After one last heart stopping kiss that nearly had them deciding to take things back to the changing room, Harrie departed for the tower and he to the dungeons. Though both would deny it they both threw looks over their shoulders before losing sight of the other.

Draco entered the common room and nodded and briefly smile at the commiserations from his house mates and loathe though he was to admit it, it made him feel a lot more welcome down here than he had felt all year. He heard his name and saw Pansy and Blaise waving him over to sit in the fireside settees. He would never say it aloud but the way those two always managed to get the best seats always filled him with awe.

"What the hell took you so long? We wondered if you were trying to drown yourself or something" Pansy accused him while flipping through the glossy pages of some gossip magazine. Blaise was filing one of his nails with an emery board and stilled getting a good look at his blonde friend.

"How was she?" he asked with a knowing smirk, years and years and practice meant not even the slightest of guilty blushes graced his cheeks as he sat lay down, Pansy automatically lifting her arms so his long legs could fall across her lap. She tutted as she returned to reading saying "We should have guessed it involved Potter"

Draco knocked her arm with the tip of his shiny shoe "Perhaps you should find something better to do with your time than gossiping about what others are doing"

"Perhaps you shouldn't be such a man whore" She said with cool dignity

Blaise laughed "Draco, lighten up son. Pansy is just hating her forced celibacy this year"

"Fuck up Blaise" Was all she said not even looking up from her magazine. It went without saying that trying to 'sell out' the golden girl just before the Battle did not do your social life any favors and people were giving her a very wide berth this year, shame really considering all the galleons she had paid for facial reconstruction charms (wizarding plastic surgery) she had never looked prettier, goodbye Grandma's nose.

"Details Dray, was she good? I want to know what kind of up skirt magic Gryffindor's have. Might make me change my mind on mingling with other houses" She snorted at her own joke, as if that would happen, imagine falling for a Hufflepuff.

"You never answered the question Draco" Blaise's rich cultured voice broke into Draco's inner replays of just what kind of magic Potter was master of, that he answered honestly

"Yes, she was good. The best in fact" His voice small and he looked away

Pansy dropped her magazine staring at the blonde in disbelief "The best?" she asked quietly

Blaise nodded, already knowing putting his nail file down "Afraid so."

"Oh Draco" Pansy commiserated. Only would pure bloods from old families understand the significance of his words "What are you going to do?"

"Continue on, get my NEWTS, get a job, get richer, get old" He said looking in the middle distance as flashes of a life filled with green eyed children and Potters laughter, his eyes closed at the thought. He couldn't afford to have these thoughts, it was never going to happen. When he opened his eyes, he was meet with the knowing looks of his friends and could have cried seeing the pity there. Despite what people thought Slytherin house was filled with deeply caring people who understand the pressures and unfairness of being born into wizarding nobility and what having parents who dictated massive parts of their lives was like. Draco knew that with the conviction of Pansy Father and older brother meant her Mother was running their house with a determination and grit no one thought the stern; somewhat timid lady was capable of and the first thing she had done when she had had full control was rip up Pansy's marriage contract.

"I don't know what to say" Pansy said her gaze switching between her two friends, her eyes glassy. She knew that Draco liked Potter, anyone with eyes could see that he had wanted the short Gryffindor since...well forever, except Potter herself of course. But to actually love her?

"I'd rather you didn't say anything Pans, if its all the same" Draco said taking hold of the hand she reached towards him. Blaise rolled his eyes and came over to the other settee and pulled them both into a rather bent hug "You both are pathetic, you know" He said but secretly enjoyed that the other two moved to embrace him too.

The party went on longer than Harrie would have liked, she sat on the couch laughing and replaying the game with her housemates and if occasionally she had to shift to ease a somewhat achy backside…she was sure no one had noticed. She was just coming out of the bathroom when Ginny threw a small pottle of something at her, she looked at the label and her face flushed

Easyo soother. The balm that eases whatever and where ever you need it most. It was next to a pictured silhouette of a female figure. Both Ginny and Hermione were in the bedroom giving her knowing looks.

"Ron saw you wincing every now and then" Hermione explained, "Asked me to help you out, though admittedly he said you had broom soreness." her stern look ruined by her twitching mouth

"Serves you right, whore. Broom soreness indeed" Ginny said smirking and crossing her arms over her chest "Who's the guy?" Hermione just waved her hand dismissing Ginny's question "Your poor vagina is bound to get friction burns the amount you use it" Hermione supposed her smile disappearing at the look of shifty embarrassment on Harries face, Ginny just looked excited that someone was up to no good that wasn't her for once.

"It's not my vajayjay that's the problem" Harrie muttered not looking at her friends.

"What?" There was silence while Hermione figured it out "You didn't! Harelayna Potter tell me you didn't…" When Harrie just closed her eyes and dropped face first onto her bed Ginny near shouted her voice rising "YOU SLUTTY SLUT PANTS. Ohhhhhh you are such a dirty dirty slag!" she said happily jumping onto Harries bed and trying to wrestle the pottle away from her friend "You don't deserve this now, you can just have a sore arse for all I care"

"Are you sore? Did he umm force you?" Hermione asked her voice thick with concern

Harrie shook her head, her face nearly as red as Ginny's hair "No, no just no Hermione"

"So, hoe Baggins, tell us the where and the why and most importantly the who" Ginny demanded near jumping up and down with perverted glee.

