DISCLAIMER- OTHER THAN DYNASTY, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY, THEY BELONG TO THE WONDERFUL J.K. ROWLING AND I HAVE BORROWED THEM FOR THE SAKE OF A STORY, SO PLEASE, NO ONE SUE ME!

In the common room, the group finds their usual corner lying empty, waiting for them to fill it once again. Ron falls on to the chair laughing.

'Did you see his face? It was so funny!'

'He was mortified!' Harry replied.

'Do you think he knows it was you?' Hermoine asked.

'Who cares? I'm fed up with him acting like he owns the place!'

'But you have to be careful, we all know that he has a short fuse.'

'Yeah, but he wouldn't use it on Dynasty would he?' Ron asked. There was an uncomfortable silence as Hermoine looked at Dynasty. What Harry and Ron didn't know was that Draco had hit Dynasty once and Hermoine had witnessed it. Dynasty had begged Hermoine not to say anything and Hermoine had kept her word.

'Dynasty?' Harry asked, concern in his voice.

'It's ok Harry, I can deal with it.'

'Has he ever hurt you? Physically?'

'No!' Dynasty lied. From the look in Harry's eyes, she could tell he knew she was lying but he left it alone.

'I'm going to bed. We've got Defence against the dark arts tomorrow and I can't take a lesson with my uncle when I'm tired. See you in the morning.'

'Night.' The others replied and Dynasty began to climb the stairs. She heard footsteps behind her and turned to see Harry coming up behind her.

'Look, I know you don't want to talk about Draco hitting you, but if he ever does it again and I find out, I'll kill him! Ok?' Dynasty just nodded her head. She then looked into Harry's green eyes. She felt him put a hand on her face.

'You deserve better than Malfoy. Why are you with him?'

'I told you before Harry and things are complicated. See you tomorrow.' And with that, she walked down the stairs to her dormitory. Harry heard the door close and went back to his other friends.

The next morning was like any other at Hogwarts. There was breakfast in the great hall before first lesson. Gryffindor still shared most lessons with Slytherin. Professor Snape seemed to be happier now he was Defence against the Dark Arts teacher, although he didn't show it to the Gryffindor's, unless it was Dynasty and she was sitting next to Malfoy. They entered the classroom and sat in their places. Harry could see that Dynasty seemed to be uncomfortable sitting next to Malfoy and she kept looking over at Harry. However, by the end of the lesson, it was as if Harry didn't exist and Draco and Dynasty were back to their loved up selves. Harry could feel his heart breaking and tried to get out of the classroom before Malfoy did.

'We seem to be in a rush Potter!' Harry stopped when he heard the cold voice.

'Draco, stop it!'

'It's ok. Just wondered, are you quite finished in meddling in my love life Potter?'

'Draco!' Dynasty warned.

'Well?'

'I warned you!' Dynasty walked off. Draco paused for a second before running off after her. Harry watched him go.

'Ignore him Harry!'

'I'll kill him! One day I'll kill him Hermoine!'

'HARRY!' Hermoine said, surprised!

'Sorry.'

'Come on, let's go.'

Draco caught up with Dynasty and grabbed her hand. He led her to the deserted third floor corridor and pushed her against the wall.

'What's going on?' He asked, his cold breath hitting her face.

'Nothing. I'm sorry, but you know Harry's my friend.'

'I know, I'm sorry. But he's in love with you and I'm just worried that you'll, you know, run off with him. He's much more appealing.'

'Draco you silly thing!' Dynasty replied, her voice had softened now.

'Do I get a kiss?'

'I supposed!' Draco's lips hit hers. His lips were warm; they sometimes seemed to be the only part of him that was. The kiss deepened and Dynasty gasped as she felt Draco's cold hands working its way up the inside of her thigh. She pulled away from Draco's kiss and flung her head back as his fingers entered her. Her eyes were closed and her mind began to wonder. Instead of Draco's cold hands, they were Harry's warm, gentle hands. Dynasty moaned softly as Harry slowly and lovingly caressed her. The lips on hers tore her from her thoughts. She felt Draco snake a hand inside her shirt and cup one of her breasts. She called out softly as Draco teased the nipple with his cold fingers. He was rubbing his groin against her, begging for release. She gave into his silent pleas and slowly undid his trousers before taking him in her hand. Draco pushed her hand away and lifted her up and she cried out as he entered her. Dynasty closed her eyes and again Harry entered her mind. They were lying in his bed of deep red and gold, Harry on top of her, slowly making love to her. It was soft, slow and sensual. Dynasty could feel her body starting to betray her and she bit down on Draco's shoulder to stop herself crying out. They stopped to catch their breath before Draco lowered her down slowly. He kissed her softly before pulling away.

'Come to my house tonight!'

'But!'

'No buts, Snape won't say a word, neither will anyone else in that house if they know what's good for them. I need you to be with me tonight.' Dynasty looked into Draco's eyes and was shocked as she saw, what she thought were his eyes pleading with her.

'Ok.' She answered softly and smiled. Draco kissed her and took her hand before walking her back to the Gryffindor tower.