"No, Pansy, I don't want to go," Draco waved her arm away. "I've told you a dozen times that I don't—"

"You don't want to do anything anymore," Pansy snapped. "You should think of this as a good thing. Not something to be upset about! Not like it's some kind of curse!"

Draco glared at her. "It might as well be. Pansy, do you know how much trouble this is? Do you know what my father will do if he finds out? Worst of all, Dumbledore—"

Pansy walked around Draco's bed and put her hands on her hips. "Quite frankly, I could care less. Forget that barmy old codger Dumbledore. He helped your father once, and so what? Now he's the greatest man in the world. And as for trouble, you weren't so worried about it when you snuck me in here—"

Draco was glad when she got cut off. He was getting quite sick of her, and if he could get rid of her, he very well would. All she did was nag and complain lately, like she was in a permanent PMS mode…

Blaise's arrival was what interrupted her as he came into their dorm. Draco saw Blaise's look of disgust and raised an eyebrow.

"Goyle got himself landed in the hospital wing. The buffoon ate some kind of messed up cupcake. I told him not to, but the idiot reached for it and stuffed it down his throat anyway. It was obvious something was wrong with it. They don't put cupcakes out for lunch! Crabbe's sitting up there with him if you're wondering where he's at."

"What did you expect?" Draco smirked as he got up. "He's a buffoon, you just said—"

"Draco Malfoy, I'm not done with you!" Pansy said, snatching his hand as he started to walk by her. "If you think you're just going to ignore me just because—"

Draco rounded on her, furiously snatching back. "I'm very well done with you, Pansy! Your nagging is starting to seriously piss me off, and I don't need this right now!"

Blaise, sensing the danger, moved forward, tugging Draco away from Pansy. "As much as I like fights and all, this one would be a bit unfair, and potentially dangerous to others." He looked at Pansy. "I think it's best you go back to your own dorm."

Pansy glowered at him, her hands balled up. Blaise noticed and added, "I wouldn't suggest you hitting me Pansy. I can brew up a pretty wicked potion, and you know it. And if one drop of it mysteriously landed in your goblet…"

Pansy tensed and after one final glare at Draco, stalked out of the room, slamming the door as she left. Blaise eased his grip on Draco's arm and sighed. "I see things are beginning to stress you out."

"Really now? What was your first clue?" Draco rolled his eyes and kneeled down in front of his trunk, looking through his clothes. "The shock? The anger? What about my constant—"

"Don't snap on me," Blaise glared. "I've been helping you, so I suggest you be grateful."

Draco shot a glare back. "I never asked for your help. You offered, so don't make it sound like I actually owe you something. I don't need to owe favors right now anyway. I have plenty else to worry about."

Blaise's face eased up. "So what's with your sudden mood swing back to normal?"

Draco shrugged, finally finding a shirt he wanted. "Like you just said, mood swings. They're uncontrollable."

Blaise nodded. "You must be experiencing hell right now. I'd be freaked out of my mind."

"What do you think I was doing the past month?" Draco asked, shoving the shirt over his head. "There's honestly nothing I can do to deal with this, except wait until Christmas. When I head home, my father will know what to do." Draco frowned at that. His father might actually kill him…

"And if he doesn't?" Blaise raised an eyebrow. "There is a possibility that this can't be helped. And you understand how this works, right? By December, Pansy will be—" Draco shot him a look and he quickly changed the subject. "Ehm, so…I thought you told Pansy that you weren't going?"

"Changed my mind," Draco grabbed a pair of pants and quickly put them on. Last, He grabbed some shoes and motioned to Blaise to head out with him. He followed, shaking his head.

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Severus yanked on the brush in his hair, it deeply matted in his tangles. He swore as it finally pulled through and sighed. It was no use. His hair simply wasn't cooperating. He transfigured the brush into comb and began working at his hair again, yanking out knot after knot. That was, until it got stuck again.

"Dammit," he murmured, glaring at his reflection. That's when the bathroom door opened and in barged the twins. He sighed as they stared at him, both choking down laughs.

"I like your hair accessory Lexis," Fred grinned as he shut the door. "It suits you."

George's face matched Fred's. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?" Severus snapped. Those two had been pretty good at keeping their distance until now…

"Easy there tiger," George said, putting up his hands in defense. He reached out and gently started to work the comb out of Lexus' hair. Severus sighed as he let the red head attempt to get it out. There was nothing George could do that made him look worse.

