AHHHHHH! I'm SOOO sorry! I had internet but it refused to upload! But I swear I'll update again tomorrow to make it up to you instead of waiting two days. Don't kill m! Lots happen in this chapter so hold on tight; this is where it gets interesting.

Next chapter you find out a bit more about the mystery that is Noah Anderson. So yea, read review and don't kill me!

Love yas!

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, Alex/Colin and possibly more later.

. . . Story Begins. . .

There was a bright green light and the two downstairs jumped, head snapping to the fire place. Green eyes locked with cold grey, a surprised look in the deep orbs of the black haired man.

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Harry narrowed his eyes, storming up to the taller boy, a platinum head looking at polished shoes, hands hung at his sides.

"The fuck Draco?" The blonde sighed and pulled the shorter man into a hug, squeezing him with all his strength. "C-can't breathe!"

"Sorry." He mumbled loosening his arms.

"Don't hug me, I'm mad at you." Harry growled at him. Draco placed a kiss on the other's cheek, locking eyes with Hermione, a pleading look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Harry."

"For cutting of my air tube. For running away and lying to me about being in Paris?" The blonde flinched and tightened his arms a little. Harry glare at the tall boy's shoulder.

"Yeah, all of those. Please Harry." The brunette sighed.

"Let go Draco. If you're still supporting him after what he had done to you then I want you to piss off."

"I don't know who I support. I was brought up knowing nothing but him, then I met you and you were the complete opposite of everything that I was taught. It's confusing. I want to side with you but I can't betray my family." Harry's body relaxed and he slowly lifted his arms, wrapping them around the other. Pale lips pressed to the top of his head before the blonde pulled back.

"So do they know you're here?"

"No, they think I'm with my mother shopping for more robes." Harry nodded. "I've got about an hour. I'll make another excuse sometime this week and come see you again. I promise." Harry nodded again and led the other into the living room, pulling him down onto a couch, Kreacher running around humming, holding the locket and cleaning frantically. Draco raised a brow.

"Can we just cuddle for a little?"

"Malfoy's don't cuddle." Harry pouted and his shoulders slumped. "Alright fine, but tell anyone and I'll strangle you in your sleep!" Harry chuckled before climbing onto the other's lap, head against the hard chest. The blonde wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and sighed, lightly nuzzling him.

They cuddled for a while, Harry fighting sleep. Draco had to leave and Harry pouted, moving off him, sharing a quick, shy kiss before the blonde disappeared.

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"Well? How did it go?"

"Fine M'Lord. He suspects nothing." Voldemort nodded and moved his arm in a gesture to get the young blonde to leave the room. Draco walked up to his mother in the hall and sighed, head against said object.

"Why are you doing this?" Grey eyes turned to his mother.

"I need to make him mad at me. We can't be together. If I get killed and the boy wonder becomes depressed, we are all screwed. Plus I'm arranged to that Greengrass bitch."

"Actually," A deeper voice rang out. The younger turned to his father, a look of confusion written on his face. "It's been called off. She decided she didn't want to be with you, and I told them that was fine since you didn't like her either." Draco's eyes brightened.

"I still expect grandchildren Draco!"

"Yes mother." He said rolling his eyes.

"Draco, after the war-" Lucius said, clearing his throat and whispering. "-when Potter wins, you're free of any sort of arrangement. You can be with whomever you like, boy, girl, black hair, green eyes, whatever you want." Draco raised his brow and beamed, making a strange looking face with that combination.

"Are you telling me to date Potter father?"

"I said no such thing now did I?" Draco smirked.

"No, you didn't" He turned and walked to his room and extra spring in his step. Narcissa smiled at her husband.

"Are you a Malfoy again?" He asked her, averting his eyes.

"We'll see after the war Lucius." He gave a curt nod and turned, walking off to their library.

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Dennis smiled and hugged the tall woman. "Thanks for letting me spend the night."

