Disclaimer - I don't own these character's. I just found them on the street. They told mt they belong to a woman named J.K. Rowling. I'm trying to get them back now. And no I am not paid for this, nor will I be. No infringement attempted. I just wanna get these Lil fella's back home .... Ow! The Weasley bit me little mother- Potter stop trying to eat Malfoy Now!

"The house Quidditch cup is coming up" Harry stated for millionth time that week. "We're a shoe in to win Ron"

"Duh" Ron responded "After all the practices you've been putting us through God! , You're as bad as Wood and Alicia . . . combined"

"Am I?" He asked looking into the handsome teens face

Ron's face flushed red as his light eye's met Harry's magnificent green one's "Nah." He laughed feeling sweat form over his brow

"Nah. what?" A bushy brown haired witch chimed coming up behind the boys

"Nothing" They said together

"You wouldn't understan" Ron cut himself off as Hermione cocked her an eyebrow "Forget it"

"Hermy" Harry said calling her by her newfound Nick name given to her by Hagrid's "Little brother" Gwarp "You've watched us practice am I nearly as bad as Wood . . . and Alicia used to be?"

"Um . . . Yeah you are" She said honestly

"WHAT?!"

"I told you!" Ron said triumphantly placing is an arm around Hermione's neck "Even Hermione agrees"

"Ugh" Harry scoffed

Hermione fell comfortably in Ron's arms and dutifully placed her arm around his waist "But you're not nearly as bad as Malfoy is" She emphasized Malfoy with a strong stench of detest in her voice "He practices the Slytherin team with his father, he's literally beaten his team with bludgers because they missed something"

"Ouch!" The teens said in unison

"Ouch what?" Ginny asked coming over and kissing her boyfriend

Harry put on his 'Boyfriend facade' leaning 16-year-old Ginny back a little "Just talking about how Malfoy bludgeons his team with well . . . bludgers." He responded once he let go of her mouth

"Oh yeah, Goyle was in the hospital wing for a week after last practice" She informed "But don't worry we're going to win I mean we've got the best team since Charlie's graduating class"

"You'd think that" Malfoy hissed as he passed them "But the Slytherin team will win the cup this year . . . It's my final year and I will go out with a bang"

"It'll be a cold day before that happens" Harry spat "As My Ginny would tell you we've got the best team since Charlie Weasley was here"

Draco scoffed "Your Ginny? .. Don't you mean your wheezy?" He hissed

Both Ron and Harry went a deep shade of Magenta. Knowing he touched a nerve he stalked off superiorly

"What did he mean?" The girls asked confused

"Your Wheezy?" Ginny asked puzzled

"N...Nothing" They answered at the same time

"Meet you on the field in an hour" Harry said hastily "C'mon Gin lets go do something" Harry suggested taking her hand. He wanted to take her somewhere where they wouldn't have to talk about what just happened. And he wanted to get away from Ron . . . For now.

"All right then" Ron said just as fast, as the two took off in separate directions.

"What do ya wanna do?" Ginny asked as they reached the empty corridor where a door popped up and they entered the Room of Requirement. It was dark in there and it almost resembled Professor Trelawneys old room. He took her gently by the waist and kissed her "This"

She smiled sweetly "I have no problem with that"

They made their way over to one of the poof's. Ginny made herself comfortable on his lap, before covering his mouth with hers. Even though their tongues were intertwined and their hands were caressing one another, Harry's mind still wandered to, thoughts of the tall, toned red headed brother of Ginny. Some times though he would pretend that Ginny was Ron. Yet he tried his hardest to suppress those feelings. A lot of the time he was just torn between the feelings he had for Ginny and the feelings he had for Ron. But he had no time to ponder then, because he felt his pants begin to tighten as Ginny caressed his manhood.

"Mmm" He groaned

The red head giggled "Like that?" She whispered

Harry responded with another hungry kiss. Somehow he managed to pull open her blouse and pull her strapless bra down to her stomach. He cupped her small, yet perky breast occasionally pulling away from the kiss to kiss them. Before she knew it, he was already summoning condoms'.

"Accio Condoms" He said and a box of Wizards Best popped up on the little table near him. As he began fumbling with his pants.

