What If Ch 24 Oh not again!, a harry potter fanfic

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 . . .

"I heard you in the girl's dorm and Draco heard you from outside the common room." Hermione stated. "Three classes over."

"Oops?" He blushed and cleared his throat. "Anyways I need to get some potions."

"Why?" Malfoy pressed.

"Because I wasn't kidding when I said he couldn't handle it." Alex turned and walked off. He felt like shit. There was no way they could shag this coming weekend. Hell he wasn't sure he was ever going to shag him again. He'd just have to cancel this weekend. Colin won't die or get ill from no sexual contact, just frustrated to no end really. He would be too and the Veela would be pissed but he couldn't shag Colin like that again in two days from now!

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Colin blushed and buried his head in his pillow. This was beyond embarrassing. Alex rolled his eyes.

"Please it's not the first time my face and fingers have been this close to your arse."

"That's not the point." He mumbled, the pillow muffling it. Alex raised his brow and continued to rub the thick substance along his lover's entrance. The smaller hissed and pouted.

"We can't have sex again later can we?"

"Sure, I'm just not penetrating you." He mumbled.

"Then how are we going to shag?"

"You'll see." He whispered, pressing a kiss to his lover's thigh.

Colin frowned and hissed, the taller supporting him as he limped to the table, Alex with a smug look on his face. The rest of the hall stared either amused, confused or disgusted. He helped the shorter sit down and took his seat next to him, a hand on his lower back.

An owl flew in and dropped an envelope in front of Seamus who gave a bright smile. He picked it up and pulled out the letter.

"You two still dating?" Ron grumbled, an owl dropping a note at the Hufflepuff table, Mike picking it up with a grin as Ron talked with Seamus.

"Of course!"

"Not for long." Ron muttered.

"What's that supposed to mean."

"Charlie's a bigger tramp than Ginny is" He looked making sure she didn't hear.

"Well not with me."

"That's what you think." He rolled his eyes. "Extra friendly with other guys, unnecessary touches, whispering back and forth." The younger's heart sped up and his breath caught. "The biggest hint is if he takes extra shifts, that's how you really know." Seamus slammed his fork down and grabbed his letter, leaving the great hall, Colin casting a worried glance. Alex tightened his arm and gave him a warning glare.

"I have to see if he's alright!"

"You only have me until tomorrow at noon Colin." He muttered.

"But-"

"Fine." He stood the smaller's breath leaving him.

"Alex don't!"

"You always need to make sure he's alright before me. Just . . . just go see him like you always do." He stalked off gracefully, a venomous look in his eyes. He went straight to Gryffindor common room and up to Colin's dorm, grabbing his things and jamming them back into his bag.

Colin hissed and whimpered when he tried to stand and follow the older.

"Colin you should sit for a bit."

"No I have to go or he'll leave!" He forced himself up and bit his cheek, making his way as fast as he could. He cried out and leaned against the wall, pain shooting through his lower back and up his spine, his arse sore as hell. He felt something warm trickle down his leg and cursed, trying to force himself back up the stairs, calling out for Alex. Fuck it hurt!

Alex yelped and grabbed his chest by his heart, following the pull he made it down three flights of stairs and froze, his mate curled into a ball, sobbing.

"Colin!" He slid next to him. "You did not try to walk all the way here!"

"I d-d-don't want you t-t-to leave!" He cried out.

"God I hope I don't get caught." He grumbled, slipping his hand down the back of the smaller's slacks, cursing when quite a bit of it came back red. "Alright." He sighed and picked the smaller up bridal style. "You're a bloody wanker!"

"Literally." Colin gave a dry chuckle and Alex glared.

"This isn't funny Colin William Creevey!" He snapped his beak, the smaller shrinking back and looking away.

"Sorry. I just really didn't want you to leave!" He frowned and pressed his head against the taller's bicep, one hand sliding up to play with the hairs on the nape of the taller's neck.

"Look I want you to rest and I'll bring some dinner up alright? Just us." He pressed their lips together, entering the common room and heading up the stairs.

"You're really strong aren't you? And athletic."

"You're just noticing this now?" He raised his brows, placing the smaller down on the bed.

"Take your shirt off?"

"Ah no, not till you've eaten because I know damn well where this will lead." He lightly poked the smaller's nose and headed out, jogging down to the kitchens and grabbing some of Colin's favourite foods and beverages, he'd eat later. They walked back to his lover's room and smiled. "Alright, you need to eat, then strip for me love so I can reapply the medicine."

"O-ok." Colin looked at the food and a huge smile broke out. He ate a few black grapes followed by chicken, corn and mashed potatoes, downing a jug of juice.

"Hungry much?" Alex laughed and kissed his temple.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Later." He smiled.

"Please!"

"I'm not hungry right now." Alex tugged the smaller's shirt up and off.

"What have you had to eat today?"

"What is this? The fifth degree?" He raised his brow and the smaller stiffened.

"Please eat Alex, now." He said in a stern voice. The older rolled his eyes and grabbed a grape, plopping it in his mouth. Colin crossed his arms and stared expectantly at him. Alex sighed and chewed and swallowed the grape, eating a couple more. Colin turned to slide his bottoms off but didn't miss the taller vanishing some away from the plate.

"Alrighty, time to fix your arse back up. Hands and knees love." He kissed the smaller's cheek. Colin did as told, listening to the older fumble behind him. "This time I'll do it a bit differently alright?"

"Ok?" He gasped and moaned a long digit slipping into him, gently massaging his prostate as Alex used his other hand to apply the medicine.

