Rating: R

Warnings: Course Language, Anal, Male/Male, Sexual Situations, Rape, Uncomfortable Situations, Violence, Eating Disorders, BDSM, Suicide Attempts, Oral Sex, HPDH Spoilers, Mpreg

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE— Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Seamus/Colin (Colin Seamus), Dennis/Noah (Noah/Dennis), Charlie/Seamus (Seamus/Charlie), Mike/Ginny, Fred/Mike

. . . Story Begins . . .

"Alexander James Anderson?" He looked up at her and raised a brow, Colin holding his breath. "I've got a reply to whether or not you're going to live."

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Noah shivered as Dennis crawled on top of him. "I've brought something here last time I came over in case we needed it." He said quietly.

"Look we can't have sex though." Noah bit his lip and looked away.

"Why not?" Dennis asked a bit put out.

"B-because male Veela's can get pregnant." He sighed. The older stiffened.

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Yes!" Noah gaped at him.

"Well yes right now it's not the best but still!" He grinned and walked over to Noah's dresser, opening up a box on top of it and pulling out one of the packages. "Here, this can stop me from impregnating you." He opened the plastic up and took out the rubber material, the smaller making a face and poking it, looking at the older in disbelief. "Trust me." He smiled. "Do you want to . . ."

"Have you fuck me?" He stated bluntly, making his mate blush a dark red. "Stop turning the colour of your house and kiss me Dennis." He said smirking. The shorter gave a huge grin and dove forwards bringing their mouths together, setting the package aside. Dennis pulled back and sat up, tugging the other's bottoms off followed by his own. "Will it hurt?"

"It could for a bit." He said quietly. "But you didn't really hurt me."

"True." He smiled and bit his lip, watching the smaller pick the condom up. "Can I?"

"Y-yeah, definitely." He smiled and handed it to the smaller. "Place it at the top of my . . ."

"Erection?" The younger snickered as his mate turned an even darker shade of red.

"Y-yeah, and then roll it down." He mumbled, watching the taller. Noah gently gripped his shaft, blue eyes sliding shut momentarily, and started to roll the rubber down until it hit the base of his lover's shaft.

"now what?"

"Do you have lube?" The younger raised his brow.

"Dating someone like you, hell yes." He chuckled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dennis cocked his head to the side, confused.

"It means I spend a lot of the time wanking when you're not here."

"Oh." Dennis blushed again, feeling a sense of pride. Noah handed him the lube and he squirted it on his hand, spreading it along his fingers and adding a bit to his member before shuffling closer, the younger laying down, relaxed and watching him.

The older bit his lip and carefully pushed the first finger into the younger. Noah shivered and nodded, Dennis pumping his hand and adding a second. He crawled up the other, attaching their mouths and spreading his finger's, the boy beneath him flinching slightly. He deepened the kiss and hands slipped around his shoulders and into his hair, tangling into the strands.

Dennis carefully added a third finger, Noah's breath hitching slightly. "F-fuck you're tight." He gave a strangled laugh, the smaller raising a brow and clenching, smirking when his lover's eyes rolled, a groan slipping out.

"I'm ready Dennis." He said softly. The older swallowed and nodded moving up and pressing the head of his erection at the smaller's entrance, pushing forwards. A pained gasp left the smaller and Dennis stiffened.

"Should I stop?"

"No, it's alright, keep going." He pulled the older down until his lips were pressed to the sensitive spot on Noah's neck. Dennis took the hint and gently sucked on the patch of skin, sliding farther into the younger. Noah closed his eyes and bit his lip concentrating on the pleasure on his neck, sending shivers down his spine as the shorter bit and pulled the skin between his teeth.

"A-almost there." Dennis informed, letting out a low moan when he slipped into the hilt. The younger stayed still and forced himself to relax, hot, shaky breaths beating on his neck. Noah rubbed his lover's back, nodding at him.

I'm alright." He pushed down and Dennis groaned lifting his head to watch the younger as he carefully pulled out, slowly pushing back in. He moaned and shivered. It had been a long time since the incident with Colin. Slowly he picked his rhythm up, pushing in a bit harder each time, nails lightly digging into his back, brilliant blue eyes half lidded. "Please?" Dennis nodded and bucked forwards, the younger tossing his head back and crying out, arching up into the smaller.

"Again?" Dennis asked quietly receiving a frantic nod. The older grinned and thrust into the sandy blonde, creating a quick pace. He shivered when cool sweat slid down his back, their mouths ghosting together, hot breath mingling, tongues darting out every so often.

"Sh-shit!" Noah moaned and pushed down, digging his nails into the smaller's shoulders.

"O-ow! Noah!" He glared and the younger gave him a sheepish look. Dennis gave a particularly hard jab to the other's prostate, smirking when he watched the French boys eyes roll. Noah shot him a nasty look and clenched. "Ah!" Dennis' arms gave out and he shivered violently, moaning and reaching down, grasping the younger's shaft, pulling it in time with his thrusts. Noah cried out and arched high dragging his nails down the smaller's back, teeth biting and pulling at his junction.

Tingles shot through the sandy blonde and he let out a whimper. "D-Dennis!" He groaned out, panting heavily. "I-I can't! I'm –I- I'm gonna cum!" The older moaned and nodded the boil spreading through his body. He jerked the smaller faster and Noah let out a scream, exploding between them, clenching down hard. Dennis threw his hips forwards as hard and fast as he could jumping when the bed moved.

"Sh-shit!" He cried out and came with a yelp, the bed legs snapping at the front, shoving him forwards and into Noah even deeper whilst he came. Both let out heavy pants and laughed.

