SNEAK PEAK . . . EVEN THOUGH NO ONE READS IT

"HOLY SHIT!" They jumped and looked at him.

"What?" Mike asked. The brunette handed the dirty blonde the photo and Colin watched him blanch. "That's not good."

"What's wrong?" Colin asked. Johnny and Nick leaned over and their mouths dropped. Mike handed the moving picture over to the youngest. The blonde took it and looked down, his eyes widened.

In the photo was Mike who had another boy pressed against the wall, tongue down his throat, hands in his hair, and rubbing together. Mike moved down and began biting and sucking the smaller boy's neck with no mercy, when he started to do that, the boy's face was revealed. That boy was Colin. Blue eyes slid shut and he bit his lip.

"This is why I don't drink!" Colin slammed the photo down and stood up, walking off. On the way out they all jumped when the young blonde's fist collided with the wall before throwing the room of requirements door open and spinning, looking at them. "I'm supposed to meet Seamus in three hours. If I have marks, this is not going to go well!"

He concentrated and the room gave him a mirror. He pulled his shirt collar aside and made a small noise at the back of his throat. The blonde yanked his shirt off, momentarily surprising his classmates with his build and turned to face them. His neck and chest were covered in love bites and hickeys.

"I'm fucked!" Colin cried, yanking his shirt back on.

"Well it's cold; you could wear a sweater and a scarf?" Johnny offered. Mike froze and pulled his shirt off.

"Uh Colin I think you may have had a little too much fun yourself." The blonde looked over and closed his eyes. He fisted his hand in his hair and yelled, startling most of the room awake.

"FUCK!" he stopped. "Maybe it wasn't me?"

"I think," Nick started, "That this photo kinda says you did. And that's not all you did." The blonde slid his eyes shut and put his hand out taking the photo from him. Colin looked down and cried out, looking away. That was more than definitely his marks on Mike.

In the picture it looked as if Colin was trying to devour Mike . . . and it didn't help that it ended with the older boy's cock in his mouth!

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. . .

Seamus pulled Colin towards him and the blonde snuggled into the warmth. The brunette stayed up a little longer, sobs wracking his body until he fell asleep.

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Draco shifted and groaned. He was hard and he knew it. However he was shocked fully awake when his member was consumed in immense heat. He cried out and opened his eyes, shivering at the sight.

Potter smirked from above him and pounded his hips down, ridding Draco hard. It didn't take either of them an overly long time to climax and they sighed in content.

"Mmm, Marry Christmas to you too love." The blonde mumbled pulling the younger boy to his chest.

"We should get dressed." Harry said into the others torso, their bodies flushed.

"Why?"

"I wanna open up my presents!" Draco laughed at the excited brunette.

"Alright, come on you over grown four year old, let's open the presents." Harry grinned and dressed quickly. He grabbed a pair of sweat pants, Draco looking at them slightly disturbed and the blonde rolled his eyes.

"I'm kinda cold alright? Grimmauld is freezing!" The brunette warned. Draco sighed and grabbed a pair of slacks. Harry pulled one of Draco's few hoodies on and grinned at him, the blonde raising a brow before pulling a different one on.

Harry ran down the stairs trying to speed the blonde up. Draco walked leisurely into the drawing room. Currently sitting in there were the Weasley twins, Ron, Hermione and Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.

Lupin and Tonks said they were spending it with Nymphadora's family. George mentioned that he had to leave in about an hour to go to another Christmas gathering and they all just rolled their eyes at him.

Presents were passed around everyone opening them eagerly. One was addressed to both Harry and Draco and the twins grinned at them.

"Uh, I think I'll open this later." Harry said setting it aside.

"Good idea mate." Fred said smirking, his mother glaring at him. Draco picked up a small box and Harry shook his head at it.

"Open it later ok? Just you and me." The blonde raised a brow.

"Fine, same goes for mine then."

"Fine." They smiled and lightly pressed their lips together. Mrs. Black came down and smiled at them, Draco giving her a present and her giving him one, kissing one another cheeks. She smiled at Harry and held a wrapped present up. He looked at her surprised before taking it.

"You both have the same present." She said sipping her tea. "Open it!" Draco laughed at his mother's eagerness and the two boys opened their gifts. Both gasped and looked up at her in shock, she just smiled. "I had a few people follow you around." She said with a shrug.

The present was a picture frame and inside was no ordinary photo. The photo was of their first dance last night. They saw the love in the photo between them and blushed. Draco leaned over and pressed his lips to Harry.

Both jumped when the fire roared and a package, a thick one, flew out. Draco picked it up and raised a brow, handing it to Harry. The brunette red the front and shrugged.

