Viva La Vida: Revolutionaries Wait For my Head on a Silver Plate (full name)

a/n: I hate that this took me so long but I'm excited for this sequel! I have major plans for this one so stick with me here. AND of course review…pleasey please. For real, reviews make my life. So yea, I don't own Harry Potter, and the lyrics in the title are from Coldplay, not me. ENJOYYY!

Chapter One

The fact remained, Harry Potter was still gorgeous. He had accumulated quite an egotistical air over the past couple weeks when his friends had divulged to him that he was indeed a sex pot. He took the news with surprise but after he realized that everyone wanted him he became a new man.

But now his world came down to one figure. His name is Draco Malfoy.

Very quickly Harry's obsession with himself ended and his energy was channeled to this…being of such unfathomable excellence that it nearly made Harry's head spin. It was almost disconcerting how obsessed he was.

Almost.

Now, the raven haired boy sat in Transfiguration – of course not listening to a word Professor McGonagall uttered – looking out the window to the lake.

The great mass of murky water rippled and swayed at the disturbance caused by the Giant Squid. Harry stared for awhile fantasizing about the extremely forbidden kisses him and Draco exchanged at impossible hours of the night.

Something about the fact that these late night exchanges were so unexpected and so not right made Harry feel more aroused by it. He liked the adrenaline rush he'd get when his mind played tricks on him to make him think he heard footsteps trailing after him on his way to meet his soon-to-be lover. The way his heart pounded, thudded against his rib cage, rattling it and making his breath hitch and stagger – he liked it.

Mainly he just thought he was a bad arse. That somehow sneaking out made him seem just so cool.

The Giant Squid now glided farther from his view, a tentacle skimming the water's choppy surface. Harry averted his eyes to the tree shading the room from the sun outside. On one of the leaves he noticed a glittering beetle resting almost as if it was looking at him.

"Potter!" McGonagall barked, "Will you pay attention? I don't speak for my health you know. Now if you would kindly transfigure my desk back into its original form."

From behind McGonagall a pig with quills and parchment and moving pictures on its back, gave a snort.

-:-

"Ronald!"

He hadn't expected her to take the news so harshly.

"You mean to tell me you MADE Harry become and egotistical prat?!"

Hermione resembled his mother, Molly Weasley, now, with her hands on her hips and a matching look of fury on her face.

Ron thought that since Harry was no longer acting like such a bastard it'd be okay to tell Hermione, his girlfriend, that it was indeed him who fiddled with Harry's ego. He'd used the Ego Reversal Potion with the help of Blaise Zabini.

"So Zabini was in on this too?" Hermione roared.

Birds in a nearby tree fluttered out of it, startled by the noise.

"Since when did you start talking with him? You hate Slytherins!"

Brushing off the subject, Ron said, "That's not the point. The point is Harry is not acting ridiculous anymore."

Hermione quirked an eyebrow at him as though considering that perhaps the fact that Harry was normal again was good.

"Well yes…" she started a in a bit more of a calm tone, "…I suppose you're right."

Ron smiled at her.

"See? Everything's fine now," he said hurriedly.

"But…he still seems a bit off. Distant kind of…" Hermione trailed. She tapped her chin in wonder.

Oh crap, Ron thought, she noticed.

-:-

Ginny Weasley, Lisa Limm and Colin Creevey sat in the noisey Gryffindor common room that evening coming up with strange diagnosis for Harry's new behavior.

"It is possible though that he was slipped a Depression Drought," Colin pressed.

"No, no! The look in his eyes are loopy and drooley. He's in love," Ginny said with complete confidence.

"NO!" Lisa practically shouted causing the entire common room to turn their heads.

"Calm down," Colin rolled his eyes as Lisa ducked her head into the crook of her elbow.

Ginny tried to stifle her giggles at Lisa's silliness.

"Anyway," Colin said impatiently trying to renew the conversation. "Whether we like it or not it is very possible that Harry is in love," he continued.

"But…but…" Lisa spluttered at a loss for words. "He…he's suppose to love me."

