Author: xAnarx
Title: Promiscuous Boy
Summary: An incident which occured, the night of the Halloween Ball will become a Train wreck in Harry's Life. This disruption will create mass pandimonium, but how will it end? Happilly or Sadly? LMHP, DMHP.
Note: There has been an accident with my computer during the time I was fixing the story. This has caused all of my data to dissapear and has left me with no choice but to reboot my entire sysem. I no longer have the missing chapters. forgive me for this,but I WILL rewrite them. I should have all the chapters back by the end of the summer, however I will be moving soon so there may also be a delay.
Again, I ask for your forgivness.
Note: I have redone this chapter and since I don't have a beta for this story, please try and ignore minor spelling and grammer mistakes.
If you point them out to me in a review, I will gladly fix it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with Harry Potter. Please do not sure me as I do not get any form of payment for doing this.
With a small groan, Harry opened his eye cautious of the sun that blinded and stung his beautiful emerald gems.
Harry Potter wasn't one to just bed random people, let alone two strangers so when he felt a hand draped over his stomach and another body heavily leaning on him and using him as a pillow, he panicked.
Quietly and undetectable twisting his neck he observed the two men. The blonde hair that looked as soft as silk, shimmered in the sunlight looking more silver than anything.
On his right, sleeping peacefully, with a small smirk gracing his lips was Lucius Malfoy.
Any other woman or man would have smiled and felt either proud or somewhat cock.y he'd bedded the cold hearted masochist man, the only thing Harry was panicking about was the other occupant of the bed. The third occupant. The son.
Draco Malfoy, smiling softly in his dream he looked like an innocent angel in his unconscious wake.
Nothing like this had ever happened to Harry, so in his crazed and overwhelming confusion, Harry roughly pushed the two out of the bed.
Both fell off the bed and onto the marbled flood with a small yet sharp 'smack'. they're stay on the floor didn't last long as they both jumped up onto their feet, one yelping at the sudden contact with the cold floor while the other hissed indignantly.
"What the Hell!" they both roared, shooting shocked and dangerous glares at each other until their eyes landed on Harry.
"Potter?" They both gaped mouths opening like fish.
This was just one of those days were everything that could go wrong would, sadly enough for our dear Harry. It did.
"What are you doing in my bed?" Questioned both Malfoy's, somehow not even realising the possibility of both father and son having bedded the same man, on the same night and AT the SAME time…
Suddenly the two blonde's stiffened as they felt an unfriendly breeze pass through their lower regions. Realisation dawned on all three of their sate of undress.
"What the hell is going on?" Harry and Draco both said in unison.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Harry and Lucius bit back.
"Father!, what is the meaning of this?" Draco asked, looking at Lucius as if for the first time that morning.
"Don't try and blame this little prank of yours on me" Lucius snapped back whilst quickly snatching up a white bathrobe that lay on the floor near the foot of the bed.
Draco noticing that he was the only one revealing himself fully, got back on the bed and under the covers, much to Harry's dislike.
"You haven't said a lot to defend yourself have you Potter?" Draco pointed out, as if finalising his decision to blame the whole incident on the poor boy.
"Ooh no you don't!" Harry snarled, quickly getting off the bed and grabbing the clothes that seemed to be his and darted into what looked like the entrance to the bathroom….A closet.
"At least I didn't accidentally enter a corridor" Harry sighed as he quickly dressed himself.
He walked out a few minutes later and returned into the bedroom just to find the two Malfoy's abruptly shut up as he stepped in.
"What were you talking about?" Harry asked cautiously, as if trying to figure out what they were up to or what they had done.
Neither Malfoy replied so Harry decided to escape while he was still in tact.
'Who would have guessed that I would end up in bed with both Malfoy's,' He thought as he walked up the stairs from the dungeons and towards the great hall still one thought running through his head, 'What happened yesterday?'
He made a small humming sound as he pondered on the his thoughts.
'I was at that dratted Halloween party, I had a dance with... who was it again?' He paused on one of the stairs, just below a trap stair trying to remember his dance partner.
'Oh, I remember it was Chang! The nerve of her, she cried AGAIN! Then she started bad mouthing. Argh! I hate her now, Draco was right she's just an attention seeker. Wait! Draco? Since when was Malfoy DRACO? ARGH! I'm going off topic, what was it that happened yesterday?'
Mrs. Norris passed him, looking at him with her beady lamp like eyes but Harry passed her without even acknowledging her presence.
'Malfoy…They were both there, but what happened?'
'Nothing!' Harry thought reassuring him-self that nothing could possibly happen between him and one of the Malfoy's if not both. It went without prevail.
He'd made it just in time for breakfast, he took his seat at the Gryffindor table and started pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
He then reached up for the spoon when he stopped in mid-action.
'Why was everyone staring at him?'
"Harry, mate, what the heck are you wearing?" Dean asked also staring at him just like the rest.
Upon the puzzled looking expression on Harry's face, Seamus pointed at his robes.
"Oh, my school robes, I know they gave us the week off, but I was in a rush and couldn't find anything else." Harry said thinking everyone would be okay with his answer, but nope, that was not the right answer since everybody was still staring at him weirdly.