"Big date today?" Fred asked, leaning his chin on Severus' shoulder. "Darn. I'd of thought we were warming up on you and you might consider taking us out." His arms snaked their way around Snape's waist.

Severus kept his mouth shut as he watched George get the knots out of his hair with ease. He wondered how the red head was able to do that. When he tried, he couldn't get a single knot out without almost yanking out his hair. George noticed him watching and winked.

"So, who's the lucky girl?"

"I'm not going on a date," Severus said flatly.

"You've never gotten pretty just to see one of us," Fred whined.

"Maybe because you two are not worth—ouch!" Severus winced as George snatched at his hair, a small smile on the red head's face. "What the bloody hell are you doing!?"

"You shouldn't be mean," George said as he leaned on Severus' back, one of his legs blocking him from moving to the right. Fred already preoccupied his left and they both smiled at him as George handed Fred the comb to start working on the left.

"There's a difference from being mean and telling the truth," Severus glared as George's arms wrapped around him so he was now how Fred was before, just on the opposite side. He really didn't like where this was going…

"I guess rude would be the better word then," Fred said, jumping on the sink counter. He eased his left leg around the slightly annoyed boy next to him so that he had no choice but to stare at the red head's chest. Severus sighed as he realized he was stuck in another awkward position. Why he never moved away from these two when he had his chance was a complete mystery to him. He believed it had to do with his temporary throw back of age… he assumed when he went back, everything else did too, including his reaction time, a little common sense, and his ability to sense danger—or in this case, two red heads trying to harass him…

Severus tried to move a bit, but George's other foot quickly blocked his path, making him move a bit closer to Fred, who smiled.

"I'm not done with your hair yet," Fred smiled, a mischievous glint in his eye. He began to work on Severus' hair again.

"I believe I'm capable of fixing my own hair," Severus said, "now I'd appreciate if you let me—"

"We've missed you," George said, nuzzling his cheek. "We haven't seen you in forever and you already want to get rid of us. It's been a good two weeks since we've gotten any kind of chance to be near you…"

Fred leaned forward some so he was within an inch of Lexus' face. "I missed you most," he winked, "but it was all George's idea to come in here this morning. I'm glad we did, because we both have something for you."

Severus cocked an eyebrow as George let him go and moved to his left side. He let his eyes shift from in front of him to his side, watching carefully. Whatever surprise these two had for him, he knew had to be unpleasant…

Fred's and George's lips suddenly pressed against his cheek and he jumped back, a little startled. He almost fell in the process, but quickly steadied himself. His eyes narrowed and his hand shot for his pocket. George grabbed his hand and Fred quickly pulled him back, grabbing his other hand. Fred also felt the need to wrap his legs around him, making it almost impossible to get away. Severus' face turned both an embarrassed and furious red as he gritted his teeth.

"He's mad Fred."

"I know George."

"Should we let him go?"

"He'd hurt us then!"

"He wouldn't hurt us! He loves us! Don't you Lexie?"

Severus' felt helpless as the two held his hands and body immobile. That made his mood even worse as he desperately attempted to get away from the two and failed. Their grip on him was gentle, but for some reason he couldn't shake them off.

"Let me go you—"

The bathroom door swung open, and in walked a sheepish Ron. He rubbed his eyes a little before turning to look at the three crowded around the mirror. At first, he just looked blankly at them, like he couldn't see them there; but then, his eyes widened into huge orbs, and his jaw dropped.

"What the bloody hell are you two doing!?" Ron exclaimed and ran forward, tugging Lexus from their gasp. Severus looked at him in surprise. Was the younger red head actually helping him? "That's practically Slytherin flesh over there! That's disgusting!" Or not. Ron turned to him. "No offence." Severus glared back, feeling quite offended anyway.

Fred and George rolled their eyes. George was the first to speak. "Listen here Ronald." Ron's cheeks flashed pink.

Fred eased of the counter and crossed his arms. "You aren't dad—"

"Obviously you're not because the Dad we know would trust our judgment."

"—and you're certainly not mum!"

"Again, obviously not. Mum's saying is 'If you're happy, I'm happy.'"

"So how about you stick a cork in it—"

"Stop trying to act like you're older than us with your lectures—"

"And stop nagging!" they both yelled this at him, making him turn beet red. The twins stormed out after that, grinning and winking at Lexus as they did so. Severus just kind of stared in shock, wondering what he should do. Before he could decide though, Ron ran through one of the other doorways in the bathroom, taking him to a smaller bathroom where he could be alone.

