disclaimer: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not her. The song Give me Novacaine belongs to Green Day. I am notanyone of them.

warnings: Cursing. A tiny bit of slash (male/male-romance). You have been warned.

song: Give me Novacaine by Green Day

A/N: I am baaack... School started and it's killing me but I still try to write everytime I have an extra hour or so. Be patient with me. Seriously, I don't get enough sleep these days, school sucks and my personal life (mainly love life) is fucked up so fanfiction is not the first thing in my mind. But I try. Anyway, in this chapter we have some slash. Not much, but some. You'll see when you get there.

Take away the sensation inside
Bittersweet migraine in my head
It's like throbbing toothache of the mind
I can't take this feeling anymore

Harry walked down the deserted streets of Vilinburg. Every now and then a car went by and he saw a dog walker going to the park. It wasn't actually raining, it was more like drizzling. Like you looked stupid with an umbrella but still got wet.

Does it ever stop raining in here! He cursed as he tugged his hands into his pockets. While he was walking he hummed a song he had heard in the summer; "I don't wanna be an American Idol, I don't wanna be on a magazine cover…"

He let out a short laugh. "Simon can't sing, Simon can't dance-" Then he laughed again, realizing he couldn't remember the words. He heard a sharp bark and looked around. He saw an old lady standing on the bus stop with a Chihuahua. Harry smiled politely and said; "Good evening, madam." And then he went inside the gate of his and Draco's house and by the door he started searching for his keys. Finally he found them and got out of the rain.

"Where have you been all day?" Draco was leaning on living room doorframe, television was on. So he has finally learned how to use it… Harry smiled as he took his jacket off.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I have to tell you everything about my personal life."

"Well, the problem is, you tell me nothing about your personal life."

"You want to know about my personal life?"

Draco sighed before answering. "You could've at least told me you're gay."

"You didn't tell me you're straight." Harry said as he went upstairs. Draco followed him.

"How'd you know I am?"

The soaked teen froze. Million things were going through his head. Is he saying…? No he can't be… Could he fancy me? Has he kissed a guy? Would I be his first? If he fancied me, would he do something about it? Why am I wondering if he fancies me? Do I like him? Hell no! Okay, let's calm down… He just asked how I know he's straight. Nothing more. He didn't say he's gay. Breathe, Harry, breathe. He cleared his throat and slowly turned around. "Excuse me?"

Draco was looking very uneasy and as if he wished he had never opened his mouth. "I mean… Is it that obvious?"

"W-well… Straights are the majority and… It's the most likely option… I mean… You know… Aren't you, then?"

Draco didn't answer right a way. He stood there, looking into Harry's amazingly green eyes. For some reason that made Harry blush. "Of course I am." The blonde told then. "Just… You shouldn't assume things." He turned around and was about to return downstairs when he heard a soft voice behind him.

"Neither should you."

Draco turned around again. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Harry gave him a small smile and entered his room without answering. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Men…"

Drain the pressure from the swelling
The sensation's overwhelming
Give me a long kiss goodnight
And everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing
So give me Novacaine

Draco was sitting on the couch, watching TV. He would've never admitted it, but he was rather fascinated by the machine. He had never seen anything like it. He was watching a movie, but he wasn't really paying attention. There was one question in his mind which he couldn't get out. Am I really straight?

What if he wasn't? Would it be a disaster or could he get used to it? Would he like it? What would his friends say? What would his parents say? What would Harry say? Wait a minute! Why would I care what Potter thinks! My sexuality is none of his fucking business! Even without realizing it, he started sulking. He sulked at the movie, though it was a comedy. I'm not a fucking queer and I am not fucking attracted to Potter. Whatta hell…? Where did that idea come from! There is no such option that I could be attracted to him!

Out of body and out of mind
Kiss the demons out of my dreams
I get the funny feeling, that's alright
Jimmy says it's better than here
I'll tell you why

Again on Harry's table lay a dirty mirror and a rolled up bill next to it. Harry himself lay on the bed, thinking.

Why did I sleep with Danny? What the fuck is going on with Draco? He's not my freaking babysitter… What's going on with me and Francis? Does he even remember me anymore? Why did Danny sleep with me? Twice! Is Draco hiding something? What does Danny see in Ann? Has Ron already asked Hermione out? I should write him. Yeah.

But he didn't write the letter that night because he fell asleep right after the thought.

Drain the pressure from the swelling
The sensation's overwhelming
Give me a long kiss goodnight
And everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing
So give me Novacaine

Sunday morning Harry tiptoed downstairs wearing only a pair of green boxers. Draco would be in the kitchen, drinking cocoa, fully clothed. As every Sunday morning.

