Unfavourable Fate
Author: Sleet Fizz :D
Beta: knightmare. The most wonderful BETA reader on earth.
Disclaimer: All the characters and settings belong to J.K.Rowling; if they belonged to me then I would have put Harry and Draco together in the first place anyway.
Warnings: It's slash if you haven't worked it out by now. And beside, if you're reading this then you probably like slash. If you don't then just read it for fun.
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: R, varies from chapter to chapter. Even though you're probably not over 18, you can read it at your own pleasure.
Chapter 5 – Ceiling Lit Dinner
Note: This chapter is a bit mushy, lovely, fluffy, and sweet and all which isn't me! I am evil! Next chapter is meant to be the most dramatic! And I have no intension of making their relationship public!
It was Monday again; there was the usual hustle of students finishing off their homework, the girls chatting happily about their weekend experiences, and Harry, who was oblivious to what was in store for him.
At the next Defence Against the Dark Arts class the students from the two houses gathered around Professor Reichen, creating a circle and listening for his instructions.
"Finally, today you'll be learning to cast the hex fialiata. The Ministry has allowed us, in these times of war, to learn to defend ourselves by attacking. You cannot defeat an opponent simply by defending, so therefore you must attack and drive them away. The spell fialiata magically binds the opponent momentarily, and causes a blow of vision, making the opponent see nothing but darkness for a period of 3 seconds," instructed Professor Reichen.
And like usual, the Professor demonstrated how to use the spell, standing in the circle of students with a rigid posture and waved his wand in a fluent motions, pronouncing the spell with elegance.
Immediately a black spark flew from his wand and rammed forward until it hit a wall eighty metres down, receiving looks of amazement from the students.
"Ok, students, please go along with your partner to an area in the room, and remember to spread out because there's plenty of space. Start off easy and work your way up; no need to rush." And with that the students rushed to their partners, talking excitedly at the prospect of finally being allowed to learn and practice a hex.
Once everyone had moved off to their desired destination in the huge room, Harry approached Draco and held his hand, pulling the taller boy to a secluded area where people weren't likely to see them. Harry stopped at the edge of the room, looking around to ensure they weren't near the other students.
"Let's practise then," said Harry excitedly, grinning at his newly found "friend".
"Yes, 'practise', you'll just love to knock me out wouldn't you?" teased Draco with a touch of resentment in his tone.
"Then who will fulfil my deepest sexual fantasies?"
"Shut up, let's start practising then."
Harry noticed there was a hint of laughter in Draco's retort and was about to point that fact out but decided in the end not to. Instead, he walked approximately seven metres away from Draco and turned around, seeing the Slytherin in a prepared stance, smirking somewhat and pointing his wand at Harry. It made Harry happy, feeling fuzziness inside of him, because he was with Draco, someone he had despised for years, but now has turned out to be a companion; someone he could be with.
"Ok, now that we're ready we can start," instructed Draco loudly, but Harry, who strained to hear his voice over the distance between them, just nodded. "On the count of three, I'll cast the hex and you can cast the counter-hex in your mind to bounce it off, all right?"
"Ok, I'll count," Harry said in a child-like voice. He held out his wand with a look of concentration, "one … two … three … go!"
"Expelliamus," Draco cried. A beam shot out of his wand and hit Harry's wand, making it fly off elsewhere, causing Harry to be momentarily surprised. "Now, gigatus." A red beam blasted from Draco's wand. Harry's eyes popped open, following the red beam until it impacted on his chest, pushing him back with surprisingly little force.
Suddenly Harry started laughing uncontrollably, clutching his stomach with his arms and giggling continuously; the other students were completely unaware of Harry and Draco.
"Hahaha.. wha wha what hahaha sp spell did you hahaha cast hahaha?"
"A laughing one of course, you didn't think I would really want to hurt you?" Draco walked to Harry's side and laughed. "Haha, you look pathetic you know?" Draco started tickling Harry further, enjoying the moment of playfulness.
"Hahaha, stop, haha, I can't breathe hahaha!" Harry was on the floor now, his hands still wrapped around himself, chuckling and giggling helplessly. He struggled, trying to get Draco to stop tickling him and cast the counter curse. Draco sat on Harry's groin, his legs on both sides of the writhing boy, and continued to tickle the Gryffindor, amused with the scene.
Thinking that it was enough, Draco stopped tickling Harry and stood up, casting the counter curse and smiling.
"Idiot! Someone could have seen us!" chided Harry angrily.
