author's note: hey guyz this is my first stori. pls be kind to it and me! i am tryin to be a good writer like u guyz but it is hard. but hopefully u can read my writing lol!! this is a hp fic with harry x ?????! if u dunt like yaoi gtfo lol.

CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNING

In the beginning Harry Potter was relaxing on a futon chair, his hair wavering in the strong winds. He glanced at the ring his loved one, Draco Malfoy, had given to him during their stay at the Hogwarts Inn. Ah, how he loved him. His love for him was like a balloon filling with hot air, silently dancing in the night, full of the tender love and care that a child had for its mother. Harry sighed; he yearned to feel the gentle caresses he received last night, his back arching just thinking about it.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps on the cold hard stone floor. He could already tell by the soft, gentle breathing who it was, and he licked his lips in anticipation of the adventure to enfold. There was--

No. Bloody. Owlery. . .

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Here is how the scene looks like!

O -- Mysterious stranger! \o/ --- owl!!

\/ o/ -- Harry on the futon chair!

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Author's note: lol cant u just see what is gonna happen!!!! imy nipples are hardening just thinking about it!!!!! lol! plz review!

CHAPTER TWO: THE MIDDLE

Draco (????) glanced over at the manwich relaxing on the futon chair. His heartbeat rose as he thought about the way he could delicately devour Harry's hardened nipples as they rose up and down because of his gentle breathing. Draco breathed gently in tune with Harry, and in that moment they were one. Within an eyeblink, a familiar jerk to the navel took hold of the wizard and his new companions, taking them away from the tiny hut and into a blur of colours. There was still no bloody owlery, but the lovers did not care. Draco stared into Harry's pale blue eyes, the sunset reflected across his dilated pupils

Draco stared into Harry's pale blue eyes, the sunset reflected across his dilated pupils. As his body started to gyrate in a counterclockwise motion to the blinking of Harry's blushing eyelids, Draco contemplated the meaning of life and could only see a world in which Harry was the prince on his lap. Their mind and soul was one, as was Harry's tender bottom and Draco's masculine tool.

Suddenly, the gyrating had reached its maximum circumference and Draco collapsed into a metamorphic euphoria while Harry watched him, silently, his lips cracked and bleeding from the excessive lip licking which he had not stopped due to the erotica of his partner and his owl. . .

Click-clack. Click-clack.

HOOT HOOT

Click-clack. Click-clack.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: amg best story ever lol!!!! review pls!!! wait for teh owlz!!!!1