A week after his meeting with professor McGonagall, Draco did what he had dreaded. He ran right into Harry bloody Potter. Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Bloody fucking fuck! Why had Potter been in the Owlery? Fuck! I ha-hat- haate- oh just fuck it all! Draco had gone to the owlery to send a message to his mother explaining his new situation. That he would soon be going into his first heat and how things were going at school. You know every day stuff! And he was also going to send a letter to Debbie and tell her that he was fine. She knew of his ranking and she had written three letters that week asking if everything was alright. House elves had the ability to travel in and out of the school but Draco had made her swear that she was not going to come to Hogwarts just to see how he was doing. So, to make sure she was happy Draco often sent her letters to ensure her of his safety but the week had been so messed up that he had forgotten to send her any letters. Of course, she must have been worried sick. In his hand Draco held both letters and he knew that he had to deliver them soon, at least one of them. It felt good having Debbie to worry about him, it made his life a bit more joyful. Especially when she wrote letters to him explaining how things were going in the new house and she had taken a photo on the garden which she had sent him in the last letter. It had been amazingly perfect, with the stones and trees all over the place.
After running the entire way to his room he fell right on top of his bed. He almost felt like he would faint in any minute. His breath was heavy and his heart pounded like it would pop out of his chest. Almost half an hour Draco laid in his bed trying to breath properly again. But it just didn't go as he wished. His breathing changed to a more panting tone and his whole body got warmer by the minute. What is happening? Slowly Draco laid his hand over his heart and he felt the rhythm go even faster. Not even when he trained quidditch he was this bad at catching his breath again.
Urgh! Training. The training hadn't gone as good as he had hoped. Well no one on the team suspected him to be an omega but still they were starting to suspect something. Draco had become slower and weaker, his body was heavier than before and a bit clumsier. You would think that sitting on a broomstick would make it easier to move but no, he was slower when he was riding that too. "I wouldn't say anything if they threw me of the team." Draco mumbled as he thought that they would kick him off as soon as the word got out of him being an omega. The other houses were happy whenever an omega was willing to be on the team but not the Slytherins. No they didn't tolerate having an omega on their team. It was a stupid rule but still a rule. Potter would be so thrilled if any Gryffindor omega wanted to join his team, I can just see his face when he hears the news. Draco imagined Potter giving one of his breath-taking smiles. He felt his heart flutter but it soon died out, Harry Potter would most certainly never give one of those smiles to him. Sadness filled his heart and Draco just felt like he wanted to cry. What is the matter with me? Draco felt tears streaming down his cheeks and he tried to sit up to dry of his face. But as soon as he sat himself up he fell back down on his bed. His whole body was numb and the friction his pants were having on his leg made him feel shivers of pleasure. Oh dear Merlin, either I am starting to feel my very first heat or I am sick,,, extremely sick! Once more he tried to sit up only to fall back. All the power that was left in his arms were gone and replaced by a tingling feeling. Every little movement that caused friction was enough to send his senses elsewhere. It felt amazing! He only had to move his leg a centimetre to feel pleasure. Slowly but with much concentration he moved his hand down towards his pants. It was harder than he imagine to take them off. The more he tried the more he failed. It felt like his heart had moved its whereabouts to his beating member and his head was filled with nothing more than wanting a release. His hands moved from the zipper and a bit down, he hadn't got the strength to unzip his pants and pull them down. Even if he touched himself outside of his pants it just wasn't enough! I don't understand why I was warned, this feels awesome, if I just could get out of these damned pants! Draco tried once more to remove them only to find himself unable to do so and became completely out of breath. Sweat was running down his whole body and his head was becoming fuzzy. I need help getting these of me! With extremely much panting and suffering he were able to pull the zipper down and unbutton the pants. But to pull them down was impossible, he couldn't lift himself up how much he tried.
His body became weaker and heavier by the minute and he felt pain arise from his beating member. Even his heart was hurting at every heartbeat. His breathing became more heavy and it was hard to breath.
Draco looked around his room and noticed his wand lying on his desk. Professor McGonagall had told him to send an owl to her when he felt the heat but he knew that he wouldn't be able to go and open the window for an owl to fly inside even if he summoned one.
"I have to get,,, professor,,, Mc,,,,Gonagall!" Draco breathed out and mustered up enough strength to rise up from his bed. Sweat was dripping down as he took the first step towards his desk, he maybe would be able to send a message through with his wand to her. His body was burning from the pain of moving. The loss of air was making him dizzy and soon he found himself lying on the floor. He hadn't noticed that he had fallen but his cheek hurt a lot!
