My apologies I went to my mother's this weekend and my lap top does not connect to the internet there and was unable to upload . . . note to self, next time, bring junk drive!

TO: twilightandharrypotterFREAK

If that's how you feel then you're gonna love the third one lol!

You will all hate this chapter but for an apology depending on the # of reviews I will post a new chapter 2morrow.

Rating: R

Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, 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) incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Seamus/Alex and possibly more later.

. . . Story Begins. . .

Draco sighed for the hundredth time and fixed the cuffs of his sleeves. He fixed his hair again and sneered.

"You'll do fine dear." Narcissa whispered to him, kissing his cheek.

"I don't want to do fine! I don't want to leave my room! And I don't want to marry her!" She sighed at him and narrowed her eyes.

"You will do fine, you will get your arse down stairs and you WILL be marrying her! Now get down there!" He flinched and looked at his shoes glaring. "You can't have the Potter boy Draco, you did what was asked now it's time that it ended. Get down there before I call your father up."

"Fuck you mother." He turned on his heel leaving a surprised and hurt woman behind him.

Draco stepped into the dining room, smiling at his fiancé and reached down, grasping her bony little hand and laying a kiss on it. For peat's sake she wasn't even sixteen yet. What was the point of this?

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Miss. Greengrass."

"Given the circumstances I think it best if you would call me Astoria, don't you Draco?" He gave a forced smile, his father watching him carefully.

"Of course! How inconsiderate of me not to think of that myself." She giggled. Mr. Malfoy gave a warning glare to his son before escorting Mrs. Greengrass to the drawing room, his Mother following quietly behind, averting her eyes from her son.

"Would you like to see the gardens?" He asked the blonde girl.

"Maybe next time. Come sit with me?" She asked him, holding out her hand. He reluctantly took it. 'I wonder if I squeezed hard enough if her hand would break . . . wait no, bad Draco bad! Dammit!' he followed the young girl and sat next to her on the couch. He sat nodding once and a while as she talked about . . . well he wasn't sure really, and frankly he didn't care.

He felt finger on his chin turning his head towards hers a dreamy look in her eye. From behind her his father nodded, glaring. He bit his scowl back and leaned forwards, lightly capturing her lips, allowing her to deepen the kiss. He shot a glare at his father before pulling away, giving her a half hearted smile.

"It's a shame we couldn't have some time alone." She sighed and closed her eyes, head against his chest. Draco's face twisted into one of pure horror as his father spoke up.

"Oh, good, I'm glad to see your getting along so well." He smiled at them, Mrs. Greengrass stepped in and Draco forced his face to look . . . pleasant. Or at least what he hopped was a pleasant look. "Mrs. Greengrass, Mrs. Malfoy and I are going to roam the grounds for a couple hours. I'm sure you can occupy yourselves." He caught his son's eye. "And Draco, do be a gentlemen."

"Yes father." With that the adult left and Astoria turned to him, smiling.

"Wow, that was neat, I guess wished do come true."

"That's why you're supposed to be careful." The blonde murmured. She blinked and shrugged. Draco yelped when he was suddenly tossed onto his back, the younger girl straddling him. "What are you doing?" His voice was frantic and she giggled at him. Oh how he hated that giggle!

"You'll see." She whispered, leaning down to attach her lips to his neck. He sneered and just laid there. Thin hands slid under his shirt and pushed it up, attaching her mouth to one of his nipples. He raised a brow and yelped again when teeth bit.

"Ow! Dammit don't bite!" She snickered against him and continued down, hands sliding over his private area. He closed his eyes and cursed 'uh oh' he though. She sat up quickly and glared.

"Why aren't you hard?" He flushed and blinked.

"Pardon me?" She flicked him "OW! What the hell?"

"Get it up, or I'll twist it off!" For emphasis, she sacked the boy earning a pained gasp to leave him.

"How on earth, do you expect me to get it up when I'm in PAIN?"

"Try, and hurry up!" He growled and closed his eyes. 'Stupid anorexic bitch, I can't believe I have to marry her! Oh wait, think of something before she sacks me again. Uh, uh, shit what to think of? Damn I wish Pot-' his eyes snapped open and he smirked closing his eyes again. 'Potter walked over to the blonde, lightly attaching his mouth to his. They were bare and he groaned feeling the younger's body against him.'

He ignored the small hand around his shaft and tried to concentrate on making it bigger. Not his shaft! He felt something slip over it and winced.

"Don't you dare get soft on me Draco!" He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

'Harry straddled his waist aligning himself before slowly lowering. Ok, so just for today he's not as tight.' He tried to concentrate again, her soft moaning throwing him off. 'no no stay hard dammit! Ok, Potter's riding you, yes ok, got that part. His head is thrown back; his back arched beautifully, green eyes bearing down.' The blonde groaned and shuddered, his fantasy starting to come to life.

