Payback's a Witch Ch 6 Draville, a harry potter fanfic

TO: SAMHas

Yes, yes I do know I have an unhealthy obsession with Alex, Seamus and Colin ^.^

TO: fanfictionismyaddiction

Of course Seamus only just realized he wants Colin! You always want what you can't have!

Rated R

PAIRINGS-dominant/submissive: Dean/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Neville, Harry/Zach/Ernie, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Pansy/Colin, Blaise/Dennis, Alex/Colin, Draco/Ritchie, Seamus/Owen, Owen/Jimmy

WARNINGS: Course Language, Male/Male, Violence, BDSM, Uncomfortable Settings, Traumatizing Children, Sexual Situations, Anal, Rimming, Fisting, spanking

. . . Enjoy . . .

Draco sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair. He was supposed to go and see Neville two hours ago.

"Dray you alright." He closed his eyes as a hand ran up his back, lips pressing to his neck. "Come on, you're not only just starting to feel guilty are you? You've been cheating on him with me for a month!" Ritchie Coote, a sixth year Gryffindor pointed out.

"I know that!" Draco snapped. "This is the fourth time I've blown him off!"

"So? Come here and maybe I'll blow you off." Malfoy sighed and turned, the tall, lanky boy raising a brow, brown hair tasselled around, dark eyes burrowing into his. Their lips met and Ritchie straddled the taller eagerly.

"I need to go." He pushed the smaller away and quickly got dressed, leaving the room quickly. He jogged down to the library and flinched, Neville still there waiting, a book in his hands, eyes a little teary and a frown on his face. He walked around and up behind the smaller wrapping his arms around the younger. Neville jumped and gasped.

"I'm so sorry I'm late. I left my potions essay to the last minute . . . ok I forgot about it." The smaller chuckled and stiffened briefly. "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing . . . Do you love me?"

"P-pardon!" Malfoy blinked surprised.

"Never mind." The older sighed and turned the brunette's head to his, pressing their lips together, a surprised gasp leaving the younger, some students staring in shock.

"Of course I do." Neville smiled and put his book down.

"Kiss me again then." Their lips met in a heated kiss, the smaller nuzzling the pale neck, trying to ignore the bright red mark on the soft skin that was most definitely not from him.

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Neville sighed and brought his knees to his chest.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked softly.

"I-I think Draco's cheating on me."

"I'm sure you're just over reacting about something." She waved it off. Neville bit his lip thinking back to the hickey and all the times the older was late for their dates, out of breath and slightly dishevelled, not wanting sexual contact for a bit.

"No I really think he's cheating Hermione." He locked eyes with her and hers widened. Neville wasn't being paranoid. "He's three hours late. He was going to meet me here to help me with potions and he hasn't shown." He looked away. "He had a hickey yesterday and it definitely wasn't from me."

"Oh Neville." She frowned.

"I'm just going to go to sleep now."

"Hey where's Nev?" Draco asked jogging into the common room.

"In bed! Where do you think he'd be at two a.m.?"

"Coming from the girl studying in the common room?" He rolled his eyes and headed up to the seventh year boy's dorm. He snuck up to his boyfriend's bed and pulled the curtain back, slipping in and under the covers, guilt over whelming him.

"Draco?" The shorter mumbled out tiredly.

"Hey."

"You're late." The younger yawned and turned his back to him.

"I'm sorry! I fell asleep trying to study!" He curled up behind the other, pressing a kiss to the dark locks.

"G'way."

"No." He pulled the other tight against him. Neville sighed and turned onto his back, lips descending onto his. He opened his mouth up tiredly, tongues twining together.

"I'm too tired for this Draco. Maybe in the morning."

"A-alright. Can I still stay here?"

"I guess." He turned on his side again, the older spooning up behind him, wrapping an arm around the Gryffindor's waist.

Draco yawned and blinked his eyes open, his boyfriend sleeping soundly on his chest. He checked the time and gently shook the smaller.

"Hmm?"

"We have to get up and go to class now." Draco whispered. "It's Friday. Tomorrow I'll take you on the best date of your life alright?"

"Kay." He stretched and sat up, the older doing likewise.

"You alright?" He rubbed his lovers back.

"M'fine." He summoned his clothes and got dressed, Draco doing likewise, and both left.

"I can't spend tonight with you."

"Of course not."

"Neville would you stop it!"

"No!" He glared and shoved past.

"Ne-" Some students walked by. "Longbottom!"

"Piss off Malfoy!"

The day went by agonizingly slow for them. Seamus and Colin started to get closer but the smaller always looked guilty.

"Hey have fun tomorrow alright?" Colin mumbled.

"Naw I'm going to stay behind with you. Think about it, we'll be the only ones here. You can scream as loud as you want." He smirked. "We can get kinky even." The younger shivered.

"Shit that sounds amazing. Neville you alright?" The older looked up from his essay in the common room.

"Of course!" He flashed a cheesy smile and went back to his task.

