Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Longing to be Found... ❯ The New Year Begins ( Chapter 4 )

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Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Drama / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.03.2009 | Updated On: 05.16.2009 | Pages: 10 | Words: 13.8K | Visits: 594 | Status: Work In Progress

Summary: Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts is filled with taunting dreams and dark secrets. Sirius' death fresh in his mind and bleeding in his heart, he finds his body taking the abuse for his pain as he blames himself. Harry Potter has fallen on hard times and this time he is not able to stand back up on his own, doesn't have the strength to stand back on his own. How will he ever be able to get back up, how will he ever find his strength again to continue to battle against Voldemort whose power is growing at a rapid rate? Plus what's with the new transfer student in Slytherin house following Harry around for? A beautiful new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher has come to Hogwarts, but the question is will they make it through the year or do they have a secret agenda like all the others? Find out in the story Longing to be Found.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, ideas, or location's, found in the Harry Potter universe, it is property of J.K.Rowling, and found in movies produced byWarner Bros. The storyline concept for this particular fanfiction was created in the recesses of the twisted mind of this writer. I do however own the two OC's (original characters) in this story so please do not copy them.

Warnings: DARK! Contains mature content and adult themes not suitable for young children. Slash (male/male relationships beyondfriendship; also known as yaoi), non-con (rape), strong language, PWP at times, self mutilation, self gratification (masturbation), OOCness, AU…

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Rated:M/NC-17

Drama/Angst

Longing to be Found…

By: TwilightKitsune1

Chapter Four (4)

-The New Year Begins-

The next morning after an interesting night Harry was woken up by Ron's shakes to his shoulder. Though he had a night filled with fitful nightmares he didn't want to get up so his only replies to Ron was a muffled “mmph” into his pillows as he pulled the covers over his head. “Come on Harry get up, we have to go down to breakfast and get our schedules.”

The only answer was a grumbled “'s to early… five more minutes.”

“Harry you didn't eat last night mate you need to go down and get something. Plus you won't know your classes if you don't go get you schedule.” Ron persisted. Getting tiered of Harry's resistance he grabbed a fist full of his blankets and yanked them off Harry and they landed in a pile on the floor. “Get up Harry; I'll give you five minutes to dress before I send Hermione up.” Ron said.

Harry again ignored Ron and just rolled over and continued sleeping. “Damnit Harry!” grabbing one of Harry's pillows he began to beat him with it.

Shocked from the suddenly violent Ron and the loss of his comfortable pillow Harry tried to protect himself from the onslaught. “Ron!” Harry used his arm to deflect his next hits, “I'm up now I swear!!!”

“You sure? Last time I believed you say that you waited till I left and went back to sleep and wouldn't wake up till an hour and a half later.” Ron said, the pillow still gripped in his hand and poised above his head; weary of his friend's drowsiness.

“Positive… when did you get so violent waking people up?” Harry said slightly moving away from his friend with a deadly weapon, it was known as the pillow. Not paying attention to how far he moved he found himself sliding off the bed, “OW!” Harry screamed as his tiered and sleep deprived body found its self painfully on the floor.

As Ron finished laughing he shrugged his shoulders and threw the pillow back on Harry's bed. He walked over to his bed and sat down before he smiled to his childhood friend who was sitting on the floor glaring at him. “Just came to me, but it woke you up so now I have a new way of waking you up if the Hermione threat doesn't work.”

“Not funny.” Harry pouted as he stood up and took his shirt off and began to look for clothes for today; his gaze drifting to the window he had looked out last night.

The day, though just beginning, was already bright outside. The sky was a crisp blue with a few pure white clouds floating in the sky. The sun was casting a golden light in the sky, making it seem as if it were made of a light gold and a perfect blue mixed together. The owls were flying around outside, the few that were late getting back last night just returning or brining mail to the students already in the Great Hall. The faint sound of birds chirping was heard just outside the castle walls. It was a beautiful morning to, hopefully, a good day. Harry sighed and continued on his search.

