Chapter 12:

Oliver stood outside the gates to Hogwarts. The night air was cold. It was January after all. He waited patiently for someone to come down and let him in.

He was jumping up and down in a strange attempt to keep warm. Fortunately he only had to wait a few minutes before he saw someone heading down from the castle. He instantly recognized the young man with his sleek blond hair. He smiled. Finally, he thought.

Draco Malfoy made his way down to the gate. He pulled out his wand and quickly mumbled a spell. The gate flew open, Oliver had to step back to prevent from getting hit. As soon as the gate was open, Malfoy grabbed Oliver's collar and pulled him inside the school grounds. He pushed Oliver up against the gate and passionately kissed him. Oliver returned it eagerly, instantly his body warmed up. Finally they broke apart for air.

"Where," Malfoy panted. "Do you want to do this?" Oliver thought for a moment. He wouldn't risk the castle. There were too many chances for them to get caught. Oliver was eighteen about to seduce a fourteen year old, also known as jailbait. He turned towards the Forbidden Forest. Perfect.

Draco turned around to see what Oliver was staring at. He swung his head back so fast, Oliver heard it crack. He had complete fear in his eyes. "Oh no," he said, but all Oliver could do was smile. "No no no no no no. you know what happened to me the last time I went in there? I was attacked!"

"You ran away." Oliver started walking towards the forest. Draco reluctantly followed. Just like Oliver knew he would. His smile widened. He made sure he stood at the edge of the forest, so as to not totally freak the young boy out. Draco came closer, and Oliver grabbed his lips with his own. Without ever ending the kiss, Oliver pulled off Draco's pants and underwear, then turned him around so he faced the tree. He pushed down his own pants.

Draco gripped the tree as Oliver bucked his hips. He clutched tightly on Draco's hips. The two men were quiet except for the occasional moan. Oliver felt a shiver run up and down his spine. He closed his eyes tight, and instantly he saw Eric's face, his body. He felt the warmth of his mouth. Oliver opened his eyes. The whole point of this rendevous was to forget Eric. He closed his eyes tight again. This time a swirl of random men came into view. Eric, Flint, Ron Weasley, Lee Jordan, Cedric Diggory.

Harry Potter.

Oliver's entire body shook violently as he reached a climax. It was the most powerful orgasm he ever experienced. Soon Draco joined him in relief. Oliver pulled away and fell to the snow covered ground, his pants down at his ankles. He pulled his pants up quickly, planning to make a quick escape. But Draco fell to his knees next to him. He looked at him with a concerned look in his eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asked, the concern from his eyes, matching his tone. Oliver nodded. Though he knew that tears were forming in his eyes.

"I'm fine," he said quietly. "Really." He kissed Draco quickly, then stood up to leave. Draco grabbed his arm. He stood up too. He looked the older man square in the eye.

"I love you." He said.

Oliver knew he meant it. He wouldn't lie about something like that. Draco Malfoy probably never told a soul that he loved them. Oliver didn't even know he ever even heard of the word love. And yet here they stood. With another person telling Oliver they loved him. He just couldn't take it anymore.

He punched him. Draco fell to the ground with a loud yelp. When he looked back up his lip was bleeding and his eyes were watering. Oliver leaned down, so his nose was only an inch away from Draco's. "Now you listen you fucking fairy! You are a pathetic piece of shit, I don't love you. I will never you. You're just an easy fuck!" He spit in Draco's face before running out the gate and down the road towards the train station.

Soon he was standing on the platform panting, the fallen tears were freezing on his face. He let out a small sob.

His self pity was cut short when he heard a small sound behind him. He jerked his head behind him, thinking Draco or someone was there, but he couldn't see anyone. "Hello?" he called out. But no one answered. "Draco?" Silence. "Rose?" Still, silence. He figured it was a squirrel or raccoon. He turned back around towards the train tracks.

Standing in front of him was a small round man with a yellow and scary smile. Oliver jumped three feet in the air. He fell off the platform. The small round man stepped closer. It was then that Oliver noticed the bundle in his hands. A small disfigured arm was peaking out of it.

"Grab him!" said the bundle in a hoarse snake like hiss. The round man raised his free arm, he was holding a wand.

"Crucio!" The pain was excruciating, as if his entire body was being compressed between two brick walls. He felt his muscles twist and pull and his bones crumble into dust. Finally it stopped.

"Hello Wood." the round man said before Oliver's vision went black.

That took forever didn't it? Didn't expect this twist did ya? Well there you go! R&R, and don't forget to vote!

Tell me who you think Oliver should end up with. Its your decision, I'll be taking a poll, the person with the most votes will be the winner and hook up with Oliver at the end. If you don't vote, I'll pick and you might not like it. Here are your choices:

A.) Harry

B.) Eric

C.) Hermione

D.) Draco

E.) Other.

So far the scores are as follows:

A.) Harry-13

B.) Eric-2

C.) Hermione-1

D.) Draco-0

E.) Other-1-Marcus Flint

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