"Master! Master are you alright?" Draco turned towards the sound of voice. Debbie was lying on all four looking worried as tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Master didn't write to Debbie so Debbie came for master. Please forgive Debbie for not obeying master."
"Very,, good,,,, Debbie, I for,,give you!" Draco tried to breath between every word to make sure he got enough air so he wouldn't faint. "Get,, professor,,, McGona..gall,,,, please." Debbie nodded and lifted Draco up from the floor onto his bed and placed his blanket over him.
"Master, Debbie will be back soon with help." Her little hand was shaking as she looked into his eyes. Then she disappeared from the room. Draco felt every muscle in his body burn like he had worked out for days without any rest. Okay it really does hurt! I just hope that professor McGonagall have something that will help me with easing the pain. Draco really regretted having his tie on him today. Why had he worn it on a weekend? Slowly he tried to pull it off. In the struggle to pull the tie a bit loose he accidently pulled off two buttons from his shirt. Where are you Debbie? Draco felt a wave of emotions clash right onto him and his chest tightened.
To Draco's extreme relief professor McGonagall, madam Pomfrey and Debbie appeared in his bedroom a minute later. He was a bit surprised to see madam Pomfrey with them but was happy that she was there. Maybe she could give him something that would ease the pain.
"Mr Malfoy, Debbie here told us that you have just started your heat." Madam Pomfrey stepped up to him and looked concern. She looked at him for a moment and then turned to McGonagall. "I believe you should seal of his room at once Minerva." Professor McGonagall nodded and started chanting different spells to keep the scent inside of the room and to seal it so that no one without a password would get in or out. "Mr Malfoy I have brought some potions for you to drink, I will not pretend that they will help you completely but they will ease the heat a bit." Madam Pomfrey started to pull up several of bottles from her pocket and laid them down on Draco's bedtable. "Drink these every six hour and these, "she pointed at some red smaller bottles, "you should drink every five hour." Draco nodded and got help from Debbie to drink up the green and red potions. Professor McGonagall walked over to Draco's bed as she said the last spell.
"Do,, you,, have,, something for the,, pain?" Draco asked.
"It won't help to give you anything for pain when you are in heat." Madam Pomfrey answered him.
"I have sealed of the room so no one will be able to come in or out." Professor McGonagall said and Draco looked confused and relived as he started to feel a bit of the heat ebb away thanks to the potions.
"Why out professor?" He didn't understand, in to the room of course but out? Surely the professor had some reason.
"Draco this is only the first hours, you will feel much worse soon and there is a chance that you will be craving to be near someone. Craving for physical contact. I can't risk any of the other student and certainly not you! When your mind is clouded to the fullest who knows what you will do. It could be so bad that you mate with someone you don't even like." Professor McGonagall smiled a bit of a reassuring smile. "It will be fine, I have already told some of the other professor about your situation and they will send up homework to you that you can do when you are feeling better." She paused and Draco started to feel embarrassed, him getting out of control? No way! He felt his head grow heavier and he fell right into his pillow. "Draco you will not be able to think about food for some time so you will have a glass of liquid food that you will have to drink and here." McGonagall put a glass with water on his nightstand. "This will refill whenever it is empty and it will keep the water cold at all times." Draco turned to look at the glass and then back at McGonagall.
"Thank you, all." Draco whispered and tried to give them a genuine smile.
"Hope you won't have to much pain Draco. We must be on our way, send me a message when you feel better or if you get worse." Draco nodded. "Plus one more thing, Debbie promise me and Draco that you will not enter this room again until his heat is over, it could be dangerous!" Debbie nodded and dried of a tear how fell from her eye. Draco saw how all of them disappeared. After he had swallowed the green potion he was starting to get sleepier than before. After just a minute he fell asleep.
In his dream there was a sexy and handsome green eyed person present. Draco felt his body being devour by Harry Potter. His big hands were everywhere, his tongue inside Draco's mouth made him feel like he was melting away. Draco grabbed his clothing and pulled Harry closer to him, he wanted nothing more than the other boy to have his way with him.
"Please Harry!" Draco captured his mate's lips and felt like he would come at any moment. As he felt Harry's hand traveling down towards his pants he moaned and pushed his hips hard against Harry.
"You are driving me crazy!" Harry ripped Draco's shirt into two pieces and started kissing the white skin. Draco felt teeth scraping on his collarbone and he wanted more. Harry let himself travel down and he stopped right over Draco's nipples. With his finger caressing one and his tongue slowly circling the other Draco felt himself almost go over the edge of pleasure. He came good and hard while screaming Harry´s name.
