Title: The Boys Keep Swinging
Category: Harry Potter, h/d?
Rating: I give it: R, simply for the language, themes and use of drugs.
Summary: It's the final year for Harry and his friends and they couldn't be more different then the day they first arrived. They're living it up and experimenting with drugs, alcohol and so much more. Of course the Dark Lord is still around and even though they've all pushed it to the back of their minds Potter and his clan must all face up to the fact they will have to fight. A tantalising tale of love and war... and of course: sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll. NOTE… H/D SLASH… YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED…
Main Characters:
Harry Potter: 17-year-old heartthrob with black unruly hair and emerald green eyes that have everyone swooning. He's confident, witty and totally in control of his life, he won't let anyone tell him otherwise or pull him back into line (he does everything his way). He's always into change; he gets bored easily and becomes something different. He's a true go-getter, he has everything he desires… But inside he's craving something he can't recognise.
Draco Malfoy: Yet another 17 year old heartthrob with an attitude to kill. He's confident, sure of himself and a victim of love. Forgetting his days as a dazzling blonde Draco dyed his blonde locks black. This boy is all about eyeliner, black nail polish, love, war and music. He's running from his destiny and finding sanctuary in all the wrong places and much to everyone's surprise made himself the weird reject of the school. He's prepared to try anything; to him you only live once.
Ron Weasley: Harry's best friend, the faithful follower and always by Harry's side prepared to do anything. With shoulder length, blonde streaked hair Ron finally has some of the girls swooning after him, including Hermione. He's never seen without his sunglasses and notebook (for his poetry) and he's finally unleashing his sensitive side. He shocked everyone with his 'Head Boy' badge and took the leadership role to heart, there's a whole new Ron taking on the world.
Hermione Granger: Sexy and sassy, this girl has really grown up. Much to her desire Hermione has grown curves in all the right places and mastered her once uncontrollable bushy hair and turned it into sleek, straight and a lovely shade of dark brown. Joining Ron with her 'Head Girl' badge Hermione stills keeps her head on her shoulders and aces every subject in true style, diminishing her "nerd" image and becoming the girl every guy wants to date and every girl wants to be.
Cho Chang: Harry's very "special" buddy. She's the drop-dead gorgeous best friend of Hermione's (a shock for everyone). She's smart and bubbly and always talking to everyone. She's comfortable with who she is and knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. She's not afraid to try anything and has her eyes firmly set on Harry, who has eyes for someone else. Driven by jealousy and rage Cho can do some stupid things but at the same time keep her sassy reputation.
a/n: Good morning! Good afternoon! Good evening! And Goodnight! Hello again dear readers and welcome to: The Boys Keep Swinging a totally new fic for me, I've never written anything like it. I meant what I said at the top this fic is all about sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll. Everyone has grown up and trying something new and I'm happy to say that yes Harry and Draco WILL share a little something special. I'm branching out from my last depressing/angst fic and giving you all an out there and totally different fic. So I hope you enjoy what my brain has to offer and I shall save my breath for things that are more important, enjoy and happy reading…
- Chapter One-
- "Love is Only a Feeling" -
"The state of elation that This unison of hearts achieved
I had seen, I had touched,
I had tasted and I truly believed
That the light of my life
Would tear a hole right through each cloud
That scudded by just to beam you and I
Love is only a feeling
(Drifting away)
When I'm in your arms I start believing
(It's here to stay)
Love is only a feeling, anyway…"
The Journal of Harry Potter:
I'm bored. I'm simply bored with my what my life has got to offer. I'm bored of going to the same "secret" parties that the professor's know about but continue to let us believe they don't. I'm bored of sharing a bed with someone different almost every night, a bad habit I must one day shake. I'm bored of smoking and drinking the same old shit. I want excitement. HELLO, give me some God Damn excitement. Maybe I'll go dye my hair again or something and become someone else again… No, no I like my appearance at this present point of time. Sassy and unique, my original features… with added sass of course. My bedside cabinet is full of contact lenses, so goodbye faithful glasses. You gotta love contact lenses; some can change your eye colour, a beautiful invention… Surprisingly by muggles, what's with that? I suppose they don't get the credit they deserve so to all those great muggles (especially the dashing musicians) I take my non-existent hat off to you. Shit I'm rambling again. I'm supposed to address the issue of my boredom. Well it's slowly, but surley, driving me insane. There's got to be a new girl for me to shag… Nope, sex won't do it this time. Can you believe it, cus I certainly can't. I'm denying sex the opportunity to take away my boredom. It's true what they say, "Harry Potter is a strange one", and well I can't deny that anymore. Ok, ok. I'll think off something but in the meantime I shall conclude this and actually pay attention to the ever-growing ramblings of Professor Binns. Journal, my dear friend, I shall write in here soon. I conclude with the simple phrase I live by: Live fast, die young and have a good-looking corpse.
