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Draco was on a silver jet, flying to God knows where, to go stay with his relative Sirius. He didn't even know how he was related to this guy! All he knew was that his Dad wanted him to stay with him to see how the lesser percent live.

Not that Draco's family was worth a billion dollars but they were still rich, they owned one of the richest law firms in the world. Draco was set on track by his father to grow up to become just like him, a great lawyer and very rich. Draco didn't want to be a lawyer though, that was the problem, he really wanted to be a comic book author and illustrator.

But according to his father that was 'A poor person hobby, not suitable for a Malfoy'.

Draco didn't agree whatsoever, the guy who made X-men is successful as hell. But his father always threw out his drawings whenever he found them. And now his Dad was forcing him to live out in a small town to see what his life would evolve into if he continued to pursue illustrating.

Just then Draco's Dad's assistant came out from the cockpit of their private jet. "We're almost here Master Draco."

"How many times do I have to tell you, Donny? Just call me Draco. You don't need to be so formal when Dad isn't here." He told him with a small smile and then returned to staring out the window at the clouds.

Sooner or later Draco was told to put on his seat belt and they landed safely in an empty field. Draco unbuckled his belt and pulled his bags out from the overhead storage, but Donny insisted on carrying them out of the jet, much to Draco's annoyance.

Standing at the top of the steps of the jet, Draco took his purple, rimless sunglasses out of his pocket and slipped them onto his nose, making the sky turn purple as well as everything surrounding him. He continued walking down the steps, stopping at the last one to look around.

Although to him everything was purple, he saw a small barn with big, tall doors a field of cows, a chicken coop with a little ramp and a pig pen with a little tarp shelter. As well as a big, although not as big as Draco's house, farm house with lots of windows.

He kept on moving and stepped off the steps onto the short grassed, field. "Should I just go to the house?!" He called out to Donny.

"No, the owner specifically said he wanted to show you there himself!" Donny called back from the top of the stairs, going back and forth, getting Draco's many bags and suitcases.

Draco continued walking into the field and got distracted by a pale purple butterfly circling his head. At least, he thought it was purple, he couldn't really tell because of his glasses. As the butterfly slowly fluttered off to the left, Draco kept his eyes trailing it and didn't see the deep pile of mud his foot sunk into.

"Ugh!" He exclaimed in a squeamish tone and tried to pull his foot from the mud. When his foot emerged, his shoe was missing and the bottom of his white pleather pants, as well as his white socks, were smeared in sludgy brown mud. Draco grimaced and attempted to balance on one leg while looking around to find something to rest his foot on.

Realising there was nothing, he reluctantly placed his socked foot back on the cold, unpleasant grass with a small grimace. His head shot up upon hearing someone call his name. He saw a well toned man with a curled moustache and curly brown hair, bouncing as he ran, coming towards him with a cheerful grin resting on his face.

When the man finally reached Draco he stuck out his hand, still lightly panting from the run over to him. "Sirius Black." The man introduced himself.

"Draco Malfoy." The boy answered, hesitantly shaking his sweaty hand. "Remind me how you know my Mother." Draco spoke carefully.

The man somehow grinned wider and let out a single, quiet chuckle. "Cousin 'Cissy warned me you might be a bit reluctant. But I assure you, we're not all bad around here." He said with a cheery laugh.

"I'm sure you're not." Draco said with a believable fake smile and discreetly wiped the other mans sweat off his hand. "Your field did eat my trainer though." Draco said with a glance at his mismatched footwear.

"Oh." The man said and spotted a label sticking out of the nearby mud pile. Sirius bent down to pull the shoe out of the slop, with a disgusting slurping noise, and held it out for Draco to take.

Draco let out an awkward chuckle and took it with a disgusting look on his face which he was very bad at hiding behind a forced smile. The once white, now brown, shoe was slippery and moist. The most disgusting word for the most disgusting texture, it was quite fitting really.

Draco held the shoe by the tag, making the man in front of him let out a loud laugh. "Anyway, we can grab your bags, drop them off at the house and I'll take you on a little tour, unless you want to settle in first?" Sirius asked him.

"I don't really mind. I do think that if you're taking me on a tour of the farm I should put on some shoes." Draco answered.

"Settle in it is then." Sirius quipped with a grin. "I'll grab some of your bags." He said and jogged up the steps where all the bags sat with Donny waiting with them. Sirius grabbed two and tossed one to Draco, much to Draco's surprise, and grabbed another in each hand.

"You didn't need to throw it at me." Draco mumbled.

"Do you really need 15 bags?" Sirius asked teasingly.

"There should only be 13." Draco said seriously, making Sirius's smile widen even further.

After Donny, Sirius and Draco carried all the luggage to the front door of the farmhouse, Donny reminded Draco of his bi-weekly call with his mother and left in the jet along with the two pilots.

"I'll show you to your room to drop your bags off." Sirius said grabbing 2 bags in each hand. "Oh, and leave your dirty shoes outside the door, I'll clean 'em later." He said and pushed open the wooden door.

Draco hesitantly slid out of his remaining shoe and left them both outside the front door, on a little rack that was already waiting there. Grabbing a bag in each hand and followed Sirius inside.

The moment he stepped foot inside he could tell that the house had a warm, cosy atmosphere to it. The 'room' they were in now was very small and compact. On the wall across from the door was a wide archway leading to the rest of the house and an identical one was on the wall to the left. The walls were what appeared to be oak wood that was sanded smooth. Each wall had its 2 scenic paintings of rivers or Autumn trees.

On the wall to the right was a grand old bookcase, completely filled with old and new books, with a few pictures scattered around on it. The photos were mainly of a group of 4 teenagers and in each one they looked a little older. The last one which rested in the middle of the bookcase in-between the books was a picture of one of the friends, the one that had glasses, with writing on the glass reading 'R.I.P James Potter'.

In the other corner, in the join between the two walls that had the arches, rested a tall coat rack with 3 coats on it and under some paintings that were on the same wall as the door, was a wide 3-tiered shelf, also wooden, holding many knick knacks and a few photo albums by the look of it. On the ceiling hung a large light with a round, lantern lampshade over it. And the thing that tied it all together was the dark blue rug with red and yellow designs on it, as well as a red and yellow border on the edges too. The whole room screamed cosy farmhouse.

The sound of feet clumping down a staircase startled him and his head whipped up seeing Sirius standing in front of him, slightly out of breath. "That's about most of your bags." Sirius said with a smile. Draco was shocked, he didn't even notice Sirius going back and forth grabbing his stuff.

"Oh, Thank you very much. Sorry I didn't help I was too distracted by your decor." Draco said with a small chuckle. Sirius let out a loud chuckle and shook his head.

"It's okay, come on I'll show you upstairs." He said, grabbed the other bags out of Draco's hands and led him out the front archway and to a stair case with a warm coloured, fuzzy carpet draped over them and more photos on the wall. Draco didn't have time to look at the photos very well and was just led up to the landing with a wooden railing, matching the railing on the stairs and was led into the room in-between two other dark coloured doors as well one on the left wall.

Sirius pushed open the door with his elbow and placed the last two bags onto the bed with all the others. "Well, I'll leave you to unpack and as I feel it will take awhile I'll drop your dinner off in here. Then I suggest you get a good night's rest." Sirius said, still holding his supposedly permanent smile.

"Oh, but it's only 3 O'clock." Draco said. He didn't want to sound rude but Draco usually stayed up for hours, normally until about 1 in the morning.

"Oh. I don't think that'll be an issue considering you've got thirteen bags to unpack. Do whatever you want to the room, just don't get hurt or break anything." Sirius said. "Goodnight, I suppose. I'll drop you off dinner when it's ready." He said, walked out the room and closed the door with a smile.

Draco let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding in and his eyes scanned the room. It was bigger than the average single room, but not by too much. It was a double bed with only a sheet and a quilt on by the look of it, thank god Draco brought his own bedding. There was a large, wide cupboard to put his clothes in as well as a dresser at the end of the bed. There was a side table with a lamp on it with 2 drawers and the entire back wall was a sliding door leading out to a small balcony complete with 2 deck chairs. It was a lovely room, but not as good as Draco's back home.

Draco ignored that tid bit and opened the smallest bag to unpack. In this one there were only 2 pillows, his water bottle and his dress shoes. He plumped his pillows and switched them for the ones on the bed, he knew he had more in one of his bags. He looked around for a place to put the old pillows and eventually settled on leaving them outside his bedroom door. He turned back to his stuff, he put his white dress shoes at the bottom of his new cupboard and his water bottle he put on his nightstand, it was a light purple cow print flask, non spill and chilling. It was VERY expensive.

Going through 3 more bags he had all of his shoes at the bottom of the cupboard, 6 pairs, all pastels, his hair care supplies were in one of the drawers near his bed and his pillows were all out as well as the cushions for the end of the bed and some cushions for the outside chairs too. He checked the time on his clock he also unpacked that he had hung on the cupboard door. 4:30pm, he had taken an hour and a half to unpack 4 bags! Sirius was right, this would take a while.

He was on his third to last bag when he heard a knock at the door. Answering it he found Sirius holding a plate of Crumbed chicken and rice with sauteed vegetables as well as a cup of lemonade by the look of it with some ice in it. "I brought you dinner. I didn't know if you wanted Lemonade or not so I brought it just in case." He said with a smile. Quickly looking at the clock, he saw it was now 6:45 and he turned back to Sirius.

"Thank you, It looks delicious. And I do like lemonade." Draco answered with a smile and placed the plate and cup on the top of his dresser.

"Wow, I like what you did with the place. Very........ light." Sirius said, his smile never fading.

"Let me guess you were gonna say girly?" Draco assumed with a smile.

"It's just different to the other bedrooms here." Sirius said with a chuckle.

"I could actually use your help if it's no trouble." Draco asked awkwardly.

"Sure, what do you need?" Sirius asked cheerfully.

"Could you please lift the bed while I put down my rug?" Draco asked and held up a mint green faux fur rug.

"Sure." Sirius said and grabbed the end of the bed. "Say when."

Draco took a breath. "Now" He said and Sirius immediately lifted the bed up and Draco spread out the rug on the floor and Sirius then put the bed down again. "Thanks."

"All good. I'll leave you to it? Anything else you need first?" He asked

"Could you fill up my water bottle for me?" Draco asked and Sirius nodded.

"I'll put it in the fridge too. Enjoy your dinner." He said after Draco handed it to him and Sirius left and closed the door. Now that Draco had unpacked almost all of his bags. All of his clothes were in the dresser and/or the cupboard, his wall decor was all up and one of the draws of the side table was filled up. Now he just needed to change the bedding, get out his stuffed animals and put his stationary in the other draw of the side table.

He did so and now the room was just a mini version of the one at his house. By the time he had figured out how to put on bedding without help, eaten his dinner and sorted everything else out it was 10:00 so he sighed, changed into his sleepwear, sat on his new bed which was surprisingly comfortable and pulled his sketchbook and pencils out of the bedside drawer. He flipped to the next fresh page and began sketching.

Although Draco enjoyed writing, he much preferred drawing and so instead of writing in a journal or diary he drew things of the day. Today, he drew the jet, he drew his large pile of bags, he drew Sirius, a butterfly and the house. When Draco was happy with it he placed the sketchbook and pencil on his side table, slipped into the fresh covers and drifted off to sleep.

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Draco startled awake to the unfamiliar sound of a rooster crowing. "Ah!" He exclaimed and darted upright, looking around the unusually small room. Looking to his left he saw the big sliding door covered in mint green curtains but still glowing a colour that meant it was sunny behind them. Looking to his right he saw the clock on the cupboard door reading 6:17am.

Way too early for Draco to be waking up and so he lay back down, pulled the blankets up to cover his ears and was about to drift off to sleep when he was startled once again, this time by the pale yellow landline that was already on his side table when he got the room, ringing the stereotypical annoying sound.

Grabbing the phone with the long curly cord, he put it to his ear. "Hello?" He asked tiredly, any other day he would've picked it up and slammed it down immediately but he was a guest at this house and he figured it would be someone requested to talk to Sirius himself.
"Hey, Harry! I just wanted to remind you that I'll see you on Monday, I'm super excited to see you at school. My trip's been great but I really miss you and Ro-" A female voice started.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you but I think you have the wrong number. To my knowledge no one with the name Harry lives here." Draco spoke into the phone groggily yet politely

"Oh, terribly sorry to bother you so early in the morning, goodbye." The girl said and the continuous beep signalled that she had hung up. Draco put down the phone with a click and lay back down onto his bed. Right as he relaxed into the blankets the phone rang again.

"Oh for fucks sake!" He exclaimed and picked up the phone again. "Hello?" He answered faking cheerfully.

"Harry! Lovely to speak to you, I just wanted to remind you that I'm back from my trip and I'll see you and Ro-"

"Jesus! You again?! Listen I'm sorry to be rude but you have the wrong number, you shouldn't be calling your friend so early in the morning anyway! He's probably asleep at HIS house with his own phone. Now Good day. Sorry to be rude but I'm very tired of being awoken at this hour!" Draco ranted to the girl on the phone and roughly set the phone down on the receiver again.

With a sigh Draco lay back on the pillows and pulled the blanket up when the bedroom door went flying open after not as much as even a knock of warning.
"Oh what now!!" Draco yelled and sat up angrily to see Sirius standing near the door with an open mouth of surprise, which was the first time Draco had seen him not smiling.

"Sorry, I just wanted to tell you that breakfast's almost ready." Sirius said awkwardly, pointing with his thumb downstairs. Draco face palmed.

"Sorry, I've had a long morning already. I'll be right down." Draco said surprisingly calmly.

"Okay, Sorry again." Sirius said and left the room with an awkward wave, closing the door on his way out. Draco sighed and stood up. He went over to the sliding door and pulled open the curtains to see the view. He had to admit, it was a very beautiful sight.

He looked in the floor length mirror he had near the sliding door and fixed his hair a bit before opening the bedroom door and stepping out onto the landing. Looking over the railing to see the cabin-like view of the furniture below. Walking down the stairs he saw to the left was a wooden dining table with 3 chairs on each side. Sitting down at the one closest to the archway he stared down at the wood grain of the table.

Suddenly a plate was slid into the spot in front of him and bacon, eggs and spinach were being scooped onto his plate straight from a frying pan. Thinking it was Sirius, he grabbed the fork beside him with a "Thanks."

"That's alright." Replied and unrecognisable voice making Draco's head snap up. In front of him was a very tall man with a big, long scar across his face with strawberry blonde hair.

"Ah! Who are you!" Draco exclaimed and recoiled himself in his chair, holding his fork in front of him like a weapon. The guy let out a loud, rumbling laugh.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm Remus Lupin, Sirius's partner." The man said with a chuckle and scooped some more food onto two more plates.

"Partner in what?" Draco asked as he visibly relaxed in his seat, now knowing this wasn't an intruder. An intruder serving him bacon, but an intruder none the less. At that moment Sirius jogged into the room, a panicked look on his face. "What happened? I heard a scream." He announced worriedly.

"Nothing, Draco just didn't know who I was." Remus said, calming down Sirius completely.

"Oh, sorry Draco, this is my husband Remus." Sirius said, pecking the man in questions cheek.

Remus chuckled and turned his head to him. "You wish I was your husband."

"I do." Sirius answered with a chuckle.

"So do I." Remus agreed glumly but still had a smile on his scarred face.

"Then why don't you get married?" Draco asked confused. And the two men turned to him and both chuckled.

"I'm afraid it's not possible." Remus answered and turned back to continue serving the plates.

"Why?" Draco asked, taking a forkful of spinach and egg.

"Sadly It's illegal." Sirius answered annoyed, sitting down at the table on the corner furthest away from Draco. "Otherwise I would've popped the question years ago." He said, eating a strip of bacon with his hand.

"Oh please. You did pop the question years ago." Remus said quietly with a laugh. "You know what I mean." Sirius mumbled.

"I do." Remus said and leaned down to kiss Sirius' forehead. Draco felt a smile creep onto his face. It had been too long since he saw a happy couple actually showing affection. That's when Draco noticed the other plate and stared at it confused for a second, clearly Sirius and Remus noticed this and Remus swallowed and cleared his throat. "Harry will be down in a minute if that's what you're wondering."

Draco's head raised to meet his gaze and furrowed his eyebrows, confusion written on his face. "Who's Harry?" He asked. Remus turned his head to the right so he could angrily glare at Sirius.

"Did you tell him anything!? He didn't know who I was and he doesn't know who Harry is." Remus said holding the glare. Sirius wiped his mouth on his sleeve and turned to his partner.

"He wanted to get the room ready and by the time he was done he had passed out on the bed at 11:30." Sirius said.

"Oh shit, I rudely hung up on a girl trying to call someone named Harry because I thought it was a wrong number!" Draco said loudly, only now realising. Remus and Sirius's glares dropped as they laughed so loudly they must have woken the other man up because Draco heard a loud yawn coming from the landing on the stairs.

"Oh, he's funny Padfoot." Remus said wiping the tears of laughter off his face. He turned to Sirius and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Ugh, It's too fucking early for breakfast." The man upstairs groaned.

"Harry, you have to be nice in front of Draco today." Sirius called out.

"Who the fuck is Draco?!" The man called back and Draco heard footsteps slowly making their way down the stairs. Draco was still eating so he didn't look up.

"Our guest!!" Remus yelled back at him.

"Oh right the snob, it's not like the snobs.... here...." The man trailed off as he saw the blonde sitting at the table. Draco took a sip of the juice Remus gave him earlier and raised his head. Suddenly Draco had spat juice out everywhere and was now coughing up a storm making all of the others look at him concerned. "Are you okay, Draco!?" Sirius asked

"Yeah I'm fine." Draco answered and raised his head to see the boy leaning his head down to see if he was okay.

Shit, Draco thought to himself.

Draco had come to terms with the fact that he was gay while ago, but if he hadn't the gorgeous man in front of him would've made him catch on pretty quick. The man was a god. Tall, lightly sun kissed but still pale, strong, dark fluffy hair that almost made Draco have another coughing fit. He had round glasses on his face which seemed to make the boys green eyes, that Draco told himself to not look into in fear he could get lost, seem even bigger and greener. He had a lightning bolt ear ring in and had a hoop lip piercing.

The man was sex on legs.

Draco sat up properly again and cleared his throat. "Terribly sorry, you startled me." Draco said and took a small, meek sip of his juice.

"Well, you're going to have to get used to him, he lives here." Remus pointed out.

"Hi, I'm Harry, sorry about the snob thing, I'm a real pest in the morning, truly. I see you've met my godfather and his partner already. I don't bite I promise." Harry said and added the last bit when Draco hadn't already shaken his outstretched hand, Draco noticed it and quickly shook his hand. Rough and calloused yet supple. Draco thought to himself and turned back to his breakfast.

