A/n: hey! I know I said I'd wait but the first reviews I got where just so amazing I had to do something about it.. thanxs to all of those that reviewed there very good reviews and if you want me to be thanking you for reviewing, review and I shall thank you. Also I'd like to note that I am Canadian so that might be why some of my spelling is off to you, to me it's fine but sometimes it's spelt differently in other contries. Words such as colour favourite and vapour. Anyways enough chit chat on with the show!

As lunch came to a close Harry and Blaise left the Great Hall, not to anyone's surprise, and where not to be seen for the rest of the day. This of course does not mean that Harry had been cheating on his French boyfriend Xavier, but it is likely. The two entered the great Hall 10 minutes late for super; their hair tussled with either sleep or physical activity. Many people thought the later, while some believed it to be both. You can have sex then sleep afterwards. They departed with a long kiss that left the hall whistling and cheering. 10 minutes later they broke apart and headed for their rightful tables.

The actual super part of the evening was uneventful. But after wards Harry was bombarded with questions he didn't exactly feel in the mood to answer. Yes, he was in a great mood, but that didn't stop him from not liking questions. He created an illusion of Malfoy streaking past, and left quickly through a secret door when no one was looking.

Unfortunately someone was looking, someone one did see Harry escape and was not amused by his "tactical diversion". And he knew exactly were Potter would go; Malfoy slipped through the obscenely large crowed and headed down a deserted hallway coming to a stop at a seemingly dead end. But on this wall was mural of a house and a gardener. Walking along the painted road Malfoy muttered the password and opened the seemingly painted entrance. He stepped inside the lit common room in the heads dorm. He saw the other head working , ok well sitting at a desk, on the other side of the room. His desk was the color of freshly spilt blood and sunshine, all crimson red and golden yellow. Malfoy marched up to his arch foe and tapped his gently on the shoulder.

Being closer to the boy, Malfoy looked over his shoulder to see what he was working on, it was a drawing of a snitch with the initials L.E. written on it. he was wondering who the hell L.E. was, when Harry already had an X and a B.Z, when he was pulled from his thoughts and heard.

"Yes Malfoy, would you like something? Maybe a quick shag?" said the voice in a tired tone, as if the activities of the day had worn the speaker out.

"I said bloody no to the bleeding shag, don't ask again!" said Malfoy angered, and despite himself a little flattered, the boy in front of him already had about 2, maybe 3 depending on who L.E. was, boys lined up. And yet he still wanted to sleep with him.

"oh well," said the voice a little more tiredly and slightly defeated," I keep hoping you'll change your mind."

"Anyways that's not what I came to talk to you about."

"I figured it wasn't. what would you like to yell at me today about? Hum… I was hardly in your company all day. Or are you talking about that tiny innocent incident that happened before I had my lunch?"

"I'd forgotten about that actually," admitted Malfoy, slightly embarrassed. "No I am hear to talk to you about that stunt you pulled to make your "get way""

"Oh that! Yeah what about it, I thought it was rather funny," said the boy still seated at his desk staring out the open window into the night. Malfoy could practically feel the smile radiating off of Harry's face as he remember that.

"What about it!" screeched Malfoy insanely, sounding more like a girl then usual. "That was a illusion of ME! If you had forgotten you idiot, I did not want the entire Great Hall to see me without clothes on, even if it was only an illusion."

"Don't worry Malfoy it will fade in an hour or so." Said Harry uncaringly, he had the picture in his mind, he didn't need an illusion. Besides the real deal was standing right in behind of him, it just so happened to be that this one was still clothed, that would change soon.

Harry turned and inspected the Malfoy in front of him. Muscular, peroxide white hair, angled chin and beautiful grey eyes, clothed in slack black jeans and a tight "A" shirt to impress the girls of course. We shall just have to change that slight aspect, girls, thoughts Harry. It isn't to difficult to change girls in to guys in someone's mind now is it? Harry wasn't sure; he'd been born gay and thought that's the way it was. But Malfoy, he was born for a gay man and by Merlin he would be that gay man.

Rising from the chair Harry came up to Malfoy's height, Malfoy took a pace back remembering what had happened earlier when he hadn't. He didn't like that look in Potter's eyes, it was haunting and full of well, lust for lack of a better word. But there was also hunger, as if Potter wanted to swallow him whole or chew him into tiny pieces. It scared Malfoy a little, but he wouldn't show it. It wasn't Malfoy thing, hell his father wore his heart on his sleeve, no this was just a him thing.

Harry approached Malfoy slowly, in a predators walk. Malfoy kept backing away, as if he knew Harry wanted to take him right here, right now real fast. He slowly began to manoeuvre Malfoy into a wall, then he'd have no where to run. But Malfoy caught on a quickly changed his directions from backing away to sliding sideways.

This, fortunately, for Harry, worked against Malfoy. He ended up sprawled on the couch with the air knocked out of him. Seconds later Harry was atop of him, looking down with a most heated look.

"Hey man you don't want to do this," started Malfoy only to be cut off my Harry's lips pressing themselves roughly against his own.

At first Malfoy tried pushing Harry off and struggling, but after a while he stopped and found himself kissing Harry back. He was so surprised he opened his mouth in a silent oh of surprise. Harry thinking this an invitation to go dipper, he'd felt Malfoy kiss him back, lunged his tongue inside his mouth and began exploring it. Harry's hands traveled Malfoy's body, they started to lift the top up, over his abs when the fire place digned and sounded.

" 'Arry mon chere, être vous là-bas ? je vous ai manqué j'ai voulu vous parler encore. bonjour? quelqu'un est ici ?"

A/n: oh I am evil but that's because I am updating before getting my 10 reviews so be happy that it is up at all. This is the French translation at the end: harry are you there? i missed you i wanted to talk to you again. Hello? Is anyone here? Hope you like this chapter. Finally the HpDm has started. Hopefully there will be more in the next chapter. Even I don't know. Well lets try and get up to 30 reviews shall we this time? Yes yes up to 30 for another chapter. Moooahahhhahahaah. evil laugh review a lot cuz I would also like to know what happens. XD. REVIEW.