Date: Tue, 7 Jun 2005 13:04:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: niftyrocks@yahoo.com
Subject: A Fool For Love

The following includes gay sex, so don't read it if you shouldn't. It
involves characters from the Harry Potter universe, which is property of JK
Rowling. While I most certainly picture Draco as he is portrayed by Tom
Felton, this story is not meant to imply anything about him or any
celebrities involved in the Harry Potter movies. I don't know them, at all.

This takes place during Book 5. I stayed reasonably far away from the
actual events in the series, hoping this works as an aside. However if you
notice any contradictions, please let me know.

My email address is Niftyrocks@yahoo.com

All suggestions and (hopefully) praise are very welcome and encouraged. Its
the lifeblood of authors.


			      A Fool For Love


        Draco Malfoy was feeling very smug as he was excused from
Transfiguration to see Headmistress Umbridge. With Umbridge in charge, and
he in the lead of her Inquisitorial Squad, he was easily the most powerful
student in the school. He wasn't terribly fond of the errands she sent him
on, but keeping on her good graces obviously had big advantages.
        When he arrived outside her office, she already had the door open
and signaled for him to come in.
        "Draco, " she began with her trademark large smile, "I have a
package I'd like you to deliver to a man in Hogsmeade."
        "Immediately, Headmistress. You look pleased. This must be
something good." He replied, putting up an indulgent smile. Umbridge loved
bragging.
        "Indeed, Draco. I put a small bit of that swamp in this
container. The man I referred to is well versed in charms. He should be
able to remove this damn thing from my school."
        "That's great news! If I'm excused, I'd like to make sure this is
done quickly."
        "Yes Draco, please do." She said with a curt gesture for him to
leave.
        Draco quickly left the room and started heading for the Main
Hall. This really was great news. Those Weasleys' must have felt far too
big undermining Umbridge like that. They needed to be put in their place,
and the other teachers were no help.
        Past the large front doors, he made his way through the snow down
the trail to Hogsmeade. No one stopped him along the way. Everyone knew he
was practically Umbridge's assistant. Following the address on the package,
he arrived at a quaint home with a large bronze doorknocker that made the
sound of bells when he used it.
        As the door swung open, a rush of hot air flew at Draco and
revealed a much larger inside than the home would suggest, along with a
young man, slightly older than Draco. He had very dark hair, and ice blue
eyes. He was wearing muggle clothing, a t-shirt and shorts.
        "You the kid from Hogwarts?" He asked, with a slightly hoarse
voice.
        Kid? Draco felt annoyed; he wasn't a kid anymore, at 15. "I'm Draco
Malfoy. Headmistress Umbridge asked me to deliver this to a man at this
address."
        "Yeah, I'll take it."
        "No, she asked me to deliver it to a man." Draco replied with
relish.
        The young man stood silent for a moment, before bursting out in a
laugh. "That's cute. If you want to wait for my dad to get here and take it
personally, fine by me. Come inside."
        The young man turned and went back through the house, as Draco
followed, and sat at a chair in the kitchen. He felt very hot in his
sweater, robes, and thick coat. The home must be enchanted to stay warm in
the winter.
        "I was just making some breakfast, you want any?" The young man
asked, eying Draco. "You must be hot, why don't you take off your clothes?"
        Draco started taking off his coat before doing a slight double take
at what he said.
        The young man had a large grin, seeming to know that Draco had just
registered what exactly he said. "So, you want anything to eat?"
        Draco felt more annoyed. First he called him a kid, now he seemed
to be toying with him. With a scowl he replied "No." very gruffly.
        "Suit yourself." He said, and went about cooking, though the pans
seemed to do most of it by themselves.
        Once it was done, he served some onto a plate and sat at the table
next to Draco. "So," he said between bites, "I heard that Umbridge is a
really foul woman. You like being her little servant?"
        Draco was almost stunned; no one had ever spoken to him like this
before. "I am no one's servant. Who are you anyway? My father is Lucious
Malfoy. You might know him? He's a personal friend of the Minister."
        The young man chuckled. "I'm Cas. I knew I recognized that name,
Malfoy, he's in the papers pretty often."
        Draco put on his trademark smirk. "Yes, I don't imagine your father
is important enough to be mentioned in such things."
        Cas grinned. "Maybe I'll mention that to him. He might not be
important enough to fix Umbridge's swamp."
        The color drained from Draco's face for a moment, if he screwed up
this deal of Umbridge's he'd be in big trouble.
        Cas saw Draco's reaction and laughed again. "You're too cute. I'm
just kidding; my dad would probably do it even if I complained anyway."
Done eating, he stood and walked out of the room, his dishes put themselves
in the sink.
        Draco felt a little uncomfortable. That was the second time Cas had
used the word `cute.' As Cas left, Draco noticed his bare legs in those
shorts. They were well tanned, despite the time of year, and showed almost
no sign of hair.
        Minutes passed and he didn't return, Draco began wondering what was
going on, when he heard the front door open. Leaving the kitchen, he walked
back to the door to see an older man had come inside. Balding, with touches
of grey hair.
        "That boy keeps it far too hot in here." He was mumbling, taking
off his coat. It took him a moment to notice Draco standing there.