"Anyway, as I was saying, you have to be nice to Draco today, you're going to show him around the farm and the house." Sirius told him and shovelled some more egg into his mouth.

"Um, I don't mean to be rude, and no offence to you Draco, but, why can't you do it?" Harry sassily asked Sirius and sat down across from him. If Draco moved one seat over he would be right next to Harry, which Draco didn't want so he stayed in his seat as he shoved the last piece of bacon into his mouth.

"Because, I am going to go meet your principal at your school and Remus is going to be doing the shopping in Elmglen." Sirius said pointedly, directed just at Harry. Harry glared at him.

Harry cut his egg down the middle and let the orange yolk dribble out of the poached white exterior. "Fine." Harry said. "But you have to get me the Motorola StarTAC." He concluded.

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed angrily.

"Harry, for fuck's sake just take Draco on a fucking tour! Why are you being so difficult!?" Remus yelled. His anger management classes clearly weren't doing much.

"Um, maybe it's because I don't want some fucking stranger following me around most of the fucking term!" Harry yelled back.

"This place took a turn." Draco mumbled to himself and scooped the last of the spinach into his mouth then Harry's words sunk in. "What do you mean? Why would I follow you? I'll be here." Draco asked confused and Harry turned to him.

"No, you won't be here, you're coming to school with me. You've been enrolled as a temporary exchange student. It's why Sirius is going to talk to my principal." Harry grumbled angrily.

"Well, do I have to?" Draco asked, now turning to Sirius and Remus who shared a look.

"Look, if it was up to us you wouldn't have to but your mother and father requested we send you to school with Harry. Only while you're staying with us." Remus explained clearly trying to calm himself down in the process.

"Oh. No, they didn't tell me about that." Draco stuttered out.

"Exactly why Harry needs to show you around. The farm, the house and town." Sirius said sternly looking Harry dead in the eye.

"Town?! Why would he need to go to town?" Harry asked, annoyed.

"In case he gets lost or wants to meet up with a friend or go shopping or something. You forget Harry, he's staying with us for a month. Although, none of them should happen as either you'll be walking home with him or he can get picked up or something. He'll hang about with you at school and if he needs something from the shop I expect you to get it with him. " Sirius said sternly and finished the last of his food with an angry stab of his fork and a shove into his mouth.

"Why do I have to be his personal driver and slave?! What, are you gonna make me clean his room too?" Harry asked angrily. "What is going on with you Harry?! Get upstairs now! You need to get changed so you can tour the house and farm to Draco!" Remus yelled and stood up abruptly to take all the finished plates and put them onto the kitchen bench.

"Fine!" Harry yelled and shoved his plate towards Remus who glared and stacked it on top of the others as Harry ran up the stairs.

As Remus leaned on his palms on the counter, breathing heavily, Sirius absently rubbed small circles on his partners back and with the other hand grabbed each cup one by one and placed it in the sink.

"Um, I might just go get dressed. Thank you for breakfast, it really was delicious." Draco said and began walking away from the table when Sirius spoke up.

"He isn't usually like that, I'm not sure why he was acting so strangely. I'm so sorry." Sirius gently said.

"It's alright. I've seen much worse than that." Draco said with a small smile and slowly made his way back upstairs and to his room. Shutting the door behind him with a click, he sighed and trudged over to his new dresser to pick his outfit for the day.

After choosing his mostly purple outfit and taking quite a while to put it on, on purpose, just so he could process that he would have to try to act normal around the god of a man he saw earlier, he turned to grab a pair of shoes but realised that the most appropriate pair for walking around a farm would be the trainers Sirius put outside so he headed downstairs without shoes.

Draco looked to either side once he was at the bottom of the stairs and didn't see anyone but he could hear yelling upstairs and the shower going from the bathroom. Draco sighed and began slowly walking back upstairs when he heard the abrupt stop of sound telling him that the shower had been turned off so he decided to just wait until they got out all fresh and clean to ask where his shoes might be.

Now usually, at his own home, he takes his clothes into the bathroom with him and so he expected everyone did that. He did not expect to see a very steamy, very wet and mostly naked Remus walk out with a big white towel wrapped lowly of his hips as his only coverage. Draco gulped and blinked repeatedly.

Remus looked to his left and then did a double take and saw Draco. "Oh, hello Draco, can I help you with something?" The tall man asked with a smile and leaned against the stair railing with one elbow.

Draco tried to reply but all he could think about is the fact that an extremely tall and strong gay man's very sexy v-line was less than 2 meters away from him. Draco forced himself to snap his eyes up. "Um, yeah I was just wondering whether Sirius washed my shoes or not?" Draco stuttered out.

"Oh, yeah I think he did they're just outside the front door." Remus said, smiled and walked into, presumably, his and Sirius' bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

Draco squeezed his eyes shut and then shot them open wider mouthing to himself 'Wow' and headed down the stairs more towards the front door. When he swung the door open and peered outside his now clean shoes were sitting on the shoe rack so he slipped them on and leaned against the house to tie them up. After his clean shoes were put on and tied, he pushed open the door, not stepping inside because he knew they didn't like shoes in the house, and called out. Sirius popped his head out from around the corner.

"Oh, Draco, so sorry about Harry, I don't know what has gotten into him. Hopefully you can teach him some manners." Sirius joked to Draco, still flushed from yelling at Harry. "He's just getting dressed."

"Okay, thank you, also no problem, I've seen worse." Draco said and closed the door again, leaning against the house once more to wait for the very attractive godson of his mother's cousin to tour him around his house.

Draco let his mind wander to how attractive the boy in question was. How could he not? Now that he thought about it, all three men in this house were attractive, but Harry more than the other two..... although, when Remus had walked out of the bathroom. All wet, and drippy and steamy, and pretty much naked, it was a glorious sight. And the towel that had sat so low on his hips, exposing the v-line leaving Draco to wonder what it looked like below the tow-

Draco quickly stopped his thoughts and pushed himself off the wall as Harry walked out of the house. He was dressed in a graphic t-shirt, his muscles practically bursting out of the tight material, and a pair of dark blue jeans which left just enough for the imagination. Over top of it was a brown leather jacket.

"Uh-um-" Draco stuttered.

"Are we going or not?" Harry asked, cutting his stuttering off completely. Draco felt his face flush so he just nodded. "Great." Harry mumbled and started to quickly walk towards the big barn. Draco quickly stepped his pace up to catch up with the hot 17 year old and then matched his pace.

"So, how long have you guys lived here?" Draco asked, trying to start a conversation.

"They've lived here since 1979, I've lived here since 1981." Harry answered plainly, not even bothering to look at Draco.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, which one are you related to?" Draco asked curiously.

"Neither of them." Harry said monotonously.

Draco's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you adopted then?"

"Didn't I already say at breakfast that Sirius is my godfather?" Harry asked annoyed and he stopped walking and turned to Draco with an annoyed expression.

"Oh, right, sorry." Draco mumbled, looking down at his feet, he heard the boy sigh.

"Sorry, it's just, me and my friends were supposed to go hang out in town today, and instead I'm babysitting some kid I don't know." Harry said, running a hand through his already messy hair.

"I'm your age." Draco argued looking up at him with a strange expression. Harry looked genuinely shocked. "Are you really?" Harry asked confused.

"Yes, I'm seventeen. Just like you I assume." Draco explained.

"Oh, yeah I'm seventeen." Harry said, blinked up at the sky and then looked back down to Draco again. "You're seriously seventeen?"

"Yes!" Draco cried out, exasperated. "Why do you think I'm going to your school?"

"I don't know, I just didn't think you were a senior like me, I thought you were like, 15, as in, just turned 15." Harry answered with a simple shrug and turned to keep walking, Draco following by his side.

"Why did you think I was so young?" Draco asked him.

"Well, look at you." Harry said simply and gestured to him.

"What about me?" Draco asked confused and stopped walking again to scan himself in confusion.

Harry stopped too and looked the boy up and down. "You're just... small." Harry shrugged.

"I'm barely four inches shorter than you!" Draco exclaimed.

"Yeah, 5'7 is short for a guy, and I don't just mean your height either, look at you. You're hardly bulky." Harry said with an amused expression and carried on walking.

Draco stuttered and went back to Harry's side. "What's that supposed to mean?" Draco asked him.

Harry glanced at him, keeping his stride. "You really want me to say it?"

"Say what?!" Draco asked annoyed.

"Your body is girly." Harry said and stopped walking as they had reached the barn and instead stopped to spin on his feet to lean against the barn door.

"Excuse me!?" Draco exclaimed and Harry laughed. "Well, you have a tiny little waist but a good amount of hips, have little shoulders and a diamond shaped face. I'm just saying, you could hardly be on a Gridiron team." Harry chuckled and pushed open the barn door. "So this is where we keep the goats, sheep and alpacas, but they can obviously also go out into the paddock." Harry said gesturing to the shorter long doors on the opposite wall of the barn leading out into a fenced off paddock.

"How many animals do you keep in here?" Draco asked as he looked around the relatively small, yet tall, barn.

"Oh, not too many, we only have 4 goats and only 2 alpacas, but we have about 20 sheep." Harry answered.

"Oh." Draco replied simply as he looked at the animals.

"Come on." Harry says and walks out slightly to push the door closed, but waited for Draco to step out before closing it completely.

"Where to now?" Draco asks.

"Pig pen." Harry said plainly and began walking away, Draco trailing behind him.

"So, when does school start?" Draco asked him.

"On Monday." Harry replied.

"Oh, that soon! I don't have much stationary with me." Draco said worriedly.

"It's fine, tomorrow Remus is going to take us into town to get your stuff and uniform. Your mum provided some money for your stuff. Sirius told me." Harry explained.

"Oh okay, sweet. What's the uniform like?" Draco asked as his schools have never had uniforms.

"Same old school uniform. White button up shirt, a tie for your house colour and an iron on patch for your pocket shirt to match your house too. Some black trousers, a black skirt for the girls, if you want a blazer in your house colour." Harry shrugged.

"What are the houses?" Draco asked curiously.

"There are four, and they each have a mascot, Ravenclaw which is a raven obviously, Gryffindor which is a lion, Hufflepuff which is a badger and Slytherin which is a snake." Harry says.

"How do you know what house you're in? Like, what house am I in?" Draco asked him as they leaned on the fence of the pig pen, watching the 6 animals roll in the mud.

"I don't know what house you're in, on your first day of school they make you do a test and based on your results you get put into a house." Harry explained.

"So it's academic based?" Draco asked the boy.

"No, the test is to see what your main values are, for example, I am in Gryffindor, which means I wear red and that I am daring, brave, determined and courageous." Harry explained to the blonde.

"What about the other houses? What are their values, just so I have an idea of what house I'll be in." Draco asked him.

"Well, Hufflepuff, whose colour is yellow by the way, are patient, trustworthy, hard working and humble. Ravenclaw, blue, are wise, witty, creative and curious. And Slytherin, green, are cunning, ambitious, leading and destined." Harry explained."Well, I'd say not the first two, based on those things you said about them." Draco said after a moment of thought.

Harry snorted. "Great so you're either destined or wise." Harry said with sarcastic happiness.

"Well it could be either or, I would argue that I'm creative and witty, but also ambitious and cunning." Draco explained and then looked up at Harry to find him already smirking down at him. "What?" Draco asked and swallowed because he could tell that the god of a man in front of him was making him blush bright pink.

"Well, you clearly think a lot of yourself, so you're definitely not a Hufflepuff." Harry laughed after breaking eye contact with him by looking over to the side.

"Rude!" Draco exclaimed but chuckled.

"Come on, I'll show you the chicken coop." Harry said and started walking towards it, Draco next to him.
***

After Harry showed him around the farm and around inside the house, it was around 11:00, so they decided they would eat lunch early because they ate breakfast early, so they were currently in the kitchen, Draco absently sketching in his sketchbook, but not his diary, while Harry and Remus made them all some sandwiches.

Sirius had left about 45 minutes ago and Remus returned around 15 minutes ago with all the ingredients for lunch and dinner.

"Lunch is up Draco." Remus called out from the kitchen and Draco rose from his place on the armchair to go and sit and the dining table, the same seat he sat in during breakfast.

"Thank you." Draco says to the pair before taking a sandwich off the plate in the middle and taking a big bite out of it. It was delicious as he expected.

"So, how has your first full day here been so far Draco?" Remus asked politely before taking a bite of his own sandwich.

Draco swallowed his mouthful and cleared his throat. "It was nice, Harry showed me around the farm and we talked about what his school was like, among other things of course. How was your day out?" Draco answered.

Remus swallowed. "It was unfortunately not the greatest, I saw Mrs Weasley at the butcher, she was very upset. Harry, did you know that Fred passed away during these holidays, drunk driver apparently hit him." Remus shared remorsefully and took a sad bite of his sandwich.

Harry's head shot up, his eyes full of sadness. "Are you serious?"

Remus nodded. "I'm afraid so, just three days ago, she seemed very downhearted." Remus said before sighing and continuing. "Poor boy, he was on the road to great things."

"Yeah. Oh my god, I can't believe it, Fred's really gone." Harry said, and looked down at his plate before pushing it away. "Sorry, I think I need a moment." He said and wiped his face with a paper towel and hurried up the stairs into the room and the end of the landing, which Draco presumed was his bedroom.

Draco took another bite of his sandwich and swallowed before asking. "Who was Fred?"

Remus swallowed his bite. "Fred was Harry's best friend's older brother. I know it might sound like not too big of a deal but Harry has been close to the Weasley kids since he was 11, including Fred. He was only about 20, not too far from you and Harry's age." Remus said. "He was doing very well in his life. He was only home for the holidays, as he was studying at the University of Oxford for inventing. Top in his class, he had proposed to his girlfriend, Angelina, and they were planning to get married in a year and a bit, once Fred had gotten his degree. She is apparently broken, staying with her parents for a bit until she gets back on her feet, taking a break from her job." Remus explained.

"Oh. What a shame. There's one way to ruin someone's holiday." Draco said sadly. "What did his fiance do?" "She was a rugby player, you might have heard of her, she is decently known. Angelina Johnson." Remus said and took another bite of his sandwich. Draco had heard of her, it was all over the papers a couple months ago that her incredibly smart boyfriend had proposed to her on the field after a winning game. It was dubbed the most romantic proposal of summer.

"Yes, I have heard of her, I've seen her in the papers." Draco spoke softly. "God, what a sad way to end the holidays." Draco said with a sigh and took the last bite of his sandwich which he swallowed quickly. "Well, thank you for the sandwich, it was delicious, but I am stuffed full, if you don't mind I might just go and relax in my bedroom for a while." Draco said.

"Oh, no, I don't mind."Remus said with a small smile. Draco awkwardly smiled back and walked up the stairs to his room, sketchbook and pencil in hand.

***

Draco pulled his hand away and blew the eraser dust off his page. He smiled to himself as he admired his work. He had drawn one of his favourite things to draw, a mandala, they always made him smile with their beauty and symmetry. It was still black and white, Draco seldom coloured in his drawings, unlike everything else, he found colour ruined his drawings, there was something so professional about crisp black line work with only white surrounding it.

He spared a glance to the clock hanging on the door of his cupboard. 3:52. Draco looked at the two mandalas he had drawn in the span of four hours and was very proud of himself, it often took him about 7 hours, including breaks to fully illustrate a mandala, and he had done two.

He packed up his supplies and lay down on his new bed, staring out of the glass door, out onto the country side beyond, it truly was a beautiful view.

At one point Draco must have dosed off because the next thing he knew, the landline beside him was ringing and his clock on the cupboard read 4:45.

Draco groaned and reached for the phone. "Hello?" He answered.

"Hello, is that Draco?" He heard his mum ask from the other end and he sat up straight on the bed.

"Yes, hello mother." He answered happily. "Hello Darling, how are you settling in?" She asked him with a cheery voice.

"It's nice, i'm going well, the view from my bedroom is lovely, wish you could see it." Draco said with a smile.

She chuckled. "And how are you finding things, other than the view?" She asked.

"It's nice, the food is delicious, the house is gorgeous and much warmer than our house, I don't have to sleep in a sweater here." Draco chuckled. "But yeah, everything is nice, Sirius and Remus both seem nice and their godson seems fine, I don't think he likes me very much but Sirius says he'll come around." Draco explains.

"That's good." She says and Draco can tell she is smiling. "Are you looking forward to your new school on Monday?" She asks him.

"I guess, school is school, tomorrow they're going to take me into town to buy me a school uniform and stationary, books and such." Draco says as he settles into the pillows properly.

Around half an hour later he hears knock on his bedroom door. "Come in!" He calls out. Sirius enters his room, a smile on his face.

"Dinner is on the table." Sirius told him.

"One second, I'll be right down." He says and gestures to the phone in his hand.

"Alright, say hi to Narcissa for me." The man smiles and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

"Sirius says to say hello from him." Draco spoke into the phone.

"And make sure you say hello from me to all three of them. Anyway, I assume you've got to go, Draco, I'll talk to you on Tuesday and I want to know how everything went at your new school." His mother chuckled into the phone. "Bye bye Darling. Be good." She said and blew a kiss into the phone.Draco chuckled. "Okay then, bye mum." He says and hears the tone meaning she hung up very shortly after. He puts the phone back onto its receiver and hurries downstairs.

***

Later that night, after dinner and after a few games of cards a bit of TV and a shower, Draco was back in his room at 11:00. He reached over to his bedside drawer and got out his diary and pencil and leaned back against the bed, propping the diary up on his knee to start sketching.

At about 12:50 he finished his diary entry and placed it back in his bedside drawer, shimmied down under his covers and soon fell asleep.

Chapter Text

Draco awoke in the morning to Sirius Black standing over his bed loudly saying his name on repeat. "Ah!" He screamed when he first saw him. "What are you doing?!" Draco yelled and scrambled to properly sit up in bed. He glanced at his clock. 7:27.

"Sorry!" Sirius exclaimed, taking a step back and holding his hands up as if to say he's innocent. "I woke you up an hour ago, you said to give you some more time, then I woke you up half an hour ago, you said more time, so I did and now I am properly waking you up now, because if you don't start getting ready, we will be late." Sirius explained calmly. "Breakfast is on your dresser. Try to be ready by quarter past if you can." Sirius asked and walked out of the room, not putting his hands down until he reached the door and had to close it behind him.

