A/N: alright… I'm gunna write a new chapter.. (YAY) hope you enjoy!

Harry and Draco walked down the corridors under Harry's invisibility cloak very early in the morning. The castle was dark, except for the moonlight that was still shining in an almost eerie way. Since they both woke up early, they decided that Draco should return to his Common Room. However, the two of them ended up wandering the halls the whole time, just walking and talking, and the occasional passionate kisses.

"I still can't believe you have an Invisibility Cloak" Draco mumbled almost jealously. "Father says they're rare, and I've been asking him for months to get one…"

Harry rolled his eyes, thinking about how spoiled Draco was. "Oh poor you," he scowled. "The problems you face in life"

Draco playfully pinned Harry up against the stone wall, making sure that the Invisibility Cloak was still covering them both, and growled into Harry's neck. Harry ran his hand through Draco's soft hair as he threw his head back, granting Draco much more access. Harry moaned loudly as Draco's tongue ran across his Adams Apple. Harry pulled Draco's body close to him, closing any gaps between them. Draco kissed Harry softly, but so full of passion. Harry could just melt away when Draco kissed him like that.

"You know… we should – ah…. get you back to – ohhh do that again – you're dorm…" Harry managed to say between kisses.

Draco pulled away, but kept Harry in his embrace. With an evil smirk, he looked deep in Harry's eyes and simply smiled lovingly.

Harry knew what was going on… damn that Draco. Harry was soon lost in Draco's beautiful eyes, and was smiling as he stared into those silver orbs. Draco slowly and seductively blinked, and looked hungrily at Harry. He moved slowly and teasingly leaned into Harry, and slightly brushed his lips against Harry's. Harry thought he died and went to heaven. Draco grinned, and suddenly pulled back.

"Harry you're right," he said to a horror-struck Harry. "I really should go back to my dorm" He exaggerated a sigh as he pulled on Harry's hand to start walking again.

"Wait!" Harry whined, trying to pull Draco back to him. "Noooo.. hehe I was just kidding!"

"No no… you make an excellent point dear Harry." He looked at Harry and gave a dramatic sigh, holding a hand over his heart. "Me being a prefect, I shouldn't even be out here this late. If it wasn't for your advising words , why, I'd still probably have you up against that wall snogging you senseless."

"B-b-but!" Harry whined, pulling Draco at his waist. "I mean we've got plenty of time. And we're young, don't want to waste our youth. And its such a beautiful night – "

Draco quickly silenced Harry with another of his spectacular kisses. Oh how Harry loved his soft lips.

"C'mon, we've been out for hours." Fixing the cloak, again, he took Harry's hand and started to walk down the corridor. "You know how much trouble we'll get in?"

Harry slowly turned to face Draco, looking at him like Draco had grown an extra head. "My god…" he said, suddenly started to laugh hysterically. "What happened to you? What happened to the Malfoy we all know and love!"

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked, taken-back.

"Y-you're scared to get caught!" Harry laughed. "Merlin… where's your Slytherin pride? I mean, you're getting worse than Hermione!"

Draco stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at Harry, eyes wide. "Ohhhh don't you dare say I'm like that." He said dumbstruck.

"Oh my… I must have softened you up" Harry laughed as he kept walking.

Draco half-whined, half-yelled, sounding very girlish. This just made Harry laugh even more. "Oh come now. You did NOT soften me up. And I'm most certainly not like that Granger girl."

"Yes of course," shoving Draco playfully. "You're such a rebel."

"Aye. AYE! I AM a rebel, thank you very much." He said, winking as he pushed Harry playfully back. "I mean, I've played much more pranks that you ever have."

"Ah yes, but who saved the Philosopher's Stone? Who fought a basilisk? Who can fight off Dementors? Who fought against a dragon? Who – "

"Alright, ALRIGHT!" Draco waved his arm, silencing a smug Harry. "Point taken" He mumbled.

"Oh look at that, we're here." Harry said. Draco gave Harry another one of his favorable kisses, making Harry's knees wobble.

Draco straightened his robes and dusted off any lint. "How do I look?" He asked Harry.

Harry arched an eyebrow. "What?"

"Well… damn Harry, I've got to look my best!" Draco smirked.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Good god Draco. It's like what? Four in the morning? I hardly doubt anyone's in there, and even if they are, you shouldn't care what they think"

Draco looked at Harry with his best 'bored-expression' as Harry lectured him about how Draco was already a 'handsome young man' and 'didn't need to worry about his appearance.'

"OK!" he interrupted Harry. "Alright alright, yes, thank you, I know I'm beautiful. I'll see you tomorrow." And with a final kiss he stepped out of the Cloak and into his Common Room. Harry giggled as he watched Draco walk into his Common Room like if he was the most amazing person in the world, but little did Draco know that his hair was ruffled from their snogging, and to be honest, he looked rather ridiculous.

The next morning, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in their usual seats in the Great Hall. Only a few people knew about his attempt at suicide, and he didn't want to talk to them about it. Ron at first was very persuasive for Harry to say something, but Hermione shut him up and told Harry that he didn't have to talk to them about it, but when he was ready to talk, they were there for him.

Hermione was trying to teach a desperate Ron how to transfigure his goblet into a bird, but all he was managing to do was get his goblet to have wings and squawk loudly.