        "Who are you? Another of Cas'... Friends?" He asked unsurely.
        "I'm Draco Malfoy. Headmistress Umbridge asked me to deliver this
to you personally." He replied, holding out the package.
        "Ahh yes, of course. You could have just left it with Cas, you
didn't have to wait around here."
        "I thought it better to be sure. This is quite important." Draco
was trying hard not to look too pleased with himself.
        "Indeed." He said, taking the package. "Well thank you. Tell
Dolores I'll keep in touch."
        With a curt nod, Draco left and headed back for Hogwarts.

        As the days passed, he kept finding his thoughts going back to
Cas. He was so rude, but oddly Draco didn't feel any anger toward him
anymore. In fact, he wasn't sure what he felt. He remembered that visions
of his legs... the nice musculature as he walked away.
        About a week later, as he was idly daydreaming again about Cas,
Umbridge dismissed her Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As everyone
filed out, she spoke "Oh, Draco, stay here a moment please."
        "Yes, Headmistress?" He asked.
        "Adusto has just sent word that he has devised a potion which may
remove the swamp. I'd like you to go down to the village again and fetch
it."
        "Right away, Headmistress." Draco smiled and headed first for the
Slytherin Common Room to get his heavy coat. However, searching his room,
and the Common Room, it was nowhere to be found. Draco realized he must
have forgotten it at Cas'. How'd he just remember now? It'd been a week.
        So, with just a sweater and his robes, he left Hogwarts and
followed the path again. It was heading on nighttime. Without even the sun
around, it was freezing. By the time he arrived, he was shaking. Eager to
get inside, he banged the door knocker rather loudly; sounds of bells rang
out.
        No one answered for several minutes. Draco was getting colder by
the moment, and banged on the door again, even more loudly, making it sound
like church bells were going off inside the house.
        Finally the door swung open, again bathing Draco in warm air. It
was Cas, he was wearing an inside out shirt and jeans which weren't
properly fastened. His short hair was askew, and he had a slight shine to
himself from a light layer of sweat. "What?" He asked roughly.
        Draco was kind of surprised by his appearance, and at first didn't
speak.
        Noticing it was him, Cas suddenly sprouted a grin. "I was just
thinking about you. Whatcha need?" he said, leaning on the door frame.
        "Headmistress Umbridge asked me to get a potion your father made,
for the swamp." Draco recovered.
        "Potion?" Cas asked.
        Draco wasn't sure if he was playing coy or what, and became annoyed
again "Yes. Would you just get your father? I don't have time to wait
around in this cold."
        "Yeah, it does look cold out there." Cas said, looking beyond Draco
at the mounds of snow. "You should really have worn a coat."
        Draco practically shot steam out of his ears. Cas was toying with
him. Again.
        Cas laughed. "I love it when you make that face. Come inside, dad
isn't here, but he must have left this potion around somewhere."
        Draco followed Cas inside. The warmth felt great, but he was still
fuming. "He's not here? Did he tell you where it was?"
        "Probably. He's always making this and that for people. How am I
supposed to remember it all?" Cas grinned.
        Draco looked around, hoping that perhaps there'd be an obvious
package nearby, but he didn't see anything. Cas just stood there, eying
Draco as he did so. Draco didn't like this at all. Those icy blue eyes were
very piercing, and he didn't like Cas' expression either; it was
very... `naughty' is the only word that came to mind.
        "Well are you going to look for it or what?" Draco barked.
        "Look for what?"
        "The package!"
        "You want me to help find your package? I hope it isn't so small
you actually have trouble finding it." Cas chuckled.
        Draco was in a fury. "How should I know how big it is? Will you
just help me find it?"
        "Sure thing." Cas replied, walked over to Draco, and gave his
crotch a quick grab. "There you go."
        For one small, almost immeasurable instant, Draco felt a surge go
through his body as Cas made contact with his most intimate parts. As Cas
removed his hand, Draco recoiled; Cas laughed. "Why did you do that?" he
exclaimed.
        "You asked me to find your package." Cas replied coolly.
        "What does that have to do with this?"
        "You don't know much muggle slang, do you?"
        "I should hope not!" Draco was indignant.
        "Well, `package' is a muggle term for dick." He said,
matter-of-factly.
        Draco stood wide eyed, his mouth slightly open, just looking at
Cas. What was with this guy? What was that feeling he had when the touch
was made? Cas stood there, grinning as usual. He didn't know why, but at
this moment Draco noticed how good he looked. The sweat had Cas' clothes
clinging slightly, showing some nice definition, and with his jeans not
fastened, Draco could make out the top of what looked like... he
blinked... pubic hair? Cas didn't have anything else on. Draco felt himself
getting stiff. What was going on here?
        "You still look cold. Would you like some hot cocoa? There's some
still in the kitchen." Cas asked, suddenly seeming serious.
        At first Draco didn't respond, there were some odd thoughts going
through his head, but the chill from outside hadn't quite left him, he
definitely wanted something warm to drink. "Yeah."
        Cas looked pleased, and lead him to the kitchen. When they arrived,
Draco saw two mugs already on the table, with steam lifting into the air
above them. They both sat down, and took one, sipping in silence. Draco
wanted to still be angry, but this sudden nice gesture had cooled him
down. However, he did feel a little puzzled.