Draco sighed and ran a hand down his face. He reached to his left and on his bedside table and grabbed his water bottle, took a long sip and sighed again after, he left the warmth of his sheet as he crawled to the end of his bed, where his breakfast was sitting on the dresser. Earl Grey tea with pancakes and berry compote. Delicious. After Draco had eaten his big breakfast he hurried up and chose an outfit and finished up with accessories, his hair being done and all his products being put on. Today he was wearing some white ripped jeans, a light teal-ish blue T-shirt and his fluffy light purple jacket.

He stepped back to look at his clock. 8:08. Good timing, he thought to himself and he moved towards his balcony door to look in the floor length mirror, he looked great, he quickly put his plain small silver hoop earrings in and grabbed his purple rimless sunglasses before heading downstairs.

Seeing the trio sitting around the living room, already dressed and ready to go, absently chatting to each other. "Sorry, have I taken too long?" Draco asked as he stayed at the bottom of the staircase.

"No, sorry, just talking, you ready to go?" Sirius asked him with a small chuckle as he pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning on.

"Yeah, sure." Draco said and both Remus and Harry stood up from their seats on the couch.

"Alrighty then, to the truck!" Remus exclaimed happily and Draco followed the three men out the front door. The group of four split as Sirius locked the door while both Remus and Draco got into the truck, once Sirius was finished locking up he quickly jumped in the three seated truck, in front of the wheel, next to Remus.

"Where's Harry?" Draco asked from his seat furthest to the left.

"Oh, he's going on the bike because the truck can only fit three unless we tie him to the trailer." Remus chuckled.

"The bike?" Draco repeated Remus' words, confused.

"Yeah, did Harry not tell you yesterday? He has a motorbike, it's how he gets to school, you'll be riding it on Monday." Sirius exclaimed with a smile. "It was mine when I was a teenager, its how I got to school every day too. Same bike, same school." Sirius laughed.

"I remember when James outed your crush on me by saying that you only let people on your bike if you think their hot, and you had given me a ride home the day before." Remus said teasingly with a laugh.

"Oh my gosh, I could've killed that boy on the spot, but I was too panicked to even insult him." Sirius chuckled. They say in silence for a little.

"What are we waiting for?" Draco asked after a minute, after Sirius checked the rear view mirror for the fourth time.

"That." Sirius answered and turned the key in the ignition, starting the small truck up with a shudder.

Draco was still confused and Remus must have noticed because he leaned over to whisper, "He was waiting for Harry to start the bike up and put on his helmet." in Draco's direction."Oh." Draco said, feeling stupid for not realising that. He glanced over at the wing mirror to his left and saw Harry enthusiastically rev the bike and Sirius began pulling out of the little roof-covered area. Sirius began driving down the long driveway, Harry following behind on the motorcycle.

Once they get to the road and they start speeding up, they start to coast at the same speed for a while and Draco feels himself get tired at the light motion. "How long does it take to get to town?" He asked.

"About 25 minutes by car." Sirius answered.

"Do you guys do this every day?" Draco asked them.

"Well, I don't, I mainly control the farm but maybe three times a week I'll head into Elmglen." Sirius answered after a second of thought.

"I do it every day. Well, except on weekends but even then, I'll do some last minute shopping sometimes." Remus said.

"For work?" Draco asked the scarred man. Remus nodded. Draco's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you do for a job?"

"I'm a substitute teacher." Remus answered. "But other than that I coach the school's Badminton team and also teach piano and keyboard after school on Thursdays." Remus explained with a smile on his face.

"What age kids do you teach?" Draco asked.

"I teach the under 15's Badminton, under 15 piano and keyboard and teach all years at Harry's, and your soon to be, high school. So ages 13-18." Remus answered, his smiling widening and it was clear that he had a passion for teaching and loved his job.

Draco glanced in the wing mirror again to see a car behind Harry and the driver looked very annoyed at the speed and Harry frantically motioned for Sirius to go faster. "Um, Sirius I think Harry wants you to speed up." Draco said worriedly as Harry kept nervously looking behind him.

Sirius glanced up into the rear view mirror and his eyes widened as well as Remus'. "Oh god damn it!" Sirius exclaimed and sped up to 90 km an hour, Harry soon matching his speed.

"What, who is it?!" Draco asked worriedly because Sirius and Remus were both acting nervous.

"It's Fenrir Greyback." Remus said and nervously glanced up at the rear view mirror as if to check on Harry, again.

"Who?" Draco asked.

"A very buff junkie who likes starting fights, we've known him since we were about 16." Remus explained.

"A PSYCHO junkie who likes starting fights and yes, we've known him since we were 16 but even then he was insane. He is the reason why Remus has that scar on his face." Sirius said as he worriedly checked the wing view mirror.

"What did he do?! And why are we so worried right now?" Draco asked and Sirius started speeding up again.

"Well, he tried to fight our friend James and Remus jumped in front of him when he saw that Fenrir had a knife. And right now, well, he has a tendency to carry fire arms with him, has a bad temper, is very impatient and HATES us with a passion!" Sirius explained loudly.

Suddenly Fenrir pulled down a side road and all three of them breathed out a sigh of relief and slowly started to slow down the truck. Harry slowing down too and Draco saw a sign reading 'Welcome to Elmglen' approaching them on either side of the road. As both vehicles slowed down to the town speed limit of 50 km, Draco could finally feel himself calming down. They both turned a corner and then pulled into a car park of a small shop called 'Hogwarts High School; Uniforms'. Sirius parked the car and Harry parked next to them. The group of three got out for the truck and Draco walked around just in time to see Harry take off his helmet and shake out his messy hair. Draco's mouth went dry and he quickly swallowed when Harry caught him staring.

"The drive over was a bit scary huh?" Draco asked in a panic.

"Yeah, it wasn't the greatest ride of my life." Harry joked and joined up with Sirius and Remus, along with Draco, as they entered the shop. A polite lady with rosy cheeks at the front desk greeted them when they came in.

"Hello, Matilda, how are you going today?" Remus asked politely.

"Oh, I'm doing just fine, how are you guys today?" She asked cheerfully.

"Good." Sirius answered.

"I'm alright." Remus answered.

"Perfectly fine Mrs Malkin, thanks for asking." Harry said cheerfully and she grinned at him.

"And what can I do for you three gentlemen?" She asked and Sirius pushed Draco to the front so she notices him.

"We are here to get Draco here, his school uniform." Sirius told her proudly. "Exchange student." He added with a grin.

"Ooh, fancy." The woman laughed and gestured for them to follow her to the shelves of clothing. "Now, do you know your size, Lovie?" The woman asked Draco and Draco informed her of his shirt, shoes and pants sizing and she handed him said sizes which he went to try on, he came out in just a plain white button up with a chest pocket and some black trousers and some black dress shoes with the socks he came I wearing. "Perfect, now, your tie, socks, P.E uniform, blazer and pocket patch will be provided for free to you tomorrow by the school once you know what house you are in." She explained to Draco.

"Awesome, thank you." He said to the woman. After Draco had gotten changed back into his normal clothes Sirius paid for the uniform. "Oh, I can get that!" Draco exclaimed.

Sirius chuckled. "No worries, your mum and dad sent us some money for your school supplies."

"Oh okay, I thought you had just paid £90 for a shirt and a pair of trousers." Draco said, breathing a sigh of relief.

"No, no." Remus laughed.

"So, to Flourish and Blotts for the books?" Harry asked and Remus nodded.

"What's that?" Draco asked as Sirius nodded in thanks to the shop worker as he took the bag of clothes off the counter and turned around to start walking out.

"A bookshop." Remus answered with a smile.

***

After getting all of Draco's books at Flourish and Blotts, they headed to the 'Everything shop' as Sirius dubbed it, to get Draco some stationary and while Sirius and Remus went to do get some other things, they told Draco to stick with Harry and while with him they bumped into two of Harry's friends.

"Oh, hey Ron! How you been, so sorry about Fred." Harry said as he patted his tall friend on the back. Ron smiled a tiny bit and shrugged.

"As good as I can be with my brother dying four days ago." He said sadly and his, Draco assumed, sister looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Ginny, how have you been feeling?" Harry asked the girl who couldn't have been much younger than the three boys.

"It's just, this has been the worst holiday ever, first me losing my credit card, then you breaking up with me and now Fred is gone!" The tall girl wailed as tears slid down her face and her clearly cheap and not water proof mascara began to bleed. God, why would Harry swing so low? Draco thought to himself. "For gods sake Gin' those three have nothing to do with one another." Ron groaned.

"Well, I'm just saying, you remember when I broke my pocket mirror in the last week of school, I bet it's because of that." Ginny said and snorted to try to keep her composure.

"For Gods sake! It has nothing to do with that stupid £2 mirror!" Ron said annoyed. "You're so superstitious." He grumbled and the girl huffed.

The three went along talking for a little as Draco awkwardly stood to the side, going unnoticed until he sneezed and all three of the others turned to him, Ginny and Ron clearly only just realising he was there.

"Who's the poof?" Ron snorted and Draco's eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh, just some dorky kid that is staying with us." Harry said and Draco frowned.

"Who is he?" Ginny asked as she wiped her face with a tissue she had pulled out of her pocket.

"Some relative of Sirius. He's going to our school as an exchange student." Harry explained, bored.

"Is he even old enough?" The girl laughed.

"Why do people keep asking me that, I'm seventeen. For god's sake, I'm not even that short!" Draco complained and the two gingers snorted.

"Anyway, you excited to see everyone tomorrow?" Ginny asked Harry, Draco going ignored once again.

"Yes, oh my gosh, I have missed the lads so bad! Are they back today?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I saw Dean driving in with his bags with his mum." Ron said. Remus had already explained to Draco, while they were in Flourish and Blotts, that Hogwarts High School had a very good pass rate and a lot of people out of the area came to learn there so there were dormitories for students who didn't live in the small country town of Elmglen, so Draco assumed Harry's friends were in the dorms if they had arrived today.

Remus entered the isle and walked over to them. "Hello, Ronald, Ginevra." Remus acknowledged them and then turned to Harry and Draco. "Sirius is paying now so we better head out to the car." Remus told the two.

Remus, Harry and Draco all walked out of the shop and spotted Sirius unloading the trolley of shopping into the trailer. "Okay, so, should we go buy some lunch?" Sirius suggested and the other three nodded. "Alright, where to?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know what places you have here." Draco said awkwardly with a smile.

"The Three broomsticks?" Remus suggested.

"Yes! I have been craving butterbeer lately!" Harry exclaimed happily.

Sirius chuckled. "It's not even 12:30 yet." "There is always time for butterbeer." Harry said with a grin and walked over to his bike.

***

When Draco walked into The Three Broomsticks for the first time he immediately fell in love with the warmth of the place. As someone who was constantly cold, he could appreciate the temperature and the overall aesthetic of the place.

Sirius, Remus, Harry and Draco all sat down in a booth, Harry and Draco beside each other. Draco took one of the small menus in the middle of the table and scanned over the options.

Soon, a waitress approached their table with a cheerful grin on her face. "Hi, what can I get for you gentlemen?" She asked happily.

"We'll start off with a round of butterbeer and three plates of pub style chips." Sirius spoke confidently, as if he had said the exact thing many times.

The waitress quickly scribbled it down onto her notepad. "Sweet! I will have those ready for you gentlemen in ten!" She spoke cheerfully and left the table.

As a waitress passed our table, delivering food to a group nearby, Harry sighed dreamily and took a deep breath in, smelling the food around them. "God, we do not come here enough." Harry said and Draco had to admit the food did look mouth-wateringly tasty.

Remus and Sirius both laughed. "So, Draco, how are you enjoying the small town life so far?" Remus asked.

"I-I don't mind it." Draco answered awkwardly and Harry snorted.

"You sound like you REALLY love it." Harry said sarcastically, Sirius and Remus both quietly chuckled.

"Well, sorry, but I could've done without the junkie almost running us off the road, and the people who do nothing but comment on my height." Draco said pointedly, looking right in Harry's direction by the end of it.

***

After Draco, Harry, Remus and Sirius returned home at about 3:00, Sirius convinced all of them to play some card games with him, which they did and it resulted in Harry getting pissed off at Draco because apparently Draco cheated, which in all honesty, Draco didn't know if he did or not, he had never played that game before. So now, Remus and Sirius are lecturing Harry while Draco is both sulking in his bedroom, like they have been for the past hour and a half.

It wasn't all bad though, Draco got time to look through all of his new school things, put them all in his new light purple messenger bag, Draco paid for it himself instead of letting Sirius or Remus buy him some ugly backpack he didn't want, and draw a mandala. He heard a knock on his bedroom door as he was starting to draw his second mandala and called out "Come in!"

His bedroom door swung open and Harry walked in with an annoyed expression on his face. Harry shut the door behind him and walked over to Draco's bed, not sitting down. "Sirius and Remus are making me apologise to you." Harry said, not making eye contact with the blonde boy.

"Okay." Draco said plainly, gently shutting his sketchbook.

"But, I'm not going to do that and we are going to pretend I did instead, because you still cheated." Harry said.

"Um... okay." Draco said awkwardly.

Harry finally looked down and made eye contact with him, making a little shiver go through Draco. "Let me get something clear," Harry started. "you are not tarnishing my reputation at school."

"Why would I?" Draco asked.

"I don't know! But it seems like something you'd do." Harry said.

"You've known me for two days!" Draco exclaimed.

"And two days is enough to get an impression of someone." Harry said and then cleared his throat. "As I was saying, you are not going to tarnish my reputation, so I have thought up some rules." Harry said.

Draco's eyebrows furrowed in suspicion. "What rules?"

"Number one, don't bother me. Number two, don't bother my friends. Number three, no expecting me to show you around, as soon as we get into school, I am ignoring you for the rest of the day, let's be clear on that. And number four, no getting into fights with anyone that could hurt you." Harry said, holding a stern expression on his face the whole time.

Draco's eyebrows raised and then furrowed in confusion. "The last one seems oddly caring."

Harry sighed and uncrossed his arms. "If you get hurt Sirius and Remus will somehow blame me, for not sticking up for you, or whatever. So that rule is to save me from getting in trouble. Not to save you from being a damsel in distress." Harry specified.

"Okay, is that all?" Draco asked.

"Sirius and Remus told me to tell you that dinner's ready." Harry said quietly and walked out of the room without another word. Draco sighed, placing his sketchbook on his night stand as well as his pencil and rubber. He stood up and left his room, heading downstairs.

After eating dinner, having a shower and watching some TV, Sirius and Remus sent Harry and Draco to bed as they apparently needed a good nights sleep for the first day of school tomorrow.

Draco shut his door behind him, climbed into his bed, pulled his diary out of his bedside drawer and began sketching today's entry. About 45 minutes later, Draco put his pencil and diary back into his drawer, snuggled into the warmth of the bed and soon fell asleep.

Chapter Text

Draco woke up on Monday morning to Remus shaking his shoulder, his usual smile on his face. Draco shuffled up in the bed. "Huh, what's happening?" Draco mumbled sleepily.

Remus chuckled. "It's your first day at your new school, it's about 6:30, I thought you might want to get up to get ready."

"Oh, okay, do you have food?" Draco asked as he rubbed his eyes. Remus burst out laughing but nodded.

"Yeah, it's on your dresser." He chuckled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Draco stretched his arms up and then crawled down to his dresser, coming face to face with his favourite breakfast ever, crepes with berries, cream and butter. He grinned and picked up the fork to begin eating.

After quickly eating his breakfast he went to the bathroom, went toilet, brushed his teeth and applied his moisturiser and face serum before returning to his room to do his hair and get dressed in his uniform.

At about 7:50, Draco was ready to go and so he went downstairs where he found a note attached to the bottom of the stair railing. 'I'm at work, might see you while your at school, if not both of you have a good day, also Sirius is going to visit his brother so he won't be back until before dinner but he says good luck for school! -Remus'

Draco strolled into the lounge area and found Harry half asleep on the couch, some sitcom playing on the TV. "Are we going now?" Draco asked loudly and Harry jumped awake, clearly startled and blinked a lot before scanning the room and noticed Draco when he let out a sigh of relief.

"God, you scared the shit out of me." Harry said and sat up on the couch. "But yeah, let me get my shoes on and we'll go." He said, stood up and wandered into the small entrance area where the family kept their clean shoes. Harry slipped on his school shoes, Draco already had his on, and Harry grabbed his bag from beside the coffee table, again Draco already had his.

The pair walked out and Harry locked the door behind them. Both of them walked over to the little covered area where Harry's motorbike was stored, Harry went over to the small shelf and grabbed two helmets. He handed the white one to Draco and kept the black one for himself.

"Alright, have you ever ridden on a motorcycle before?" Harry asked him and Draco shook his head awkwardly. "Alright." Harry grumbled.

"Is that an issue?" Draco asked nervously.

"No. So, helmet on, I sit down, you sit behind me, put your arms around my waist and then we actually move." Harry explained simply and slipped his own helmet onto his head. Draco put his helmet on too and after Harry hopped onto his bike, Draco mounted the vehicle behind the 17 year old and tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, giving himself butterflies.

As the pair rode off down the driveway Draco's mind shifted to what his first day of school would be like, Harry had already told him he would be ignoring him, so, would Draco make any friends.

As Draco continued to day dream, for god knows how long exactly, but it was clearly much longer than he realised because they were soon pulling up around the corner from the school Harry stopped the bike and tapped Draco's arms to get his to let go of his waist.

The two boys stepped off the bike, Harry kicked out the kickstand and took off his helmet, Draco took off his as well and Harry popped both into the cubby in the seats.

Before they walked towards the school gates Harry turned to Draco. "You better follow my rules." Harry said.

"I will." Draco assured him.

"Good, so you will go into the office and I am heading straight for the little hill, so don't follow me." Harry said sternly and quickly trudged off towards the school gate, Draco followed but then once they entered school grounds and Harry went away to the right, Draco followed the arrow shaped sign that read 'office' which took him to a small glass door which he pushed open and was met with a small foyer. He quickly took in his surroundings and then went up to the front desk. A man with a big bushy beard and a big head of hair sat at the desk scanning through some files until Draco cleared his throat.

"Ah, hello, you must be our new student." The man said jolly, closing the file. "I am Rubeus Hagrid, I am the receptionist and office keeper here at Hogwarts high school, you can just call me Hagrid, all the other kids do." He explained happily and held his hand out for Draco to shake, Draco shook his hand with a smile.

"Nice to meet you." Draco said politely. "And you as well." Hagrid said with a grin. "Headmaster Snape would like to see you, his office is right through those doors and it is the second door on the right." Hagrid said and pointed to some doors nearby.

"Alright, thank you." Draco said and pushed open the doors the man pointed at. He walked down the very small hallway, which only had two doors on either side and one clearly read, medical bay.

