Chapter 1: Head Boy, caught in the act

Disclaimer: Yes, I do not own Harry Potter or anything of the like, I just like to put them in situations they'll never get into in canon. Damn that!

Warning: Yes, this does contain Slash (Guy on Guy, or better put, Draco on Harry) and Femslash (Girl on Girl). Yes, so all homophobes, or kiddies, or both please don't read it. This includes you, Alice.

A/N: I'm an author, again! This story was in fact completed, and quite different (posted by dangermadness), but I disliked the way it didn't make very much sense (hehe) so, I rewrote it, but it still has the same name! Woo, go Consuming Passions! But of course the old one still exists, so if you want to read it, just tell me.

Head Boy of Hogwarts School, Draco Malfoy, was patrolling, again. His anniversary was coming up. A whole year... A year of being with him, loving him, fucking him, and about 2 months of living with him.

The Headmaster and Head of Houses actually allowed the gay couple to live together. Dumbledore said it was "A perfect example of how one could hate someone one year and sleeping with him the next". Draco thought the old man was going insane, but didn't complain.

A rustle up ahead startled Draco out of his thoughts.

"Who goes there? I'm Head Boy!" said Draco in a very Percy-like manner.

"You're my Head Boy," said the voice seductively.

"Harry, you know I have to patrol!"

"I'm only here to 'assist' you" Harry moved into the light of Draco's wand. Draco groaned.

"Harry! Now's not the time"

"Why not? There's no one around."

"Harry... I've got a duty to – "He moaned as Harry slipped his hand into Draco's pants.

"But, Draco, you're so hard," he whispered, still seductively. Draco whimpered. Harry pushed him up against the wall and pulled down his pants, revealing his arse. He unzipped his own pants and pulled some lubricant out from his robes.

"I know you hate it dry..." he whispered, and without warning, he inserted one (lubricated) finger. Draco groaned. Two fingers, Draco whimpered. Harry removed them and Draco was left pouting. Something that did not look very good on him. Harry placed in his cock. Draco gasped.

"Pain and Pleasure go hand in hand," Harry whispered, before biting Draco's ear causing him to create sounds of pure pain and bliss. Harry thrusted into Draco. Draco moved back to meet said thrusts. It wasn't before long that they came. Shouting each other's names. Harry into Draco, Draco onto the wall.

"You too better clean that up." Said a familiar voice.

"And next time you decide to do that, be more inconspicuous about it" said another.

Harry recognised them right away.

"Hermione?" he said.

"And Ginny"

"What are you two doing here?" said Draco.

"What you should be doing. Patrolling." Said Hermione.

"I was just keeping her company. I expect patrolling would be very boring, if you were alone" said Ginny with a smirk.

"Well... Clean it up!" said Hermione quickly. "And pull your pants up. Though I must say, Draco, Nice arse."

"Why, thank you."

Hermione said goodnight to Ginny and left to do to her room. As Head Girl she had her own room and a sort of 'common room' except smaller that she shared with Draco and his boyfriend, Harry.

God, why do I have to spend every moment of the day with her? How am I supposed to stay straight? But if I didn't, I guess I'd miss her... Lose/Lose situation. Seamus and Dean just aren't fun anymore, they used to be, but now... I don't enjoy it as much. I've basically slept with all the guys in 7th year. Most, except for Ron, who probably thinks I'm still a virgin, and Draco, maybe a few others. Ron's way too old fashioned for my liking. A bit homophobic too.

But with Ginny... She sighed. Her thoughts were confusing her even more. Just something I can't have, that's all... and she drifted off to sleep. No more lessons until Monday. She could rest.

Meanwhile, in Gryffindor Tower, a certain redhead was staring at the roof of her four poster bed. Fuck this, Every time I'm near her, I can't stand it, but I can't stand being away from her either. I worked so hard to improve my grades and get into 7th year with Hermione and Harry. Just for her. And that one kiss we shared, last year. That faggot Draco's fault. I have to control my feelings, or I'll do something stupid and lose her friendship. I'll go insane. I wonder what the homophobe, Ron will think, when he learns that his only sister is a lesbian. Not only that but she loves his best friend, who's straight. To make it worse, he adores her too. I'm screwed, and not in the good way, either.

The next day was a Saturday. Hermione was about to go on another date with Seamus and Dean. Ron, of course, disproved of it, but who cares what he thinks. She halfway out the door, when Harry stopped her, and pulled the door shut.

"Hermione, you okay? You don't look excited about your date."

"Well... I'm not..." she said quietly.

"Break it off," he advised "You don't love either Seamus or Dean and you've been going out with them for about six months!"

She thanked him for caring and walked out. They were already outside.

"Seamus. Dean. I like you two, but I think you two have a lot of fun without we and I don't want to do this anymore. I think I'm in love with someone else."

"Yeah, we thought you weren't having much fun." Said Dean.

"Friends?" Hermione offered.

"And occasional fuck buddies," said Seamus.

"But only if you want," he said, giving Seamus the 'you're and idiot' look.

End A/N: Well... what'd you think? If you thought this was bad, you don't want to read the first version. Well... so far, I've written up to chap 8 on paper, and can't be bothered typing it yet. Stupid Typing!