Authors Note: I own nothing but my own thoughts.

These Games We Play

Chapter One: The Deal

It was no secret in the Slytherin common room that Draco was bi-sexual with a heavy male tendency.

It was also no secret that Draco had an infatuation. An obsession. A hankering. A liking. A loving? For the one person he could not have. Harry Potter. None of the Slytherins were too bothered by this, they were all too used to Draco's promiscuous nature, he often as a game to play with himself set out to obtain the most unobtainable person, fuck them and then leave. But Draco seemed genuinely frustrated that he could not have Harry Potter.

However, the phrase "can't have" did not exist in Draco Malfoy's vocabulary. When he wanted something a snap of his fingers and it would fall into his well-pampered lap. So it did not come as a shock to the Slytherins that Draco was now growing very antsy because of his seemed inability to obtain Harry Potter. And they all knew that this would inevitably lead to one thing. A plan.

Draco's plans mostly consisted of ludicrous schemes and plots that did usually end him with what he wanted. Although a fair amount of toes were stepped on, on the way to achieving his desires, Draco cared little of that so long as he got what he wanted. As of now he was sitting in the Slytherin common room in a plush black armchair trying to think of ways to lure Potter to him, finally it hit him. Blaise.

Blaise Zabini was Draco's best friend and the best looking person in Slytherin house next to Draco. With his tall stature, tan skin, deep violet eyes, kind face, and gorgeous chocolate brown hair, anyone in school would fall to their feet at the site of Blaise. He was almost as good looking as the two boys that held the attention of every girl in Hogwarts. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.

Despite the fact that Blaise had qualities of a typical Slytherin, Blaise held no bias towards the other houses and was generally cordial and polite. Most importantly, Potter didn't hate him. Blaise could befriend anyone because of his charming and kind ways, even Potter couldn't resist wanting to be friends with him. Draco knew that if Blaise could capture Harry's attention long enough to make Draco look good, Potter would be his. Now all he needed was Blaise.

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"BLAISE!" Draco shouted at the top of his lungs as he entered the Slytherin common room. "Blaise where the fuck are you I need a word." He took the steps up two at a time into the sixth year boy's dormitory, and barged in searching for his elusive best friend.

Draco barged in to Blaise snoring lightly on his bed, determined to wake him up Draco pounced on Blaise's hips straddling him pointing his wand to Blaise's face and shouted "Aguamenti!" Blaise started throwing Draco off of him, spluttering trying to clear the water out of his mouth and nose.

"Malfoy!!" Blaise screamed spotting Draco grinning sheepishly at him from the floor, "What the fuck is your problem I was sleeping!"

Draco snickered, "doesn't look like you're sleeping anymore, besides I needed you!" "What else was I supposed to do?"

"How about wait for me to wake up princess?" "Sorry I'm not here waiting for you, I do have my own life," Blaise said rolling his eyes, as much as he loved his best friend he really was a spoiled brat most of the time.

"Anyways Blaise, I digress" Draco said continuing, "do you remember the 'Potter Problem" I told you about last week?"

Blaise laughed, Draco and his scheming "I don't seem to recall any problem Draco, Oh do you mean where you confessed to me that you were obsessed with him, wanted him to fuck you, oh and that you are in love him?"

"Shut up you prick" Draco scowled at him, "shut the fuck up, and don't talk so loud! You know exactly what I meant, you shithead that's exactly what I'm talking about, now about the fact that I lov-, lik- you know about Potter, now I need your help, getting Potter isn't going to be as easy as I thought it would be."

"Aw Drakey, why's that because you can't open your mouth without your tongue hanging out of it whenever he's around?" "Blaise you know that's entirely besides the point, anyways I want you to get in with Potter, become mates and all that sentimental shit, talk good shit about me and make him like me, i.e. make him want me so my works easier, alright?"

"And why exactly King Malfoy, should I do this for you? It's not my job to go baby-sit Gryffindors especially Potter, give me one good reason that I shouldn't say no and walk away?" Blaise said dangerously, whispering low into Draco's ear.

