A/N: to Thenchick . . . ummm, he he, well, it's technically rape… but you'll understand later what's wrong with Dennis and it's not pretty. And just so you know, a little someone comes over the following day to make things better . . . hint, hint . . .

PS: In case you haven't noticed, I never actually mention their 'sizes' or body types. That is up to you. All you need to know is Colin's is smallest b/c he's the young innocent one, followed by Harry, to Draco then Seamus with the largest. Same thing for thickness but Harry and Draco are swapped. I don't care if you want Colin to be 1" or 17"s it's up to you. I don't know what your tastes are so you can picture them how you please. In my head I know what I plan to have them look like and that's my own preference. Therefore I purposely never say just so you can have your own little fantasies too Aren't I oh so nice?

Rating: R

Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, Female/Female and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol and possibly more later.

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Colin/Harry, Seamus/Draco, Draco/Colin (Possible foursome) Ginny/Hermione, Ron/Padma, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Fred/George, Fred/George/Harry, Dennis/ Colin, Nott/Blaise/Draco and possibly more later.

. . .story begins. . .

"I guess now is when I get to beat your ass". The words rang in his head, over and over again. He bit his lip and looked away when Dennis' hand slid up his shirt. "We have four hours all to ourselves, won't that be fun?" Colin shuddered, disgusted with himself.

"Dennis? I really think this is a bad idea." Colin backed away from his brother.

"Fine, I'll just give them the pictures later then." Colin glared.

"You conniving little shit head!" Dennis reached down between them and squeezed hard, earning a pained gasp from his brother.

"What was that?" Dennis squeezed his brother's sack harder earning a whimper.

"I'm sorry!" Dennis let go and Colin doubled over lightly checking his lower region, making sure it was still intact. "Take your damn shirt off" Colin carefully lifted is hands and pulled his shirt up and over his head. Dennis did the same before stepping up close the older version of himself. Dennis locked eyes with Colin and reached over, and unbuttoning the other's jeans. The taller of the two closed his eyes and reached over, unclasping his brothers, letting the jeans fall, feeling his own slide down his legs. Dennis made an angered noise and Colin knew why. His brother was mad because he wasn't hard.

"Colin," It was a warning. "You better find a way." Dennis said, playing with the elastic of the other's undergarments. Colin squeezed his eyes shut and concentrated on the hands pretending them to be Seamus'. He sniffed, it hurt him, but he had to do it. He remembered the first kiss and moved on to when Seamus first blew him. He felt a slight twitch and kept trying. He thought about the time in the classroom, all the photos they took and Dennis smiled when Colin let out a groan, finally twitching to life.

"Good." Dennis said before pulling down the boxers. Colin kept pretending it was Seamus, finding it harder and harder to stay hard, but that difficulty soon vanished when he felt his member engulfed in a wet heat. His head was thrown back and he tentatively ran a hand through his brother's hair, panting. It was wrong, he knew it, but his body didn't care, all it knew was there was something causing pleasure, nothing else mattered to it.

Dennis pulled away and pushed Colin's shoulder's down. Said boy kept his eyes closed and kneeled on the ground. 'Seamus, Seamus, its Seamus, its Seamus' he repeated it over and over as he stuck his tongue out, lapping the head before pulling it into his mouth. Dennis groaned and yanked hard on his hair; Colin groaned and shivered at the pull.

"Ok, ok, stop." Dennis panted. The photographer stood up and let his brother guide him to Colin's bed, knowing damn well his brother did this so every time he was near his own bed, he would remember this. He slowly lied down on his bed and finally opened his eyes. "Has Seamus or anyone fucked you yet?" Colin shook his head no and Dennis grinned, climbing on top of his brother. He opened Colin's night stand drawer, bulling out the bottle of lube he knew would be there. Colin's breathing picked up and his eyes started to water. He closed his eyes and felt his brother spread his legs apart, pushing them up so his feet were flat. When Colin felt the cold, gelled finger hit his entrance, he started to hyperventilate. Dennis gripped His brother's member when he saw it start to soften, giving it a few tugs with his left hand and slid his middle finger in. He ignored the quiet sobs from his brother and continued.

Colin flinched when the third was added, but stiffened when one was removed. Colin knew what was going to happen; Draco had taught him this part. He hissed when Dennis tapped, and waited for the next. It took four more taps to find the spot, but Dennis knew the moment he hit it. Colin shouted, hands flying to grasp either side of his mattress, hips jerking up. The fingers removed themselves and it wasn't long before his brother was leaning over him. Colin took a few deep breaths, knowing that if he didn't relax, it was going to hurt a lot more. He felt his brother moving his legs over the younger's shoulders, kneeling on the bed. One hand was on Colin's waist and the other was lining up.

Dennis bit his lip in anticipation and pressed his prick at the others entrance. He leaned back over his brother, lightly kissing his tight lips, before pushing his hips forward, a gasp leaving both. The younger boy groaned when he began to slowly slide into the body beneath him, heat engulfing him. He panted in his brother's ear before slowly pulling back out and pushing in again.