"It was fun, though, wasn't it?" Draco had a broad grin on his face.
"But … some could say you were growing fond of me."
"No, Potter!" said Draco with malice, "I will not fall in love with YOU, of all people. There are plenty of male wizards out there who I could be with. It's just that I'm with you for now 'cause I'm still in this stupid school."
Draco stood up and turned around, facing the Professor, thoroughly confused.
No, I was not acting "fond" of Harry. Stupid Gryffindor.
Blaise saw Draco sit down, so he followed him to see what the problem was, if there was a problem that is.
"Hey Draco, about time you came back. I missed you."
"Missed me? We've been apart for how long again?" exclaimed Draco.
"You are a clueless man. You wouldn't know love if it hit you smack bang on the face. I was thinking maybe we could make love until the sun came up like we used to." Blaise smiled, showing his perfectly aligned white teeth.
"No more sex, I'm taken."
"You have a boyfriend?"
"Not so much a boyfriend, rather a sex partner. I find sex with you good, but I feel like fucking someone else for a change."
"I presume you're not going to tell me who it is because you would have said it earlier." Disappointment swept through Blaise. "Fair enough."
"Did you know that the Professor's gay? You know, Reichen, the hottest man I've seen. But I don't do older men."
Older men, Reichen isn't that old, only 5 years his senior.
Before the conversation was finished class ended abruptly; the students were disappointed that they couldn't continue to practise the new magical hex they learnt. The Professor called for attention before dismissal to assign their homework.
"Your homework is to research with your partner five different curses and their effects, characteristics, and properties. This is due next lesson, and I expect it to be twice as good since there are two students completing it. Have a nice day."
Draco searched the room for Harry and spotted him. Harry was standing next Ron and Hermione, who walked off waving at Harry. Draco left Blaise to go off to wherever he was going, and he went to Harry instead.
"Hey!" greeted Draco, happily.
"Hey," responded a less cheerful voice. Harry didn't look depressed, just less enthusiastic about stuff.
"Are you all right there?" asked Draco.
"Of course. Is there something you want?"
"Besides from wanting you," smiled Draco seductively, "we have homework. Do you want to go to library now and research the five hexes before dinner? We don't have any classes."
"Sure. Let's go," said Harry cheerfully; the prospect of spending more time with Draco lightened his spirits up further. The two walked side by side through the empty corridors and onto the pathway leading to the library.
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The library wasn't as busy as the usual days when students would pack in there and complete homework; there were some whispers but it didn't get louder than that. Madam Pince was at her desk reading her own book while the sun was just starting to set, casting an orange gleam on the sky and land. Draco and Harry walked together, the Slytherin boy sub-consciously held Harry's hand, pulling him along to the right of the library. Harry stumbled forward, following Draco, but blushing furiously from the feel of their joined hands, feeling special that Draco was acting different towards him, like a lover. The two reached the curses and hexes reference area; Draco looked around still holding Harry's hand. The Gryffindor noticed and squeezed it with a little pressure to make Draco notice what he was doing.
Draco looked at Harry, confused, seeing a smile on his angelic face. He turned his gaze to where their hands were joined; causing some embarrassment and making him blush.
"No," said Draco blankly, releasing his grip on Harry's soft hand. Harry felt disappointed somewhat, and angry at the stubbornness of Draco, but smiled at him.
"You'll change your mind soon," Harry said slyly.
"Well no, I won't. I got you, now get started."
The boys started reading various books, opening thick and thin ones while tracing their fingers across the text to look for important information, all the while writing down the necessary notes.
Draco opened a big book called "Curse, Hexes and Jinxes". He read carefully, full concentrating on his work and writing down main ideas. Harry, who sat beside him, just stared at Draco, looking at the intricate face, the dominating jawbone, the blond and silky hair, the pinkish lips and fine, fair skin.
Draco looked up after feeling the gaze. "What are you staring at?"
"Your beautiful face," said Harry, dreamily.
"I hate sappy things! And I can't believe you said that. Just shut up and do the work." The voice was loud and firm, but not to the extent that made Harry feel hurt.
"Fine." Harry opened another book and continued to write notes in it. The two proceeded to work in silence.
There were only a few books on curses that the students were allowed to use, the others were in the restricted section, but the notes they gathered were adequate enough, filling up the required parchment length that Professor Reichen wanted. Draco looked at the parchment full of information, which was written with intricate calligraphy he had learned from his mother.
"All right, I got enough notes, let's start writing the report," suggested Draco.
