Sorry for the delay... Been busy with exams and such. Here's the next chapter anyway! Love all the reviewers and followers!

"For the last time, I do not like you! Leave me alone!" Harry Potter was backed into a corner by a lovesick rabid little fangirl named Romilda Vane.

"But you do love me Harry, you told me so." his emerald eyes flashed angrily at the persistent girl.

"When did I ever tell you I love you?"

"Don't you remember, you said that after we made love."

"She's mad! Utterly loony! What the bloody hell are you talking about?" he lost himself in his thoughts, murderous as they may be there was confusion there as well. He suddenly regretted not going with Ron, Hermione, Blaise and Pansy to Hogsmeade that weekend. But then again, he would've just been a tag along. He hadn't noticed that he had been further trapped against the wall and the girl was already leaning up to kiss him until she was nearly there. "What the fuck? Get off me!" but he couldn't seem to bring his thoughts out of his head. He just stood there watching in disgust as the puckered lips slowly came close to his. That was the scene Draco came upon as he strolled down the corridor on his way to the Great Hall for a late breakfast.

"What's going on?" he wanted to intervene, oh how much he wanted to but someone had already stepped in to save Harry from the obviously uncomfortable position. "Harry?" he saw the she weasel approach the two with a curious yet slightly hurt expression on her face.

"Sod off Weasley, can't you see we're busy?" Vane was promptly ignored.

"Harry, please tell me this is not what I think it is." he could only watch as the Gryffindors' eyes met. Malfoy couldn't do anything but look when the redheaded girl's lips begin to tremble."Harry?" her voice shook, obviously she was going to cry.

"Fuck off Weasley." Romilda said once more.

"Oh shut the fuck up!" Harry seemed to have finally gained enough of his brain cells back to push her away.

"Harry~" the high pitched whine had both young men cringing in pain.

"Gin, you know it wasn't me right?" he approached Ginny slowly as if worrying that the other might run off. "You saw that it was all her."

"Harry, how can I be sure?" ice blue turned glassy, her lower lip jutted out in an adorable pout that had the brunet fighting off a smile.

"Remember what I said this morning?" he asked standing in front of the only Weasley girl. "And last night?"

"But you were up against the wall..." Ginny looked apprehensively at him.

"What can I do to make you believe me?"

"What the hell's going on here?"

"You looked like you wanted it," Ginny looked down and whispered. Harry sighed deeply, he wanted to laugh really badly, Vane was getting pissed but they had to keep it up.

"No, I didn't want it Gin."

"Why didn't you stop her then?"

"And land myself in detention? I couldn't hex her you know that Gin."

"What were you doing here then?"

"I was coming back to have breakfast, Blaise and the others had left and I just saw them off."

"How come you didn't go with them?"

"Because then I'd be a tag-along and without you, I wouldn't enjoy myself, so why bother?"

"Harry what are you talking about? You love me! You told me so after we had sex!"

"What's she talking about Harry?" Gin looked up to meet flashing emerald orbs.

"I never slept with you," he had turned to point his wand at the annoying girl.

"But you did and it was my first time. You took my virginity."

"You promised me!" and Ginny was pounding his back with balled up fists, tears flowing freely down his face. "You said it was there was no one else!" Harry turned around and caught the redhead by her wrists, tugging him closer to wrap her in his arms. He looked up from his sobbing friend to the smugly smirking girl.

"Leave me alone Vane!" he snapped at her. "If I ever see you anywhere near Ginny or I again I will not hesitate to hex you!"

"You'll get in trouble for that." she taunted him.

"Not as much trouble as you are when you find out that you're pregnant with Michael Corner's kid."

"What?"

"Didn't you know? During the Hufflepuff party last weekend, you were last seen with him on the way to the dormitories?"

"What? B-b-but that was you!"

"No it wasn't me," he shook his head as if to say sorry.

"How do I know it wasn't you?"

"Because he was with me the whole night and you can ask Padma, she was the one who saw you going into the dorms with Corner." muffled as her face was in Harry's chest, Ginny's words still rang clear in the girl's mind.

"You're lying! What would someone like Harry want with someone like you?"

"That's none of your business." Harry snapped at her.

"B-b-b-but, you can't be..."

"Oh but I am." he smirked at her, grinning evilly as her eyes filled with tears. "Why don't you go see Michael and tell him the good news?"

"No! You're lying!" she screamed back at him.

"Gin you don't believe her do you?" he ignored the girl and turned his attention back to the slightly smaller girl in his arms.

"No," auburn locks shook free as Ginny shook her head. "I was with you the whole time."