"Harry, Why are you wearing Slytherin robes?!" Seamus asked in a barely audible whisper.
One sound ran through Harry's mind 'SQUEEK'
"I swear I haven't got a clue as to how that happened!" Harry exclaimed as fast as he could trying to elude the wrath of his piers.
Nearly everybody in the hall was looking at him in curiosity. Wishing right then and there that the floor would open up in a great big mouth and swallow him whole, Harry thought of hiding behind his spoon when he heard a shout.
"Potter!"
Harry looked up to see Draco Malfoy rushing towards him.
"I want my robe right this instant!" He demanded stomping his foot on the bare floor, holding out his hand in a menacing gesture.
Now everybody in the Hall was listening minus half of the teachers. It was quite an interesting revelation.
"Hey Malfoy, how come our Harry has your robes on?" Seamus asked slyly. Silently sniggering along with Dean.
"I… umm…" Draco seemed to be thinking of an excuse.
"I lent it to him at the ball yesterday you Gryffindorks" He said, quickly, making it sound more like he was saying 'well duh'.
"Why?" asked Dean, "You two are not exactly the best of friends ... well not that I know of." still laughing a little, nudging Seamus in the ribs and almost winking.
"It was just a favour, I owed him," Draco lied easily.
"Um… I don't remember much from yesterday" Harry said. It wasn't a lie. But it wasn't the whole truth either.
"I want my robe back now" Draco ordered, sighing impatiently.
Harry took it off and gave it back to him.
Malfoy smiled a little and then walked out of the great hall and from where his footsteps where coming from, anybody would say he was going to the dungeons.
"Um... Mate, I get the reason why you were wearing a Slytherin robe but why are you wearing a Slytherin shirt?"
All Harry could say was 'Huh?'
"I don't know," Harry muttered "I told you I don't remember much from yesterday very well."
"Well me and Seamus can ask around and see what we can find out?" Dean said then he turned to Seamus and said, "Maybe he even got a good lay."
Snickers could be heard through the Gryffindor table.
"Very funny guys," Harry said sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Look I think I'll go to the tower and change," Harry said.
"Now that I think about it I didn't see you at all last night, and none this morning and you went missing half way through the ball," Ginny pointed out in an almost snippy tone, she was still grumpy that she didn't get to dance with Harry.
"I really don't know what happened so please stop, I seem to have a small hangover," Harry said, "I think I'll go see Madame Pomfrey after I get changed," Harry said before walking out of the Great Hall.
By lunch there was a rumour going around that 'The Harry Potter had came to the ball with a girl, dumped her, and went of with a Slytherin to get laid'.
Harry inwardly groaned at the mention of it.
Then came Monday and first lesson was double Defence against the Dark Arts.
'Absolutely bloody brilliant' Harry inwardly snarled as his mood got more gloomy.
Mr. Malfoy had been asked to be the Defence against the Dark Arts teacher this year and Malfoy senior had accepted the job as he didn't have a lot to do anymore.
Harry had been a little upset about it as he had actually liked DADA, but now he was just ashamed to even be in the room with him, whichever lesson it may have been.
He tried to reassure himself that it was only an accident, but his mind kept rebelling.
'If it was Snape, you wouldn't even go anywhere near the Dungeons' It taunted.
He didn't want to be in the class, he didn't want to be anywhere near Lucius Malfoy, better yet either Malfoy's.
You see the Gryffindor's and Slytherin's have DADA with each other yet again, for the 7th year in a row.
The enchanted bell rang through the halls of Hogwarts, warning them of the time. Ron had actually been normal, a little jumpy from time to time and sometimes very flushed but he was his usual self. Very blunt and not very developed table manners.
Hermione on the other hand had found a hickey on Harry's neck and she immediately went to the library thinking it was some sort of a disease or a vampire attack. She nearly had him go to the headmaster's office before Harry actually admitted it was in fact a love bite.
There were low whistles in the room after Harry's confession and a few daring people actually asked Harry who it was. Embarrassed beyond belief Harry kept his lips sealed.
Harry arrived at DADA last. Everyone was already settled in and ready to begin.
There were no free spaces in the back and the only one's empty were at the front of the whole class, very close to a certain Sr. Malfoy, and another one on the Slytherin's side, right next to a certain Slytherin Prince.
'Well isn't this the choice of the Millennium!' Harry thought sarcastically to himself, 'Malfoy or Malfoy, Lucius or Draco, Serpent or Dragon?'
This was one of those situations were there was no right answer, where every choice leads you to a deadly trap, and that's what Harry was in, a deadly trap.
"Do sit down Mr. Potter," Lucius said warmly almost pleasantly which in itself was shocking.
Harry flushed a little and walked towards the front and quickly sat down.
"Sorry" Harry mumbled as he placed his bag near his foot, under the table.
"That's fine Harry." Lucius replied, giving Harry a small look before turning to the class.
'Harry?'
Lucius was not known for his kindness outside of school, neither on the inside, but he was known to be somewhat kind and generous, Sometimes, but he had NEVER called a student by his or her first name. Just like Severus.