“Hey Harry… Can I ask you something?” Ron said, his hands clasping together and looking out the window Harry had been distracted by.

Harry stopped his search and turned to Ron. He had to smile to himself because Ron looked so nervous, as if the question was the most embarrassing thing to ask. “Yeah, shoot.” He said as he walked over and sat next Ron on his bed.

“It's really stupid.” Ron said, his ears beginning to blush and he refused to meet Harry's eyes.

Harry gave Ron a stern look, even though he couldn't see his face he hoped Ron knew that he wouldn't laugh or say that it was stupid. “What is it Ron?”

“Howdoyoukeepyourbodysowellbuilt?” Ron said in one rushed breath.

Harry gave Ron a confused look and smiled slightly, “Sorry mate didn't catch that, could you possibly say it again, a little slower this time.”

Still refusing to look at Harry, his ears beginning to burn blood red he repeated, “How do you… keep your body so well built?” he said in a whisper but loud enough for Harry to hear.

When he had finished Harry's eyes were large and a small blush was coming to him. “Wh-what do you mean `well built'?” Harry looked around uncomfortably, “Besides why are you asking me this all of a sudden?”

“No reason… just curious.” Ron said standing up and walking a little away and finally turning to face Harry. “And you are well built Harry, I've heard girls in the halls talking about you, some blokes talking too… apparently from what they are saying your very `hot, sexy, and extremely fuckable'.”

Harry could feel his face burning now, “What do you mean?”

“I mean what I said, plus there's some interesting stuff too. Apparently there's a list of whose hot, sexy, or fuckable in the school and only ten people can make it onto the list. If you're on all three, which only five are allowed to be, then you make the `Hot, Sexy, and Extremely Fuckable' list which is hard to get on. I found out that you made it onto the list and you're the second on it too which is apparently hard to do, and you've been on it every year since you came to Hogwarts… Granted so has the first guy on them.” Ron said the last sentence in a grumble and that caught Harry's attention even though he felt as though his head was about to catch fire.

“Who's the first one? And there are girls on the list right?”

“Well yeah but there is a different list for girls and guys… And Malfoy is the first guy on the list, but it's a tight race between you two.” Ron said matter of factly, a great impression of Hermione in Harry's opinion. “In fact the reason it's such a short list is because the entire girl population agrees who's who' and who's on what. Most of the female population here, if not all of them, wants to fuck all the guys on the `Hot, Sexy, and Extremely Fuckable guys in Hogwarts' list.”

“Are you serious?” Harry asked, his mind not really believing what Ron was saying.

“Yeah…didn't you know?”

Harry violently shook his head, “I had no idea…”

Ron was about to say something when one of their fellow Gryffindors, Seamus Finnigan, walked into the room interrupting Ron. “Well he's not only liked by the female population here you know, he is well liked by the gay's here too. He is in fact neck in neck with Draco, almost better then him…” his eyes roamed over Harry's topless body and his pants that were low on his waist. He smirked as he looked him over, “but if you walk around the school like that I can guarantee that you'll be top of the list and we'll all be after you… but I have first dibs right Harry?” he winked at Harry when he finished. “Keep those defined abs of yours.”

Ron looked between the two of them and quickly grabbed Harry. “We'll see you later Seamus.” Ron said grabbing a shirt from Harry's trunk, a pair of pants, boxers, and Harry's cloak and lead Harry to the Gryffindor sixth year bathing area.

“You guys weren't serious were you?” Harry asked, finally remembering how to speak.

Ron gave Harry a sympathetic look and smiled “Sorry mate… I grabbed you some clothes so you can take a shower before we head down to breakfast if you want… I'll guard the door since everyone else already took one.”

Harry smiled, Ron really was a good friend, `always looking out for me' Harry thought to himself. “Thanks.”