"Thank you," his voice was soft and tender as was the kiss that was pressed onto her temple as her sobs slowly settled into sniffles. "For believing me."

"Harry, you can't be serious!" someone sent a hex at the protesting girl and she ran off to safety, Harry wasn't quite sure but he swore he saw a flash of blond from his peripherals.

"Let's get something to eat, alright Gin?" she nodded, her face still against his chest and he kept an arm around her waist as they walked away. Back in his corner, silver narrowed in anger at the scene.

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"So how was your day?" the question was sent at the blond who had just stormed into the Slytherin common room with a dark cloud hanging over his head.

"Something happen to you Draco?" Blaise asked as he pulled on the blond's arm and pushed him onto the couch in between him and Theodore.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"What happened Drake?" Pansy asked again knowing if anyone was likely to get answers, it would be her.

"I said I don't want to talk about it." he rose from his seat and this time no one stopped him. "I'm going to bed. Good night."

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"So how did everything go today Harry?" they sat in the Gryffindor common room, only the eighth years were still up.

"How did what go?" Seamus asked as he dropped onto Dean's lap.

"Harry was supposed to seduce Malfoy today while we were out."

"So what happened?"

"Vane happened." the green eyed boy muttered. "That annoying little witch came and tried to molest me in the corridor while I was waiting for Draco."

"What did she do?" Ron visibly shuddered at the memory of love potions in sixth year.

"She proclaimed her love for me and tried to kiss me but then Ginny showed up."

"Bet she didn't like that."

"No she didn't," his audience fell curious at the smile that lit up his face.

"So what did she do?"

"She just stood there asking me what was going on. I couldn't even answer her, then we went into this whole charade of being together in front of Vane."

"What do you mean?"

"Well basically she acted as if we were together and she was hurt that I was apparently cheating on him and I, being the doting boyfriend that I am, proceeded to calm her and make him believe me. Everything went so well especially when Vane started accusing me of having sex with her. Ginny cried, she had tears down her face and it gave the perfect excuse to kiss her," he smiled widely as he finished his tale.

"How come you're so happy about this?"

"Because Draco was there, he was hiding but I saw him and he saw the whole thing."

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Now, I think I need the girls' help."

"With what?"

"I may have gotten Draco's attention but it doesn't mean that he will make it any easier for the two of us."

"What's the plan?"

"Just wait and see then. I'm going to bed," he announced as he rose from his position near the hearth.

"This is going to be so funny."

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"Harry, help me." the chatter in the Great Hall died as mouths dropped open in surprise. Pansy Parkinson was asking Harry Potter for help.

"What's wrong Pans?" he greeted the sobbing girl, rising from his seat next to Seamus and Dean and caught her in his arms. More silence ensued at the obviously intimate touch, some thuds as the students fainted while others gaped in open curiousity.

"I can't find the necklace Ron bought me from Hogsmeade." she sobbed into his chest, the words muffled and could only be heard clearly by Harry himself and his two other friends.

"Have you checked under the bed?"

"I did, but it wasn't there. It's not in my room," she pulled back her face from his chest and looked up at him tearfully. "I've lost it."

"I didn't mean your bed Pans," he said clear enough in the awkard silence that everyone heard, especially a clueless little blond Slytherin.

"But, how will it be there?"

"Sleep over, last Wednesday." he reminded her.

"Oh."

"Yes, oh, have you tried the bed in my room?"

"Wait, no, I haven't."

"Let's go then, I'm sure we'll find it." he escorted her out of the Hall, an arm firmly placed around her waist. Silver followed them out the doors, their owner positively fuming at the display.

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"Potter's at it again," Blaise whispered to Theo. "Now he's got Pansy with him as well."

"Drake's about to burst."

"Let him, oh look Harry's already back?"

"Obviously this was planned, what with the bedroom talk and all."

"I just don't see why he just doesn't take Draco out."

"Because our beloved Prince is as stubborn as the-Boy-who-would-not-die-for-the-Dark-Lord. He'll keep denying his attraction to Potter until he thinks that he has to take matters into his own hands."

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"Dean, I need your help." Harry announced as he walked to his friends.

"Sure Harry, what did you need help for?"

"To make Seamus confess."

"Confess what?"

"Pansy's necklace is missing and we've just found out that Seamus was the last one to be seen with it." green glared at the cowering Irish boy.

"Shay, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything! It wasn't me!"

"Stop lying! Hermione saw you with the necklace! Where is it?"

"I don't have it!"

"Are you telling me that my Hermione is lying to me?" everyone heard that, molten silver narrowed angrily.

