"Your house is enormous." Troy gawked. Ryan shrugged, and stuck the first DVD into the TV. He walked through a door near the TV, and emerged a few minutes later with a bowl of popcorn and two sodas. The two watched a young Harry Potter for several minutes. By the time Harry had made it to Hogwarts, the popcorn was gone. Ryan jumped a little coughed several times the first time they showed a clip of Severus Snape. Troy shook his head and laughed a little, getting a smack over the head with the empty bowl. The next time Snape appeared, it was Harry's first potions class. Troy paused the movie and yanked Ryan's robe off.

"What?!?" Ryan whimpered. "B-but…Snape!" Troy smirked, sliding Ryan's robe on and standing in front of the enormous TV.

"There will be no foolish wand waving, or silly incantations in this class." Troy spoke in a deep, sexy British accent. Ryan's eyes grew wide, and he made a noise that sounded a lot like "eep!"

"Well, well, well…Mr. Evans," Troy continued, leaning close to Ryan. "Care to earn some…extra credit?" Ryan smirked.

"Yes, Professor." He grabbed Troy by the front of his robe, and pulled him even closer, kissing him happily. The two collapsed onto the couch, and Ryan slowly untied the robe, pushing up Troy's shirt and running his tongue down the exposed flesh.

"OH GOD! I DID NOT NEED TO SEE THIS!" Sharpay shrieked from the top of the stairs. Both Ryan and Troy blushed, and they sat up quickly, turning the movie back on. Sharpay was walking down the stairs, followed by, to Troy and Ryan's surprise, Taylor.

"Hey guys. Nice Snape impression, Troy." she commented tranquilly. The girls sat on bean bag chairs and began to watch the movie, Taylor quietly polishing her video camera lens.

"Is there a reason why you're here?" Ryan asked suspiciously.

"To chaperone you and make sure you don't do anything." Sharpay answered.

"And to videotape you when you do do something." Taylor added. Sharpay rolled her eyes at Taylor, and for a while everything was quiet, except for the movie. Ryan kept glancing over to Sharpay and Taylor fearfully when Troy would do something like put his arm around him. Troy kept trying to speak, but was constantly shushed, by Ryan during a scene with Snape, by Sharpay during a Hermione scene, and Taylor whenever two boys were talking together. Finally, at the end of the movie, Troy was able to speak.

"Are you sleeping over too, Taylor?" he asked. Taylor's eyes grew wide.

"Too? Meaning you're sleeping over? With Ryan? Will you be in the same bed?" Ryan blushed and stood up, muttering something about popcorn, but Troy pulled him back down onto his lap.

"Yes to all your questions. Yes, I'm sleeping over, with Ryan, and yes, we'll be in the same bed. Whether or not there will be any sleeping involved, well…" Ryan turned to face Troy, and was met by his lips. Ryan turned completely, and straddled Troy, pressing him into the couch. Ryan tried something that Troy had done countless times; he dragged his lips slowly to Troy's ear and whispered.

"I'm ready, whenever you want to finish your lesson, Professor." He breathed. Ryan's face flushed when he heard Troy moan.

"Oh, I want to, Ryan. I want to." He murmured huskily. Their lips met, and Ryan slid his tongue into Troy's mouth, exploring. Troy wrapped his arms around Ryan's back, and dragged him nearer, but stopped when he heard Sharpay.

"Goddamnit, are they done yet, Taylor?" Sharpay complained.

"Shhh! Oh, great…thanks, Sharpay. They stopped." By this time, Ryan had untangled himself from Troy, if not somewhat unwillingly. Troy sighed and put his arm around Ryan again.

"Well, if you're completely finished, you could start up the next movie." Sharpay snapped. Troy glared and spoke up.

"Actually, Sharpay, we aren't finished, and you can take the movie and shove it up your sparkly--"

"Troy!" Ryan interjected. "Be nice. Let's watch Harry Potter."

"But I want to bend you into unimaginable positions while screwing you into your mattress." Troy whined

"You are such a pervert."

"You've seen nothing yet. Hm…do you want to see something?"

"This is what I mean."

"It turns you on. Don't deny it."

"I say nothing."

"Thought so. Come sit on my lap again."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't need your cock poking into my ass right now."

"Sooner or later, my cock will be poking into your ass."

"There are other people in the room, Troy!"

"I'll slowly push myself in, and your walls will close deliciously around me. I'll move in and out, in and out…until I've made you scream. Then I'll--"

"Troy!" Ryan squeaked. Trying to rid himself of the sexy images Troy put in his head, Ryan stood and put the second Harry Potter movie into the DVD player. When he returned to the couch, Troy was sprawled out across it.

"What in God's name are you doing?" Ryan asked.

"What do you mean?"

"There was room on the couch for two people when I got up. Now there's only room for one horizontal pervert."

"Nah…I'll bet the horizontal pervert's adorable boyfriend would have plenty of room if he lay on top of said pervert."

"How desperate are you?"

"Well… I'll take my pants off if that helps at all."

"That answers my question."

"C'mon, Ry. Please?"

"Alright, fine. But keep your pants on."

"What if you took your pants off?"

"Don't count on it."

"What about your shirt?"

"No, now shush. The Weasley boys are saving Harry from his aunt and uncle."

"Yay, Weasley boys."

"At least try to sound exci--TROY I SAID YOU COULDN'T TAKE MY SHIRT OFF!"

"I want to see if you blush all over your body, or if it's just your face."

"There are people in here trying to watch a movie."

"As far as I can see, there's a person who really and thoroughly loves someone and wants to express it physically. There's a person who's trying to stop the other person, there's a person who's videotaping the first person, and there's an amazing, wonderful, and gorgeous person who won't let the person who loves him fulfill the dreams he's had for weeks."

"Weeks?" Ryan blushed.

"Weeks." Troy answered solemnly. Ryan laid his head on Troy's chest, and the two watched the movie in silence. When it ended, Sharpay stood up.

"Alright, I've seen these bloody movies so many times that I have them memorized. I'm leaving before you start the next one."

"B-but…" Taylor started, but Sharpay silenced her by whispering something about fanfiction. Taylor shrugged and dislodged herself from the beanbag chair. The two walked upstairs, Sharpay yelling "See you tomorrow!" and Taylor adding "Hope you don't get AIDS!" When the door closed, Ryan looked at Troy.