Hi, again! Hope you all enjoyed the prologue. Seeing as I haven't updated in a while, I'm posting this chapter, as well...I really am sorry about that. Stress and my evil bitch mother make it difficult for me to write humor. Plus, I got into a fight on my birthday and such...So, please enjoy this and I hope that further updates are not so spaced. Also, apologies in advance for the extremely short chapter; I need it as a filler.

Summary: Draco's parents want him to bring his girlfriend home for the Winter Holidays. One problem: his "girlfriend" is one Harry Potter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter–it owns me...This takes place in seventh year. Some parts of the books are ignored completely (i.e.: Dumbly's and Snuffles' deaths), while others are right there where they belong (i.e.: ferret and the Half Blood Prince being Snape).Obviously, Hogwarts is still in operation for Harry's seventh year.

Warnings: Completely OOC at points, some language, slashy fun (don't like, don't read!), insanity, bad music, bunnies, and chapter titles that may or may not make sense. I'll add more when I think of them, and not all of the aforementioned are present in this chapter. I also must warn you that flames are for roasting weenies. If you don't have a weenie, I shall roast that of your boyfriend/ fiancee/ husband. If you haven't got one of those, I'll roast the weenie of your closest male friend...if they have one. If not, I shall find a weenie that is near and dear to you, and it shall be roasted! Constructive criticism is appreciated, just don't outright flame me. There is a difference! Thank you.

Chapter 1

"Midnight Conversations"

"Drake?"

"Yup."

"Still up?"

"Would I have answered you the first time if I wasn't?" Harry laughed at his boyfriend's wry comment.

"No, guess not. Hey–what's your favorite part about being on a swing?"

"First, where the bloody hell did that pointless question come from? Second, what in the names of Merlin and Salazar is a 'swing'?" Harry sat bolt upright at this question posed by his boyfriend.

"You've never been on a swing?" Harry's slightly maniacal tone was beginning to scare the blonde.

"Um...no. Why would I have asked what it was if I had been on one before?"

The next thing Draco knew, he was being dragged away to the Room of Requirement.

Hope you enjoyed! Please review! This chapter is dedicated to Mindy, who called me at 6:50 this morning on the way to the plane. Luv ya, konechan (Japanese for 'lil sis, for those of you who don't know)!