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OK this is a Harry potter fic.

Obviously going to be a slash with H/D I might throw something else in there but I'm unsure.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of this story

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Harry Potter always thought of himself as a compatible person. He got along with nearly anyone in Hogwarts in all the houses, except Slytherin. He was nice, funny, and very bright…on certain subjects that is. But he doesn't think anyone actually hated him…except the whole of Slytherin house and the scary potions master that has been teaching him for five years now... who is the head of Slytherin house, but aside from that he wasn't sure if anyone hated him.

Of course there were those who might dislike him but nowhere beyond that. So coming to the conclusion that no one in the houses hated him (aside from Slytherin), it must have been the evil, and cunning Slytherin's that played this practical joke on him. He was sitting next to his two best friends holding a pink, thin, and pink sheet of paper in his hands, in the great hall, and was currently in shock, a very, very, deep shock.

This pink sheet of paper was no ordinary sheet of pink paper. NO it was the sheet with all the names of the contestants for the modeling shoot being held at Hogwarts by the one and only photographer Collin Creevy. Yes Hogwarts was holding its first photo shoot ever. It was a chance for girls who were in secured but beautiful to show others what they got. A competition of beauty and a chance to win title of most beautiful girl in school. And there on the top of the list was his signature, Harry Potter.

Yes somehow those Slytherins got his name on that list without his consent but still somehow managed to make it seem like a real signature signed by him. This sheet of paper worked like the Goblet of Fire, once you sign up and was chosen there was no backing out. This was unbelievable, the Slytherins must really hate Harry to go as far as signing him up for a girls modeling contest.

HE was going to faint. He heard Hermione giggle beside him and turned towards her.

"And what are you laughing?" He said in a rather incredulous voice. This was no laughing matter.

"Calm down Harry, there's no wrong in a little fun and game. I mean this could really benefit you in more than one ways" She said sipping her pumpkin juice.

"How the hell will this benefit me?" He screeched at the laughing girl.

"Well Harry, this could be your chance to see your self in a new light, you are the type to always think your ugly and you think everyone else thinks your ugly – which your wrong – if you hadn't notice you don't have such a high self esteem and maybe this competition will boost it up a little, get what I'm saying?" Harry shook his head. She put down her drink and sighed "Didn't think so"

"Hey what's that supposed to me ––" he was interrupted by a very familiar laugh coming from behind him and his heart skipped a few beats.

"Well, well Potter, I always knew you would show your true colors sooner or later" He turned around to face taunting grey eyes.

"Shut it Malfoy I'm in a foul mood today and I don't need you to be making it worst" he glared at the boy in front of him.

"Now, now I came here to congratulate you on making the competition" He said holding a very familiar pink sheet of paper in his hands. Blaise, Pansy, and Millicent all stood behind Draco smirking rather victoriously.

"You" it was spoken like an accusation. He stood up facing Draco with a snarl on his face. He was a good 5 inches taller, giving him the advantaged of looking down on him. His green eyes were blazing with anger. "You signed me up some how, didn't you?" he took a step forward towards the smirking teen. "You did this didn't you?" he said through clenched teeth. "You bloody git I'll kill ––"he stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Now Harry you just going around accusing people when you don't have any proof what so ever" She said giving him a glare. Harry's mouth dropped open.

"You can't possibly be on their side"

"I never said I was on their side"she said with a disgusted snort "But no means no" Harry sighed dejectedly.

"Fine" Malfoy narrowed his eyes, at the interaction.

/Since when had that stupid mud blood have the golden boy wrapped around her nasty muggle fingers? They couldn't possibly be going out. In his opinion they didn't even make a good couple. It was gross, he couldn't imagine him with anyone but him, really it was that obvi–– wait WHAT/

Draco shook his head and tried to hide the blush, he was NOT just thinking that. Quickly regaining his composure he shot a dirty look at the two.

"Wow Potter, I never knew that filthy mud blood's got you whipped." Harry growled at that and was about to punch the bloody git's face in when Hermione beat him to it.

"Jealous much Malfoy" She through a smile towards him and he glared. Hard. If looks could kill she would b withering on the ground begging the dark lord was there to end her misery.

"You wish mud blood" with that he walked away.

"You did not just say Malfoy was jealous" He stared at of his best friend as if she was crazy.

