A/N: I know, I kept you all waiting and wondering what would happen when Lucius came. Well, now you get to find out!

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"No!" Draco yelled out, smashing his broom into the locker-room wall. His team was about to leave for practice as soon as Gryffindor was done, so he was alone in the room. He screamed again, this time so loud that owls on the other side of Hogwarts flew up, troubled.

"Harry Potter!" He yelled, waving the note as he walked out onto the field. The other team was having a strategy meeting, and Harry looked over the moment he heard his name. He was glad Draco was there, and was going to ask if Draco was okay as soon as his practice ended, but it seemed better sooner than later.

"What do you want?" The Gryffindor boy called out, running over to his lover's side.

"What the fuck is this?!" Draco asked, shoving the paper in Potter's face. "You cheat, but a day later after I find out and you've already messed around?! And with that Weasely boy, at that!" He was flushing in anger.

Harry stepped back, taking the note and reading over it. "Malfoy, this is NOT my handwriting. I don't even use notebook paper, only parchment! I've been practicing, I can't write on my broom!"

Draco frowned. "I… well, who else would write this?!"

Harry sighed and walked Draco over to the locker room, then took out his book bag, then opened a notebook. "Me and Ron pass this around during class. He bought it last year when he got sick of parchment." He pointed out one of Ron's messages. "Does that look familiar?"

Draco squinted his eyes, then pulled away, looking wide eyed. "So… Weasely wrote that?"

"No, duh! Dracey, I love you, no matter what. I would never cheat!" Harry said, taking a gentle hold on Draco's arm, then sliding it down to take his hand, "Ron is just jealous. He's always wanted me since-- well, that a long story and--"

"How long of a story?"

Harry sighed. "We had sex. It was years ago, second year at Hogwarts, okay? I was a bit off, one of the Weasely sweets I'd tried. Ron had a thing for me, still does, but he just took it a little too far. We became friends with benefits not long afterward, but I put a stop to it as soon as I could. It's over."

"Soon as you could… how long, Harry?"

Harry shook his head. "About three and a half semesters." He admitted.

"He's still obsessed…?" Draco asked, "Why?"

"'Cause I was the type of guy that turned him on."

"What type of guy is that?" Draco moved just a bit closer to Harry, holding his hands.

"That's not important." Harry turned his head away, obviously ashamed by something.

Frowning, Malfoy took Harry's chin in his fingers and kissed the other boy. "Tell me, by god, or when my Father comes for Winter Break I'm telling him about us."

Harry grunted, then sighed. "Submissive. Happy?"

Draco smirked. "Yes, you're my type of guy, too!" Then Draco pounced, pinning Harry to the bench.

"No, no!" Harry said quickly, pushing Draco back, "We can't do anything here, my team will be here any minute!"

"Acio, broom!" Draco's firebolt came to his hand, then he held it out to Harry. "My room, now. You haven't got much of a choice."

Harry laughed, then kissed Draco passionately, then agreed. They went to Draco's private dorm and spent the rest of the evening their.

~*~

When Harry returned to his room, it was well past midnight. He'd had a fun day, but it was time to get back to business, and he wasn't going to wait until morning to do it. He grabbed Ron's shoulder and shook him awake.

"Hey, can't this wait until the sun is up?! I'm tired!" Ron whined, looking up… then froze. Harry was looking at him with eyes full of lust. Ron instantly went silent as he watched Harry crawl over the bed, then under the covers with Ron. He had Ron's back to the bed, the Harry had a leg on each side of Ron's thighs.

"I think we need to talk," Harry whispered, leaning down and breathing warm air next to Ron's ear.

Ron was instantly alert. "I think we need to continue this conversation in the bathroom, or somewhere else," He said, eying their sleeping peers around them.

Harry nodded, the plan he had devised was working well. He got off the bed and held his hand out to Ron. "Lead me there."

A few minutes later they were in a hidden potions room that doubled as cabinet space for ingredients for the main Potions room. Ron pressed Harry up against a couch, but Harry shook his head.

"No," Harry whispered, "You sit down. I have a treat for you."

Ron smirked, enjoying the idea. He sat down, cold in just his boxers.

Harry slowly stripped in the dim candle light until he was in nothing but his own boxers, like Ron. He made slow movements taking off each sock, bending his body over without bending his knees, letting Ron have a nice view of the ass he used to own. When he was done he set himself on the red head's lap, a leg on each side. He placed his hands on Ron's trembling shoulders.

"We've not done this in so long," Ron said, running his hands down Harry's tight torso. He pinched Potter's nipples, making Harry give him a involuntary gasp. Wanting more, Ron pulled his hands lower, placing them on the back of Harry's thighs. "Get up on your knees like you used to do," He instructed.

