Written by: KillerInADress.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: If I must tell you that "Harry Potter" is not mine in any way, shape, or form, then I question your sanity.

EXTREAMLY Special thank you's to: ThatDarnNinja, without whom, the fight scene would have been nothing but repeated curse words and the occasional angry scowl. (More about this at the end of the chapter.)


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Chapter 3:
One should not dwell on "What if's".

But, when we ask Harry Potter, Harry says that this is about feeling like being with Ginny all over again...except the kisses, because those were just brilliant.

But of course, he didn't know even know Malfoy was involved… not yet, at least.


They had only been dating for five days when Draco Malfoy had snapped. After his impressive jealousy surge that morning at breakfast, Draco was finding it harder and harder to keep a lid on his insane envy of Rory. When lunch finally came around, neither Rory nor Harry showed up. At first, Draco was pleased. After all, he didn't trust himself quite as much after the embarrassing display in transfiguration, (shared with the Ravenclaw's this year), when one of the 6th years had boasted about Harry sharing some DADA tips with her while he stayed over in their common room the night before. Draco had snapped the feather quill he was supposed to be transfiguring into a feather pillow and a light blush tinted his cheeks as his mind unwilling thought about what had happened while Potter 'stayed over' with that…that handsome bastard! Draco's blush became much more pronounced when his mind went even deeper into a place he willed it not to go, and he began to think about what would happen if Potter had 'stayed over' in the Slytherin's common room. After another few moments of sweet daydreams, Draco had suddenly thought about Potter, innocent and naïve, sitting in an empty common room with that 7th year, who was looking more and more like a hungry predator on the prowl. Even though Draco knew Tyler was a nice guy, thinking of Potter sitting by the romantic fire, with the Ravenclaw leaning in, looking so Slytherin in Draco's mind that Draco suddenly grew very angry that this snake in disguise was THAT close to Potter. His hands should not be touching Potter anywhere.

It was five minutes before class would end but the images of Rory trying to force Harry to 'trust him' and 'just be a good boy for him' was more than Draco could take, and, before Draco knew what he was doing, he had shouted about how one should never trust a snake in disguise and stormed off, completely ignoring the Professors' calls to him. Pansy was the first to find him five minutes later, standing in the nearest boys' bathroom and viciously trying to drown himself by splashing himself repeatedly with water from the sinks.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Draco slowly lowered his hands and now watched the water pouring from the tap and swirl the sink in a big ring before draining down into the pipe below.

"No?" Pansy asks after a long moment of waiting. When it becomes apparent that Draco is not going to talk to her, she sighs dramatically. Walking over to him, and wrapping her arms around his thin waist, she pulls him towards her. "Then should I just make you forget about everything else but me?" Her tone of voice is an attempt at seduction but having known her for as long as he has, Draco doesn't miss the undertone of worry.

"Look, Pans, I'm just not in the mood." Draco's voice is weary as he straightens and tries to pry Pansy's arms from him.

"Oh, but I think I can fix that if I just-"

"Parkinson!"

"Alright, you big poof, there's no need to shout. I was only joking anyways."

Silence…

"Well?"

"Well what?"

Draco heaved a heavy sigh. "Are you going to let me go?"

"No."

"What? Why the hell not?"

"Because, you are going to tell me why the bloody hell you've been in such a sour mood all day or I'm going to drag you to the Great Hall and declare our love for each other in great, big, sappy words…again."

At this, Draco cringed. The memory of last time still burned into his mind like a horrible nightmare you can't seem to shake off. "You wouldn't." He ventured. But Draco knew all too well that she would.

"Do you really believe that?"

Silence…

"Alright then, let's go." Pansy said as she started to tug Draco towards the bathroom door.

"No!" Draco half screamed, half shouted, his voice much higher than it normally was. "I'll talk, just, let me go, okay?"

Pansy didn't try to hide the gloating smirk as she released her tight hold on Draco and walked around so she was facing him. "Well…Talk." Draco sent her a glare just on principle. But it held no venom.

"Potter." He mumbles after another long moment.

"Again? That stupid prat? Damn, I thought you actually had something important that was bothering you. Hell, if I had known it was just Potter, I'd have jinxed him and been eating lunch by now."

Draco's face changed into a deep scowl and Pansy beamed, fanning innocence. "Then why don't just go eat and leave me alone." His tone was icy as he turned away and hunched back over the still running sink.

"Jeez, he's really gotten under your skin this time, huh?" Pansy reached out and stopped Draco from continuing his earlier display of trying to kill himself via sink water. "Alright, I'm listening, what about Potter?"

"Pansy, I'm in trouble… I think I might be in-"

"Oi! There you are! I've been looking all over for—hang on, what the hell are you doing in here, Pans? This is a boys' bathroom!"

"Of course I know that, Blaise! I was look for Draco. In case you missed it while you were hitting on that Ravenclaw with fig-tree-ugly shoes, but he flipped out in Transfiguration and I was worried!"