Sweaty and dirty Draco sat up in his bed. He was alone, no Harry Potter as far as he could see. With a quick look down he noticed his pants where off, as well as his socks and necktie. On him was the white shirt that lacked two buttons and his underwear. He looked into the mirror that was on the other side of the room, it was at such a place where you could see yourself in the mirror from the bed. His pale skin was a bit flustered and his hair was standing in every direction. One thing that the sight of himself reminded him of was the porno mag, that Theo once brought to school. The only thing that was sad was that he reminded him of the girl on the cover, that had said, "Schoolgirls gone wild." Draco turned to his nightstand and drank from the glass of water. As he put it down he saw how it refilled again. He was SO warm! The water helped cooling him of a bit but not nearly as much as he needed it to. The sticky feeling of semen and sweat was disgusting and with fast movements as he still had energy left he pulled of the shirt and his underwear. Now he was lying there in the bed naked and still so very hot.
Draco felt himself grew harder as he remembered the dream. Fuck he wanted Harry to just,,, No what am I thinking? I do not want Harry to come and fuck me raw! Wait where the hell came Harry from? I don't call him Harry and I will never call him Harry! Potter and always Potter.
Draco looked at the clock and it was two hours before he could take the red potion. On his desk where books and papers that most certainly was his homework.
"This sucks!" Draco muttered as he laid back on his bed completely naked and to his surprise hard as a rock. What the fuck is this? I just came! But even so Draco was hard again and so extremely horny. Fuck I must take care of this! Slowly Draco gripped around his cock and moved his hand up and down. It felt really good, but it was not enough. Why wasn't it enough? He rubbed even faster and harder but he just couldn't ejaculate. He felt wet with pre-come and he rubbed and moaned. He came closer but as he came to the point where he should have come he just couldn't. It was as if his body said "Nope, try again some other day." He felt pain arise in his body as he was unable to come, the throbbing in his cock was too much. Fuck Potter would never have problems like this I presume! Just then and there Draco felt the pain go away and was replaced by extreme pleasure. Waves of pleasure hit him and Draco fell right back on his bed. Drool was coming from his mouth as he laid back feeling the pleasures of coming. As he thought that it was over the pain started again and the feeling of needing something grew bigger. Fuck! He needed something but what? To his surprise, Draco suddenly felt something wet running from his ass. Disgusted of himself he stood up on wobbly legs and saw a transparent liquid running down his legs. He had never experienced this before but he also never had an actual heat before either. Slowly he walked over to the mirror and turned to see his behind. It looked like the odd substance was in fact coming from his ass. What the heck is this?! Draco sat down on his bed after he felt his legs couldn't take it anymore. He pulled up his legs and sat himself so that he could almost see his butt from that angle. His cock had become hard at that time and it was difficult to handle the pain erupting from it as it begged for release. Carefully Draco moved his hand and felt on the relaxed opening of his ass. It was slippery and somehow it felt so good, massaging his opening. A little moan came out of his mouth as he kept moving his fingers. Then he accidently after putting too much force on his fingers, slipped in. As the finger came inside he felt himself come again. It felt so good! If anyone finds out about this I am screwed!
Hours after the first finger had slipped inside Draco found himself pressing another one in and soon after another. This was one thing he knew that he craved. But even if it felt good and he came after just a few minutes he knew that it wasn't enough. He wanted something much bigger inside and as his mind clouded over completely by pure pleasure and want he fantasised of Harry Potter pressing his cock inside of him and having his way with him.
"Ahhh Harry! Please Harry mooore!" Draco yelled as he pressed his fingers deeper into his ass. "Deeper Haaarry!" He was incapable of thinking of anything more than Harry and his painful erection.
On the third day of the heat Draco had been so extremely filled with pure want for someone to fuck him that he had clawed on the walls and the floor. The fingers just weren't enough anymore, they didn't reach as deep as he needed them to! Draco grabbed the door handle but the door was locked. He even tried some spells but they didn't work either. Professor McGonagall had really been serious about locking him in. Please let me out! "Open the bloody door!" He yelled but it stood firm. Draco walked back to the bed and raised his hip while putting his face to the matrass. He pushed his fingers in and he started to moan hard.