Draco not to be upstaged by Blaise leaned in closer to Blaise, biting and sucking the outer shell of his ear. "Because, Blaise if you do this one tiny thing for me I'll give you one big thing that you've been begging me for ever since we were fourth years."

Blaise swallowed, "you don't mean?"

"That's right honey," Draco snarled the last word dripping with animosity. "I'll fuck you so hard into the mattress you won't be able to breath when I'm done with you" he then proceeded to lick his way down Blaise's shirt line, "keep going Malfoy" Blaise said now breathing heavily.

Draco pushed Blaise back down onto the bed and left one more bite on his chest before sitting up pinning Blaise down. "As if shithead, you get what you want when I get what I want, so do we have a deal?" He said holding his hand out to Blaise. Glaring at Draco, Blaise grasped his hand tightly in his,

"Deal"

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Blaise woke up to the sound of Draco crashing around the dorm searching for something to wear, as usual. At the noise of Blaise's stretching Draco turned to face him his expression of annoyance turning into a feral grin. "Oh good Blaise you're awake, now this morning I want you to walk up to Potter at breakfast and ask if you two can speak after classes,"

"Draco why the hell would I go talk to Potter" Blaise asked bewildered, oh right that stupid deal, what does Draco expect for me to be his stupid bitch?

"And don't try to avoid doing it either I'll be watching." Sensing Blaise's disgruntlement Draco leaned over and started rubbing his shoulders, "Aw baby it won't be so bad, and maybe you'll even get a reward for it later."

Blaise ground his teeth together, he couldn't help that fact that Draco was so irresistible could he? He was fighting a losing battle. "Fuck you, Malfoy" Draco laughed mercilessly,

"Now, now, Blaise that's only if you do really good job" Draco cackled once more before flouncing out of the room. Blaise sighed and climbed out of bed wondering what the hell he'd gotten himself into.

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Draco peered over his pumpkin juice across the Great Hall to watch Harry sitting at the Gryffindor table. He looks so good in morning all bleary eyed and tousle haired, Blaise better come through for me on this, speaking of which, Draco looked down at the seat where Blaise usually sat between Pansy Parkinson and Theodore Nott-empty. Where the hell could he be? He can't ruin this for me I've worked way too hard for Potter's attention for it to be ruined by Blaise. Draco started to the noise of the front doors banging open. Blaise strode in purposefully towards the Gryffindor table attracting the eyes of everyone in the Great Hall.

Whispers could be heard throughout the hall astonished by Blaise's sudden appearance. Even Draco had to admit that Blaise knew how to make an entrance. His long brown hair was billowing over his shoulders, framing his face irresistibly, and he was wearing a silk black shirt, with tight blue jeans. Fuck he looks good, Draco would be a fool to deny that Blaise was hot but he seemed to be going all out for simply befriending Harry. Something didn't seem quite right to Draco, in the end as long as Harry was his whatever means necessary to get it were irrelevant.

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When Blaise stepped into the hall twenty minutes late for breakfast he beamed at the feeling of everyone's eyes in the hall on him. His eyes raked throughout the sea of bodies before they landed on his target. Potter. Locking eyes with him, Blaise took quick strides over to the Gryffindor table before seating himself directly across from Harry. The reaction was instantaneous; the entire hall released an audible gasp.

Weasley stood up and bellowed directly into Blaise's face, "Zabini go back to your own table it's obvious that you're not wanted here." Blaise cocked one eyebrow at Ron and said without missing a beat "Now, now Weasel King I'm not here to do any harm I came here to speak to Pot-," Blaise caught himself, "Harry," He said with a smile forced onto his face.

He shoved over a couple of third year Gryffindors and took the seat directly across from Harry. "Hi Harry I don't know if we've ever formally met, I'm Blaise, Blaise Zabini, I wanted to know if it would be possible for us to meet together after classes today." He held out his hand towards Harry before continuing. "I know you probably don't trust me based on house biases and all that bull shit, but haven't we grown up a bit since first year? I think it's time to put all of that behind us, don't you? I would like to get to know you, honestly."