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Harry just stood there as the water washed over his body. He always thought clearer in the shower, most people did. The conversation from earlier ran through his head. How could people think he looked good? He was to scrawny, at least compared to others his age, he didn't have `defined abs' as Seamus was saying he had a normal stomach that had a six pack, and that barely showed anyway so it really couldn't be `defined'. His hair, only recently becoming controllable, used to always be messy and he could do nothing with it, still can't but at least now it didn't stick up at every angle looking like he rolled out of bed, threw clothes on and walked out. In fact the only thing he had going for him was his magic and even that wasn't as good as some of the people here, and his Quidditch skill… Nothing special really.

He closed his eyes. He was glad he had cleaned the wound and healed it last night before exhaustion had over taken him. That would have been difficult to explain to Ron if he had seen them. He was actually worried for a little last night when they weren't healing completely since a few had been too deep to heal easily. Thankfully they had become small enough for his body to heal them its self, now all that remained from what he had done last night were red welts that he could say he had an annoying itch and itched to hard.

He washed his hair with his hands as a few enchanted sponges, he had enchanted himself, moved around him scrubbing him with soap. His thoughts turned to Alex. That had been a mistake, and he'd tell him so this morning when he got into the Great Hall… but he'd use Legilimency instead of talking to him face to face so no one knew he was talking to Harry Potter just incase Voldemort found out. A perfect plan, hopefully he was in the Great Hall.

He nodded to himself and was about to just stand in the warm water and relax when he heard Seamus and Ron outside… sighing to himself and not wanting Seamus to tackle Ron just to get into the bathroom so he could see Harry naked he turned the water off and went to dry off and get dressed. So far today seemed… interesting.

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Harry and Ron meet up with Hermione in the common room after Harry had finished his shower, dried off, and got dressed in the clothes Ron had grabbed for him, thankful that they were the clothes he had been looking for earlier. “Hey Harry… What took you two so long?”

“Sorry Herm, Harry learned some… interesting news he didn't know before. He had to take a shower to clear his mind, you know.”

Hermione nodded in understanding, still looking slightly confused `What could he have learned… did he learn itlast night… maybe something about Voldemort.' Harry heard her think. “Where were you last night Harry? Ron said you weren't in the boy's dorm last night and you weren't in the commons room. Did something happen?”

Remembering Alex again he told his friends what had happened last night with him, leaving out the last bit that was personal. “So what do you guys think?”

“I don't know Harry; you think he's just trying to get through you to get to Dumbledore?” Ron asked

For some reason the thought of Alex using him it kind of bothered him slightly. “Maybe… but I don't know, he genuinely seemed like he needed help. If he does I can't leave him under Voldemort's control. It wouldn't be right and I'm not fighting Voldemort to keep myself safe, I'm doing it for everyone. You guys wouldn't be my friends; I wouldn't even be here in Gryffindor if I left people to their doom just to protect myself. I would be in Slytherin if I did that.”

Hermione nodded, “I'll ask around about him and find out all I can, I hope your right Harry.”

“Hermione, have some faith in him will you, I mean look at what he's done so far… Besides, I've got your back mate, you just worry about your front and I'll get the cowards that attack you from behind.” Ron said with a smile.

Harry just smiled at them; they really were the best mates a guy could ask for. “I don't know about you but I'm starved.”

“Well of course you are you didn't touch anything last night. You are going to have at least a plateful of something alright.” Hermione said, her eye's flashing like a mother hen's does to her young.

As they walked to the Great Hall they had neutral conversation, mostly about Quidditch which left Hermione to stair and say random parts in the conversation and how it was not actually that interesting. Harry and Ron just ignored what she said and continued their Quidditch talk, correcting her if she tried to say a move of the game, normally mispronouncing it.

