Edited January 11th 2006.

Harry Potter or anything related to it,sadly still doesn't belong to me.

Chapter 2

"WHAT!" Ron yelled at the top of his lungs. "MALFOY! Why in bloody hell is it Malfoy? Why not someone else? A girl at least!"

Harry leaned onto the edge of his hair, holding on for dear life, as Ron stood towering over him. Confusion and furry filled the face of the red haired 7th year, his ears turning bright red.

"Calm down Ron, I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for this," Hermione said tugging on Ron's robes. She looked up at Harry, "You do have an explanation don't you?"

Harry slipped out of his chair and stepped away from Ron and Hermione. "I do, I swear I do." Ron and Hermione stared at Harry, Ron still a bright red color.

"Well out with it!" Ron ordered.

"Ron!" Hermione shot at him.

Harry pulled on the hem of his robes not looking at his two friends any more. "Well you see it all happened so fast and..." Harry started to explain but trailed off.

"Well?" Ron asked growing impatient.

Harry started up again and didn't stop until he finished his story. When he looked up Hermione was playing with the fold in her skirt, Ron scratched the back of his head before he met Harry's gaze. He forced a smile at Harry.

"So are you gay?"

"No! I mean. I've never considered it!" Harry said looking shocked by his friend's question.

"Are you actually going to go with him?" Hermione asked finally looking up from her skirt. Her eyes filled with emotion.

"Well I suppose so," Harry answered. Ron and Hermione looked away again. "Well it's better than having you two and all those girls on my back 24 fucking 7!" he yelled his temper rising.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted at him as he went to turn and walk away.

Harry looked back. "What!" he shouted at her.

She winced at his response. "It's just that, isn't it a little strange?" she quickly went on when he glared at her. "I mean, that not only you two are "going together" but also, don't you guys hate each other?" Harry was silent. Why didn't he think of this before? Before either of his friends could stop him he turned and rushed out of the room.

Draco sat leaning against a tree, his green and grey scarf wrapped around his neck. He held a potions text book in his hands, his eyes rapidly scanning down the page. He closed the book and put it down beside him on the browning grass. The days had become colder when October started, the wind had picked up and the leaves started to turn yellow and fall.

Soon it wouldn't be long before it started to snow, but that wasn't what was on Draco's mind. He couldn't get the incident with Harry out of his head. Over and over again it replayed it's self.

"Did you want to be alone Malfoy?" a voice asked Draco. Draco's head shot up when he realized that Harry Potter was standing in front of him. This time fully clothed.

Draco smiled. "As a matter of fact Potter, I did," he said picking up his text book again. "I'm sure you just didn't come here to reenact our little conversation from this morning, so you must be here for a reason."

Harry stared at him for a moment. "Why are we doing this?"

"Doing what? Talking?"

"You know what I mean!"

"No as a matter of fact I'm not really sure."

"WHY THE HELL WE'RE GOING TO THE BALL TOGETHER!" Harry lashed out.

"Don't get angry Potter, it's not my fault that your incompetent," Draco said calmly. "You were there this morning; you thought that you were better than-"

"Yeah, I know that part, but why are we going together?" Harry asked gesturing to himself and Draco. "We hate each other! Further more we're both guys!"

Draco tilted his head to one side when Harry stated this; he sat there thinking about it for a moment. Then stood up and walked close to Harry, so there was hardly any distance between them.

"Uh..." Harry said noticing the little space between them. "Draco?"

"Yes Harry?" Draco said softly.

"What are you doing?"

Draco raised a hand to Harry's chin, he leaned towards him. Gently he pressed his lips to the other boy's. Harry didn't pull away, nor did he respond. Instead he stood straight and bug eyed, as the blonde in front of him kissed him. Draco pulled away and looked him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" was Harry's first response.

"You seemed to some what enjoy it," Draco said, tapping the inside of Harry's thigh with his text book.

Harry looked down where he had tapped, to see the growing bulge in his pants. He quickly wrapped his robes around himself. Draco smirked at him and asked "You were rambling about something?"

"You weren't listening?" Harry asked surprised.

Draco shook his head.

"You heard nothing at all!"

"Well not the last part, I did hear most of it, I do listen...most of the time."

"Why am I even bothering with you," Harry said throwing his hands up in the air, his robes folding to his sides again. Draco looked down again as Harry went on. "I hate you; I shouldn't be going to the Ball with you! You're, I don't know what, but whatever you are I'm not!"

Draco nodded continuing to stare. Harry noticed finally and covered himself again.

"Stop that," he said angrily. Draco looked up at Harry again, a grin on his face. "I'm leaving!"

He turned himself around and started to walk away when Draco asked, "So I take it your going to be dressed as a girl for the ball? As I am the actual guy out of the two of us."

Harry turned around and glared at Draco. He stormed over and took him by the robes and shook him. "Who are you? What have you done with Draco Malfoy?" Harry said as he shook Draco.

Draco started to laugh as Harry continued to shake him. "What's so funny?" Harry yelled at him letting go.

"You," Draco managed to say as he shook with laughter. Draco's hair fell into his face covering his eyes, as he continued to laugh.

"Me?" Harry said staring at Draco confused by the answer. He watched as he continued to laugh for another minute. Finally Draco calmed down and looked at Harry, his grey eyes shimmering.

A rain drop hit the nose of the smiling blonde. He looked up at the sky just as the rain started to pour down more and more. Looking back at Harry, he reached out and took the wide black rimmed glasses Harry wore.

"I love the rain," Draco explained. "It makes everything so green, kind of like your eyes."

The rain started to come down harder now, making tiny little dots on their robes until the dots became splotches. Harry stepped towards Draco under the canopy of the tree.

"It really is beautiful, the rain," Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco; their lips gently touching, and then moving together. Draco leaned in deepening the kiss, moving his lips against Harry's. Draco dropped the text book into the muddy grass; he lifted his arms up and wrapped them around Harry, one moving into the boy's wet brown hair, the other around Harry's waist.

Harry moved one of his hands up under Draco's shirt, moving over Draco's smooth skin. The blonde quivered under his touch. Harry moved his hand put further running his fingers over Draco's muscles.

In response he bit down hard on Harry's lip making it bleed. Harry let out a groan as Draco did. He opened his eyes to look at Draco only to see the bright flash above them and then the loud rumble that rang through out the valley. Harry pulled away, Draco not wanting to part.

He looked up at Harry, "I guess we should head in." He pulled his arm out from under Draco's shirt. "We won't be going to the ball if we're fried."

"I suppose, although you know." Draco said giving Harry a kinky look. He placed Harry's glasses back on his nose.

"Come on Draco," Harry said grinning back at the Slytherin.

"Alright but you got to carry me," he said wrapping his leg around one of Gryffindor's legs. He raised an eye brow at Harry looking hopeful.

"I'm not going to carry you."

"Alright, but your wearing a dress. One those old fashion ones with the corset," Draco told Harry as they turned and headed to castle.

"Draco! I'm not wear a-"

"Oh yes you are! We agreed on it," he said nodding.

"We did no-"

"We did. You said "Draco, let me be the girl. I can wear a poofy pink dress with flowers on it!" Draco said imitating Harry. "I remember you were very excited about it too!"

"I said no such thing!"

"A Tiara too."

"What!"

"Mm hm" Draco nodded.

"That's a lie!"

They continued on till they returned into the castle.