A/N: I really liked this chapter. I think I added more to the characters and the plot. After all, there is always a love story in a war flick, right? wink But don't think this story is going to stop being funny and random. I refuse to let that go! It's just getting more intense. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might. Have the wish I wish tonight. I wish I owned Harry Potter. sigh for I do not own Harry Potter…and I'm running out of ways to make a disclaimer! LOL

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Rei Magami

I'm glad you liked my story! If you want to add it onto your HP LP, please email me the link. My email address is in my bio. Thank you! I'm really happy that my fic is a favorite of your even though you normally don't read this kind. It's nice to be loved! LOL

Lady Slone

Yes, my friend Alex's name is Alexandria. LOL. And she really looks like that…white hair and blue eyes. She's a hottie! And she's bisexual, so that's great too! I couldn't figure out a good character for Harry to meet over the summer, and she's the one who corrupted me (not in the same ways of course…I'm straight) so I thought I should base a character off of her! And she was really happy that I gave her silver Porche.

Padfootlover719

My Alex or the story Alex? Well, the story Alex has really rich parents. His father is making a deal with the drill company Vernon Dursley runs, so that's why they were at dinner. Alex sleeps around a lot and loves to party, but he's not a slut. He just loves sex, and he's very picky over who he sleeps with. He's going to start college in the fall, is a muggle, and is going to major in painting. That's right, he's a visual artist! w00t!

tuesday night

Yes, I'm sure we would all love to introduce Harry Potter to the wonderful world of sex! I know I would! And if people keep idolizing Alex, her head will explode and I'll have to clean it up!

Gryffindor16

Alex is not getting in the way! The Alex parts are in the past…what happened to Harry over the summer…and Draco and Harry continue in this chapter…so enjoy the wonderful goodness! And conflict was added (ahem…thanks to Alex, as you will learn in the future).

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Yes, compliments will work. I like knowing what my friends think is funny in the chapter and what they want to have happen…so if anyone could comment on that kind of thing, just put it in a review! You'll learn more about the whole thing about Alex and Draco being similar partly in this chapter and then later. Alex will bring up Draco later too.

CHAPTER 10: LOVE AND HATE

"I have to say…Harry Potter is my favorite."

Harry just stared at the Slytherin sitting next to him. Here they both were, in the middle of the night, alone, in the Gryffindor common room. Draco scooted even closer to Harry, making the latter squirm slightly. Seeing how uncomfortable Harry was getting, Draco leaned forward until their faces were so close they were breathing in the other's air.

"You…are my favorite." Draco whispered, then proceeded forward, landing his lips against the raven-haired boy's. He was surprised to feel Harry make the next move, and he opened his mouth to allow entrance of the sweet tasting tongue.

Draco's hand slowly descended from its place on Harry's cheek down his neck, along his chest, and down his thigh. It then rose again, coming into contact with a nice little surprise between Harry's legs. At the touch, Harry gasped, turning his face away from Draco and breaking their kiss. Draco smirked.

"You've got a boner, Mr. Potter."

Harry restrained from eye contact. "It's perfectly natural." He breathed. Draco leaned even farther forward to nibble on the Gryffindor's ear.

"You're getting off on this."

Harry suddenly sat up. His hands pushed against Draco's chest, throwing the blonde away from him on the couch.

"Get off of me! And get out!"

Draco hissed at him to shut up. "Do you want to wake the entire house?"

"I'm sure they would all be surprised to see you here. Maybe I should just yell really loud. I'd like to see their reactions."

Draco's cocky face disappeared into one of horror. "Don't!"

The raven-haired teen glared at the Slytherin intruder. He opened his mouth, only to have the aforementioned blonde jump on him, clamping a hand over Harry's mouth.

"Don't!" he whispered.

Harry struggled under his hold. Draco finally released his grasp over the tan boy, but he did not leave his position above him. His legs were on either side, Harry on his back, straddling him. Their hips were touching each other, and each felt a recognizable feeling against them. The two boys just stared at the other. Neither could get enough courage to move, for fear of what that friction might induce.

Finally, Harry thrust up slightly; trying to give the hint that he wanted Draco off of him. The action caused the blonde to gasp audibly and close his eyes.

"Don't move." He moaned. Harry felt himself get even more turned on at the sound of the plea escaping lips where normally harsh insults came from.

