Yeah, I had someone ask why I use my own lyrics. Simple answer, because I think they apply and also because I enjoy writing songs and if they're going to aid my stories, then I'm going to use them, okay?

Besides, it's not as if they're bad lyrics. Are they?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of its characters, spin off films, collectables, etc, etc, etc. However, I do own the lyrics!

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You by my side is all I crave

My lips touching yours is all I want

My hands tangled with yours

Your body against mine

Harry stared at the crowd of people in the stands. It looked like half the school had turned out just for the try-outs. He wasn't entirely sure just how the word had got around this quickly, but it definitely had.

"Justin Hamilton!" Harry called.

A short, rather scrawny boy fly up into the air. Next to him, his co-judge Alexandra was shaking her head. Demelza was the chaser as they had opted to cast the keeper and then the chaser. Within minutes, Justin Hamilton was back on the ground, having put all his effort in but failing to stop all the goals.

Most of the people who tried out were exactly like him. They were hopeless. As the day wore on, Harry found himself growing agitated, but Alexandra put a relaxing hand on his arm and Harry calmed himself down.

"Melissa Young," Harry called.

A girl in the year below Harry smiled at Alexandra and kicked off, soaring to the hoops where she stopped all of the goals. Harry nodded to her as she dismounted and called the next one. Almost an hour later, and finally everyone had been tried. Melissa was definitely the best out of all of them.

"You okay with having Melissa on the team?" Harry asked Alexandra.

Alexandra laughed at him and called Melissa over.

"Melissa, you're on the team," Alexandra told her.

Melissa squealed and jumped up and down, before pulling Alexandra close to her and kissing her. Harry looked on as he saw the girl he had known for four years kissing another girl.

Come on, Harry thought desperately. They're both really hot girls and they're kissing for crying out loud! If this doesn't turn you on, you're gay. When they pulled apart, Alexandra turned to Harry and mouthed thank you.

"Um, sorry to interrupt this but we need to cast our chaser," Harry said. "Melissa, do you mind being our keeper for the try-outs? You may be up there for a while. We've got fifty-two people to get through."

"That's fine," Melissa mounted her broom. "See you later, Alexandra."

"Bye, lover," Alexandra had a wistful look in her eye as she watched her girlfriend zoom off.

It was whilst the twelfth person was doing really badly that Alexandra talked to Harry.

"You know, homosexuality is common in our world," she said casually. "It's in the muggle world that it's still a bit taboo. I've always known I was a lesbian, so coming here and finding out that I was accepted was perfect. My mum had tried to make me really girly. You know what I mean? With the blonde ringlets and the little pink bows and all that stuff? Well, it was when I got to my second year and realised that people didn't care that I told my parents."

"You don't look like a lesbian," Harry commented, keeping his eyes on the next person.

"Of course I don't," Alexandra laughed. "I've got long black hair, blue eyes and I dress like I'm a girl. But I am a girl. Lesbians don't have a stereotype and nether do gays or bisexuals. I'm normal, just like everyone else."

"I think you're better than normal," Harry said. "You're nicer than normal people."

"And you're shier than normal people because you don't like what people think of you," Alexandra replied. "I mean, it's okay to be gay, Harry."

"What do you know about that?" Harry snapped.

"Harry, I'm a lesbian, I know when someone's scared about their sexuality," she turned her beautiful blue eyes on him. "Just go and jump whoever you're thinking about."

Harry blushed but didn't reply. All throughout today, watching everyone mount their broom, only to climb back off defeated several minutes later, it had allowed his mind to wander, and he had gone back to thinking about what had happened last Sunday in Snape's quarters. He couldn't lie and say that it didn't turn him on, because it did. Extremely badly.

He'd never wanted anyone this badly before, but he was worried about following his hormones instead of his brain. But would it really be that bad? Would it be bad to be a normal teenager and allow himself to give over to the natural urges.

Harry contemplated that question whilst the various flyers tried and failed to impress him. At the end, only one person was left and that was the person that Harry had almost choked at.

"Neville Longbottom!" Harry shouted.

Neville came out to lots of jeers from the Slytherins who had gathered and his face flushed. However, his eyes were determined as he kicked off and flew gracefully through the air. Harry held his breath as Neville threw the first quaffle and it went straight through the hoop. Melissa looked at the hoop in wonder then back at Neville, who was gearing himself up for the next throw.