"Mmm here you- Ah! - are, goiiing on about h-how much you hate ch-chea-t-ting on hiiiimm- oh fuck do that again! A-and yet here you are, your cock u-up my arssssseee."

"Shut up or it won't be there."

"Sorry!" Ritchie moaned loudly, the older delivering a particularly hard thrust. He was on his hands and knees the older pounding into him hard, sweat gathering, nails biting into tanned hips. He missed the other though. Yeah he wasn't as thin as Coote or anything but he loved Neville the way he was. He wasn't fat or flabby, but he was average. Neville was always nervous and self conscious about stripping in front of the older, scared that the taller wouldn't like him.

If he knew who he was shagging he'd feel worse. Here he was, passing up the amazing lover he had for a tall lanky thing that looked so fragile.

"I-I'm gonna cum!" The smaller gasped out, gripping the sheets tight and crying out, clenching down on the taller. Draco grunted and climaxed, pulling out feeling unsatisfied. He sighed and lied down, the younger yawning and yanking his clothes on.

"Stay?" The smaller laughed and shook his head.

"We agreed we would never do that kind of thing. I'll see you tomorrow. Don't forget you promised me a nice long hard shag against a rough brick wall." He winked and left the older frowning.

Neville grinned at his boyfriend. He hated that they kept it mostly quiet but whatever, at least he had him! Maybe he was over reacting! Yeah probably. It was most likely a bruise and he really was busy with school and studying. They met up behind the Hogshead and smiled at each other. Neville wrapped his arms around the strong neck, hands going around his waist, lips pressed together gently.

"I love you." Neville whispered.

"I love you too." Draco mumbled quietly.

"There you two are! Come on we've gotta head inside for a bit! They have a band for the day!"

"You go, I'll be in a bit later, I have a few things I was supposed to order."

"Ok." They shared a sweet slow kiss, the older pouring his heart into his. He watched the other leave and sighed. "You can come out now." Ritchie stepped out from behind a bush and walked over, pressing their mouths together.

"Let's not waste any time." He winked and unzipped the older's coat.

Neville cheered with his friends and checked the time, his brows furrowing. Draco had been gone a half hour now.

"I'll be right back!"

"Ok!" He grabbed his coat and threw it on. He decided to check behind the Hogshead first, just to make sure. He turned the corner and froze, his heart ripping, his world turning into tunnel vision, breathing doubled and eyes watering. He watched Draco grab tanned hips hard and ram his forwards, sweat on his brow, breathing heavily. A fellow Gryffindor was withering uncontrollably, grasping at the brick, crying out.

Ritchie turned his head and locked eyes with Neville, freezing. Draco blinked confused and followed his gaze, mouth going dry and heart skipping a beat. Neville looked down and to the side, turning and leaving quickly, tears running down his face.

"H-Hermione!" She looked up and gasped.

"Neville what on earth happened!" She had never seen him actually cry before. She hugged the sobbing man.

"I-I c-c-caught hi-im ch-cheating o-on me w-w-with Ritchie!"

"Neville!" Draco threw open the door to the Hogshead and rushed towards him.

"Go away Malfoy!" She hissed at him, Even Nott was glaring, Blaise ignoring his presence, playing with his boyfriends hair, whispering nothings in his ear.

"Nev please!" Neville closed his eyes and swung, throwing his weight into it. The room went dead silent, a crash being heard.

"I hate you!" He turned and shoved past the crowd, leaving, Draco sitting on the floor, leaning on the broken table, a hand to his rapidly bruising cheek.

Neville let out a sob and curled into a ball on his bed. Harry had asked McGonagall if he could go back with him and she agreed as long as Hagrid made sure they got there.

The younger rubbed the shaking back, trying to soothe him but nothing seemed to work. Draco was currently in his own room, Ritchie rubbing his back.

"I think it's best we don't see each other anymore." The blonde muttered into his hands, eyes red and puffy.

"You end this and I'll let the school know you were shagging Neville Longbottom and cheated on him with Ritchie Coote."

"I don't care just, just get out." He turned his back to the younger.

"Fine!" The smaller glared and stomped off. Draco needed to make this right again.

"Neville?"

"Go away!" Draco sat on his bed, running his fingers through short, dark locks. "I hate you!"

"You don't mean that."

"I-I knew you were cheating b-b-but I didn-n't want to believe it!" He sat up and Draco frowned.

"I'm sorry. It will never happen again!"

"Liar." He whispered, bringing his knees to his chest. "You'll find another tall skinny boy and choose him over me. I don't blame you. Who'd want someone like me when there's guys like Ritchie free anyways."

"Stop that!" He grabbed the wet chin, making the shorter look at him. "Who would want me besides for a quick shag? I'm an ass, stuck up, snobby and slightly narcissistic!"He sighed. "And oh so very far from perfect." He looked at the younger. "I love you Neville and-and I'll shout it at dinner tonight if that's what you want! No more hiding this relationship!" He wiped the smaller's tears. "I'm so sorry I hurt you like this. I don't have an excuse. I don't know why I slept with him but . . . it was never right! He was too bony and tall. I didn't like it. Plus he didn't hold that slight domineering persona you have.