        "How'd you know I would want some?" He asked.
        "What do you mean?"
        "The cocoa. There were two mugs here ready for us."
        "Oh. Well, can you keep a secret?" Cas used a conspiratorial
whisper.
        "Ok." Draco replied, wondering where this is going.
        Cas leaned in really close. Draco could smell him at this range. He
had a pleasant musk, from the sweat. Again Draco's nether region responded
by feeling a bit stiff.
        "I have magic powers." Cas said with grave seriousness.
        Draco, already confused by his reaction to Cas' touch and now
scent, was caught off guard. He laughed.
        Cas smiled widely. Draco noticed how perfect and white his teeth
were.
        They sat sipping for another few min, until Draco's mug was empty.
        "So, you liked the cocoa?" Cas inquired.
        "Yeah."
        "It has some of my very own special ingredients."
        Draco didn't like the way he had said that. Sounded like he had a
trick up his sleeve.
        "Anyway, I'll get your package." Cas said
        Draco instinctively put his hands over his crotch.
        Cas laughed. "No, the potion my dad made. You must be late getting
back to Hogwarts by now." He disappeared to another room for a moment, and
then came back with a small vial.
        "My dad told me to tell you to tell Umbridge that he only had the
supplies to make a small amount. He's not sure if it'll work, since the
piece he had to try it on surely weakened when it was taken from the
whole. If it does, he'll make enough to clear the whole thing." He said,
handing the vial to Draco.
        "Thanks." Draco said before he could catch himself. He practically
never thanked anyone.
        Cas lead him to the door. "G'night. I hope it works."
        With that, the door closed, and Malfoy was again out in the
cold. He marched back up to the castle on autopilot. All he could think
about was Cas. The way he spoke, the way he looked with that tan. His firm
legs and tight stomach. And that scent... it was so... masculine. Even now,
outside his presence, he still felt almost intoxicated by it.  Of course,
his eyes were what really stood out. Icy blue, piercing.
        Draco got all the way back to the castle, dropped the vial off with
Umbridge, back to the common room, and towards bed before realizing he'd
forgotten his coat again. However, he didn't feel angry. The only thing
that kept running through his mind was that meant he'd get to see Cas
again.
        That night even Draco's dreams centered on Cas. He dreamed about
being with Cas, they'd joke around and wrestle, like close friends. But
then, they'd do other things. Sexual things. When he woke, he found it had
been a wet dream. He felt completely confused. He had never had feelings
like this about anyone, certainly not a boy. He'd had a couple of
girlfriends before, and they'd fooled around. It had felt good certainly,
but he just knew that being with Cas would be amazing. Draco wondered what
Cas would taste like. Is he a good kisser? What did he look like naked? For
that matter, would Cas like him? Was Cas attracted to him? He certainly
seemed to be... or at least flamboyant.
        These thoughts rang through his head for days. Draco felt slightly
ashamed. He knew his father wouldn't like the idea of him being with this
boy. He obviously wasn't very wealthy, and what if he was a mudblood? And
of course, he was a boy. Though mostly accepted in wizarding culture, he
knew how his father would react. He doesn't like anything different than
himself.
        Sometimes Draco wondered what caused this whole thing in the first
place. He was never attracted to a boy before. To be fair, he never felt
that much toward girls either, but this wasn't just some passing
attraction. He had thoughts about Cas that were very dirty. He wanted to
feel him, and taste him.
        Finally, the words he longed to hear for the last few days came at
last. Umbridge asked him to stay after Defense Against the Dark Arts again.
        "Yes Headmistress?" He asked, genuinely eager.
        "Adusto's potion, while not showing significant changes, did seem
to at least lessen the stench coming from the swamp. He's made a larger
batch for us to use. Please go get it."
        Malfoy left in such a hurry he had a feeling Umbridge would think
him rude, but he didn't care whatsoever. It was time to see Cas! He
practically dashed out of the castle, down the trail and was knocking on
the door in no time.
        No waiting this time, the door swung open almost immediately, the
usual warmth gushing out. Much to Draco's disappointment, the old man
answered.
        "Ahh, good, Draco. You got here awful fast. I've made more of the
potion; it's in the cauldron in the back." He gestured toward a room
opposite the kitchen. "It has to stew for another 10 minutes. I've been
working on it all day; if you'll excuse me I need a drink. Just take it up
to the castle when it's ready."
        Draco was a little surprised at how quickly he dashed out, but at
least he didn't have to make small chat for 10 minutes. He always hated
that, and it was a common need with his dad's diplomatic responsibilities.
        Draco, hoping to find Cas, idly walked to where the potion was. It
was a dingy room, full of different ingredients on rickety wooden
shelves. It seemed to have sustained several explosions, from the charring
on the stone walls. In the middle was a large cauldron, far larger than he
could move himself, bubbling almost violently.
        "I thought he'd never leave."
        Draco spun around to see Cas standing at the room entrances,
leaning on the door frame like he did the last time they met. Draco
instantly tensed up. Cas looked gorgeous. He had on a sleeveless shirt,
that was definitely a little too tight, and boxer shorts. Draco was
dumbstruck. Here he was, standing before him, with barely any cloth between
their bodies.