As they entered the Great Hall they all walked to the Gryffindor table, the Quidditch talk still going. `Good morning Harry,' came a thought into his head as he was in mid sentence. He was pleased when he recognized it was Alex, and pleased with himself that he didn't miss a beat of what he was saying to Ron and Hermione. As Harry sat down he saw him sitting over at the Slytherin table talking with Blaise and Draco about something that, if you judged from Draco's facial expression, was incredibly boring.

`Good morning Alex… Look, we need to talk about last night.' Harry sent back. If he wasn't imagining it he could have sworn he saw Alex's eyes glance toward him then back to Blaise who was talking.

`What's the matter Harry?LookI'm sorry that I suddenly did what I did it just seemed to happen and my body was out of my control.'

`What about your thoughts?'He could feel the slight blush in Alex's mind, but when he looked over to him his face was neutral. `You still there?'Harry asked as he piled a plate full of food so he could act like he was eating and get out of the verbal conversation he was having.

`…Unfortunatelyyes.Look, I'm sorry about it, it's just that I am attracted to you and with how you reacted to my advances—`

`Look, I honestly didn't want to, it was like I couldn't control my body… I don't want to hurt you but I have no feelings, there is no attraction, and I'm not gay.'

`Then your bi, whatever. Look, I came to you for help, not a shag or a relationship, I can get one if I want one, but you don't have to act so fucking high and mighty.'

`Whose acting high and mighty!?' Harry thanked McGonagall as she handed him his schedule.

“So do we still have the same classes?” Ron said as he looked at his schedule then to Harry.

“I've got double potions.” Harry said, sounding as if he were about to walk to his death.

“Sorry mate,” Ron said with a sympathetic smile, “I got double charms.”

“So do I,” Hermione broke into the conversation.

Harry smiled as he watched them have a conversation, or rather argument, over “help” in the classes they have together. They were his good friends… did they think he was high and mighty?

Harry stood up, losing his appetite when he thought about himself and if people thought he was high and mighty, plus he had the joy of having a double potion class alone. “Well I'll see you guys later, lunch I guess.”

“Aren't you going to eat any more Harry?” Hermione asked, eyeing the plate of food he had barely touched.

“With potions coming up next? Maybe if I get there early I can get a good seat, way in the back and Snape won't pick on me and be a prick.”

“Good luck with that then.” Ron said he still had the sympathetic smile in place.

“Yeah, see you guys later.” With that he walked out of the Great Hall.

As he was walking to the double doors he took a quick glance over at the Slytherin table to see Alex, Blaise, and Malfoy still talking. He hoped he didn't have class with Malfoy, the other two were fine but as long as he didn't have a class with Malfoy alone he'd be fine. Turning his head forward again he continued walking and left the Great Hall. Instead of going to the dungeons like he had told Hermione and Ron he headed to the boys bathroom so he could take one of the tablets Madam Pomfrey had given him for his elbow.

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Making his way to the dungeon was uneventful and quiet, so quiet he had sunken back into his thoughts that consisted around Sirius, Alex, and whether or not people thought him to be `high and mighty'. By the time he reached the dungeons there was already a group of students gathered around and waiting for Professor Snape to show up and let them in. They were all just standing and talking and as he neared the group of students he saw a familiar head of blond hair. As he heaved a sigh, cursing every god he could think of for not hearing or answering his prayer of not being in a class alone with Malfoy, he was spotted by said Malfoy since he began to speak to him.

“Well look who it is, if it isn't scar head without his weasel or mudblood.” He drawled, drawing attention from everyone else gathered there.

“Sod off Malfoy.” Harry said, not wanting to get into a fight with him before they had potions since Snape favored Malfoy.

“Touchy as usual, eh scar head?”

“Draco,” Harry heard Alex hiss, “Professor Snape's coming, we can do something to him later.” `And no I'm not doing this to save you Potter, he actually is coming,'Alex hissed into Harry's mind.

`Stillmad I see…' Harry shot back at Alex then turning to see that Professor Snape was coming down the hall.