"Yeah, all right," replied Harry. He unrolled a long parchment and began elaborating the notes, explaining each spell's properties and characteristics. Draco wasn't satisfied with Harry's notes so he began dictating his version of how the essay should be for Harry to copy down.
By the time they finished Harry just realised that dinner was over. He looked around the library but only him, Draco and Madam Pince were present.
"Oh, dinner's over now, guess we've been studying hard."
"Yeah, I'm hungry. What am I going to eat?" asked Draco.
"We'll have to go to the kitchen and ask the house elves to pack us something nice for dinner. Maybe we could eat near the lake," suggested Harry.
"Dinner near the lake? I'll pass, sounds too … romantic. I think eating at the Great Hall will be fine." Draco stood up, stretching his arms and legs while stifling a yawn.
The two boys finished packing their equipment up and moved out of the library and headed towards the kitchen.
Harry and Draco walked side by side down the corridor, passing a few students who gave them looks on the way, and reached the kitchen. Suddenly a house elf popped out of the air.
"What would Master Harry would want now sir?" asked Dobby obediently, bowing his head down to Harry.
"Dobby! It's you, the stupid house elf?" Draco yelled. He had all too well remembered the lousy house elf his family had owned, the elf that did everything he was assigned but made a fuss about it, whining whenever possible.
"Huh, Oh Merlin nos, it is evil Mister Malfoy's Son! You have to save me from this wretched creature, Mister Potter," The elf begged, running behind Harry to hide from Draco. "Save me Harry, tis the evil yellow hair man. He was bad to me in his house when Dobby so graciously looked after and worked for them." Harry laughed, looking at a confused Draco.
"Haha, it's ok Dobby. I think Mister Draco is a better pers…"
"I am NOT! I'm the same person as always! Just because I'm fucking you does not mean I'm a goody goody like you," interrupted the blond, folding his arms tightly and frowning at Harry, causing Dobby to become more fearful of his previous master.
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," said Harry, mockingly at Draco, "I believe Mister Malfoy is kinder and has been working very hard with me, very hard. And could you please pack us dinner, Dobby, because we seem to have lost track of time?"
"Yes, Master Potter, anything for you, Sir." And Dobby vanished in the air, presumably going to the kitchen to pack a basket full of food. A moment later the house elf appeared before Harry and Draco once more, walking up and handing them a picnic basket containing a tablecloth, plates, knives, forks and utensils. "I hope you enjoy dinner, Sir."
"We will, thank you, Dobby," said Harry gratefully, taking hold of the basket. He walked to the Great Hall with Draco, who reluctantly followed only because he was hungry and wanted something to eat. It was past curfew time, leaving the passageways and corridors empty for the two to roam around freely as they wished, but Draco was also prefect, so it didn't matter if they got into trouble or not.
Harry led the two, he headed to the Gryffindor table, sitting down on his usual spot and gestured Draco to sit down.
"Do you want to eat here, in the dark?" asked Draco, as though he had a better suggestion.
"What? Do you like eating here? And if you look up it's not too dark, the enchanted ceiling is generating some light."
"Fine, all right, geeze, we'll eat here." Draco sat close beside Harry, their legs were touching, and the warmth was inviting, so neither of the two moved away. There was an eerie silence, they were used to other students talking and joking around. Now it was different, now Harry was ecstatic to have this "romantic" dinner with Draco. He opened the basket and grabbed the plates, placing them on table, each in front of Draco and him, and started piling the food that was in the basket onto the plates. All the while Draco was gazing at him as he was setting up the dinner, his head close to Harry's. He suddenly lost his appetite, being in the mood for something else.
"I suddenly don't feel hungry anymore, Harry," whispered Draco, placing his left hand on Harry's leg, feeling the firm warm flesh of his thigh while slowing rubbing it, making Harry stop the process of setting up their dinner.
"No, not until we eat."
"Fine, if we must." Draco knew when was it was or wasn't the right time to seduce Harry, and right now it wasn't, he needed to wait until after dinner before he could do anything sexual. He looked at the prepared dinner, impressed by Harry's skills, and began eating, chewing the morsel of food slowly. Harry began eating too, scooping spaghetti on to his spoon and brought it to his mouth, eating it.
"Say something, this is boring," moaned Harry.
"Like what? There's nothing to talk about unless we …"
"Maybe if you let me spoon-feed you I'll let you do anything to me," suggested Harry slyly, murmuring the last words so that Draco could barely hear them. Then he looked over to his right and smiled, seeing a confused expression on Draco's face.
