explain.

"So he wants to be bonded as a sub?" He gaped ten minutes later. Hermione sighed again and nodded. Throughout the hall people were still eyeing the blond speculatively and a few had a look of consideration in their eyes that Harry wasn't sure he liked.

"So anyone can claim the right to court him as a Dominant?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.

"As long as they're male."

"Obviously." Harry drawled rolling his eyes. "So explain. What do you have to do to show you're interested?" She raised an eyebrow but explained anyway.

"… so it's all up to the claimant to show he can be a strong yet loving and protecting Dominant. They only have a week to prove it then Draco will either chose or begin a new week." She shrugged. "I doubt there will be many who offer to dominate him though. He's too dominant himself for there to be many who possibly could force him to be submissive." Harry nodded absently.

"Uhuh," He said rising and heading out. Half way down the hall he passed the blond who had also chosen to leave. Having to dodge round him he ignored him until the Slytherin caught his arm and pulled him flush against his chest with a smirk. Glancing up the shorter boy had to tilt his head to meet the Gryffindor's eyes.

Leaning in close to the brunettes chin he rose up on his toes to bring his lips close to the boy's ear and whispered.

"Not going to try and dominate me Potter?" He sneered loud enough for the hall to hear while using his hold on the boys elbow and shoulder to flex his body against the Gryffindor's. Throughout the hall people stopped and stared to watch this unusual situation and to see if the Gryffindor would explode. Smirking down at the boy Harry brought a swift hand up to his throat and forced his chin up to meet a brutal and punishing kiss as he ravaged the boy's mouth. Strong sweeps of his tongue and tiny nips left the Slytherin panting before Harry placed a final sharp nip on the corner of his bottom lip before backing away with a perfect sneer as the blond staggered and caught himself on his bodyguard's wrist.

"Dominating enough for you Malfoy?" The brunette tossed back then walked away leaving the hall in stunned silence.

"Hell yeah," the blond whispered breathlessly. Before staggering out trying to gain his breath.

The second the pair was out of the door the great hall exploded.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?" Ron Weasley erupted.

"Mr. Weasley!" Came McGonagall's reprimand from the head table, though she too seemed a little breathless.

"Holy shit that was hot!" Exclaimed another voice.

"HERMIONE!" Ron said again.

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I seriously hope I do this story justice.