A/n: Hello again! As usual, I would like to thank all my reviewers, you guys really improve my day. Also, I appreciate you guys sticking with this story; it really makes me want to write more of this pairing. All right then, onto the chapter 3!

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns it; I just mess with the boys a little. I don't own Ms. Congeniality either. It'd be kinda cool if I did though.

'Hmmm'-thoughts

A/n: One more thing! I dedicate this chapter to Lirial's Secret, and The Muffin of Death you guys rock!

"Take it back, Goddamnit!" A gasping Harry said, all the while wrapping his hands around Draco's neck.

Between the gasping and the coughing, Draco managed to choke out a 'no', even though it was barely audible.

While struggling for air, Draco managed to get his legs around Harry's neck, pulling his back to the ground.

"Uh, Malfoy? You know how strange this looks to people passing by?" Harry said timidly, his black fringe covering up his eyes.

Draco flushed and answered back "I didn't think about that…I only wanted to try it 'cause I saw it in a movie once…"

"Oh really? What movie?" Harry replied his interest peaked.

"Hmmm, I don't know, I think it was one of the movies with Sandra Bullock in it…" The blond answered back, slightly embarrassed with the fact that he watched a muggle movie, let alone the starring actress.

Harry giggled slightly. "Oh my God, you watched Ms. Congeniality, didn't you? Ha!" And then he collapsed in an uncontrollable fit of laughter.

"It's not funny!" Argued Draco, the blush returning to his face full force.

With Draco pouting, and Harry uncontrollably giggling, no one noticed that Snape had entered the already crammed room.

"What are you two doing?" He asked, knowing full well what went on in the small room. It was hard not to when all you heard for 30 minutes was choking, gasping, and giggling.

It actually amused him, to some extent.

Draco's pout disappeared and Harry managed to stop giggling, even though a small smile still stayed on his lips.

"Uh…Hello Professor, I can explain everything!" Draco, who managed to find his voice, offered his explanation to Snape.

"I really don't want to know, just get the godforsaken ingredients organized…"Snape held his head, as if a headache had magically formed there in the past 5 seconds.

"Oh by the way, Draco, do stop pouting, it doesn't suit you." Snape said all too bluntly, while he turned and walked away.

"I'm not pouting! I was born with pouty lips! You can even ask my mother!" Draco argued back, trying to protect the pride that was still intact.

Harry smiled, and then said," Um, Draco? Would you mind getting off of me?" Draco just smirked and replied, "Oh, you know you like it!", and then rotated his hips into Harry.

'You know too much, evil blond one. Clean thoughts Harry! Keep the clean ones!'

Even with Harry's little tirade, it was all in vain. He couldn't bite back the moan that emitted from his throat.

Hearing Harry, Draco blushed and said "Um, yea, organizing the ingredients…we should get back to that..." Harry scowled.

'Nice job, you dipshit! I'm a goddamn idiot! Damnit!'

Harry stood, and then continued to beat himself up mentally.

"…Do you?"

"Hm? What was that?"

"I said, I heard that you liked someone in Slytherin, do you?" Draco asked bluntly, a faint pink covering his cheeks.

"W-who told you that?" Harry stuttered, knowing full well that Draco he did, but didn't exactly want to come out and say it.

"I overhear everything weasel says, he is quite loud." Draco replied while examining his nails. "I always thought that you would go for weaselette…she has been attached to your hip lately."

"Oh do I detect jealousy from Draco Malfoy? The apocalypse is coming!" Harry said sarcastically.

"Do shut up Potter." Draco said with a trademark smirk. "Being intelligent doesn't suit you at all."

"Malfoy's jealous! Jealous I tell you! Oh wait till I tell Hermione!" Harry said while dancing around in a circle.

Much like one would do if they were a bit inebriated.

"Harry! Would shut the hell up?!"

Harry paused and then smirked, "Admit that you're jealous and I'll drop it! Other wise it's not going to happen!"

Draco scowled and then yelled. "Fine! I'm jealous, okay? Now you know!" And then he pouted.

"You're pouting again!" Harry said trying to cover up the joy in his voice. But alas, again it was all in vain.

Draco said nothing and continued to 'organize' the ingredients. What it looked like he was doing was that he was trying to hide his face.

"Hey Draco?" Harry said quietly, he was surprised that Draco even heard it.

The blond hesitantly turned from the shelf and looked at the floor.

"What?" He said just as quietly.

Harry grabbed his shoulders and crashed his lips to the blonds. The kiss was short and hesitant, but Harry was content with the little intimacy that he had.

"Yea, that was what I had to say." And then Harry ran out of the room.

Draco, shocked and pleasantly surprised, touched his lips to make sure that it actually happened.

He was finally happy, and after he realized it, he ran after Harry.

As the two ran out the dungeons, Snape watched them and then said pleasantly,

"About Bloody time."

A/n: Well now that that's over…to continue or to not continue…I dunno, you tell me. I'll leave this on in-progress, and tell me if you want me to continue from this chapter. I still have ideas, but it's up to you guys. This chapter is onger than the other ones goddamnit! I'm proud of myself XD. Till next time!

TMW