He knocked on the door Hagrid had instructed him to and he heard a monotone voice call out. "Come in, it's unlocked." Draco gulped and pushed open the door seeing a man with jaw-length black hair, a little greasy and he was wearing all black, sitting at a desk. The man looked up at Draco.

"Ah, yes, the exchange student. Well, nice to meet you, I am Headmaster Snape and as my title suggests I am the current headmaster at Hogwarts high school." The man told him as he straightened out the papers he was holding and placed the stack to the side. "The reason I requested for you to come to my office is because you will need to miss at least the first half of first period."

"Nice to meet you. Why must I miss class?" Draco asked confused.

"Has Mr Lupin or Mr Black explained our houses here at Hogwarts?" Snape asked the boy.

Draco's eyebrows furrowed until it clicked. "Oh, you mean Sirius and Remus, um, kind of, it was mainly Harry." Draco said.

"Perfect. Then you will know that every student must be sorted into one of our four houses." Snape started and stood up from his desk, revealing the height he had over the blonde boy. "How we determine what house you are in you must take a test, don't worry you can't fail. Follow me." The headmaster explained and gestured Draco to follow him out of the office they were currently in. Snape led him straight across the small hall into a board room. Every seat was empty and there was a paper and a pen in front of one of the chairs. "You have as long as you need, although I have to ask, please don't take long than an hour and a half otherwise you will miss the whole of first period." He says and gestures to the seat with the paper so Draco sat down.

Draco placed his bag to the side of his chair. "Can I start?" Draco asked. Snape checked the watch attached to his wrist, waited about 20 seconds before nodding exactly when the period one bell rung. Snape left the room and Draco flipped the page on the little paper booklet in front of him.

***

After about 30 minutes, Draco had finished the house test. He grabbed his paper and left the room to knock on the Headmaster's door. "Come in." He heard. Draco pushed the door open and stayed in the doorway.

"I finished." Draco said meekly.

"Excellent." Snape said monotonously and held out his hand. Draco handed the man the booklet and Snape gestured for him to sit down. Draco took a seat on the chair in front of the desk.

The man scanned each page and drew a tally mark on a separate paper Draco couldn't see properly, after every question. About 3 minutes later Headmaster Snape placed the paper down on the desk and looked up at Draco. "You got 6 answers for Gryffindor, 10 for Hufflepuff, 15 for Ravenclaw and 20 for Slytherin. So you are about 10% Gryffindor, 20% Hufflepuff, 30% Ravenclaw and 40% Slytherin." The man explained.

"So, I'm in Slytherin House?" Draco asked and Snape nodded.

"The house of the green snake. Which means, you are cunning, ambitious, leading and destined. You will do great things as a Slytherin." Snape said proudly and then blinked, chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "Terribly sorry, I am bringing my own Slytherin pride into the equation."

"That's alright." Draco chuckled.

Snape opened one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out a green and silver pin striped pair of socks and tie. "These are your Slytherin uniform must haves, you must wear these every day." Snape explained to Draco. Snape went to the drawer again and pulled out an iron on, pocket patch of what Draco assumed was the Slytherin emblem. "This is your iron on pocket patch, it must be ironed onto your shirt pocket as of tomorrow." Snape explained as well.

"Thank you." Draco said to the man and pulled the things towards him. The man rose from the desk and walked over to the cupboard in the left half of the office and pulled the door open, on the top shelf he took a green and sliver t-shirt with the same emblem as the patch as well as a pair of green and silver shorts.

"Your P.E uniform." Snape said plainly as he placed that on the desk as well. He reached into the cupboard again and pulled out a green blazer with a silver collar and trim as well as the Slytherin emblem on the pocket. "Your blazer, which we do recommend you wear as our school does not have a school jumper." The headmaster said and sat back down in his chair after placing the blazer on the desk. "Now, I have another important thing to do, so you may put your attire on in the board room you were in previously and then you may collect your time table from Hagrid. Good luck for today, Mr Malfoy." Snape said with a small smile which Draco mirrored and stood from his chair, grabbing his things and somehow opened the door.

"Thank you, have a nice rest of your day." Draco said to the man before closing the door behind him and heading back to the boardroom to put on his Slytherin things. After getting his gear on and putting the P.E gear and iron on patch in his bag he left the room and went back to the office desk.

"Hello again!" Hagrid exclaimed happily.

"Hello, I'm here to collect my time table." Draco said to the man.

"Ah, yes, from the blazer I'm going to assume you're in Slytherin." The man laughed and handed him a laminated time table with a green back.

"Thank you." Draco said. "Now, the house leader from your house is going to come and show you around a little bit, you should be back just before the end of first period, you've still got 20 minutes after all." Hagrid laughed. "Ah, there he is now." Draco turned around and saw a jolly looking man coming in from a side door to the foyer. "Hello Horace, here's Draco for you." Hagrid said happily.

"Excellent!" The man exclaimed and he shook Draco's hand. "I'm Professor Slughorn, head of Slytherin house and the chemistry teacher here at Hogwarts. Lovely to meet you." The teacher explained, his smile not slipping.

"Nice to meet you too." Draco said.

"Follow me, I'll give you a little tour." The teacher said, gave a little wave to Hagrid and led him through the same side door he came from. They went down a short corridor, ignoring the doors on the sides until they turned another corner to a much larger hallway. "So out here is the science ward, otherwise known as B block. Down here you will find, Chemistry, Physics, Biology, Botany and Astronomy, on your time table you will find two of these classes, I'm afraid exchange students do not get to choose their classes." Slughorn explained.

Draco looked down at his time table. "It says I have chemistry and physics." Draco said.

"Ah, yes, you'll have me and Professor McGonagall." Slughorn explained cheerfully. "Now, back to the main corridor which we just went through, I only wanted to show you this one because this is the biggest hall in the school." Slughorn chuckled. "So this is the cooking room." He said pointing to a classroom.

***

After getting a small tour of the school the bell rang and so he went straight to his period two class which was Social Studies. Upstairs C block, Draco remembered. He swiftly went up the stairs and through the double doors which led to C block. C1 was his Social Studies classroom, which Draco quickly found and walked inside.

The classroom was a fairly large room with posters of the world map and historical event photos covering the walls. The was a projector and a white board, the teachers cluttered desk was on the right side of the room. 3 big windows on the back wall covered the room and the many desks in it, in natural light.

There were already two other students sitting down and they were both chatting to each other, sitting up the front of the class. Draco, not wanting to sit too close to them but close enough to the front to hear what the teacher was saying clearly. Draco sat in the line of desks second from the left and sat in the third seat in the line.

As the room started filling up and more students came in, every seat was taken except for the four adjacent to him the closest anyone sat to him was the girl to his back right, on the diagonal, with the black bob and freckles, her eyebrows furrowed as she watched Draco, deep in thought.

Eventually the teacher, Mrs Burbage, arrived at the class and began introducing the main focus of the term for Social Studies. Draco couldn't completely focus during the entire lesson as the whole time he could practically feel the freckled brunette's stare burning into his back.

After the class had finished and the bell signalling lunch time had rung Draco left the classroom after wishing Mrs Burbage a pleasant day, and headed down the stairs towards the canteen to get his lunch. "It's loaded wedges new kid." A female's voice called behind him after Draco had tried to see what the free provided lunch was when someone holding one had passed by. Draco spun around and saw the same girl who was staring at him during social studies. "With bacon, cheese and sour cream."

"Oh, I don't particularly feel like potatoes today." Draco said glumly.

"Alright, instead of getting lunch do you want to come with me?" The girl asked him.

"Um, why?" Draco asked awkwardly.

"Because, you're new and I thought you'd like to join me and my friends for lunch instead of eating food you don't want without any company." The girl spoke sassily.

"Alright, I wasn't very hungry anyway." Draco shrugged as she began walking off, gesturing him to come with her. He followed the short girl outside and into a little, hidden from plain sight, secluded area, where other students were sitting. All of them looked different except all their matching green ties, socks and blazers.

"What's your name again?" The girl asked him.

"Draco." He muttered.

"Hey guys, this is Draco, he might be joining us for a while." she explained. "He's an exchange student." She added pointedly and there was a series of awkward hisses of breath.

"Who are you guys?" Draco asked and everyone laughed.

"We're the school outcasts." The bob haired girl said plainly.

"Why?" Draco asked confused as the girl dumped her school bag onto the ground next to a boy who was hiding his face in a book.

"Various reasons." Pansy said and wandered a few steps towards a tall dark skinned boy. "Blaise here is the school player and or flirt and or fuck boy." The brunette said crassly.

Draco stuttered. "O-okay." She approached the next person. "Daphne here is a stoner." The girl said from right behind a blonde girl slouched down against a tree, joint in hand. She moved onto the next one. "Greg here is dyslexic but everyone just thinks he's stupid." And then the next one. "Vince is hated because he is 'fat'. Millicent is our resident goth. Tracey is bitchy, serving reality star realness." The girl chucked and then dropped her head down next to the boy who had her school bag beside him. "And Theodore is the shyest mute who ever lived." She chuckled and the boy in question rolled his eyes. "And now you are one of us. The exchange student, the kid everyone prays they're not partnered with."

"And you?" Draco asked her.

The girl grinned mischievously. "And I'm Pansy, the school les."

***

After Draco's day of school, he walked out the school gate with most of the student body. He walked to the place where Harry had parked his motorcycle at the beginning of the day. The bike was there as well as a note taped to the handle. 'I had practice, either stick around for two hours or find your own way home. -Harry 'Draco sighed and then saw Blaise, one of the members of the group of people he hung out with all day, walking towards a black car, and unlocking it. Draco jogged up to him. "Um, hi Blaise." Draco started awkwardly.

"Hi." Blaise shrugged.

"Um, this might be a lot to ask because I've only known you for a day but can I get a ride to the house I'm staying at?" Draco asked.

Blaise chuckled. "Yeah, sure get in."

"Thank you so much, you're a life saver." Draco laughed as he went around to the left side of the car to get into the passenger seat. Draco put his seat belt on, as did Blaise.

"Now, where am I dropping you off?" Blaise asked him from the driver's seat.

"Um, oh god, I actually don't know the address." Draco realised after a moment of thought. Blaise chuckled. "Sorry, but, I can probably remember how we got home yesterday." Draco proposed hopefully.

Blaise laughed. "Alright, where to?"

"Um, the Hogwarts uniform shop." Draco said.

"That's where you're staying?" Blaise asked confused.

"No, but I know how to get back to the house from there." Draco explained.

"Oh, okay." Blaise laughed and turned the key in the ignition.

***

Eventually Draco was able to lead Blaise back to the farm. "Here we are." Draco said.

Blaise looked out the window at the property. "Isn't this where Harry Potter lives?"

"Um, yeah, why?" Draco asked confused.

"Fucking hate that guy, I don't know how you're going to survive staying there." Blaise said.

"I've lived three nights so far, I think I'll be okay." Draco chuckled and opened the door to step out of the car. Before closing the door he popped his head back into the vehicle. "Thanks again for the ride Blaise."

"All good." Blaise chuckled and Draco shut the car door with a smile. Draco walked up to the front door and waved at Blaise as he did a U-turn and then drove down the driveway.

Draco remembered Remus telling him the day before that the spare key was under the doormat so he grabbed the key and unlocked the door, put the key back and walked into the house, closing the front door behind him.

Draco headed upstairs to his bedroom, he walked in, and popped his bag on the dresser and began to unpack certain things, his water bottle, his iron on Slytherin patch, his P.E gear which he wouldn't need until Wednesday and his sketchbook. Draco toed off his shoes and laid down on his bed. He let out a sigh.

Draco eventually went downstairs with his sketchbook and drew while listening to the tellie on the couch. He must've fallen asleep eventually because when Draco sat up next the clock read 4:45. Harry was now sitting in the armchair and paying close attention to the television.

"How long have you been home?" Draco grumbled.

"Maybe, 20 minutes." Harry shrugged, not letting his eyes leave the action movie on the screen. Draco's eyes flicked to the TV. An actor he faintly recognised was crawling through a vent.

"What is this?" Draco asked as he properly sat up on the couch.

"Die hard." Harry said plainly. "It's about some German terrorists who came and try to steal all this money from this guy's wife's company and he has to save the day." Harry explained simply.

A guy with some swoopy hair, facial hair, a hooked nose and a charming accent came onto the screen and Draco instantly found himself thinking how attractive he was. "Damn, well he's a treat isn't he." Draco chuckled while biting his lip, leaned back onto the armrest slightly.

"As in you think he's hot?" Harry asked with a scrunched up face.

"Well, obviously." Draco said.

Harry looked at him with a disgusted look on his face. "He looks like our headmaster!" Harry screeched.

"Well, it's not like the headmaster isn't attractive." Draco laughed. Harry grimaced making Draco burst out in laughter.

***

When Draco started drawing his diary that night he had trouble narrowing what to draw down but he eventually settled on what to draw and after three long hours he put his diary away and fell asleep under his mountain of blankets.

Chapter Text

Harry woke up to his alarm clock blaring on his bed side table. He slammed his hand down on the off button and groaned before sitting up on his elbows. Sunlight was bright behind the curtains and Harry could hear the birds chirping outside his window.

Harry ran his hand down his face and sat up completely in his bed. He turned and planted his feet firmly on the floor. Shakily he stood up, his feet still felt half asleep, as they always did after a crammed start of term day.

He went to the toilet and then went back to his room to get changed into his school uniform, the red and gold Gryffindor crest standing out proudly on his shirt pocket.

He pulled his sleep t-shirt off of his head in a clean swoop and looked in the mirror at his toned abdomen, he was proud to admit he was starting to develop a six pack. Harry lightly traced the lines of his secret tattoo, his friend Seamus had done it with the tattoo gun he got for his birthday last year. The tattoo was of the Gryffindor crest, it was decently small but stood out on his toned v-line. It wasn't particularly detailed or shaded or anything like that but it was the perfect outline and Harry loved it. He never told Sirius or Remus because he knew they would both freak out but either way, Harry convinced them to let him have piercings, when he was a bit older he could persuade them into letting him get another tattoo.

The boy sucked in a breath as he ran his fingers down the light dusting of hair at the bottom of his naval, he snuck a glance at his alarm clock. 6:05. He had time for a short wank, didn't he? He looked at his obviously not-on uniform, he should really get ready.

Harry sighed to himself and pulled his hand away from the waistband of his pajama trousers. He would have to do it in the shower that night, which Harry never found as pleasurable as he could never bring himself to tear his eyes away from the door, in fear that one of his godfathers could come in.

Harry got dressed in his school uniform and sat on the edge of his bed, his thoughts wandering to yesterday, with his friends. "God have you guys seen the exchange student?" Seamus had asked them when he first joined the other boys at the beginning of period two.

"Not yet, why?" Dean had asked him.

"He is a SNACK!" Seamus had enunciated with a chuckle and a little lip bite.

When Seamus first said that yesterday, Harry's immediate thought was that he had terrible taste, but then he hesitated and thought about it. Draco wasn't a bad looking bloke, and his body was gorgeous, made to be a model. And Harry supposed his hair was nice looking, silky, perfectly trimmed to be in line with his sculpted jaw line, Harry wanted to run his hands through it and perhaps give it a light tug the first time he saw the boy, which, granted was in a picture.

Throughout the rest of yesterday, Harry mainly thought about Seamus' statement. When Harry began to drift off in History class he found his mind imagining Draco and whether he really fit the criteria of a 'snack'. 'No' his mind supplied on instinct but then he pictured Draco's light cherry lips, wrapping around the tip of his dick and found himself agreeing with Seamus as he desperately tried to hide his semi from Ron, who was sitting next to him.

Harry shook himself out of his thoughts and trudged down stairs to watch some early morning TV before breakfast.

***

After Harry had separated from Draco at school he met up with his friends at their usual spot on the bleachers near the swimming pool. "Hey guys." Harry said as he hopped up each bleacher.

"Hey Harry." Ron said with a smile, his girlfriend Hermione practically attached to his arm, her long bushy hair tied up in a plait.

"What are we doing?" Harry asked curiously as he sat down next to Neville, sliding his legs underneath the bleacher above him.

"We were discussing the exchange student." Hermione explained and Ron gave Harry a pointed look. Only Ron knew that Draco was staying with him, he didn't plan on telling anyone else.

"Okay, what about him?" Harry asked confused.

"Well, Nevile said he had three classes with him yesterday and said the boy is very smart and... oh, what was it? Oh, that's right, SMOKING HOT." Hermione laughed loudly as the Neville blushed a bright pink. Harry's friend group was good and diverse, in a way. Both Seamus and Neville were gay, Dean swung both ways, Hermione and Ron are both straight and Harry is... questioning. Their friend group were the only gay kids in the school who weren't bullied at least a little. Their group was popular and they all came out at the same time, meaning no one could touch them.

"Oh, so you have a crush on Draco Malfoy now?" Harry said with a smile however for some reason his fists clenched inside his pockets.

Neville blushed and looked down shyly. "I didn't say that, I just pointed out the fact that he is-"

"SEX ON LEGS, I believe is the term you used." Dean teased with a chuckle.

Harry found himself getting annoyed for no reason. "So what, are you going to like, ask him out?" Harry asked Neville, a slight bitterness in his tone.

"Um-um, well, maybe another day, I want to get to know him a bit more. I was hoping to talk to him after our third class together, fourth period yesterday, during break but I couldn't find him." Neville shrugged, the flush never leaving his face.

"I heard Parkinson's little crew took him in, I saw him getting into Blaise Zabini's car yesterday after school." Seamus added.

"Zabini?!" Harry blurts out annoyed. "As in the Zabini who is known for sleeping around with a bunch of people?" Harry asked and the group all gave him weird looks.

"Um, yeah, he's the only Zabini who goes to our school." Hermione said with a thoughtful expression on her face. "Are you alright Harry?"

Harry scanned his friends confused expressions and let out a long exhale. "Yeah, sorry." Harry muttered, feeling himself calm down as the conversation turned to classes.

***

When Harry walked into his second period math class, he was immediately met with the image of Draco Malfoy, with his stationary all set up, sunlight covering both him and his desk, Tracey Davis sitting beside him.

As the blonde boy twirled his jaw length hair around his finger, Harry, and his teenage boy brain, couldn't help but picture burying his hands in that silky looking blonde hair, so platinum that it was almost white, as the boy sucked him off.

Harry could almost feel it as he slowly walked to his own seat towards the back of the classroom. The way the shorter boy would keen and groan around his cock when Harry would give a particularly hard tug and how he would be able to feel the vibrations of it on the most sensitive part of his body.