Severus sighed. There wasn't anything he could do to help the situation. His eyes flashed to the mirror and he stared, slightly stunned. He got closer, to make sure he was looking at his own reflection. His hair actually looked pretty…great. The two had combed out all of the knots his "fellow" Gryffindors had encouraged him to keep as it was a part of the house "style." Messy and uncontrollable.

Seeing the knots combed out of his hair, clean and dry, his hair straight and free to move in any direction, it easily shifting when he moved his head… He had to admit, even with the knots out, he still looked quite Gryffindor, but not in a way that displeased him. His hair was actually quite nice, nice enough for him to go without the greasy Slytherin touch he'd first intended… He owed the red heads, big time.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to get his revenge, however. Those two pushed their affection just a little bit too far this time…

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"How are you feeling today, Harry?" Hermione asked him as she met him at the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm fine," Harry yawned. He looked around the common room, searching for Ron and Lexus.

"They're already at lunch," Hermione said. "I volunteered to wait for you. Ron's stomach was growling, and I didn't want him to be alone, so I sent Lexus along with him. I hope they're getting along…"

"Did they leave arguing?" Harry asked as they exited the common room. "If not, that had to of been a pretty good start."

Hermione laughed. "Lexus looks different this morning. I thought I should give you a heads up."

"Bad different?" Harry questioned.

Hermione thought for a moment. "Well, I suppose you'll have to make that decision when we finally get down to the Great Hall. I think he looks quite nice today, but your opinion might be different."

"Like how you fancy Ron and I don't?"

"I suppose so," Hermione laughed. Harry joined in and they didn't stop until they entered the Great Hall. They both searched for Ron and Lexus, finding them sitting across from one another. Lexus was watching, both amazed and disgusted, as Ron stuffed half of a hamburger in his mouth.

"You eat like an animal," they heard Lexus comment as the two friends took their places, Harry next to him, Hermione next to Ron.

Harry had taken in Lexus' appearance as he walked in. Hermione was right; Lexus did look quite nice. More than "quite nice". Actually, Lexus was, beautiful, if you can call a guy that, and it was only because of a change of clothes and…hair? Did his hair look different?

Harry had tried to walk slowly towards him so he could finish looking. Lexus was dressed in a green muggle band tee that fit comfortably on his skin, with a pair of black skinny jeans, and plain black converses, laced with lime green shoe laces. This was attire Harry certainly didn't expect from Lexus. If Lexus was raised like any other Slytherin, which Harry assumed he was, being from the Malfoy family, Harry would have expected him to just be in black robes and loosely fitted formal attire. Then again, Draco didn't dress much like the rest of his table either…but that was because he'd snuck out and gotten his muggle clothes in secret until his parents found out and finally agreed after a few months to let him buy the clothes he wanted… Harry decided he'd ask Lexus later about it so he could get a real answer.

As they got closer, Harry was able to examine Lexus' hair better. For one, he'd brushed it. And two, it wasn't at all greasy. It looked fresh and silky, like he just got out of the shower. His hair seemed to move super easy, for when he turned his head, it went flying in that direction before settling around his face perfectly. Harry couldn't stop himself from blushing as he admired Lexus' look of the day.

"Yeah yeah," Ron said after he finally swallowed down his food. "After this morning, you shouldn't accuse me of being an animal."

Lexus turned bright red. Harry, who had still been blushing before, was now confused, and one look at Hermione showed she was as well. "I suggest you keep your mouth shut about that Weasley…"

"Don't worry, I will. I never want to relive that experience again, especially in my thoughts," Ron shivered. "Nor do I want to share that. It'd be ruining the family—ow! Bloody hell! Have you gone mad?"

Lexus had apparently kicked Ron under the table, grinning and giving a small laugh before looking at Harry. "Feeling better, Harry?" He stretched his name a little, as if to make sure that the boy realized he'd said his name.

Harry, remembering last night, went a little pink. "Y-yeah," he stuttered. "Thanks."

It was Ron and Hermione's turn to look confused now. Lexus just smiled back in return. His head suddenly turned when Draco entered. He was strutting in, as if the past few weeks of what Severus' had guessed was fear, had never happened and he was completely over it. He raised an eyebrow at him when the snooty blonde turned his way. The pale boy mouthed later in response and then looked to Severus' right and winked at Harry.

"He's in a good mood," Harry said slowly. "That's good though. I was getting worried about him."

"Getting worried?" Severus asked.

