Colin and George walked the short distance from the bathroom to the Room of Requirement, holding hands, amidst several stares from passing students; most of them were returning to their House Common Rooms after the DA meeting. Colin noticed that most of the looks they received were of shock and pure surprise. Not disgust, he thought. Well, that's a relief.

"Imagine the reaction we'll get at breakfast in the morning," George uttered to him. "Everyone will know by then…"

"I can't wait," Colin grinned up at him.

George laughed, pulling him closer to his side. "You know, I think you will always surprise me. I love that about you—full of surprises."

Colin shrugged, "Gotta keep you interested somehow," he jested.

"Oh you have several tactics to keep me hooked, I'm sure," George responded flirtatiously.

At that moment, they rounded the corner to the Room of Requirement. They both stopped dead in their tracks as the image in front of them processed.

Draco Malfoy was leaned against the wall. When he saw them, he lazily shifted from the wall, turning toward them. "Well, are you two just going to stand there, or are you coming inside?"

George was the first to react. He stepped forward, pulling a stunned Colin with him.

Malfoy! He found them? Oh god no no no! Colin was barely able to control his body. He was very aware that George was pulling him, and his feet were somehow complying.

"George…" he whispered.

"Come on," George looked back at him. "It's okay. Better that it's Malfoy than some random person."

That makes since, Colin told himself.

They followed Malfoy into the Room of Requirement. The room provided was small, yet cozy. A couch and two chairs flanked a fireplace, and the décor was immaculate. And green.

"Good taste in décor, Malfoy" George said, as if having read Colin's mind.

"Hm," Malfoy smirked. "Why don't we have a seat and get this discussion under way." He said it in a perfectly polite manner, while still leaving no room for argument.

Malfoy dropped gracefully into one of the arm chairs. George and Colin shared a glance at each other before walking over and taking their seats on the sofa. Colin moved closer to George as Malfoy's eyes met his own.

"Malfoy, I—" Colin tried.

"First, Colin, we will get one thing very clear. I will speak, and you will listen. You will answer all of my questions honestly. As for you, George…I thought it best you be here for several reasons. Reasons I believe will become clear as this meeting progresses. Is everything understood so far?"

Colin's mouth was dry, and he felt like he could cry at any moment. He knew he had to be brave, though. And I have to answer him, he reminded himself. "Y-yes, I understand," he said quietly. He was glad when George put his arm around him, pulling him even closer, so that their bodies were pressed together on the sofa.

Draco continued, "Good. Now," Draco reached into a bag that was lying beside his chair. He pulled out an envelope. "I believe you know what is in here, correct?" He directed the question at Colin.

"Yes." Colin answered without hesitation. He could feel the temperature in his face rise, but he didn't let go of Draco's gaze. I will be brave. I'm a Gryffindor! He told himself.

"Did you take these photos?" Draco asked.

Colin hesitated only a second. "Yes, I did."

"Do you have any more pictures of Harry and I together?"

"No, no I don't."

"So is this the only time you have….watched, Harry and I?"

Colin tensed at the question. He looked to George, who gave him a reassuring nod. He looked back at Malfoy, "No, there was one other time. Those pictures are from the second time I…" he swallowed audibly, "watched," he finished.

"Who has seen these?"

"Only me." He noticed Malfoy's eyes flick to George.

"I only saw the one you left in Colin's room today. Colin only told me about them when he realized they were missing." George explained. He rubbed his hand down Colin's side, reassuring him.

Draco held George's gaze for a moment before averting his gaze back to Colin. "I have to admit, I'm glad these came into my procession. They're quiet…well you know what they are as well as I do." He set the envelope aside and sat back in the chair. "Tell me something, Colin," he started conversationally. "Why did you do it?"

Colin was a bit taken aback by the direct question. "Well, I…" he wasn't sure how to answer, not having expected to answer this particular question, and certainly not to Draco Malfoy. "I didn't mean to."

Draco simply raised an eyebrow at Colin.