Harry, as a horny teenage boy, often found himself drifting off into day dreams during lessons he found particularly boring, and they often involved cock sucking, however, usually not from anyone in particular. Sometimes Harry would imagine roughly fucking someone, those were the kind of day dreams that lasted 15 minutes and he had to rush to the bathroom after to get rid of his desperate hard-on.

Sometimes it was nicer things, like going on a lovely date with someone, or introducing a partner to his godfathers, but even then, the person never had a face that Harry knew just some imaginary man, or sometimes rarely, a woman.

Harry snapped himself back into focus from his questionable day dream about a certain blonde. Already, and it wasn't even his fault, but Draco was breaking his number one rule, don't bother me, which giving him embarrassing boners in class counts as bothering for sure. Whether it was from Harry's imagination or not. He would have to have a talk with him after this class.

***

Once math class wrapped up Harry stayed seated at his spot at the back of the classroom until Draco was finished putting all of his things back into his messenger bag and stood up from the desk, he thanked the teacher and wished her a good day and left the room, Harry following a little behind him.

As the two stepped into the small corridor Harry quickly scanned the area, no people, everyone must've already left for lunch. Harry saw his window and took it. He fiercely shoved Draco against the wall, Draco letting out a little shriek of surprise as Harry pinned both of his wrists beside his head.

Draco's eyes were big and nervous, frantically scanning Harry's face, breathing heavily. "Do you think it's funny!" Harry yelled at him and Draco flinched against the wall.

"What?" Draco muttered.

"Breaking my rules." Harry said angrily. "You've broken two so far!"

"What!? Which ones!? What did I even do?!" Draco exclaimed, confused.

"Don't bother me or my friends." Harry said annoyed, his grip loosening slightly around Draco's wrist.

"I did nothing to you or your friends!" Draco exclaimed. "I've barely seen you apart from in class just now!"

Harry's glare hardened and the blonde gulped nervously, his eyes flicking to his entrapped wrists and back to Harry's face, still panting heavily. Harry scoffed and released the boy's wrists fiercely pushing himself away from the blonde, and stalked off down the corridor.

Draco sucked in a deep breath and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. He had never been so turned on.

***

After calming down, Harry found himself back on the bleachers with his friends, who were all happily chatting. "Oh, I had a class with the exchange student today." Hermione announced, cheerful as always.

"Yeah?" Seamus questioned.

"Yeah, he's in my French class now." Hermione explained, she was the only one out of their friend group who took french, all the boys took Spanish instead.

"Oh, is the tosser any good?" Ron asked.

Hermione's eyes lit up in excitement. "He was fantastic!" She exclaimed and sat up from her leaning position on Ron, facing the whole group. "It was the best french I have ever heard a person speak! He was even better than Mr Malardy!"

"He was better at french than the French teacher? That can't be right, today was his first lesson." Dean said.

"It's true! He said that his dad was born and raised in France and often talks in French." Hermione said with a happy nod.

"What did he say?" Harry asked.

" After Mr Malardy said 'good morning class' to everyone he said, Et bonjour à toi aussi. Which means 'and good morning to you too'. Then Mr Malardy said 'you must be the new exchange student'. And Draco answered, 'Oui, je suis Draco Malfoy, l'étudiant d'échange. Ravie de vous rencontrer.' Which means 'Yes I am Draco Malfoy the exchange student. Lovely to meet you.'" Hermione explained happily.

"Is that it? But, you could say that." Neville asked confused.

"Oh, no that's only the bits I understood, he had quite a long conversation in French with Mr Malardy. It was so impressive." Hermione said with a grin.

"Hey! Don't go cheating on me with the exchange student now, you hear!?" Ron exclaimed teasingly.

"Not gonna happen." Hermione giggled. "Besides, the dude is a flaming homo."

"What? Really?" Neville asked hopefully and Hermione nodded.

"We had to do some icebreakers in French and I was in his group, then a girl, also in our group asked him if he had a girlfriend, in French of course, and he replied, in French, 'No, and I don't ever want one.' then I asked him why not and he said, 'Because I am a homosexual, born and raised'. Followed by a laugh." Hermione explained.

"You hear that Neville? You might actually have a chance." Dean teased the now blushing boy and Harry's fists and jaw clenched at Dean's words.

Harry didn't know what was going on with himself today, just getting annoyed for no reason at all. I wonder why?

Chapter Text

Draco was currently relaxing in the hidden area of the outcast group, during lunch.

"Do you guys ever wonder if we're actually just living in a simulation?" Daphne asked as she took another puff from her almost completely gone joint.

"No." Vince said plainly.

"Yeah, no way, if this was a simulation it would be better." Blaise answered after a second or two of thought and Pansy nodded in agreement.

"Why do you ask?" Millicent asked Daphne. The girl just shrugged in reply.

"What do we have next period?" Draco asked the group, no one in particular.

"We have P.E, we all do." Pansy answered.

"All of us?" Draco asked in confusion.

"Yeah, the whole year group does P.E together." Tracey explained simply.

"Do you guys like P.E?" Draco asked.

Theodore grimaced and shook his head while the others gave a chorus of no's.

"The only good thing is that I'm able to see everyone in tight clothing, the P.E uniform leaves nothing to the imagination." Blaise said, wearing his usual smirk.

"God, you're a whore." Pansy laughed, the rest of the group chucking as well.

"Don't act like you don't love seeing Penelope Clearwater in that tight Ravenclaw uniform." Blaise scoffed and Pansy sucked her lips into her mouth, clearly trying not to laugh.

The group heard the piercing bell ring from the building and collectively groaned, except Theodore who just rolled his eyes and shoved his book back into his messenger bag. The group stood up and began walking to the gymnasium.

As they neared the large building Daphne threw her joint onto the concrete and put it out with her foot. The large group pushed the doors open to find the teacher, Mrs Hooch. "Get in the locker rooms people, girls to the left, boys to the right." She said pointedly and the group split up to go to their designated locker rooms.

When Draco first stepped into the locker room, his eyes widened and he quickly realised that this was not a good place for his horny gay teenage brain. So many shirtless guys, muscles, and messy hair. The group of five outcast boys all froze in their places in the doorway, awkwardly standing amongst the rest of the boys. The others all stared back for maybe fifteen seconds before Harry stepped forward, very shirtless and very muscular. "Are you weirdos gonna get changed or not?"

Draco gulped and the five of them frantically nodded and awkwardly walked towards some empty lockers, all five feeling very out of place. Vince and Greg managed to snag two lockers next to each other, while Theodore opted to get changed in the only toilet stall in the corner of the room. Blaise and Draco both made eye contact and split up to the two spare lockers.

Blaise managed one next to Neville Longbottom. He was in Draco's Drama, Physics and Social Studies classes, he seemed alright, not mean, but not particularly a stand out either. Draco was next to a short Irish boy, Seamus, if Draco remembered correctly and a locker next to him was also taken up, by some Gryiffdor, but Draco didn't know who as all he could see was a red blazer in the locker.

Draco hung his bag on the hook of the locker, keeping his eyes down near his feet so as to not accidentally make eye contact with anyone. He slowly slipped his blazer off and undid his tie, putting both into the locker. He toed off his shoes and socks, again putting them in the locker. Draco sheepishly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders, grabbed his green P.E uniform t-shirt out of his bag, but before getting the chance to put it on, a tall, lightly tanned body appeared next to him.

Draco paused and looked up slightly and sucked in a breath as he saw Harry practically looming over him. Harry chuckled as he talked to the boy to his right, not bothering to pay attention to Draco's shocked expression as he casually slipped his school trousers off and was left in nothing but a pair of very tight boxers.

Draco cleared his throat and resumed his change, slipping the green t-shirt on, with the Slytherin emblem on the back. Draco quickly scanned around him, everyone was deep into their own conversation, even Blaise with Longbottom. Draco frantically pulled his trousers off and pulled his uniform shorts on in a clean swoop.

Draco breathed out in relief and shoved the locker shut and began trudging out of the locker room, sheepishly holding the bottom of his shirt. He pushed open the locker room doors and slipped out through the next set of doors to get to the actual gym. "Sit in your houses." Mrs Hooch called out from the left and Draco complied, going to sit next to Millicent, who was already changed in a matching uniform and clearly awkwardly waiting for the others to show.

"Hello, was that as awful for you as it was for me?" Draco asked her as he took the seat on the tiered seating beside her, the goth girl groaned and nodded.

"Pure torture." She muttered.

Not too long later everyone was out of the changing rooms and the entire group of 7th years were sitting on the tiered seating, in their designated house space. "Now, everyone, can I have your attention!" Mrs Hooch yelled out. "Today's warm up will be rob the nest! I assume you all know how to play."

Ugh, Draco hated Rob the nest he had to play it a lot in his pre-teen years during P.E lessons.

"Alright, Slytherins you're in the top right nest, you got the green balls, Hufflepuff top left, yellow balls, so on. To your spots!" Mrs Hooch called out and the year level all clambered down the tiered seating to get to their corner.

"Oh, but miss, if we're doing house versus house then that isn't fair!" One of Harry's friends called out from the bottom of the tiered seating. It was the redhead, the one Draco had the pleasure of meeting at the supermarket that Sunday.

"How, may I ask Ronald Weasley, is it unfair? There are nine 7th years in each house and no one is absent today." Mrs Hooch asked him expectantly.

"Because the Slytherins don't have any good players among their lot." Ronald laughed.

"Oh, fuck off Wealsey, you ginger fuck whit!" Pansy yelled out angrily and Mrs Hooch turned around angrily.

"That's a warning Parkinson! You know I don't tolerate that kind of language!" The teacher yelled at the girl. Pansy subtly rolled her eyes making Draco chuckle.

Blaise nudged Draco with his elbow. "Check out Michael Corner in Ravenclaw, god he is hot, I mean just look at that arse." Blaise whisper yelled.

"I guess he is kinda nic-" Draco got cut off by a loud whistle being blown and people from the other three houses running around frantically.

"Um, anyone got any ideas?" Daphne asked worriedly.

"Fuck knows, just go for it." Pansy said and began running over to the Hufflepuff corner. Greg followed suit and ran for the Ravenclaw group, Blaise following behind the boy, Daphne sprinted over to the Hufflepuff corner and shrieked as she got cut off by Justin Finch Fletchley.

Theodore stayed close to the gym wall, looking nervous. Vince was whipping his head all around, checking to see if anyone was coming in the Slytherin's direction. Tracey leaned against the wall, scanning the gym with a calculated gaze. Draco and Millicent both made eye contact and both made a run for the Gryffindor corner, which right now, had the most balls.

Out of his peripheral vision he saw Millicent be blocked by Weasley and so she instead ran to the Hufflepuff corner. Draco spotted an opening and began running towards it only to be cut off right near the nest by Harry. The two held a glare for a second or two. "Try me, pretty boy." Harry teased and Draco quickly dived and scrambled to crawl in between Harry's knees, grabbed a ball and sprinted off, Harry hot on his tail, angrily yelling.

"Forget the git, we need you on defence!" Dean Thomas yelled out to Harry and Harry stopped chasing after Draco. Draco threw the ball into the Slytherin nest and then the whistle, signalling the end blew and everyone headed back to their own corner.

After inspecting every nest Mrs Hooch announced the winners. "In fourth place, Hufflepuff with seven balls. Third, Slytherin, nine balls. Second Ravenclaw, eleven balls, and the winners are Gryffindor with 13 balls. Congratulations. Now, today we are playing dodge-ball, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff against Slytherin and Ravenclaw!" Mrs Hooch called out.

***

Draco was sitting in the nurses office with Harry. "Look I said I'm sorry." Harry said annoyed, angrily bouncing his leg.

"You threw the ball right at my fucking face Potter!" Draco said angrily and he kept the ice pack up to his eye and cheek bone.

"Well obviously, I didn't fucking mean to!" Harry yelled, running his hand through his hair with a sigh. Draco rolled his eyes with a scoff.

"This better not fucking bruise!" Draco said loudly and annoyed.

"Oh, it's definitely going to, I totally planned all of this, I just really wanted to see you with purple skin." Harry said sarcastically with an eye roll. "But, yeah, it's probably gonna bruise." He added, not sarcastically.

"Great, exactly what I wanted. A fucking shiner for the rest of my first week at school!" Draco yelled angrily.

"Oh, shut up Malfoy! I already fucking apologised!" Harry yelled, standing up from his chair, dragging his hands through his hair in annoyance.

"Yeah, well, it takes more than one apology for trying to break my face!" Draco yelled standing up too, tossing the ice pack down onto his chair.

"For the last time, it was an accident!" Harry yelled, moving closer to Draco, glaring.

"So is manslaughter!" Draco screamed, moving closer to Harry, also glaring.

"Oh my god, why are you so dramatic!" Harry yelled, scowling down at the blonde. The shorter boy held his glare even as Harry moved even closer. The two boys were fuming and so close that if one of them was to step forward they would walk into the other.

The two boys held eye contact until the med bay door swung open and the two boys swung apart. "Sorry, I didn't realise there would be something to interrupt." Neville shyly said from the doorway.

"No, we-" Both boys quickly started.

"I don't need to know, but the Mrs Pomfrey said that you need to change your ice pack." The boy said and handed a new ice pack to Draco and left the room with an awkward smile.

"Great, now everyone's gonna think you came onto me!" Draco exclaimed.

"Ha! As if, they'll all think you, little gay rich kid, came onto me!" Harry exclaimed.

Draco snorted. "As if, Potter." Draco scoffed and stormed out of the med bay with his messenger bag, his jaw length hair swaying as he went.

Harry was sure he was fuming. He was fuming. Although, if your fuming, are you supposed to have a semi?

***

After the end of day bell rung at 3:00, Draco walked out of the school towards where Harry's motorcycle was parked. As Draco neared the parking space, he noticed the large crowd around it.

"What's going on?" He asked a girl who was near the front, as Draco pushed his way through the gathered people.

"Cho Chang is asking out Harry Potter." The girl muttered back. He pushed his way to the very front in time to see Harry shrug with an awkward smile and the girl's face erupted in joy, as she kissed him on the cheek and pushed her way back through the crowd.

After most of the people left Draco turned to Harry. "Are you gonna take me home now?" He asked him.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Not like I have much of a choice. Get on." Harry said annoyed and handed Draco the spare helmet as Draco and him both mounted the bike.

Draco enjoyed feeling the fresh air move quickly all around them as he and Harry sped through the quiet streets of Elmglen.

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Draco had his arms pinned above his head and his forehead against the wall as Harry fiercely pounded into him. Draco was moaning girlishly and Harry was grunting and thrusting so fast that his lower half just looked like a blur.

"Ugh, harder, Harry!" Draco moaned. "Oh! Right there!" Draco loudly moaned out, only then did he notice his surroundings. The two were fucking against a corridor wall. At school of all places! Oh, but gosh, was that hot.

"I'm gonna cum." Harry gritted. "You want me to cum in your tight little hole, Draco?" Harry asked and Draco moaned in return. "Yeah? You like being split open by my giant cock?" Harry asked.

"YESSSSSSS!" Draco wailed out, cutting off into a high pitched moan as his cock spurted out ropes of white, all over the wall, window and his own uniform shirt. Harry groaned and stopped pistoning his dick into Draco, firmly gripping Draco's hips to-

"AHHHH!" Draco yelled and swiftly sat up in bed, clutching his blankets. He blinked excessively as he took in his surroundings. Just his bedroom, some light shining through the thin curtains. "Oh, my lord." Draco muttered and let himself drop back onto his back, resting his head on the pillow once more. "Great. Now I'm having sex dreams about the bastard." Draco angrily muttered to himself, readjusting his morning wood before pulling the blankets aside, stepping out of his warm bed, grabbing his school uniform and heading out of his room to have a cold shower.

***

Draco joined his friends in their usual spot at lunch time, they were all doing various things. Theodore had his nose in a book, as usual. Daphne was smoking a joint and laughing while having a hushed conversation with Greg, Vince and Blaise, no surprise there. Tracey, Millicent and Pansy were all talking while painting their nails, nothing out of the ordinary.

Except, as soon as they noticed Draco they all bunched up and giggled up at him. Draco's brows furrowed confusion and he put his bag down amongst the rest of them. "What's going on?" He asked the group.

Blaise flicked his eyebrows up suggestively. "Rumour has it that someone has a crush on you mate."

"Excuse me? What have I been at this school for, three minutes?" Draco chuckled, shocked, as he sat down on the soft grassy ground.

"I know right, god boys are horny." Tracey laughed.

"It's a boy?" Draco asked, honestly relieved he didn't have some love struck girl that would be following him around all googly eyes while she twirled her hair around her finger.

Pansy nodded. "Sounds like he has a huge thing for you, apparently even called you sex on legs." Pansy chuckled.

"Ah, yes, top compliment from this mysterious suitor." Draco laughed, a goofy grin on his face. "Do you guys know who it is?" Draco asked.

"Well, yes, we know who it is, but also rumour has it that he is going to ask you out sometime in the next few days and we decided we'd rather see you surprised." Pansy spoke for the group.

"Can you at least give me a hint?" Draco asked. Not going to lie and all jokes aside, somewhere, deep inside Draco's chest, he wanted this secret boy to be Harry although he knew that would never happen he couldn't deny the brunette that haunted his dreams was the hottest person he'd ever seen.

"I suppose." Pansy drew out teasingly. "Okay, he's in Gryffindor. Oh, and he's obviously in our year, you don't have some 14 year old drooling after you." Pansy chuckled getting laughs from most of the group.

Draco felt his breath subtly hitch at the word. There were only nine Gryffindors in his year. Harry, that rude redhead, the redhead's girlfriend, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Seamus' dorm mate, Lavender Brown from his drama class, Parvarti Patil from his French class and Sally-Ann from his Physics class.

Obviously out of those nine the four girls were out, leaving five people his mystery admirer could be. Draco back tracked, Ron was in a relationship. So four people, Harry, Neville, Seamus or Dean.

Draco stayed thinking about these four people even as the conversation amongst the group changed to which classes they had next.

***

Draco walked into his fifth period class, which was chemistry, five minutes late as headmaster Snape had called him into his office during break. "Sorry I'm late Professor Slughorn." Draco said awkwardly.

"Quite alright boy, Headmaster Snape informed me that you would be a little late to join us. Please take a seat." The man said cheerfully. Draco scanned the room looking for an empty seat, the benches were for groups of three and unfortunately Vince, Blaise and Daphne had already claimed a bench for themselves all three shrugging awkwardly and guiltily at the blonde. Draco was confused on why they looked so guilty until he noticed, the only seat left was next to Ronald and Harry, which, from what his friends had told him were the two worst students at chemistry in their year. Great.

