Here it is the last chapter.

Because of the excitement this sneak peak is smaller than usual . . .

Summer was edging closer and the graduation was a few days away. Colin started to hyperventilate and Seamus turned to his blonde fiancé and raised a brow.

"Why are you nervous? You're not graduating."

"Yea but you are Seamus!" Colin said, lip starting to tremble. The brunettes eyes widened and he rubbed the smaller's back. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Damn emotional people."

"HEY!" Seamus stood and glared. Colin slid his fingers between the older's and yanked his arm, making him sit. Colin grinned and sat on his lover's lap, pouting again. "Ok, why are you so upset Cols?"

"You're graduating and leaving me here." The blonde mumbled lip trembling. Seamus' eyes widened and he pulled the smaller to him.

"Oh Colin! I'm not leaving you here!"

"Technically you are"

"Draco!" Harry smacked him upside the head glaring at the grinning Slytherin.

TO: MeredithEllen

Draco lied and Blaise told the truth but he did not send the photos, you never find out who did.

ALSO! Here is where you find out what made Seamus so upset and please don't kill me!

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, BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.

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

. . . Story Begins. . .

Seamus woke up and stretched. He reached his arm out towards the other but froze. The brunette sat bolt up and looked around the room. Colin wasn't in there. The older boy paid no thought to any surroundings, just tossed his blanket off, pleased that he was at least in his boxers, and walked quickly out of the bedroom.

He sighed when he heard the shower and headed over to the washroom. He raised his hands and knocked tentatively. "Colin?" There was no answer.

Seamus furrowed his brow, summoning his wand just in case. "Colin!" Still no answer. He sighed and raised his wand, muttering a spell and listened when the door clicked and opened slightly. He took a deep breath and opened the door. A strangled cry left his lips and all the air whooshed out of him.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Harry turned to Hermione. He was sitting, knees to his chest on his bed.

"It's Seamus and Colin Harry. There's been an . . . incident." Green eyes looked at her, almost uncaring. She glared and whacked his head.

"OW!"

"Look, it's Christmas, and just because you're having troubles with Draco doesn't mean you can ignore the rest of us!" He flinched and looked away, rubbing his head. "Colin's in St. Mungos." Harry's head shot up. In an instant he was up and fully dressed running down the stairs. He went straight to the floo without any explanation to anyone.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Seamus squeezed the unconscious boy's hand, eyes roaming the other angelic face. He had a potion that was helping him breathe and Seamus felt so damn stupid!

"Seamus?" the brunette looked over his shoulder and nodded before turning back to his lover. Harry walked to the other man and pulled up a chair rubbing his back. Blue eyes water and he looked down at his and Colin's hand.

"What happened?" the younger whispered, looking to his Irish friend.

"How could I have been so stupid? I should have woken up when he moved! Hell when the shower turned on!" Tears sprung to his eyes and he closed them, letting out a shaky breath.

"Seamus?"

"He attempted suicide." Harry's eyes widened and he cleared his throat.

"Do-does Dennis and Mrs. Creevey know?" Seamus shook his head no. "You should tell them."

"I know." He had yet to really look away from Colin. "I brought him straight here and floo called Hermione, but I don't really remember doing it." Harry nodded.

"I'll watch him, you should go get them." Seamus whimpered and shook his head. "They need to hear it from you." The blue eyed boy slowly stood and leaned over his young man, kissing his forehead before walking to the floo. They should both be at Ms. McGee's by now.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Dennis, Noah, Mrs. Creevey and Mrs. McGee all jumped when the fireplace erupted.

"Seamus!" Colin's mother said happily. The smiles wiped off of all their faces when he looked up and cleared his throat. "Where's Colin?"

"He's ah," His voice cracked and he closed his eyes. "He's in a wizarding hospital."

"W-what?" Dennis said, Noah squeezing his hand. "Why?"

"It's a long story." The brunette said, fidgeting.

"Tell me after I see my baby!" Mrs. Creevey stood and pulled her mother up whilst Noah, albeit a little more gently, helped Dennis up. They Floo'd there in no time at all, the nurse's eyes widening at the muggles. "Scold me later! In want to see my son!"

"This is the Creeveys" Seamus said, looking away. He led them to Colin's room and stood back, as the family walked quickly over to the small boy. Noah and Harry stood beside Seamus and both rubbed his back. Mrs. Creevey spoke up, teary eyed from the bed.

"What happened?"

"You know about Veela's and mate's right?" She nodded at him. "Well this guy, Alex,"

"I've met him." Mrs. Creevey whispered.

"Right, I remember, but he's a Veela too."

"His mother told me." She grasped her son's hand.

"Yes well, Colin was his mate." Seamus had yet to look up from the floor. "The Veela in him tried to force Colin to accept him, but he refused."

"Did he put my baby here?" Ms. McGee mother rubbed her back, Harry still rubbing circles on Seamus'

"No. Alex started to get a little out of hand and used his charm to talk Colin into bed with him." The blonde woman stiffened eyes hardening. "Last night he actually managed to sleep with him." Mrs. Creevey felt a tear run down her cheek and the Irish man's lip trembled. "When I woke up this morning he was in the washroom, in the bathtub, shower going but . . ."

"But what?" Dennis asked eyes looking a little hollow. Noah walked over and pulled him up into a hug, whispering in his ear and kissing his cheek, nuzzling his neck. They knew it was his Veela trying to comfort him.