"Eet vas my pleasure Dennis." She smiled and kissed the top of his head "Noah vill love the surprise. I can't believe you boys are fifteen already!" He smiled "Up you go, you know where 'is room is." Dennis smiled and ran to the stairs, quietly jogging up them. He hadn't been able to see Noah since mid September, it was now late November.

The blonde boy stopped in front of the other boy's door and took a deep breath before knocking. In those two months they had only really sent three owls altogether and nothing else.

"Hang on!" Someone called from inside and Dennis began to fidget. He could hear the footsteps and watched the handle turn. The oak door opened and the young boy thought he might die. "Dennis?" In the midst of his shock he accidentally dropped the towel. His face went beat red and he quickly grabbed it, wrapping the material around his waist. He got taller and stronger in the two months. Dennis hadn't grown. Colin grew an inch, so now he was two inches shorter. He hated being fifteen at four foot eleven.

"Hey." He smiled at the other boy. "Can I come in?"

"Oh! Right, yea." He stepped aside and moved over, the short boy walking in, closing the door behind him. "Not that I'm complaining. But what are you doing here?"

"Missed you. I was told I couldn't go to Hogwarts at the beginning of September, sorry I never told you." Noah shrugged.

"I didn't want to go, what with Snape being the headmaster and everything."

"But all wizards and witches are required to." Dennis looked up at him, confusion in his eyes.

"I know, but Danny and Alex finished their year, and Mike went. I didn't want to leave my mother alone. I got out of it because my mother talked to my father who pulled the right strings I guess you could say." The blonde raised a brow.

"How tall are you now?" Noah blushed. He was still fairly short for a boy of his age, but judging by how much Alex grew and how tall his sisters, Alex, James and his parents were, he could reach six feet!

"About five foot four or so." Dennis smirked. He stepped forwards and laughed when he fit under the other's chin.

"I don't think I'm growling anymore. I was the shortest in the school in first year, and second in the second year. I was seventh shortest when the third year came and last year I was tenth." Noah smiled.

"I like you being short." He squeezed the older boy to his chest, kissing the top of his head. There was a knock on the door and he frowned, holding the other tighter. "Yea?"

"It's Al."

"Kay, come in." The door opened and Dennis almost shit his pants.

"Jeez you got tall! How tall were you before and now?" The redhead raised a brow, glasses in place. He leaned against the door frame, smirking at the other two.

"Five foot five and now I'm five-eleven." Blue eyes bugged.

"Wow! Could you get that tall?" He asked turning back to his boyfriend.

"Yea I could. You've never met my father, he's six four. My moms the same height as Al so it's guarantee I'll be tall." Dennis' mouth hit the floor. "What?"

"I'll be up to your waist!"

"Hey, now that's not necessarily a bad thing."

"ALEX!" Noah grabbed the book off the shelf chucking it at the retreating redheads back, Alex laughing as he dashed out of the room, door closing behind him. He felt nimble fingers slide along his towel and he looked down at the other, stepping back and shrugging. The digits trailed along his stomach; a smile forming on the shorter's face. Noah was still thin, but defiantly a lot stronger now.

He trailed them up the other's sides, smiling when the other would gasp and squirm. Dennis looked up and locked eyes with the other boy, trailing his hand behind the other's head, pulling him down for a kiss. Noah pressed their bodies close together, wrapping his arms around the other boy. He blushed when the towel opened at the back, still pressed against him because of Dennis in front. The blonde smirked and moved his hips back a bit, breaking the kiss when he felt the material hit his socked feet.

He slowly stepped back, taking a long look at the other's body from head to toe. He noted every nook and cranny he could find, mapping it out in his mind. Noah cleared his throat and blushed at him.

"Sorry." The older boy whispered looking away. "You want me to let you get dressed?"

"That would be much appreciated yes." Dennis walked up to him and pulled him down for a chaste kiss before leaving the room.

"Boo." It was monotone and bored but caused the other to jump nonetheless.

"Jerk." Dennis hissed at the smirking redhead.

