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After A One Night Stand Chapter 1

Harry couldn't believe it. Ginny had cheated on him with her ex, Dean Thomas. And luckily, Ron and Hermione were still his friends and on his side. They knew it was wrong, too. Although they did suggest giving Ginny another chance which Harry immediately said no to and that was that. Clearly Ginny still had feelings for Dean and he only just recently got all the proof he needed. Those dodgy text messages he saw on her phone when he became very suspicious and curious. And then he caught her in bed with him! In his house! That was just not acceptable. Once he got over the shock of the sight he was seeing, he immediately told them to get dressed, to fuck off out of his house and to never come back.

Now, he was currently walking down the path in the bitter cold, with his hands stuffed in his coat pockets and a miserable frown plastered on his face. He was very depressed and lonely. What was he going to do now? He felt like he couldn't trust anyone anymore and just wanted to give up on everything. But no, he couldn't be like that. He will find someone who's right for him, he's going to make sure of it. Right now, though, he was just wallowing in self pity. And the weird thing was, he wasn't really upset about the fact that he lost Ginny and that she loves someone else instead, it was that he thought he could trust her and she was cheating on him in his own home while he was working! That's what he really hated and it pissed him off as well.

He didn't know where he was going, but he didn't really care right now. He just wanted to get away and get some fresh air to think about things. If Ginny didn't want him anymore, then that was fine. He would find someone else who was trusthworthy. Maybe even go gay. His eyes widened at that thought. Would being with a man be better for him? But if people found out, it wouldn't be long till the Daily Prophet says about it with him and his boyfriend on the front page!

He finally stopped walking and his thoughts seized once he realised he was standing outside of a pub. Maybe...just maybe he could go in for a quick drink. Just to make him feel better, of course, but not to get too drunk. He didn't want that. Who knows what could happen.

He hesitated for a long moment before pushing the door open and walking inside. Once he took a seat on a stool by the bar, however, he saw someone right beside him who made him immediately want to get up and leave again. Just as he got off the stool and was about to make a run for the exit, he felt a hand, firm but gentle, grip his arm. He slowly turned his head and came face to face with Draco Malfoy. The person who he had seen and was about to get away from. His emerald green eyes boring into Draco's grey ones. When they finally broke out of their staring competition, Draco spoke.

"What's the rush, Potter? You've just arrived. Don't let my presence bother you." He said with a small smirk.

Harry narrowed his eyes at him. "You always bother me, Malfoy."

Draco mocked a hurt look and brought his hand to his heart. "Oh, how your words hurt me! How could you say such a thing?"

Harry was by now glaring at him, knowing how sarcastic he could be. And also annoying, at that.

He shook his head and returned to his previous position on his stool. Maybe he would actually listen to Malfoy, for once. Why should he leave just because of him? He's got every right to be here, regardless if someone he's not too keen on is sitting right next to him.

He decided maybe to start making conversation, but still using last names.

"So when did you get here, Malfoy?"

Draco was a bit surprised he was speaking to him, he was expecting to be ignored all evening.

"Bit nosey, Potter." He smirked then continued. "But if you want to know then I only got here about a few minutes before you arrived."

Harry nodded, not really knowing what else to say before Draco spoke again.

"And while we'll be sat with each other tonight, we might as well talk using our first names, don't you think?" Draco grinned with a mischevious glint in his eyes.

Now it was Harry's turn who was a bit surprised at that.

"Why?" Was all he said.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Because we've left school now and the war is over, my parents are locked up in Azkaban and we should get over how we were in school. Come on, Harry." His grin got bigger if that was even possible.

Harry raised an eyebrow. Wow, maybe Draco did have a point.

He thought about it for a few moments.

He sighed. "Alright, I agree. But does this mean you want to be..." He paused for a while and hesitated before he continued. "friends with me?"

"Why not?" Draco shrugged. "I wanted to be friends with you in the first place!"

"Yeah, but you blew your chance after insulting Ron." Harry pointed out.

Draco was about to retort when Harry put his hand out and spoke.

"Please, let's not get into that shall we? I don't feel like it Draco, so just forget it."

Draco couldn't help but smile at that when Harry said his name but then frowned when he heard and saw how upset and miserable Harry looked.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked, genuinely feeling and looking concerned despite himself.

Harry sighed. He didn't know whether he should tell Draco or not, but thought he might as well to get his feelings out and not stay bottled up with his emotions.

"Hold on." He said and called the bartender over to order a bottle of firewhiskey to share between them. He started to think that maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all.

Harry and Draco each poured themself a glass of firewhisky and began to drink.

Harry downed it all in one go and slammed it down on the table making Draco jump a bit.

"Jesus, Harry! Calm down."

"Sorry." Harry mumbled.

"It's fine, now can you please tell me what's wrong?" Draco asked before taking a swig of his firewhisky.

Harry nodded with a frown before he began to tell his story about how Ginny cheated on him and she caught him in bed with Dean in his house not even that long ago.

When Harry finished his story, he was on his second glass of firewhisky and Draco was finishing his first.

"I always hated those Weasels." Draco commented afterwards with a disgusted look on his face before pouring himself his second glass.

Harry didn't defend them this time and just looked down. Then he thought for a moment. Why would he let her make him all miserable? True, she had cheated but now he can move on and find someone better. He needed to stop being so depressed.

He looked up again and was starting to feel better now. He just needed to get over her. And drinking would help that.

Draco grinned and drank his third glass as he watched Harry drink glass after glass rather quickly.

"Slow down, Harry." He smirked.

Harry just ignored him and continued. He wasn't intending to get drunk but that's where it looked like it was going.

Harry then ordered another bottle for them and they both started drinking that.