Sincerely your faithful writer
HP
Hermione's POV:
What the hell is the point of this class, nobody listens anyway. I know, I should be paying attention but it's almost Halloween, which means a Halloween dance. And as childish as it may sound I'm excited… Maybe Ron will finally find the goddamn nerve to ask me out, I refuse to do it for him.
"Hermione!"
I snapped out of my daydream and looked around, students were filling out of the classroom the bell had obviously gone. Harry, my very sexy best friend, was standing before me smiling.
"Sorry… Daydreaming." I replied and stood up gathering my books in the process.
"Now that's not like you Hermione, daydreaming in a class… Where's my nerdy best friend gone?" Harry joked and draped his arm around my shoulder and led me to the corridor.
"She's gone and she's never coming back… Never" I laughed and gave some cute wizards smiles as I walked. "Besides I can't afford to be nerdish now can I?"
"Well it's just a shame that you're not working as well as you should." Harry said and turned serious. "I know how long you craved to be someone but that doesn't mean you should forgo your studies just for the sake of being liked. I mean look at me I'm the most loved guy here and I'm still a nerd in the classroom."
"And you're so modest about it aren't you" I joked and poked him playfully in the stomach. We climbed the stairs and headed for the common room. "I know what you mean though, but… I can't help it."
"Hermione I've known you since our first year… We're now in our seventh year, that's a bloody long time. And I know you would rather die then end up in a crappy shit hole for a job… What happened to Miss Minister of Magic?" Harry laughed and I bit my lip thinking.
"You're a dickhead Harry." I laughed and walked towards the Fat Lady.
"Where do you think I get it from, I hang around you too much." He laughed and I turned around smiled at him.
"You know I love you." I laughed.
"I love you too—"
Before he could finish Cho Chang, someone I now acknowledge as a best friend, tackled him to the ground.
"Miss me?" She laughed.
"Always do." Harry replied standing up and gathering his books again.
"Are you busy? Cus my dorm's gonna be empty for an hour or two… I made sure it would be." She said smiling seductively.
"Now how can I say no to that." Harry laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Hermes can you take my books with you? I'll be gone for a little while… Duty calls."
"No probs… And remember 'No glove, no love'" I replied and grabbed his books.
Cho started laughing and they walked off together with Harry kissing her neck in his own sexy way. I sighed and turned to the Fat Lady and gave her the password and walked into the common room. Ron was already there, sitting on an armchair writing his faithful little notebook. He looked up and smiled.
"Sup Hermione." He said and shut the notebook.
"Hello Ronald, pouring your heart out to your faithful friend again?" I replied and flopped down on an armchair nearby.
"You're just jealous cus you're never going to read it." He said smiling.
"And what makes you think I want to read it…" I said, but secretly I agreed with him.
It's a bad thing to lie…
"Where's Harry?" He asked winking.
"Where he usually is. You know I don't get those two, they tell everyone they're going out and yet they turn around and fuck whoever the hell they want." I said and started twirling my hair, a bad habit I shall one day be rid of.
"It's called an open relationship Hermione. They don't have any restrictions cus they know they can't satisfy all of their wants and needs with each other. They spread themselves around." Ron explained and I rolled my eyes.