"What do you mean, 'in case I missed it'?! How could I? The whole fucking class saw his little show… AND WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT! HIS SHOES WERE BLOODY ATTRACTIVE!"

Draco heard Blaise shouts from the corridor as he slipped by them unnoticed and made his way to the last half hour of lunch. Joining him and looking like the fighting had changed to a very furious snog session, Pansy and Blaise slid into the Great Hall and sat beside him, still bickering. But of course, Draco was now very distracted by the fact that his happiness of not having to see the 'Happy Golden Couple of Hogwarts' had faded to something resembling worry and angry. Worry was first as he started thinking of all the reasons why Potter wasn't in his usual spot besides the other two members of the 'Golden Trio' and then, the anger began to settle in as once again, his mind went to a darkened common room and a poor little Harry, trapped and helpless, left at the mercy of a sneaky snake.

If only Draco had gone straight to lunch instead of the boys' restroom, and, by passing his favorite courtyard on his way to the Great Hall like he always did on Wednesdays, he would have seen said 'Golden Couple' having quite the couples fight. And, perhaps if he had been present to witness this fight, things might have ended up very, very different.

But then again, one should not dwell on "What if's".


Rory and Harry, the 'Golden Couple of Hogwarts', had had their first real fight. While walking to lunch, Harry asked Rory why they never sat at the Ravenclaw table anymore and Rory, not wanting to admit that he was jealous, had lied. And that was a big mistake.

"YOU LIED!" Harry yelled as his fists clenched. He stared defiantly into the guilty hazel eyes of his boyfriend, angry and feeling slightly betrayed.

"Look, Harry, can we-"

"No!" Harry had stopped walking and was thankful that courtyard seemed to be empty. "One thing, Rory, I ask you to promise me one thing!"

"It wasn't really a lie, I just thought that-"

"It wasn't a lie? What, so you really think that, then, do you?" Harry knew he couldn't hide the hurt in his voice but he kept his eyes as emotionless as possible. Of course, Harry never was very good with hiding his emotions.

"No, Harry," Rory mumbled, feeling horrible for lying and hurting Harry like he did. "You know I don't." Looking down in Harry's green eye with his own apologetic brown ones, Rory couldn't help noticing the flicker of emotions going on inside them.

"So, you admit you lied then, do you?"

The older boy sighed and dropped his gaze to the grass around his shoes.

"Tell me the truth." Harry demanded softly, trying to keep voice gentle. Harry didn't want to admit it, but he was starting to feel as if their whole relationship was losing it's 'High' and all that was left were some lustful kisses between two people who didn't know each other anymore…and maybe, they never did know each other to start with. –But- Harry couldn't help thinking, -if I just give it time…it's only been five days, after all.-

"Harry, I don't think it's a good idea to ta-"

"I think it's a very good idea, actually." Harry said shortly, cutting off Rory once again and making it clear that he was not going to drop it.

Rory exhaled noisily, taking his time in the examination of his shoelaces before slowly lifting his gaze to meet his boyfriends. "Alright, I'm bloody jealous. Are you happy now?"

Harry Potter stared at his boyfriend incredulously. "Jealous?! Why?"

That set Rory off. "Why? Why?! Because you're my fucking boyfriend, Harry! I can be fucking jealous if I fucking want!"

And that, had set Harry off. "Yes, I'm YOUR boyfriend! Why the hell don't you trust me?"

"I do trust you, Harry! IT's others that I don't bloody trust!"

"Don't I get a choice?! You really think I'd just go snog the next boy who walks around that bloody corner?!"

"Well maybe you should if that's what you think! Hell, you won't even snog me in public corridors but you'll snog some stranger?!"

"OF COURSE I WON'T SNOG SOME BLOODY STRANGER, YOU PRAT!"

"THEN WHY BRING IT UP?! IT'S NOT LIKE I'M JEALOUS OF EVERY FUCKING GUY THAT COMES NEAR YOU! IT'S NOT LIKE I'M GOING TO LOCK YOU UP SO NO ONE CAN TOUCH YOU! I'M JUST SAYING I'M FUCKING JEALOUS OF FUCKING MAL-" Rory came to halt in the middle of top-of-the-lungs yell when he realized he'd been about to say 'Malfoy'. The Ravenclaw wasn't sure why he was afraid to point a finger in Malfoy's direction, Harry had been right; he did have a choice, after all. But still, Rory was worried with all the attention Harry gives his supposed 'Arch Rival', that if he exposed Malfoy as gay, his boyfriend would suddenly want to ravish him up a wall. (Plus, Rory was positive Harry hadn't noticed Malfoy was gay yet or that he fancied Harry…and, Rory has no plan to make this known to the younger boy either.)

"What?" Harry asked, voice still biting with anger and breathing slightly harder than he normally would have thanks to their yelling match.

"Nothing…" Rory mumbled, suddenly feeling very stupid and very, very possessive. "Look, can we just go to lunch and forget this?"