Draco gave a threatening look to Harry before he turned and greeted Professor Snape. When Snape arrived he looked at the gathered group waiting for him, and Harry did the same since he wanted to know if he knew anyone in the class. Harry noticed that Anthony Goldstein, Terry Boot, Hannah Abbott, Mandy Brocklehurst and a few others but none of them close enough to Harry to actually talk to as if they were friends. Everyone there was a mix of the houses but Harry seemed to be the only Gryffindor there… Harry had a feeling today wasn't going to be as good as he had hoped.

Snape opened the dungeon doors and allowed the students to file into the classroom and sit at their desks. Since Harry, Alex, Blaise, and Draco were the last ones into the class room Harry had to sit at the front with Alex, as Draco and Blaise sat together.

`Keep up the front of hating me because I'm Slytherin Harry.' Alex sent to Harry. “This is the only space open Potter so not a word.”

`You're still upset aren't you…?' Harry sent back, not asking since he already knew. “Didn't even cross my mind to talk to a Slytherin.” Harry pulled out his potions book, caldron, and the materials that were written on the board.

Harry was about to send something back to Alex but it was then Snape took the front and Harry didn't want him to know he learned how to communicate or even use Occlumency or that he was talking to a Slytherin, so he stayed silent as a hush went over the class. “I see a few students in here that I did not expect to see in here.” Snape said looking directly at Harry when he finished the sentence. “However, this is a class for students who scored the highest on their O.W.L.s and wish to pursue the fine art of Potion making. That being the case the potions will be far more dangerous then they have been in the past years so there will be more rules that you are to follow to ensure yours and the others in the class's safety. I do not want to see poor potion making in this class or you will be punished for how poorly you did. The rules are stricter and are to be followed exactly as they are or you will be punished. I will re-iterate the rules and then set the new ones into place for this class.”

It took the entire first half of the class for Snape to finish laying the new and old rules down for the student's, glaring at a few who spoke, interrupting him in his tirade. There were a few times when he spoke a rule he would sneer at Harry, or in his general direction for a moment and then turn back to his lecture. The new rules for this year were by far stricter then the previous ones he had in place, and Harry found himself wondering if the potions they were doing this year were really as dangerous and deadly as Snape was making them out to be. “This is the finest art in wizardry and also the most dangerous. One mistake and it could become problematic if you do not know how to fix it yourself. I am here to teach you, not hold your hand through the class.” Snape finished and turned to the board, “Pair with a partner; it does not need to be the person you are sitting with if you have no desire to work with them. However, after today you are to sit with them for the rest of the year since they will be your partner till the end.”

As he finished Harry saw in the corner of his eye Alex instantly went to Blaise. “Hey, work with me?” Alex asked

Blaise smiled at him and nodded his head before Draco could even open his mouth to protest. “Well that's just wonderful; who am I supposed to work with?” Draco whined as the two of them began talking.

“Oh come on Draco, we need entertainment, why don't you pair with Harry.” Blaise said a large grin on his face.

“WHAT! I refuse to partner with Potter!” Draco shouted, his fist's clenched since Blaise knew his secret.

“I would never partner with Malfoy.” Harry said in his own defense.

“I said get a partner, I did not give you leave to speak freely.” Snape said, shooting Harry a dirty look.

Lowering his voice he continued speaking to Blaise as people continued finding partners. “I refuse to, it is a disgrace to the Malfoy name if I even consider—“

“So there is something left to disgrace in the Malfoy name?” Harry interrupted.

Draco locked eyes with Harry, promising revenge for the comment he had just said. “There is honor in the Malfoy name, there always will be and you will never know what respect the name of Malfoy gets. I do not have to be the headmasters pet, or take extra lesson's to pass the O.W.L.s with top marks.

“No? Well you do have to be a teachers pet or daddy's little boy to get anything.” Harry sent back, his voice laced with venom.

Draco's eyes turned murderous and Harry met them unflinching. “One day Potter, you'll get yours.”