"Okay, okay, I was getting worrieder," Harry smiled, rolling his eyes.

"That's not a real word," Severus gave a small smile back. "So how do we go about getting to Hogsmeade? Apparating isn't an option I've read."

"Yes, because of all the spells and enchantments on the castle," Hermione nodded. "Did you read that in Hogwarts: A History? You've just never told me. Anyway, we just take the thestrals. I hope you haven't had any witnessed deaths…"

"Or," Ron said, "we could go a secret way."

"Secret?" Severus questioned.

"Ron's brother's found a secret passage a long while back," Harry explained. "I had to use it a few years ago to get to Hogsmeade. I had some problems with my guardians and…"

Severus nodded in response. 'So that's how the boy had gotten to Hogsmeade his fifth year.'

"We should go ahead and head out," Hermione said as people began to leave. "I don't want to miss this. Especially since Ron and I helped plan this date!"

They all nodded and got up, following Hermione out.

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"So have you thought anything about asking Professor Lupin?" Severus asked as he and Harry walked together down Hogsmeade. Ron had told Harry he wanted to do something special for Hermione and was going to take her to Madame Puddifoot's tea shop. Harry didn't know how well that would work seeing how the place was decorated in a way that seemed too girly for Hermione's tastes, but he'd just nodded and off they went.

"I've asked Sirius some stuff," Harry shrugged. "He did know Evanuel back then, if that counts for something. And he did talk about how she knew my mum and dad, and how they all hung out together. I could ask him more about her if that could help, maybe see if she's a shady character."

"That'd be the best approach if you don't want to…" Severus trailed off as they neared Zonko's Joke Shop. The twins were inside having a very heated conversation with Zonko himself. Severus tugged Harry into the gap between the stores as the two exited.

"What are we—?"

"Shh!" Lexus shushed him. He had his hands pressed on the wall on either side of Harry, as if trying to press the walls apart. If he could, he would have, seeing as they were almost pressed up against each other. He knew the boy had to be uncomfortable "under" him like this, but he didn't want to have any kind of confrontation with the twins.

"Zonko's a real nutter if he thinks we're going to give up Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes to him!" George exclaimed as they left the shop. "Or our ideas!"

"I've never been more flattered and offended at the same time," Fred fumed.

"Avoid looking in their direction of you can," Severus whispered. "I'm hoping that if we don't pay any attention to them, they won't us."

Harry nodded, his face a little red. Lexus was really close to him, despite his attempts not to be. Harry could feel the warmth of his skin on him, and could smell his avocado shampoo. That made him turn a brighter shade of red.

"You alright?" Severus asked, pulling up Harry's face with one of his hands. He examined the boy's face, seeing that he was red. 'Maybe he's claustrophobic? Okay, so maybe getting in between here wasn't such a good idea...' Severus tried to back up some more, but failed.

"Yeah," Harry mumbled. "I'm fine."

"Good, because I—"

"Lexie! What are you doing in there?" Fred and George said in unison.

"Dammit!" Severus swore. He then rushed, "Please excuse my actions."

Harry didn't have long to wonder what he was talking about because his lips suddenly crashed into Lexus'. Or Lexus' into his. Either way, their lips were touching and it instantly sent a jolt of electricity through him. His whole face turned tomato red as he realized that had happened. Lexus was kissing him. Kissing him! Not snogging like many of the other students, but still a kiss. Lexus kept his tongue to himself, but let his lips gently brush over Harry's once or twice. Harry shivered a bit under him, Lexus' lips sending a tingle down his spine.

Lexus' hair covered their lips from view, allowing him to pull back a little to speak. "I'm sorry, but I was hoping it would deter those two from approaching, and it worked," he said. Severus was surprised a little by his own actions, but he knew it was just so those two wouldn't come any closer. Not like there was any meaning to it, or like he honestly wanted to. It was only something that benefitted him. He just would not allow those two to follow him around all day. They'd already ruined his morning and no way were they going to ruin his afternoon. Besides, he had to get a few things they definitely didn't need to know about. He sneaked a peek to his left and to his relief they were both gone. He looked at Harry to see the boy nodding an acceptance to his apology.

"Look at the bright side," Severus said, noticing the boy wouldn't look at him. "At least we didn't swap spit."

Harry gave a small, nervous laugh.

"Sorry if I invaded your personal space," Severus said, moving back and easing out of the gap, grabbing Harry's hand as he did so. He tugged him gently to get him out from between the two buildings. "If you'd rather not be around me, I'm fine with that. I can look around by myself."