"I mean," Colin continued to explain, "that I didn't mean to the first time. I was hiding from…from you, and you came into the room I was hiding. I thought you were looking for me, but then Harry showed up and…well…then I couldn't leave, so I watched."

"And the second time?" Draco asked when Colin paused.

"The second time…the second time…"

"I think what Colin wants to say, is that you and Harry were so fucking hot together that he couldn't resist seeing the two of you again, and snagging some wank material in the process." George said.

"George!" Colin exclaimed, looking at him wide-eyed. He quickly snapped his head around to Draco, who was chuckling.

"Well, I guessed as much," Draco laughed.

George began laughing, too; Colin looked between the two in disbelief. They're laughing! Fucking laughing! I can't believe this! He was quickly becoming angry, even though he wasn't entirely sure why. "What the fuck is so fucking funny?" he slightly shouted.

"Colin-" George tried.

"What!" Colin shouted at him. "I mean…what?" he said quietly. "Sorry, I'm just…a little overwhelmed." He couldn't believe how quickly the mood in the room had shifted. Draco and George were both relaxing in their seats, eyes gleaming and smirks in full view. Colin, on the other hand, was still sitting rigid, unable to sink into the new mood.

"Now that George has….broken the ice, for lack of a better phrase…" Draco smirked in a friendly manner at George before continuing, "you can relax, Colin. I'm not angry, and neither is Harry. From what I understand, he wasn't behaving out of anger at your DA meeting?"

Once again, Colin sat shocked. "Harry…no, he…he, well, he seemed…um." Why can't I fucking talk? Colin reprimanded himself. Draco, however, took control of his statement.

"He came onto you, I know. It was actually Harry that came across the two of you in the bathroom and found these pictures. He sent me here to ascertain exactly how much we could trust you…and you," he added to George. "And…" here he paused, as though deciding whether to go on or not. He leaned forward in his chair, elbows on his knees, hands clasped between them. "We also wanted to know if the two of you held any…attraction….to either of us. Of course, you must understand that with these photos you took, we could only assume that you do. More specifically, you, Colin."

Colin fidgeted and looked again at George. Please don't make me say it, he prayed to himself. George picked up on the worry and embarrassment that Colin knew was written all over him. He spoke for Colin.

"Colin I have both agreed that we have an interest in Harry, sexually of course. As for an attraction to you…" George looked again at Colin, "I find you extremely attractive, and I think that Colin does, too."

They both looked at Colin. "Yes."

"Yes?" Draco urged him to continue.

"Yes, you and Harry are fucking hot." Colin said it straight faced.

"You are no angel, are you, Colin?" Malfoy sat back in his chair, watching Colin with an amused expression on his face.

Colin couldn't help but grin at that.

"No, he's certainly not," George said, putting his arm further around Colin.

Colin could feel both their eyes on him. He was getting turned on from the direction the conversation was going. "So… where is Harry?" he wondered in an effort to distract himself.

"He couldn't get away tonight, unfortunately." Draco looked sad.

"I'm sorry." Colin said. "It must be hard for the two of you to find time together."

"Yes." Draco nodded. "It's nearly curfew," he abruptly changed the subject. "Harry will most likely talk to you, as soon as I can get an owl to him, filling him in on the details of our conversation."

Colin flinched, suddenly very nervous about returning to the common room anytime soon. Draco appeared to notice.

"You don't have to worry. He wasn't angry with you, as I said before. When he knows that I feel we can trust the both of you, he'll probably want the four of us to meet. Probably here…would that be acceptable to you both?" Draco asked them.

"You mean like a double date?" George asked, seemingly serious. Colin knew better; he could see the gleam of mischief in his boyfriend's eyes and the tightness around his mouth as he tried not to outright laugh.

Draco had the same look. They're a lot alike, Colin observed, surprised by the realization.

"Yeah, exactly," Draco answered in the same spirit. "Now let's get to our common room before Filch starts on his nightly stroll." He rose from the chair and headed for the door.