This was bound to get somebody's attention and knowing most of the people in the class, Harry already knew 'Everybody' picked up on the gesture without even turning his head.
If put on 'The Spot' and questioned about what one would do when you start blushing in a middle of your class and everyone noticed it, what would one say?
Panic. Correct?
That is exactly what Harry Potter Did. Panic.
'Oh My GOD, What the heck is going on?
Please don't let them see me blushing! This is ridiculous and embarrassing, not to mention downright weird!!I'm going to die of Shame! Stupid people gawping like fish out of water…'
Harry was clenching and unclenching his fists.
'Idiotic blonde menace! Oh those shimmering blonde locks, like the tides of the blue sea…'
Only one thing Harry could figure out from all of his thoughts were…
That he had some sort of a liking to the One of the Malfoy's. Or both even.
'Harry?'
'HARRY'
'Harry?'
Somebody was calling for him and they're voice was getting louder and louder.
"MR.POTTER!"
"Huh?" Was all Harry said when he came out of his daze.
The whole class erupted in laughter.
This did no good in Harry's momentary blush. It deepened in colour and he curses under his breath.
"I'm sorry Professor but I don't feel well, Please may I go to the Infirmary?" Harry asked.
"I could check you over if you want," Lucius Malfoy Offered. He had a tinge of concern in his eyes but he seemed to know that Harry was also not entirely telling the truth. Harry was nearly glowing bright red now.
He was coloured in at least 20 different shades of red and pink.
Without asking again or apologizing Harry stood and rushed out the class. Completely forgetting his bag, books and wand.
Harry left the class and quickly entered the Gryffindor tower to slow his racing heart and to clear his mind. After about thirty minutes of talking to himself and a string of colourful vocabulary he fell asleep. The enchanted bell acting as his alarm clock, Harry rushed off to the great hall to meet his friends.
"Oh, Harry, Harry!" Hermione waved him over and made him sit across from her and Ron.
"Guys I need you your Help" He muttered
"Sure Mate, anything" Ron said, piling a bit of chicken on to his plate.
"What's wrong Harry, Anything the Matter?" Questioned Hermione. Sometimes she really was like a mother.
Harry felt his chest heave a little, these two really were quite helpful. He leaned forward a little and then whispered
"There was an incident after the Ball. See, I woke up in bed with both Malfoy's. Ever since that I haven't been able to keep a straight mind, and Keep blushing and acting like a girl."
"No offence Hermione " He added hastily. Knowing how defensive she could get.
"That kind of occurrence was very common, I mean I woke up on Parkinson's lap" Hermione said, putting a disgusted look on her face which was reflected by Ron who was still putting food onto his plate.
"Anyway, Where you naked, Any blood, Anything else in the room? Are you sure it was the Malfoy's? What happened after you woke up?" Hermione was asking a million questions in one breath.
"Yes, no, nothing much, was quite plain, Positive, We all kind of shouted and I pretty much ran out of there"
Hermione and Ron looked at Harry as if he had suddenly turned into a monkey.
Hermione replayed all the questions and answers within her head and got everything in order. Ron on the other hand was looking lost.
"Harry please tell me You didn't Have sex with the Malfoy's!" Hermione Squeaked, but it was heard by a lot of the students near by.
"What?" Both Harry and Ron roared.
This got the whole attention of the Hall. Not again Harry thought.
"Of course Harry didn't have Sex with the Malfoy's, I mean come on Herm, You've got to be kidding me!" Ron was very loud. But even if he had whispered it, Everyone would have heard, Especially with this eerie quietness.
"He's a slimy GIT, Both are for that matter. Bloody Death eaters and everything aren't they!" Ron snarled. " Even if he Was gay, Why would he pick Malfoy?"
Hermione was red in the face. From anger
"Gay, That's just disgusting!" Hermione gasped, looking mortified at the slightest mention of the word. "If Harry was then he must be cursed or something!"
Ron was on his feet, his fists clenches as was Hermione who was clenching her wand tightly.
Tears welled up in his eyes. Harry clapped his hands over his mouth. But not soon enough, a muffled cry was heard. That soul breaking sound bounced of the walls reaching every ear in the Hall.
Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Professor Malfoy all stood up at the same time, all ready to break up the argument that was abound to start.
The Head of Gryffindor had a horror struck look, she marched forward, looking more grim than ever.
Severus Snape was thunderous than he'd ever been…If that was possible.
'How dare that rotten little walking brain of a bush say such a crude thing!',
'How dare that red headed turnip of a baboon sacrifice Harry's feelings with not thoughts or regards to them!' He snarled in his mind.
Ron had suddenly realised his mistake. The look on his face was pure shame but it was a little late to take back his words. Hermione however didn't looked ashamed at all.
"Weasley that's 100 points from Gryffindor , and another 50 for this disruption!
The same goes for You Granger, I will be surprised if you two still have your status as heads after this!" Snape Roared.
Harry ran out of the Hall and kept on running. He Didn't want to hear it. He thought that Hermione would understand.
Lately he felt that if he ran, he wouldn't have to face the problems that occurred in his life.
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