"Fine, I'll do anything thing for sex with you."
Harry's grin broadened as he scooped up a spoonful of spaghetti and hovered it near Draco's mouth. "Open up!" Draco rolled his eyes from this ridiculous activity and reluctantly opened his mouth, poking his tongue out so that Harry could place the spoon in. He closed his mouth and Harry took the spoon out, laughing uncontrollably at Draco from what he had just wanted to do.
After chewing, Draco frowned, but was happy to be finally able to get some sex. "Potter, you promised and since I've eaten it, I get to have you."
"What are you talking about? What promise?" said Harry sarcastically, looking to his left then to his right as though he didn't know what Draco was talking about.
"Stop with the charade!" yelled Draco in a firm tone, "you said I could do anything, and right now I feel like having my body on top of yours, naked."
"No, Draco, you can not have me."
"That's ENOUGH!" Draco shouted the 'enough' loudly; it could have caused people to become fearful, but not Harry who just smiled, looking as normal as ever.
"Temper, temper Draco. You have to learn that you can't have everything thing in life. Maybe another spoonful of food and I'll really let you do ANYTHING with me," said Harry.
"Fine, Potter, but may Merlin help you if you act so blankly again."
Harry laughed, taking another spoonful of food and left it dangling at the entrance of Draco's mouth. The Slytherin groaned, unimpressed, but ended up opening his mouth, staring Harry directly in the eye. But just as Harry was on the verge of putting the spoon's head into Draco's mouth, Draco grabbed his arm, holding it tightly, almost causing some pain.
"I got you now, Potter." Draco took the spoon from Harry's possession with his other hand, throwing it on the table carelessly and turned his attention back to his prey, feeling the urge to skip foreplay and get into it right away.
"Let me go!" Harry struggled. He tried free his hand by pulling, though his efforts were futile because Draco was stronger, and now Draco held both his wrists, immobilising him from further movement as he leaned his head in for a kiss. Harry tilted his head to receive Draco, opening his mouth to invite the other boy in. The kiss started off slow with Draco licking and feeling Harry's tongue and mouth slowly, but thoroughly, but soon the kiss intensified. Draco applied more pressure, kissing desperately until he broke free to get some air, looking at Harry's dazed expression. Draco released Harry's wrist and slid his arms around the boy's waist. He lifted Harry up and gently put him down, placing Harry on the table so that he was still sitting, having his hands on Harry's side.
Draco resumed kissing Harry, his hands starting to undo the uniform Harry still had on. Once the shirt was unbuttoned, Draco allowed his hands to roam on Harry's muscled chest, feeling the silky smooth skin, trailing his fingers to the nipples and squeezed them, receiving a moan from Harry.
Harry lay down so that his back was on the table. Draco continued to play, taking off his shirt and moving on top of Harry, their chests sliding together, flesh on flesh, wringing a moan from both. He continued kissing Harry, licking his lips and jaw line, trailing kisses down to dusky nipples and swirling his tongue around, sucking them. Draco kneeled, his legs encaging Harry's, as he began undoing his pants, slipping them off before kissing Harry again.
Draco leaned his head to the side of Harry's, licking his ear and whispering, "You're a great fuck, Harry." The Gryffindor was not too impressed with that comment. Sure he was a great fuck, but he wanted more out of Draco; he wanted a relationship but didn't know how to bring it up.
"Stop Draco. Let's not do it tonight. I don't feel like it."
"WHAT!" exclaimed Draco angrily. "Not in the mood?"
"Yeah, don't feel like it. Maybe tomorrow, I promise," said Harry, sighing.
"All right Potter, you promised and I swear I will get myself inside of that tight hole of yours," said Draco.
Draco lay down beside Harry, the two looking up at the enchanted ceiling, which displayed galaxies and stars of the universe.
"Doesn't it look pretty?" asked Harry.
"You look prettier," said Draco. Harry blushed, but Draco couldn't see it in the dark.
"Let's get back to our dorms before Filch finds us out here." And the two fixed their clothing and packed up the dinner set, returning to their dorms all ready for sleep after a day's adventure.
Author's Note: This is just another sex scene, read it if you wish but it is crap and unrealistic. I have not bothered to rewrite this part but read it if you like erotica… (If it can be classified as erotica)
The weekends arrived, it was a sunny and bright day, not a breeze or cloud in sight. Quidditch season was about to begin, and the various houses started selecting their team members to compete.