Draco slowly made his way to his seat with the two Gryffindors, dropping his bag on the floor before sitting next to Harry, the ginger to his right whispering something in his ear as the blonde sat down.

"Now, as I was saying, today we will be working in your table groups to do an experiment with these five chemicals, now who can name these for me?" Slughorn droned on and Draco inwardly groaned. Fantastic, he was stuck doing a possibly dangerous experiment with the two class idiots.

***

"You idiot! Why would you leave a rubbing alcohol wipe on a Bunsen burner!" Draco yelled at Ronald out in the corridor.

"I didn't leave it on the burner, I left it on the tripod!" Ron yelled back, angrily running his hands through his ginger hair.

"The tripod was above the Bunsen burner you half whit!" Draco yelled. Harry stepped in front of Ron defensively, fists clenched near his sides.

"Hey, you can't blame Ron for all of this." Harry said angrily.

"Yeah, you're right, I can blame you too, in fact wasn't it you who told him the burner was OFF!?" Draco exclaimed sassily as he crossed his arms over his chest a challenging look on his face.

"Alright, what is wrong with you!?" Harry yelled.

Draco stuttered a little. "Um- w- whatever do you mean, Potter?" Draco asked with raised eyebrows. Harry took a few steps towards him, copying him by crossing his own arms around his chiselled chest.

"I mean that you seem to like blaming people for things they didn't mean to do." Harry said.

"I could say the same thing about you, remember when your dads had to tell you off because you threw a tantrum after I messed up your little card game?" Draco said teasingly.

Harry scowled at him yet somehow Draco still found him attractive. "Oh we're trying to embarrass each other now are we?" Harry asked rhetorically. "Well, how about the time I gave you this, when was that, oh yeah just yesterday." Harry grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him towards him, pointing at the black eye Draco was sporting, still slightly visible even through the layers of concealer and foundation.

Draco swallowed and went in for the kill. "And the time I gave you a boner during class?" He asked and Harry froze, his eyes widening in shock and... was that a little bit of fear.

"What?" Harry croaked, his glare faltering.

Draco laughed. "Do I actually look that good while I'm sharpening my pencils?" Harry's lips opened and closed like a fish like he was debating whether to defend himself or not. Draco blinked and leaned back on the balls of his feet a teasing look on his face. "What? Did you think I wouldn't notice Potter? Didn't think I knew about your little secret? Well, it's pretty hard to miss an erection when it's pressing against your leg while you're pinned on a wall." Draco said plainly.

"I- I-" Harry stuttered, nervously looking side to side at his classmates, all staring at the pair in shock as Harry nervously backed away.

"Honestly Potter, if you really thought I wouldn't be able to feel a massive raging hard on pressed against my leg, you're even dumber than you seem." Draco quipped. That was when the red head re-emerged from behind Harry.

"Aw, you're saying that his cock is big." The ginger teased.

Draco scoffed. "No."

"Pretty sure you were." Ron said.

"No, I wasn't." Draco said loudly.

"Yes, you were." Ron said plainly as Draco took a step back.

"No, I wasn't!" Draco yelled.

"Yes you were." Ron repeated.

"N-"

"Alright, that's enough boys!" Slughorn boomed from the doorway. "No permanent damage from the fire, now, shall we continue the practical?" Slughorn asked rhetorically. Draco shot Ron a glare before trudging back into the classroom.

***

When Draco looked up from the path as he walked out for school he saw a huge crowd waiting at the gate. Neville Longbottom at the centre of the half circle of people. "HI Draco." The shy boy said.

"Um- Hi, Longbottom... what's going on?" Draco asked, looking around confused.

"Um, well. Do you- I mean, would you." Neville groaned and rubbed his temple. "Would you like to go on a date with me on Sunday?" Neville asked clearly. Draco's eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Um, wow Neville." Draco spoke in shock scanning the area and saw Harry glaring at him from over to the left. He turned back to Neville. "I'd love to." Draco answered with a smile.

"Alright, cool. I'll meet you at The Three Broomsticks at 12:00?" Neville asked hopefully.

"Sweet. See you there." Draco smiled and gave Neville a finger wave before walking off with a grin on his face, until that is he saw Harry leaning against his motorbike looking pissed off. "What's wrong with you?" Draco asked.

"Your fucking lucky I'm nice and didn't just leave you here. Get on the damn bike." Harry said angrily.

"Not if you ask me like that." Draco said annoyed.

"Look just get on the fucking bike!" Harry yelled aggressively at him and Draco flinched backwards. Harry sighed and shut his eyes. "Please. Just get on the motorbike. Otherwise Sirius and Remus will kill me."

Draco gulped. "Yeah, fine." Draco muttered and climbed onto the vehicle, putting his helmet on.

***

The ride home was very awkward and once they parked the bike at home it got even worse. Harry grumbled as he put the helmets back on the rack. "Look I don't know why you're so pissed off bu-"

"You don't know why I'm pissed off!?" Harry yelled angrily. "I'll tell you why I'm fucking pissed off, it's because you told our whole fucking chem class that I got a boner because of you!"

"Well, it's the truth, don't act like you didn't know that that fucking monster was pressed onto my thigh!" Draco yelled.

Harry scoffed. "You're delusional."

"I'M delusional?! You're the one who got angry at ME because you couldn't control your hormones! DURING A MATHS LESSON!!" Draco yelled at him placing a hand on his hip sassily.

"Don't act like you weren't ROCK hard when I pinned you to that corridor wall." Harry angrily said and Draco's face immediately dropped. "Yeah, don't think I missed that little tid bit during that interaction." Harry spoke calmly and smugly.

Draco faltered but after a second or two he regained his composure. "It's a dick's natural reaction to get hard when something is making contact with it and as far as I'm concerned your thigh was pretty much in-between my legs." Draco said annoyed and he shoved past Harry to get into the house.

"You say that like I forced myself onto you!" Harry yelled, following the blonde into the front door.

"Because you did! You pinned me to the wall against my will and had an erection while doing it!" Draco screamed.

"God, you're so over dramatic you make it sound like I was gonna sexually assault you!" Harry yelled. "Which, by the way, you were clearly turned on by me pinning you to the wall because you were just as hard as said wall." Harry teased.

"Fuck off Potter." Draco scoffed.

"You broke three rules today!" Harry yelled at the blonde. "1. Don't bother my friends. 2. Don't bother me. 3. Don't cause a scene!" Harry yelled.

"That was never a rule!" Draco yelled back, defensively.

"Well, it is now!"

"You can't just add rules!" Draco yelled moving forward.

"I can if I made the rules which by the way I did!" Harry yelled.

"I didn't even make a fucking scene, unless you count the Chem incident which I would hardly consider a scene. It was what, 24 kids?" Draco scoffed.

"Yeah and getting asked out by someone from your enemy house in front of half the school isn't making a scene either." Harry said sarcastically.

"Are you angry at me because YOUR friend asked me out?" Draco scoffed and Harry just glared at him. "I can't deal with this." Draco said and ran up the stairs into his room and didn't come out until dinner time.

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"Did you hear about the party tonight?" Pansy asked the group during lunch time.

"There's a party tonight!?" Daphne asked excitedly, darted up from her laying position on the grass. Draco's brows furrowed, Daphne never got excited, certainly not excited enough to let her joint slip from her mouth. Pansy jerked her eyebrows up, a mischievous grin on her face. "Oh, I am gonna get SO high." Daphne said dreamily as she lay back down, slipping her joint between her lips once more.

"Aren't you always high?" Draco questioned the blonde girl. Greg chuckled from beside Vince.

"You are constantly seeing Daphne at, maybe, 8% high." Greg said after a moment of thought.

"Oh my god, is that all?" Draco asked shocked. Pansy laughed.

"Daph' is never a buzz kill at parties." Pansy said and Blaise chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"Are you gonna come Draco?" Tracey asked him as she filed her nails, looking up at him expectantly.

Draco thought for a second before smirking. "I suppose I could make an appearance. When is it?"

Pansy cracked up in laughter. "This is not a birthday party there is no designated drop off time, you just show up some time after 7:30."

"Okay, then WHERE is it?" Draco asked.

"It's at Steven Cornfoot's place." Blaise answered for her, snatching Daphne's joint and taking a hit for himself before handing it back.

"Sorry have you people forgotten I've lived here for a week?" Draco asked.

"Honestly, yeah." Millicent chuckled.

"I feel like you've just, always been here, like I've known you for just as long as this lot." Vince said thoughtfully. Theodore nodded along to Vince's words.

"But anyway, it's at 17 Lime Lane." Pansy answered after a second of silence.

"Cheers, maybe I'll see you guys there." Draco said.

"Hey, Draco?" Blaise asked him and Draco nodded once in response. "What was yesterday about?"

"Oh yeah!" Daphne exclaimed, rolling over onto her stomach to listen to the conversation properly.

"What do you mean yesterday? What happened yesterday?" Pansy asked, looking to her friends for answers.

"Draco got into a fight with Weasley and Potter." Vince explained to the girl. Pansy's head whipped towards Draco.

"Spill." Pansy exclaimed at Draco.

Draco sighed and slumped against the tree he was leaning on. "Weasley just left some flammable wipes on a Bunsen burner and it caused a fire, we had to leave the class and I got angry at him, Potter defended him, that was all." Draco explained vaguely. Pansy's head snapped to Blaise for assurance. Blaise shook his head with a smirk, Pansy gave him a questioning gaze.

"Well, I remember there being a lot more talk about cocks." Blaise said with a knowing smirk.

"Draco! My word!" Tracey exclaimed dramatically with a mischievous grin.

"Oh, hush up, Tracey." Draco grumbled. Blaise told the story as the rest of the group listened, Draco was feeling really awkward. Once Blaise was finished Pansy turned to Draco a wild look on her face.

"How come this is the first I'm hearing of this?!" She asked with a grin.

Draco shrugged. "It didn't seem necessary to share."

"Are you kidding, we now have permanent defence material against Potter and his dumb-ass mates!" She exclaimed happily. "Oh, my god, we have gotta go to the party tonight, because now we have one over them." She ranted excitedly.

"Fine, I'll go to the party." Draco said.

***

Draco was in his bedroom, laying out choices for what he was going to wear to the party. He had already asked Remus and Sirius if he was allowed to go and they said it was fine as long as Harry drove him there and back.

The party started at 8:00 but Pansy specifically said show up at ten past so at quarter past the group could make a dramatic late entrance. It was currently 6:30 and he finished dinner not long ago, he just wanted to plan.

He was debating between his formal wear outfit he brought with him, a casual outfit or the outfit he wore at the last party he went to at his old school. The formal outfit was a light purple suit, a white button up shirt, a golden belt, gold pocket watch and a golden flower for his boutonniere. Casual was his light purple leather jacket, an aqua marine sleeveless turtleneck and white jeans. But the last, and his personal favourite of the three was a translucent light purple button up shirt and black jeans. Don't judge, he looks good in light purple. Besides, it wasn't like he had much of a choice, Pansy made it clear they would all wear a different colour, Draco claimed purple or violet, Theodore went with indigo, surprisingly Vince wanted pink, Blaise wanted red, Millicent wanted black, Tracey chose yellow, Greg wanted blue meaning Daphne got Orange and Pansy got green.

The question really was, what kind of impression did he want to leave? Powerful and intimidating? Approachable and laid back? Or sexy and available?

The third one it was.

***

Harry dropped Draco off at 10 past and immediately ditched him to go into the house while Draco waited outside for any sign of his friends. He soon spotted pansy, looking even more gorgeous than usual.

"Pansy!" Draco called out, pushing himself off the fence towards the short girl, although not so short anymore considering she was in high heels. "Wow, don't you look a treat." Draco quipped with a chuckle. The girl smirked in return.

Pansy was wearing a dark green halter neck dress that only reached her mid thigh, it had a cut out to show her cleavage, even though the girl was not particularly busty. She had matched the dress with fishnet stockings and black high heels, her short black hair slightly tidier than usual and she obviously had some makeup on.

"Thank you Darling, you don't look bad yourself." She chuckled as she brushed a stray hair away from her face. "Oh look, there's Greg, looking as handsome as ever." She laughed and the pair made their way over to the curly haired boy. Greg had opted for a dark blue blazer, black trousers and a grey button up underneath.

"Well, someone tidies up nicely." Draco chuckled, the boy scratched his neck with a chuckle.

"It's actually my brother's suit, he wore it to the leaver's dinner two years back." He clarified.

"Well, whether it's yours or not, you look lovely." Pansy said honestly.

"Yeah! Let's get this party started!" The three hear a voice yell and look over to see Daphne, joint in hand of course, a golden purse, no doubt filled with more weed. The girl was wearing a sleeveless orange ruffle dress that was slightly longer than Pansy's. She had a lot of gold jewellery on and had her hair in a fancier version of the bun she wore to school everyday.

"God, the boys are gonna go crazy for you tonight!" Pansy exclaimed to the blonde girl who was clearly already slightly high, but yet again Draco had never seen her not slightly high.

"Yes, my tits will draw their attention." She said jokingly running her hands down her body sillily.

"What tits?" Greg muttered, loud enough for the group to hear.

Daphne laughed loudly. "Hey, there is nothing wrong with being the shape of a white board duster."

Pretty soon the whole group was here, Vince wearing a baby pink button up, magenta tie and black trousers. Theodore was sporting a lovely indigo waist coat over a white button up with indigo trousers. Blaise was wearing a completely unbuttoned white shirt with a red flocked suit. Tracey was wearing a pastel yellow dress that left little to the imagination and Millicent was wearing a goth dress that reached her knees but had a long slit that allowed everyone to see the side of her underwear, she had a choker on as well as spike earrings and her usual stud nose piercing had been replaced but a spike as well, she was wearing black knee high platform boots and had her long black hair tied in a high ponytail.

"Alright, we are now fashionably late, I say we go in, and remember to look sexy and powerful, we stick together until drinks, then we'll see. All right everyone let's fucking do it!" Pansy exclaimed and the group walked up the front steps and pushed open the front door.

***

Draco knew he was hammered. The group had been at the party for a good 3 hours now and Draco was a lot drunker than he planned on getting. He was currently standing alone in the corner of the lounge, feeling a little overwhelmed and queezy.

Longbottom stumbled up to him. "Hi Draco, I'm looking forward to our date on Sunday." The boy slurred, clearly almost as intoxicated as Draco. The blonde swallowed some foul tasting spit.

"Yeah, me too." Draco chuckled.

The shy boy looked at Draco's empty hands. "I'll go get us some drinks." Neville declared and began weaving through the countless bodies in the direction of the kitchen. While Neville was stumbling out of the lounge, Harry had just come in from the entrance hall. Harry had to stay sober all night as he would be driving Draco home, usually Harry would be really pissed but Harry couldn't help but think that being drunk around Draco would bring up some problems that he wasn't quite ready to face. Harry scanned the room, looking for his friends but instead found the blonde man standing alone in the corner of the room, no one engaging in conversation with him and no drink in hand. Harry bit his lip and went to go fetch himself a refill and Draco a cup of whiskey and cola.

While in the kitchen which was now just a makeshift bar, bottles of alcohol of all sorts scattered the bench, Harry caught a common sight at these parties, Neville and Dean holding Seamus's legs up while he did a keg stand. Harry chuckled at his friends' shenanigans and poured the drinks into the two silo cups.

Harry shoved his way back through the busy room to the corner where the blonde was still patiently waiting for God knows what. "Here, I got you a drink." Harry said to the shorter boy.

Draco looked up at him with big round eyes, clearly very drunk "Thanks." He grabbed the drink and took a gulp as Harry raked his eyes over the boy's body and outfit. Draco lowered the cup from his mouth. "Cheers Neville." The blonde said and bumped his cup against Harry's, taking another sip while Harry stood frozen like one o'clock half struck for a second before Draco lowered the cup once more.

"I'm not Ne-"

"Ugh, kiss me, I'm horny." The blonde said and pounced on the taller boy, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck and standing up onto his tippy toes to reach his lips. The paler boy fell back onto his heels looking confused on why his thought to be date, didn't reciprocate the kiss.

Harry gulped, god he was going to regret this so much tomorrow. Harry pulled Draco's chin back up and planted his lips firmly back onto his own. Draco let out a noise of content as he pushed back onto his toes to reach comfortably. After a couple seconds Draco pulled away, not yet settling back onto flat feet, took a breath in and fiercely shoved their mouths together, passionately kissing the boy.

Harry, after a millisecond of internal debate kissed back with just as much force, making Draco whine into his mouth. Harry nipped on his lower nip and the blonde allowed the brunette's tongue to make his way in and explore his mouth. As the kiss got more and more heated and as the shorter boy made more and more sounds of pleasure, Harry felt worse and worse about this. But then, oh, then, Draco pushed a thigh in-between his legs and Harry forgot any remorse he had felt.

The pair carried on like this for a minute or two before Draco pulled them out of the moment and whispered. "Do you wanna fuck me, Neville?"

Harry froze. Suddenly all the guilt was back, crashing down on him like a wave. Harry scanned the boy's face and gulped. He couldn't. Not if he wanted to keep his conscience. "Um, go have a drink of water to sober up and then we'll see." Harry told him, trying to replicate Neville's voice as much as he could which was no doubt unnecessary as the blonde was both drunk on whiskey and lust.

"Okay." Draco said with a nod before starting to trudge off slowly into the lounge. Once Draco was out for eye line Harry ran to the other door to the lounge, shoving people out of his way, past the staircase, past the front door, through the dining room and into the kitchen. He spotted Draco entering the room at his slow pace, Harry quickly, ran up to the blonde boy and gripped his forearm.

"Come on Malfoy, we've gotta go, Remus and Sirius said they wanted us back by 12:30." Harry grumbled and dragged Draco past people, the boy too drunk to complain. As they passed Pansy Parkinson, flirting with some Ravenclaw chick, Draco called out.

"Bye Pansy! Tell the others I'm going home!" Pansy smirked after hearing Draco say this, clearly thinking Potter was taking him back to his place to fuck him because Blaise was still the only one who knew Draco lived with him and his god fathers.

"Okay Draco! Have fun! Use protection!" She yelled out with a laugh.

***

The ride home was kind of a blur for Draco and for Harry it was spent stressing about the fact he had spent 10 minutes snogging his friend's crush, not only that, but Neville was going on his first date with him on SUNDAY. Only one day away.

What had Harry done?

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Harry hadn't slept at all that night whereas Draco's snoring was loud enough to be heard through the wall. After coming home, Harry helped Draco up the stairs and into his bed and then departed into his own room, trying to fall asleep under his Nirvana poster that adorned the spot above his bed.

