Title: Queer, Otherwise
Authors: lovelessx and savethequeenxo
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Words: 3979
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: boy snogging :3 and slashy, smutty boy!sex, mature!Ron, evil!seamus, some voyeurism, slight angst, oh and a little Snape/Remus on the side PRE-HBP (That means that I'm not altering my story along the lines of the real 6th year because I'm lazy and I don't have time and I like my story the way it is, thank you. Oh yea, no HBP spoilers woot.)
Summary: After Draco switches sides Dumbledore agrees to protect him from the consequences of the wrong people finding out, which looks like no one has noticed...yet. Only the damnable Boy-Who-Lived seems to notice that he has changed and, unnervingly, Draco finds his eyes lingering too long on that unruly hair and those green eyes. Harry has also found himself practically licking his lips while his eyes slip over to Draco every now and then. Before they can stop themselves they both land a late night detention from the Transfiguration teacher for "not paying attention in class". Thankfully, McGonagall hadn't mentioned aloud that they had been ogling each other for her entire class. After their detention, things start to get difficult and keeping secrets is harder than ever for both young wizards.
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Chapter Six -- A Little Lion Told Me

Harry was still sticking his tongue down Draco's throat when Snape violently ripped him away and held him by the shoulders at arm's length. Menacing, beady eyes glared at him. Faster than Harry could blink he was magically bound to a chair and Snape had his wand pointed at his throat.

"Potter, you can forget Voldemort - I'll Avada Kedavra you myself if you ever so much as look at my nephew again!" Harry had the good sense to cower while Dumbledore and Lupin stood in front of him and Hermione held Ron back from jumping Snape. Arthur and Molly had pulled Draco to their side of the room, away from the argument.

"Come now, Severus, let's not be rash." Remus had his hand on Snape's shoulder and was massaging it gently while carefully reaching out and pulling the wand away from him. Snape turned on Lupin and snarled.

"Rash? Rash? Oh no, Lupin, I am going to be perfectly planned in murdering the insolent brat!" Dumbledore was watching quietly and Harry thought he should be angry that he was still bound to the chair. Lupin gave Snape a meaningful look and it seemed to work wonders because Snape started to calm down. He took another look at Harry before walking out of the room with Lupin. Harry noticed that they were holding hands with their fingers laced and they made to turn for the stairs after they left the dining room-turned-meeting area. Harry thought he might be sick, the thought of Remus, one of his Dad's best friends...together.. like that with Snape of all people. It made him shudder, but a warm hand was on his shoulder. Harry looked up to see Dumbledore smiling down at him.

"Back to business then." Dumbledore turned to go back to the head of the table but Harry loudly cleared his throat. Dumbledore turned around and raised an eyebrow at the brunette.

"I'm uh.. still bound to the chair? A little help, please?" The old man smiled and with a flick of his wrist, Harry was free. Of course, he wasn't free from confrontation. All at once Ron shot up from his seat and Hermione's grip and started freaking out.

"Harry! How could you not tell me! You tell Hermione everything, but not me! I'm your best friend and you can't even come out to me because you think I'll hate you! Bloody hell, I am going to murder those bumbling Dursley prats for making you so damned presumptuous that people are going to hate you if you do so much as turn in a circle without their approval!" A loud scoff was heard from Mrs. Weasley and Ron quieted. "Harry, you could of told me you were shagging Malfoy. I would of understood. I understand."

"Wow.. you really hit the nail on why I didn't tell you.. I'm sorry, Ron. I promise I'll tell you everything later. Thanks mate." Ron nodded and sat back down next to his girlfriend. Hermione couldn't be more proud of how Ron had grown up and matured. She was so proud that she ignored their audience and kissed him. Everyone was settling down and Moody walked back in. Right behind him was a smug Lupin and a flushed and slightly still panting Snape. Moody came around the table to where Draco sat and wrenched the boy up by the collar of his robes.