"And I suppose you see it as a great way to date." I replied carefully.
"Oh yeah… If you're into that kind of thing." He replied without thinking. I rolled my eyes and stood up hastily and he realised what he'd said. "Shit… I mean… Shit…"
"Goodnight Ronald." I said and stormed off towards the stairs.
"But it's only 4 o'clock." I hear him say and I didn't even bother to reply.
If only he could just use his fucking brain and realise I want him… It's very simple, not rocket science.
An Extract from Ron's Notebook:
Gliding along the ice of my heart
She smiles a wicked seductive smile
Driving me insane
Torturing my brain.
I close my eyes and my mind kisses her neck
Her face, so soft it's like melting in snow
Shudders running down my spine
I spin her another pathetic line.
Running through a whirlwind daze
She follows me to my dreams
Teasing me
Taunting me.
Hiding amongst my childish fears
Coyly smiling for my love, my best friend
Can she see it?
Does she feel it?
Falling into my outstretched arms
Our hearts beat rapidly as one
I start believe its true
So I finally whisper "I Love you…"
The Journal of Harry Potter
I have found the answer! I can redeem my boredom and yes I hate to admit that it involves sex… Although it hasn't occurred yet, well at least not with the desired person. I can't believe I never thought of this sooner, it's been right in front of me all along… But first an update of my life… Cho invited me to her dorm today and I found myself wondering how much longer we'll keep this fucked up game going on… It couldn't really be a relationship, could it? I mean I stopped loving her a long time ago, and Cho… Well Cho's never said she loved me so I've always presumed it was a sexual thing… But fuck me the sex was awesome today and from then it only got more and more interesting, the events are as follows:
I collapsed in Cho's arms panting rapidly. She ran her fingers through my hair and I shuddered slightly. But somehow, and for no reason I could think of I felt nothing. There's usually something there afterwards, but this time I felt nothing. Cho groaned slightly and rolled over onto her side letting the sheet fall down. Still, I felt nothing.
"You know what, Mr. Harry Potter…" She said leaning closer to me, running a finger along my chest. I looked at her expecting an answer; she smiled and gazed into my eyes. "I think I'm finally falling in love with you."
I let out a heavy sigh and gently pushed her off me. She recoiled, hurt and confused. I couldn't be near her, I have no idea why. I stood up and began pulling on my boxers.
"Well… Aren't you going to say something?" Cho demanded sitting up and wrapping her sheet around her, tears forming in her eyes. "I thought this was what you wanted."
I pulled on my jeans and began to button my shirt hurriedly leaving the first three buttons undone. I turned to a saddened Cho and sat on the bed. A tear rolled down her left cheek and I wiped it away softly.
"Cho…" I began and being the true coward that I am I grabbed her hand. "I'm so sorry."
She pulled her hand away from me and edged away. "What? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I don't know, it just doesn't feel… right?" I said, trying to reason my fucked up mind.
"Right? It doesn't feel right! Harry you've claimed to love me for the past year and a half how the fuck doesn't it feel right?" She demanded and began to pull on her clothes.
"Cho… We've been together for a long time… And in that time we've been apart." I tried to explain.
"Apart? How the hell have we been apart?" She demanded yanking her sweater over her head.
"Well… It's hardly been a 'real' relationship what with the open-ness and all… You know… Our little arrangement." I said and walked towards her. "It's driven us apart. I look at you now and everything I felt has gone. I'm bored, I'm lonely and I don't love you anymore."
It was at that moment that I my face began to sting, and Cho began to cry a little more.
"Did you just slap me?" I demanded.
"Twice!" She snapped and whacked me across the face again.
"Look I'm sorry ok, but don't tell me you didn't see this coming." I said and grabbed her arms, she hits pretty hard… For a girl.
"Fuck you. That's all I have to say." She yelled and wrenched herself free. "I could've had anyone… ANYONE! But I chose you. You wanna know why? Because there was something different about you, from the moment we first kissed I knew you loved me and I knew I would be safe with you…"
"That part of me diminished a long time ago." I whispered and wrapped my arms around her waist. "But you will always have a place in my heart… And in my bed."