His head was practically bursting with thoughts, his mind too wild to even completely process a single one. He had done stupid things in the past, what teenager hadn't, but this was a new level. Snogging someone who was so hammered they thought he was someone else, that was a new low, even for Harry.

Meanwhile, in the room next door Draco was ending a phone call with his mother. "Again, I'm so sorry I couldn't call on Tuesday like I said I would, Darling." Narcissa was wrapping up.

"It's fine mum, just, maybe don't call early on a Saturday morning again because the phone is very loud and also, like, right next to my pillow." Draco said.

"Alright Darling, I'll talk to you sometime next week, bye-bye." Narcissa said.

"Bye mum." Draco said and he then heard the noise telling him that his mother had hung up. Christ, he was so hungover.

Back in Harry's room, the alarm clocks blaring made him frantically bolt up and slam the off button. "Ugh." He groaned, now that he was sitting up he had no excuse to stay laying down all day. He slipped off his almost fully open black button up shirt he was still wearing from the party. He sighed and began to unbutton his jeans, also from the previous night.

Three buttons in, Sirius burst through the door. "Ah!" Harry exclaimed and fumbled to do his trousers back up . "What the fuc-"

"We need to talk, Harry. Downstairs, 2 minutes." The long haired man said sternly, leaving now room for negotiation as he walked out the room.

"What the fuck is wrong with this household." Harry grumbled as he did his jeans up completely, slipped on a t-shirt he had sitting on his desk as he couldn't be bothered putting his clean folded laundry away, and headed downstairs.

Remus was sitting at the table with one leg crossed over the other, fingers tapping on the table. Sirius was standing, head to his chest, arms on the table spread out in a triangle. As the stairs creaked on the last step of Harry's trudge down them, the two men's heads snapped up.

"So, what are we talking about?" Harry asked confused, eyebrows furrowing at his fathers' serious expressions. He moved towards the table, not sitting down but hand hovering over the back of the seat hesitating as to whether this was a sitting down matter.

"This arrived in the post this morning." Remus told him, holding up a video tape. "Your headmaster has sent us this video tape as well as a letter explaining what's on it." Remus explained. Sirius held up the letter and slid it over for Harry to read.

Dear Mr Black and Mr Lupin,
I am writing this to inform you of three incidents that have occurred this week at school, to do with your son Harry Potter and the student in your temporary care, Draco Malfoy. On the tape are three clips of security camera footage from the cameras we have around the school.

The first clip was recorded on Tuesday this week, the second on Wednesday and the third on Thursday.

First: We obviously do not allow physical violence of any kind at Hogwarts, pinning someone to a wall by their wrists does fit into this category.

Second: Again, we do not condone violence or verbal fighting, throwing a dodgeball at someone's head, accident or not, as well as yelling fits into these categories.

Third: Once more, verbal fighting is not allowed and we obviously do not encourage exposing personal things to entire class groups.

I would appreciate if you could talk to the two boys about these incidents and encourage them to change their behaviour. If this continues we, the staff of Hogwarts, will possibly have to step in and confront the behaviour.

Sincerely,
Headmaster Severus Snape.

***

Harry felt his stomach drop, he had never been in trouble enough for a letter to be sent home. Then it dawned on him. The footage from Thursday, based on what Snape had written was the incident after chemistry class meaning Remus and Sirius now knew what the rest of his class now knew, that Harry had been turned on by Draco to such an extent to get a boner during a lesson. "I-" Harry stuttered.

"Now, Harry, we're not going to force you to explain the... thing you and Draco were arguing about in the third video but you have never been the type who has regular fights with people. What's been going on?" Remus asked.

Harry gulped. Well, might as well lie. "Um, I've just been on edge because of the Fred thing that happened." He said with a small stutter.

"Cut the bullshit." Sirius said plainly and Remus rubbed his temple.

Harry sighed. "I've just been stressed and on edge." Harry said truthfully yet vaguely.

"Why? Nothing has changed for us. Nothing too drastic anyway, not like when I was in jail for 6 months, then you had fighting but this seems to be random. I know that we have someone else here but we're not asking you two to be best mates." Sirius asked him.

"I-... I just don't like having Malfoy around I guess." Harry told them.

"Well we know that's a lie." Remus whispered and chuckled to himself. Harry swallowed with a scowl.

"I thought we weren't going to talk about that." Harry gritted out.

"Oh please, it's not as if we're going to kick you out for being gay." Sirius said with a small chuckle.

"I'm not gay!" Harry was quick to exclaim.

"Well you must be a little gay if you got a boner 'cause of a guy." Sirius reasoned with grin.

"No! Not even a little bit! I'm not gay!" Harry yelled. As Harry said this Draco was coming towards the bottom of the stairs, all bed hair and pyjamas.

"Who's gay?" Draco asked, confused.

"Harry." Remus answered plainly at the same time as Harry yelled 'Not me!'

"Harry's gay?!" Draco asked, mocking surprise and Sirius snorted.

"I'm not gay!"

"Not even a little bit?" Draco teased.

"No!"

"Not even a teency weency witty bitty bit ga-"

"No! I'm not a fucking faggot alright!" Harry yelled loudly. Remus, Draco and Sirius froze, looks of disgust, shock and utter disappointment morphing onto their faces.

"Harry go to your room now!" Remus yelled angrily.

Harry, breathing heavily. "Bu-"

"You heard your father, get up the fucking stairs and into your room!" Sirius said.

Harry's expression changed into a glare as he sprinted past Draco, up the staircase and into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"He's got some fucking nerve to say that word in front of three gay men." Draco said quietly as Sirius rubbed his partner's shoulders.

The two older men's eyes went to Draco. "Yeah." Sirius whispered plainly a small smile on his face despite what just happened.

Just then Draco heard the familiar ring of the telephone that was upstairs next to his bed. "I'll get it." Draco said and jogged up the stairs and into the room. "Hello?" Draco answered.

"Hey Draco." Draco heard Blaise's familiar voice drawl from the phone.

"Hey Blaise, what's the occasion?" Draco asked as none of his friends ever called him before.

"You need to call Pansy as soon as possible." Blaise told him.

"Why? What's happened?" Draco asked.

"She is convinced that you and Potter hooked up last night because she saw you and him leave the party together." Blaise told him.

Draco ran his free hand down his face. "Right, she still doesn't know that I live with the git."

"I assumed that was the case."

"Yeah, I'll call her, what's her number?" Draco asked.

"It's 021.."

***

"Hey Pansy, it's Draco." Draco spoke into the phone.

"Pansy! The phones for you!" The voice that he initially thought was Pansy's yelled on the other side. In a couple seconds he heard Pansy's voice say 'Hey Darling.'

"Wow, you sound like your mum." Draco laughed.

"That was actually my brother, Nolan." Pansy chuckled into the phone.

"Oh, wow, you two sound alike." Draco said, surprised.

"Funny that since we're related. Anyway, what do you want?" Pansy asked him.

"Oh about Potter-"

"Oh that's right! How was he? You know rumours say he's an 8 incher." Pansy said.

"Oh my god." Draco whispered. "No, it's more about the fact that we definitely didn't hook up last night." Draco told her.

Pansy laughed. "Yeah, that's why Millicent said she caught you guys making out and then I saw him drag you out of the house." Pansy said, clearly not believing him.

"No, I live with the fucker, I'm staying with Sirius and Remus while i'm in town." Draco said before fully registering what the girl had said. "Wait what? Milli is a liar." Draco said.

"Um, I'm pretty sure she's not because Greg said he saw you two snogging as well." Pansy said.

"But... that can't be right, I didn't snog anyone except... well, no one." Draco said after a moment of thought.

"Well I'm pretty sure they're not lying so maybe check that out. Tata Darling, lovely speaking with you." Pansy said and hung up.

Draco furrowed his brows, he didn't snog anyone did he? He definitely didn't remember if he did. Confused and nervous he exited his room and took the few short steps to Harry's bedroom door and entered without knocking.

"We didn't snog last night did we?" Draco asked and then paused as he saw Harry sitting on the bed, head buried in his knees, shoulder's shaking.

"Yeah." Harry mumbled into his knees.

"Did we!?" Draco exclaimed.

"I don't fucking know, just get out of my room." Harry sobbed loudly. Draco was about to when he stopped.

"Why are you crying?" Draco asked him.

"I'm not fucking crying!" Harry yelled, lifting his face to show his red, swollen eyes and the wet lines running down his cheeks that gave away his lie.

"Just like you're not gay." Draco muttered and hesitantly moved towards the bed. Draco carefully sat down across from Harry, keeping eyes on him as if he might attack at any moment.

"What are you doing?" Harry mumbled.

"Trying to not be a prick, something you are constantly failing at." Draco said with an eye roll.

"I don't even know you." Harry said and Draco rolled his eyes again.

"You don't have to know me for me to know that you're a prick to me." Draco told him. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"What's there to talk about!?" Harry exclaimed annoyed.

"Why you're crying?" Draco suggested. He wasn't very good at comforting crying people, he never had been.

"Because I'm gay! At least... I'm a little bit gay." Harry said sadly. "I must be gay to a certain extent if I get turned on by looking at you." Harry mumbled and Draco's eyes widened.

"We're being blunt then." Draco muttered.

"What's the point in not being blunt!?" Harry exclaimed, his head coming up from his knees to look at Draco. "I think you're hot! You turn me on! You are sexy! I want to fuck you! You make me horny! What is the point in lying, by now half the fucking year, teachers and my parents know!? Why shouldn't you!?" Harry yelled.

"Wow, you just said a lot of things." Draco said shocked.

"If you don't want to hear the truth than get out of my fucking room!" Harry yelled and Draco scurried to get off the bed and to the door but paused at the handle.

Draco turned to look over his shoulder at the brunette boy. "The feeling's mutual, Potter." Draco said. Harry's eyebrows raised, almost hitting his hair line.

Draco turned his head around and exited the room, closing the door behind him. He went back into his own bedroom, closing the door and slid down it onto the floor with a deep exhale.

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Today was the day that both boys had their dates. Harry with Cho Chang and of course Draco with Neville Longbottom. The morning before said dates was one of the most awkward mornings of their lives, filled with awkward silences and trying not to touch each other directly while cramped next to each other in the truck because of course both of their dates were at the same time. Different places, but still.

Yesterday afternoon's words still loomed over them like a mixed cloud of regret, relief and everything in between.

After being dropped off by Remus the two met with their dates, Draco at the same pub he went to last Sunday and Harry at the lake waiting for Cho to arrive.

To cut a long story short, Cho arrived 20 minutes late as she had 'forgotten what time they decided on' and Neville was painfully sweet and considerate to Draco. As much as Draco enjoyed his afternoon he found the boy was lacking in something spectacularly important. Sex appeal. The boy seemed so sweet and kind, Draco was more looking for someone who could fuck his brains out, give him a good laugh and still have enough energy to cuddle Draco in their sleep. That was the guy he wanted.

Later that same day, about an hour before dinner Sirius and Remus got a phone call and told Draco to stay there while the two partners went to deal with whatever issue had come up. Harry still wasn't back from his date yet, meaning Draco was left alone until around five o'clock when Harry walked through the front door, removed his shoes and walked straight up to his bedroom without acknowledging Draco's existence at all nor the lack of his godfathers. Draco spent 15 minutes debating whether to go upstairs or not. He ended up on a hesitant yes.

Draco swung open Harry's bedroom door but stayed in the doorway and leaned on the door frame. "How'd it go with the Chang girl?" Draco asked Harry, who remained with his back towards him.

"She asked me out for a second date." Harry answered plainly, not bothering to turn and look at Draco.

Draco felt a tingle of disappointment in his chest. He swallowed down some courage and spoke up. "Oh. I believe that I might've misread whatever happened yester-"

"I told her no." Harry said to Draco, turning slightly to look over his shoulder at the blonde. Draco's eyebrows jumped up and jaw opened slightly. "How'd it go with Neville?" The brunette asked, moving to sit on the corner of the bed so he could either see Draco or couldn't.

"I told him." Draco said after a few seconds of thought. Harry's head raised and made eye contact with Draco.

"Told him what?" Harry asked nervously.

"That I had an interest in someone else but that he seems like a lovely guy. " Draco explained.

"Is that it?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Um, I, might've tried to play Cupid a little and try to convince Neville to talk to my friend Theodore." Draco said with a nervous grimace, clearly hoping Harry wouldn't get weird about it. There was nothing but silence for a while until Harry cleared his throat and decided to speak.

"I-I don't think we should be together... yet." Harry whispered the end. Draco gave a small surprised smile.

"I was under the impression that we wouldn't ever be together." Draco said. Harry's head snapped up to look him in the eye.

"Oh. Right. Sorry?" Harry said confused.

"I just thought this would be more of a casual thing..." Draco trailed off.

"Casual. Okay, I- I quite enjoy that idea." Harry mumbled.

"Yeah. You know, skip straight to the best bit." Draco laughed awkwardly. The two stared at each other in silence for a hot minute as Draco moved closer to the bed where Harry was sitting. Draco bit his lip and that was all it took for Harry to spring up off the bed and push their lips together.

Draco let out a surprised sound in the back of his throat, that sound however, quickly changed to a moan of enjoyment as he kissed back and brought his hands up to wrap around the back of his neck.

Harry flicked Draco's bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, coaxing Draco to part his lips and let him through. Draco opened his mouth for the taller boy and let him explore every centimetre of his mouth. Harry let out a deep groan and placed his big hands on Draco's waist, pulling him closer making Draco let out a noise of appreciation.

Harry pulled away from the kiss, leaving both boys panting. Draco looked up at Harry with his wide eyes, pink cheeks and swollen lips. "Fuck." Harry muttered at Draco's appearance. Harry planted his lips back onto the blonde's and squeezed the boy's waist tighter. Harry moved his head down to kiss and nip at Draco's jaw. The smaller boy moved his head back to give Harry more room and Harry's kisses drew down to his pulse point. Draco let out a short breathy moan at the feeling of a hickey being left on his pale, porcelain like skin.

Harry, not removing his lips from Draco's neck, moved his hand down to grip the join between Draco's arse and thigh, lifting his leg up slightly. "I'm gonna move us." Harry mumbled into Draco's collar bone.

"Wha-" Draco was cut off by Harry spinning them around and laying them both on the bed, disconnecting them to let Draco, wide eyed and blushing, shimmy up to the pillows. Harry climbed up the bed and hovered above Draco's lean frame. Harry moved his hand and pulled Draco's thigh to his hip leaving the spot in between Draco's legs open for Harry to sit in.

Draco shuffled into Harry's lap, placing his legs on either side of the brunette's thighs. "Payback." Draco muttered into the space between the two and lent down to suck Harry's neck. Harry let Draco to suckle his neck for a few seconds before he chuckled gruffly.

"It's cute that you think you're in control." Harry said with a grin. Draco pulled away with a huff.

"How do you know I'm not." Draco asked him and Harry couldn't help but snort.

"YOU are not a top." Harry laughed.

"And how would you know?" Draco asked sassily.

"Malfoy, look at yourself, you just look like you were made to take a dick." Harry spoke seductively even though his words were anything but graceful. "Come on, you can't say that I'm wrong."

Draco let out a shaky breath. "I-I suppose you do have the more... manly figure out of us two."

Harry scoffed with a grin. "Say it anyway you want, you are a bottom bitch."

Draco adjusted his posture and exhaled. "Prove it then." He whispered and Harry's eyes darkened. Harry flipped the two around in a smooth movement, Draco letting out a shocked shriek as Harry reattached his lips to his neck.

It wasn't long before Draco noticed it. For the second time in his life, Harry Potter's erection was pressed against his hip. Draco wouldn't be able to use it as teasing material this time as his own cock was just as hard and currently pressed against Potter's meaty thigh.

Harry made a slight movement through his whole body as he moved his lips up to attack Draco's mouth, making his thigh push against Draco's tight trousers. Draco let out a quiet moan at the feeling of pressure against his straining cock, his hips impulsively jolting upward to seek more friction, drawing a throaty groan from Harry as he rubbed against the brunette's tenting trousers.

Harry's hands fumbled for Draco's hips and pulled them closer to his own, keeping his thigh in between Draco's legs. Their kiss was broken as both boys pulled away to let out various sounds of pleasure as they ground against each other.

"Fuck." Harry grumbled. "God, you're so fucking hot." He groaned to Draco. Draco let out a breathy moan and shuffled up the pillows to bring his hands up to cup Harry's face as their lips collided again. This action, while making Harry groan into the blonde's mouth, it also made his thigh slip out from in between Draco's legs. Grumbling in annoyance, Harry reached down to palm his own rock hard cock from inside his trousers.

Draco reached down to slap Harry's hand away, replacing it with his own. Harry let out a loud, drawn out groan and mirrored Draco's action, palming the shorter man's cock through his trousers. Draco arched up into Harry's touch with a moan, squeezing the brunette's cock harder in his hand.

Draco pulled his hand away, fumbling for Harry's zipper but Harry pulled away before he could unzip it. "W-wait." Harry mumbled, pulling out of the kiss.

"What? What's wrong?" Draco asked with a hooded gaze.

Harry took a deep breath and screwed his eyes shut to exhale, opening them again after, like what he was about to say was embarrassing for him. "I've um... I've never done... that before... with a guy." Harry confessed.

"Done what?" Draco asked confused. Harry gave him an annoyed look.

"You cannot possibly be that dense." Harry said. Draco's brows furrowed and then he realised what he meant and burst out laughing. "Oh, stop teasing me will you! Not everyone is an experienced homo." Harry defended, sitting back on his heels. Draco adjusted his posture while attempting to stifle his laugh. Draco sat cross legged across from the brunette with the annoyed yet self conscious expression.

"You cannot possibly think that we were about to fuck right here right now." Draco said with an amused smile.

"Well... weren't we?" Harry asked cautiously, confusion written on his face.

Draco chuckled. "No."

"But you were all moaning and writhing underneath me!" Harry defended.

"Yeah, that doesn't mean I was about to have your cock up my arse." Draco said.

Harry went silent for a little while, hesitating before continuing. "Then, why were you gonna undo my trousers? You seemed like you wanted to fuck."

"Well, before you pulled away, I was going to ask if you wanted a hand job." Draco said with a pointed expression. "And um, if you could return the favour." Draco added quietly, looking down at the red bedspread underneath him.

"Oh... is it too late to say yes?" Harry asked awkwardly.

Draco smirked without raising his head. "Yeah, it's too late, the moment's gone."

"Well, we can always bring the moment back." Harry suggested, attempting to sound as if he didn't desperately want a hand job.

"Nah, I'm not in the mood anymore." Draco said, lying but wanting to tease the boy.

He heard Harry huff. "Are you really gonna make me beg for you to give me a hand job?"