Ginny, was this close to saying something but she didn't. She couldn't hurt Lisa with her sarcasm, it'd be heartless. For Lisa had a hard time understanding that not every single one of her "loves" would love her back.

Especially, since she had put so much energy into her crush on Harry Potter. She had it so set in her head that she'd one day catch the heart of the noble hero.

Ginny thought the whole idea was ridiculous.

The whole idea of Harry Potter, that is. To be honest, Ginny was kind of sick of him. And she was definitely sick of Lisa's obsession for him. It was high time she moved on.

-:-

"Blaise," Pansy started tentatively. Her voice had that hint of worry that was normally Blaise's cue to evacuate the area.

The dark boy stood up from the black leather couch in the Slytherin common room and stretched his long torso, prepared to turn in for the night. He pretended not to hear Pansy calling for him and tiptoed toward the boys' dormitories.

"Blaise!" Pansy's shrill voice split his ear drums. She grabbed hold of the neck of his robes and pulled him back into the thick of the common room and pushed him into a chair at one of the work tables.

"I've been trying to catch your attention for the past ten minutes, what's wrong with you?!" her eyes popped giving her a slightly mad look.

"Er, sorry, I was kind of spacing out," Blaise lied.

"Now. I'm worried about Draco, he seems so…not himself lately…You're his best friend. What's going on with my baby?"

Blaise rolled his eyes at the delusion Pansy had that Draco was her "baby". But he didn't exactly have the heart to tell her otherwise, especially with the given situation…

-:-

Draco, hidden by a Disillusionment Charm, slipped right by Blaise who was being interrogated by Pansy, out of the common room. Once he was in the Entrance Hall, he lifted the charm and scuttled along the hallways and chambers to the Spot.

The blonde's insides writhed with adrenaline as he waited for the Chosen Devirginizer. Even though this whole idea was completely absurd and wrong on so many accounts; he loved it. He loved sneaking out at night, meeting Potter in the designated spot and getting the pants snogged off him.

It was wrong yes, but it felt deliciously good.

Then he was being pinned against the wall by some invisible being. At first he thought, what the hell? But then he felt a very familiar hand run up his flank.

"Potter."

"Malfoy," the other boy purred.

"Take off the cloak, not being able to see you is weird."

In a whoosh of cloth, Draco was staring at a godly creature with messy black hair, inexplicably gold skin, emeralds for eyes and a gorgeous body. A bit of his chest could be seen from the opening in his shirt where his tie was missing.

Almost immediately at the mere sight of him, Draco started to feel hot in the face.

Potter stared into his eyes, his face glazed with lust and desire.

Then, without being able to contain himself any longer he pulled Potter forcefully to him and latched his mouth over his.

Draco thought that he for sure was seeing stars, as if a burst of white hotness was exploding at his mouth as Potter's tongue twisted his own and explored it with expertise. He wondered how someone could possibly be this good at kissing. How someone could make every cell in your body move together in one rhythm.

Trying to keep up Draco pulled Potter ever closer – he could almost feel their bodies molding together – and kissed Harry Potter with more gusto than he had ever kissed anyone in his life.

When he slipped his hands under the Chosen One's shirt he felt Potter grind against him and let out a moan into his mouth.

And then just when Draco thought he was going to crawl up the wall in ecstasy, a pop, brought him back to Earth.

-:-

"Gin, you have to see this!"

Ginny looked up from her Potions essay to see Colin practically stomping over a pack of first years near the portrait hole to get to her. He had a wild look in his eye.

Uh oh, Ginny thought. His news could only be about one person.

"Where's Lisa?" he asked his voice sounding strange, but before Ginny could say anything Lisa came down from the girls' dormitory. "Here I am, what's up?"

"Sit."

Lisa sat on the couch next to Ginny with a quizzical look. "What's going on?"

"I know exactly why Harry's been acting oddly. Look at this."

Colin held out a photograph in front of the two girls. Ginny peered at it not exactly sure what she was seeing. Then Lisa shot up grabbing the photo from Colin's hands. Ginny stood up next to her to get a good look.

"Oh my god."

more to come, i swear....