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Chapter 4:

When they got outside, Harry looked at Ron and noticed his eyes were red, as though he had been crying.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry, handing Ron a tissue from his pocket.

"Well umm," hesitated Ron.

"Err zipper trouble...," lied Ron.

"Ohh...," said Harry believing the lie.

"Lets go back to the castle," said Harry

"Ok," replied Ron.

"Oh I need to get something first, I'll meet you back at the castle in five minutes ok?" asked Harry.

"Oh...ok," said Ron hiding his suspicions.

"Cya," he said giving Harry a warm, tight hug to convice his what he was getting was good.

Harry walked thorough the street of Hogsmeade, all alone.

All of a sudden, he was grabbed by the shoulder and pulled into a dark alleyway, a hand over his mouth. He thought his eyes were open but he couldn't see anything. it must have been pitch black.

He felt the hand leave his mouth but he didn't scream or yell for help. A soft pair of lips replaced the hand.

He felt the strangers tongue enter his mouth. The tongue worked inside his mouth and Harry felt the heat of the kiss. As suddenly as it had begun, it ended. Harry was pushed back into the street.

He got up and turned around to look at the alleyway. But instead of the alley way (which he was so sure was there) there was just a brick wall. He licked his lips and tasted the sweetness. He felt a tingling sensation when he remembered the kiss.

He felt dirty at the same time. What would Ron say of he knew that Harry had enjoyed it? Harry thought it best to keep it from Ron.

Ron wouldn't like it if he knew.

Harry walked down to honey dukes. He looked in the window and there was a big ad saying, "Arouse your lover with Bertie-Botts new never-ending body paint!"

Harry had seen the ad before when he was with Ron, but wanted to keep it a secret.

He pushed the door open and went inside.

The brown bag was heavy as he carried it back to the castle. It was for someone special.

Draco sat down on his bed. He pulled out a small piece of parchment and on it he wrote,

"I love you Harry but you must never tell. If you want to find out who I am, meet me at the Shrieking Shack tomorrow at 2.00". He read over it.

No.

That won't do.

Too forward.

He crumpled it up and threw it on the floor.

He got out another piece of parchment and wrote: "Meet your secret admirer at the Shrieking Shack tomorrow at 2.00 and come alone."

He gave the parchment to his owl and told the owl to leave it on Harry's bed.

Harry entered his dorm. There was a figure sitting on his bed. The figure was hunched over and looked up when he heard Harry shut the door.

"Hey. My sweet buns," said Harry in a seductive whisper thinking of Draco. Harry walked over and pushed Ron on to the bed. Harry leaned over him and started kissing him.

Harry lay on Rons body and they kissed. He felt how his hips didn't fit in Ron's but how Dracos fitted better. He brushed the thought away as he reached over to his bedside table. He stopped kissing Ron and pulled the body paint out of the bag. Ron looked at it and smiled, a cheeky smile.

"Hang on," said Ron standing up. Ron pulled out his wand. He quickly performed three spells. Silencing charm and door locking charm on the door and widening charm for the bed.

He climbed back on the bed and lay on harry. He felt weird.

Now Ron was on top. Ron started undoing Harry's

Shirt buttons and exposing his chest. Ron took off Harry's shirt and dropped it on the floor, where it lay forgotten.

Ron lent over, kissed Harrys mouth the lent back.

He opened the paint and picked up the paintbrush. He dipped it in the sticky substance and pulled it out allowing some to drizzle back in to the pot.

Then he painted it on to Harrys face and chest. Ron lent down and licked most of it off his face then started on his chest.

He slowly made his way down his torso, kissing and licking the body paint off. Tasting his lover.

Harry moaned in ecstasy. Harry watched Ron's head moving to and fro, working wonders on his stomach. Ron slowly undid Harrys belt, then button, and then fly and took off his pants completely. Harry looked down at Ron as he threw his pants on the floor with his shirt.

On the bed there was Ron, fully clothed, and Harry in some boxers. The boxers had written on them "bite me, I'm on fire!!" Ron pulled them down exposing Harrys "manhood."

Ron opened his mouth and well... you know.

Harry moaned again and watched Ron's redhead again. Harrys mind was drifting off and suddenly he saw blonde.

Blonde. A blonde head had replaced Ron's. The head belonged to Malfoy!!

Harry knew what he was thinking was wrong about his boyfriend but he couldn't help his feelings towards Draco. He felt guilty as Ron finished his err "handy work" and came up to rest his head on Harry's chest.

"That was wonderful," said Harry, who thought it best to compliment Ron after that. "You were wonderful!" added Harry, trying to block out thoughts of Draco, but they kept coming back.

"You were wonderful too" replied Ron, evern though Harry was only half listening.

Ron rolled off Harry to lie next to him. Harry looked at the clock on his bedside table. 6.00!! Dinnertime!! Hermione would notice their absence and get worried.

Harry stood up as Ron watched him dress.

"Cya at dinner" said Harry muttering the unlocking charm as the door clicked open. He quickly kissed Ron on the forehead and left.

Harry walked out and wiped some sweat off his forehead. He had enjoyed that. But wanted Malfoy even more now.