Colin shivered and mewled, pants leaving him. The older stopped his ministrations, a distressed cry leaving the smaller. "Why'd you stop?"

"Because." Alex grinned and pressed their lips together. "I'll be right back, and when I come back I promise to take my shirt off alright?"

"OK!" Colin grinned and watched him leave, counted to fifteen then carefully got dressed and followed. "Seamus? Where'd Al go?"

"Bathroom." The older raised his brow.

"Thanks." He slipped into the room and listened, a slight gagging sound being heard. The smaller stared at the stall worried and knocked. "Alex?"

"Colin! What the hell are you doing? You're supposed to be in bed!" Al hissed the toilet flushing. The older stepped out and went straight to the sink, summoning his toiletries and brushing his teeth.

"Alex, are you sick?"

"Just a floo bug love." He kissed the smaller's cheek. "Come on, off to bed now." He led the smaller away and up to their room. True to his word Alex pulled his top off, the smaller smiling and snuggling up next to the older, placing his head on the broad chest. He felt Alex's breath even out after a while and sighed. Why would Alex lie about having a floo bug? He bit his lip.

Alex woke Colin up and helped him get ready for class, leading him to the great hall to have breakfast. The older smiled and watched his lover eat, sipping on some water.

"Cols, love?"

"Yeah?" he smiled, munching on a piece of toast.

"Look, I'm really sorry but I'm not going to make it this weekend alright? I didn't want to tell you last night because I wanted you to be happy."

"W-why?" The smaller's eyes glossed over.

"Business sweetie." He kissed his cheek. "You won't get ill, just rather . . . frustrated. Try not to do anything, no matter how hard it may be ok?" He kissed the smaller gently, leaving him there to stare.

"Shit mate, I'm sorry."

"I'm not upset about him leaving." Cols mumbled to Seamus who raised his brow. "He hides food, exercises twice as much as a normal person, rarely eats and if he does he ends up with 'the floo' later that day."

"You don't think?" The brunette mumbled.

"Oh dear." Hermione frowned.

"I don't know I'm probably just jumping to conclusions again!" He gave a laugh and gathered his things. "So I'll see you guys later!"

Colin bit his lip and shifted on the couch. Today was still Thursday, Al was supposed to come over tomorrow but he wouldn't. He groaned annoyed when he felt the familiar heat, the heat that said 'you need to get laid now'. He sighed and looked up at the others. They were having a party, what with it being the first weekend back and all, but he was going to pass. He wondered if maybe he could be excused from all his classes until Wednesday.

"Cols you coming?" Seamus smiled at him.

"Ah no, I think I'm going to pass." Dennis raised his brow and shrugged.

"You're missing out on all the fun bro."

"Alright, fine." Colin rolled his eyes and stood following the others. However, when he walked through those doors and into the room of requirements he groaned. Dennis grinned and walked briskly up to Noah, mouths attached, hands roaming. The younger chuckled as he was pinned to the wall, the older up on his tip toes.

All around them were lovers being reunited and practically shagging on the floor, other's dancing. "Dance with me?" Seamus asked quietly, a fairly slow song on.

"E-eurm, alright." He let the taller lead him to a more secluded, dark area and he relaxed, wrapping his arms around the older's neck, hands lightly rubbing his waist. It was weird, being able to actually reach his neck without straining his arms like he did with Alex. He sighed and smiled, his head under the older's chin. He liked this part better with Alex, resting his head against the strong chest, large hands slipping around his waist and slightly up his shirt.

"Ehem?" Seamus raised a brow, the smaller blushing and looking down.

"Sorry!" The older chuckled and shrugged.

"S'alright Cols, we all get hard-on's." He lightly rubbed the petite waist. "I kind of miss being dominant." He mumbled sighing and rapping his arms around the smaller. Colin let out a small noise from the back of his throat, his member hardening further, a tingle running along the inside of him.

"S-Seamus?" He mumbled moving closer, pushing his hips into the taller.

"Eurm . . . what are you doing Colin?" The taller pulled back a bit, the smaller whining. "Colin stop it alright?" He pushed him away, a bit nervous. "Is this because you and he haven't shagged?" The smaller whimpered and nodded. "Come on, let's get your mind off of it." He pulled the smaller along and past a few people, taking a bottle of firewhisky with him. Fuck he was gonna need a drink! What on earth are you supposed to do if you're dating but another person you feel deeply for is throwing themselves at you! Is it the same as if Cols was drunk? Would it be considered rape?

He downed the bottle, Colin handing him another, a mischievous look in his eyes.

Harry yawned and stretched sitting up and hissing, taking his hangover potion. He looked around the room and raised his brow at the small clothes next to Seamus' bed. "Shit." He breathed out, thinking back to when he and the older got drunk. He crept over to the other bed and pulled the curtains, eyes wide. "Seamus!" He hissed, shaking him, receiving a grunt. "Get up!"

"What?" he muttered, feeling a familiar weight on his chest. He froze and his eyes snapped open, looking down. "Oh not again!" Colin shifted and looked up shuffling closer to the older. "Uh Cols? We have to get dressed, now! You can't tell Charlie! Please!"

"Can't tell him what?" Ron asked, peeking over the other's shoulder. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "You cheated on my brother!"

"I was hammered! I can't remember it!"

"This is why we aren't supposed to drink anymore!" Harry yelled.

"Stop yelling!" Colin's voice broke out. It didn't work. Last night. He got the older drunk as all hell so he'd sleep with him and he was hard again, the tingled worse and an even more unbearable pull in his member. He discretely pushed his pelvic against the older's thigh, the taller stiffening.

"Colin, I need you to get up and get dressed . . . now."