"You go on, Malfoy. We're staying here for the night." George informed him.

"Ahh, so you two are the reason Harry and I haven't been able to access this room on occasion?"

"Uh, probably…sorry about that," Colin found his voice again.

Draco smiled at them again, "You make a nice couple, by the way."

Colin blushed and George grinned. Draco left the room without another word, closing the door silently behind him. Colin and George stood still and silent for several moments.

Finally Colin broke the silence, "That was…weird." He said, still looking at the door.

"Yeah…and…good," George agreed. "He's…Malfoy…is nice. It's weird, though, yes, definitely weird."

"Ugh, I'm so glad it's over!" Colin exclaimed, breaking free of the trance he was in and pulling George over to the newly appeared bed. "Please, can we just go to sleep?"

"Sleep? But…No! You cannot put on sexy muggle attire and expect me to just…just…" he stopped talking as Colin began slowly undressing himself.

Colin pulled his blue shirt over his head, purposefully messing his hair up. George seemed to love that look, even though Colin had no idea why. He watched George watching him. "How about a little show?" he whispered in the sexiest voice he had ever heard come from himself.

"Yeah," George was absolutely transfixed. Slowly he began walking towards the bed. "Actually, postpone the show for another night. I have to have you….now." He climbed onto the bed with Colin, and smashed their lips together. "I wanna fuck you so hard, so good, all night."

"Mmm," Colin moaned, "Please yes!" he gasped as George's hand descended into his pants and began stroking his erection.

"You're mine," he squeezed possessively around Colin's dick. He sank his teeth into Colin's neck, no doubt marking him.

Colin instantly responded, "Ssstt," eyes rolling back in his head. "yes yes yours, I'm yours, George…please yes!"

With a flick of his wand, George had them both naked. He laid on his back and motioned for Colin to get on top. "Ride me. I wanna see you get fucked on your boyfriend's dick."

Colin scrambled to get on top, desperate to have George's thick, intoxicating length inside him. He put his feet on either side of George and positioned the long cock with his ass. "Lube me?" he asked, looking into George's lust-filled eyes. Another flick of George's wand, and Colin's ass was slick with lube, as well as George's dick. Colin didn't wait to be told twice; he immediately sat on it, all the way down to the base in quick go. George gasped, arching off the bed and gripping Colin's hips so tight it hurt.

"Oh…fuck…Colin…" George continued down the path to incoherency.

"You ready baby?" Colin asked, half challenging the needy red head beneath him. "You ready for this ride?"

George's grip got impossibly harder on Colin's hips. "Ride."

Colin rode. He wore his legs out, pushing up and pounding down. He arched his back, angling George's dick to hit his sweet spot with every wet, hard thrust. He was aware of sounds coming from his own mouth, and only slightly more aware of those emitting from George, but the pleasure residing in his ass rendered him incapable to comprehend anything else. He rode fast and hard, drawing both their orgasms to the brink fast. He didn't warn George before he came, throwing his head back and screaming. He rode George harder as his orgasm took over.

When he looked down at George, having been milked of everything he had, he was met with eyes filled with a million emotions. He looked back, quickly becoming aware of how George's hands were tightening on his hips even more. George gritted his teeth, and pounded relentlessly up into Colin, harder than ever. Then he came, filling Colin. Colin grinded in hard circles, enticing every last drop from his lover.

Their final moans mingled together. Colin gathered the strength to pull himself off of the softening member and collapsed on the bed beside George.

George turned on his side and pulled Colin against him, kissing him with an exhausted intensity. "I am…so glad….that you're my boyfriend…oh god, that was amazing."

Colin laughed out loud. He couldn't help it. "Surprised much, boyfriend?" he joked.

"Fuck. Yes. Colin Creevey, ha! My boyfriend," they laughed together, completely delirious.

Finally they were quiet again. "Let's sleep now, please." Colin muttered into George's chest.

"Mmm…half way there, lover," George complied.

They were both out within moments.