In the end, while they had been bickering, everyone had gotten into groups leaving them no choice but to pair up together. Draco was seething and Harry was livid when Snape had forced them to partner. Begrudgingly the boys submitted to Snape and partnered together. Draco refused to move from his seat so in the end Harry and Blaise had to pick up their things and switch places so they could sit with their partners.

As Harry got his things arranged, Draco refused to make eye contact, continuing to look forward as Snape put some instructions on the board with the wave of his wand. `Oh, mother is going to hear about this.' Draco thought in out rage. He could hear Blaise snickering behind him, and he couldn't help but wonder if the fates were against him. Giving in to his curiousness he glanced over to his side, inconspicuously, to see how Harry was taking their partnership. He had to smirk since, not even seeing his whole face; he could tell that Harry was beyond less then pleased with this arrangement. He could guess what the reason was, not only was he partnered with him but he was also sitting in the front of the class.

Draco couldn't help but feel proud that he was at least making him suffer a little. Looking back to the board he realized the first potion they were going to be making was one that took a month to finish brewing. It was called Sirens Song, an extremely dangerous potion if done wrong, but if brewed correctly it was a potent muscle relaxant that just three drops would have effect on a giant within an hour. However, if brewed incorrectly or if you made it too strong the potion that would relax your muscles turns deadly; putting you into a great amount of pain as it slowly melts your muscles and then kills you. If Draco was right you die after a week and a half if you were lucky, but there had been cases where it lasted two months; it probably would have lasted longer had they not called it incurable and they killed themselves since they had gone mad from the pain.

After Snape had finished giving them directions on how to brew it and told them to follow the instructions on the board they began work. As they were working Harry and Draco continued to fight in whispers. “Potter, move over. I mean I know I look good but I'm not like that.”

“Neither am I Malfoy. Though I have heard things that suggest you like to be both the male and female if you understand what I'm saying.” Harry said picking up his fairy wings and crushing them into a powder.

“Oh really? Well you won't guess what I heard about you and Seamus, how you both like a good romp in the broom closet every now and again. Oh wait maybe that was you and the weasel you hang around with… Plus that mudblood, I hear she's pretty loose.”

Harry's fists gripped tight and his teeth ground together. “You should know how loose people are I guess. I hear you back end isn't as tight as it used to be.”

“Oh, so you've been checking around have you?”

As Harry was about to retort the potion began to make a hissing sound, taking both of them by surprise. “PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR POTION!” Snape yelled as Harry began cooling the potion. As Snape came up behind the two boys and examined the potion to see how bad it was. Narrowing his eyes he looked to Harry, “Fix it.” he hissed.

Looking surprised Harry asked, “Me, sir?”

“Yes you, now fix it before I have to remove it, quickly before there is nothing you can do.” Snape said as the potion began to change from brilliant silver to an aquatic blue color.

Thinking quickly, trying to remember what to do, he turned the heat back up ignoring Draco's words. Moving swiftly he poured the fairy wing powder he had just finished with into the cauldron and stirred it counter clockwise for three minutes. As it began to turn back to a brilliant silver Harry took four sweet beetles and dropped them in, in ten (10) second intervals. It softly hissed until the last beetle was dropped in then it silenced.

Looking back at Snape he found him looking slightly surprised, holding in his smirk he asked, “So, did I fix it?”

“Yes… you could have been quicker about it though. Taking your sweet time so you can fix it at the last second, per usual for the famous Harry Potter.” Snape seethed, slightly annoyed since he didn't get to poke fun at Harry in front of the whole class. As he turned towards Malfoy he raised an eyebrow in question, then turned and walked away to harass the other students.

Draco was looking as though he had been slapped in the face with that one look Snape had given him. Looking at Harry he asked the question he couldn't figure out the answer to, “How did you know what to do Potter?”