Colin flinched and held his brothers arms. Why his back? Why did Dennis want him on his back? So he had to look at him? Said boy nipped his neck and he felt a smirk spread across the sorter's mouth before he pulled back and changed the angle, slamming back in hard. Colin's back arched and he yelled, eyes squeezing shut. Dennis made sure to aim for that spot, picking up his speed, head in the crook of Colin's neck breathing heavily. Colin's breathing was beginning to pick up, he was furious with himself, but it did feel good.

Dennis reached between them and grabbed the other's shaft, hearing a cry of pleasure emit from the boy beneath. Colin began to pant quickly, moaning and scratching Dennis' back. The younger shivered and his thrusts became sloppy when he felt his brother seize up. Colin let out a strangled cry as he came, Dennis shooting inside of him when he clamped down on the younger's shaft, eliciting a loud moan from him.

Colin grunted when his brother collapsed on him, breathing hard. His legs slid off the narrow shoulders and he closed his eyes.

"Dennis? I need you to get up, we have to shower and change before mom and dad come home." Dennis nodded and pulled out of his brother, hissing at the sensitivity. "You can go first." the younger nodded his thanks and kissed his brothers cheek before leaving. Once the bathroom door closed he forced himself up, flinching and limping. He grabbed a pen and paper and quickly scribbled something down, calling his new owl over; thankful it was dark, attached it to his leg and sent him off. He groaned and turned limping to the dresser and finding a pajama, making a face when he felt a trail run down his thigh.

Colin reached behind him, gathering some of the sticky substance up, before looking at it. He looked away quickly when he noticed the pink tinge to the cooling substance. When he finally got his shower he allowed himself to cry freely. He hurt everywhere, he felt violated and he just wished Seamus was there to hold him.

Seamus jumped a foot in the air and looked at his clock. It bright red letters it read two a.m. He groaned and heard another tap. Standing up with a huff he opened the window, a small owl landing on his desk. He took the note from the small creature and opened it. His eyes widened. The note was in very messy handwriting, quickly sprawled with slightly discoloured sections. On the paper the person scribbled.

I need your help; he's got the photos and threatened to show my mum, he made me. . . I hurt a lot Shay

I need you, please.

C.C.

Below were an address and the abbreviation for tomorrow, his eyes widened. 'He's got the photos' he knew it was Colin when he saw the name 'Shay' written and was confirmed at the end with his initials. Seamus sat at the desk and re read the note. 'He's got the photos' his head snapped up.

"Fuck!" He slapped his hand over his mouth praying his parents didn't wake up. There was no movement and he sighed. The photos had to be the ones of him and Colin, what else would have him so worked up. But who was he? What on earth had he made Colin do? He stayed up the remainder of the night thinking but nothing came. When morning came he told his parents he had to go out for a while. They nodded and told him to call if he was staying somewhere.

Seamus took two busses and a taxi to get to Colin's. He had left around six, his parents getting ready for work, and it was about nine in the morning and he shifted feeling nervous. The brunette walked up to the door and jumped when a woman opened it at the same time, she gasped and held her chest chuckling.

"Looking for the boys I take it?" He nodded and she stepped aside. "You'll probably have to wake them up, had to go in there in the middle of the night! Colin was just wailing in his sleep! Said he couldn't remember the dream. Poor lad." She took a breath and smiled at him. "I'm off to work, their room is at the top of the stairs it will be the first door you see." With that she waved and left. Seamus slid his shoes off and went up stairs as quietly as her could. The boy's door was open a crack and he peered in.

"Seamus?" It was quiet but he heard it. The older boy looked along the inner wall to see a very hollow gaze looking back at him.

"Colin." He whispered motioning for him to come towards the door. Dennis was out cold and he watched as Colin carefully walked to him, slipping out the door and heading right for the stairs. Seamus followed behind and didn't miss the slight twinge when the other walked. Colin led him to the living room before turning and pulling Seamus into a bone crushing hug, lightly sobbing against him. Seamus hugged him back and lifted his head.

"What happened?" He whispered and Colin looked away. He let go of Seamus and gave him a small smile.

"You'll know in a second. I'm positive you will." He said voice raspy. "Watch my walk?" Seamus nodded and his eyes widened when he saw the recognisable limp in his step. He had seen it from Harry and a few other boys and his eyes hardened.

"Who?" Colin shook his head and carefully sat on the couch. Seamus sighed and sat next to him, pulling the smaller boy to his chest, playing with his hair.

"What is HE doing here?" Both jumped and turned to see Dennis. "Colin? Come here." Colin went to stand and carefully walked to his brother, the other glaring daggers at Seamus. He pulled Colin aside and whispered in his ear. Colin's eyes watered and he nodded.

"Colin, don't even think about opening you mouth" Dennis whispered. "If you do, mom and dad won't be the only ones to see those photos." Colin felt prickles behind his eyes and nodded. Dennis lightly licked the elder's lobe and smirked, blowing in his ear. However Seamus wasn't as stupid as Dennis hoped.