"Alrighty then, see you in a while I guess."

"Ok, try and be quick." The blonde said kissing his cheek as the young man walked off. He went up to their room and sat on the bed, re-reading the front of the large envelope.

To Mr. Harry James Potter

To be viewed in private

Have a great Christmas,

~Anonymous~

Harry ripped the top of the envelope open and pulled out a stack of pictures, all different sizes. He looked down and his chest clenched. He shifted through a few and looked away, fury and betrayal running through his veins. He grabbed the package and stomped down the stars, glaring at his lover. "I fucking trusted you!" Green eyes watered and Grey ones looked at him confused.

"What on earth are you talking about lo-"

"Don't even dare call me that! I'm not your love!" Draco's eyes widened and his breathing caught. By now all the eyes around looked back and forth nervously.

"Ok, what did I do?" Draco asked. Harry glared and whipped the photos at him.

"Can't say those are from the room of requirement now can you?" Harry growled at him, his eyes watering. Draco stiffened and the others gasped. "You said it was only me and Nott! But what Blaise showed me that day was true! Wasn't it?" Draco looked at the young man's angry eyes. "ANSWER ME!"

"Harry I-"

"No, I don't want to hear it!" His eyes tearing up to the point he could barely see and he looked away. "I want you gone by this afternoon." Draco let out a chocking noise and closed his eyes, lip trembling. "I mean it." The brunette turned and walked out. Draco looked at the scattered photos starting from their fourth year, his 'partners'. There was one photo that stood out the most and he closed his eyes and whimpered.

It was a picture of him being pinned to a wall by an older man, half naked and only a week old. But it honestly wasn't what it looked like. He was being mugged! Not that Harry would believe him. A sob left his chest as he gathered the photos, counting as he went. Twenty three photos, twenty three people since fourth year, Harry included.

He walked up the stairs listening to the sobs of his boyfriend emitting from the washroom. He gathered his things quickly and let out a dry sob. He reached down on the floor; picking up one of Harry's much worn shirts and shoved it in his suitcase.

He went to the washroom door, ten minutes later, finished packing and knocked.

"Piss off!" The brunette's voice was raw and cracked.

"Please?" Draco whispered.

"Go away!" His voice was pained and unnaturally high.

"Harry-"

"Beat it already!" The brunette yelled. He felt two hands on his shoulders and looked at the twins.

"Harry just listen to me-"

"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!" Something went bang and the blonde winced looking away. The twins squeezed his shoulders.

"We'll talk to him, but for now, you may want to go, take this with you." Fred said handing him a small package. Draco nodded and turned thumping down the stairs and over to the fireplace next to his mother. She looked so pissed with him. He knew she was. They stepped into the fire and stepped out in a hotel in Paris. His mother grabbed his upper arm roughly and dragged him to a secluded area.

"What is wrong with you?" She hissed at him. He looked away. "He was good for you dammit! Why'd you have go and- Oh Draco." The blonde boy had let out a sob and she pulled him to her. They rented a room and settled in. Draco wanted two separate rooms but she said they could get one with two bedrooms. He just nodded.

The blonde sat on his bed and pulled the small wrapped box Fred had handed him. He tore off the paper and looked at the velvet casing. He opened it up and picked up the small note.

Draco,

I know we've had our spats and that I can be a wanker at times, but I hope this will show you just how much you mean to me. I know you hate gushy crap but, I do love you. I want to be with you, grow old with you even! Hell I wanna adopt pesky brats with you, but after I win the war. I'm smirking just so you know, but I'm sure you've already figured that out.

I love you Dray, a lot, and I know it's harder for you to say and that that is one of the reasons you call me love for. Besides, I say it enough for the both of us.

Hope you enjoy the gift.

With LOVE Harry

:D

Draco wiped his eyes and lifted the cotton hiding the gift. His breath caught and his chest constricted. It was perfect.

It was a platinum dragon with a snake wrapped around its back legs and stomach, holding the wings down, both the snake and Dragon facing one another. There was no anger between the two, if anything a look of content. The platinum gift had an emerald for the dragon's eye and a ruby for the snake. He knew automatically why those colours were there. Draco was his Slytherin dragon, green, and Harry the sneaky Gryffindor snake that slithered into his world, red.

He picked it up; it was only about 2" by 2". It was suspended by a silver chain and his eyes watered. He clutched the figures and jumped when they moved. He looked back down and watched the snake Slither all around the dragon, the winged beast watching him, almost with amusement. He hung it around his neck and clutched it to his chest, falling into a fetal position and crying until he passed out, his final thought being 'sorry'.

DON'T KILL ME!

It has to get better if there is a third book right? Which there is . . .