"Draco…" Harry whispered. The pale boy's eyes fluttered open to stare at shining emerald jewels.

Draco stood up, allowing the Gryffindor to sit up and get to his feet. They glanced at each other tensely. Harry broke the silence.

"Wait here." He said. "I'll be right back."

He headed up the stairs to his room, leaving Draco standing in front of the fireplace. He stared into the flames, and in every flicker he saw Harry's face. The sound of someone descending the stairs made him spin around, and then sigh in relief to see the dark-haired boy returning into the common room. He had his glasses on.

"I wanted to…umm, see you."

"And you couldn't before?"

"Not really."

"Why do you need to see now?"

Harry was now only a few feet in front of him, and he closed the distance quickly. He then surprised Draco by pushing the blonde onto the floor.

"What the hell are you –" he started, but was hushed by the look on Harry's face. It was seductive…and seemed a bit driven by hate.

Draco just watched silently as his jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped. Harry left them on, though, seemingly in a rush about the whole thing. Draco tried to sit up, only to have a strong hand push on his chest, pressing him into the floor in front of the fire. His eyes grew large as Harry yanked his boxers down to expose his cock to the room. It wasn't exposed for very long, though.

The Gryffindor bent his head and took as much of Draco into his mouth as he could. The blonde closed his eyes and bit his lips, trying to suppress the moans that purred in his throat. Spurred on by his "victim's" reaction, Harry continued his act of blowing Draco Malfoy.

Draco couldn't' believe how great Harry was at it. He'd had a couple blowjobs done on him before (including by Pansy, Camie, and even Percy at one time) but they were nothing compared to this.

'Oh, gods!' he screamed in his mind. His sinewy hands gently moved down from over his head to rest on his chest.

Harry felt himself grow hard at the sounds escaping from his new play toy. He released the prick from his mouth and licked it up and down, earning a delightful yelp of appreciation from soft lips. He lowered his head again and returned to his former bobbing motion.

'He looks just like Alex from here.' He thought. He then felt a hand moving over his own cock, still suppressed in his pajama bottoms. Draco had sat up unbeknownst to him and was rubbing his hand over the bulge on his front. Harry grabbed the arm and pinned it to the floor. He stopped his "feasting" for a moment to say on word to Draco.

"Don't."

"Why no-Ooooo."

Draco broke off his question with a moan, biting his fist. Harry could feel him getting close to cumming, and he quickened his pace. Draco gave out a sort of whine-like moan, and Harry gulped down the cum in his mouth.

'I love you.' Draco thought. 'Harry, I love you.'

Draco took deep breaths, trying to calm his speeding heart. His eyes were tightly squeezed shut, and he only opened them at the feeling of Harry rising above him. He watched his raven-haired peer stand, but he did not look down. He was staring at the flames, his green eyes dancing from the flickering lights.

Draco sat up and pulled back on his pants. He stood and zipped them up and then buttoned them. He continued to wait for Harry to say something, but when the Boy-Who-Lived didn't, he cleared his throat.

"So…what do you want to do now? I mean…I don't-" he was cut off by Harry.

"Leave."

"What?"

"Get out."

Draco looked confused, and took a step toward him. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, only to have Harry spin around angrily and smack him upside the face. Draco's hand flew to his cheek. He could feel a burning sensation from where he had been hit. The Slytherin took a step back.

"What are you playing at?"

Harry was once again staring at the fire. He didn't say anything for a minute, but when he did, what he said, filled Draco with inexpressible rage and hate for the teen.

"I never want to see you again. We aren't friends, Malfoy. You and I…we're not friends. I'm going to go on like tonight never happened. Don't think anything has changed between us. I got the better of you just now, and you know it. I've won this war with you, and I'll win the one's in the future as well, whether they be between you and me or not."

Draco's stomach churned. "This isn't over." He hissed, then ran for the door and back down to the Slytherin house. Once there, he collapsed onto his bed. He didn't cry. He was too angry to cry. Potter had betrayed him. He had thought that maybe there was something there. a passion, a flame. But no. he was used…it was all just a game to the Golden Boy!

'I hate you.' Draco raged in his head. 'Potter, I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.'

A/N: I think that this is the longest chapter I've written so far…not sure. I hope you all liked it! And problems will now begin! Welcome to the MAJOR WAR!