In fact, Neville got three out of five in, which was pretty damn impressive as Melissa had to perform some tricky movements to stop them. By the end of this, the entire pitch was silent, save for Neville landing, during which he did fall over. However, Harry ran over and lifted him up.

"Congratulations, Neville," Harry grinned at his friend. "You're on the team."

The Gryffindor common room was an uproar that night as Neville and Melissa were inducted into the team. Raucous behaviour and the consumption of banned alcohol ensured that it was a night to remember as first Melissa, then Neville were put through several shaming experiences, which including Melissa losing her top and bra as Jimmy cast a vanishing charm. All the boys stopped and stared (apart from Harry), and they were shocked when Alexandra jumped on her girlfriend and began playing tonsil tennis.

After two hours, Harry pulled Alexandra, Melissa, Neville, Dean, Seamus and Lavender over and took them out of the common room. They followed him silently and Harry stopped them on the seventh floor corridor and walked along the wall three times.

The door appeared and Harry opened it, ushering everyone indoors. He had barely closed the door when a knocking fell upon it and Harry opened it.

"Heya, Harry," Luna drifted in. "Sorry, I was told you'd be here."

After Luna came two boys that Harry wished had stayed away. At least, he wished one of them had stayed away and the other had sneaked into his bed at night. Draco and Theodore Nott entered the room and Harry closed it.

"I never?" Harry asked the group.

Everyone cheered apart from Neville and Luna, who simply looked bemused. Actually, Luna just looked normal, but Harry believed her to be bemused.

"Who doesn't know the rules?" Harry asked.

Neville and Luna put up their hands, along with Lavender, who admitted that she was hoping she'd be able to pick up the game as it went along. Harry was just about to explain the rules when Draco cut across and explained it.

"Basically, we take it in turns to say I never...and if you have done it, you have a shot. For example, if I were to say, I never snogged a teacher, anyone who has will have to drink."

Everyone sat in a circle and the room provided shot glasses in front of them. They began the game with simple things (I've never kissed a girl, I've never been caught wanking by my parents) but as they became more inebriated, the sentences became more and more unusual.

"I've never had a sex dream about someone of the same sex," Dean slurred.

Alexandra and Melissa clinked their glasses together and downed the shots. Draco and Harry shot a look at each other before drinking their shots. The room was silent for a few seconds whilst everyone digested this information, but Alexandra broke the silence.

"I've never fallen in love with someone in this room," She announced, before downing her drink.

Melissa downed her drink before clasping Alexandra to her and kissing her roughly. As everyone else's eyes fell onto Melissa's hand up Alexandra's top, Draco lifted up his glasses, tilted it towards Harry and drank it, never breaking his gaze.

Harry drank his as well but a loud moan from Melissa captured their attention. Alexandra had taken to placing her hand up Melissa's skirt and Melissa had broken their kiss, her mind otherwise occupied.

"That is so hot," Nott said in a thick voice.

As he spoke, a door appeared in the wall and Alexandra removed her hand and pulled Melissa to her feet, leading her over to the door.

"Nott, do you want to join in?" Alexandra asked.

Nott jumped to his feet and hurried after them, closing the door behind them.

Seamus offered his hand to Lavender, who accepted it and they disappeared into another room that had just materialised. Dean stood up and left, muttering something about finding a girl, leaving Harry, Draco, Luna and Neville sat in the room. The boys looked at each other and shrugged.

"Luna," Neville addressed the dreamy girl sat next to him. "May I have the honour of walking you to your statue?"

"You may," Luna beamed at him and took the hand he offered.

As they left, Harry felt himself become panicked. He couldn't stay in a room with Malfoy, he really couldn't. He couldn't trust himself. Draco sidled closer to him, but Harry couldn't move. Draco just sat there, not moving, but not speaking. It was almost impossible for Harry to bear.

"Harry," Draco said his name finally.

As Harry turned to look at him, Draco darted forward and kissed him. However, yet again, as Draco raised up a hand to touch him, Harry jumped away and climbed to his feet, walking backwards until his back hit the wall.

"Harry, what's going on?" Draco asked.

Harry just shook his head and left, running away like he did last time.

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Harry's being odd.

Considering Harry and Draco just drank, admitting that they love someone in the room, he's being weird. I don't know?

Well, I do know! Because I write this rubbish!

Anyway, five reviews remember.

And there's just the next chapter and epilogue to go.

Bye-bye

Adrian

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