        Cas smiled, showing those perfect teeth again. "Good to see you
too."
        Draco sputtered "H... Hi."
        "So that potion worked, eh?"
        "Yeah."
        Now that Draco actually had him near again, he didn't know what to
do. Sure he wanted to see him, and sure he wanted to absolutely tackle him
down, but he doubted that'd work. Should he ask Cas if he likes him? Is
that too forward? Would Cas freak out? Laugh at him? Is Cas even single?
Too many questions were suddenly running through Draco's mind.
        "That's gonna be hard to carry all the way up to the castle." Cas
stated matter-of-factly.
        Again, a nervous wreck, all Draco could mutter was "Yeah."
        "How big is your wand?" Cas asked.
        Draco did a double take. "Huh?"
        "Your wand, you have one don't you?" Cal had that grin coming back.
        "Yeah."
        "Well, let me see it."
        Draco fumbled in his robe pocket and handed his wand to Cas, who
lightly touched Draco's hand as it was passed. Draco felt a shiver go
through his body, and his pants tightened awfully fast.
        Cas examined it for a few moments. "This is a nice wand, you must
shine it often."
        "Uh, I try to, it was expensive." A full sentence! Draco was
getting better.
        "Well, I bet you could just bewitch the cauldron to get it back to
the castle."
        "Yeah, that's a good idea." Draco honestly hadn't thought of that,
he was just too distracted. His eyes kept drifting to Cas' midsection. He
dared not look for too long, but every glance was perfecting his mental
picture. As he got the details, he could swear he could see the outline of
Cas' dick near the left side. His own was now fully erect, he was thankful
the thick winter clothing would surely hide it.
        Both boys were distracted as the cauldron nearby suddenly emitted a
large poof of smoke, and changed color 3 times.
        "That means it's ready to go." Cas explained.
        Draco felt disappointed; he didn't want to take his eyes away from
Cas, but what choice was there? He just didn't have the nerve to try
anything. Plus Umbridge was surely waiting on him; he couldn't take longer
than he had to.
        "Can I have my wand?" Draco asked.
        Cas was flipping it through his fingers, pretending he hadn't heard
Draco's request.
        "Cas?" Draco asked somewhat timidly. It felt good to say his name
out loud. For a moment Draco felt that shame again, he was drooling over
this guy, it was pathetic.
        Cas looked up in mock surprise. "Yes dear?"
        Draco's heart fluttered at Cas' words, but considering how much
he'd toyed with him before, he tried not to get his hopes up. "Will you
give me my wand, so I can get this back to the castle?"
        Draco reached out for it, but Cas wouldn't hand it to him. "Come
on, I'm probably already late."
        "Only if you do something for me." Cas replied.
        Draco sighed. He didn't like being played with, even if it was
Cas. "What do you want?"
        Cas put his head down, and looked off in another direction without
focusing on anything, as if he were thinking. "A kiss."
        "What?" Draco must have misheard.
        Cas lifted his head and stared directly into Draco's eyes. "I'll
give it to you, for a kiss."
        "What? You want to kiss me?" Draco's heart must have beat a million
times in the brief time it took him to reply
        "Oh yeah! You're in good shape. I love blondes, you have those
great steely grey eyes, and you look absolutely adorable when you you have
that incredulous look on your face." Cas explained, never leaving eye
contact.
        Draco was floored. Stunned. Shocked. Staring at those beautiful
blue eyes, he didn't know what to say. He had fantasized about this, but
now that it was happening he just felt horribly self conscious. How was his
breath? Would he do a bad job? Now Cas was coming closer, part of Draco
wanted to move back, but his muscles weren't working. Cas was right in
front of him. He wanted so badly to move, to back up, anything, but his
body just wouldn't cooperate. Cas leaned forward, they bumped noses for a
moment, then Cas gently pressed his lips against Draco's.
        Draco had felt a lot of extreme things in his life. Mostly anger
and hatred, but this was different and beyond anything he'd ever felt
before. He loved this feeling. It was welling up from somewhere deep in his
stomach, and seemed to just pour into his extremities. Nothing could
describe...
        Cas pulled back. Draco shook his head to clear it, that feeling was
gone. He missed it, he wanted it again. He wanted Cas again. What was that?
It felt like so long, but had to have been just a moment.
        "You're a good kisser. Great, soft lips. I'm glad I chose you." Cas
said coolly.
        "What, I..." Draco trailed off. He was feeling just utter lust
toward Cas. He didn't know how else to describe it.
        "And with you being Umbridge's errand boy, you can come see me all
the time." Cas continued.
        "What?" Draco asked, confused.
        "You are going to start coming here so we can have sex."
        "What?"
        Cas laughed. "I don't know how much plainer I can put it. The kiss
Sealed it, you're mine."
        "Sealed what?" Draco was starting to feel worried, this didn't
sound good.
        "Fine, I'll explain. I put a spell on you. A love spell, to be
exact. All I needed was something you own, your coat, you drank a special
potion, in the cocoa, and now the kiss made it official. I could already
see it in your expression after the kiss." Cas explained, with a
startlingly large smile.
