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A/N Thank you so much for mah reviews. *feels special* 5 in one day! Yall are the reason I am getting these out so fast. ::takes 20:: That helped also. ;)
Thank you so much to Mah beta Fizzy! :)

And just note, It should be getting a little more R rated in this chapter. Hopefully.

Now on with the show...

Chapter 3, Button Button Whose got the Button?

Smirking as he watched his students suffer, I told you not to be nervous. He knew exactly who he wanted to use it on. Now go wash up, the newts slime tends to make your hands purple if left on long enough. As Mr. Longbottom has deiced to prove to us. He pause wondering if he should take points away, or ridicule. He went with the latter. Longbottom, did you deiced to do, see how long it takes before your hands fall off?
//Damn, Im getting worse and worse at this. Best to move on while Im still get smirks from my house//
I told you lot to wash up, not get to it.

The class left begrudgingly to wash up, Snape went to the cauldron he had perviously deiced on using. The class, all hoping and praying to the gods of hope and fear, that they weren't the ones who got the button. Snape went to sit in his chair he raise and eyebrow and turn to ask...

Mr. Malfoy, I was wondering if I could ask you a question. His voice just as slick and greasy as his hair. About a little rumor going around the Slytherin Commons.. He trailed off waiting for the horror struck pureblood to answer him.
//Fuck me, He gave ME the potion, why the hell does it matter to him, Ill just fight it.// Yes Professor, what is it you wanted to know? //God damn brain. I told you fight it. Harry is now going to know all of it, I wanted him to learn of it a different way. Something with whips, ropes, and//
You have a little crush I would hope is not true.
Malfoy snapped back out of his fantasy, he was at the best part also. //Damn, I do wonder if he screams like that when I use my tongue there.// It is true Professor, I do have a crush, well more than a crush, on some bo---one. He bit his own tongue when he was saying which was almost a lie itself, as they were 17 now.. man is more like it.
And who, pray tell is this lucky bo--, er some one, Draco. Snape, hoping that it would be a Hufflepuff, a mudblood Hufflepuff, that pouffy haired Granger, anyone but.
Harry Potter.

Everyone BUT Harry was surprised at that. The Slytherins had hope to god that he was just saying that to get Pansy off his back. But now they just sat there. Crabbe was the first to say anything.

You like boys? But, I thought people made that kinda thing up.

Oh, fuck off Crabbe, we all know what you say at night. Oh Hermoine, more more.'
Do you think we are stupid.

After saying that last thing Snape turned to the rest of his students and slickly turned his head to Harry.
Why is the one person who should be gawking and asking Why god why?' actually looked pleased?

With out even thinking about what was coming out of his mouth, Ron blurted out.
Because it works in favor for him. He has erm, more than a crush on Malfoy.
Harry elbowed Ron and whispered Why in the hell did you say that? Did you even think...

Before he could finish, Draco answered for him.
I don't think I was the only one who got a button.
Snape, taken aback, by his back fired plans, finally chocked out. Class dismissed.
Harry gathered up his things quickly. He wanted to ask Malfoy some things before the potion wore off. Harry stood outside, waiting his mind filled with questions. Malfoy apparently was not on the same wave link. He avoid Harry as if he was the plague.

Come on Harry, lets go to lunch. Ron was more pleading than asking or stating.
Harry wanted to be mad at Ron for saying everything, he wanted to beat the living daylights out of him. He couldn't muster up the anger, as he for some odd reason, was happy Ron told everyone that he hearted the pureblood who acted as if there was no such thing as a soul.

Fine, lets go.

It was a blurry rest on the day for Harry. He could hear Ron and Ginny talking. Something about his owl. About it hooting cat calls. No that cant be right. He knew that everyone one knew what had happened. Yet it hadn't clicked yet.

Charms was awful. He was supposed to charm a the bubbles on the Christmas tree to shimmer as a guest would walk past it. The best he could do was make them light on fire. Hours later he still didn't know how he did that. Even Neville got it right!
He didn't go to dinner that night. Ron was thinking that they should look for him. Dean told him to drop it.

How would you feel if they girl you though hated you, didn't, and your best friend almost willing told this girl that you hearted her also. Knowing it was best not to know. As only bad only comes out of these things.
Ginny looked a bit shocked.
Dean, how did you come up with that. I mean it was really..
They make cards for every occasion you know.
Ginny rolled her eyes.

Hermoine just nodded. She knew exactly how Ginny felt.

While all of this was going on, Harry was at the Astronomy tower. Hoping to get some extra work done. He heard a noise. //Must be an owl.//
Potter, why are you hear? You don't have this class tonight. When did you pick up on actually doing your work?
//A very arrogant, sexy owl.//
The tower is open to anyone Malfoy, but if you don't want me here...
There was no tension in the room. The only bit of reserve tension, was for the fact that there wasn't any tension in the drafty tower.
No, stay, you actually may want to start passing your classes.
Harry thought that Draco would be leaving, instead he just sat down.
Oh, don't let me disturb you with my boyish good looks Potter. He fluttered his eyelashes. Harry blushed. //there has to be a spell to stop that from happening. Note to self, ask Herm.//
They sat there for about 15 minutes till Draco finally spoke.
Why do you like me?
Oh, like I should tell you. Im not sure why. There is just something about you. Why do you like me? //Please that potion still be active please, please please//

Draco said nothing. He just stood up, walked over to Harry, and kissed him.
In this kiss filled with unanswered questions, Harry kissed back. Well, kissing is an understatement. He has waited for months now for this to happen. He put his hand at the nape of Malfoys neck, feeling his the tips of Dracos hair. In return, Draco, slid his tongue under Harry top lip. Harry pulled him closer, tasting Dracos mouth. Search for the end he could not find, he rolled his tongue over Dracos. Draco pulled his tongue back, nipped Harry bottom lip. Winked. And left the tower.

Harry blinked and moaned it all over in his head. He clumsily walked back to the portrait of the Fat Lady, mumbled and moped up to his dorm.
The others were still down in the Common room, but Harry didn't have any inkling to tell them what happened.

Curled on his side, taken off his glasses, hoping to go back to his dreams where he makes the decisions, the last audible thing he said Dammit he never answered my question! Soon after he was in his dream world, filled with ropes chains and whips, to use on a certain Slytherin.

Until the next chapter, Do you ever have to ask, or should I just keep showing?

Thanks again for mah reviews! I didn't think anyone would read mah story. I tried to fix the time thing... did I do a better job with that?
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And to mah other Beta Clev. Ill upload the new beta read chapters when I get them. Thanks vury much ot both of you.
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