Ginny pulled away. "Harry what are you doing?" She asked

"What does it look like?" He moaned

"I.. I told you Harry I'm not ready yet"

Harry cocked his eyebrow and scoffed angrily "Then what the hell were you rubbin' on my cock for?" He spat loudly

"I thought we were just gonna fool around, . . . not actually do anything" She admitted innocently standing up and putting her bra back in place

Harry sat back and scoffed again. He was beyond pissed off. He'd been teased . . . again. "What am I supposed to do now?" He asked harshly feeling the too familiar aching in his ball's. Blue balls' again.

"About what?" Ginny asked then looked down at the bulge in his pant's "Oh . . . " She responded

"Oh?!" He snorted "Oh?! Is that all you have to say?" He asked

Ginny looked down and shuffled her feet nervously

He gave her yet another scoff and stood up, pushing her as he made his way to the door. "I don't know what kind of fucking pleasure you get out of teasing me but you'd better go through with something or just stop initiating things'." He fixed his pants and robe mumbling under his breath "Fuckin' Michael was right about you"

"You don't have to swear at me!" Ginny cried tears glistening in her eye's.

But Harry, So pissed at the moment was beyond sympathy. "Quit the Bullshit Ginny!" He spat angrily "I'll see you at practice if you're not teasing me about that too"

And with that he left, slamming the door behind him. He angrily stomped up to his dormitory, Yet half way there began to feel terrible about the thing's he'd said to her. He shouldn't have gotten so cross with her after all she had told him early on that she wanted to wait . . . and he had brought her to the room. By the time he actually reached the room he was beating himself up something horrible, Matters only became worse by the fact that he walked in on Hermione and Ron. They weren't doing anything, Just lying there in each others arms' having a conversation no doubt.

"Oh sorry" he said noticing Ron only wore a sheer white tank top, which clung to his toned body

"We weren't doing anything"Hermione said though this Harry already knew.

"Just talking" Ron reassured scanning Harry's small framed body. The red head gulped loudly as Harry removed his robes revealing his tight white t shirt. His mouth nearly went dry as the now 17 year old ruffled his naturally untidy hair, and the lump grew bigger. Try as he might the lump stayed and it occurred to Ron that he only got this lump whenever he looked at Harry, talked to Harry or even thought about Harry.

"Where's Gin?" Hermione asked sitting upright as Harry slumped down onto his soft four post bed

He groaned and covered his head with the goose feather pillow.

Knowing he did this whenever he did something wrong Hermione went over to him. "What did you do to her?" She asked sternly

"I ... I was mean to her . . . Really mean" He admitted "I swore at her, Called her a " He sighed "Tease God I'm a jerk"

"A tease?! Harry!" Hermione bellowed.

"I know, I know Hermione" He said not wanting to be yelled at right then. The aching in his pants was growing more.

"I'd better go see if she's ok" Hermione announced "We'll meet you two on the field in a half hour ok?" She planned glaring at Harry

"All right" The boy's answered Harry still had his head hanging low. A strong sense of shame overwhelmed him. He was reminded of the time when Aunt Petunia had caught him jerking off and had hit him on the hand with the poker for the fire and broken four of his finger's. He'd been in a cast for six weeks and felt shame the whole time. Of course having been reminded of the wrong, he'd done contributed also. He'd been taught touching yourself was bad and if you did insist on having a sexual relationship it HAD to be with a woman. Because to them, Homosexuality was worse than death. And the wizarding world had the same Idea. A " faggot" in the Wizarding world was worse than a Squib or a Muggle, worse than any of the criminals in Azkaban and not very far behind Hatred for Lord Voldemort.

So there he sat as Hermione exited the room feeling shame for having been Mean to Ginny and feeling even worse for feeling the things he did about Ron. Ron sat up he was directly across from the teen

"Before you chew me a new asshole" Harry sighed "Let me go . . . " He trailed off he knew or thought it was wrong but it was the only way to get rid of the tightness in his pants and the aching in his balls

"What?" Ron gulped trying not to look at the bulge still in his pant's and feeling his own grow.