        Draco felt livid. That explained everything. He had never had these
kinds of feelings before, not for anyone, certainly not a boy! After he
left his coat here, this all started. Since he drank the cocoa, it had just
gotten more extreme, and now finally with the kiss, the love had exploded
in him. That is what it was. No wonder this had been so sudden, so fast. It
was a spell! That bastard put him under a spell!
        "How dare you! When my father hears about this, you'll go right to
Azkaban!" Draco raged.
        Cas laughed. "This spell is completely untraceable. You could never
prove it. Besides, you're not going to tell anyone about this. I can just
see everyone's reaction. Smug Malfoy, smitten with some local boy. I bet
3/4th the school just thinks its hilarious."
        Draco had never felt more horrible in his entire life. Cas was
completely right. He couldn't tell anyone, he'd never get up the nerve. He
wanted to cry, but there was no way he'd do that in front of Cas.
        "I can see your face, I know you're not feeling exactly pleased,
"Cas continued, as Draco glared, "but its not so bad. You do love my body,
don't you? You'll get it all. And I'm not stingy; I have no intent to use
you as a pin cushion. I give great blowjobs."
        Draco had no idea what `blowjob' meant, he just wanted to leave; he
just wanted to get away from Cas. It was too much to think about, and he
felt tricked. Cas had been toying with him alright.
        "Just give me my wand." Draco spoke softly, its all he could get
out.
        Cas actually looked genuinely sad as he handed Draco's wand back,
seeing that Draco wasn't lightening up, but he didn't care. He should feel
sad, doing this to someone.
        With his wand back, Draco considered cursing him right then and
there, but how would he explain it? So, grudgingly he did a quick charm to
levitate the cauldron, and got out of there as fast as he could. He stopped
at Umbridge's office, leaving the cauldron, and just gave a quick knock
then rushed off to his bed. It was still a little early, but he didn't want
to see anyone else. He drifted off to sleep after a while.
        As he slept, his dreams of Cas continued. They were different now,
though. He'd try to resist Cas, but it just wouldn't work. The attraction
was just too great. And the sex was... amazing. Best he'd ever had was his
own hand, it was nothing like this. Upon waking, he felt much more calm, as
if his brain had been working on this throughout the night. Luckily it was
Saturday, and he had no classes. He decided his only chance was to go to
the library and try to find this spell's counterjinx. With his
Inquisitorial Squad status, he could even check the restricted section. He
poured through book after book, all the while trying to stop thinking about
Cas. Even then, his fantasies would drift to Cas. He knew this must be a
strong spell.
        Hours passed with no luck; no spell even came close to what Cas had
described. Could it be something Cas himself had made? Was he that good
with magic? Draco was reminded of the breakfast cooking itself, and the
dishes putting themselves away. The way the temperature always stayed warm
in Cas' house... and he'd never even seen Cas use a wand! Even Dumbledore
needed to use his wand. Finally, Draco decided there was just no way he
could break the spell himself.
        As the day went on, his desire for Cas kept getting stronger. He
felt as if he should go see Cas right away. The more he thought about it,
the more he figured it really wasn't that bad. He wouldn't prefer this
scenario, but Cas did say he wasn't `stingy.' Draco could only assume this
meant he was going to give him pleasure too. He was horny pretty often;
maybe the sex would be fun? In fact, wouldn't it have to be? That's part of
the spell. The simple kiss they shared was amazing in itself; doing more
must be even better, right?
        Resigned to his fate, Draco took a very thorough bath, put on fresh
clothes, and left the castle. If he was going to be stuck with this, he was
going to try to enjoy as much as he could. Coming up to the quaint home, he
used the doorknocker. After a moment, it swung open, again with that
wonderful warmth gushing around Draco. It was Cas. He was wearing shorts
and a t-shirt again, just like the first time they met. He looked very
pleased, but not in a condescending way; he appeared truly happy to see
Draco.
        "I was worried you wouldn't come back."
        "Well, I don't really have a choice, do I?"
        "I suppose not." Cas replied, but he didn't seem to believe
it. "Want to come in?"
        Draco entered without answering.
        "My dad isn't here, and won't be back for an hour." Cas explained.
        Draco felt kind of strange. He wanted this... he definitely wanted
this, but he'd never had sex before. Was he really about to lose his
virginity? This is it? This is the day?
        Cas saw the apprehension on his face. He opened his mouth to speak,
but hesitated before saying "Listen, Draco, I'm really sorry about how this
has worked out, I should probably tell you, this spell..." He trailed off.
        Draco wondered what he was going to say, but then a horrific idea
struck; Cas was going to tell him the spell was permanent! There was no
stopping it, not ever. "I know."
        "You already know? And you still came?" Cas seemed incredulous.
        "Yeah, well, I can't fight this desire either way."
        Cas looked taken aback. "Well, no reason to waste time, eh?"
        Draco nodded.
        Cas lead him through a hall and into a room with a bed, a trunk, a
desk, and a wizards' radio. Posters on the walls of various Quidditch
teams.
        Cas leaned in real close to Draco, and spoke in barely a
whisper. "I know you're nervous. Is this your first time?"
        Draco felt slightly ashamed to admit it, but it'd be pretty obvious
when they got it anyway, so he gently nodded.