"Just go to lunch? Just go to fucking lunch?! Rory, you're jealous but you won't tell me who you're bloody jealous of! How in the hell do you expect me to-"

"It's not important who I'm jealous of!"

"IT IS TO ME!" Harry's voice cracked with the amount of emotion he was trying to suppress. Hurt, and offended. Ticked off, confused, and feeling all around awful, Harry tightened his already clenched fists, his nails digging painful into his palms as he took a step towards his boyfriend so he could get right into his face, which was flushed from the all the shouting.

"WHY IS IT SO BLOODLY IMPORTANT? WHAT, DO YOU WANT TO GO TELL THEM YOU'RE TAKEN? COME ON HARRY, THE WHOLE FUCKING SCHOOL KNOWS YOU ARE, TELLING THEM IT'S GOING TO CHANGE A FUCKIN-"

"YOU NEVER KNOW UNTIL YOU TRY, DAMN IT! AT LEAST I COULD GO OUT OF MY WAY TO AVOID THEM SO YOU FEEL LESS JEAL-"

"I KNOW, OKAY? I'VE DONE THIS BEFORE WITH OTHER GUYS AND IT DOESN'T CHANGE-"

"OTHER GUYS?! YOU WANT TO BRING UP OLD BOYFRIENDS NOW?! THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

"I'M JUST SAYING THA-"

"MAYBE I SHOULD BE THE BLOODY JEALOUS ONE!"

"JEALOUS?! WHY THE FUCK SHOULD YOU BE JEALOUS?!"

"I DON'T KNOW, SAME REASON YOU ARE, MAYBE?!"

"WHAT THE HELL DOES-"

"BOYS!" The sharp voice of Professor McGonagall cut through the pair of hostile students and they fell silent, looking towards the archway were Professor McGonagall stood looking both livid and stunned by their behavior. "Would you kindly mind explaining just why you're spending your lunch hour out here, at each others throats?" And though her words were level with only the slight twinge of fiery, there was no mistaking the cold, hard glare she was now giving both of them.

"Well, you see professor…" Rory began, but in his hesitation to think up a proper excuse, Harry had turned a glare of his own on him.

"Because my boyfriend is a right arse." And with McGonagall's shout of,

"FIVE POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR FOR SUCH LANGUAGE, MISTER POTTER!" Harry is already stalking off in the opposite direction toward his next class.

"Well!" McGonagall says exasperated once Harry has rounded the corner.

Rory offers her a meek smile before saying darkly, "I don't think I'm very hungry just now. I'll see you, professor." And then turns to head off to his next class, feeling down and upset, not knowing if Harry will still want to meet up with him after class for their usual afternoon break. Glancing out on the grounds as he made his way through the Entrance Hall, It was all Rory could do to keep himself from catching up with his boyfriend before he made it to his "Care of Magical Creatures" lesson; and demanding he tell him why merely being bloody jealous upset him so bloody badly…of course, he knew Harry wouldn't like that one bit. So instead, he walked up the stairs to the Charms room and silently prayed that the stubborn Gryffindor would have calmed down by the time class ended.


Authors Notes: First off, I'd like to thank ThatDarnNinja and her AWESOMENESS! The original fight scene between Rory and Harry went a little like this—

"Curse word. Curse word. Curse word. Curse word. Jealous. Curse word. Hate you. Curse word." And then repeated around twenty times.

After reading this, ThatDarnNinja suggested taking away some of those curses and replacing them with some softer, easier words, and perhaps few details. I ended up begging her to just write a fight scene that she would think was good and then receiving a replied version of hers, I compared her to mine and noticed she took out almost ALL my curse, added an extra page of conversation/yelling matches, and even some details about what the characters were doing. In the end, I could hardly read and understand mine compared to hers and I kept hers (with her permission) and added a few more curse words because, really, she thinks bloody is a horrible curse word. In the end, the fight scene, and the last few paragraphs of the Great Hall scene, and the adding of McGonagall, is pretty much all of ThatDarnNinja's work so again, amazing thanks to TDN for her awesomeness, and patience's, and ability to still understand what I want to get across when half my words are a colorful stream of curses! SHE IS MADE OF AWESOME!

Now that that is settled, I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews and for taking time to continue reading. You guys are also made of awesome!

Also, I know in the books, Harry and Ginny didn't date and breakup over the summer before 6th year, but in this story, they did.

And, after a review brought this to my attention, I would like to point out that in the bathroom scene, Draco was not about to tell Pansy that he was "In love" with Harry. He hasn't admitted that to himself much less to anyone else. I originally wrote for him to say "I think I might be interested in Potter...like, I want to shag him up a wall, interested." But I changed my mind and cut that out because I wanted Pansy to find out after Blaise. Random, but I just felt it would make a more entertaining 6th chapter if I did it that way. Either way, I just thought I'd clear that up before I get more reviews asking that question.

Reviews are still welcome as always and I hope you all still want more chapters.

Thanks. ^^