Disclaimer: PALS!!! I don't own the GREAT MAJESTIC BEING that is Harry Potter, the ANNOYING BRIGHT GIRL that is Hermione Granger, or the HOT SEXY MOTHER FUCKER that is Ronald Weasley. I don't own the EVIL CRUEL HEARTED BOY who is Draco Malfoy, the OLD FUNNY MAN that is Albus Dumbledore, or the UGLY GREASEY SONUVABITCH that is Severus Snape.

A.N.: All right, here's the next chapter. I'd like to thank all who reviewed- THANK YOU! All of you ROCK.

Chapter 10

Harry lay on his back, staring up at the black curtains covering his canopy bed. He had been lying like this for hours, ever since the feast ended. The new Head Boy had ushered the Gryfindors off to the portrait of the fat lady, given them the new password (Impy) and disappeared with the Head Girl into his private rooms, leaving the rest of the students to wander sleepily to bed.

Ron had tried to engage Harry in conversation, but he had shrugged him off, saying that he was too tired to talk. He then shut the velvet curtains of his bed, blocking off all light and muffling the sleepy talk of his peers.

In the safety of his velvet cave, Harry cut his stomach again, feeling the stinging pain bring him out of the daze he had been in since he heard the announcement about Snape. His senses seemed to return to him, causing everything to come in clearer. How had his life become so unbearable? Not that it was ever easy.

Harry jumped. There was a vibration on the mattress.something had just landed on his bed.

Hardly daring to breathe, Harry lifted his head ever so slightly. He squinted against the darkness, made only darker by the impenetrable curtains. Was it his imagination or did he see an outline of a.a person?? On his bed??

"What am I going to do what am I going to do uh uh uh uh." Harry was panicking, though he tried his hardest not to show it. His wand was OUTSIDE the curtains and he couldn't move without showing that he was awake and alive and "OH MY GOD IT TOUCHED MY LEG!!!" his mind screamed as he jerked the leg back, sitting up at the same time. His head slammed against his headboard and a blinding light of pure pain came to fill his eyes.

"Oh why don't you just calm yourself," came a voice from the darkness. Harry stiffened and stopped rubbing his forehead. It. Was. NOT

"What the FUCK are you doing in my bed DRACO?" Harry whispered violently, trying desperately to see through the veil of darkness.
"Oh don't bother whispering," said the voice of Draco carelessly. "I put a silencing charm around the bed. Nobody outside the curtain can hear anything that goes on in here."

"Oh all right then!" said Harry, leaning foreword where he hoped he was right in front of Draco. "Well, in that case WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IN MY GOD DAMN BED MALFOY?!?!?!!?!?!!?!" he bellowed, reaching out in front of him in hopes of grabbing Malfoy by a body part, preferably the neck.

Harry squinted as his bed suddenly came in view, facing one of the curtains.

"Why are you yelling at a curtain Potter?" came Draco's smooth voice from next to him.

Harry whirled around to glare at Draco, his dark green eyes shooting out sparks of annoyance. He couldn't believe that he was staring at his biggest enemy, the only person he hated more than Lord Voldemort and himself. In his bed. In his BED. IN HIS FUCKING BED WEARING NOTHING BUT SILK BOXERS. Oh my God he's only wearing boxers, thought Harry wildly, staring at him. The only thing standing between me and his oh god is a thin layer of holy shit..

Draco smiled slyly, noticing Harry's complete discomfort and panic. He couldn't believe that he was in his bed and truly, neither could Draco. He would have never done something of this magnitude before he had the vital information that could ruin Harry's reputation as hot shot. And he was about to get more..

"Well Potter, I'm sure you're wondering why I'm in your bed at 4:00 in the morning then," said Draco, spinning his wand carelessly in his left hand.

Harry gaped at Draco a few minutes before answering, "Ya think?"

Draco's smile widened, causing his face to look almost human. "Well, do you remember when I told you that I wanted you to do some things for me? When we were on the train of course."

Harry's jaw hardened as he nodded curtly. He was finally going to find out.

"Well, it's a very simple request really," said Draco, sliding across the bed so he was right in front of Harry. He studied Harry's bewildered face, taking in every detail of his face. Up close Draco saw sadness behind his eyes.well that was weird. What did Boy Wonder have to be sad about? No matter, on with the plan.

"Just tell me," Harry said, staring straight into Draco's ice eyes.

"Kiss me."

A thick silence fell upon the bed. Harry's face froze, his mouth hanging open, eyes wide. Draco was smiling coyly at him, a dangerous look in the back of his blue eyes.Lust.

Finally, after about an eternity, Harry found his voice from the knot that had formed in his throat. Slowly untangling it, he spoke.

"Wha.wha.what do you want me to WHAT?"

Draco drew closer to Harry and put his hand on Harry's knee.

"Just as I said Potter. I want you. To kiss me. With tongue of course, at least 30 seconds, full out kiss," he said, smiling at Harry's discomfort. Of course he would be shy about it being a hetero and all. Probably think that it'll destroy his manhood.well it sort of would but that wasn't important at the moment.

"You're GAY?!?" Harry choked out, still wide eyed. "But you're always with.and I never thought.you want me to WHAT YOU?!"

"Yes Potter, I happen to be homosexual. I couldn't tell anybody, obviously as being gay is looked down upon by wizards, witches and muggles alike. And if my FATHER found out, oh boy!" said Draco, slapping Harry's knee, causing him to wince slightly. "Wow, if my father finds out, I would be completely disowned and cast about on my onw. So I couldn't date anybody at school though it's so.just DUH that Crabbe's gay too and I want to just.Well anyway," he added hastily, seeing Harry's eyebrows raise with certain interest "I've been wanting a guy for such a long time. I need that male companionship as much as you need a female one. Just because I'm gay doesn't mean that my feelings are any different then YOURS!"

Draco took a breath, calming himself while Harry looked on. Oh God, what had he gotten himself into.why hadn't he had just brought his parents back from the dead.why hadn't he just DIED when Aunt Petunia began to beat him.

Harry started as he heard Draco begin again.

"But now I can have YOU. Don't you see? If you tell anybody that I'm gay or refuse what I tell you to, I can just tell the entire school your little secret! Nobody would believe you anyway, I AM dating Pansy Parkinson though she repulses me down to my very soul.though it's more of a boredom than repulsion do you know what I'm saying? Well, anywho," said Draco, looking as happy a child about to be given a bowl full of candy.

Harry closed his eyes and drooped his shoulders. He didn't want to kiss Draco.he just wanted to curl up into a little ball and die.

"Come on Harry," said Draco, pulling Harry away from the curtains and into his arms. Harry's body stiffened immediately and he tried as hard as he could to look everywhere but into Draco's eyes. "It'll be over before you know it," coaxed Draco, caressing Harry's hair with his hand. "Who knows? Maybe you'll even.like it."

He brought his face closer to Harry's with each word. Harry's body screamed PUNCH HIM but his mind knew better. It knew that this is what had to be done.

Their lips met and parted, Draco's tongue moving into Harry's mouth. He was soft and gentle, exploring inside almost hesitantly. He pulled Harry closer to him, feeling the fast paced beating of his heart.

All Harry could think was "Just let it be over fast please.please."

A.N.: Yeah I know, it was sort of boring, but you do find something fun out don't you? And please don't be mad at me for making Draco gay, no offense to any of those obsessed with him. And yeah those of you might hate slash and are disgusted by it but you had a fair warning so don't flame me for it.