Harry was puzzled; the honesty in Blaise's face was evident, and his eyes bore into him making it impossible for him to think coherently. "Well, uhm—I look forward to it? I suppose I'll see you later?" Harry said his own voice questioning his actions.

Blaise beamed, excellent this was going better than he could expect. By now the entire hall had gone silent. In just a few minutes Harry and Blaise had managed to capture every person's attention.

"Well then I'll come find you after your last class, how does the entrance hall at 4:15 sound?"

"Right, great see you then." Harry finished weakly still lost for words, without another word Blaise stood up and walked briskly out of the hall. The second the doors slammed shut Ron and Hermione rounded on Harry.

Hermione spoke first, "Harry how could you!" She admonished him, "You know that associating with a Slytherin leads to nothing but trouble this isn't a good idea you know better than this, meeting up with him later is just asking for it!"

Harry hit his head against the tabletop, he loved his friends dearly but they just didn't know when to quit. "Hermione I'm a big boy" Harry said "I can go see whomever a want to see regardless of what house they're in"

"Whatever you do Harry were going with you I'm not going to let you get jumped by a bunch of snakes" Ron said speaking for the first time.

"Ron you're not going anywhere with me I am going to meet Blaise later today and regardless of what you two want it is my decision. Please respect that. He didn't try anything as far as I can see he doesn't mean any harm. And besides the fact he's right, we're too old for the house biases, it's immature. Hermione you at least should see that."

Hermione and Ron just looked to each other; both knowing that once Harry had made a decision it was impossible to sway him. It was clear that Harry was adamant, and maybe they were being too cautious over Harry. Both however knew that it would be necessary to keep an eye out for Harry, just in case.

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As soon as breakfast was over Draco hurried out into the hall knowing that Blaise couldn't be far away. Knowing his best friend he'd be searching for his reward. Draco shook his head 'what a filthy slut, he should know that as soon as this is over I'm going to toss him aside' Sure enough once he had reached the second floor corridor Draco spotted Blaise lurking near the entrance to the library. Without a word Draco dragged him inside towards an empty row of bookshelves. Feigning innocent Blaise looked around 'shocked' and said "Draco, what are we doing in here?"

"Shut up, have you really gotten that dense Zabini?" Draco growled as he shoved him against an empty row of bookshelves. After pinning him down Draco latched his mouth onto Blaise's biting down on his bottom lip unexpectedly causing Blaise to moan giving Draco the opportunity to slip his tongue into Blaise's mouth. Kissing him roughly Draco began to tear through the buttons on Blaise's button down, popping them off of the shirt sending them scattering across the floor of the library. 'What a shame he spent all the time getting ready' Draco said smirking. He bit his way down Blaise's torso. When he reached Blaise's nipple he blew hard and circled his tongue around it before biting down sharply causing the other boy to cry out in pain. "Don't be such a baby" Draco muttered pausing to lick Blaise's sensitive nipples.

He then began to unbutton Blaise's trousers pressing his palm roughly against the skin of Blaise's hard arousal, "ungh Malfoy keep going please," Blaise panted, Draco wouldn't fucking stop teasing him.

Draco smirked and gently pulled Blaise's cock out from his jeans stroking it experimentally. He began to quicken his pace twisting the head gently and moaning words into Blaise's ears. "I bet you like this don't you Blaise?" he asked the darker haired boy.

"So. Close. Dray" Blaise muttered, "going to, oh, shit Malfoy" Sensing Blaise's breathing sharpen Draco abruptly pulled back and tucked Blaise back into his pants.

"Can't have you getting your reward too early can we Zabini?" He laughed at Blaise who now was leaning back against the shelf looking dazed. "You might get bored with me," Draco smiled feigning innocence. "Let's see how far you can get with Potter before I go any further." With that, Draco walked out of the library leaving Blaise breathing heavily between the bookshelves.

"Fucking bastard"

I know your type
Boy, you're dangerous
Yeah, you're that guy
I'd be stupid to trust
But just one night couldn't be so wrong
You make me wanna lose control

Good Girls Go Bad—Cobra Starship