Earl Cain: Welcome to the second installment of 'Harry Potter and the Frisky Potions Master'. *Bows elegantly*

Draco*waves a hand in the air* Whoop dee doo...

Harry: Cool... I like it. *Cheeky grin at the blonde*

Earl Cain: Guys don't fight... Note: No Dracos were harmed during the making of this...

Draco pulled back with a small surprised gasp, "You...You kissed me..."

"So I did," Harry smiled. His smile quickly dissolved into a frown as he saw Draco panicking. "Draco? You okay?"

The blonde shook his head, "No I'm not at all..." He felt as though the world was spiraling away from under his feet. He'd so carefully hidden his crush on Harry. Did the raven-headed man know? What was he doing to do?

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Harry asked, his emerald eyes studying the trembling man. "It was one kiss..."

"G-get out," Draco sputtered as he managed to get up and run to the bedroom connected to this small living area. He threw himself across the bed to think on what had just transpired.

Harry left with a quiet, "See you later Draco." He closed the door and went to bed.

"Get to work studying the instructions," Draco told his large first class of the day. He'd finished the entire 'What-I-Expect-of-You' speech a few moments before. "When you understand, you may begin to make the potion. Put a bit in a vial once finished, and bring it labeled to me and set in on my desk. I shall grade them tonight and tell you how you did tomorrow." He gave his class a smile (a few girls swooned a bit).

He settled into his work of looking through papers at his mahogany desk He soon realizes he was being watched and looked up, "Ah Cayden, one moment." HE rummaged around his desk and brought up a book. "Here."

"Thank you, Professor," Cayden gave a winning smile and went back to his seat. His lab partner was a golden headed teen whose looks were only rivaled by Gilderoy Lockheart, an ex professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts or DADA.

Draco began to shift through papers again, and his mind was completely focused on the dull work until someone knocked. He looked up and spotted Harry in the doorway. Shit.

"May I have a word, Professor Malfoy?" The man asked sweetly. He gave Draco a grin. "Please? Please?"

"Of course, class I shall return in just a moment, please continue to work quietly in your seats," He walked out shutting the door. "Yes?"

Harry gave a small smile, "I wanted to apologize for last night. I'm sorry, Malfoy." He crossed his own arms uncertainly.

The blonde's eyes widened then narrowed, "It was a kiss, Potter and not even a good one. Who taught you to kiss? Your ex-boyfriend Weasley?" He tsked, "Well, he's not very good is he? He crossed his arms conceitedly.

Harry rolled his eyes, "Oh puh-lease, I was being nice, and my ex isn't Ron ." He crossed his own arms. "Look, let me make it p to you with dinner. I'll be by your room at eight with wine and food." He left before Draco could say anything.

Draco huffed back into the room, "..." He sat and tried to work. Someone soon tapped his arm, "Hmm?"

Cayden gave him a soft smile, "Hi, we don't understand some of the steps, help."

After helping his students, Draco went to sit and think about the night to come. He wasn't so sure what to do.

That night at precisely eight o'clock, Harry came in. He held wine and a basket of food, "Hi there, Draco." He began to remove things from the basket, bread, chicken, cheese, and two wine glasses.

Draco sighed, "Sure come in." He sat on the couch and accepted the cup of red wine. He wasn't so sure about this, but he swallowed some of his wine quietly and soon asked, "Why are you here?" He watched him out of the corner of his eye.

"Because I can be of course," Harry laughed. "Maybe I wanna find that heart under the evil exterior." He moved closer to the blonde.

"Potter," Draco growled annoyed. "Shut up." He glanced away and sipped more wine. He noticed Harry staring at him and frowned, "What?" It was a bit unnerving to tell you the truth.

"Just where are all of your friends? Crabbe and Goyle? Pansy and Blaise?" Harry inquired softly. His voice held genuine curiosity.

"Friends? What friends?" Draco spat angrily. "I have no friends." He drew his legs up to his chest, "They didn't leave him, so they may be dead. Who really cares?" He glared at the carpet.

Harry hadn't expected this, "Draco, I'm here, and I helped." He wrapped an arm around his waist. "Didn't I?"

"Yes, you did help a lot," Draco murmured. "Thank you." He looked up at him. "Where are your friends? Granger and Weasley?"

"Hermione's still at the university for a bit longer, and Ron's with here. They finally got a hint, Harry chucked. "They are so happy together."

"Do you have anyone?" Draco asked his voice a bit shaky. "Since Ginny I mean?"

"No, the last relationship I had ended badly. Jo- err Josephine wanted fame and money." Harry said hoping Draco wouldn't notice the hesitation. Draco did of course and urged him to tell him the true name. "Josh wanted fame and fortune..."

"Josh? You like men?" Draco asked almost in a whisper. "Really? Me too..." He took another short gulp of the wine he held. " I had no idea." He snuggled a bit and felt Harry's arm tighten around him a bit.

The bespectacled man nodded, "Yes, loads figured it out like Hermione. Looking back, it was so obvious. I never did do well with women." He laughed a soft musical laugh. "Have you dated? I remember you and Pansy being close."

"Pansy and I separated before Voldemort fell," He said. "She is the only person I've ever been with." He blushed at his lack of a love life and smiled at the man.

Harry leaned in for a kiss, "Oh sorry, I forgot." He pulled back and was surprised when Draco gave a small cry and kissed him. "Draco?"

The blonde pulled away and leaned into him, "Apparently getting me drunk was the right thing to do." He gave Harry a tipsy, adorable smile.

Earl Cain: There it is, sorry it's not better but it's about one in the morning and I'm sleepy... So go to my profile and let me know which couple you like in the lovely review you shall hopefully leave.

Draco: *snoring lightly and grunts awake a bit* Nooo I don't wanna be a Munchkin... Stop...

Earl Cain: *Alarmed* Kay goodnight... did he just say Munchkin? WTF? LOL. Read and Review. Peace and love. Also don't be afraid to ask me questions, or give me tips. I'd love to hear your favorite couples as well. 3