        "We'll go slow. Trust me, Draco, you're going to enjoy yourself."
He smiled a warm, genuine smile.
        Despite himself, Draco felt happy. He wanted this badly; more
specifically he wanted Cas badly.
        Gently, Cas helped Draco out of his robes. It felt much better;
it's already warm in the house as is. Leaning in close again, Cas gave
Draco one quick peck, then another. He seemed to be really easing Draco
into this, and Draco felt grateful. In fact, Draco really liked the
kissing. He began pushing back, letting that happy feeling wash over
him. Cas became emboldened with Draco's newfound eagerness, and started
kissing him longer, slipping his tongue in to feel Draco's. Draco figured
this was coming, and accepted Cas' tongue with his own, letting them dance.
        After a few minutes of this, Draco could feel himself getting
hard. Cas seemed to notice too, cause he pulled back and grinned.
        "You're a great kisser."
        Draco smiled sheepishly. "Thanks."
        Cas leaned in, Draco closed his eyes expecting to meet lips again,
but was surprised to feel Cas kissing his neck. He moved around, kissing it
all over. As he did this, he slipped his hands up Draco's sweater, rubbing
them up and down his back. Draco let out a little moan.
        "Let's get this off." Cas said softly, and pulled Draco's sweater
off up over his head, exposing his chest and stomach. Draco was all smooth,
aside from a small fluff under his arms. He was thin, without being
skinny. Though he didn't actively exercise, Quidditch practice certainly
did his body well.
        Cas bent himself over and, with no warning, began sucking Draco's
left nipple. Draco had never even thought to touch his nipples, let alone
suck on them. It felt great, he moaned again, as Cas' hands again rubbed
his back, particularly the lower part. Once it was nicely erect and
glistening, Cas moved to the other nipple. He was tonguing it, sucking, and
even nibbling slightly.
        Moving down with a trail of kisses, Cas got to Draco's little innie
belly button. He licked around the edges, then tried to dig his tongue
inside, all the while moving his hands to Draco's nipples. Draco didn't
know he had so many erogenous zones. He didn't know if he should be doing
something back to Cas or what, but he didn't want to interrupt what was
happening to him. It felt so good... he was fully erect and felt like he
was leaking.
        "I see someone is enjoying himself." Cas looked up into Draco's
eyes, still wearing that big grin. Draco's erection was clearly pushing out
his pants. He kind of laughed, seeing how obvious his excitement was; he
pondered if his dick was actually bigger than normal from how hard it had
became.
        Standing upright, Cas quickly took his t-shirt off, exposing his
well defined and smooth chest. Draco was about to start doing to him what
Cas had done to him, but it seemed that wasn't Cas' intention – he leaned
in, meeting Draco's lips with his own again. As they tongue wrestled, he
gently guided Draco to lay on the bed with him, never losing contact. Cas
rolled Draco onto his back, so he was on top. Draco could feel the heat
coming from Cas as their exposed chests rubbed together, and the stiffness
of Cas' malehood pushing against his own.
        Pulling back and actually gasping slightly for air after their deep
kissing, Cas spoke, "Foreplay is fun, but I think its time for a little
more." Kissing quickly down Draco's neck, chest, and stomach again, he
finally reached the waist of Draco's pants.
        Undoing the buttons, he opened the flaps and exposed Draco's
briefs, which were barely managing to restrain Draco's dick. With one hand
he reached into the flaps, and laid his hand on Draco's cloth-covered
balls, gently rubbing. Then as he lowered his head over Draco's crotch,
Draco held his breath. He knew what was coming, but he couldn't see with
Cas' head in the way so he didn't know when.
        Cas's mouth closed around the tip of Draco's dick as well as he
could through the briefs, swirling his tongue around. Draco let out a huge
sigh as the feelings from his midsection flowed out to the rest of his
body. It was incredible.
        Lifting his head up and his hand out, Cas said. "Lift your butt a
little bit."
        Draco complied, and Cas was able to removed pants, shoes, and
socks. He was now in nothing but strained briefs, so moist from Cas' tongue
you could clearly see his dick through them.
        "You're beautiful, you know that?" Cas said, making eye contact
again with those icy blue pools of his.
        Draco, in fact, felt beautiful. No one had ever treated him so
nicely, and made him feel so good. He knew it was probably just the spell,
but what did it matter when it feels this amazing?
        Cas stood at the foot of the bed admiring the vision before him for
a moment, then laid down, positioning his head again at Draco's
midsection. Gently spreading his Draco's legs, he licked the little creases
above his thighs. Moving up, he did several long licks from the bottom of
Draco's balls, all the way up over his dick to the very tip. Draco's moans
were getting louder, and he was beginning to feel anxious to cum.
        Putting his fingers through the leg holes, Cas slipped Draco's
briefs down and off, leaving him completely naked. Draco's 5.5 inches of
dick stuck straight up, no curve at all. The head was flared and very
red. Cas looked once more into Draco's eyes, then with a final grin,
lowered his lips to Draco's balls, using his tongue to roll first one, then
the other, getting them nice and wet, and drawing coos from Draco.
