Author's Note: More implied Harry!Multi, but we finally get to the smut you get to see. Enjoy!

"So," the twins began settling on either side of Harry, "should we be insulted?"

"About what?"

"You've worked your way through the pretty students of Hogwarts, and you haven't asked us?"

Harry laughed wickedly. "I haven't asked anyone on the team," he said firmly. "And I haven't slept with all the pretty ones," he opposed.

"Do tell," they invited.

Harry sighed and began listing. "The others on the team, Hermione, Ginny, my dormmates – just to name the lions I thought it best to stay away from, for various reasons. Cho – she seems the clingy type – Luna – she's firmly in the friend category, and I wouldn't be that cruel – not to mention I haven't slept with any Slytherins."

"There are pretty Slytherins?"

"Of course there are," Harry stated rolling his eyes. The twins gestured for him to go ahead. "Daphne, Pansy, Blaise, Theo and Draco, and that's just my year."

"But?"

"Pansy seems as clingy as Cho. And do you really think the other four would lower themselves to sleep with a half-blood?"

"Only one way to find out," they purred wickedly. "But you might want to work your way down from the seventh years, less animosity."

"Noted."

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"How goes it, little brother?" Fred and George asked as Harry plonked down between them.

"All the seventh years," he stated. "Sixth years next, and I'm still debating the fifth."

"Oh?" He nodded. "So who's on your list?"

"Honestly?"

They nodded. "Blaise and Draco."

"But?" they prompted.

"But I'm not sure if Blaise is that way inclined, and what are the chances Draco can put our animosity aside for sex?"

"You have," they pointed out. He inclined his head. "But you think Draco swings that way?"

"He's very dramatic," he deadpanned, making them laugh. "Not to mention, he primps as much as Sirius."

"You want our advice?" he nodded. "Leave Draco 'til last. He might get prissy if you sleep with any of his housemates after him."

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"If I don't come back," Harry declared dramatically, kneeling before the twins, "it was an honour knowing you."

"The honour was ours," they replied in kind.

Harry grinned. "Down to the last on my list."

"Good luck!"

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"Are you serious Potter?"

"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't serious," the brunet retorted smoothly, leaning against the nearest desk.

"Are you that hard up for company?"

"Not really," he replied, sending his eyes heaven-ward. "I may have slept with everyone I'm willing to once, but there are one or two I'd be willing to have a repeat of." He grinned wickedly. "Not to mention, if I wait until Christmas break, there are a couple of fit male twins-" he cut off with a moan as Draco gripped his hair hard. He soon found his lips occupied by the blonde's, submitting easily, parting his lips. Draco took advantage of the opportunity to claim his mouth.

When he pulled back, they were both breathing heavily. "I cast all the necessary spells," Harry panted. "Including the 'Don't kiss and tell' Enchantment."

"You know that spell?" Draco murmured, impressed.

Harry nodded. "A concerned adult thought I'd better."

"Yes, you get gossiped about far too much already," the blonde mused. His lips curved upward. "While I commend your use of the spell, prior to relations, it is not necessary for me." Harry blinked. "I believe such things should remain private."

Harry licked his lips. "That's a serious turn-on," he breathed hotly.

Draco laughed wickedly. With a few practised flicks of his wand, both teens were naked, their clothes folded beside them. "Pretty," Draco purred, the same moment Harry breathed, "Wow."

The blonde chuckled. "Like what you see, pretty lion?"

"Please Draco," he whined needily. "I want you in me." The blonde shuddered, then pulled the brunet into a heated kiss, plundering his willing mouth. He wrapped one of Harry's legs around his waist, and plunged into the brunet in a single thrust.

Harry pulled his mouth from the blonde's crying out. "So full," he panted.

The blonde chuckled wickedly. "Brace yourself Harry," he purred. The brunet blinked, and the blonde smirked before he set a hard, fast pace, plunging deep with every stroke.

Harry moaned. "Yes, yes, Draco, please, Draco!" he chanted as the blonde sent his pleasure soaring higher and higher.

"Cum for me Harry," he ordered as he sank deep. Harry cried out as he came, milking the blonde as he followed a second later.

After a few moments, the blonde slipped from the brunet, causing him to let out a disappointed mewl, and braced himself against the neighbouring desk. "What do you want?" he asked neutrally.

Harry tilted his head to the side curiously. "Was it not obvious…?"

"You deliberately provoked my instincts into bedding you, so again, what do you want?"

Harry's eyes flashed with temper. "I did not sleep with you to knock myself up for blackmail or a marriage!" he retorted hotly. "I'm not that kind of person!" he hissed, fists clenching.

"Then what did you want?"

"Sex!" he declared with a glare.

"Why bother? From the sound of it, you had a bevvy of other options without having to-"

"If you dare say lower myself," Harry growled, "Merlin help me."

