Draco was annoyed, oh so very annoyed. Yes, he was glad about making Potter jealous, but this new red-headed companion was very clingy. Draco found himself more jumpy and paranoid, for wherever he went, Weasley was sure to pop out from absolutely no where. It wasn't just Weasley's new annoying habit of sneaking up on Draco and causing him to drop his books, repeatedly. No, it was Ron's need to feel like a couple, publicly none the less. He was constantly trying to hold hands, sit on Draco's lap, hand feed him strawberries, and the only thing he wanted was private was random snog sessions in deserted corridors. But Draco would have none of this. He wanted Potter, not the Weasel; he'd have to break up with Ron soon.

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Harry was annoyed, oh so very annoyed. Sure, he was happy for Ron, for having a new, shudder, boyfriend. He did miss his friend though. Ron was always running off to find Draco and constantly left Harry alone with Hermione. Normally, Harry wouldn't mind spending time with Hermione, though lately she seemed outraged at the fact that Ron had picked Draco over herself and went ranting off about it for hours at a time. Why didn't Harry tell her to shut the fuck up and run off to his boy toy Seamus you ask? Because Seamus was oddly distant lately. There were hours throughout the entire day where Harry couldn't find his Irish gay- wad. This did trouble him. He was also troubled by the fact that he would frequently run into Draco and Ron all over the place, it was like they planned to catch Harry off guard.

Harry had to admit he was finding these study sessions with Hermione boring. At this present one, he had long since stopped paying attention to Hermione's ranting and started daydreaming…

FLASH- Pale hands running down Harry's heated torso-FLASH- lips gently caressing his own passionately- FLASH- hot kisses being planted down Harry's neck to his collar bone and up again.

"Wow. Kinky." Muttered Harry to no one in particular, but unfortunately Hermione had heard him.

"What did you say, Harry?"

Harry cleared his throat. "Oh, um, I said…I got my hand…inky. I'm going to go wash it off…be back later."

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"Pleeeeaaassseeee Drakey, no ones looking. I just want a kiss goodbye before class…" pleaded Ron, looking disdainfully at his, Drakey-Poo.

"Sh! Rick, I don't want anyone to see us, it's a secret relationship remember?" said Draco in an annoyed tone, putting his hand over Ron's mouth when Ron opened it to protest.

Ron easily swatted his hand away. "No one will see. Look, I er…uhm…'borrowed' Harry's Marauder's Map. You can see if anyone is coming, and look no one is…well except Harry…darn."

Draco's ears perked up. "Harry's coming? Now?" he grabbed the map and saw that indeed, Harry was conveniently alone and about to round the corner. Draco stuffed the map out of site and shoved Ron against the wall, in plain view of anyone who would be coming down the corridor…the filthy hypocrite.

Ron looked startled. "Whoa, feisty one, aren't you?"

"Shut up." Draco then crashed his lips down on Ron's, fiercely making out with the boy. Ron's eyes, he noticed, were closed. He glanced towards the end of the corridor just in time to see Harry round it. Draco couldn't help it; he started laughing…which is really difficult for one to do during a make out session. Well, it was more of a snort, but needless to say this startled Ron enough to make him break away.

"What the hell was that? Oh! Harry, I didn't realize you were here." Ron looked very pleased, though he was the only one who did. Both Draco and Harry looked equally sick.

"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to intrude…I'm just on my way to the bathroom. Um, see you in class I guess." said Harry, looking embarrassed.

"That's alright, Uh, Ross, I'll be right back…I'm going to use the bathroom too. There's no need to come!" he added hastily, for Ron showed signs of following. "Why don't you just go and save me a seat okay?"

"But, we don't sit together…and you're not in my next class anyway. And Draco, my name's Ron."

"Oh, right. I know. Well, see you around." Draco hurried down the corridor, holding his stomach, a grimace planted on his face. Harry walked behind him, not very keen for conversation with the blond.

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When Harry opened the bathroom door, he figured Draco was already in a stall already, though he was surprised to hear retching from the other side of the door.

"Uh, Malfoy…are you alright?"

Silence…then a cough. "Yes, I'm quite alright, Potter. Thank you for your concern."

"Wow. That's amazing."

"What's so bloody amazing, Potter?"

"I can even hear you sneer when you talk."

Malfoy fought not to laugh, but gave in, his stomach couldn't exactly take pressure at the moment.

"Wow. You're laughing. I didn't think that was possible."

"What, am I not allowed to laugh or something?"

"No, that's fine. I just thought you were generally a bitter person."

"I am."

"Right. Well, my theory proves true. So anyway, why are you throwing up in there?"

"Because, Pot-head, your best buddy there is repulsive."

Shit. That was a reaaaalllllyyyy smart move.

…..A dramatic pause…..

"Malfoy? Are you aware that you are indeed, dating Ron? You were, after all, just making out with him in the hallway."

WAIT FOR IT FOLKS! ANOTHER STROKE OF BRILLIANCE!

"I did? Wait, what? Hold on…I'm…I'm disoriented, where am I?" Draco opened the stall and walked out, spotting Harry. "Oh, I might just faint. I do hope some one catches me."

And so then Draco "fainted", and Harry "caught" him. Actually it was more like Draco fell on top of Harry. And again, they were in a very strange predicament. Oh, big words. Watch out. And this is when Seamus "walked in"…"alone". That statement would have been true if Seamus hadn't ran in, holding hands with Dean. Oh, snap.

A/N: Yes, I do apologize for the shitty quality of this chapter. I promise things will indeed get better in the next chapter, I just tried to make this funny…but its three in the morning and I feel my brain losing cells. Well, I hope you guys liked it anyway…if anyone has ideas for my story, I'm willing to hear them out, I can't guarantee that I'll use them, but I feel the need for a more complex plot line. WOO! Alrighty, so…REVIEWS MAKE ME EXTREMLEY HAPPY! AND I THANK ALL OF YOU WHO DID REVIEW! (I just hope you'll continue to read this after this pile of crap, I mean…chapter).