"You . . . know" he mumbled shyly

Ron got up and went to the door. He locked it and went over to Harry. Taking him by the waist, their lips brushed against each other. With a bravery he had suppressed he gently stroked him through the pants he wore "Let Wheezy take care of it " He whispered

For a moment Harry let himself go second giving into the immense pleasure he felt. Then he realized they were doing the unthinkable . . . again. He swore the last time he wouldn't let it happen again . . . no matter how much he wanted, needed it to. And that's why it was so hard for him to pull away "No!" He said pushing him away feeling the wetness from pre - cum

As if snapping back also Ron agreed "Yeah . . . you're right I . . . I don't know what got into me G..go on" He said. And Harry obeyed. Rushing into the bathroom and hoping no one was in there. He was in luck. He shut himself in a stall and quickly placed the Imperius Charm on the stall and jerked furiously his cries of pleasure masked. There was no doubt in his mind that Ron was jerking off also, which contributed to his fantasies. He tried to make himself last as long as possible, but that was only so long. It was like the heavens and the earths clashed when he came. He nearly collapsed onto the floor as he shot out the hot, sticky, thick fluid all over himself and the stall door. He leaned on the stall side exhausted as his cock twitched and fell limp. The feeling of shame swept over him once more, Not only had he touched himself in an "Impure" way as The Dursleys put it but he'd done it while fantasizing about a man . . . Ron at that . . . Again. Disappointed in himself and astonished at the amount he'd sprayed out he quickly cleaned himself.

"Scourgify" He recited and his mess was clean off of him and the stall door. Zipping up his pants, he exited. It was time for him to get to practice anyway. He doubled back to the room and got his Firebolt 2004 a gift he'd brought himself after a summer of working. Then ran to the field. He was nearly there when he bumped into Malfoy.

"Hey scarhead" He hissed. Harry tried to ignore him as much as he could. But he began following him. "I'm taking to you Pothead"

"What?!" Harry snapped turning to him

Feeling satisfied in getting to him, He continued. "Been in the Gyrff's tower bangin' your boyfriend?" he asked

"He's not my boyfriend" Harry said through clenched teeth

"Bullshit, I saw you two go into the empty classroom near flitwicks" He said leaning closer to him. Even though they were the only two on the grounds "I saw you jerk him off and I saw him blow you. I saw!" He hissed

Harry's breathing stopped for a moment. Had Malfoy really seen them? . They had been in the empty classroom a few days ago. Before their agreement not to do it again. "You . . . you don't know what you're talking about" He said trying to walk off again.

Draco grabbed his arm and pulled him away from under the light where they stood to the shadows. "Oh but I do Potty" He sneered "And you know I do"

Harry stayed silent. Trying to find his voice and stomach.

"I must say it was really hot . . . my only regret is not joining in" He said running his cold hands through his dark untidy hair "Don't you ever comb this"

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry finally asked

"You of course Potty"

"What?"

"You blow me and" He chuckled planting a kiss on Harry's rigid lips "I won't blow you and Weasley's secret"

Harry looked at him knowing Malfoy, and he was naturally skeptical "What?"

"You heard me, Blow me and I won't tell your little secret . . . I swear"

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because I can damage you, Potter . . . In way's you don't know I have power in this school I can make the rumors worse . . . or make them go away which do you prefer?" He asked

Feeling defeated he gave in "I've got to get to practice now . . . I can't do it now"

Smiling in complete and utter satisfaction he glowed "No problem . . . remember I'm head boy got my own room meet me near the prefect's bathroom after dinner. You don't show and by breakfast tomorrow and you'll be known as Fairy Harry and as for Weasley he'll be greeted with a rousing course of 'Weasley is our Queen' understood?" he said

Harry nodded. Feeling more disgusted than ever. "I Gotta go"

Draco once again kissed him. Still Harry stayed rigid "Remember Potty" He hissed. Harry nodded once more and tried to leave but Draco grabbed him again and whispered in his ear "And if you kiss like that you'll have problems too"

Harry just pulled away and ran to the Quidditch field. He was already 15 minutes late.

"Late for your own practice?" Colin Creevy huffed

"I'm sorry" Harry mumbled

"Nice coaching" Seamus scoffed

"Twenty minutes late?!" Katie yelled "And you talk about us"

"Where were you?"Ron asked

"SHUT UP!" He yelled frustrated and confused. Everyone shut up at once. "I said I was sorry damn it get out there and give me some laps" He ordered yet no one did anything "Now!"

With sour expressions they trudged off for a run around the field. Harry leaned on the wall for a second trying to sort out everything. Running his hands through his hair, he took some deep breaths and tried to think.

"You ok?" Ron's raspy voice chimed

"Aren't you supposed to be out there giving me laps?" Harry snapped

"Don't go Wood on me now Harry . . . What's wrong?"

Harry looked into the young mans eye's "Malfoy . . . He saw us" He said hushed like. Ron's face went pale "He knows"

"What?"

"We have a problem" Harry said shakily.