Cho's fist collided with my nose and blood began to trickle down my face. I raised my hands in an effort to ease the bleeding and glared at her.
"You filthy bitch."
"Oh fuck off Harry… There's never going to be a place in MY bed for you… GET OUT!"
Her scream echoed off the walls and I edged towards her only to be kicked in the stomach.
"Stay away from me and get out!"
I stood there too long and had to dodge a mirror thrown at my head. I hurried to the door cursing her along the way.
"You fucking psycho dirty bitch!"
A china ornament smashed centimetre's above my head so I ducked out the door slamming it behind me followed by what I presume to have been a vase smashing into the door.
"Fucking hell." I hissed and whispered a healing charm fixing up my nose. I kicked the door angrily and stormed off down the stairs.
I reached the landing off the stairs and was greeted by a clan of swooning, horny teenage girls.
"Is it really over between you and Cho? We heard all the yelling." A curvy red head asked wrapping her arm around my waist.
"Do you need someone to help you recover the … Emotional pain?" A cute blonde asked stroking my chest.
"We can help you out." The gorgeous brunette said getting to her knees.
"As very tempting as this is girls… I'm gonna have to take a rain check… I'll owl you…" I said brushing them off me and headed for the door. "But for now, and I don't mean to sound rude or anything but… Fuck off."
They stepped back and smiled. The brunette, my favourite of three winked. "We'll wait for you."
I nodded and exited the room glaring back at them once the door closed. I had been single how long? And already I was offered a threesome… No wait… A FOURSOME.
"Fuck me…" I whispered and turned around becoming face to face with Draco Malfoy.
God only knows what has become of Draco; he's barely recognisable these days. The menacing blonde devil I once detested is now replaced with a black haired stranger. His cold grey eyes are now permanently outlined with black eyeliner and his left hand finger nails now painted black. He dresses, permanently, in black clothing and has never been seen smiling. All we know is that he went home during the holidays between the fifth and sixth year and came back like this, abandoned by his Slytherin clan and forgotten by the rest of the school. He barely makes eye contact with anyone and is always reading some sort of poetry book or writing down the words to whatever it is he's singing at the time. He's a mere memory of his former self; he's lost and alone. He's a mystery and it fascinates me. I'm not one to be gay… But I'm always up for experimenting and every now and then when my hand tends to wander into my pants its usually Draco that I'm fanaticising about. And now our lips are but inches apart… Dare I make my fantasies come true? No one can resist my advances… Though it does feel strange, having only just ended it all with Cho… But then again she did throw a number of things at my head, hardly a mutual ending… I daresay I must move on… Draco will probably take time… But I always have the possible foursome to keep me busy in the meantime. Fuck I'm rambling again, where was I? Right, inches apart. Draco's lips spread into a sexy smile, which is hard to believe… He never smiles.
"Fuck you, Potter?" He asked getting even closer to me. "Now why would I want to do a thing like that?"
"Because I'm gorgeous and have a penis so large and throbbing you'll be moaning all night." I replied smirking and leaned into his lips.
"Is that so…" He replied and suddenly grabbed my cock with his hand and thrust me against a wall. "Now let me tell you something, I'm no fucking fag, queer, fudge-packer whatever the fuck you wanna call yourself. You got that clear?"
I smirked, grabbed his head thrust my tongue down his throat. For someone who claims not to be a fag, queer, fudge-packer whatever we want to call ourselves, he seemed to be enjoying himself. I let one hand wander down along his waist to the throbbing cock waiting to enjoy itself. Draco squeezed his hand, but not in a harmful way but rather a pleasurable one, and moaned slightly as we pashed the fuck out of each other. My teasing stage was over. I pulled away and got free from his hands, tongue and any other part of him that keep me up against a wall. He stared at me confused and lusting.
"Goodnight my fudge-packing friend." I laughed, blew him a kiss and walked away.