"Alright pip squeak, what's going on." Dennis pulled away and raised his brow.

"What are you talking about?"

"Colin, go over there." Seamus said pointing to a random area, the younger obeyed and stepped about five feet back from his brother. "I'm not stupid Dennis; I know that type of limp." The younger boy's eyes widened momentarily, before hardening.

"What limp?" Seamus resisted the urge to hit him.

"The same limp that you're gonna get if you don't stop talking!" Dennis took a step back.

"You wouldn't dare!" The brunette laughed.

"Your right!" Dennis relaxed. "But I know plenty of others that wouldn't mind."

"Shay?" Colin whispered Seamus kept his eyes on Dennis.

"Yea Col?"

"Please stop." Seamus sighed and took a step back.

"Answer me one question Colin." This time he did look at him. Colin nodded. "It was him wasn't it?" Colin looked away eyes watering.

"No" He whispered causing his brother to smile and the other's eyes to harden.

"Thought so." Dennis blinked and Seamus reared on him. "Once again, I'm not stupid. I know when my boyfriend is lying."

"Ex" Dennis stated taking a step back when Seamus stepped forwards.

"You listen to me, whatever you have on Colin to make him allow your scrawny ass to take advantage of him; you better get rid of it." His voice was low and Colin had actually resorted to hiding under the kitchen table, behind his brother but in eyes site of Seamus.

"I don't know wh-"

"SHUT UP!" Dennis jumped and Colin whimpered. "You're fucking sick Dennis!" Dennis shook his head no.

"I love him! I love him more than you ever could!"

"So you rape him!" Seamus had a look of disbelief and the younger boys eyes watered.

"I just wanted him to feel the same! Even for a second!" Dennis' arm was around his eyes and something clicked

"Dennis?" The boy sobbed and he continued. "U-um, did this ever happen to you? With someone that said they 'loved' you? Like with your dad?" Colin's head shot up and Dennis froze.

"D-Dennis?" Colin climbed out from under the desk and slowly walked over. The younger lad had his face pointed at the ground, hair shadowing his face. "Dennis look at me" Colin whispered tilting his head up. Seamus heard a pained intake of breath and watched as Colin grabbed his brother as he began to collapse and sob. "D-does mom know?" Dennis shook his head no and Colin looked to Seamus. "He's kind of heavy."

Seamus jogged forwards, wrapping an arm around the younger's waist, supporting him and walked them to the couch. He stood back and watched as Colin tried to comfort his little brother. They were there for a while and it started to get darker. Seamus was sitting against a wall, eyes closed and smiled when someone sat down next to him.

"How's he doing?" He whispered.

"Alright, fell asleep." Colin replied. "Seamus listen, I- thank you." The older boy cracked an eye open and smiled.

"You're welcome. Should I leave now?"

"N-No!" Seamus opened his other eye and turned to his old boyfriend. "Seamus, I- I-" The older boy leaned forwards capturing the blonde's lips. Colin sighed and plopped his head in the crook of Seamus' neck, the latter sliding down the wall to make it easier. He wrapped his arm around the small back and turned his head, kissing the top of the other.

"I understand Colin. Slow right?" Colin nodded. They would start as friends and see where it went from there. When Colin's mom came home, the two boys had falling sleep, Colin sitting on Seamus' lap, both arms loosely around his middle, head lolling against his. She quietly put the groceries away and sat on her knees, lightly shaking the new boy in her home. The boy's eyes squeezed shut and he groaned opening them.

"I'm sorry" He whispered she shook her head.

"I'm his mother, I don't care who he likes. We just won't tell his dad." Seamus beamed at her and she patted his head, but his frown made her blink.

"Look, Colin and Dennis need to talk to you in private; I think we should wake them." She looked worriedly at him and nodded.

"Why don't you call home in the mean time, you may spend the night. My husband's on a business trip and won't be back for a week or so." Seamus nodded and lightly shook Colin.

"Cols, come on, up ya get." Colin made a disapproved whine and nuzzled his nose into the others neck.

"Colin honey, he's got to call home." said boys eyes shot open and he was up faster than lightning, he opened his mouth to explain, ignoring the slight tinge in his back. "Colin, it's fine, I don't mind, I won't tell dad." Seamus sat up and placed his hand on the others shoulder.

"I'm going to call my mum; you need to tell her about Dennis." Colin nodded, eyes watering.

"What's wrong with Dennis?" She asked, he took her hand and led his mother to the couch, shaking Dennis awake and getting him to shove over, their mother between them.

"You should try and tell her." Colin whispered and Dennis flinched shaking his head rapidly. Colin sighed and looked at his hands. "Mom? There's something I have to tell you. . ."

Two weeks later Mr. Creevey came home to an empty house and a few police men, a note on the table, they made him read it and he swallowed.

'Touch my babies again, and I'll have them exile you'

A/N: TADA! See? Better already. One pair back together, one more to go!