A/N:Lol, you guys are funny, calm down, it's a Draco/Harry story, I'm not completely heartless, they get back together. . . IN THIS CHAPTER . At the end of this story it looks bad but the beginning of the sequel is good. I still follow the story line, so they still Marry Ginny and Astoria, but they spend 8th year together, and meet up at the station, having an affair, and their kids get together. I've got the whole thing planned. Don't worry. They get together lol. Narcissa and Lucius even come around.

In the actual books Mrs. Malfoy is devoted to Draco and him to her. They are each other's favourite people. So I had her flip out at first because her baby boy likes Harry, but in the end, she turns back into the loving motherly figure and even ends up letting Harry take her and Draco into hiding in my sequel.

So no worries ok? Everything works out. What you'll be mad about is when I follow the story line including deaths. If you don't know who dies, you may wanna look it up. I haven't decided if I'm killing off one of my main pairings because he does die in the books, or have him in a coma that they think he will never wake up from, but eventually does.

You decide.

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. . .

Colin pulled his knees to his chest and waited on his bed. It was about two or so minutes later when Seamus opened the door, giving a small smile to the other occupants and sat down on the blonde's bed.

"What's up?" The older boy was sitting cross legged at the foot of the mattress, the other facing him at the head. Colin bit his lip and looked at his knees.

"I just wanted to see you." Seamus smiled and crawled up sitting next to him on the shorter's right. He lifted his hand hesitantly, curtains still open, eyes on him, and ran his hands through the younger's locks. Said boy dropped his head to the side, plopping it onto his 'friends' chest.

It was about a month later when it happened. Harry had begun to feel better, well, as long as he didn't see 'Malfoy' anywhere. He spent most of his time staring at his potions book that he and Ron fought over who should be stuck with it. He wasn't complaining now! It was neat, and he really wished he could figure out who this "Half Blood Prince" character was.

Hermione was getting suspicious about how well he was doing in class and Harry just brushed it off, keeping the book to himself.

He had won a quidditch match just last week and had practice later on today. It was mid February and still cold out, but he stared across the lake anyways.

"Potter." Harry's head snapped to the side and gave a curt nod.

"Zabini." The boy next to him huffed, hands in his coat pocket. "What did you want?" It wasn't said with any type of venom or anger, just, flat.

"He's ruining himself" The green eyed boy blinked.

"What do you mean? Who is?" Blaise rolled his eyes and turned to him, pulling a stack of pictures from his pocket, handing them over. "Uh, ok? Why do I care, hey, that's Hannah, and both Patail's are here-"

"There everyone Draco's fucked in the last month." Harry dropped the photos, head snapping up.

"W-what?"

"I told you, he's ruining himself. He just doesn't seem to care anymore. He changed during the break, I think Nott, well, he's cracked." Harry looked away and shrugged.

"He's not my problem anymore."

"Really?" Harry looked at the other out the corner of his eye. The other reached in his pocket and pulled out one last photo. "Now he is". Blaise dropped it at Harry's feet and walked off. He bent down and turned the photo over, eyes widening before storming off.

"YOU FUCKED MALFOY?!" The girl jumped and went to protest, Harry threw the photo at her.

"Harry, I-" He glared at her. "I'm sure he's fucked lots of people but-!"

"Yea, but he's fucked every one of my friends! I can't believe YOU of all people would open your legs!" Harry was fuming, how could she?

"Harry! List-"

"NO! Fuck you Ginny!" He stormed out of the common room, leaving a stunned audience and a fairly angry brother to deal with her.

Harry glared at his reflection in the sink and had been for a while. He heard a grunt and stiffened, he knew that grunt to well. 'Oh god no.' the brunette thought. He could hear heavy breathing and closed his eyes, quietly backing away from the sink and looking down the small hall to that circular room. He could see two wands, a sock, boxers and a cloak in his view. He wanted to run but couldn't. A loud moan sounded, one he didn't recognize and a hiss that he did. He quickly slid into a stall, stepped onto the toilet and ducked. He heard some movement in the distance and another hiss.

"Fucken hell, do you have to be so rough?" Now he recognized that voice. He shuddered. They were standing in front of his stall and Harry held his breath.

"Shut up Nott, just be glad I agreed." Harry closed his eyes as he heard a sigh and a quiet kiss before Nott left. He heard the other laugh. "Really Potter? What is it with you and stalls?" The door kicked open and Draco glared at him.

"Ok? So I like routines?" The blonde sneered and grabbed the front of the brunette's shirt, yanking him, causing a large amount of Déjà Vu to hit Harry. He glared back at the taller, damn why did he keep growing?!

"What do you want Potter?" Harry made no move but narrowed his eyes.

"Let go of me 'Malfoy'"

"Tell me what you came here for first" Harry raised his brow as if it was obvious.

"You're seriously asking me why I'm in a bathroom." His back hit the solid section between the stall doors and he winced.

"Your mouth is getting you know where Potter" Draco spat at him. Harry shrugged and the blonde's fist raised the most intense glare the brunette had ever seen. His held his breath and took a chance.

Draco's eyes widened when Harry grabbed his tie, yanking hard, smashing their mouth together. the older of the two's breath hitched and pushed himself off the other, a nervous look in his eyes at the hungered expression on the shorter's face.