Harry was now assigned Gryffindor team captain. There was no one else suitable for the position anyway.
The tryouts were being held today and the whole house was curious to see who got the new positions.
Everyone who wanted to try out gathered onto the quidditch pitch eagerly awaiting Harry's instructions.
"Ok, everyone listen up. Could you form groups with the people who are trying out in the same position as you are. Beaters over there, Keepers there, Chasers next to them, Seekers here." Harry pointed to certain areas on the field with every group. Apparently no one tried out for seeker so Harry remained the seeker as default.
Ron promised to help Harry with the tryouts, so he took half the group and started running speed, agility, skill, and defence tests. He mounted his broom and shot off, yelling, "Follow up everyone!"
The hopefuls mounted the brooms and hovered near Ron.
"All right, first of all I want everyone to race and test the speed. Then we will be doing sharp turns and dives. And finally, Beaters will have to test their smashing and direction skills and Chasers will start passing balls."
And the students lined up horizontally to Ron. Ron held his hand up and blew the whistle, bringing his arm down, indicating the race began. The students rushed forward to the other end of the field and back. A few seconds later they finished and passed Ron.
Harry's group was similar with the tryout practises. He ran skill, defence, and speed tests to see who the more capable players were. It was a hot day and the sun was burning everyone. Everyone was sweating, and by the end everyone was tired.
Harry decided to choose his team on the spot from the judgement rather that tell them later. He listed the people for certain positions and the substitutes.
"All right everyone, time to head back. Get a shower and you're left to do whatever you want," instructed Harry. The new hopefuls of Gryffindor walked off the pitch and into the Gryffindor locker room. Ron came up from behind Harry.
"Hey, Harry I really have to go, promised Hermione. Sorry." Ron waved goodbye and rushed on ahead, leaving Harry to pack the equipment. He walked to the equipment and bent down to pick up the balls. He had to magically conjure them back.
"No one to help the famous Potter pack up?"
Harry placed the final ball into the case and locked the latch. He heard a voice and turned around to see Draco.
There was no one else on the pitch so the boys decided to have some fun.
"It's so hot today," Harry said, taking off his shirt and throwing it on the ground. He smirked when Draco stared at his bare chest. A chest that was slightly tanned, and definitely toned and muscled; his sweat glistened in the sun from the training. He smiled at the Slytherin, who walked towards him.
"Harry…" Draco smiled and he stood before Harry and placed his hand on his chest. His lips moved forward to kiss Harry, but the boy had other things in mind. Harry moved away, resulting in Draco missing with his kiss.
"If you want a kiss," Harry teased, and he stepped backwards, "then you'll have to catch me first." He laughed and grabbed a random practice broom used in the tryouts. Of course, all the brooms used in the tryouts were as good as the others to ensure a fair trial. The Gryffindor's broom hovered above the ground near Draco before zooming off.
"Hey this isn't fair," said Draco as he ran to grab and mount his broom, "if I catch you I can do what I want with you."
And the chase began with Draco and Harry laughing. Harry was well in front of the blond. He occasionally looked behind him to see how close they were. Draco tried to force Harry onto the edge of the enchanted force field preventing people from flying out. When Harry had reached the edge he turned right, Malfoy cut in, and made up space between them. They were now within two metres. Harry's broom dropped into a nosedive. It was dangerous of Draco to follow, but he still did. Nearing the ground, Harry pulled his broom up from the nosedive and stopped. At seeing this, Draco try to curve his nosedive up like Harry, did but he didn't have much luck. Instead his broom spun out of control and he fell, heading straight for Harry.
The Gryffindor flew up and caught the Slytherin in time before he fell to the ground. Draco straightened himself and sat behind Harry on his broom.
Now the game of seduction began. The blond boy pressed his body to meet with the one in front. Draco placed his arms on Harry's hips, opened his legs wider and pushed his cock against Harry's ass checks.
"Stop it. I'm riding a broom," shouted Harry while laughing.
"Then ride the broom, I'm not stopping you." The boy planted kisses on the Gryffindor's neck and ear, his hands now undoing the other boy's pants, "I'll jerk you off right here and now."
"The fuck, no you can't. It's dangerous. " Harry struggled, trying to get Draco off him. But resistance was futile.
Draco whispered into his ear, "Why bother?" Now he grabbed Harry's cock in his hands and began stroking it to full size. His thumb played with the cock's head, stroking it.