"Harry faster!" Draco screamed as the feeling filled him up, he had on the second day come to terms with himself moaning Harry's name. He clenched his fist that was placed in the bed and he screamed as he once again came. His arms and legs was so tired, they couldn't handle another session with hot panting, moaning and pleasures. The tempus charm sounded and Draco knew that it was time to take his medicine. It had been a long day with extreme pain and pleasure. But Draco knew that if he became erected again he would never be able to make himself come. That is why he felt a sting of relief when his eyes closed and he fell asleep.
The dream was like most other dreams, sweaty and sexy. The thing that was starting to bugging him was that in every dream Harry was in it and in every dream they never came farther than kissing and touching. WHY THE HELL WOULD THAT BUG ME?! Draco shot up from his bed, with sweat beads on his forehead and to his horror a rising erection.
"Why in the world would it bug me that Harry won't go all the way with me in my dreams. I mean I just love him,, it's not like I want to do stuff with him,,, Okay I don't even convince myself with that tone." Draco fell down and closed his eyes. Why must I love Potter? Draco felt a twitch and he looked down to see pre-come dripping. Why, just why? I don't think I will be able to make it.Draco was sure that if this behaviour continued he would die. Well he wasn't sure if someone could die by coming to much but he was certain that if his cock didn't stop that he would find out soon.
. Draco shot up from his bed and looked at the fireplace. Slowly with unsteady movements he walked over to it and was surprised to find a package lying there next to the fireplace. What in the world? Carefully Draco lifted the package and on it was a note
"Heard from McGonagall about your "situation" dearest so here is a present from me. I promise you it do wonders! I got myself one last year.
Kisses Pansy. PS. Blaise says he saw Potter asking for you at potions. Plus he didn't support my gift choice but I think you will love it, just be sure to tell me what you think of it when you are all better again!"
With a slight suspicion, Draco put the card on his desk and opened the gift. It felt odd standing in his room naked while opening a gift from his friends. But when he opened the gift he felt more odd,,,, and freaked out. Pansy had given him a dildo, a black dildo with emerald coloured dots. He had freaked out the first time she had shown him hers and felt nothing but disgust but well now it did seem a bit interesting.
Reminder to self, hit Pansy in the head after I get out of here. Draco slowly took it out from its box and looked at it. What in the world was he supposed to do? He swallowed hard as he felt wave of want rush through him. From his ass came throbbing feelings and it was as if his body was telling him to try it. His erection was getting harder as he held the dildo in his hands. Well it was longer than his fingers and thicker. Maybe it would help a bit,,, Draco looked at it with hungry eyes and thought of the possibilities. What it Harry's dick is about this seize? Ohh dear Merlin I am so dirty! Draco felt disgusted with himself but also aroused. He wanted nothing more than to try it out. But would he dare?
After sitting for almost half an hour just looking on the thing in his hands and feeling his arousal only grew bigger he made a decision. Slowly he laid himself down in the bed, he felt nervous. Was this really okay? This wasn't something that was used by wizards or witches. But his curiosity won and he placed himself down on the bed and shoved in one of his fingers in his wet opening. He was able to easily put in two more fingers and as he felt that he had done enough preparations he pulled his fingers out and slowly he pressed the dildo into his opening. The feeling of stretching was enough to send him flying with pleasure. His mind clouded over and the pleasure and arousal took over his actions. With fast movements he pressed it inside him and deep, it hit the spot perfectly, the one he hadn't been able to reach with his fingers. Just as he touched it he screamed with pleasure.
His arm started working in its own and Draco felt the movement and friction as it went in and out.
"Ahh, mhmm, ahh, mo-more! Pl-please! Deeper!" Draco was panting and felt himself lose all control he had left. "More Harry, please, Harry!" Draco felt tears forming in his eyes as he knew that Harry would never do this to him. Never in his life would Harry mount his ex-nemesis and fuck him so hard that he would have a hard time sitting for weeks. No this was the closest Draco could come to his love. Pretending to be fucked by him. Draco's movements slowed down and he felt the pain from not being able to come. But he just didn't feel like it anymore.
"Please let this be over soon!" He begged as he drank some water.
The days went on and Draco lost count on how many times he had begged to be killed so the pain would stop. The wonders of coming was short lived and pain just didn't go away. Many times he had yelled for someone to come and help him with it. He felt like he was going mad. The tickling sensation on his neck was enough to send pain down his spine. It was as if his neck needed something, well he most certainly knew what it was but he just wouldn't believe it. He wanted to bond, the missing sensation on his neck was teeth. Someone to bite him as hard as they possibly could, if it started to bleed it would only make it a lot better. Some time during one of his many extreme pleasures he had ripped at the flesh with his nails and pulled. It didn't nearly felt like teeth but it still had helped in making the pain a bit less extreme.