'The brunette thrusted down harder, gasping and shivering. The blonde began to slowly thrust up, his abnormally high moans bouncing off the walls of his room.' Draco panted and thrusted up harder, keeping his eyes closed, a boil starting.

'Harry groaned and began to ride him faster as he snapped his hips up. The boiling was reaching new heights, any second now. Harry yelled above him, orgasm hitting him and the blonde arched, mouth opening in a silent scream, his seed hitting the protective latex.'

Astoria collapsed forwards and Draco pouted. There were so many flaws with his story. Damn. He helped her up and they got redressed, straitening each other up before their parents came back in. He kissed his fiancé's cheek good bye and watched the door close.

"I'll be in the shower." He growled, but his mother caught his arm.

"I'm sorry Draco. I want you to be happy-"

"Then let me be with Potter." His eyes were narrowed.

"Do not speak to your mother that way Draco." His father warned, the dark cane pressed to his shoulder. He hissed and Lucius smirked. "Good, at least I know you did what was expected." Narcissa's eyes widened.

"She sacked me and threatened to rip my dick off, of course I fucked her you bloody prat!" Draco froze and his eyes widened.

"What was that?"

"Lucius don't!" His father lifted the cane and he booked it up the stairs only to be dragged back down.

"You will respect me! I am your father, and you will NOT disobey me! Understood?" The blonde whimpered and nodded. The older man let go of the younger's collar. "No go to your room." Draco ran up the stairs and slammed his door shut. They heard a few crashes and bangs but paid no attention.

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The blonde lifted his hands from his head and looked around the room. Anything that could be broken was, anything that wasn't was damaged. There were feather's everywhere, pieces of wood and clothes scattered. The only things that were not ruined were his broom, trunk and the shirt he accidently grabbed instead of his.

He leaned over and balled up Harry's shirt, lying down on the bed, the material pressed to his bare chest. He let the sobs flow free until he came up with an idea. It was perfect.

He quickly checked his room before finding his torn parchment and a quill, dipping it in the inky carpet and began to write.

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A few days letter the blonde got his response.

Malfoy,

Alright, but if you hurt him one more time, I'll hex your balls off myself. I have talked to the head of the house and he has reset the wards. Poly juice yourself or something, I don't want him knowing till the end.

You better not fuck up;

H.J. Granger.

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Harry sighed as the wedding guests arrived. He smiled at some of the family member's introducing himself as Barny. He rolled his eyes when Fred and George ran off to greet some of Fleur's cousins.

"Why hello ladies!" Fred said offering his hand to a blonde girl, who accepted, George taking the taller's hand.

"And what are your names?" George asked. The one holding his hand spoke first.

"Too old for you, and zis is my baby sister, her name is 'urt her and you die."

"Anasks, I can stand up for myself." She turned to Fred giving him a half smile. "My name is Danny and zat is Anasks."

"Yea and I'm Alex, and those are my sisters." The twins jumped and looked behind at the redhead wearing thick glasses. "I may be geeky but I can kick your asses."

"Alex! Stop scaring away my potential dates! You too Anasks! I'm seventeen not seven!" they sighed. And put their hands up in defence.

"Hey! Fred George!" They turned and gawked.

"Creevey what are you doing here?"

"I'm dating Fleur's cousin, and its Dennis, not Colin, notice the lack of camera?" They smirked.

"Which one are ya dating?" Noah slid his arm around his boyfriend causing him to blush. They twins blinked but smiled. "Ah alright, cute couple!" He stopped when another Noah stepped beside the first.

"Ha-ha! Twins!" George yelled smirking. Mike beamed.

"I know right? It's really weird though because we're not really all that much alike. I'm sportier and he's bookish, I'm hyper and he sits on his arse-"

"I do not!" he pulled his arm away and glared at his twin. "You're the one who sits on their ass! I'm on a soccer team, football, volleyball and quidditch! You sit watching from the stands YAWNING!" The redheaded twins snickered.

"Please don't start fighting now!" Alex pleaded, rubbing his temples. Danny's arm brushed Georges and she gasped, jumping away, holding the spot that had touched him.

"Anasks? Anasks!" She turned to her.

"What?"

"I need to speak to you NOW!" she grabbed her elder sister's arm, dragging her off.

"What?"

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They strained their ears to hear, watching the older sister jump up and down with joy, Danny smacking her arm, and then flailing hers around rapidly, fear etched in her eyes. Anasks dragged her off to an even older woman and started jumping up and down, the youngest hiding her face from the staring crowd. Gabrielle ran over to listen in and Danny groaned.

Gabrielle said something and Anasks pointed to Fred and George, the bride to be sister's eyes widening before she too was jumping up and down. The oldest smiled and hugged her daughter turning to Gabrielle.

The young girl nodded and pulled her towards Mr. Weasley, Danny following reluctantly. Mrs. Weasley joined them and listened, dropping her tea cup and fainting.

Just so you know Draco's parents do become more understanding later on. I promise.