"He's spying on the order. He's missioned to get close to Harry and then kill him. It would of worked if I didn't have an eye for these things to rat you out, you insolent little ferret. Harry is so trusting, you probably would of pulled it off. I should give you a taste of what your master does to my aurors and Avada Ked--" Moody was cut off by Harry and Snape pulling him roughly away from Draco, who was wide eyed and paling.

"Hey! Moody, you back off. I'll not have you suspecting my boyfriend of anything. He is completely on our side, you idiot! If you touch him, I'll hex you into next year!" Harry stood in front of Draco, who latched onto Harry from behind, glad that Harry so readily defended him. Snape was holding tight to a struggling Moody.

"Alastor, I have checked him out myself, he is entirely truthful. He even let Snape look into his mind. You will not threaten the boy again." Moody grunted and shrugged Snape off of him. Finally, the room was settling down and they got to business on Death Eater activity and other updates and new information without further interruption, save for the death glares that Snape was giving Harry - silently letting him know that if he dare hurt Draco, it would be Snape he had to deal with. All through the meeting, Draco had held Harry's hand under the table, clinging to it like it was a lifeline. Harry comforted him by rubbing his other hand overtop of Draco's soothingly.

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Nott liked to study in his room, away from the distraction of his house mates down in the common room. He also liked to study in his room because when no one was looking he could practice his dark arts and poke around in the trunks of his dorm mates. After dinner on Tuesday, he had walked up to his dorm to write a letter to his father about his latest observations of Potter.

Theodore was poking around desks and trunks when he finished his letter and found a piece of parchment that looked to belong to Lucius Malfoy (he would know after receiving letters from the older Malfoy before) hidden under a stack of school essays and homework assignments on Draco's desk. Nott pulled out the letter and read it over once.

Draco,

As I'm sure, you recall our chat from the Dinner Party over the summer. It is only October now, but before you know it will time for you to come home for Christmas. I expect I don't have to repeat the conversation we had. The Malfoy name runs very far back, thousands of years. It is your responsibility to uphold that name and all that comes with it. marry and have children to carry on the name, manage the family fortune, and do the Malfoy name some good. Make me proud, son.

We will be expecting you at Christmas.

Lucius

Nott looked to the date of the letter. It was from the week before and Draco had hidden it under a stack of papers. Odd, everyone knows he gets letters from Lucius all the time. Everyone knows he won't be returning after holidays. I wonder why he hid it. Theodore looked up when the door clicked open and shut. Bugger, Malfoy. Draco stood in the doorway, eyebrow raised in questioning suspicion.

"Theodore, poking through my things again? Found my letter from my father?" Nott composed himself and put the letter on top of the desk. He walked around Draco's bed to stand in front of his dorm mate.

"Just curious, is all. I saw the parchment poking out from under the stack and simply had to inspect it." Draco sneered at him and pushed past him, sitting on his bed.

"Curious? Perhaps you should have been sorted into Gryffindor then. Mind what you do, Nott, not all Slytherins are as forgiving as me." Theodore nodded and decided to be bold.

"Has your father given you a task yet, for after you get your mark? Is that why you were hiding the letter?" Draco knew he already had his mark and had to be careful of what he said. After thinking for a moment, he answered.

"Yes. I'm to get close with Harry Potter under the pretense of suddenly becoming flooded with love for all things muggle." Draco paused to snicker at the absurdity of the statement. "And thus, I'll be returning with you to school after holidays."

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Seamus was walking back from the library when he heard the unmistakable voices of Harry and Malfoy coming around the corner towards him. He dove behind a statue just in time and they were too enveloped in what they were saying to each other to notice him. Seamus cast a whispered invisibility charm on himself that he'd learned from the twins to look in the showers.

"No, no, an animagus is a gift, an earned trait! It's not like a family heirloom. Trust me, I don't have one like my dad and his friends did." Draco and Harry were on their way to do their homework in the Room of Requirement and arguing over whether or not they were both an animagus.

"No, you have it wrong! I know that somewhere in my bloodline, probably on my mother's side if you say Black was an animagus, there's something that would make me an animagus! And your dad was an animagus, so you must be one too!" That caused Harry to start to laugh and Draco to push him. "You're such a Gryffindor! You say one thing and you think you're right!"