"Uh, Potter?" He yelped when the other pounced, knocking them both to the ground, wincing as a blonde head made an audible thud around the empty room. "POTTER!" Harry straddled the older boy and crashed their mouths together again.

"Please just listen to me dammit!" Draco growled, trying to knee him in the arse, leg, SOMEWHERE!

"I don't want to listen to you! I don't have to, now get off you damn slut!" Harry froze.

"I'm a slut? I've slept with two people! And once was because I was fucking DRUNK!" the brunette spat. "And how many have YOU slept with Draco? Hmm? Go, on! How many?!" Harry pushed himself up walked to the other side of the washroom to lean on the sink.

Draco was staring at the ceiling when he heard a sharp CRACK and turned.

"FUCK!" Harry yelped cradling his now bleeding fist, broken bits of the mirror around him, the sink and in both. Draco shot up and without thinking was beside the other in a minute, grabbing his hand. The younger tried to pull his hand away but the blonde's grip wouldn't let up.

"Stop moving Dammit! I have to get the stupid glass out!" The other stopped moving, glaring off to the side, relaxing his hand so Draco could get the glass out. "This means nothing Potter I just don't want to be blamed for your idiocity." Harry stomped on the other's foot, yanking his hand away.

"Fine, I get it alright? You fucking hate me! I hope all those other boys and girls will feed your ego! Why not just go and fuck Ginny again whilst you're at it!"

"What? Why would I ever so that? You know how much I hate those filthy people." Harry froze.

"Don't lie to me! There were photos!"

"Oh, like our 'photos'?" Harry shuffled his feet, and began to pick the glass out of his hand. "Who gave you them? And I've only slept with Nott."

"Zabini gave them to me." Draco walked up behind Harry.

"Just, let me get the glass out. Nott probably told him to give them to you." Harry dropped his hands to his sides and looked at the ground. Draco slowly walked in front of Harry, reaching down, the other still looking at the stony floor, and lifted his hand.

"'M sorry." Harry said with a sigh, now watching the blonde's hands on his.

"Yeah, I know. You're a right idiot you know? Punching a mirror" He rolled his eyes at the younger one and said boy finally looked up and just stared at him. Draco shifted uncomfortably. "What?"

"How tall are you now?" The blonde blinked.

"Six feet. Why?" Harry shrugged.

"I was just wondering." He flinched a few times as the smaller pieces were being picked out. "C-can we try again?"

"No." It was short and flat, almost no emotion in it. Harry looked at his feet.

"Colin and Seamus are trying, well, as friends first. Why can't we?" Draco sighed heavily.

"Because we we're never friends Potter. We were enemies than we were fuck buddies." Harry flinched and pulled his hand back, earning a frustrated sigh from the other.

"Then why ask me out?"

"Because you assumed we were already dating. Besides, it's a title, nothing more." Draco turned his back to Harry, facing the exit. "If you were hoping for something more, you are sadly mistaken."

"I think you loved me." Draco stiffened, hands clenched. His eyes closed 'You are not to see that boy again Draco. Do you understand me?' Draco nodded. 'Good. If I find out that whatever this is between you continues your father will find out.'

"You're wrong. You were a good fuck Potter, nothing else."

"Then face me and say it!" Draco turned and walked up to Harry, throwing him against a wall, pinning him with one arm, glaring down at him. Nothing came out, he just glared.

"Go to hell Potter." He couldn't say it. Why couldn't he say it? He can say it in his head, 'he's a dick, I hate him, he's nothing to me!' but, why did it hurt? Draco went to back off but Harry grabbed his wrist.

"You can't say it can you?" Draco glared at him.

"We can't have anything between us. Why don't you get it?" His voice was quiet and he averted his eyes.

"Why? Because of Voldermort? Because of your Father?"

"DON'T TALK ABOUT HIM!" Harry's eyes widened, his grip tightening. "Let go of me."

"That's it isn't it?" Draco tried to pull his hand free, but it was a week pull, almost like he wasn't really trying.

"Don't push this Potter. Please don't push this." Harry pulled the wrist, the blonde stumbling sideways towards him. The brunette wrapped his left arm around the other waist, right hand turning Draco to face him. They stayed. Eyes locked for a while. Harry lifted himself up on his tip toes and waited to see what would happen.

Draco sighed, closing his eyes and leaning down, catching Harry's lips with his. He had to bend slightly when the other went back to having his feet flat on the ground. He pulled back a little, taking a breath, before leaning back in, lips lightly together, as soft as before, his arms wrapping around the smaller teen, hands sliding around his neck.

Harry tentatively opened his mouth, licking the other's pale lips, smiling when the mouth above him opened, his tongue snaking out to meet the others. They kissed for a while, just standing there, mouths attached, hands staying where they were.

Draco pulled away, his back starting to hurt from bending, and stood up straight.

"Please?" Harry whispered. Draco locked eyes with him.

"Fuck up one more time" He left the sentence hanging, leaning down and lightly kissing Harry before pulling back. Their hands dropped and Harry smiled. "I've got homework. I'll see you tomorrow in class. Oh, and Harry?" The shorter one looked at him. "It's still Potter and Malfoy in public." Harry nodded, smile fading slightly and watched the other leave.

Harry's head turned sideways and he smirked. Draco had a butt wiggle!

A/n: See? What did I tell ya? Better?