A/N: Hello everyone, Silver Star here. I hope I find everyone well? Yes? Well, good. This is my first Harry Potter Slash Fic. Okay, first thing first, this is my first Harry Potter slash. So, if you're afraid of that kind of stuff, back away-Now! Watches as half of the room leaves. Now for the rest of you still here, this is rated 'R' for a reason. Afraid now? Then go away, I don't want to be the one who corrupted your minds. Sees the back row leave. Now for the rest of you, have fun reading and enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter & Co. They all belong to J.K.R. & Co.

Part One

The taste of their lips, yum. Harry felt a row of kisses moving from his neck to his belly. Smile played on Harry's lips. The person looks up.

"Don't stop," Harry moaned.

"I won't," Draco Malfoy said pulling Harry into a passionately.

Sitting up in his bed, Harry screamed loudly, waking up the other boys in his dorm.

"Oi! Harry, you okay?" said freckled faced, red haired, Ron Weasley.

Harry looked at his friend.

"Harry you look like you're about to be sick."

I'm not gay, right? I mean Draco? I hate him!?

"He's right mate, you look a bit green."

Harry shook his head, trying to get the image and voice of Draco Malfoy out of his head. "I'm fine, just a bad dream."

"About what?" said sandy haired, blue eyed, Seamus Finigun.

"Nothing," Harry said ignoring the worried stairs.

Dean, Neville, and Ron all took this for a good answer knowing not to mess with Harry. Seamus, however, still had not figured this out.

Seamus opened his mouth to speak but Dean quickly said, "Drop it, Seamus."

The room was quiet except for the slow even breathing of his dorm mates. Well, all except Seamus.

"Harry?"

"Drop it, Seamus."

Seamus crawled out of his bed and sat next to Harry, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Harry lied.

"Tired?" Seamus asked.

"Yes."

"Annoyed?"

"Yes."

"Want me to leave you alone?"

"Yes."

"Your -really- want me to leave you alone?"

"Yes."

"Are you getting pissed off?"

"Yes."

"Almost there?"

"Yes."

"There yet?"

"Yes."

"Wanna Shag?"

"Seamus, I don't flow that way," Harry said smiling at him.

Seamus laughed, "Damn, I had hoped you would have got into the habbit of saying yes and-"

"Got it, Seamus."

"You sure, Harry?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Anyone else would be dead for saying that, but this was Seamus, loveable, laughing, childish Seamus.

Seamus walked over to his own bed, "offer still stands."

Harry pulled the covers over himself, "Night, Seamus."

Seamus laughed, "I love you, Harry."

Harry shook his head, "You love everyone."

A grin passed Seamus' lips, "True enough."

A/N: End of part one. What do you think? Is Harry gay? Is Seamus gay, or just crazy?

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P.S. Please tell me if it's good, cuz if it's not, I want to stop writing it. And if it's good, I want to need to know if it's safe to keep passed part two.

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