They were indeed drunk once the second bottle was finished, but Harry was about to order a third bottle when the bartender interjected.

"Um, don't you think you've had enough for one night? You need to get home."

Harry laughed along with Draco before answering. His words were slurred.

"No, I think you mean that I haven't had...enough! And I can get home j-just...fine!" Harry tried to convince him in his drunken state but it clearly wasn't working by the stern look on the man's face.

Harry then turned to Draco with a grin.

"Right, Draco?"

Draco nodded and grinned back.

"I agreed with you, Harry." He replied, his words also were slurred.

"But if you won't serve us, then fine! We...will leave!" Harry stood up but stumbled as he did, so reached a hand out and grabbed Draco's arm.

Draco had a bit less than Harry so he wasn't as drunk, but he was still in quite a bad state. He did have a bit better balance, though.

Then Draco had an idea.

As they left the bar holding onto each other for support, Draco leant closer to Harry and whispered in his ear in a rather seductive tone.

"How about you stay at Malfoy Manor tonight with me?"

Harry, if sober, would have said no but as he was very drunk, he agreed and nodded with a grin.

As soon as they eventually reached Malfoy Manor, the door swung wide open and shut swiftly after the men entered with a loud bang. They were currently in the hallway and that's when suddenly Draco slammed Harry against the wall and kissed him hungrily while shrugging off his jacket. After that, he put his hands out against the wall as if to prevent him from going anywhere but it was also to support his drunken self. Harry kissed back in a sloppy manner, their lips moving in sync. Draco stood back and stumbled a bit as he ripped off his jumper and let it just fall to the ground before he proceeded to do the same to Harry.

Shoes and socks were clumsily slipped off along with their trousers and it looked as though they were going to fuck in the hallway as they couldn't really get very far in their state and would pass out in a short while.

Draco brought his hand down low to Harry's boxers and stopped when he reached his hard cock. He then began to rub it rapidly making Harry moan and groan.

"Draco." He muttered under his breath.

Draco smirked lazily before slipping his hand inside Harry's boxers and continuing with what he was just doing.

Harry's moans and groans increased and became a bit louder than before.

Draco continued until he felt pre cum begin to ooze out from Harry's urethra and could feel himself getting extremely hard. He ripped his and Harry's boxers off in a fast motion, not wanting to wait anymore. They were going to do this in the hallway and it was going to be rough. And he was going be topping. He was a Malfoy, he wasn't going to be bottom.

He grabbed Harry by the shoulders quite firmly and very quickly before turning him around so he was facing the wall. Draco stumbled once again and took a moment to just admire Harry's perfect, round arse. He already knew he was gay a while ago after he left Hogwarts, and did this mean Harry was gay too? Right now he didn't seem to care and every coherent thought that he and Harry before had were now gone.

He slapped Harry's arse quite hard which caused Harry to wince slightly but at the same time he was aroused if the small movement of his hard cock was anything to go by.

Without performing a lube spell, as Draco was much too horny and drunk now along with not having any coherent thoughts left, he moved the tip of his cock so it was touching Harry's tight entrance and rubbed it before pushing his shaft in almost all the way causing Harry to almost scream out in pain but he could also feel somewhat a mixture of pleasure in there as well.

Harry was so tight that Draco found it difficult to move but nevertheless he was just able to and brought his cock out half way before pushing back in again rather harshly. And it wasn't long till Draco was slamming into Harry with a lot of force and with each thrust he got faster and faster as his balls were slapping against Harry's ass. He was feeling so much pleasure he felt like he was going to cum any minute now but managed to control himself. He didn't want the fun to be over yet. It only just began.

Harry was in much pain as he had never done this before and he didn't even have lube to ease the pain and make it easier for Draco to slide inside him.

Draco's moans were long and loud as he continued to pump inside Harry's tight ass. His hands were gripping the sides of Harry's ass for support and he was holding it so tightly that he was almost drawing blood. Harry moaned in pain at that but eventually he could feel most of the pain of Draco's thrusting subsiding and was being replaced by pleasure.

"Harry." Draco moaned out as he continued with his thrusting movements and their voices remained slurred.

He then clumsily brought a hand round to Harry's still hard and erect cock before closing his hand around the shaft and beginning to pump that as well. Harry was feeling a lot more pleasure than pain now and it was beginning to get overwhelming. His eyes were shut tightly as he moaned continuously with Draco's name sometimes heard in between the moans.

Both Draco and Harry's breathing were very heavy and uneven as they continued to fuck.

Draco's hand was moving rapidly up and down Harry's hard shaft and Harry cried out in pleasure as Draco was wanking him off and thrusting in him simultaneously.

And that was when Draco hit Harry's prostate that Harry literally screamed Draco's name causing Draco to smirk lazily again. As he continued to hit that spot, Harry shouted and screamed in ecstacy.

Draco and Harry both shouted each other's names as they came together.

Draco thrusted a bit more after that before eventually pulling out and turning Harry around so he could lick the cum that Harry's cock was now currently almost covered in and some of it was on the floor.

Not long after that, both ended up collapsing on the floor from exhaustion and being drunk of course. Their eyes were closing and that's when everything went black for they had passed out.

And they remained that way for the rest of the night in awkward, uncomfortable positions on the floor.

Okay, so I hope you liked it. ;) If you did then please review and I will possibly continue but I may need some ideas at some point as sometimes I get writer's block and don't end up finishing my stories but I would like to finish this one. I think I have some ideas but will probably need more for the story to keep going. :) And I think reviews give me inspiration and motivates me to continue with it. :P

And if you didn't like it, then don't bother reviewing. But come on, it's Drarry slash! :L