Hmm. I apologize. I suppose there IS no such thing as pointless sex, except in those weird cases where sex is essential to the plot (but that rarely ever happens). But hey, since the point of sex IS sex, then sex is pretty pointless isn't it? *blinks* ok, I have no idea what I just said, but yea. You guys get the point. (or maybe you don't, but that's ok, I like you anyway.)

Disclaimer (a real one this time)- I don't own Harry and Draco, but I own Draco's hair. Yup. Just his hair.





Harry walks to class. Walk walk walk. He walks some more.

He runs!

He is going to be late for potions class.

"What the )*&$!#&$#!!! I just HAD potions class! Is this the only freakin' class you're gonna let me be in?"

yup.

That and maybe sometimes I'll let you take Care for Magical Creatures.

"Did you mess with me and Draco's schedule?!"

Had to.

"ugh…"

Harry arrives at potion class, for the fifth time today. He is late.

"I would have thought you'd be late. After all you WERE late the last five times you had me today. 200000 points off Gryffindor! And I'll partner you up with Draco one more time just to make you miserable." Snape decides to be the pain in the ass that he is.

"I don't get you. How in the world did you manage to be late for potions class when u just HAD potions class?" Ron asks.

"*shrug* I don't know. I always seem to be late for Potions."

Meanwhile in the back, Longbottom blows up something which gets into Hermione's hair, or something.

Harry moves towards Draco and sits down next to him. Awkward silence falls.

Harry remembers last night. He shivers (but not in that way). How could they have done what they did?

Now he remembers how sexy Draco is. Yup. Seeexxxxyyy… wooo!

Harry tries not to look at Draco, and focuses on the potion they are making. But he took a peek at that pretty hair and that pretty neck… oh my! Draco is looking at him too. Their eyes make contact… electricity sparks and zaps a fly! They look away to prevent anymore fly-killing. They could no longer concentrate on their potion, and eventually messes it up quite noticeably. KABAM!

"Tsk tsk tsk…. Mr. Malfoy… I am extremely disappointed in you… you are not doing well at all today… perhaps I should stop pairing you up with Potter, but that would just be wrong. I'll give you two detention at midnight instead."





Squeaky squeakity squeak.

Our two lover boys clean bottles in silence.

"You know… it's all your fault that I'm in detention." Draco breaks that silence! Go Draco!

"What? You messed up on the potion, too!"

"Well so did Longbottom. If Professor Snape didn't dislike you so much we wouldn't be here at all."

"Right… and I'm sure us messing up the potion five times in a row had nothing to do with it."

"It's not MY fault that crazy muffin girl changed our schedules!" I like muffins.

"And it's not MY fault that we're paired up every single time!"

"And it's not MY fault that I love you!"

"And it's… wait, what was that last thing you said?"

"It's not my fault that I love you…r socks?"

"*sniffs* you said you love me! Oh, I've been waiting for these words since… um, last night! So it wasn't a dream."

"Oh, you're right Potter, I admit it, I DO love you! I knew I loved you since the first time I saw you at Madame Malkin's shop! *sniff* it hurt so much when you declined my friendship. I am forever scarred. (no pun intended… not that there is any)"

"Oh, I'm so sorry Draco! I didn't know! I thought you only offered your hand in friendship out of bad Malfoy-ness (no offense), if I only knew! How can I make it up to you?"

"well…" Draco smirks.

Now they have sex again in non-explicit detail.

*insert your own here*