"Well it's not like you like girls so what's the big deal with Malfoy not liking girls?" she said, absent mindedly picking at the chicken wing in her hands, not looking at Harry. When silence greeted her she turned to look at him. "What's wrong?" he was fidgeting with the hem of his black shirt that was to overly big for him.

"Do…do you think that's possible?" he said in a small voice that sounded rather unsure.

"What are you talking about" she looked at him with confused written al over her face.

"Do you think it's possible that he like guys?" he said in a much more quiet voice, so quiet that she nearly missed it.

"Well of course there is always a possibility. You never––––" she dropped her chicken wing and her mouth hung opened as she stared at Harry, finally understanding the meaning behind the question. "Harry!" he didn't look at her. "You never told me!"

"Well how could I. I had a hard time telling you and Ron that I liked guys, and Ron didn't take that to well, I mean sure he finally gotten used to it. How long do you think it would take him to get used to the fact that I like the bastard that has been terrorizing us since first year!" HE got defensive when he was blamed for fearing the loss of his friends over a measly thing like a crush.

"Harry you shouldn't worry Ron wouldn't do that to you, well at least I hope not." She said a little unsure./Great/ "Well you've always got me" that made him smile a little.

"Thanks" he said softly.

"No problem, you were really good at hiding it weren't you? Well anyways" she waved a hand at him "eat up, your extremely skinny already, you don't need to be any more skinny" He smiled at her but the smile was instantly wiped off when he saw that familiar pink letter resting on his mash potatoes.

"I'm not going." He said to the munching girl. She looked at him.

"What"

"I'm not going" he pointed to the sheet of paper. She followed his gaze and sighed.

"Harry you can't back out of it, that paper is enchanted" she said with a serious face but then a dreamy smiled appeared when she said "And besides you're going to be posing with the top model of Teen Witch magazine, and he's a total hunk. You'll have a great time, I swear it" She giggled over a mouth full of apple pie.

"And how would you know that?"

"Well duh, I read the paper, didn't you" She gave him a look that said 'idiot' while popping a grape in her mouth.

"No" was his curt reply.

"And why not?" she questioned over the rim of her cup of pumpkin juice.

"It's pink" he said with a serious face. She threw her hands up in exasperation while in her right hand she held another fried chicken wing.

"What in the world is wrong with you and the color pink?" He didn't answer her. She threw down a half eaten apple and stood up. "OH what ever, I'm done eating. You're going rather you like it or not, got it. If your not there tomorrow, Professor Dumbledore had already agreed to get those who tried to back out, so you're not getting out of this one." She laughed behind her hands at the fallen face of her friend "Don't worry about it Harry, you'll enjoy this, I promise, you most likely win." She walked out of the Great hall with a pear in her hands.

"My life is over" he repeatedly banged his head on the table hoping he could end his life before the photo shoot tomorrow , but he highly doubted that death would help in this case. Even if he was dead all his tormentors would most likely find away to bring him back to life just to get the shoot over with then leave him for dead. Ah, life was so cruel.

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He didn't want to. He really didn't want to. It was one in the afternoon and Hermione and Ron were trying to drag Harry out of his bed. Both had at least on of his limbs hostage and were pulling with full strength.

"Harry mate, you have to go now, or you'll be late." Ron said trying to reason with his friend while tugging hard on the leg in his hands. Harry who was desperately clutching the bed sheets with his left hand argued with him.

"Since when were you interested in me wearing a dress, Ron" he screamed at his attackers. "NOW let me go!"

"OH hush up Harry. If you don't let go this minute I will seriously hurt you." Hermione threatened but he didn't budge. "Harry stop being a spoilt brat and get to the photo shoot, your up first!" She was getting very annoyed, and she gave a hard yank on his right arm.

"OW!" Harry screamed and released the sheets. Ron who wasn't ready for Harry landed with an 'oomph' on the floor with Harry on top of him.

"Finally! Now let's get going or we'll be even later" Hermione said looking down at the two boys sprawled all over the floor. She puffed out her breathe and blew away a stray strand of hair in her face. "Really you're exactly like a spoiled child."

Harry hung his head in defeat as his two best friends dragged him towards Colin who was standing near a small, clear water pond.

"Finally, Harry Potter has arrived, you know I was really surprised to see your Name listed as the first contestant that would be shooting, and I mean Harry Potter can really do it all can't he. So how bout you go over to Seamus and he'll fit you into your gown and do your make–up alrighty then, you're already 5 minutes late. Good thing you showed up or Dumbledore was just about to go get you." Colin said and started wander off subject. Harry sighed once again.