Harry followed the orders, not particularly enjoying himself, but knew how this was going to end. "Like this?" He asked innocently, lifting his rear into the air.

Ron laughed sadistically, squeezing the other boy's ass. "Yes, that's good. That's very good. Try to stay still…" He toyed with Harry's sac, then slipped a hand up Harry's boxers, circling Harry's entrance.

A low moan came from Harry, then a cry as Ron entered a dry finger.

Loving every ounce of Harry's pain, Ron began to slowly thrust his finger into Harry, then added another, and another. Harry yelled every time Ron thrust into him with his fingers. Ron was very hard, enjoying Harry all too much.

"I'll stop," He said, "if you want me to… but there's a price."

Harry shook his head, unwillingly. He knew from past experience that if he obliged, though Ron would stop his inexcusable torture, he would have Harry suck him until just before he came. Then… Harry didn't want to think about it. It didn't seem right, not with Ron. But he wasn't to the part of his plan yet.

"N-n-no, don't stop." He said, clenching his fists in pain. He put his head down, then used his hands to lower Ron's boxers. While Ron continued to thrust his dry fingers in and out of him, Harry licked up the sides of Ron's hard member. Then, he swallowed Ron's member into his mouth, sucking hard. He didn't use his teeth at all, knowing how Ron hated that. He moaned, still in pain, but it all made it better for Ron.

"Oh, oh…! Harry!" Ron cried out, thrusting his hips up. But that wasn't what he wanted Harry to do-- as so, he pushed Harry away, removing his fingers from the boy.

He stood up, pushing Harry to the ground. "You never did that before, what reason would you do it now? Especially if you still like Draco?!"

Harry frowned. He knew that tone, he knew Ron too well. Ron had caught onto him. "Ron, look, I can't let you do this to Draco! That note was waaaay to far over the line!" He yelled.

Ron shook his head. "If you and I had just kept what we had, things cold have been very different." He lifted his wand, whispered a spell, and left Harry bound and gagged. "You've been stupid. If you wouldn't have left your wand in the room, maybe you might have stood a chance against me…" He whispered, leaning over Harry.

Harry's screams became muffled. He didn't expect his plan to go this wrong. He wished he'd told someone what he was doing in advance. It was too late now, though. Ron had him on his stomach against the couch. He felt Ron's rock hard member enter him, and it was too much for him to take. Then, Ron began to thrust…

Less than a minute later Harry passed out, tears still rolling down his face, his rear end filled with Ron's seed.

~*~

"Weasely, where is Harry?!" Draco asked in a yell, grabbing Ron's robe and holding him against a tree in the courtyard, letting the long leaves hide them.

Ron smirked. "This is a nice position, Malfoy. Maybe we should do this more often."

Draco shoved Ron hard against the tree again. "Cut the crap, Weasely, where is my boyfriend?! What did you do to him?!"

"He came to me, then made a mistake." He laughed, "I made sure to not put any of him to waste. Don't worry, though, he's fully intact, just a little damaged. If you find him in time he won't even die!"

Draco growled and jabbed Ron with his wand. "Tell me where he is, Ron, or I'll kill you right now."

"I wish I knew," Ron said simply, "I erased that memory."

Draco dropped the carrot head, glaring. "If I don't find him, I swear upon my family name, I will kill you."

~*~

The blonde man slammed the paper down on his desk, then slammed his cane into the ground. "What do you mean, you're gay?!" Lucius yelled.

"It means I like boys, father," Draco said, backing up slightly, "But that's not what I need your help for. I'm glad you came… I need you help."

"Help with what, your gender problems?!"

Draco sighed. His father wouldn't understand. "Father, what would you do if mom was kidnapped and raped, then hidden to where you could not find her?!"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Lucius asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Because," the young Malfoy sighed, "it's what happened to my lover. I need help finding him, dad, and you're the only one who I can think of that has the power to help me."

His father looked suddenly proud. "And what about the rapist?"

"I wish to have him killed, father," Draco replied, "but he's my lover's best friend. I would do anything to make sure he's never in any sort of pain. Loosing a friend… that's just too much to bear, especially for the soft hearts of Gryffindor."

Lucius chuckled.

"What's so funny?!"

Lucius sat down and smiled at his son. "I will help you find the boy and get revenge, but… Draco, I'm ashamed… A Gryffindor?"

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A/N: Yes, Lucius seems to understand his son, but will he once he knows that it's their young nemesis?

Also, will they find Harry before time runs out?

Finally, will Air write a chapter with a little more HermionexLuna action? Or perhaps Weasely fan service? We would ALL agree that that, agreed?