Shrugging his shoulders he answered truthfully, “I didn't, just went on instinct.”

Draco looked at Harry, not really believing him. “You say that, but you looked as though you've done it before… Plus you didn't even look at the board for the next ingredient…” he stopped himself as the bell rang, signaling the end of the class.

“Clean your area's, and bring me what you have. I will be grading you on how you and your partners have done so far, and return it to you in the next class.” Snape said, writing something on a piece of parchment.

As Harry bottled it and was about to take it to Snape, Draco grabbed it from his hands with a sneer. “You're a klutz and you'd probably drop it before you even got to him.” Was his only excuse before he walked off to Snape and gave him the vile that held their potion.

As everyone was leaving Blaise walked up behind Harry and Draco, hanging onto them for support, with a smile he said, “Oh god, this class was murder Draco, I don't think I'm going to make it.”

“Blaise, you idiot, get off. For crying out loud you are acting as though you were a child today… That girlfriend of yours isn't healthy for you.”

“Is that cause I'm not acting like I have a stick up my ass anymore?” Blaise asked, sounding genuinely curious. When Draco didn't reply he continued, “Well Draco, it's not healthy to have a stick there all the time. I mean think about the splinters that you're bound to get. Maybe you should check how many you have by now and think about finally pulling that thing out.”

Again Draco didn't say anything, just giving Blaise an annoyed look. Harry was beginning to feel uncomfortable, feeling as though they were being nice ever since he fixed the potion. As he was about to say something, actually turning towards them a little, Blaise actually collapsed on them. Since neither Harry nor Draco were expecting to suddenly have to support not only themselves and their stuff but Blaise and his things as well they collapsed under the weight. As Harry hit the ground, his elbow slamming against the hard dungeon floor, someone landed on top of him. Harry's eyes were shut as he tried to focus on not screaming out because of the pain, he tried to focus and figure out who had landed on him. They weren't that heavy really, and for some reason thinking about who it could be helped his elbow from not hurting so much. However, his heart jumped when he felt what he knew to be lips atop of his, and he wanted to know who it was. As their was a collective intake of breath the person on top of Harry shot up and practically jumped completely off Harry. As Harry struggled to get up, his arm throbbing again, he looked through pained eyes to who had been on him.

He felt like he was going to be sick… Draco Malfoy sat on the floor wiping his mouth clean of something that only he could see. His cheeks had a faint pink hue on them, hardly noticeable in this light, but Harry saw and could tell because he was frozen where he sat as he realized what had happened. Then he too began to wipe his mouth as vigorously as Draco. “Damnit Potter!” Malfoy yelled from beneath his hand.

Blaise stood in shock, gawking at the two of them, much like the rest of the class was. Draco stood, rage evident on his face before he strode out of the class. Blaise knew he was in trouble and would be in even more if he didn't follow Draco to where ever he was going to. He sighed, scratching his head and shrugging, he followed behind Draco, hoping he'd be able to catch him. As he walked out, Alex was right behind him to the door. When he reached it he turned, gave a look to Harry and was gone.

Harry just sat there, in shock. He didn't understand what the look Alex had given him before he left meant, but he really could have cared less at that moment. When he noticed the gathered crowd that had formed around him when they had first fell, his cheeks burned and he got up with his head bowed. Grabbing his things that had fallen from his grasp when he fell he quickly left the dungeon. Yes, today was going to be one of those days, he could already tell and wondered why Ron had even woken him up.

End of Chapter four (4)

A/N: Well I feel pleased with myself, the two aren't even dating or thinking about it and I already got them to give one another a quick peck on the lips. Albeit it was a funny way for it to happen but for a Harry/Draco bad luck just seems to happen with them don't you think? Anyway, this was a fun chapter to write and I hope you guys reading enjoyed it. Don't forget to give me some feed back on what you all think of the story, I'd really enjoy knowing. Have a fun time trying to think of where my mind is going! As always, Thanks for reading!