"Please! If there is anyone listening kill me now!" Draco pleaded as he once again were lying on the floor, he hadn't felt his legs for a while now and was certain he would be in a wheelchair by the end of the week. Every muscle was so tense that only getting the potions was a heavy workout. I can't go on like this… Is this one of my many punishments for being who I am? Draco felt pain erupting from his stomach, he had forgotten to eat. Draco looked up at the nightstand and saw the glass that held his food. Even if it wasn't far from him it felt like it now when every muscle hurt. If he was honest it was as if the glass was a mile from him. Draco felt him grow even hungrier as he stared at the glass. With every will power he got he pulled himself of the floor and succeeded to grab the glass only to spill almost all of it right on top of him. It smelt like apple pie and vanilla ice cream. Draco looked down on himself and saw the mess, the food was smeared on him and dripping down from his torso. Slowly he put a finger on his stomach and gathered some of the content on it. He liked it off. This taste so good! To bad I spilled it all over myself. Oh dear Merlin what if Potter saw me now, he would most certainly look at me and laugh. Then maybe he would offer to help me dry myself off. That would mean instead of getting a towel he would start to lick it of me. Oh he would start at the neck and travel down. Maybe paus a bit at my nipples and look at me with a searching look that would ask me if it would be okay and I would nod and,, oh no. I hate myself, so much!
Draco looked down and saw that one thing he didn't want to see. Yes I do hate myself so very, very much!
After what seemed like forever Draco finally felt his heat ebb away. It started slowly but then it grew faster and soon he only felt sluggish and extremely exhausted. He knew that he had to send for McGonagall but as he looked around the room all he could see was a huge mess and well things you didn't want the headmistress to see. After he gathered some clothes he went to the bathroom his room had and took a well needed shower. Draco loved to be clean and for almost a week he hadn't been able to take a simple shower so this felt like heaven. As his legs was almost dead he sat himself down on the floor of the shower. He let the water slowly fall on his body as he washed of all that remained from his heat. His hair fell over his eyes and he felt how all trouble seemed to wash away. The steaming shower reminded him of one more thing. The steaming heat of rage he would have to endure if he didn't finish the homework before he came back to class.
After a long shower, Draco walked into the room only to be hit by an extremely disgusting smell. Trying hard not to vomit he looked around and after he saw his wand he used some spells he had learned from a housekeeper his parents had working in the manor while he was young. It did the trick and soon the whole room was tidy and nice and there was a hint of vanilla in the air. After looking around to see if he had forgotten something he then called for the headmistress. She came after only five minutes, well she and Debbie. Debbie was so relieved that she cried over seeing her master standing and appearing fine.
"Master!" Debbie said and hurried right onto him with open arms but as she came near she stopped and was really careful when she hugged him. Draco returned he hug and smiled to his little servant.
"I am fine Debbie you didn't have to worry." Draco said and was just happy that his collar on his shirt hid the scratch marks on his neck he had made.
"But Debbie always worry for master." She gave him a hug again and then stepped away to make room for professor McGonagall.
"So dearest Draco, how are you feeling?" she looked concern as she studied his face.
"I am good professor, well I have been better but I will live." Draco smiled and he felt lighter. "The only thing is that I still feel weak but hopefully it will be alright soon." Draco felt the pain from all his muscles. Rest was what he needed.
"Draco I am proud of you to make it through the entire week without calling me for help." Oh would she really think I would call her for help when I was lying on the bed panting with semen on me and a hard on,,, no. Even if we are close, we are not THAT close.
"Well professor I just thought that I had to make it by without troubling you." Draco sat down on his chair. "But I am super sore in my muscles you don't think madam Pomfrey would have something to make it better?" Draco hoped the answer would be yes and to his happy surprise it was.
"Yes, I know she has something that would make the pain go away quicker." Professor McGonagall smiled a reassuring smile. "Just promise me that you will tell me or some other teacher if there is something on your mind."
"If there is something I want to share I promise to come straight to you professor!" Draco said and turned his head towards the pile of homework. "When did you say these had to be handed in?"
Professor McGonagall looked at the pile and then at Draco. "Well you have to be finished with then on Monday so one day and twelve hours, so if I were you Draco I would start at once." After that said both she and Debbie disappeared from the room and Draco sighed.
I guess I won't get any sleep tonight.