"I stopped everything with him. I only want you Neville."

"I can't trust you now and how can we have any sort of relationship without it." He looked away.

"I'll sleep here every night Neville. I'll only be separated from you for classes and washroom breaks and quidditch practice. I swear it. I-I'll be more affectionate in public like Blaise and Dennis or Seamus and Colin! Whatever you want I'll do it." He kissed the damp cheek. "Please give me one more shot."

"Fine. One more chance Draco and I mean it." The older brought their lips together, relief flooding him. "This doesn't mean I forgive you."

"I know." Their lips brushed gently. "Merlin I love you."

"It's dinner time Draco. I-I want you to sit with me."

"Done." He nodded at the younger and linked their fingers. They walked silently to the great hall, heads turning along the way. Neville walked to the end and sat down at his table with his friends, Draco taking a seat between him and Blaise. "Neville?" The smaller looked at him. The hall went dead silent, whispers starting, some smiles, some horrified expressions passing through. Draco broke the gentle kiss with the blushing Gryffindor and smiled, reaching up to cup the reddened cheek. "See? As promised."

Their mouths connected again and the younger smiled wrapping his arms around the strong neck.

"Ehem!" They broke apart, professor McGonagall glaring.

"Sorry."

"So . . ." Seamus grinned, sitting on the nervous blonde's bed.

"I-I don't know if this is a good idea."

"Come on please!"

"Seamus!" Colin sighed heavily. Lips descended on his neck and he let out a high mewl, knees giving way, a hand wrapping around the thin waist. The brunette ground his hips into the blonde and nibbled the sensitive area, pants reaching his ears.

"Mmm c'mon babe. No one will have to know and we can be as kinky as you want." The smaller moaned and leaned back against him, eyes closing.

"Then just fuck me." He hissed out.

"Like this?"

"Yes! Hurt me! Fuck me Seamus make me scream!"

"Fucken hell!" Seamus moaned and yanked the smaller's pyjama bottoms down followed by his own. "Bed. Hands and knees, feet over the edge, now." Colin loved it when the older was extremely dominant and demanding. He moved quickly and gripped the sheets, the older stepping behind him and rubbing his arse.

A scream filled the room, Colin's arms giving way, pants falling as the older pressed his lips to the red handprint on the normally pale outer thigh. "O-oh gods again!"

"Mmm you really are naughty aren't you?"

"Y-yes!" He nodded frantically and shivered, precum slipping out of his member, a blow being made to his arse that time. Seamus smirked, his hand stinging a bit, and brought it back down against the other side. "H-harder!" The older raised his brow and looked around, a grin reaching him. He summoned his clip board and a loud yelp filled the room.

"Better?" A moan was his response, the smaller spreading his legs. Seamus bit his lip and fliched at the loud, ear piercing scream, the smaller sobbing slightly but pushing back for more. Seamus put the clip board down, staring at the spot on the red inner thigh, blood rising to the top but not breaking through.

"Fuck Colin! I'm so sorry!"

"A-again! Please!" Realization dawned on the older and he shook his head stepping back.

"No Colin. I am not punishing you for being upset at yourself!" Colin let out a sob and collapsed on his side. Seamus' eyes watered and he sniffed. "You like him a lot don't you?" The smaller nodded, gripping his sheets. It hurt to touch his abused areas but it was impossible not to.

"Go to sleep for now alright?" He covered the smaller up. "I'm going to the loo then I'll be back in."

Alex.

Hi. My name is Seamus Finnigan and I'm a friend of Colin's.

Look. As much as I hate this, you need to get down here ASAP alright?

We were going to shag but . . . I don't know what happened. Guilt maybe? Anyways he turned our shag fest into me punishing him for wanting to fuck me.

He's hurt pretty damn bad too, physically, mentally and emotionally.

He could really use you right now and . . . don't kill me.

He's a kinky fucker, came from me fisting him a while back, so I thought he actually wanted it. But then I hurt him too much and he wanted me to do it again. That's how I knew.

He really likes you. Try and get someone to watch your kids and spend the night here, I'll sneak you in alright? Meet me in Honey Dunks, 30 minutes.

Seamus

"Harry I need you to help me sneak into Honey Dunks since you know the rout and shit."

"What's in it for me?" He smirked.

"Whatever you want." He sighed and looked away.

"Anything? Even sexual? No strings attached?"

"Yes Harry!"

"Fine. Give me time to think and prepare. But for now, off to Honey dunks." He held his arm out and the older reluctantly took it.

Alex wasn't sure what to do. On the one end he wanted to fucking slaughter someone. Colin almost fucked someone else? Well they weren't dating but still! And now Colin was hurt? Plus who was he going to get to watch his kids at one in the morning?

"Uncle Jay?" Alex called in a sing-song voice.

"Oh god what do you want!" It was rare for the redhead to use that voice.

"I need you to watch the Munchkins. I have to go out."

"Alright." The older sighed heavily. Alex grinned and grabbed his coat and shoes, quickly yanking them on.