"I'm so going to get in shit for this." Noah chuckled. He felt a weird sensation in his arse and shrugged it off. "So . . . now what?"

"Eurm . . . we find another bed to sleep in?" Dennis snickered and Noah chuckled, shaking his head. Both stood up and stretched, grabbing the blankets and a pillow, heading to Noah's window seat, which was more of a bed. Dennis put the blanket down so it was almost like a sleeping bag and slid in, tapping his chest. Noah smiled and crawled beside his naked lover, placing his head on the older's chest. He shifted uncomfortably. "What is it?"

"Something's sliding down my thigh." He mumbled. Dennis had thrown the condom out on the way over and bit his lip.

"Right, you're probably bleeding, I would have used a cleaning charm but we're underage."

"It's alright, I don't mind showering with you tomorrow morning."

"Mmm I'm glad."

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Charlie let out a sigh and rubbed Seamus' back again, the younger staring down at the chessboard between him and Ron.

"Why do you always have to beat me! That's the sixth time!"

"Eighth actually." Charlie snickered, his brother grinning. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned a page in her book.

"You do realize my brother is possibly dying in the next room right?" Mike snapped, glaring.

"Oh shut up!" Ginny yelled at him.

"I wasn't even talking to you!" He yelled back. She stormed over and he stood his ground, narrowing his eyes.

"Good because I never want you to talk to me again!" She hollered, poking him.

"Fine!" He growled back, eyes reddening.

"What are you going to cry now? Because I dumped you?" she shoved him. "You were making out with my brother!"

"At least I didn't fuck him like you did with Dean." He froze, eyes widening. A crack filled the room along with his yelp, a hand colliding with his cheek. "Ginny I'm sorry!"

"No, it's fine." She ground out, a smirk forming. "He's a better lay than you ever will be!" The men in the room flinched and Mike looked away.

"Y-you shagged my sister?" Ron barked.

"No." Mike grumbled.

"He kept fucking staling! At least now I know why! You're a goddamn pouf!"

"I am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Then why are you fucking snogging my brother?" She challenged and he stared at her, silent tears falling down the stunned face.

"I-I don't know! It just sorta happened!"

"Yeah I'm so sure!" She shoved him again and he glared.

"Maybe if you weren't so caught up with staring in a mirror I would have been snogging you! Face it Gin! You were ignoring me so yeah, I kissed Fred but at least I got some sort of a positive response from him!"

"What the fuck!" Ginny had gone red in the face by now. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"It means you're a narcissistic bitch!" He shouted, the other's gaping. They had never heard Mike say more than eight words without Noah around and here he was, screaming and cursing! "Everything has to be about you or you're not interested!"

"That's not true!"

"YES IT IS" He clenched his fists, her brothers watching carefully.

"At least I'm not a goddamn druggie who's addicted to pain!" She glared. He froze and let out a dry laugh, shaking his head and relaxing his hands.

"No, you're something much worse. You're a home-wrecking whore that will spread her legs for anyone willing enou-" He flinched when a fist hit him this time, her eyes watering, He continued to look at the ground to the side of him, the silent tears still falling.

"Go to hell Mike. Have fun snogging my brother!" she shoved past and he wiped his cheeks, one of them going purple. He looked up and bit his lip, eyes locking with the unamused one's of Fred. The Weasley boys slowly moved in, circling him.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Ron ground out. "Making accusations like that about our little sister!"

"Ronald!"

"Fuck off Mione!" She gaped and glared. Mike stared at the ground, his shoulders shaking.

"Where the fuck do you get off saying that shit eh? Where did you even pull it from? Your arse?" George barked out.

"Answer him!" Fred warned. A sob left the smallest.

"You try walking in on the person you love getting fucked by one of your best mates!" His voice cracked and raised a few octaves. "Try having it happen four times!" He tried to push past and Ron shoved him back.

"Enough Ron." Charlie ground out, Seamus tangling their fingers together, pulling him away.

"No! He's a fucking liar! Gin isn't like that!"

"Yes she is!" His voice was abnormally high, his lip trembling, cheeks red and wet, shoulders shaking violently. Ron growled and his fist collided with the younger's nose, a crack and a yell sounding out.

"Ron!" Fred barked, pushing Mike behind him when his brother went for another swing.

"What? You're going to protect that pouf after what he said about Ginny?"

"Ron." Charlie warned, George, tangling his fingers with Danny, leading her away and stopping her from trying to go to her brother.

"Yeah, I am going to protect him because Ginny has been awfully friendly with just about every guy she meets!" Mike was still sobbing behind him.

"I get it." Ron said glaring. "You've gone all gay over Mikey boy there. Fine. Whatever!" he shoved past, Fred making sure to stay between Mike and Ron, a promise directed at the younger from the pissed off redhead. "Watch your back Anderson." Fred sighed and turned to Mike when Ron left.

"Let me see." He grumbled, cupping the smaller's chin.

"I'm fine." He turned and backed away.

"No you're not."

"How would you know?"

"Don't you take this out on me!" Fred said sternly. Mike sniffed and looked at his feet.

"Sorry." The taller sighed and pulled the shaking boy to him, wrapping his arms around the broadening shoulders and squeezing him.

"It's alright. Now let me and Danny have a look ok?" The smaller just nodded and relaxed his shoulders as Danny healed his face, Fred rubbing his back. The door opened and the witch stepped out, a stressed look on her face.

"I'm here to inform you about whether or not Mr. Anderson is going to die . . ."