"N-no, it's okay," Harry quickly shook his head. "I guess I get why you…uhm…did what you did...but it was, well, a bit…erm…"

"Awkward? Sorry, but I couldn't have them following us all day," Severus said, ignoring Harry's stuttering and his uncertainty with words. It was just a kiss. He'd get over it. "We had a problem this morning, and I need to…one up them, I suppose you could say."

"Welcome," said Zonko. He was a rather round man with rosy pink cheeks. He seemed like he was a little flustered, but he put on a cheery act. "How can I help you?"

"I need…for one, something that explodes and smells foul, worse than a dungbomb."

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Draco and Blaise sat in the Three Broomsticks. Crabbe had insisted on staying with Goyle in the Hospital Wing, so Draco just left them there. He found no reason to waste his day away at the hospital wing.

Pansy was there at the three broomsticks as well, but sitting three tables away with Millicent, and the rest of her gang of girls. She kept shooting Draco annoyed looks, Daphne Greengrass rolling her eyes. No doubt she was whispering about him to her nosy friends. Draco didn't much care about what she had to say, so long as she didn't tell their secret.

"She seems like a handful… Especially if you know her on a personal level like you do," Blaise stated, noticing.

"A handful I'm not going to be responsible for," Draco said, sipping on his butterbeer mixed with a bit of firewhiskey. Madam Rosmerta always gave him a "special" drink, just because. Draco supposed she just favored him for some reason. Or maybe it was just his status, but he didn't really care. Just so long as he stayed on her good side, he got what he wanted, and he was just fine with that.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Blaise asked, a bit surprised. "Are you talking about dumping her?"

"I don't see the problem there," Draco shrugged. "She isn't my responsibility."

"What about—"

"Like I said, she isn't my responsibility," Draco stared into Blaise's eyes. "I'll do my part when I have to, trust me, but that doesn't mean I have to have anything more to do with her other than that."

Blaise nodded. "You sure you're just going to drop her? You two have been together for a good three years. Is it really going to be that easy?"

"You sound like a Gryffindor," Draco rolled his eyes. "Since when have Slytherin's really cared about how long a relationship lasts? We move from relationship to relationship. Great at first and then we lose the passion and interest. Pansy's passion was just a whole lot slower to lose."

Blaise smirked. "You act like you don't care about her Draco Malfoy. Slytherin or not, you still have a heart, one that Pansy still claims."

Draco snorted. "Trust me Blaise. Pansy lost claim on my heart a long time ago."

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End. And there will be another half that involves Hogsmeade in my next chapter. Don't worry, it's not this short. =)

Author's Note: Alright, well, I've been getting a bunch of reviews about the relationship of the characters in my story *cough!*Harry*cough!*Snape*cough!*

Well, after that kiss above, I hope I've answered a few questions. This story will have Harry and Severus as a gay couple (eventually). If this loses me a few fans, I'm absolutely fine with that. That may sound a bit harsh, but this is kind of my story, and I'm going to let it unravel the way I intended it.

For those of you who may not want to continue reading because of this, I respect your decision. I would appreciate if you could simply send me a message as to why you decided to not go on though. I'm just curious. It's not like there's any sort of penetration going on so I don't see anything that bad against anyone's morals or beliefs.

Another thing: I've gotten plenty of reviews about my characters being OOC. I know. Please, stop telling me. I am no JK Rowling, nor do I ever intend to have a writing talent anywhere near hers. If the OOC-ness is an issue to some of you, please don't send me a review about it. Either just bear with me, or go read something else. I don't mean to be rude, but I just wanted to be very clear on this issue. I do try to keep it in character, but I fail, miserably. Either way, this story is enjoyable to many, so that's all that should really matter (or that's all that matters to me), not how close to how they'd really act. I think this plot is pretty good and my characters behave alright, and I have many fans that think so too. But if my OOC writing is an issue, I'll announce it again:

When I'm completely done with this story, I will go back and fix and edit and maybe add a few more chapters! So just be patient. OOC characters: that's one thing I already know I need to fix. Please, please, stop telling me… I'm trying my hardest as is. =/

Also, I'm going to try to update once every week. I really want to get this done so I can revise and fix and edit and finally move on to something new. =) I'll try my best to get this done ASAP. I hope after this is done, my writing will have improved so I can fix the first few chapters up a lot. They seem so lame compared to the others. *laughs*