Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...just my own little sick mind.

A/N: This is something for me to write when I'm feeling a bit silly and dirty minded. It's about a prank war back and forth that always ends in smut, unfortunately there's none in this Chapter but there will be in Chapter Two this is more of a prologue, tell be what you think and if it's worth continuing. It might turn into an all out war that can include more than just Harry and Draco. Have fun :)

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"You've never…" Ron trailed off a bit in his questioning. "You know…thought of…"

"You?!" Harry exclaimed half amused, half disgusted at his friends ignorance. "Why? Do you want me too?" He whispered leaning in teasingly.

Dean, Seamus and Hermione turned away amused. Hermione giggled to herself.

"No…um…No that's quite alright," Ron replied nervously.

"Oh honestly Ron," Hermione interjected.

"It was an honest question!" he defended himself.

"Whether your faggot best friend has a crush on you?" The entire group turned toward the doorway meet the eyes of a rather annoying Slytherin, surrounded but his usual possy of Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy held Draco's arm at his elbow.

"That's a terrible thing to say!" Hermione screamed at the verge of tears.

Draco looked at her amused, "I see as emotional as ever mudblood," He commented smirking, "She's pathetic, cries at the drop of a hat," he looked at Harry, grabbed the hat off of Goyle's head and dropped it just as a tear fell from Hermione's eye, " See what I mean? No wonder you've turned all queer." He looked back at Hermione, "Give me a ring when you're off the rag eh?"

"Draco," Harry stated flatly, glancing down at the boys hands to see a copy of the days Daily Prophet. Draco turned to him smirking, "We haven't even reached the school and already you're already acting like a prick."

"Bet that makes you want to suck me than doesn't it?" Draco replied earning a chuckle from the group behind him and even Dean and Seamus. He walked away, his friends not trailing far behind

They turned to see three angry best friends staring at them and if looks could kill they'd of dropped down dead.

"What?" they shrugged in unison, "Gotta admit, that was right funny eh?," they chimed together.

"I hope he dies a violent death," Harry whispered.

"Now that the war is over, I doubt that'll be happening anytime soon," came Hermione's reply.

"Sweets?!" Called a familiar voice as the cart passed their door.

-tgib-

The next morning Harry awoke groggier than ever, the Feast at the Great Hall had gone as usual, Dumbledore's speech, a few glares from Draco, The Sorting of the First Years, another speech from Dumbledore, a glare from Snape (who was quite proud to finally be teaching Defense Against The Dark Arts) some whispers and pointing, then eating.

Ron, Dean and Seamus stayed up all night asking Harry about his newly open homosexual status. Ron had known a few months before everyone else, but had chosen to keep his questions to himself until it seemed Harry was comfortable answering. Now that the whole world knew it seemed the perfect time.

Until they realized that their first class of the day happened to be DADA, and they were running into Snape's classroom fifteen minutes late.

"Potter……….Weasley…how…..nice…..of….you…..to…finally…join…….us….."

"We apologize Professor-"

"No……need……..snogging…….I…presume…..?" Ron made a face, all the Slytherins laughed. Hermione looked at them apologetically. "Take…..your…..seats…..and….don't allow….this," He paused longer than usual, which was an extremely long time, and cocked an eyebrow, "Incident," he continued, "To….happen….again…or…you….shall….meet with….dire………….consequences."

Harry let out a sigh of relief now that Snape's sentence was finally over, "Yes Professor," he and Ron answered simultaneously and worked their way to the empty seats Hermione had held for them.

Ron leaned in close to the group, "Bloody hell," he whispered, "You'd think he has a speech impediment. Took him five whole minutes just to finish a sentence," Harry chuckled Hermione hit them both across the head with a rolled up piece of parchment.

"Are you stupid?" she quietly shrieked, "He can hear you!"

"Funny….funny….Mr. Weasley…quite the comedian….are…we?" Harry heard coming from behind them.

Ron rolled his eyes, "Oh bother."

"Very…well…then ten points! From Gryffindor…was that quick enough for you?"

Harry glared at Ron "What?! You laughed too."

"Now…back to my…lesson."

Snape continued to speak as slow as he ever did, ignoring the giggles and taunts coming from the table full of Slytherins across the classroom focused on Harry.

A paper bird flew towards Harry opened revealing a rainbow that burst into flames.

"How do you like your gift!" Draco called out.

Harry stood up abruptly and lunged himself at Draco, with seemingly every intent to kill.

Ron stood with no intention to stop him.

Harry took Draco by his collar pushed him up against the nearest wall and pressed his lips against the dragons. Draco struggled under his grip while the class stood in shock. Ron vomited at the sight, Snape fainted and Hermione smirked. There was no way it was below the Head Girl to watch Harry snogging Draco. Even if he was a jerk, he was hot and everyone knew it.

Draco bucked against Harry trying to free himself, tightening his lips so as to not let Harry's tongue enter his mouth, he suddenly gave in and was kissing back. He had almost forgotten who it was when Filch pulled them apart. The Squib must have been called in by another student.

He opened his eyes to see the class staring at him in astonishment and Harry smirking.

"Who's the queer now?"

Draco stepped forward towards Harry but was pulled back by Blaise.

"This isn't over yet, you, you-"

"Sexy beast?" Harry smiled.

"I'll get you back! You better not sleep!"

"Oh he won't!" Hermione chimed in, "None of us will! Not after that!"

Draco pushed passed them and out of the classroom.

Snape sat up.

"I…had…the…weirdest…dream…"

Everyone looked down horrified at the bulge in their professors pants.

"Ummm...professor, that wasn't a dream..."

TBC

A/N: I apologize for the use of the word faggot if anyone was offended. (And I understand that an elipsis is...dont worry)