Disclaimer: Don't own any H.P. characters, yadda, yadda, yadda.

Author: Spideria

Title: Because I Never Gave Up

NOTE: BIG THANK YOU TO ALL MY WONDERFUL REVIEWERS!

Also, NOTE TO PEOPLE WHO FIND MATH CONFUSING! THIS MAY HELP YOU! Now, this has nothing to do with the story, but I was in match class, and we were reviewing all the basics that we learned years ago since they're "supposedly" important, and I saw PEMDAS, and they were telling me to remember it by thinking "Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally" and I was just thinking to myself, 'Dude! How the hell am I supposed to remember that!' and then I thought about making my own sentence up, using the letters of PEMDAS. So, here it goes:

P-Potter

E-Entertains

M-Malfoy

D-During

A-Active

S-Sex

I just thought, since you guys are D/H fans, this may help you. I even made a little melody for it. Lol. Potter entertains Malfoy during active sex. Sort of has a ring to it, don't you think?

Let me know what you think of it in your reviews, would you?

Now, for being patient enough to read my crappy ideas, here is you chapter!

Chapter 8: An Interrupted Kiss

As Draco leaned down, closer and closer, their lips finally met, in a soft, but meaningful kiss. It went no further than just their soft, pink lips grazing upon each other's as they simply stood in that position for a moment, both lost in bliss.

Harry was drowning in a vast ocean on confused happiness. Feeling slightly cold, yet, all the more warm and comforted. Confident, calm, and- COLD!!!

With a surprised shock, Harry jumped away from Draco, feeling the cool, liquid punch, drip down his shirt, and soaking him entirely. Both Harry and Draco looked up as they heard a two mischievous masculine voices sarcastically apologize.

"Oops! I'm so sorry!"

"Yes, very sorry!"

"Hope we didn't interrupt-"

"Your oh, so very romantic moment."

"Definitely didn't want to interrupt it."

"Not at all."

"No, sir."

"No, siree, Bob!"

"No, siree Bill!"

"No, siree Jack!"

"No, siree-"

"Quit it already!" Draco yelled, agitated at the twins.

"Fred, George, what a pleasure to see you!" Harry began, sarcastically. "Now leave." Harry said, glaring daggers at the twins for having interrupted his kiss with Draco.

"Sorry, mate. I know you two are mad at us for interrupting you little 'moment', but that fact is-" Fred began.

"The fact is, you two were getting way too mushy-mushy!" George interrupted.

Harry blushed a dark shade of crimson, while Draco just smirked.

"Erm... I think I'll go get some punch, or... something." Harry announced, lamely excusing himself from the awkward moment.

What had he been thinking!? Why in God's name, had he allowed himself to kiss Draco!? Now everything was going to be completely uncomfortable between the two. Just like it had been the time they had kissed in Draco's bedroom!

Why had he done it? Why had he done it?!

Draco glared at the twins, waiting for one of them to say something first.

Fred and George shared a slightly frightened glance toward each other, before Fred quickly exclaimed, "Oh, would you look at the time! Nearly 10:00! Better go water my, erm.... my-"

"Our turtle!" George added in, helpfully.

"Your pet turtle? You have to water your pet turtle?" Draco asked, unconvinced.

"Yes, our pet turtle?" Fred asked George, before quickly realizing he was going against himself and adding, "Our turtle, McGooey? You forgot to water him?!"

George put on a fake guilty look and answered, "Yes, I know. I'm terribly sorry, and feel oh, so horrible about it. Which is why we should go water him right now! Watering a turtle makes it grow and grow to be strong and healthy!"

"Yes, strong and healthy! So, as you can say, Drake, we've got to be going!" Fred quickly added, and with that he bounded forward, with George close behind him.

Unfortunately, however, Draco was too quick for them (being a soccer goalie could really help your reflexes) and grabbed them both by their collars.

"I don't think so. You're not getting away that easily."

5 minutes later, found two red-headed twins tied up to a stall door in the girls' bathroom.

As another girl slapped Fred for the 3rd time for being rude enough to "tie themselves" to the stall, as a joke, Fred let out another yelp, and then added, as the girl walked out, "I can't help but feel sort of turned-on in some sick, perverted way."

George nodded with a goofy smile on his face as another girl slapped him as well.

"Ah, the wonderful side of teenage-hormones."

Harry stood near the punch table, pouring yet another cup of punch for himself, trying to find any reason to keep him from going back to draco, where he was sure to immediately turn red and embarrass himself, furthermore.

"Hello, Harry."

Harry's head snapped to his right, where he came face to face with Oliver Wood.

"Oliver!" Harry exclaimed, his voice going slightly high.

Harry couldn't help the smile that stretched over his lips as Oliver gave that brilliant smile of his and answered, "The one and only."

"What happened to your shirt?" Oliver asked, when he noticed the punch-stained shirt.

"Oh, erm...the twins." Harry answered, blushing.

Oliver let out a soft chuckle, before looking at Harry and smiling happily.

"So, would you honor me with a dance?" Oliver asked, as another slow song came on.

"Sure, I'd love to." Harry answered, breathlessly, as Oliver lead Harry over to the dance floor, much the same way as Draco had done.

As Oliver wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him close, Harry couldn't help but melt into his arms.

Having punished Fred and George for their wrong-doing Draco set about, looking for Harry.

'Where had he said he'd be again?' Draco thought to himself.

'Was it, to look for Ron and Hermione? No.

Erm...to take a rest? No.

To get some punch? No.

To- wait! Punch? I think so...maybe...yes!' Draco decided to himself.

With that, he headed for the punch table, having to shove past several people. When he finally got to the table, Harry was nowhere to be seen.

With an annoyed sigh, Draco went to look for Harry in the dance floor. Maybe harry had gone back to look for him.

However, to Draco's dismay, when he arrived at the dance floor, he didn't see Harry looking for him. In fact, it looked as though Harry had completely forgotten about him!

Harry's head was laying peacefully against Oliver's shoulder, with his eyes closed, just as he had done when he'd danced with Draco!

Glaring vehemently, Draco scowled, and stalked away, angrily.

A/N: Okay, that wasn't too much of a cliffy. Sorry about not updating last week. Everything's just been very hectic. Sorry about that. Also, I apologize for this chapter being absolute CRAP. At least I didn;t make the chapter COMPLETELY cliched by having Oliver stop them before they kissed. I though, why not give the reviewers what they want? So there you have it. They kissed! Anyway, in explanation for this chapter being so horrible, it's Friday night, and I was about to just not update at all, but I figured, let me just do my best. So, I'm falling asleep here, and I just tried to help this chapter out a bit by "attempting" a shot at being funny by bringing in the twins. Because what is any story without Fred and George? But, obviously, I suck at humor, so, once again, I'm sorry for this chapter being absolute CRAP. I really hope I get some reviews anyway, because they really motivate me, even if I sometimes take too long to update. Sometimes, I just feel like this story is going nowhere and I want to give up, but then, I see a review, and it just makes me say, "Fuck you, bitch! There is NO WAY I'm giving up al these BEAUTIFUL reviews just 'cause you're too damn lazy!" Note, I'm calling myself a bitch, not you guys, lol. Once again, please forgive my horrible humor.

Until next week,

xoxo Spideria xoxo