"You really cant expect me to believe this...And you want to know why? I can't bloody give you an answer I don't have Malfoy!"

He stepped backwards.

"What did you think I was going to feel? Before you kissed me I didn't know I was gay. I got my first kiss from you, whom I thought was my mortal enemy. And you told me all these things, Draco..." He began to get quiet and stepped closer to the blonde.

"...All these things that I...that I thought I was going to hear from my first love...you took all those things away from me..." They stared into each others eyes.

'Just get on with it, just spit on me already' Draco thought fiercely.

"You ask me why...you say you want to know why I kiss you back...I don't know,I don't know. I don't know why I wake up in the middle of the night," Harry took another step closer towards Malfoy.

" panting and scared straight from a dream about you." Harry was unconcsciously raising his voice.

"I dont know why I stare at you in Potions class and in the Great Hall and in the damn corridors and even in friggin quidditch practice. I don't know why I feel those goddamned butterflies whenever you get close or touch me. I don't know Malfoy! I don't know!"

A fuming and frustrated Harry was now only a foot away from a very stunned and hopeful Draco.

His voice got soft.

"I don't choose to be attracted to you, I don't choose to want to kiss you, I don't choose to want to touch you...I don't even choose to like you..."

Draco was in a wierd way enjoying this. Harry's confessions were making him hopeful and he just wanted to kiss the boy already.

Harry stepped back one great step.

"I don't choose to like you, Draco..." he sighed, "but it can't be helped, it's hard not to."

As soon as as Harry finished with that last word, Draco closed the space between them and wrapped an arm around Harry's back.

"That's all I needed to hear Potter." He breathed on Harry's lips.

They met with hunger and confused passion but they held it and rode it uncaring of the consequences. Their bodies crashed against each other's, hungry for more but they steadied themselves and kissed over and over and over, shuddering sighs in between their gaps for air.

"Are you going to tell me?" Hermione asked annoyed.

Hagrid and Ron just looked at her with a flat expression.

"Well ?" she asked impatiently. The not-knowingness was driving her insane!

Ron completetly ignored her,

"So, Hagrid...where's Fang at?"

Ron usually got mauled by Fang each time he came over Hagrids. It was wierd, by this time his blazing red hair would've been soaked and styled with drool.

Hagrid smiled but grew weary.

"He's.." Hagrid looked around..."he's gone.." His pup..where was he? Fang was a bloody coward, he wouldn't have gone into the forest would've he?

Harry was eventually the one to push away. And though he was the one that pushed he was also the one who held cold slytherin hands within his.

He blushed at what he was doing and dropped them as if they were hot coals. He averted his eyes to blue glaring ones.

Why in the world now had Harry stopped their session?! He wasn't even resisting at all!!

"I've got to go." Harry croaked.

Draco caught his arm before he even budged.

"You're not getting away that easy Potter. I'm not done with you."

"But I am, so let go!" Harry tried pulling his arm back, but once more, failed.

~~Deja Vu~~

"I really have to go! Let me go!"

Draco, so sinisterly clever was his mind, he let go and Harry fell to his bum. He quickly dropped onto the floor and hovered over wide-eyed Harry.

"I have to get to Hagrid's, I--

He was cut off by Draco's lips. And what could he do but respond.

"Please, I'm saying please to you; let me go."

Draco smiled over him. "No." And swooped down for another kiss.

"Draco!" Harry exclaimed.

"Oh, I love it when you shout my name." He teased.

Harry blushed furiously. 'Note to self: Never shout Malfoy's name again.'

Harry shoved him off but a little too hard, making himself fall on top of the slytherin.

Fang's Day* [totally random i know :3]

I like meat. And what could be more perfect than my master cooking up some meat for himself. But I knew Hagrid would give me some if I gave him my sad eye look.

When he was half way done he looked down at me and I saw the pity in his eyes.

"Oh, here you lousy mut." He joked. But I didn't care, I got me my meat and I was happy.

When I had finished I left outside and rolled in the grass. It was a nice day, very nice. The sun was in the sky and the wind was just right.

Then I heard snapping and smelled something foul. I dug my nose into the grass and whined at the smell. Suddenly a twig was thrown at me from the Forbidden Forest.

What was I, a dog?

I saw gleaming eyes and whatever was in there slithered nastily. A growl emerged from my throat. And the thing threw a rock at me! I couldn't let this thing do this to me. I took off without a moment's hesitation and entered the forest. After all it was day, I wouldn't do this at night.

I ran and ran after it hardly at its tail but when I was ready to pounce onto it, I heard my name being called. I came to an abrupt halt and saw the thing glide away as if it had no legs.

Great.

So I left running as fast as I could and saw Herm! I wondered if Harry and Ronny were there too!

I ran to her forgetting everything and was just hoping I could sneak up on her to surprise her.

Here I come Herm!

"Well you're a jerk!" Hermione shout.

"'mione not sure if you noticed but Fang's missing" Ron told her sternley.

"Oh alright! I'll look for him outside."

Hermione didn't really want to go, but she had to, even she liked Fang and would be very sad if anything happened to him.

She liked him because he always managed to make Ron look cute. She blushed at the thought as she grew near the Forbidden Forest. She liked seeing Ron flustered. She liked arguing with him although sometimes they did take it too far.

"Fang!" she called out. "Fang!"

She suddenly heard his galloping footsteps and knew he was running towards her. He came to view as he gained speed, he was determined to attack Hermione with one of his pounces.

"Oh, no" Hermione began to run back to the hut as fast as she could but she was no match for Fang. He was on her tail when Hermione saw Ron walking towards them and she ducked aside. Fang was now headed for Ron. And he could not stop himself. Oh well he might as well have his fun. He leaped high into the air and landed on Ron. And sooner than you could say "Dobby's Sock" Ron was being licked all over. By the time Hagrid had heard all the commotion, he found Hermine laughing with tears in her eyes and Fang already styling Ron's Hair.

"Fang! Off him now" he called out.

Fang did as he was told and left to Hagrids' heel. And Ron, Ron sat up supressing himself from yelling at Hermione and Fang. He goggled at Hermione as she just kept on laughing.

"You guys I dont think 'arrys comin', besides it's getting late, you guys should get going."

Hemione's laughter stopped but giggled still everytime she caught a glimpse of Ron.

Ron got up and did not dare touch himself, and walked stiffly over next to Hermione.

"This isn't like Harry, but it is getting late, bye then Hagrid."

She walked over to Fang and pat him on the head. "Bye Fang."

"Sorry about Fang Ron." Hagrid said sympathetically.

Ron gave a grunt as a farewell and left walking next to Hermione. He was still mad at her, so he didn't even bother grunting, much less talk, seeing as if he did drool might slip into his mouth.