Seamus walked over and ran his fingers along one of the bandaged wrists. "I should have woken up."

"Seamus Finnigan." He looked up at Ms. McGee. "Don't you blame yourself for this." The brunette nodded and sat in one of the chairs, reaching over to brush stray strands from the pale boy's face. He ran his hand through the still damp hair and scratched his scalp, receiving no reaction from the other.

The fire place erupted and Mrs. Finnigan stepped out, Hermione right behind her. She quietly walked over, Mrs. Creevey looking at her strangely. The brunette woman was soon accompanied by a blonde man. Both looked down and blinked the tears back before gripping Seamus' shoulder. Said boy turned around and a sob escaped him, body shaking.

"It's alright," The brunette woman told him. The man gave his son a sad smile and rubbed his back.

"I'm not going home mum. I-I- I can't-"

"I know." She whispered, kissing his cheek. "Stay here as long as you need, I talked to the medi witches downstairs." Seamus nodded and turned back to Colin. The remainder of Christmas stayed that way.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

It was April and still no movement from Colin. Seamus had to start leaving when he went to work. After he would shower and change before going back to Saint Mungos to look after Colin.

Draco had yet to make any sort of contact with Harry as well.

On an upside, Alex had slowly started taking a liking to another boy, his mind becoming his own again. Noah and Dennis' bond had gotten stronger and Ron and Hermione we're getting very very close. Ginny had started seeing Mike Anderson and Anasks and Charlie we're expecting their first child.

But the war was approaching and they all knew it.

As it was, Alex and Fred where playing a game of chess, the latter getting a little annoyed that Alex was so damn good at it.

"How the hell do you do it?" Alex laughed when Fred practically shouted at him.

"Easy, I'm a genius!" The older redhead smacked his arm, glaring.

"Let's sit on the couch for a bit, you're making my brain hurt." Fred murmured. The green eyed boy smirked and nodded, following him to the couch. They talked for a while before they realized how close they had gotten. They locked eyes and Alex was surprised when the older man leaned closer, noses bumping slightly.

Alex closed his eyes and pressed their lips together, a jolt running through him. He moaned and fisted the others shirt, mouth opening up for him. They sat there for a while, just kissing. That's how Mr. Weasley found them and sighed.

"Well, at least it's not George." Fred stiffened and Mr. Weasley gave him an unamused look. "I don't care that you two are . . . involved . . . but can you find a less populated area to do this in?" The older man turned and walked away, leaving an embarrassed Fred and a smirking Alex.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The war had come and it was far harder than they thought. Seamus had kissed Colin hard on the mouth, tears falling and praying he'd live to see the blonde wake.

Harry and the others fought together, side by side. He was momentarily shocked when he saw rushes of blonde hair, three blondes with the same platinum locks.

Draco was fighting his father, the mother looking at them with shock. Ginny was fighting Bellatrix and everyone froze when Mrs. Weasley stepped in, taking the younger woman's life, Ms. Narcissa Black looking almost proud.

Draco was tossed back but Harry couldn't keep watching he had to find Voldemort.

Charlie was fighting; he saw when he ran past, Anasks most likely at home by Charlie's persistent request. Danny, George, Fred and Alex fought side by side. Noah and Dennis were locked up at home, unable to fight because of their age; the younger kept the shorter very busy in the mean time.

It went on for hours, bodies falling left and right. A wall had fallen on Fred and Alex yelled, shoving the remains away and helping the other up, looking worriedly at the broken arm.

Then he saw him, Voldemort. They fought for a long time before Harry was finally hit with a killing curse. Moments after Mouldy butts victory dance, Harry sat up and yelled the curse at him. Everyone froze as the dark lord tumbled to the ground.

The war was won. Death eaters fled and the good side that remained made their way to the great hall. Danny helped with medical attention, her first priority being George. At the far table Draco sat between his parents, the two adults looking at one another longingly before Mr. Malfoy took her hand and kissed it.

Harry didn't approach. The war was won, but that didn't mean he wanted to see that pompous arse.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The summer was long and Harry sighed when his 18th birthday came. He was going to return to Hogwarts in September.

Seamus had called earlier to report no change on Colin. He still lay in the same position, seven months after his attempted suicide. They said he hit his head rather hard on the way down. He was standing when he attempted it.

They would not meet up again until the train ride back to Hogwarts, one month later. Teddy, Tonks and Lupin's child surprised everybody when his hair would randomly go green, making his parents smile. Lupin was just happy his son didn't receive his wolf traits.

. . . . . . .

~Fin

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Uh oh for Draco and Harry!

See? Promised I wouldn't kill Colin! I just put him in a coma for a while . . . or longer? . . . You'll see! MWUAHAHA!

If you have me on Alert you will receive the notification when I post the sequel, probably in and around next weekend, if you don't then look for my sequel. I hope you will all join me and enjoy the next 'book'

I do take into account all of your suggestions. I've tried my best to add bits I thought you would enjoy.

Also my sequel has nothing to do with any book it's based on their return to Hogwarts to redo their 7th year. Everyone is repeating the year so there are double the numbers of first years.

Please enjoy and join me in:

Harry Potter and the Turbulent Years

Coming soon to a page near you . . .

This will be the FINAL 'book'.