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Warning: Yoai, use of terrible innuendoes, and other stuff...

HAPPY EASTER!!(Okay so that's a bit late)

And here is another chapter in my oh so confusing story, me beta reader has returned so everything is fine and dandy. I would like to every person who has been reviewing, I'm glad that so many people enjoyed the plot line so far.

Chapter 9: Trick of the mind

"Ugh..."

"Seamus you can't put your hand there!"

"Why not?"

"Cause my hand is there!"

"Aww, but that's as far as I can reach..."

"Don't complain you're the one who wanted to try this out."

"I just can't bend that way..." whined Seamus. "Darn it –grunt- why is this so hard?!"

"It will get harder y'know..." came Neville's timid voice from the background.

"Seamus move already, I'm exhausted and I am getting cramps in my arms!"

More grunts came from the room; Harry watched the door in front of him awkwardly. The sounds coming from behind the door were suggestive; half of him didn't want to go in, while the other half of him was curious about what was going on.

"Ahhhh, Seamus that hurt!"

Harry slowly backed away from the door, his eyes bulging at the sounds he was about to discreetly walk away only to be meet by the fiery red hair of his best friend Ron.

"Harry watcha ya' doing out here? Aren't you going to go inside mate?" Ron pushed past Harry, his pale hands grasping the door knob.

"Wait Ron...!"

But it was too late, Ron had opened the door, but what he saw was not what he expected to see at all. Seamus and Dean were in a tangled mess of bodies, propped up by their arms and feet, which were placed on different coloured shaped circles that were on a mat. Neville sat on his bed with a card board piece that had a spinner on it.

"Erm...care to join us in a game of muggle twister?" asked Seamus sheepishly.

Harry breathed out a sigh of relief; this situation with Draco was really starting to mess with his mind. He followed Ron inside, and went over to his bed and pulled out his book bag from under it. His friends watched him as he took out his assignments, quill, inks, and a few books to start on a transfiguration essay that was due for next week. Harry noticed the stares his got from his friends and turned to them.

"What? Is something wrong?"

"Well...," started Dean. "You're starting your homework now instead of waiting till the last moment like this dingbat usually does." He said pointing at Ron.

"Hey!"

"It's true though," chimed in Seamus voice as he slowly untangled himself of Dean.

"Something wrong Harry?" asked Neville getting off his own bed.

"Huh...oh nothing, just er..."

"Oh yea," said Ron cutting him off. "I heard that Malfoy took you somewhere, he didn't do anything to you did he?"

Harry silently thanked his friend for saving him from explaining but at the same he cursed him for brining him into this new situation.

"It was nothing really, just the same ol' rivalry thing..."

"Hmph. That Slytherin twerp always thinking he is so high and mighty, what gives him the right?!"

'You mean expect for the fact that he's got a great ass, and is a wonderful kisser to boot...'Harry mentally slapped himself at those thoughts.

The saviour of the world turned back to his assignment and started writing it as he slowly tuned out the chatter from his friends.

Naruto was pacing around in his room, his tanned hands going through his hair tousling his golden locks.

"I should go talk to him...no I can't! He'll flip out! But if I don't I may lose him anyway... AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG!" Naruto gripped his hair almost ripping them out of his scull in frustration.

"That's it I don't care anymore, I will go talk to him!" Naruto ripped open his door and went out to find Sasuke.

Sasuke was bored out of his mind, he was sitting by the lake; Sakura was by his side talking to him about things he was not interested in. He leaned back into the grass staring up at the bright clear blue sky. The sky reminded him of Naruto own blue eyes; Sasuke sighed, everything was making him tired, not only that but he was losing his focus on the mission at hand. Sasuke felt his eye lids getting heavy, he closed them letting sleep overtake him.

Sakura turned around to look at Sasuke, her face flushed when she saw how beautifully calm Sasuke's usual stern face was. He snow white face was flawless, lips slightly parted, and long dark eye lashes, a chiselled face surrounded by soft dark hair, the way he looked would make girls envious. Mysterious and handsome, that's what Sasuke was and that's what drew most people to him; everyone wanted to be the first to make him open up; and get an insight into his life. No matter how gruesome it may be.

Sakura felt a bolt of giddiness flowing through her body dispelling any of the seriousness that she felt before. Here she was, alone, with Sasuke, the Sasuke Uchiha; who had let his guard down. This was her chance, her chance to get her first kiss...okay so Sasuke was not awake but that didn't matter! Oh how all the girl back home would freak out.

A grin spread across the young medic's face as she positioned herself above the sleeping teen. She pursed her lips and slowly brought her head down to kiss those inviting lip beneath her. Their lips met and it was just like she had imagined it so many times before, they were soft, and sweet to the taste.

"Sasuke...?"

Sakura looked up and saw the shaking figure of Naruto, looking at both of them with wide disbelieving eyes.

Oh no what will Naruto do now? I don't really hate Sakura she just sometimes annoys me for some reason.

Look forward in the next chapter for:

Sasuke kicks Sakura's ass, and Draco and Harry share a moment.

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