"Just what are you playing at?" Draco thought to himself.

"N-n-no! It's... I .. just... Harry please!"

"Where. is. It?"

"Harry, it's just... I..."

"Fine, if you don't want to tell me, that's fine. I just didn't think you'd stoop so low as to steal from someone."

"Why are you protecting her?"

"Why do you care?" he shot back. "Don't talk to me Seamus." he hissed angrily. "You better have protection spells on your bed tonight." he threatened just as Pansy came running back to him. He turned just in time to catch the still sobbing girl.

"D-d-d-did he tell you?"

"No, he didn't Pans. Don't worry I'm sure we'll find it."

"H-h-harry," she all but wailed and he pulled her face up to look into her eyes.

"I promise I'll help you look for it, okay princess?" he smiled softly at her as she smiled through her tears. "Let's go," and with a kiss to the forehead, the 'couple' left once more.

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"Potter's laying it on a little thick isn't he?" Theodore commented as he and Blaise watched another golden goblet crack under the force of the blond's fingers.

"I don't think so. I think he knows exactly what he needs to rile Draco up more."

"Jealousy's such a bitch."

"Yeah it is."

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What the bloody hell is going on? First it was Blaise and Theo and now he has Pansy on his side as well? What were they talking about? I'm pretty sure I heard them say something about his bed. Why would she be in his room? On his bed nonetheless? Damn it Harry, what are you doing to me? There I go again, Harry. What. The. Fucking. Hell. Why do I even care? I don't like him, do I? God, I am so confused. Why was he so protective of Pansy? She's a Slytherin for Merlin's sake! I just don't understand anything anymore.

"Draco, may I speak with you?" he looked up to meet his godfather's obsidian eyes, there was a flash of something he couldn't quite pinpoint as he nodded reluctantly and followed the potions master out of the Hall.

"What did you want to speak with me about?" he asked as soon as they had entered the private chambers of the Slytherin's Head of House.

"I simply wanted to ask you how you've been." the older man gestured towards the sofa.

"I'm fine Uncle Sev."

"Don't lie to me Draco, I know you better than that." the voice was lightly reprimanding and he couldn't help but flinch.

"I'm fine."

"..."

"I just... I don't know what's happening to me."

"What do you mean?"

"It's Harry."

"Potter? Since when did you call him Harry?" the blond clammed up. He didn't really want to tell his godfather how that came to be. "What's going on Draco?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not know?" Severus was worried. His godson was always wound up but the boy he's seeing in front of him looked tired and dare he say it, lonely. There was even the hint of being in love in Draco's eyes that made him shudder uncomfortably.

"I just don't know anymore!" he shouted in frustration. Slender fingers pulled at blond locks as he rose to begin pacing across his professor. "Damn it! I don't know why Potter became Harry! I don't know why I get angry when I see all these girls kissing him and touching him and sitting on his lap! I don't know anything anymore! My friends are all with Gryffindors, how fucked up is that? There's supposed to be a rivalry between the houses and yet they all get shacked up together and I hear Pansy has been in Harry's bedroom. What the hell? How could she do that to me? I told her, Harry is mine and she goes and~" he seemed to catch himself. Draco spun round, eyes widening at the unreadable expression on his godfather's face. He bolted from the room as fast as he could, waves of robe billowing behind him as he ran.

"What are you going to do next Potter?" the Slytherin potions master muttered to himself as he waved a lazy hand to close the door. "You've gotten into his head, now what?"

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Draconius Lucius Malfoy lay on his bed staring up at the canopy with glazed silver eyes. Confusion flashed within those orbs as he thought about everything and nothing all at once.

Oh who the fuck am I kidding? I'm thinking about Harry. Potter. Fuck. What the hell's going on? I don't understand anything anymore. Why am I jealous? When I see him kiss one of his girls, I want to be them. I want to feel his arms around me, his lips on mine. Fuck. Where did that come from?

"Oh Drake, it wasn't sudden. You've always fancied him."

"But I hate him!" he looked shocked at her. "I loathed him from the day he ignored my hand."

"No, you were jealous that he chose Weasley over you."

"B-b-b-but the taunts and the jibes and the fights?"

"All ways to get his attention solely on you."

It was a flash of his talk with Pansy weeks ago and he understood. He'd always liked Potter, he just didn't show it very well and now that he seemed to be paying attention to more girls than him he knew he had to do something. Come to think of it, he hadn't asked, demanded, for a duel lately. That's what he'll do, he'll crush Potter and this will all go away. Yeah, it will all go away.

But then why did he kiss me?

So, so, so still interested? Tell me what you think okay? Love you all!