A/N: Hey everyone, I am so very sorry that I haven't updated in forever, its just I have been so involved in my other story..anyway I am here to correct that...FINALLY! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: None of these Characters belong to me I just do what I want with them. in other words, characters credited to: J.K.Rowling and the plot credited to: Jeremie "Dark-lighter0405"

Chapter 5

"Dangerous Desires and Disasterous Divination"

(please note that several times you will see that I have spelled the word Divination wrong and or right...this is because...my computer has no spell check)

Harry and Hermione expected some nice young teacher sitting cooly at her desk, but when they walked in, the teacher was nowhere to be found. So they all quietly sat at their seats and waited as patiently as they knew how.

Finally after at least ten minutes of waiting they heard clunking fast up the ladder to the tower. As soon as the old lady popped her head up the trap door Harry &

Hermione's jaws dropped. Old lady Laurelin was their new divination teacher. Harry had to hold his mouth shut from screaming, and hermione was whispering frantically to

herself : 'It;s only a bad dream, It's only a bad dream, It's only a...' "Hello children, please excuse my tardiness for I couldn't apparate inside the castle which is odd

because..." Laurelin explained, then suddenly stopped, as if a thought had hit her square in the face. "Oh dear, I forgot that no one can apparate inside the school. Silly me,

dumbeldore even explained it to me, why the thought escaped me I don't know," she kept rambeling on, part to herself and part to the class. The students, including harry and

hermione, were giving her a "you've got to be kidding me" look.

"Well I guess I should introduce myself to you all, I am Proffessor Laurelin Patrowny!" she explained, "But please refer to me as Laurelin! Now you all must be

wondering where your other proffessor is. Proffessor Trealawny," she said wrinkling her face in disgust, "Has been asked to do a job elsewhere."

"Now, what was it that I was going to do next?" she pondered. After 10 minutes of what looked like very hard concentration she struck her head as if to say to herself 'duh'

"Ah yes I remember now!" and with that she picked up her wand and conjured textbooks in front of everyone. "Children please read pages 1-25 and write and essay on the

subject "Dinivition sixth year: Teacher and Subject Material" she instructed. "Include my name and the subject and waht you think about this year in divination" Groans

came from across the room as they all pulled out parchment to begin.

Break/ Study Hour

"I wonder if I'll get counted off if I put that I think that this year in dinivation will be worse than last year because our teacher's a nutcase..." Ron said, completely

bummed out about the essay. "Me too." Harry added w/ a half-laugh. "I can't believe it was her." hermione too added to the conversation. "Oh shit guys I left my book in the

tower, I'll be right back." Harry said. In the hallway the thoughts of love that he felt for Draco kept pounding in his head. (A/N: italics right now means Harry's thoughts)

pounding...head...wait that sounds wrong. Anyway I can deal with being gay, but liking malfoy? Now that's messed up.

"Hello Harry." Draco seemed to whisper from behind him. Well speak of the Devil. "Hello...Draco." Harry "whispered" back. Harry wasn't sure wether he was ready for

this. Draco, without thinking a second thought, shoved Harry into the nearest empty classroom. "Malfoy are you out of your fucking mind?" Harry asked in a puzzled voice.

"Listen I think we both know what happened in potions, so I think we need to talk or something." Said Draco while looking around, hands shoved in his pockets, and

avoiding Harry's eyes. Harry started for the door while saying, "Draco, I don't know what..." but he was cut short of breath as malfoy pinned him against the wall. For a brief

moment Draco gazed directly into harry's piercing eyes and hesitated, but then he went for it, he kissed Harry. (Italics are Draco) Oh, god, his lips are so soft. Oh god,

what am I doing? What the hell am I doing? I should stop But Draco didn't stop. Couldn't stop. It was if some magnet was pulling them together, two complete opposites,

pulled together by a force. Love.

Harry was feeling the same as Draco...like he never wanted this kiss to end. Harry loved how Draco's lips felt against his and how draco would apply just enough

pressure to send the slightest tingle down his spine. The moment seemed to last forever, when malfoy pulled away. "I...um, that.." He didn't finish the sentence but instead

burst out of the door. Harry slid down the wall to the floor, to shocked and exhilirated to move. Staring blankly into no where Harry touched his lips with his fingers to the

spot where malfoy had kissed him. He wasn't going to lie to himself, he liked it..god he liked it oh so very much. Just then, Laurelin burst through the door and not noticing

Harry she transformed into a beautiful (for a girl) young girl, about old enough to be a student at hogwarts. "God I hate that disguise, it makes me too stupid if I keep it on

for very long." Laurelin said to herself. She turned around, about to head back out the door when she saw Harry stand up and point his wand at her. "Who the hell are you,

and where's the real Laurelin?" Harry asked, now fully out of the trance that he was in. "Silly boy, I am Laurelin" she replied as coolly as possible. "The old woman you

know as laurelin is just a disguise I had to wear to get classes to take me seriously, and yes Dumbledore knows." she explained. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." Harry replied

looking into her eyes. "Your hot." was what he got in response. "I'm gay." replied Harry supressing a chuckle. "Damn" Laurelin pouted, "If you tell anyone about me, I will

personally see to it that I kill you..." Menacingly she poked at the adam's apple area with her wand. "I won't" Harry said, with almost a bored tone, while pushing the wand

to the side. It was a moment before laurelin half smiled and said "I like you." so she put her wand away and turned to leave when she stopped suddenly. "You left this in

my classroom you hottie." And then out of thin air popped Harry's book. "Thanks" he replied. "You're welcome, Owl me sometime." With that final note, Harry skipped dinner and went straight to bed.