"And you're such a Slytherin! You whine and whine until you get your way." Harry laughed and pulled Draco to him and kissed him. When he pulled back, Draco was still pouting.

"Malfoys don't whine, Potter." Harry grinned and snaked a hand down to grab his boyfriend's ass.

"Oh but I beg to differ of how loud they are in bed -ow!" Draco had thumped Harry over the head. "Okay, sorry.. kidding, I was kidding! Draco, you put that wand away this instant!"

"Make me, Potter!" Harry grinned at the open invitation and dove at the blonde, knocking him to the ground and pinning him in the middle of the corridor.

"Out in the open, like this? I think you might regret that." He had a feral grin and was loosening Draco's tie. Draco's hands shot up to stop Harry's and he looked up into green eyes pleadingly.

"Can we just get to the Room of Requirement?" A wicked grin spread across Harry's face.

"Your wish is my command."

"Ha. Ha. My hero.." Draco snorted and pushed Harry off of him. Harry helped Draco up and they paced before the Room of Requirement three times before entering. From the shadows of the statue he was hiding behind, Seamus crept closer to the room, diving in before the boys closed the door on him and hiding. The room was pretty much the same as it had been in all their visits, the only difference was that now there was a huge bed near the fire and the couch and table was on the opposite side of the room and another door that was open and looked to lead to a bathroom. Draco's eyes had a predatory glint to them and he dove at Harry, knocking the brunette onto the bed.

Draco wrestled with Harry on the bed before pinning him on his back and straddling his hips. He leaned down to nip and suck at Harry's neck while his hands roamed the Gryffindor's broad chest. Draco had studied the Kama Sutra since last Wednesday and he was well prepared to thoroughly debauch his boyfriend. Harry was pressing his hips up into Draco's and loosening his tie again. He kicked off his shoes and Draco quickly followed suit.

Seamus stayed quiet while he watched from the shadows on the far side of the room. He wanted to be the one that was on top of Harry and making him writhe, but he knew that if he made himself known that there would be grave consequences. Hermione had already nearly gotten him expelled. Thankfully his superb mouth had helped him with his Potions Master, and he didn't do any talking.

"Draco, if you keep doing that thing with your tongue on my neck I'm going to come before you even get my fucking pants off." Harry arched his back when Draco flicked his tongue over a bite mark and let out a small moan when the blonde pressed his erection down into Harry's and thrust them together. Draco grinned and repeated what he was doing three or four more times before sliding down Harry's chest and unbuttoning his school uniform button by button with his teeth. Harry looked down and watched the Slytherin with rapt attention.

Seamus wished Harry would look at him that way. His legs were starting to hurt from the position he was crouched in. The Gryffindor crept further into the shadows, minding to keep a good view of the bed. Watching Malfoy and Harry was making him hot and bothered and he needed to be completely undetectable. Not that they would notice him with how busy they were keeping each other anyway.

Draco was high on the power he was feeling from dominating Harry like this. He now had the Gryffindor shirtless and was working on his belt. He had dressed a few pillows up for the past two days in his clothes to practice undoing his boyfriends clothes with his teeth. Now he had it down to an art. Draco pulled Harry's pants and boxers down in one great pull. He kissed and nipped his way back up Harry's legs and inner thighs and then danced his tongue around Harry's hipbones before flicking his tongue over the head of Harry's cock. Harry let out a deep moan and bucked his hips up.

"Draco, I'm only 16... I'm so hard it hurts, damnit. Fuck me or I'll come all over your pretty hair." Draco had to take a moment to compose himself before he went about sucking Harry off. Harry's unintentional dirty talk turned Draco on a lot. The blonde sucked up Harry's length and then back down to tongue the balls and then back up to tongue the slit and then back down again, all the while gently massaging with one hand while the other fondled Harry's balls. Seamus sat in a dark corner with a perfect view of the events going on trying not to pant too loudly while rubbing his cock through his pants.