Draco smirked, which widened at Harry's glare. "Deign to sleep with your rival," he finished. "So you must have had another reason. Wanted the chance to lord it over the Slytherin Prince that I bedded you? Wanted to prove you could bed anyone, even the most unlikely? Wanted to rub into the faces of our Pure-blood parents that you're so irresistible, we couldn't resist your half-blood charms?"

"As if!" he retorted hotly. "I'm not the kind to brag. And if I'm not the type to blackmail, I'm certainly not going to spill the beans to 'traditional Pure-blood' parents what their kids have been getting up to with me!"

"You didn't deny the first," he pointed out smugly.

Harry blinked as he thought back, then gaped. "You really think I only slept with you so I could torment you with the knowledge? I was the bloody bottom!" he cried.

"What has that got to do with it?"

"So the fact I was the one to take it is of little consequence?" he asked incredulously. "Oh I get it, it doesn't even matter if you were the aggressor, since I was your partner. You taking it up the arse would be preferable to sleeping with a lowly half-blood like myself." He threw up his hands. "Fine," he said as he picked up his clothes. "Thanks for the screw, Malfoy, I won't bother you about a repeat," he growled stalking to the door.

"I'm not done with you yet," Draco declared, grabbing hold of his arm, and spinning the brunet to face him.

"Yes you are!" he hissed. "Let go of me!"

"Make me," the blonde purred, tugging the brunet closer.

"Seriously, Malfoy, you do not want to make me lose my temper, and my control is hanging on by a thread. Now. Let. Me. Go."

"Make. Me." Harry's eyes flashed, and Draco flew into the nearest wall. "Is that all you've got?" he drawled impassively.

Harry dropped his clothes with a growl, stalking to the blonde and pinning him to the wall with a flex of his magic. "Very intimidating," he retorted sarcastically. Harry grabbed hold of the blonde's hair and kissed him heatedly.

He blinked as the lion pulled back. "What are you going to do to me now Potter?" he drawled with a suggestive arch of his eyebrows.

"Shut up," the brunet growled and kissed him again.

By the time the lion lifted his head, the blonde's arousal was prodding his stomach. He blinked anger and lust-filled eyes at the blonde. "Do you want another round?" he panted. "I may be pissed at you, but I would never-"

"I've already-"

"If you saw 'lowered yourself'," the brunet growled.

"Slept with you once," the blonde continued, "why not compound my sins?"

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Harry's head was tilted back as he panted hard. He blew out a breath and released his death-grip on the blonde's shoulders. Blushing fiercely, he unwrapped his legs from the blonde's hips and slipped back to the floor.

"Going shy on me, Harry?" Draco purred with a smile.

"I can't believe I just did that," he murmured, covering his face in his hands, releasing the blonde as an afterthought.

"While that was enjoyable," Draco drawled, tugging the brunet against him. "I was at least hoping I could provoke you into a confession."

The brunet dropped his hands, gaping. "You did that just to provoke me?" he demanded. The blonde smirked. "You manipulative-" he cut off.

"Slytherin?" he offered.

Harry shook his head, unable to hold back his smile. "You know, you could have just asked me."

"Asked what?"

"What you want to know," he replied deadpan.

"How many of my Housemates have you slept with?" he demanded.

"Asked, or actually had sex with?"

"It's a different number?" The brunet nodded. "Both."

"Asked; six in seventh, five in sixth, two in fifth. Slept with; three total, one per year."

"I would have thought you more irresistible than that," he murmured.

"Just because you do, doesn't mean everyone else does," he pointed out. "Most couldn't get past their 'pure-blood' upbringing, and the other two were girls."

"That is something I suppose."

"If it helps, I can promise not to bed any of your housemates in the future." The blonde gave him a pointed look. "I promise," he vowed.

"That bad?"

"Honestly, no one else was as good as you."

Draco's fingers splayed possessively on Harry's waist. "That does help. And will you promise only to bed me in the future?"

"What's in it for me?" he asked with a grin. The blonde claimed his mouth in a hot, possessive kiss. "There is that," he murmured breathily. "And will you only be bedding me?"

"Of course," he replied immediately. He cupped Harry's cheek. "I'm not so dishonourable as to demand fidelity from you and not provide it myself." He rested his forehead against the brunet's. "I want you, Harry, and have done for quite some time." The brunet froze. "Is that so hard to believe?" he murmured, pulling back enough to look in the lion's wide green eyes.

"Do you want to date me?" he asked softly.

The snake smiled ruefully. "Will you be mine, and mine alone, Harry Potter?" he asked seriously.

Harry licked his lips. "I'd love to," he answered.

He opened his mouth and Draco laid his fingers gently over it. "Don't ruin the moment," he requested. "Unless you definitively did not mean it, let me savour this moment." Harry kissed his fingers. "Thank you," he murmured, uncovering the brunet's mouth.