Everyone knew Harry Potter was gay. They just had to speak to him or watch him walking to know. No one, however, knew that Harry was in a relationship. A very strong relationship. With Draco Malfoy. Harry wanted to tell everyone about them, but Draco always disagreed. He knew how people would react to them.

"Let's tell people today, Drake," Harry murmured, idly stroking his lover's chest, lying on the dark green bed.

"No, Haz," Draco answered.

"Why not? We love each other truly. We need to let people know that we do. Just because we were the two most eligible bachelors in the school-" Draco snorted "-but they'll just have to deal with it. And if they riot, we'll let the professors deal with them."

Draco smiled. "Fine, Haz, but not now."

"Why not right now then?"

"Because, Harry love, it is midnight. So unless you want to wake everyone in the school to tell them, I propose that tomorrow, we walk into the Great Hall, holding hands, kissing a little maybe, so everyone knows."

Harry kissed Draco's forehead lightly. "That's great, Drake. Come on, let's go to my bed."

"Why? We're comfortable here."

Harry leant to Draco's ear. "I want to fuck you in my bed." His hot breath made Draco shiver.

"O-OK then," Draco stuttered.

Harry climbed off Draco's bed and summoned his Invisibility Cloak. He put his hand round Draco's waist and pulled him out of the Slytherin dorm and common room.

They walked naked to the Gryffindor common room. They met no one on their way, or they had, but the person was too stunned to do anything about the naked lovers.

"Wizengamot," Harry muttered to the Fat Lady.

"Enter," she said, shielding her eyes from the sight in front of her.

Harry took Draco up to his dorm. He silently opened the door and leapt onto his bed. Draco climbed onto him and closed the curtains. They kissed passionately before Harry rolled over, pinning Draco under him. Harry muttered "Lubricus", then thrust himself into Draco. He moaned loudly. Harry bucked his hips into Draco while pumping his lover's cock roughly. Draco suddenly clenched, and came over Harry's hand and his own smooth chest. Harry came seconds after. He slid out of Draco and lightly licked the cum off him. Draco moaned at the touch.

"Shhh, my love," Harry whispered. "Let's sleep now."

Draco pulled Harry close to him and held him tight. He kissed the sable-haired boy on the back of the neck.

"Night, love," he growled.

"Night," Harry answered.

They closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Ron Weasley woke early the next morning. It was a Hogsmeade weekend and he was going to meet with his girlfriend, Hermione Granger, in the Three Broomsticks. He also wanted Harry to be there with them.

"Harry!" Ron shouted, pulling back the curtains on his friend's bed. "Hogmeade to-" he stopped short. He stared at his best friend and his worst enemy, lying in a naked embrace together.

"HARRY!" Ron hollered. "WAKE THE FUCK UP!"

"Alright, Ron?" Harry murmured, lazily opening one green eye, before closing it again. Both opened suddenly. "Ron!" Harry pulled himself out of Draco's embrace and stood out of bed, not caring about his nakedness. "It's not what it looks like! Well, it is … but I can explain!"

"Explain what?" Ron roared. "That you've been fucking him behind mine and 'Mione's back? I've known you were gay since Dean, but to fuck him, a filthy Slytherin scumbag! I didn't think you could stoop so low, Harry."

"Ron, I love Draco, he loves me. Just deal with it."

"Oh, so it's Draco now. Well, you can tell your Drakie that he's a sick fucking bastard who shouldn't show his fucking face in Hogwarts again if he knows what's good for him!"

"Just fuck off, you fucking homophobic pig! Just because I love a guy, who's sweet, attractive and so sexy, a guy I used to hate, doesn't mean you can slag us off! Go and fuck Lavender, you hetero prick!"

"Harry, love, keep it down, I'm trying to sleep. Why are you shouting?" Draco murmured, opening his silver eyes. "Oh, Weasel! I'm guessing this is about us, Harry?"

"Too fucking right, it is!" Ron stormed around to Draco, who had just sat up in Harry's bed, and punched him in the face. Draco fell back and over the other side of the bed, where he fell to the ground with a crunch. Ron laughed evilly.

"You fucking asshole!" Draco screamed, jumping up from the floor. He went to punch Ron, but Harry leapt between them.

"Can we just calm the fuck down!" he shouted. "Now you don't know how much this is turning me on" – Ron growled – "but…OK. First, Draco, Ron is my best friend, nothing will break our friendship. If you can't get on, could you at least resist hitting each other? And Ron, we love each other and you can't stop that either. Look, we'll show you how much. Sorry, Ron." Harry raised his wand. "Petrificus Totalus." Ron fell to the floor as stiff as a board. Harry lifted him up and leant him against a wall.

"Now, you'll have to watch. Occulus Alohamora!" Ron's eyes sprang open. "Draco, come here." He obliged. Putting his hand tenderly around the blonde's head, Harry kissed him. He immediately felt Draco's tongue forcing entry into his mouth, which he allowed. He moaned deep into the kiss; it felt like flowing heaven. When they finally parted, Ron's eyes were full of disgust. Harry lifted the jinxes.

"Again, Ron, I'm sorry, but we had to show you it was serious."

"I know, Harry. I understand now. It's just that, well, it's Malfoy. But, I'll try to get on with him. No promises though. Oh, and one more thing." Ron punched Draco in the face again. The blonde lunged at the redhead and threw him to the ground. They rolled around, punching and kicking. Harry sighed.

"If I'm not able to stop them," he muttered. He waved his wand at the fighting teens. Ron suddenly lost his clothes and they were both covered in mud.

"I should at least make it fun for me." He sat on the bed, grabbed his cock and watched.

Hope you liked. Should I keep this as a OneShot or shall I continue it?