The room lit with a snap of the blonde's fingers. Damn, that was sexy. White rose petals littered the cherry-stained floor next to many soft, duck feathers of the same color. Ok, this was more than sexy. But, the silver-blue eyes clouded over with lust pretty much did it.

Yep, this was arousing, luscious, naughty, and many other things much better than sexy. This was like Oh-my-god-I-think-I-may-die-before-I-even-get-on-the-freaking-bed sexy. Ok, enough about his damn sexiness!

Oh, but there would never be enough of it. This just left you wanting more and more and m- ok I'm sure you get the picture. Sure, the guy was an ass, but he was a SEXY ass. Plus, he had a great ass too, so it was all good.

"Potter, I would appreciate it if you'd stop drooling and come over here." The platinum blonde sated in an arrogant tone.

Oh, did I tell you that I was Harry Potter? Yes, that's right, the-boy-who-lived.

"As you wish master." The brunette bowed and made his way to the not-so-famous Draco Malfoy. He tried to be smooth and sleek with his moves. Yes, he tried, but did he succeed? Of course not. On his second step he tripped over a feather. How do you trip over a freakin feather you ask? The world may never know.

"Clumsy arse..." Draco mumbled as he pulled Harry up from the floor.

"Ahhh... but its your clumsy arse." He attempted to purr, but instead he sounded as if he was choking.

"I don't get why I'm here with you. I mean how the hell do you trip of a feather?" t

"Well you see, the feather attacked me. It was quite a brutal fight, but in the end, the feather won."

After much struggling, Harry found himself standing next to his lover-boy. Their face became so close that Harry could feel Malfoy's feather-like breathing on his neck. And just as their lips met in a racy kiss...

The door opened and in came a very turned-on Neville Longbottom.

It was as if fate had to drag something in just to make the two boys pissed off.

And it happened to be a very ugly something.

"Harry, I'm pregnant!" called out Neville jumping up and down.

"Neville.... Guys can't get pregnant." Draco explained as if he were talking to a mere 5 year old.

"Well explain why my breast are sensitive!"

"Longbottom, you don't have breasts." (So what if he has manboobs, they don't count.)

"Oh.. Then why have I been craving a lot of food lately?"

"Well you see Neville, you are fat."

"Oh, I see. That makes sense."

"Now go along and leave if you will."

And with that Neville left the room.

So the two boys started to make out yet again.

And of course, Ronald Weasley came in.

"Harry, what are you doing to Malfoy!?!"

"I'm practicing something for a class."

"What class?"

"Sex Ed."

"What does that stand for?"

"Education"

"No, not that. I mean the sex part."

"Ron."

"Yes Harry?"

"Go away."

"What ever you say Harry!"

And Harry tried to kiss Draco again.

"Sorry my just lost my sexual appetite by looking at weasel's face."

And with that Draco left a very sexually frustrated Harry behind.

Yes, the fates hate Harry Potter.

Yo! Sorry if this sucks, but I needed to write something quickly.

I just moved to England, and its a little weird here. I miss SC and all my friends :( I used to have a friend named Harry, so alot of people called him Potter.

I may move back though!

Im wishing that I do!

Until then.... I shall eat alot of chocolate. It cures more than headaches lol!

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