Leaving Colin to his rambling he walked to Seamus.

"I didn't know you did make up Seamus" Harry tried to make conversation with the smiling boy.

"Well I enjoy dressing people up so it's kind of like a hobby of mine. Grandma always said I had a knack for bringing out someone's true beauty." He powdered up harries face to makes already pale complexion paler. Then outlining his eyes with black eye liner. His work was done. Harry looked at himself in the mirror and saw that he didn't look much different except for being paler almost like he was wearing a pale white mask and that his emerald green eyes were much more defined with the black eyeliner around his eyes. "Alright Harry lets get you into costume." Harry was pushed behind a small makeshift wall with four panels that was there to hide his body from view as he changed (it didn't help much though).

Seamus held up a fluffy black dress that reminded him of the child hood story Cinderella but less poofy. Though there were no sleeves and it exposed is shoulders completely. Harry put it on and looked at himself in a body length mirror. He looked like a girl. He walked out and Seamus looked him over. "You look wonderful Harry. Just need to tame you hair a little bit." He came over with a brush in his hands. Harry watched him through the mirror as he brushed is hair to cover up his scar. He blinked at his reflection. He didn't realize he would look that different with make up and a dress on. "You look great Harry, Now go over there and Colin will start shooting. Good luck Harry" He said before leaving.

"OK Harry go stand by that tree looming over the pond and try to look natural" Collin said holding his camera and pointing to a Weeping Willow that hung over the small pond. He walked over there picking up his dress so it would not get dirty.

"Wait Harry" He heard Seamus say "You didn't put on your shoes" Harry stopped walking.

"Well I didn't see any shoes except those black––––" his eyes widened and Seamus smiled at him. "There is no way in hell I am wearing those bloody heels" he said backing away from Seamus who some how magically obtained those heels in his hands.

"Come now Harry, you've got no time to waste" Harry was considering running away but could see Hermione and Ron's face floating in his head nagging him. 'Do it, Do it, Do it' they said. He banged his head back in to the tree.

"Why me!" He nearly screamed as Seamus was there kneeling in front of him and lacing those 3 inch heels on his legs.

"Because you're the one who signed up" He heard Seamus say with an obvious smile on his face.

"I did not! Someone who decided they wanted to be a prick signed me up for this stupid contest I didn't even want to enter. I had no idea until yesterday!"

"Sure, sure. Now go get 'em tiger" Seamus walked off the set. Harry swore he heard him say something on the lines of 'oh this will be good'.

"Every one's rooting for you Harry" Harry turned around.

"And Why's that?"

"Because you're the only boy in Hogwarts that has the guts to show his true colors" Seamus said before laughing at the blush on his face. "Don't worry I think you'll do great"

"Oh shove it Seamus, I'll kill who ever did this to me" He muttered under his breathe as he took his spot at the roots of the tree.

"Now Harry lean against the tree and give me a pose"

"Umm, I really don't know what to do, I've never done something like this before" He said taking an interest in the grass beneath his feet.

"Oh…ummm, well how bout just trying to act natural, cuz you're good at doing that, I have plenty of pictures of you looking natural and might I add you look beautiful the best of my works are pictures of you, randomly, during classes, sleeping, and all those other things so all you have to do is act natural." He said with encouragement then sighed dreamily.

"WHAT?" Harry screamed. "Sleeping! When the hell did you get a picture of me sleeping? When the hell have you been taking pictures of me!" his questions were waved away with a hand.

"We don't have time for me to answer all those questions right now I need to take a picture of you. Or you won't win this contest!"

"Oh alright fine, but I don't have to like it." He said with a pout. Then all emotion was wiped off his face in an instant, amazing Colin. Leaning against the tree and bringing his legs to rest against his flat chest, he stared at the camera with a soft smile playing on his lips. His left arm was pressed against the tree and was gripping the lose bark of the tree, while his right arm held his left shoulder. His head was tossed to the side hiding the left side of his face, and exposing the right side for the camera.

Colin gasped at the sight before him. To him, it was like Harry was a professional. He brought the camera to his eyes and with a 'click' the competition had begun.

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OK I know I shouldn't be writing a new story but I didn't want this plot to go to waste. Please review and tell me what you think about this story if you like it I'll continue if you don't then I might stop it. Please tell me what you think I would greatly appreciate it.