"Hermione knows the who" Harrie mumbled into her pillow, at hearing Hermione's outrage cry she looked up to see Ginny had thrown a pillow at the other girl's face

"What was that for?!" Hermione demanded throwing the pillow back at Ginny

"You guys holding out on me! Who has been doing the dirty with Harrie and for how long?" Ginny asked, her face dark with infuriation at not being kept up to speed with the action that had clearly been happening around here.

Hermione gave Harrie a wide-eyed stare, saying without words she had to tell Ginny, or she would.

"Malfoy, I've been fucking Malfoy" Harrie admitted into the soft creases of her pillow, even as admitted what she had been doing with that blonde had her wanting to start humping the pillow instead.

"You've been bumping uglies with Draco 'ice prince' Malfoy and you didn't tell me?" Ginny clutched at her chest and gave her best put out pout "I am wounded you didn't give me the dirty details immediately"

"Well time to pay the piper spill the details now!"

Harrie gave her friends a description of what had happened (leaving some things just for her to remember in private) in the showers and could tell by the way Hermione had suspiciously rosy cheeks and the wide arse grin that was plastered all over Ginny's face that neither girls had any great problem with what she had done, if anything they seemed overly interested.

"So, it was good for you then?" Hermione said timidly, biting her lower lip in thought

"It was fucking incredible" Harrie admitted her hips thrusting ever so slightly in remembered passion, Ginny saw this and slapped her on the arse

"You had hot anal in the Quidditch locker room, merlin I am just so damn proud of you Harrie" Ginny cried throwing herself on top of the still prone Harrie.

"I worry about you Ginevra Weasley, I really do" Hermione said crossing her arms, shaking her head fondly at the younger red head.

Ginny shrugged "Not even I have crossed that line yet. Or should I say entered that zone"

Harrie tried to hit Ginny with a pillow "Bet it wasn't from lack of trying. You tramp"

Harrie hadn't seen Malfoy other than the odd glimpse at meal times for since the locker room incident and the absolutely insane amount of homework the teachers had been handing them out and her impatient looking around and distraction was starting to wear thin on her friends

"Harrie for goodness sake, just go and find him this is ridiculous" Hermione snapped when one of Harries ill performed transfiguration spells managed to turn the desk into a rather confused looking bison. Professor Verklärung, the rather timid transfiguration teacher started quickly towards the trio and awarded Hermione twenty points when she returned the desk to normal before he could get there.

"Concentrate students, try to keep your magic channeled to avoid problems like this one" The German man said his heavy brows nearly making his eyes disappear.

"Sorry Professor, it won't happen again" Harrie said guiltily, not entirely sure how she had even done that type of spell.

"That was bloody brilliant Harrie" Ron gave Harrie a huge grin but quickly dropped it when Hermione turned her frosty gaze to him "Hermione is right Harrie, you really should just go see the git"

Judas! Harrie thought but said "Yeah ok, he had herbology first today, so I should be able to..." Her friends had the oddest expressions on their faces, Ron shook his head and Hermione tried to hide a smile of her own.

"What?" Harrie asked suspiciously

"I forgot how much of a stalker you are, it's kind of scary mate" Ron muttered as he practiced his wand movements

"You are completely hopeless sometimes Harrie" Hermione said correcting Ron's wand position and hand movements automatically. Harrie did something really mature, she stuck her tongue out at her two friends but then succeeded in changing herself into the sideboard they were meant to be practicing.

"Harrie no! you are meant to be Edwardian not Elizabethan, its all about the details" Hermione said flapping around looking at the delicate craftmanship of the furniture as it started changing slightly as Harrie obviously fine-tuned the spell.

"How can you even tell the difference?" Ron asked obviously just as bewildered at Hermione's obsession with details as Harrie was.

Draco was crossing the entrance hall with the rest of his herbology class. Blaise and Pansy arguing about something pointless when he saw Potter standing off to the side. She straightened and smiled when she saw him. Merlin, but she was lovely. She walked towards him and said loudly enough that the few students who had stopped to watch a potential Malfoy/Potter confrontation "Malfoy can I have a word about our potions assignment?"

"Course" He walked with her over to the side and waved his friends on, Blaise raised his eye brows at his friend and mouth "Fucked" before walking off with Pansy. When they were alone and out of earshot, she gave him a very saucy smirk. Thank the gods for loose fitting robes to cover unforeseen erections.

"I've missed you" her words were not helping his 'hardening' problem

"I noticed" Her smile broadened at his words and she looked around to make sure no one was watching and pushed him backwards deeper into a small alcove behind one of the suits of armor.

Their lips fastened on each other faster than a seeker. She felt so good against him, he had missed her more than he had thought. They broke apart reluctantly when they heard voices coming towards their hiding spot and stood catching their breaths.

When she made to leave the confine, he caught her hand pulling her back against him

"I will come find you later Potter" his hand cupping her face he kissed her till she went boneless in his arms.

"You better" She whispered softy into his mouth before leaving him behind.