Without warning, Draco flipped Harry over while he wet a finger and parted Harry's pale cheeks. He inhaled Harry's musky scent before breathing hotly over the puckered entrance. Harry let out a loud shriek and tried to roll back over but Draco held him tightly.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Harry was struggling against Draco's hold. He had no idea what the blonde was doing to him, all he knew was that whatever it was - it felt bloody good. And he wanted more.

"Do you want me to stop?" Draco loosened his grip slightly and relaxed when Harry didn't move.

"No, I want to know what you're doing. And I want you to keep going." Harry relaxed into the pillows again and let out a happy sigh when Draco breathed over his hole again. Draco took a deep breath before flicking his tongue over the entrance and took Harry's groan as encouragement to go on. He darted his tongue inside, finding it slightly difficult for the obvious fact that Harry had never stuck anything up his arse before, as far as he knew and was therefore very tight. Eventually he got used to moving his tongue in and out and was growing harder from the delightful noises Harry was making. "Lord, Draco, this feels bloody-fucking-amazing. What is it?"

"Rimming. I learned it in the Kama Sutra, bloody brilliant book that is." Draco pulled back from his rim job and replaced his tongue with two spit-slicked fingers. He reached to the night stand for the lotion that he had conjured earlier and pulled out his fingers to lube them up again. He slid first one finger and then a second, slowly stretching Harry.

"Well.. I like it.. a lot. Bloody hell, I don't think I can take much more of your torture - fuck me already." Harry was enjoying being a bottom so far immensely. He was still slightly worried as to how much it would hurt. Draco smirked and slipped a third finger in.

"Patience, patience, Potter." Draco pulled out his fingers and slicked up his cock after undressing himself. He remembered what the book said about going in slowly and applied that to his first time with Harry and went extra slow when he pushed just the head of his cock in. Harry squirmed for a minute before relaxing and nodding for Draco to add more, repeating the process until Draco was fully sheathed inside Harry. It was incredibly hot and tight and Draco even thought it hurt a bit but overall it felt amazing. He liked it a lot and even more when he slowly started to thrust into Harry. It was hard to concentrate on what the book had said, especially with the keening noises Harry was making. After a few minutes, Draco changed his angle to get more leverage and thrust in quite hard. He was surprised when Harry moaned louder and thrust in again. When Harry bucked his hips up to meet his he decided to keep at that spot.

Seamus sat in the corner, cock out and fist firmly pumping now. He was hardly keeping concentration on his invisibility charm and was relying on only the shadows to keep him from being noticed.

Harry thought he was silly for worrying so much. Draco wouldn't hurt him and it was only a little uncomfortable at first. After a few minutes Draco had changed his positioning and found his prostate and he was flying on cloud nine. Draco snaked his arm around Harry's waist and firmly stroked Harry's cock until he was moaning Draco's name and coming into Draco's hand. The tight squeeze it locked Draco's cock in caused him to come loudly not a minute later. He panted and fell onto the bed, next to Harry and licked his hand clean. Harry leaned over him and kissed him fiercely.

"That was bloody brilliant, love." Harry grinned down at his boyfriend and pushed blonde strands from his face. Draco looked up at him smugly and snaked his arms around Harry's neck and pulled him into another kiss. When they pulled apart Draco, if possible, looked more smug.

"I know. I'm just amazing." Harry laughed and rolled off of him and walked into the bathroom. A moment later the shower was heard running. Draco stretched and followed his Gryffindor into the bathroom. While Harry and Malfoy showered, a sated Seamus was quick to escape and recast his invisibility charm, pearly globs already drying on his hand.

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Seamus was in an angry haze and rushed immediately to the owlery to scribble a quick letter.

I have some valuable information. Meet me in the third classroom on the left, third floor, second corridor from the stairs at seven after dinner. Don't be late, Slytherin.

After sealing his letter and instructing an owl to carry it in with the morning post, Seamus stalked back to Gryffindor tower. When he got back, he saw that Harry had already returned and sneered at him. Harry looked up and met his eyes before turning back to Ron and Hermione.

