Warning: This story could include slash, masturbation, sex, sex talk, and crude humor. Don't read if you don't like. And if you have a problem with it please PLEASE talk to me about it and I will edit the story or take it down. Do not report me to fan fiction. This story is all in good fun and I don't wish to offend anyone. HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT, DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE... however, read if your conscience and inhibitions permit! Enjoy!

A/N: Most of the story is Harry's thoughts, and the italics are parts of books. Also, some of it is in third person and some in first, but it is all Harry's thoughts. Please read and review no matter what you think of the story! Criticism is welcome (not liked—but I won't freak out), but if you criticize at least say why… Enjoy!

Harry closed his eyes and thought of Miss Ginerva Weasley, a common participant in Harry's fantasies. He pictured her in a black, lacy, sexy nightgown. Then he saw her slowly slide it down her shoulders exposing her full, perfect breasts and leaving her only in a thong.

Harry pulled her towards him and pictured her rubbing his nipples and kissing his chest. Harry firmly rubbed his nipples, then pinched them until they were hard. Then he saw Ginny pull off his belt and pants and put her hands down his boxers.

This is where Harry always ran into trouble, but for some reason part of the book he had been reading kept playing over and over in his head.

If you often used techniques are becoming ineffective, perhaps change them around a bit. For example, if you usually fanaticize about women, why not try a man for once? Or vice versa. Remember, this is just experimenting and if you fantasize about a man it does not necessarily mean that you are gay. It simply means you are experimenting and seeing what might be more effective in your fantasy world.

Harry finally allowed himself to succumb to the image that was tugging at the side of his head; after all, he had always wondered what it would be like with a man.

He continued his fantasy: Draco Malfoy sauntered into the room, wearing only a tight shirt and boxers. At this thought Harry found himself hardening even more. Draco walked over him and pulled Ginny off of Harry, and replaced where Ginny's hands had been with his own. He wrapped his hands around his whole length and made small circles around his penis's head.

He then moved his hands up and down Harry's long length, moving more rapidly with each of Harry's groans. He then put Harry's long, hard penis into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. Harry swirled his fingers around his penis. He leaned against the wall for support; his legs were beginning to feel weak. Despite leaning on the wall, his legs gave out and he found himself lying on a remarkably soft, silky chair, which heightened the feelings of pleasure even more.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall.

Use your surroundings as part of your fantasy.

Ooh, Draco's sheets are so soft and silky, he thought, slowly rubbing himself against the chair. As his head hit the wall, he marveled at the beauty of Draco's bed… oh and Draco's perfect ass… Harry grasped his penis a final time, and frantically began moving his hands up and down the long length. Draco's fabulous mouth… his skilled hands, he thought. With one last image of Draco and several more frantic slides up and down his penis, he violently came into his hands. Panting heavily, he imagined Draco giving him one last sloppy kiss, and going to sleep.

This was the best I'd ever had, and it wasn't even real. He marveled at how amazing his fantasies could be… I'd have to try this again soon, he thought. He quickly cast a cleaning spell on himself and pulled his pants and belt back on. He then headed back to the common room for a quick shower and change before heading to breakfast.

"Harry, mate, where've you been?" Ron asked when Harry returned to the tower.

"Oh, erm, just went out for a little walk. I couldn't sleep."

"You should've woken me up, I'd have come with you," Ron replied. "We haven't been out on any nightly banters lately," he joked.

"Yeah… I'm gonna go take a shower; I'll be ready for breakfast in a minute, alright?"

"Erm, I already went to breakfast, but 'Mione is waiting for you in the Common Room. I'll go tell her you're getting ready."

Harry nodded and heading to the showers for a quick rinse-off. He felt so worry free and happy today- for some reason having an orgasm always took off the pressure and weight on his shoulders. It made him much perkier; too, if one looked closely enough, they could see that his nether regions were quite happy as well. Not happy in the sense that he was turned on, but more in the sense that he was very healthy, large, and ready to go! He soon finished showering and threw on a pair of pants, shirt, and his school robe. Damn he felt fine. He whistled as he headed down to meet Hermione.

"Hey Herms, are you ready for breakfast?" Harry joyfully asked.

"Yeah. What took you so long; I was waiting down here for ever!"

"Hmmm, oh, nothing. I was just out on a walk, that's all."

"Harry, you know you shouldn't be out wandering the castle at night! You could get in trouble!" Hermione lectured. "What if someone saw you?"

Harry just laughed to himself, Hermione will be Hermione. "I was fine. Besides, I was under my invisibility cloak."

"Even so, you could have been seen. Your cloak is so small, you might have been sticking out from under it, and you are so big after all."

How does she know what size my penis is, Harry wondered. Then it occurred to him Hermione wasn't talking about his penis, just about him in general. Boy, he was a dirty-mind today.

"Harry, hello?"

"Sorry," Harry joyfully apologized.

Hermione just grinned. Harry was back. He'd been in a bad mood lately- something to do with Sirius she figured. Boy was she glad that was over.

Soon they arrived in the Great Hall and settled themselves down by Ginny, Patti, and Neville. Ginny quickly scooted close to Harry when he sat down next to her and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Ron isn't here today, I can act however I want," Ginny whispered seductively into Harry's ear.

But Harry didn't get quite the same reaction as he usually did whenever she got close to him… odd. But he still gave her a quick kiss on the lips as a greeting anyway. Harry and Ginny were dating, if somewhat secretly. They both figured that Ron knew, but neither of them had talked to him about it yet.

Harry piled the food onto his plate—he was hungry, he hadn't eaten much lately but now that he was in a good mood again, he had his appetite back. In the middle of eating, Harry felt a hand placed on his thigh, "How would you like to get together tonight, babe?" Ginny whispered. "We could do homework and talk…"

"Or I could snog you senseless, that's always an option," Harry joked, knowing very well that was what they would be doing. Ginny nodded and smirked in agreement. "I was out walking last night, and I found this room with sex manuals in it… you really should have a look, it's quite great, actually," Harry confided so Hermione, who was sitting on the other side of him could not hear.

Ginny laughed, "Hmm… maybe we'll find some good pointers…"

"Believe me, you don't need any," Harry said, and was treated with a blush from Ginny. "D'you recon we should tell Ron?"

"About us shagging?" Ginny asked, alarmed.

"NO!" Harry screamed, getting the attention of half of the Griffindor table. "I meant about us dating," he said much more quietly.

"I suppose so… I—I'm sure Hermione figured it out by now."

"You mean, you told her," Harry said, laughing. He knew his girlfriend would tell someone.

"Well… yeah," Ginny said sheepishly.

"It's okay, I knew you would," Harry said, returning to his breakfast. But Ginny scooted even closer to Harry, moving her hand so dangerously close to his crotch that he froze in mid-bite. Ginny, however, was unfazed, and seemed to be pretending she didn't know where her hand was to see how much of a reaction she could get from Harry.

"Gin," Harry said breathlessly. "Not now!"

"What? Hmm, did you say something, Harry?" she asked, continuing moving her hand up higher. She continued until her hand was resting lightly on Harry's penis, and gave a slight squeeze, receiving a shudder from Harry. "Okay, well I guess I'll be off, now. See you guys later," she said, sending Harry a mischievous look. She always did like to tease him.

Fuck, Harry thought. How the hell am I supposed to get out of here now?

"Problem, Potter?"