"He's been doing fairly well with eating I suppose." Alex whispered.

"What do you mean you suppose?"

"Well, he barely eats still, and he has a hard time eating more than three servings a day. You know like three apples are pushing it for him." Dennis sighed and slid down the wall, Alex following suit. "You're helping him. We use to have to give him food supplements and half the time that didn't stay down either."

"Why did he start this?" Alex looked at the other out of the corner of his eye.

"That's not my place to say. Besides, he hasn't told any of us to begin with." The door opened and Noah raised a brow at the two boys sitting across the door.

"Uh, you can come back in now." Dennis stood up and followed the other into his room, closing the door behind him.

"U-uh, Noah?" The other smiled. The older boy cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. "U-uh, eurm, what time is it?" The sandy blonde raised his brow.

"Eight-ish." Dennis nodded looking out the dark window. "But that's not what's bothering you is it?" the smaller boy shook his head, averting his eyes. "Come sit." They walked to the bed, plopping on the edge, Noah pulling the other to his shoulder. "Ok, what's up?"

"Don't get mad ok?" The French boy looked down at his hair quizzically and nodded. "W-why, I mean, I asked Alex but he wouldn't tell me." Noah waited. "W-why did you stop eating before?" The younger boy stiffened, sitting up straight. He took his arm out from around the other and stood up walking to the window.

"Looks like it may rain doesn't it?" Dennis sighed.

"Noah-"

"I don't want to talk about it." He said casting a wary look over his shoulder.

"Well you've gotta talk about it sometime!" Dennis pressed. Noah spun and glared, the smaller's eyes widening and he stepped back.

"No I don't. It's no one's damn business but my own!"

"But Noah-"

"Drop it Dennis." The pale boy narrowed his eyes at the taller boy.

"No."

"What?" Piercing eyes locked with his, darkening slightly.

"I love you and I want to help you."

"Then leave it be! I'm eating again aren't I?" He turned back to the window and gripped the ledge. Alex opened the door.

"Dennis, I think you may want to change the subject."

"GET OUT!" The redhead and young Creevey jumped, looking at Noah.

"Ok, I'm going!" He threw his hands up in defeat and closed the door. Dennis walked over to the other lightly touching his shoulder.

"Noah."

"Let. Go." The older boy looked away and stepped back, head down.

"Why won't you tell me?"

"Oh for fuck sakes! Because it's not your bloody business!" Dennis flinched and Noah growled at the window, hands tightening.

"I just don't get it. I've told you things that were difficult to say, why ca-"

"Out."

"W-what?" The blonde haired boy's eyes widened.

"Get. Out."

"Noah-"

"FUCK OFF!" The sandy blond boy spun and his fist collided with the bookshelf, a loud snap and crack filling the air. The blonde boy backed up and headed towards the door. He grabbed the handle and turned towards the fuming boy.

"I love you." The blonde whispered. Noah closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, pushing away from the shelf and heading to the door that used to join his and James' room. He pulled it open and slammed it behind him. Dennis opened the bedroom door and looked at Alex, pin prickles behind his eyes.

"Just give him some time. He's sensitive about that topic. He won't even tell us what happened. He gets very aggressive when we bring it up." Dennis nodded and walked down the hall, tracing his steps to the foyer. "Where you going?"

"Home." Alex blinked.

"He'll be alright in a bit." Dennis shook his head and kept going. Alexis stepped in front and gave him a sad smile, pulling the small boy to her chest.

"Eet vill be ok. I know 'e can be scary ven 'e is angry. Did 'e 'it anyzing?" Dennis pulled back, a few tears falling and nodded.

"The book shelf." She sighed, Alex's mouth forming a small knowing 'o'.

"Vy don't you try and stay a little longer, I can try to calm 'im down a leetle."

"No, I think I'm just going to go home. I need a bit of time to myself." She nodded and hugged him again before waving goodbye and turning to Alex, a murderous look in her eyes.

"Vere is 'e?"