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Sirius! What the heck was his godfather doing here? Don't get him wrong he loved the man dearly, but …It didn't make sense! Sure, the man had been proven innocent of all charges but... What reason would he have to be here? Unless… there was something a miss? Perhaps Dumbledore had called an Order meeting to discuss Voldie, and his resent mayhem. Thought that couldn't be, his scar hadn't hurt recently.

Hhhmmm…Okay, now he was curious. What exactly was the animigus up to? What with that idiotic smile plastered across the man's face, he had to be up to something…but what? He had a wolfish grin dancing across his face that just screamed of dastardly deeds in the making, or already set into play. It didn't add up? So why else was Sirius in Hogwarts for? If not an Order meeting…then what?

"Aaahhhh! This is too much for me to think of right now, I'll just ask Sirius about this tomorrow, when I can actually think straight", he thought exasperatingly, snorting at his last thought. Since the beginning of fourth year, when had his thoughts ever been completely straight? After all he was gay in all sense of the word, but he wasn't one of those flamboyant types… Merlin forbid!

By the time Harry's mind had once again re-joined the world of the living, Sirius was no longer in-sight. The boy-who-lived merely shook his head, and went back to his first task at hand. Which, needless to say, his stomach was now annoyingly reminding him of?

On his way to the kitchens he had faced no more obstacles or distractions, to keep him from his goal. Which he was very grateful for, as his mood wasn't improving, in the least.

"Finally", the teen sighed, tickling the pear.

Slowly, he opened the portrait. Where before his eye he caught sight of spectacle he would have never expected walk in on in a period of eternity.

There in the small rounded kitchen table sat a very giddy Draco Malfoy, chipmunk cheeked as he stuffed his face with fresh chocolate chip cookies, pancakes, and lushes ceramal dipped ice-cream. Malfoy looked as happy as a five year old in a candy store.

The Slytherin prince had yet to notice him within the vicinity, as he was much too preoccupied with stuffing his face. Not even the house elves had bombarded him in their regularly manner that resembled swarm of flies to a rotting corpse of a flesh.

Anyone who had walked in at that moment would have stared at the display before them, wondering if Voldmort had started doing the hula or if they needed glasses. Draco Malfoy wolfing down sweets, house elves nowhere in sight, and the boy-who-lived having a reality misconception as to if he was alive, dead, unconscious, or dreaming.

'Okay, I'm seeing things' was the first thought that flew through his sleep deprived mind. "Ouch!" the raven pinched himself. 'Okay, maybe I'm not', he closed his eye's for a second and yet still there sat a gluttonous Malfoy heir sucking his digits clean, one by one. Not a single drop of the caramel and syrupy goodness was wasted, no crisp or crumb left in sight.

Mmmmhhh… harry thought as he watched the blond Adonis under his invisibility coat. His mouth watered at the spectacle before him wanting nothing more then to join the blond Slytherin in completing his task at hand. Sure, Malfoy's a bloody git, but even he had to admit that the blond narcissistic pratty git was, well, handsome.

So, of course any gay young man with eye sight and a hormonal teenage libido would be thanking the gods for such a show. However, Harry was to say the least conflicted between his sexual desires and his long time rivalry with the git who sat at the table of unending supply of baked goods and sweets.

Harry was beside himself on what he wanted, could, should, or was expected as always to do, on relation to the blond youth.

So what do you guys think should I try to force myself to restart this story after years? Ideas would be helpful…there was this one veela fic I recall that said sweets were a main food group of theirs because they needed to consume a lot of sugar…but Harry was the veela in that fic…? Anyone know which fic I am talking about?