"Don't!" It was a mix between a squeal and a yell. But Draco didn't want to listen so instead he began pumping the hardened flesh, moving his hand up and down, slowly at first then faster. His hand moved from the bottom to the top of Harry's member, squeezing it tightly.
"Having fun?" his hand moved faster and faster and Harry finally ejaculated, spilling sperm all over Draco's hand.
You wanted to play a little game of catch me if you can, huh?
Draco rubbed the sperm filled hand onto Harry's chest, and then he pinched his nipples, making circles around them.
"Are you sick, why did you wipe the sperm onto me?"
"Hahaha, I wanted to have some fun. Come on, the sun's burning me and I'm sweating like mad. Let's wash up."
It was a really hot day and Harry did have to wash up so he thought, what hell, why not?
"Ok, let's go." The broom was lowered and both boys dismounted, "help me with this first."
Draco helped Harry carry the broom and equipment back into the shed and raced back into the locker room.
The taller boy won.
Harry and Draco walked to the public showers. They began to strip and stood underneath the shower. Draco turned the knob, causing warm water to cascade over both of them. Draco stood behind Harry, again pressing and rubbing their bodies together. Harry turned around and kissed him. Their kissed, when one of them gasped for air. Draco lifted Harry off the ground, his hands clutching Harry's ass. Harry's legs where now wrapped tightly around the blond's waist, the blond's hands were supporting him up, their groins mashing together. Draco fucked Harry against the wall his cock rubbing against Harry's.
"Oh, this feels good." Draco pushed harder and harder and faster until they both ejaculated, Draco arching his groin in towards Harry, their sperm washing down the drain.
The two boys turned off the water momentarily. Harry got the soap and lathered it onto his body. He smiled at Draco and also started to rub soap on him. Draco groaned and started stroking Harry's skin, brushing their chests together, and embracing his lover.
"Ahh, you feel good, Harry." Harry turned on the tap once again and rinsed the soap off.
They stepped out of the showers and each grabbed a towel. Harry was trying to dry himself but Draco kept on feeling him and pressing their bodies together. Finally the two boys got dried and put some clean clothes on. They walked out of the communal showers and back to the castle.
"So, where are you off to now?" asked Harry.
"If you're suggesting that I have lunch with you, then I think I'll pass. We had dinner last time and see what we got out of it, absolutely no sex." Draco began to laugh and walked away from Harry back to his dorm. Harry didn't feel like eating, so for the rest of the day, he did his homework and assignments or some reading to past the time.
"Ron, do you think we've been seeing enough of Harry?" Hermione was worried now. She hadn't spent much spare time with Harry since the beginning of the school year.
"I don't think so. I feel sorry for him; ever since we got together, we could go our own way and have our little fun. Maybe we should hang around more," replied Ron. The two were sitting on a huge flat rock with a picturesque view. The vast mountains surrounded Hogwarts. The lake was visible but finally disappearing as it snaked through the valley. The sun began to set and it was magical, well for the two of them anyway. They sat there holding hands, Hermione's head resting on Ron's shoulder.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Author's Note: At this age, studying is my number one priority, fanfiction being my seconds and lately, my clean record has been tainted by laziness and not completing homework because I want to write my story. I need reviews to tell me that people like this story otherwise I'll put it aside and study more. Please don't feel offended or turned off by this note, it's just that I put a lot of time and effort in this fanfic and readers should spend 5 minutes or less to review. Please review! D
Chapter 5 replies – Again, due to the frenzy of reviews, I can not reply them all because I am very busy. Thanks to everyone who reviewed especially to those who have been reviewing since chapter one/two.
moonlit-shadow0x – Hahaha, yes my stupid grammatical errors. Feel free to criticize, I think of it was constructive. I write sex scenes to explain the story and I am still a virgin. Your review was most funny. (I sound to professional don't I, like a 22 yr old)
Glorious Madness – I think the rush of reviews makes me want to write more, can't disappoint my readers can I? Thanks for reviewing. D
ChloeKitty22 – The grammatical errors are my fault. RAB? Hmm, I have no idea, my young mind can't think that much but maybe it's a new character but I highly doubt that, it would be more dramatic if it was a known character. As for "it's just sex" the title and chapter is necessary for my upcoming ones, you'll understand when you read chapter 7 I think. I love your review by the way. D
Shattered Dream – Arhh, no guessing XD but you're close. You'll find out sooner or later, I was thinking of putting Professor Reichen and Blaise but only ended putting one in (sulks). Thanks for the review and is my story that predictable?
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