Warning: In this chapter there is a little guy on guy smut. No sex involved, Ricky! That's coming up later since I know you enjoy it so much. Make fun of it all you want later. But to any others, you may just skip over this chapter. I do promise you that it won't get to graphic.

"Where have you been all day?" asked a familiar voice, that night as Ginny snuck back into the common room.

Ginny jumped, putting her hand on her heart. Then she saw whom it was sitting in the chair closet to the fire. "Colin! Geeze, I thought you were Ron!"

Colin Creevy, Ginny's best friend, laughed. Since his first year, Colin had done some changing of his own. His blonde hair now ever so gently brushed above his delicate blue eyes. From Qudditch, he had gained strong muscles and even a six-pack. Gone was the geeky, camera-holding boy.

"He went to bed already," informed Colin, with a slight smile on his boyish face.

"Really? I thought he'd be pacing the room by now at least," commented Ginny. As much as she loved Ron, he never left her alone. He was so overprotecting it was annoying.

Shaking his head, Colin pulled her over to him. "Don't worry. I gotcha covered."

"Thanks, Col. You're a doll," replied Ginny, kissing his cheek.

Colin was like a brother to her, at times almost a sister from his knowledge of fashion and dating. In their third year, he had discovered that much rather hook up with a guy than a girl. Since that decision, Ginny had stuck by his side no matter. To reward her for her loyalty, Colin looked out for Ginny as much as he could. He tried to be less like Ron for her.

"So what were you doing?" asked Colin.

Hesitantly, Ginny decided to tell Colin. After all he'd still be there for her even if he didn't approve of Draco or their relationship. "I was with Draco all day. We sat outside by the lake and trees. He was soo nice to me that we talked for so long."

"Draco!" Colin hardly ever called anyone by their last name despite any harboring feeling he may have held against them. Right now, his eyes sparkled with surprise and a bit of happiness. "He was civil to you!"

"Yes, Colin. He's really not a bad guy after you get to know him. I-I like spending time with him," admitted Ginny, looking down.

"Is that all that happened?" Colin looked at her, lifting her chin up. His eyes were so full of understanding.

Ginny smiled a true smile. "He kissed me, and I kissed him back."

A wide grin broke out on Colin's f ace. "You tamed a Malfoy! Bugger, Ginny. That's great!

Good old Colin. He didn't care for the rivalry between the two families. Soon, Ginny found herself in Colin's strong arms in a welcoming hug. "Thanks, Col."

"Hmmm. If you're dating a Malfoy, maybe Blaise will be around," revealed Colin. Lately, Blaise and Colin had been flirting unknowingly with each other. To the few who knew either boy was gay, it was obvious how much each boy liked the other.

"Colin!" Ginny squealed. She pressed for details on Colin's latest love interest. Blaise Zabini was Draco's right hand man. The two were great friends, kinda like brothers sometimes. They were always together.

The next morning Colin woke up quite early. His stomach rumbled rather urgently. Ginny had told him a long time ago how to get into the kitchens. She had learned that from Fred and George, whom had made many trips to the kitchen in their days at school. He and Ginny had used it on occasion. Colin stumbled out of bed and into the common room. No one was in the common at that hour. Another rumble came from his stomach.

The coast was clear, and there was no Mrs. Norris roaming about the halls. Quiet as a mouse, Colin made his way to the kitchens. The portrait wasn't too hard to find even in the dim light of the morning. He tickled the pear and stumbled into the kitchen. The elves were bustling about, getting ready for the morning rush of breakfast. There was also someone else sitting at one of the islands in the middle of the kitchen.

"Blaise," choked out Colin, as he saw the tanned boy sitting so casually at the table. This was a surprise for both of them. Generally they didn't have one on one contact with each other. There was always one other person in the room.

Blaise looked up, his dark blue eyes stared at Colin. A bit of whipped cream rested on his lips from his waffles and whip cream. Trying his best to keep his composure, he gestured for the boy to join him. An elf hurried off to get another order of waffles and whip cream. "Colin. What are you doing here?"

Acting as causally as he could, he sat next to Blaise. "I was hungry and decided to come get something to eat. What about you?"

"Couldn't sleep so I decided to come and celebrate," replied Blaise, licking the whipped cream off his lips while maintaining eye contact with Colin. Whatever trick he was playing was working on Colin. That little action made him squirm in his seat.

"Celebrate?" Colin dug into his own plate of breakfast. He returned the favor by getting whipped cream on his own lips, which he left there. Seeing Blaise's eyes widen, Colin knew it was working.

A wide smile graced the boy's lips. He raised his mug of pumpkin juice in the air as he muttered something. The elves stopped to watch him for a second before going about their business. "Haven't you heard? You are Ginny's best friend. She got Draco to show some emotion!"

"Ah, yes. Ginny told me last night. It's great news. Something worth celebrating!" agreed Colin. He grabbed his own cup and clinked it against Blaise's own cup. Together they took a swig.

"And if my best mate can reveal his feelings for the girl he likes, why can't I?" asked Blaise, picking up the drop of Colin's face as he said this. Oh, how he enjoyed messing with Colin's mind. It pleased him to see the younger boy squirm.

The grin on Colin's face dropped few watts. Maybe what he heard about Blaise being gay wasn't true. All his chances were shattered in that one instant. How could he be so stupid to think that he even had an opportunity to be with Blaise? This was a good looking no handsome, drop dead sexy young man. Half the school wanted him. He was just another fan in the sea of faces after a sex god.

A laugh from beside him shocked him out of his thinking. Colin turned to the older boy next to him. What in the world was he laughing about? Blaise put down his mug and slid off the seat. He moved over to the other boy, still laughing. "I'm not interested in girls, Col. Hell, I'm not interested in any other guys. There is only one guy I want. I…want…you."

Before Colin could say anything, a warm set of lips pressed against his. He felt Blaise's hands on his waist, pulling him closer. Not that Colin was protesting. In fact, he tried moving Blaise closer to himself. Neither boy noticed the elves move out of their way to give them a bit more privacy. If they did stay to watch, they would have seen both boy lost in their own world. Their hands roamed each others' bodies as much as they could. Passion arose inside of them as they could feel the excitement from the other.

(Just for you Ricky. LOL) Colin said, "Ah skeet skeet!"

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