"What the fuck…" He whispered and walked off the other way.
I wandered all the way back to the Gryffindor common room and found myself sitting next to a bummed out Ron.
"Did she say no?" I asked looking at him.
"Never got to ask her." He replied.
"Well what the fuck are you playing at?" I said and hit across the head. "Ask her!"
"I can't… I just can't…" Ron replied and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "I'm afraid… I mean we've known each other for ages, yet I feel like we're so distant."
"I know what you mean… I feel the same way about Cho… Only you actually love Hermione and want to be with her so there is a difference there." I said and stood up.
"Wait a minute. You don't love Cho?" Ron asked and pulled me back down on the couch.
"Nope." I replied casually.
"Have you told her?" He asked worriedly.
"Yep." I said staring at my nails.
"How did she take it?" He asked edging closer, fascinated.
"Not too well... She threw a vase at me… Punched me, kicked me and slapped me a few times. I left and was confronted by three horny girls seeking a foursome, declined and came back here." I replied, there's no point sharing the gory details of Malfoy and myself.
"A F-F-F-Foursome… You declined a foursome." He asked in complete disbelief.
"Yeah… But they're on call for whenever I want… It's a great world we live in… Hey I can hook you in too if you want?" I offered but he shook his head.
"Nah… Saving myself for Hermione." He replied.
"Well good for you at least one of us can keep our virginity for the one we love…" I replied and sighed. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a date with a bathtub and my hand."
Ron let out a heartily laugh. "Well don't let me keep you… Don't forget you're gonna need a new date for the Halloween Ball now that Cho's out of the picture…"
"Yeah…Maybe I'll ask one of the three girls who offered me sex… The brunette was pretty fit. Actually really fit… And I swear to God you better ask Hermione or I'll cut your balls off and feed them to Fang." I threatened.
Ron shielded himself and nodded. "I shall drink some vodka for courage and seek her out."
"Goodnight Ron… And ah brush your hair first." I replied and headed off upstairs.
Some hours later I find myself writing in you, my faithful friend… The Halloween Ball is in two days, the brunette, whose name has been revealed as Chelsea, has agreed to come with me so I'm all sorted… I think all went well for Ron… I don't know he hasn't come upstairs yet… And now to the issue of Draco… I gave him a taste of what's to come all that I need now is an empty room, a couple of bottles of Vodka and a few condoms… Oh and Draco of course, where would the plan be without him. He does look better with black hair… His eyes stand out more, no longer ghostly but vigorous and enrapturing. I'm sure that if he were a girl, I would fall in love with him… Or, maybe I already am falling in love with him, he's all I think about, he's all I wank about, he's in my dreams, my mind… No. Impossible. I am not gay. I merely experiment. This is merely an experiment. I will not fall for him, he's just another notch on my belt… that is all. Right? Of course, of course that's all. I'm going nuts so I will end it here.
Until next time…
Sincerely Your Faithful Writer
HP
a/n: Like I said, it's like nothing I've ever written before. But now it's the only story on my account thanks to the kind removal of the others. I can't even edit or alter If These Walls Could Talk cus stupidly it was the only copy I had… So I start afresh even though I had the ending to the other at home… Poo. Well Anyhoo I present to you: A TOTALLY NEW FIC! Something I've never even thought of writing before… Well before my brain started working again. I'm getting old… Old meaning 16, no time for my old shit… Keyword: shit. Anyhoo I make this brief cus no one likes a rambler. Ciao Amigos, hope you like this… Plenty of slash-tastic action to come!
Disclaimer: The song lyrics at the beginning of this chapter belong to THE DARKNESS; from the song Love is Only a Feeling. I own nothing, and I mean nothing Harry Potter related they all belong to J.K Rowling, the publishers and the cheery old chaps at Warner Bro's cus they make the movies… I take my non-existent hat off to you all, especially you J.k … You never seem to disappoint us may your creative mind LIVE FORVER!
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Until Next Time…
L.E (That's Lil' Eowyn for all of you who don't understand the initials…)