Welcome to my first Drarry oneshot! Yes, it's a lemon fic and I've written a lot of these but I've never posted one before so feedback will be much MUCH appreciated! Also, it's my first Drarry fic too.

NOTES:

- I had this idea after watching the half blood prince move again. I really like that movie and i LOVE Malfoy in that goddamned suit so yes in this - oneshot lemon he's wearing that exact same suit ;D

- I ship Drarry no shame! I hated malfoy so much when i first read the books but then i kinda warmed up to him and now i kinda love him too

- I tried to keep draco as original as i could. y'know, not out of character but i portraying him is kinda difficult. Besides, this is a lemon so XD

Anyways, ENJOY! Let me know what yall think kay

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All the credit goes to J.K Rowling.

HARRY POTTER

Smut in the Hogwarts Express I

A Drarry lemon

SUMMARY: Draco Malfoy always had an obsessive crush on Harry Potter. Six years of sexual frustration in Hogwarts came to an end in the Hogwarts Express, when an opportunity presented itself and Harry Potter was ripe for the taking. Drarry lemon. Oneshot. M for smut.

Draco Malfoy knew from the moment the Instant Darkness Powder flooded the train with dark particles that Harry was up to something. Students onboard coughed and complained and someone said it was a first year fooling around. Draco knew better. He dusted his suit and turned, deciding to keep his eyes and ear sharp.

He took a seat with his Slytherin colleagues and Blaise was saying something stupid when Draco heard a tinkle somewhere from above him. Discreetly, he looked up and saw his suitcase stirring every so slightly. Draco smirked and continued the conversation.

When the train stopped, having reached Hogwarts' station, Draco stayed behind, -"You two go on,"- He explained, -"I want to check something."

After his friends left, Draco stood on the soles of his shoes to reach for his suitcase before tugging down the curtain of the compartment window.

Excitement was bubbling his insides when he spoke: -"Didn't your mummy ever told it was rude to eavesdrop, Potter?"- In a flurry of motions, he fished his wand out and pointed at the spot his briefcase once was, -"Petrificus Totalus!"

He heard something invisible hitting the floor with a thud. Draco approached, feeling smug, and reached a hand out to grasp Potter's famous Invisibility Cloak and yanked it to expose a petrified Harry.

-"Oh yeah, she was dead before you could even wipe the drool off your chin."- He jeered and had the urge to kick his face for what he did to his father

But another, more stronger impulse won.

-"Caught you unawares, didn't I? You're finally mine."- He licked his lips and knelt.

Finally, the great Harry Potter, the boy he's been obsessing over for six years, was at his mercy; helpless and completely vulnerable to Malfoy's advances. The blonde Slytherin leaned down and took Harry's chin between his thumb and index finger. He only hoped he had enough time to do everything he'd ever wanted to do to Harry.

It was his little secret, that he had a sick crush on the Potter boy since first year. Nobody else, absolutely nobody else, knew about it. Not even Mother and Father (they would banish him from the Malfoy Manor if they ever found out). It had been extremely frustrating and difficult to live with that secret, to watch (or spy) Harry prowling the corridors with his friends and then deal with his own erection in the common room. Draco much enjoyed mocking him too (although he is aware that most of the times he is quite insensible, especially regarding his dead parents, but Draco doesn't care enough to change though), because the way Harry's forehead would wrinkle, and his red lips would curl in distaste made Draco question his sexuality again and again. Then, they would fight, and it was the most exhilarating moment of Draco's miserable life; he swore he wetted himself each time Harry grunted or groaned and… and he was sweating, and his lips were parted and—

But now, Harry was under him, ripe for the taking. Enough fantasying.

-"I will ravish you, Potter, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

He kissed the frozen boy in the mouth, his pale lips draping over Harry's like a billowing cape, and it was everything like the blonde boy dreamed about. Draco tasted his lips, running his tongue over them, before biting and sucking the supple meat between his teeth. Then he traveled through his squared jawline until his lips found Harry's ears. The lobe was stuffy, begging to be bitten and sucked, and so Malfoy moved to mouth it whole, his tongue lapping lecherously over the skin. Then Draco dragged his pink organ up Harry's temple and placed a kiss at the crown of his head.

It was irritating, he thought, not to be able to move Harry's head to his wish, but he was open to anything else. Petrificus Totalus, for example, does not petrify clothing, so Malfoy was free to undress Harry.

And undress him he did. He was sporting a sleeved Muggle shirt that made Draco scrunch up his face, but it came off pretty easily; he slinked his slim fingers underneath the linen and dragged his palm up, feeling the soft skin underneath as he pushed the shirt off.

Draco Malfoy was definitely a pervert—a well oriented and dignified pervert, not like those lurking in the alleys. He was licking and biting his lips as he looked down at Harry's well-built frame; he had nothing to be jealous of, duh, but after everything the Chosen One has done the last five years in Hogwarts, Harry was definitely looking hunkier.

Harry's nipples, in particular, were erect and looking so very tasty that Draco could not resist poking and fondling them before taking the teat full into his mouth; he lashed his tongue and sucked harshly, feeling the small knobs of his areola. The bush of dark hair on Harry's chest called to Draco and he pulled on it. Clearly, he heard a strained breath coming out of the solid lips of his victim.

-"Enjoying yourself?"- Draco grinned, looking up at Harry's beautiful green eyes, feeling grand and proud, -"There's more where that came from, you naughty whore."