Draco finally raised his head up, the smirk still on his face. "Yeah, I am."

Harry groaned in frustration. "Can you give me a hand job?" Harry asked.

Draco hummed as if in thought. "Well, you didn't ask very nicely."

"PLEASE, may I have a hand job."

"Do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me." Draco smirked.

Harry scowled. "Please will you give me a hand job, Malfoy."

"Well, because you asked me so nicely, yes, Potter, I will give you a hand job." Draco said with a grin. Harry smiled back and leaned back on his hands. Draco moved forward towards the brunette boy.

Draco ran his hands up Harry's thigh until he reached the zipper for his trousers. Draco pulled down the zipper and Harry lifted his hips to let the blonde tug his trousers down to his lower thighs. Harry was wearing a pair of dark red silk boxers, that were tenting intensely.

"God, you really take this Gryffindor thing seriously." Draco chuckled. Harry shrugged and pumped his hips up, almost to remind Draco that he had a hard on. Draco smirked and palmed the bulge through the thin material, making Harry bite his lip and tilt his head back.

Draco pulled Harry's boxers down to his thighs as well, his hard cock bouncing up after being freed from its confines. Draco dragged his knuckles up the underside of his cock, Harry letting out a sharp exhale at the motion. A drop of pearly pre-come burst out the tip and Draco licked his lips unconsciously.

Draco grasped the boner in front of him and Harry let a hiss out through his teeth. "Hmm, well I can see it's not gonna take much." Draco chuckled.

"You can't tell me that our make out session didn't leave you all hot and bothered." Harry gritted out through his clenched jaw.

"True." Draco remarked and pulled his tight hand up and down his cock in slow strokes, gradually speeding up. It carried on like that for about 20 seconds before Harry let out an especially loud groan.

"I-I'm gonna cum." Harry croaked out, his head still thrown back.

"Already?" Draco asked, a bit surprised.

"Mmhmm." Harry groaned.

"Jeez, I must be fucking great at giving hand jobs." Draco chuckled.

"Yeah, better than Ginny at least." Harry laughed breathily. Now that sent a beam of pride through Draco but before he could brag Harry let out another loud groan. "I'm cumming."

Draco couldn't get a word in before Harry's cock let out an explosion of semen onto his stomach and Draco's fist. Harry let out another groan as he fell back onto his back, panting. Draco gulped, he had to admit, seeing Potter cum made Harry more turned on than he would care to admit.

"Can you do me now?" Draco asked.

"I don't know, you didn't ask very nicely." Harry teased as he sat back up and tucked his soft cock back into his boxers, a smirk resting on his face.

Draco scowled. "Seriously?" He asked annoyed.

"Mhm. I quite enjoy the idea of seeing you beg." Harry smirked.

Draco thought for a moment before settling into a mischievous smirk. "You want me to beg?"

Harry faltered for a moment, clearly not expecting Draco to be so willing. "Yeah." He said plainly.

"Well alright then." Draco said. He climbed into Potter's lap and placed his legs either side of the brunette's thighs, pulling a pout onto his face. "Please, oh please could you give me a hand job, Potter, I'm oh so desperate for your hand on my hard and leaking cock." Draco said and bit his lip, gently thrusting forward into Harry's hand that was resting on his thigh.

Harry's eyes widened and darkened simultaneously. "Well, how can I argue with such a polite request?" Harry said with a cheeky grin. Draco mirrored his grin and wrapped his arms around the back of the taller boy's neck, pulling them into a kiss.

The sound of footsteps travelled up from downstairs as well as the sound of the front door closing. Harry and Draco paused their kissing quickly, eyes darting to the open bedroom door. Their eyes met and Draco whispered into the small space between them. "You don't think it's a burglar do you?" Draco whispered, nerves evident in his tone.

"Harry?! Draco?!" There came a yell from downstairs and the two boys let out a breath of relief. "Are you guys upstairs?!" Sirius called out and the two teenagers heard the sound of footsteps making their way up the staircase.

The two sprung apart, Draco quickly diving for the closet without even thinking as Harry frantically did up his pants and led back on his messed up pillows, grabbing a random book off his shelf and flicking to a random page just as Sirius came in.

"Oh, there you are." Sirius said and took a few steps closer to the bed. "Where's Draco?"

"In his room as far as I know." Harry lied.

Sirius' eyes flicked down to the book in Harry's hand, 'The Oxford English Dictionary'. "And what were YOU doing?"

"Reading." Harry said nervously, gesturing to the book in his hands.

"Reading the dictionary?" Sirius asked pointedly, clearly suspicious of Harry's odd behaviour.

"Um... yeah?" Harry said, although it sounded more like a question.

Sirius' eyes narrowed and he quickly snatched the book out of Harry's hands and scanned the page he was reading. His expression turned into one of understanding, or could it be pity, Harry wasn't quite sure. "Oh, Harry, you don't have to worry. You know we won't judge you if you are gay." Sirius said honestly, resting a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"What?!" Harry exclaimed. Sirius turned the page towards the younger boy. 'Homosexuality' was at the top of the page. "No, Sirius, I swear-"

"Harry, it's okay, you know me or Remus won't care." Sirius said. Harry's eyes darted over to his closet where Draco was exiting from, as quietly as he could manage. Draco slipped out the room and down the hall, presumably to his own bedroom. "Just know that we care about you Harry." Sirius said and headed for the door with a small smile. Harry soon could hear his descending footsteps down the creaky stairs and let out a breath of relief.

Meanwhile, Draco was very frustrated while wanking instead of enjoying the hand job from a hot boy his age he could've been having right now. Oh, why did Sirius and Remus have to return then.

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Draco woke up earlier than usual on Monday morning. Not by much, only about 30 minutes earlier but it still gave Draco a little time to draw. He stared at the blank page of his sketchbook for a little before he settled on drawing the main thing that was stuck in his mind. Harry's big hard cock.

It was all Draco could think about, which, by itself sounds really unhealthy but as a very gay, seventeen year old boy who has his own room, he thought about cocks more often then you'd think.

He finished the quite detailed, grossly so, drawing by going over the lines in black fine liner. After rubbing out the pencil lines underneath it, he set the book down and admired his work. He was getting better at drawing realism, he decided proudly.

His door swung open while he was on the floor sliding his pencil case filled with art supplies back into his school bag. "Morning Draco!" Came Remus's cheery words. "Oh cool, what'cha been drawing?" The tall man asked rhetorically as he went over and picked up the open sketchbook on Draco's bed. Before Draco could snatch the book back Remus was stuttering and stumbling and blinking excessively before slamming the book closed again. Remus stood gobsmacked for a couple seconds. Draco sighed awkwardly and carefully grabbed the closed book from the man's frozen hands, slipping it back into his bedside drawer. He inhaled nervously before turning around to face the scarred man again. Remus looked at him, regret written on his face."I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have loo-"

"It's fine." Draco said quickly, awkwardly looking down at his feet.

"Um, breakfast is on the table, downstairs. It's french toast." Remus said after clearing his throat. "Um-uh sorry again." He stuttered out before promptly leaving the room. Draco sighed and sat back down on his bed. Why did terrible things always occur before breakfast?

***

Harry parked further away from the school gates than usual that morning. Instead of their usual spot of the motorcycle parking space just around the corner, he parked near the small back entrance to the school, his bike under a tree near the curb.

"Why have we parked back here?" Draco asked confused. Harry bit his lip and glanced side to side, over his shoulder and towards the gate. Draco raised his eyebrows at the brunette, waiting for an answer. Harry exhaled before moving forward and planting his lips on Draco's.

The blonde let out a surprised sound as Harry walked forwards until Draco's back came into contact with the brick wall which surrounded the school grounds. This was something Draco never expected to be doing at this stage in his life, secretly frenching one of the most popular boys in the school against a brick wall, but hey! Draco wasn't complaining. Harry pulled away quickly as he heard a sound come from inside the school.

"What was that for?" Draco asked with a smirk. Harry just shrugged, turned away to grab his school bag and entered the back gate without so much as glancing at Draco again. The blonde scoffed to himself and grabbed his own bag which had been discarded on the ground, walking into the school by himself. He still had 20 minutes until first period so he headed to the field to sit in him and his friend's spot. He knew that at least Greg and Theodore would be there as they stayed in the dorms. Greg lived with his Grandparents somewhere in Scandinavia outside of school and they sent him here hoping to improve his education. Whereas Theo, well, no one really knew about Theodore's life outside of school because of, you know, the mute thing.

But either way, Draco knew that Greg and Theo would be there by now. They were. As Draco slipped through the long vines of the tree Greg exclaimed happily. "Finally! Someone I can have a proper conversation with!" Greg laughed.

"I thought you hung out with Vince yesterday." Draco chuckled as he let himself collapse onto the soft ground next to him.

"I did but still, all of this morning I was left with just him!" Greg told him and the two looked to Theo who was wearing a playfully offended expression. Greg and Draco laughed while Theodore just smiled and rolled his eyes.

"How'd it go with Longbottom yesterday?" Greg asked Draco. The blonde froze in panic.

"Um... i-it was fine." Draco said vaguely.

"Well, are you gonna see him again?" Greg asked with furrowed brows.

"No, no I don't think so." Draco answered. Greg opened his mouth to ask another question when Vince strolled into the space, followed by Millicent and Tracey.

"Well what took you two so long? The dorms aren't that far away." Greg asked the girls pointedly.

"You think I wake up like this? How cute. It's not like you've known me for 7 years." Tracey laughed.

"You don't normally take an hour and a half to get ready." Greg grumbled.

"Well, me and Milli went to the shops and bought breakfast." Tracey said.

"And you didn't bring us!?" Greg exclaimed playfully.

"She is making our morning sound far better than it was. Our alarm clock ran out of batteries so we woke up late and they were out of breakfast when we were finished getting ready so we had to buy some food from the Three Broomsticks." Millicent explained truthfully.

"Mills! We were meant to try make them jealous!" Tracey exclaimed, playfully looked offended that she didn't play along.

"Oops." Millicent said, completely deadpan. Tracey and Milli sat down across from Draco and Greg whereas Vince sat next to Theo.

"So... the question of the hour...?" Tracey drew out with a smirk. Draco sent her a confused look.

"The date." Vince clarified.

"Right. I'm not gonna see him again." Draco said plainly.

"That bad?" Millicent snorted.

"No, he was just... too nice." Draco explained and his eyebrows furrowed at his own logic. The group around him laughed and sent him weird looks.

"What, you'd rather date a horny scumbag?" Vince asked, amused. Draco spluttered but was interrupted as Daphne burst through the vines.

"Hey people!" Daphne exclaimed happily pulling her joint away from her lips and breathing out before continuing. "How are we?" She asked the group as she sat down next to Milli.

"Draco was just saying how he declined a second date with Longbottom because he was 'too nice'." Vince explained with a chuckle. Daphne looked at Draco strangely.

"Well, you've clearly got strange taste." Daph said, clearly amused.

"Whose got strange taste?" Pansy asked as her and Blaise strolled into the space, Blaise sipping on a no doubt, incredibly expensive smoothie.

"Draco. He told Neville he didn't want to go out with him again because he was too nice! Like, what the fuck does that even mean!" Daphne laughed at Draco's eye roll.

"It means that Draco wants a top, not a virgin." Blaise said confidently with a chuckle. Draco fell silent as the group all turned to him.

"I'm taking that as a 'Blaise is right'!" Pansy laughed loudly after Draco didn't say anything to defend his case.

"Oh, shut up will you." Draco complained, playfully.

"Anyway! Blaise told me on our short walk from the gate to here together, that he has exciting news he wants to share." Pansy said and the group all turned to look at Blaise expectantly. Theo hesitantly placed his book down, bookmark holding his place, as he leaned forward to hear Blaise's announcement.

"I have decided to give up being the school..." Blaise trailed off.

"Whore?" Tracey provided for him with a smirk. Blaise just flipped her off with both hands.

"Why? I thought you loved people knowing you enjoy a nice fuck." Pansy chuckled with furrowed brows.

"Because something terrible has happened." Blaise told them.

"What happened?" Greg asked.

Blaise sighed before looking up at the group. "I've fallen in love with someone."

***

A small gasp came from someone around their group. Their heads all snapped to Theodore who had made the sound. Theo shot them an apologetic look. "With who, Darling?" Pansy asked excitedly.

Blaise snorted. "As if I'm saying."

"You can't just tell us that much!" Draco exclaimed. The bell rang loudly, cutting the conversation short. The group all sighed except for Blaise who smiled, looking relieved.

"Saved by the bell." Blaise chuckled as the group all stood up.

"Does anyone else have art?" Draco asked.

"I do." Millcent said and Theo gestured to himself as well.

"Wait, what do you all have then?" Draco asked.

"Me and Trace have textiles." Pansy said.

"Cooking." Vince said plainly.

"And me, Greg and Daph all have wood working." Blaise said.

"What class does Potter take?" Draco asked without realising.

"Wood working with us. Why?" Greg answered suspiciously.

Draco shrugged. "No reason."

***

Nothing particularly exciting happened until last period, during Maths. You see, Draco was sitting at his desk, next to Tracey when he felt a flick on the back of his shoulder. Turning around, confused at what he felt he made eye contact with Harry, who was sitting towards the back of the class.

Potter gestured to the floor. Draco's brows furrowed as he looked down at the floor. It took him a hot minutes but he soon saw a crumpled up piece of paper of the floor. Draco glanced to the front to see if the teacher was looking before leaning down to pick it up.

"What's that?" Tracey asked him. Draco shrugged before unfolding it. 'Say you need to go to the bathroom' read Harry's messy writing. Draco turned to look at the boy again. Harry readjusted his glasses and gestured to the note.

Draco looked down at the note again and then back up at Harry with a questioning gaze. "Do it!" Harry whisper yelled.

Draco rolled his eyes and turned back to the front, hand darting up. "Yes, Mr Malfoy?" Mrs Vector asked him after catching sight of his raised hand.

"Can I please go to the bathroom?" Draco asked.

The woman sighed and rubbed her temple. "Go on then. But I'm not gonna repeat what you miss." Draco nodded with a smile and slid off his stool, heading for the door. He quickly looked back at Harry who was pointing down at him, trying to signal him something.

'What?' Draco mouthed to the brunette. Harry rolled his green eyes behind his lenses.

'Stay in the hallway!' Harry mouthed, as if it was obvious that that was what Draco was meant to do.

"Mr Malfoy...? Is there a problem?" Mrs Vector asked. "Go to the bathroom."

"Right, sorry." Draco apologies before heading out the classroom. He turned away from the door and leaned against some lockers. He waited for a good 45 seconds until Harry came out of the door as well. "What the fuck was that?" Draco asked him quietly.

Harry grinned at him and grabbed him by the wrist, leading him down the corridor. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" Draco asked him, annoyance evident in his tone. Harry answered that question for him by pushing open the door to an unused classroom, which was filled with spare tables and chairs. It was dark in the room as the curtains were drawn and the lights were turned off. It was kind of like a movie theatre. "Why are we in here?" Draco asked.

Harry rolled his eyes and pinned Draco to the wall. "You are denser than I thought." Harry quipped before leaning down to suck at the spot just below his ear lobe. Draco let out a sharp breath and tilted his head back against the wall so the taller boy could have easier access to his neck. After a few more seconds of Harry gifting him some hickeys, Draco dragged his jaw up from his neck to his face, kissing him fiercely.

Harry groaned into the kiss, grabbing Draco's hips to pull him closer. Draco had his hands cupping at the brunette's jaw as Harry's tongue invaded his mouth.

Their kissing was cut short by a gasp that came from the far corner of the room. Harry and Draco pulled apart but stayed close as they both turned to stare at the dark corner.

"Draco?!" Came a shocked, familiar voice. Draco squinted into the darkness before Blaise emerged into the small slither of light in the centre of the room.

"Blaise?! What the fuck are you doing in here?" Draco asked the dark skinned boy as Harry let out an audible gulp at being caught.

"Same as you." Blaise chuckled awkwardly, rubbing at his own neck which his undone tie and top button revealed that he had big hickeys sucked all over the top of his chest.

Draco grinned. "Aha! Your mystery love! Who is it?!" Draco asked him, pleased that he was going to be the first in the group to find out.

Blaise froze as Harry glanced at the two boys, confused as to what was going on. Blaise stuttered a little before choking out. "None of your business."

"Blaise, Babe, just tell them." A deep, sexy voice chuckled out.

"Is that Terry Boot?" Harry guessed with furrowed brows.

"Ew, how dare you." The voice said. Blaise rolled his eyes affectionately.

"Darling come on, don't tease them." Blaise said.

"Ugh, you're no fun Blaise." The voice said and from the tone the mysterious boy was playfully pouting.

Draco held his breath as a familiar face came out of the shadows, coming to stand next to Blaise, the boy in question wrapping a hand around their waist.

"Hi Draco." The boy said to him with a smirk.

"THEODORE!!" Draco exclaimed, completely gobsmacked. "You can talk?!"

Theo snickered. "I could always speak, I just don't feel the need to often."

"God, I would with a voice like that." Harry spoke from beside Draco.

Theo grinned widely. "Thank you, Potter! Now, care to explain why you two were in here making out?" Theodore smirked with raised eyebrows, waiting for an answer.

"I liked it better when you couldn't talk, you seemed so sweet and shy." Draco grumbled, crossing his arms childishly.

Theo laughed loudly, but not in a way that was funny. "Do you hear that Blaise? Draco thought I was shy." Theodore mocked and Blaise grins.

"I love it when you do that." Blaise muttered.

"Do what?"

"Act like a proper Slytherin." Blaise smirked.

"Oh, I'll show you a proper Slytherin." Theodore muttered before kissing the boy.

Harry and Draco stood there awkwardly while the couple kissed in front of them, it wasn't until Theo groaned that Harry cleared his throat. The two looked at him expectantly. "Could you two get a room please?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"Well we had a room before you two horny bastards paraded in here without checking if you were alone." Blaise quipped. Draco and Harry both blushed and looking down, the other two snickering.

"We're not going to tell anyone, if you're worried about that." Theodore said, his voice kind.

"Thanks." Draco muttered.

"So, are you two like, together? In secret? Like me and Theo?" Blaise asked them.

"No!" Him and Harry both exclaimed in unison. The couple sent them looks. "It's just casual." Draco clarified.

"Ah." Blaise said plainly.

"Well, we better head back to math." Harry said after clearing his throat, referring to Draco and him. Draco nodded and the two quickly left the room.

"That is totally not gonna end up casual." Blaise quipped once that had left.

"Yep." Theo said, popping his P.

Blaise smiled at his boyfriend. "God you are so cute."

"So you tell me."