A/N: This is my first attempt at a HP fic. Pretty much my first attempt at a fic. Be nice. Read and review. All flames will be used to give a couple of laughs on a bad day.

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, except for Alexander... hehe... The HP characters will NEVER belong to me, though I wish they would... hehe... Don't sue, because I don't have nothing you'd really want. Except my brothers. and sisters. And in the case... PLEASE feel FREE TO TAKE THEM OFF MY HANDS!

Song is Closer by Nine Inch Nails

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Chapter Two

4th Year

"Why? Why him?" Alexander keeps asking himself. "Why did he have to be the one to slip in?" Because in all honesties, that was what had been done. For all those years, people had tried so hard to get in, had tried to move him, claim him. None of them had succeeded until now, until someone had come along and slipped under- without even talking to him. Why did it have to happen? He had been perfectly happy being alone and refuting all quests made to conquer his body, soul, and heart. He didn't want anyone, he didn't NEED anyone. Except him.

"Xander, hey what'cha thinking about?" asks Draco.

"Nothing," Alexander replies icily. "And my name is ALEXander, not 'Xander'. So DO NOT call me 'Xander.' I'll have to curse you if you do. You're irritating. Go away."

"That is the most you've said to me in all the years we've known each other."

"Don't think much on it, mate," Alexander replied with sarcasm.

"And you know I can't 'go away.' There is a dinner tonight. Here, at your house. Remember? "

"Fine than. Go downstairs and have Aoife bring up some lunch."

/You let me violate you

You let me desecrate you

You let me penetrate you

You let me complicate you /

"...ah, and here's Lucius!" Fudge said. Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned quickly. Edging along the second row to four still-empty seats right behind Mr. Weasley were none other than Dobby the house-elf's former owners: Lucius Malfoy: his son, Draco: and a woman Harry supposed must be Draco's mother. The Malfoys were accompanied by a dark haired boy, who was dressed in leather and had his long hair pulled back. Harry's breathe caught in his throat at the sight of Alexander.

/Help me

I've broke apart my insides

Help me

I've got no soul to tell

Help me

The only thing that works for me

Help me get away from myself /

"Ah, Fudge," said Mr. Malfoy, holding out his hand as he reached the Minister of Magic. "How are you? I don't think you've met my wife, Narcissa? Or our son, Draco? I believe you may have met Alexander?"

"Yes, I have. His father brought him to see me when I was working a few years ago. He sure has grown," Fudge said as he reached out and stroked Alexander's face in loving, fatherly way for a few seconds. Harry watched them- well, he watched his Lexie. Harry could now see that the older boy sported kohl on his eyes. This only enhanced his features, Harry thought. Harry watched Alexander give Fudge a weak smile. Then he looked at Harry. Harry gave a slight wave with his fingers. Alexander gave Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco a quick glancel, after which he made his way over to Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's gathered in the Top Box. He gave a faint smile to them all.

/I want to fuck you like an animal

I want to feel you from the inside

I want to fuck you like an animal

My whole is existence is flawed

You get me closer to God /

When Alexander had walked over, he had swung his hips just a little bit more than needed. Alexander looked behind him. Harry noticed that Draco's eyes were glued to his Lexie's ass. Anger flared through him.

Later That Night

Harry noticed Draco and Alexander leaning against a tree. Harry noticed that Alexander had on leather pants and boots but was otherwise naked. Draco must have followed Harry's eyes to Alexander, because he suddenly pulled the slightly-turning-blue boy into his arms, and pasted a classic Malfoy smirk on his face. Alexander didn't struggle in his embrace- he was freezing. Normally he would have cast a warming spell, but he was an underage wizard. So he simply allowed Draco to keep him warm. Alexander whimpered and tried to get closer to Draco by tugging at his clothes to try and get warmer. Draco felt important, Alexander knew this. So it was no sunrise when Draco fell for his act. He unzipped his own coat, and pulled the slightly taller boy into his embrace. Alexander buried his face against Draco's neck, still putting on an act. Inside he died at the sight of Harry's face.

/You can have my isolation

You can have the hate that it brings

You can have my absence of faith

You can have my everything /

5th Year

"It's not your fault," whispered the boy behind Harry, "You couldn't help it. You didn't know there was a trap." Harry felt the boy so close to his back. He could feel the heat radiating off the other boy.

"I should have known."

"But you didn't. It's not your fault." This whisper faded away as the other boy backed away from Harry. Then turned around and walked away. The other boy was constantly playing this game now. Get close, whisper, send shivers down Harry's spine. Make Harry painfully aware of how close Alexander was. How if he just took that small step backwards, he would be able to feel the other boy. Harry never did this though, never took the bait, even though he desperately wanted to. He finally knew that what he felt for the other boy was not just possessiveness or an obsessive-compulsive thing either. He loved him, but he hadn't known this in the beginning. Now all he needed to know was what the other boy felt for him.

/Help me

You tear down my reason

Help me It's your sex

I can smell

Help me

You make me perfect

Help me become somebody else /

They were waiting outside of Professor Umbridge's office. Malfoy had caught Harry. Coinneach came walking up the hall. He had on his Slytherin robes. When he reached them, both Draco and Harry knew something was wrong. "What's wrong, Xander?" He slid the his robes off, to reveal he had only leather pants and what appeared to be a thong on underneath. He attached his own mouth to Draco's and began to kiss the younger boy. He ran his hands over Draco's arms, neck, and back desperately. When he knew that Draco was properly lost in him, he slide one hand off, and gave Harry a light push. Draco moved down from the boy's mouth to his neck. Alexander mouthed at Harry, "Go, go..." After which, he promptly let out a breathy moan of "Draco.."

/I want to fuck you like an animal

I want to feel you from the inside

I want to fuck you like an animal

My whole is existence is flawed

You get me closer to God /

Umbridge came upon them then, as Harry was just about to leave. He saw Hermione and the others, and groaned inside. Draco pushed Alexander up against the wall, and everyone was stunned to see them in this position.

Summer Vacation

Draco pushed aside the hanging vines and walked into the cave. He saw Alexander sitting up against the wall, he was naked and wet and... Draco stopped his train of thought. "Get out, now," came the whisper suddenly.

"But, Xan..." Draco began, than stopped. He turned around to walk out.

"Oh... you want to do that," Alexander motioned to his lap. Draco turned around, hope in his eyes. "Fine, have at it." Draco eagerly walked to his 'lover'. Alexander spread his legs slightly wider to make room for Draco. The blonde haired boy lay flat on his belly, and began to do what he had done since Alexander had first let him the day of Potter's little escapade with the Death Eaters at the Ministry. Alexander said nothing and did nothing to encourage Draco. And to tell the truth, it really didn't bother Draco. Alexander was HIS.

/Through every forest

Above the trees

Within my stomach

Scraped off my knees

I drink the honey inside your hive

You are the reason I stay alive /