        Briefly, he gave Draco's dick a few strokes with his hand,
gathering the precum and his own saliva, then reached underneath to gently
poke around Draco's nether region. Normally Draco would feel scared, but he
suddenly trusted Cas entirely. Forming his lips into an O, Cas slowly slid
his mouth down Draco's cock, all the way to the base then slowly back up
several times. Draco let out of some loud sighs. As he worked his
ministrations, he slowly but surely pushed his finger into Draco. With a
little effort, Draco was loosening up smoothly.
        With a few more up and down trips, Cas pulled up so just the head
was in his mouth, and swirled his tongue around the rim. He could taste
Draco's precum, it was coming much faster now. Cas knew Draco was getting
close to orgasm. Cas pulled off Draco and blew on his dick. It was so
moist, and the moving air made a chill that sent a shiver through Draco's
body.
        Deciding he'd waited long enough, Cas took Draco's throbbing dick
back into his mouth and did some very quick, aggressive bobs up and down,
meanwhile swirling his tongue whenever he was at the top. Draco was close
as it is, but this was just too much. His moans became constant, and he
seemed to whispering but it was too quiet for Cas to hear. Cas had gotten
his whole finger into Draco, and switched to two. Within a few minutes of
this onslaught, he exploded.
        Draco couldn't believe the feelings this was creating. It was
better than he ever imagined. As Cas was going up and down so fast,
licking, it was just too much. Draco didn't know what spot Cas was rubbing
inside him, but he didn't want Cas to stop, he couldn't let this feeling go
now. He kept whispering "Don't stop, don't stop." Cas did not
disappoint. He felt his cum ready to go, and sure enough as Cas pushed a
second finger into him, he erupted into Cas' mouth. Orgasm wracked his
body. It was by far the best he ever had. Three, four, five jets of cum
poured out. Cas would not stop, he kept sucking, he kept licking. Draco
felt so sensitive, he thought he'd just pass out, but his young body knew
what to do.
        Cas wanted this to be amazing for Draco. He swallowed as Draco
gushed into his mouth, but he didn't stop his ministrations. Draco was 15,
he knew Draco had more in him. Suddenly Draco cried out, it was a mixture
of pain and extreme pleasure as a second orgasm hit. It was much less, but
Cas could feel more cum ooze out. Cas remained still, gently nursing the
last bit of cum out. Finally Draco began softening up. With one last stroke
Cas lifted his head off, and gently pulled out his fingers out.
        Leaning back onto his knees, he beheld this vision of Draco. He
didn't want to forget it. He was glistening with sweat, and didn't seem to
want to move at all. His face had the look someone in a very good orgasmic
bliss. Voldemort could barge in at this point, and Draco probably wouldn't
even notice.
        Draco spoke dreamily, barely opening his eyes "That was wonderful."
He grinned up at Cas.
        "I told you I give great blowjobs."
        "Is that what that is?"
        "Yeah, I really should teach you more muggle slang. I think its
fun, since no one around here ever knows what you're talking about." Cas
smiled.
        Draco, also taking in Cas' beauty, let his gaze fall to Cas'
midsection. He was still wearing the boxer briefs, and his dick was still
very hard. "What about that?" he asked somewhat timidly.
        Cas looked down at himself. "Well, I wasn't going to ask you to do
anything just yet, I thought you might not feel up to it."
        Draco did feel a bit drained from that experience, but there was no
way he could leave without pleasuring Cas. He was so beautiful, and he made
him feel so special... it had to be done.
        "I... I can give you a blowjob, but I don't think it'd be as good
as you just did. I've never done anything like that before."
        "Well..." Cas trailed off.
        "What is it?"
        "There is something you could do that requires no skill on your
part." Cas seemed hesitant.
        Draco had an inkling what he was suggesting, but asked
anyway. "What would that be?"
        "Well, I could use your arse."
        Yeah, that is what Draco figured he meant. He felt scared, but he
wanted to please Cas. A part of him wanted to feel Cas inside him, make
love to Cas. "I'll do it."
        Cas didn't seem sure it was a good idea. "I loosened up pretty well
while I was blowing you, but this is your first time. It will hurt."
        Draco thought for a moment, but he knew he'd want to do this
sometime, so why not get it over with? "I want to do it."
        "Alright, but stop me if its too bad." Cas said, taking off his
boxer briefs. His dick was bigger than Draco's, maybe an inch longer and
slightly thicker. Draco was suddenly aware of how much bigger it was than a
finger.
        Cas, going to his dresser, got some kind of potion and opening the
vial, poured some in his hand and rubbed it on his hard dick. "This will
make it easier."
        Draco nodded.
        "Lift your heads, and hold them high." Cas instructed. Draco
thought it'd be hard, but he was apparently more nimble than he thought,
though he did feel very exposed.
        Cas layed down on top, and positioned himself. "Are you ready
Draco?"
        With a deep breath, Draco said "Yes."
        Cas placed his cock against Draco's entrance, and gently pushed
forward. His fingers did a good job earlier, and he was actually going in
better than he expected. Draco's face help mixed expressions. First it was
a grimace, but there were quick points when he seemed to react to something
good.
        "How does it feel?"
        "It kind of hurts, but it feels good to be so... full. Feels like a
perfect fit." He smiled encouragingly.
