It all began as a 'simple-every-other-day at Hogwarts' day. That is, until we came across Harry.

Harry was sprinting down the halls, running like a mad man. Robes, Cloaks-you name it- were flying behind. Horn-rimmed glasses were painfully pressing against his face due to the imaginable speed. Flushed and panting like a pregnant women in labour, Harry was running away from Merlin knows what! Voldy Mouldy? Fred and George's latest Weasley's Wizard Wheezes product? Not really. Try a seventh year Terry Boot that ingested a Weasley product.

'MERLIN, NO!' Harry screamed as he pushed past people.

'But, Harry! I have to! I need you! It won't feel the same!' A very whiney Terry replied.

'ARGH! Move faster you damn legs!' Just when Harry was going to round the corner, His trainers had to untie at that very moment. 'ARGH!! NOOO!' Harry yelled as he plummeted to the ground superman-style and landed on the cold, hard floor.

Terry gave a feral smile and advanced to Harry tantalizingly slow. Harry's heart was about to beat out of his chest.

'Oh Merlin, no! Oh God! I'm Sorry! Hermione, I never meant to stick Ron's sock in your hat! Ron, I didn't mean to sneeze on you! Oh God! Fred, George, I'm sorry I never tested your products when you asked!' Harry thought as he scrambled to get up and back away slowly.

'Harry, don't runaway! I know you really want this! You're just dying to have my prick shoved up that pretty little arse of yours!' A-not-so-Terry-Terry said in a singsong voice.

Harry shuddered and couldn't help but whimper. Oh boy, who would have guessed a Weasley product could falter the boy-who-lived, when he never faltered in front of the Dark Lord? Harry looked around wildly. Seeing if there were any means of escape. 'Yes! A person! Oh, wait! NOOOO! Why does it have to Malfoy?' Harry thought hastily.

*

Draco was mindlessly strutting down the halls, when he spotted his favourite victim, Potter. 'Ooh, would you look at this! Oh! Potty looks like a little, helpless deer caught in headlights!' He smirked.

*

Even though it was Draco, Harry had no choice but to feel grateful. No doubt would he take the golden opportunity. Harry dashed under Terry's outstretched arms and sprinted into Draco. Harry moved in such speed, that he resembled a black blur in both Terry and Draco's eyes.

Draco grunted at the added pressure on his chest. Draco's gaze travelled downwards and spotted a very flushed Harry latched onto him as if he was some sort of Lifesaver. 'That's new,' Draco thought, 'Sort of nice…Wait! What am I Thinking?!'

'What in Merlin's balls are you doing?!' Draco Screeched. Wait, Malfoy's don't screech.

'Shh!! Please, just for once follow my lead!' Harry whispered desperately.

'Huh?' Draco thought. This was in fact, the first time in is life he was ever this confused.

'Oh, Draco! I'm so happy you're here. Terry's after me, babe!' Harry purred batting his long lashes. Draco had a bewildered expression on his face. Never, has his name been said in that tone of voice. It had Draco's knees buckling.

'Er-no problem…Harry?' Terry looked absolutely furious.

'Hah, you think you can fool me?' Terry asked through gritted teeth.

Harry panicked. He looked anywhere but Malfoy or Terry. Tense and nervous at what he was going to do; Harry squeezed Malfoy's robes in his fist.

'Oh Merlin! Why do you hate me? Oh God, I can't believe what I'm about to do!' Harry thought.

Harry blinked slowly and with lustful eyes, he stared at Malfoy; all together trying not puke.

'WHAT?!' Draco thought as his eyes buggered out of their sockets. 'Oh Merlin, he's leaning in!! Why aren't I stopping him?!' Draco thought.

'Maybe, because you don't want to.'

'What? Who said that?'

'You,'

'What? What? What?! No I didn't!'

'I'm a little thing called the "reasonable thought" in the back of your head. Now shut up and kiss him! I know we want to!'

'Oh Merlin, I am nuts and I do-MPHRL!' Draco's sequinned thoughts were interrupted by a pair of soft, plump lips on his own. Draco instantly melted into pile of putty. The kiss was so intoxicating. Without realizing it, Draco was trying to deepen the kiss and to his amazement, Harry shyly responded.

Harry must have come to his senses because he quickly pulled away. Draco Inwardly cried leaving him with a familiar buzzing feeling slowly travelling south. Draco was lonely and hard. Really hard.

THUD!

Terry was on the floor. Fainted probably. Harry sighed and walked over to the limp body, the Weasley product must've wore off. Harry sighed again, lifting Terry by the armpits and pulling him on his back. Slightly staggering, Harry headed towards the Gryffindor towers. Harry looked back at Malfoy.

'Well, thanks. I-ugh have to go…Draco' Harry said softly trying out Malfoy's name.

Draco was left astonished, 'Er- no problem…' he responded uncertainly.

Harry smiled lightly and made his way to the towers. Oh boy, was he going to have a nice chat with Fred and George.

*

"Hi Harry!" Both Fred and George said in chorus.

"Hello…Guys," Harry said calmly.

Both Fred and George's grins faltered, vanishing slowly and an awkward expression replacing both their identical faces. Harry smiled calmly again and dropped the unconscious Terry on the ground.

'Ha Ha!' George said weakly and looked at Fred. Both of them raised their arms in a surrendering manner.

'No need to be mad, Harry!' They both said.

'Oh, I'm definitely not angry…'

'Oh ha ha, phew!' Fred said.

Harry smiled and looked at the both before speaking, 'I'm FURIOUS!!!!!!'

Fred and George had their mouths open in a silent scream before they scrambled to runaway.

A/N: Hope you like it!! I started writing this during the christmas break and I finally finished it!! xD I know my Grammar is sorta bad! So, Anyone willing to beta it? :P