"Ron!" Hermione said angrily. "This is exactly why I tell you both to study for tests!"

Soon Hermione and Ron were bickering about not having enough time to study, and Harry turned to look for Draco. He found him instantly, and noticed that Draco seemed to have put a lot of work into his hair today. Harry laughed as he thought again of Draco walking around, is hair sticking up and all over the place. He suddenly frowned, remembering that's what his own hair looked like.

"What are you looking at?" Ron followed Harry's gaze and he too looked at Draco. "Good god, have you seen any other guy that worked that hard on his hair?"

Both Hermione and Ron rolled their eyes as Ron continued. "Well come on! I mean… usually only girls try to get it that perfect. You reckon he's gay or something?"

Harry choked on his pumpkin juice and blushed as Hermione sighed dreamily. Ron looked at Hermione in horror – god knows what was going through her bushy little head.

"Well" she waved her hand, brushing away her dirty little thought. "Do you have something against Malfoy being gay? That is if he is" she added hastily.

"Oh come on, I don't have anything against gay people. I've just noticed that Malfoy's got a bit of… girlish qualities." Ron shrugged.

"Girlish qualities?" Hermione growled, eyes flaming, but Ron didn't seem to notice this as he went on.

"Well, his hair for one. And the way he walks, oh wow that's just priceless. And his eyes, I mean… you'd think he wears mascara or something!" Ron said, counting off his fingers with each point. "Wonder if he's got a boyfriend or something" He said, almost disgusted by the thought.

Harry arched an eyebrow. "What if he does?"

"Well, I don't really care about gay's going out. I mean, two girls, that's pretty hot" he whispered to Harry. "But still," he carried on so Hermione was back in the conversation. "Someone going out with Malfoy? That's just icky."

Harry dropped his fork and gave Ron a cold look. Hermione looked at Ron, then Harry, then Draco. She suddenly gasped, her hand over her mouth and she looked at Harry. Harry quickly looked at Hermione, shaking his head and mouthing for her to shut up.

Hermione jumped out of her chair and pulled on Harry's arm. "Harry! Oh my god, we have to talk!"

Hermione pulled Harry out of his chair and out of the Great Hall, leaving Ron to stare after them, but quickly going back to eating his breakfast.

"Hermione, what - ?" Harry asked, a little embarrassed by Hermione's sudden actions.

"Not here Harry!" She… squealed?

Hermione pulled Harry up to the Gryffindor tower and pushed him in. She sad him down on a couch and started excitedly at him.

"Um.. Hermione?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Harry," she said enthusiastically. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Harry felt himself blushing and he nervously shook his head.

"Oh Harry I can see right through you!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Come on Harry, I know you want to tell me."

Harry, who was staring at his feet like they were the most fascinating things in the world, looked up at Hermione unable to suppress a grin.

"Ok ok… um… well I… I-I'm gay!" he whispered excitedly.

Hermione squealed and hugged Harry. "Oh I knew it!" she said.

Harry looked at her dumbstruck. "What?"

"Oh come ON Harry! You're probably gayer than Seamus!" Hermione clamped her mouth as she told some on her gossip.

Harry leaned in as he and Hermione started sharing gossip. "Seamus is gay?" He whispered.

Hermione tried to keep a serious face, but just couldn't. "Ok, I'm not supposed to say" she said cautiously. "But he and Dean have been dating for about a month. It's not official, so that's why they haven't said anything, but don't you go telling anyone!"

Harry squealed, actually happy being able to talk to Hermione like this. It was kind of… fun really.

Hermione suddenly looked at Harry, here eyes wide with excitement. "So…" she said, dropping her voice to a dead whisper that Harry had to lean in. "Are you and Draco… do you guys have a… relationship of some sort?"

"Hermione!" Harry pulled back, blushing furiously but couldn't keep away a smile. "Honestly, where do you come up with this stuff?"

Hermione rolled her eyes again. "Oh Harry, I've known you for years. I can read you like a book!"

"You already read too many books" he mumbled and she hit him jokingly on the shoulder.

"So is there something going on with you and Draco?" she whispered.

Harry nodded his head and Hermioned squealed again. Harry had to shush her because some seventh years were starting to stare.

"Ok but listen, don't tell Ron about this yet alright?" Harry asked her.

"Oh yea, I know. But you should at least tell him you're gay. You know… let it sink in."

Harry nodded again, and smiled.

"Come on, class starts in ten minutes and I don't want to be late!" Hermione pulled him off the couch and out of the Common room.

Why was everyone pulling on Harry now?

Hermione and Harry met up with Ron, who seemed to have forgotten already that they had left in such a rush.

"Hermione!" He yelled when he saw them. "Oh thank god! I think I got it!"

He pulled out a goblet and successfully transfigured it into a bird. However, the bird flew up over them and pooped all over Ron's head. The Great Hall burst into laughter, and no one made an attempt to perform a cleaning spell to help Ron.

A/N: alright yes, ended rather quick. I thought this chapter was pretty funny, I kind of wanted to bring some humor into the story. Did you like? Was it good? I WANNA GIVE A SPECIAL THANKS TO KirjavaTwilight! They've been helping me out with this story, AND PEOPLE! CHECK OUT Over the Moon and Under the Stars! AMAZING STORIES! I'm serious!

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