But this morning, Draco wasn't in the kitchen. There wasn't even a trace that he had been there. Instead, the voice of television was coming out of the living room. Harry peeked to look, and what did he see? Draco Malfoy sleeping on the couch. A mischievous smile spread on Harry's face. He quietly sneaked next to the sleeping blonde, bent down and softly blew into his ear. Draco shrugged but didn't wake up. Harry blew again, his lips were almost touching Draco's ear. This time Draco turned his head so that their lips met.

Draco flashed his eyes open and Harry jumped as far away as he could with a one jump. The blonde sat up and stared at Harry who was staring at him. Both wide eyed.

"W-wha… Wh-what- What just happened here?" Draco finally got the sentence out of his mouth.

"Nothing." Harry told. "Absolutely nothing. I'm gonna go and take a shower." And then he was gone.

Draco stayed on the couch, looking puzzled. He had no idea what had happened. All he knew that he felt something tickling his ear and then he felt something soft on his lips. And then he was in a middle of a staring contest with Harry. What the hell happened?

The blonde got up and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of cocoa. He sat down again and checked if there was any mail on the table. No, there wasn't. Lucifer hadn't been around for a while. He didn't have any use for him and no one wrote him any letters. Harry had stopped opening his mail in a week and after two weeks he didn't have any.

After a while Harry walked in the kitchen and started examining what the fridge was holding inside.

"Harry? Can I ask you a question?"

"Depends what kind of question it is." The raven haired teen mumbled as he was trying to decide if he wanted orange or apple juice.

"This may sound little… weird."

"Well, this whole situation is weird. Shoot."

"Well… Um…"

Harry finally settled on apple juice. "C'mon, we don't have all day."

Draco sighed. "Well, when did you… you know… Realize you're…"

"Gay? Maybe a year ago. Well, that was the time I was attracted to a boy the first time. But it really kind of… Hit me this summer. Why?"

"What happened this summer?"

Harry was slightly taken aback by this. Why did he care? "Um… I met someone. Why are you suddenly so interested in this whole… gay… stuff?"

"I just thought I should know a little more about you."

"Why? I know nothing about you."

"You know everything you need to know."

"So… Everything equals nothing?"

"No, I- Why'd you care? You hate me. We're here because you beat the hell out of me. Why you want to know?" Draco stood up and put his cup in the sink.

"I don't." Harry snapped. His apple juice was forgotten on the table.

"Then why are you complaining that you know nothing about me?"

"I'm not complaining, you jerk."

"So now I'm a jerk?"

"No, you've always been."

"Then why did you kiss me?"

Now Harry was taken aback big time. He couldn't believe his ears. "What- I didn't! When?"

"Just now, before the staring contest!"

"That- That wasn't a kiss! That was an accident!"

"I think I know what a kiss is." Draco stated and tried to leave the kitchen. But Harry slammed him against the fridge and roughly pressed his lips on the blonde's.

"Now that's a kiss."

Drain the pressure from the swelling
The sensations overwhelming
Give me a long kiss goodnight
And everything will be alright
Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing
So give me Novacaine

A/N: Well. There you go. Review! I have 100 reviews at the moment, by the way. Thank you, luvs! Do it again!

reviews:

ShatteredxDream: Harry and Francis? Honestly, I have no idea. Rin101: Well, that's news to me too. ps. Muffin Man rocks!AterWolfe: Yes, the slash fairy did a pretty good job, don't you think? Anyway, thank you for those kind words. JitsaruJakara:Threesome? Um... Sorry to crush your dreams but I doubt it. I just think three is too crowded. And you should definitely listen the songs you haven't heard. They are all awesome! Ashes of Stars: No, sorry, I don't give away money. But you can still review. It makes you feel good when you make another person happy, doesn't it? That could be your prize for pressing the go-button. Yeah. Xylor Anamay: Peanuts! Yay! (Yeah, I read the whole thing but the peanuts really hit me.) Anyway, thanks for your ideas, maybe I'll try them in some point. Lobarie: Hun, if you don't mind my language, I won't mind yours. Deal? Dulce Psycho: Looks real, huh? And why is that surprising? Just kidding. Anyway, moving on... Next! MagickBeing: Oh ok, if they're not doing much about it, I'm fine. Thank you for filling me in. iluvdanrad: I already told JitsaruJakara that I don't do threesomes. I have nothing against threesome but I just think it makes things too complicated. And by complicated I mean that it's easier to me as a writer to think that there's only two people in the bed. Three gets me confused. PaddycakePadfoot: Yes, I would get more reviews then. We'll see.

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