Sweet Dreams- Marilyn Manson

One, two, three. The times Malfoy licks his lips while looking at Harry, across the classroom.

One, two, three. The times Harry squirms in his seat, under the blond's hungry and cruel gaze.

One, two, three. The times Malfoy pretends to be absolutely focused on his potion, and makes that little sound that lowers Harry's defenses and reduce him to a horny idiot.

One, two, three. The times Harry envisions himself making love to the Slytherin right there in front of everyone. One, two, three. The times Harry stops his mind's tracks, to scold himself for his lack of self-control

One, two, three. The times Malfoy smiles at him when he leaves the class.

One, two, three.