Draco Malfoy fondled Harry's chest thoroughly, pinching his nipples while he dragged his lips and tongue down to his abdomen, following the trail of dark hair and sucking the bushes into his mouth, tying his tongue with it. He then tucked it into his belly button and sipped, causing Harry to gasp again. Spurred, Draco moved lower and lower until he came upon the tent in Harry's pants.

-"Caught you hard, didn't I, Potter?"- Draco sneered, caressing the bulge lovingly while looking up again at Harry's eyes. He felt sensational at the possibility that he might have been the one that aroused Harry before petrifying him. He does look awfully dashing in his suit and his hair was perfectly groomed too, -"Hopefully it was me."- Has the great Harry Potter finally fallen for him?

Draco continued to fondle Harry's tent, squeezing and caressing, with such an affection that he did not know he was capable of showing. Again, he was relieved that they were alone because, truly, it would be embarrassing. Slowly and teasingly, he unzipped Harry's trousers with his teeth, pulling down and ignoring the twinge of pain from chafing his chin against the scratchy surface. All on its own, Harry's erection sprang out and nearly hit Draco's face. The blonde caught it and licked the smudge of wetness from the tip, tasting Harry in his mouth and humming to it.

Merlin, he tasted heavenly. Everything about Harry was wonderful.

Wondering how he'd feel in his mouth, Draco hurried to rid Harry of the only garment between him and his prize. He hooked a finger over the hem and towed, exposing Harry's willy; it was large, long and hairy. It was slick, wetted with his pre-cum, and bloated and red. It was perfect. Draco licked his lips again and marveled at his good work. For a man of no experience with other blokes, Draco did good. Exceeds Expectations good.

The train steamed and hissed and someone outside said that it would be leaving in a couple of minutes. As much as Draco wanted to take his time to thoroughly ravish Potter, he had to hurry up, and as much as he wanted to miss Hogwarts… he had a job to do. Potter was not the only Chosen One.

And so, Draco didn't dally and shoved Harry's prick into his mouth. He ran his tongue across the underside, feeling the wet hotness and inhaling all of Harry's erotic aroma. The slit of his penis was oozing his luscious milk and Draco dabbed and swallowed every drop of it, savoring and relishing it. With one hand on Harry's tight, the other grabbed the base of his prick and squeezed it, twisting and twisting his wrist to give Harry the friction he wanted. The latter boy was back to puffing again and his body was stirring slightly, shuddering as little as it could, being frozen rock-solid and all.

Draco didn't hesitate to start sucking Harry's penis dry, all the while jerking his shaft vigorously, up and down. The slim fingers from that very hand were twirled around Harry's pubic hair and tugging forcibly. He was enjoying the tiny, muffled whines that escaped Harry's stiff lips. Wanting to hear more and more, the Malfoy heir jerked and sucked faster and harsher. He took Harry full in the mouth and began to bob his head back and forth, taking the slimy phallus out only to shove it back in again until it hilted, causing Draco to cough momentarily. By the strained grunts and whimpers from Harry's mouth, Draco knew the other boy wanted very much to fuck the mouth himself, but seeing as he was completely frozen, Draco was in complete and total control.

-"Must feel dreadful, to watch me owning you and not being able to do anything about it,"- Draco jeered and took Harry's full sacks into one hand, his teeth biting the head of his prick. He pinched and tweaked the thin skin of his balls and again Harry whined, -"Today, Potter, I'm at the top."

Draco Malfoy's onslaught on Harry, ribbing and abusing, was leaving the helpless poor boy to writhe and moan stiffly. He was sweating and flushed, ready to blow his load, but Draco wouldn't let him. However, as his own erection became too hard to bear, the blonde boy knew he was running out of time. The dick in his mouth pulsed and twitched and while Draco continued to seesaw his head, Harry's bloated sacks bounced and bounced against his chin.

He decided to give Harry his relief, seeing as he's been such a good boy, by tickling and fondling his balls. Harry grunted and sputtered out Draco's name as he came swiftly, releasing inside his mouth while Draco gulped down his milk with eager enthusiasm. A bit of it trickled down his chin, but Draco cleaned it by sticking his tongue out and licking it. He helped Harry drag out his orgasm by giving him a last few suctions.

Then Draco stood, a bit clumsily due to his unattended erection. Before leaving, however, he thought about leaving Harry a mark on him, so he could remember this moment; that Draco Malfoy had owned him. That Harry was his and his alone. He decided to undo his suit pants and dig out his own stiff member. He wanked himself keenly, eyes boring down onto Harry and his naked frame; his loose cock, his hairy chest and privates, his red lips, his green eyes, his unruly hair and perky nipples. Release wasn't far; with a few strokes, Draco was coming down hard on Harry, spraying his semen all over Harry's chest. He sighed, tossing his head back at the waves of bliss that rippled his body with shudders of thrills as he put his mark on his crush.

Draco wished to feel Harry's hands on him, he wished to fuck Harry's mouth too, and be deep inside him… but this was enough. For now. He fastened his pants and straightened his suit, dusting himself and giving his hair another comb before throwing the Invisibility Cloak back over Harry, -"Enjoy your ride back to London."

Then he left, passing by an Auror woman, but he knew Harry will be back. He always comes back.

Short, aint it? But its a record! I've never written anything so short before lmao

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