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Nott was early to the classroom he was requested in. He wasn't sure exactly who he would be meeting and wanted to be prepared. It could be a student since a school owl was sent, or it could be his father or Lucius, hiding somehow in the school. About ten after seven, to Theodore's surprise, Seamus Finnegan walked into the classroom. He looked to be very angry about something. Nott slipped his hand into his pocket and gripped his wand tightly before greeting the Gryffindor.

"Finnegan, so it was you who sent me the summons." At Finnegan's nod, Theodore sat on one of the desks and indicated for Seamus to tell his tale.

"Nott, I have... witnessed something that would account for some valuable information on your part. Now as it seems, you aren't particularly close with Draco Malfoy?" Nott shrugged his indifference and waited for the Gryffindor to continue. "Well, it just so happens that the Pureblood Prince of Slytherin happens to not believe so strongly in pureblood after all, or one would think that since he just happens to be gay, and with the worst sort - he's chosen Harry Potter as his boyfriend and they've shagged. And I've seen them kissing in the hall, too. Now, I know you don't like Harry, but I figured a nice blow job would suffice enough for you to just do something about Malfoy? So how about it? I'll suck you off if you get rid of Malfoy."

What an interesting development. That could explain him hiding that letter. Nott stood from the desk and walked around the room, pondering the possibilities of this offering of information. When his decision was made, he turned towards Finnegan and smiled.

"Well, thank you for that lovely bit of story. You have been most helpful." Nott quickly drew his wand and pointed it at Seamus.

"What are you doing?" Seamus thought his heart was going to leap out of his chest. This was a bad idea, he never should have come here. Harry was his friend, what was he thinking.

"Obliviate."

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Nott strolled leisurely back to his common room and up to the dorm rooms. Once he was sitting at his desk, he pulled out a fresh piece of parchment and poised his quill over the paper, ready to write but pausing for a moment of thought before he began to write. A cruel grin spread across his face.

Lucius,

I have acquired some interesting information while at my post here at Hogwarts. It seems that your dearest and only son, Draco, has decided to lose his virginity before his initiation. Sources tell me that they were witnessed in "the act" and kissing in the hallway. I thought you might find it interesting, your son is gay and lost his virginity to Harry Potter.

Good Day
--T.Nott

Theodore looked down at his handiwork. Oh he was wicked, indeed. He was a perfect little Death Eater. Daddy would be proud.

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Lucius was sitting in his private study, reading up on the latest plans from his master when a house elf came in to inform him that an owl had arrived. He nodded and ordered the elf to bring the owl to him, expecting more plans from Nott and Lestrange. To his surprise, it was the younger Nott's owl. He grinned as he opened the letter, expecting some great secret discovery about Dumbledore. To his surprise it was about Draco. Lucius read through the letter, each passing word making him grow more and more rigid. By the time he was done, he ripped the letter into a thousand tiny pieces and cast an Incendio on them.

He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples in deep thought. I'll kill Potter... and then I'll beat this nonsense out of Draco.

Yes..kill the evil Potter brat for deflowering my precious son.

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A/N: Right, so... chapter 6 after far too long. Terribly sorry for the wait, I was actually almost done when HBP came out so I took my 3 days to finish HBP(and OH MY GOD) and after that we started to have our kitchen redone and from the electricity being turned on and off, it short-circuited my cable modem so I was internet-less for a week and then when we finally got a new one, we're still having the same problem.. and then I had to wait another week for the 5th so a tech could come fix it... then I had to re-hook up my router so I could have internet back on my laptop and now here I am. On the 10th I'm leaving for Mexico til the 17th but then when I get back I only have 2 days before I leave for Otakon with my friends. After that I have about 2 and a half more weeks til school starts up again (where the hell did my summer go?). So I have to plan out chapter 7 and 8 and once again, this is only going on for about 10-15 chapters...I also have a new story
coming out soon, I have most of the chapters planned already so they only need to be written. So be on the lookout for that if you like my fics.