        Cas pressed on, and finally was all the way in. Draco felt very hot
around his dick, and oh so tight. He slowly pulled himself back out, but
more quickly than when first putting it in. Draco gasped.
        "You ok?"
        "Yes, try going faster." Draco cooed.
        Cas had been holding himself back in order not to hurt Draco, but
with those words, he let his lust take over. He began a steady pace, all
the way in and all the way out. Draco moaned as he went faster. Leaning
down, Cas sucked on nipples, chest, anything of Draco's that made contact
with his lips as his thrusting became more insistant, more desperate. Draco
moaned loudly, and often. He was hard and throbbing again. Cas was moving
as fast as he could. His young, lean body was very cooperative, pounding
Draco.
        The most amazing feeling was shivering through Draco. There was
pain, but the faster Cas went the more he stretched, and the more often his
hard cock rubbed against that sweet spot deep inside. With a little effort,
he edged his hand down to his member. Cas was so leaning down so
vigorously, using his tongue on Draco's chest, that it was hard for him to
get his hand between them. It was worth it though, Draco could already feel
another orgasm coming closer and closer as Cas rammed into him, sending
pleasure throughout his body. He stroked himself quickly. Cas was making
short gasps and moans. He was going so fast, he had to cum soon. Draco
wanted to cum with him. His hand was like a blur.
        Cas felt Draco snaking his hand between them to his hard dick,
which kept poking him in the chest. This turned him on incredibly to know
that Draco was going to orgasm again from this. He could feel Draco's hand
moving quickly, he would cum soon. Cas wanted to cum at the same time. He
began pushing even harder, pulling even faster. Finally with one last
thrust he buried himself to the hilt and erupted at least 6 full times deep
into Draco, just in time to hear Draco gasp and orgasm as well. Very little
cum came out, but that was expected.
        Neither of them moved for several minutes, just enjoying the
feeling. As Cas felt himself softening, he gently pulled out, and planted
big kiss on Draco, who kissed back eagerly.
        "So, happy you came? And came, and came." Cas laughed.
        "Oh yeah! That was the best experience of my life." Draco gasped.
        "I'm glad to hear that, " Cas replied, through breathes. That was
quite a work out. "I was worried that you were going to hate me, for what I
did."
        Draco thought for a moment. He really should hate Cas, but they had
such a perfect time together. He realized that if it wasn't for Cas, he
wouldn't have experienced this. Not ever, perhaps. "Cas, I did hate you at
first, but to be honest, if it wasn't for the whole spell thing, I'd have
never known how great you are, and what fun we can have."
        Cas grinned, then suddenly looked alarm. "How long has it been? My
dad will probably be home soon!"
        Draco tried to hop up quickly, but his legs were still a little
shaky and he fell the first time. Cas, reaching from the bed, helped him
up. "Careful."
        "I don't know how your dad is about this sorta thing, but I really
don't think I want others knowing." Draco said.
        "My dad is open minded, but if that's how you want it, I can accept
it." Cas said, though had a small frown.
        Draco wanted to comfort him, but he felt he should hurry. It was
definitely closing in on an hour. He felt sore in several places, but he
managed to get dressed. Still naked, Cas saw him to the door. With one last
kiss, Draco left and headed back for the castle.
        As he walked, he really couldn't believe how well this turned
out. Sure he didn't really like Cas, it was just magic, but who cares? In
fact, he actually preferred that this was magic's doing. Now he had a
perfect excuse for how much he enjoyed that, and how much he lusted for
Cas. He couldn't help it, so why feel guilty? Plus even if he got passed
the guilt, he'd never have had the nerve to go through with anything. He
was tempted to say that Cas did him a favor.
        Upon arriving in Hogwarts, and heading towards his Common Room, he
saw Umbridge looking livid.
        "Malfoy! Where have you been? Come quickly, I need your help." She
lead him toward the hall containing the swamp, where he noticed it was more
foul than ever.
        "That blasted potion didn't work! Now it's even worse. I should
have seen this coming. That damn man and his damn squib son! I don't want
anyone to know about this. If you see anyone trying to use this hall or
talking about it, send them to me immediately!" She exclaimed.
        Draco furrowed his brow. What did she say? "Headmistress?"
        "What?" She hissed.
        "Who is a squib?"
        "That son of Adusto's! I don't remember his name, starts with C. He
dropped your coat off to me last week, said you forgot it. You can pick it
up from my office on your way back to the Common Room."
        "My coat has been here for more than a week?"
        "Yes, Malfoy. Are you thick today?"
        "And Cas can't do magic at all?"
        "That is what a squib is last I checked, boy. Now, off with you."
She spat, gesturing for him to go.
        "But, I've seen him do magic! Their house is always warm, and the
pans worked on their own!"
        Umbridge turned to look directly at Draco, as if trying to fathom
if Draco was toying with her.
        "I don't know what has gotten into you Malfoy. If you must know,
Adusto has the house enchanted to do basic chores, like cooking and
cleaning, since naturally without magic he is practically helpless. Now,
off with you." She spoke slowly, and in her most dangerous voice.
        "But, but, but..." Draco stuttered, "That means... but... well damn
it!"

        The End.



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