Summary: Harry's been feeling odd as of late

Summary: Harry's been feeling odd as of late. He can't seem to get his mind off Malfoy his arch rival and main loathing besides Voldemort. He finds himself staring at him often or feeling eager for their next fight. But, it's not like he likes him or anything, and he's not gay! Some people see it differently, and they want to drive Harry insane with putting a spell on everyone until he breaks down and realizes the truth!.

Main Pairing: Harry/Draco

Kiss The Boy

I groaned as I tossed and turned in bed, trying in vain to get to sleep before it was time to get up. But it was impossible! I mean, you'd be forced to stay awake too if evil pictures of a gorgy Malfoy kept flashing in your head. Wait! Did I just think 'gorgy'?! Ew! No way! Malfoy is such a prick! I bet he's sending me these pictures and put a spell on me to distract me from quidditch!

"Oh look! I think he's wakin' up!" I heard a woman say by my ear.

"No duh Sherlock. OW! Don't hit me!" I heard another whine.

"You deserved it pudgy!"

"Girls! Stop! We don't want to make a bad impression!"

I cracked open an eye wearily. "Whothere?" I mumbled. I blinked both of my eyes open and stared at what I saw. What the fuck? Why are three little women sitting on my stomach in beige Greecian dresses? Or are they Egyptian…? Oh well who cares? There's still the matter of the small women on my stomach!

The plump one smiled at me. "Hey sugar! You finally woke up. We were just about to give up." She said, toying with her ponytail.

The skinny and tall one glared at the plump one. "We would not! We would have stayed! But you might have left!" she ended, smirking.

The tallest sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry for my sisters. They quarrel all the time."

Harry stared at them blurrily for a moment, reached for his glasses, put them on, and yelled, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM?!"

The women glared at me. "Language!" the plump one scolded. "And to answer your question, we're three of the muses." She said proudly.

I blinked. Muses… wait… "Aren't you from that muggle cartoon movie of Hercules?" I asked uncomfortably.

They all nodded. "You bet!" said the skinny and tall one.

"Then shouldn't you be getting back to it?" I asked tiredly. I just want to go back to sleep! Why?! This is all Malfoy's fault I bet!

The tallest one smiled at me. "No. We need to help you!"

I stared at them for a moment, pulled out my wand, cast a banishing spell, and got up to start my day.

"What problem? All they help out with is love and shite. And I don't have any love problems." I said with conviction as I stepped into the shower.

As I stepped in and turned on the water, I became aware that someone was staring at me. I looked around quickly, but saw no one. "What the hell? I hope those freaky muses left!" I said in irritation. "But, no time to go all angsty emo! I need to get to class!"

I chatted with Ron about quidditch as we waited for Snape. He's such a greasy old git… and greasy too. Did I mention greasy? I let my eyes roam as Ron started to talk about food and how he'd wished he had gotten up earlier so he could've eaten.

I spotted Malfoy talking to Zabini quietly. His petal pink lips delicately formed words I couldn't hear; his face, almost as pale as the moon, flawless; luscious hair, he had stopped wearing gel, that I just wanted to run my hands through. Mmm… just thinking about it-

"Harry? Harry!?"

"Huh?" I blinked and looked back at Ron and Hermione, who both looked worried.

"Are you alright mate? You went all zony for a second." Ron said, poking me in the chest.

I shook me head to clear it, and then nodded. "Yeah Ron, I'm fine." What the fuck was I doing anyway? Staring at Malfoy? I should be glaring! Yes, that's right! I should be glaring at the prick! Not sighing over him!

Snape billowed in like the greasy git/bat he is, that evilly… evil glare on his face.

"Today class, you will make potions of your own choice. So be grateful. The pairings are, Granger/Parkinson. Zabini/Weasley. Crabb/Goyle…" and on, and on he went. I sighed in frustration and slumped in my seat.

"… And finally, Malfoy/Potter. Get to work."

I groaned. Malfoy? Again? Why is it me to always be paired with him?! I stood up and dragged my way to Draco's desk and sat down in the chair next to him.

Draco smirked a sexy-no! evil smirk. "Hey Potty, got your knickers in a knot?" he insulted.

I glared at him. "And what's wrong with you? That time of the month?" Oh! Burn! I am so awesome!

Draco scoffed. "Whatever Potty. Your jokes are too lame to affect me. Anyway, we're going to be making a Pepperup Potion. Go grab the ingredients Potty." He snapped, then began to get the necessary tools out.

I rolled my eyes and went to the cupboard to get the necessary materials, then returned to find Malfoy was waiting with everything ready. Without a word, he reached out his hand for the first ingredient. I gave it to him and sighed.

It went on like that for a minute. By that time I was bored. My eyes roamed aimlessly, scanning Malfoy. He looked like he was concentrating pretty hard, thin eyebrows furrowed as he read out of the book that held the directions, molten silver eyes scanning the page, and lips pursed slightly. Merlin those lips looked good… What am I saying!? I'm a boy and so is he! He's Malfoy! It's not like I want to kiss him!

Percussion…

Huh?

Strings…

What the hell?

Winds…

What's going on?

Words…

'Dere, you see him,

Sitting 'dere across 'de way

What the fuck? Why does this sound oddly like that song from the Little Mermaid? I look down at the table when I realize that the music and lyrics are coming from down there. I think my eyes bulged when I saw fucking Sebastian pointing with a claw at Malfoy.

He don't got a lot to say,

But 'dere's someting about him

Erm… I'm feeling really uncomfortable right now. Why is that character here? And why is he singing to me? Wait… why is he pointing at Malfoy? And what does he mean 'there's something about him'? There's nothing about Malfoy except hate and evilness-ness… ness…

And you don't know why,

But you're dying to try

You wanna kiss 'de boy

"Did you hear something?" I asked Malfoy. He looked at me like I was insane, and then shook his head, after taking the next ingredient. I whip my head up and look around the class. Why isn't anyone noticing the crab? Everyone's working, not even looking up. What the hell? And- Wait a minute! Did he just say I wanna kiss the boy?! What the fuck!? I don't want to kiss Malfoy!

Yes, you want him

Look at him you know you do

I glared down at the crab. Didn't I just think that, no, I didn't want to kiss him!? And in what way would I want him?! … Maybe for a romp- NO! Gah! The crab is getting to me!

Possible he wants you too

There is one way to ask him

I blink at that. Could Malfoy want me? I look over at him and gulp. Wait! If he wants, me then I don't want him! I'm not gay! I mean… I'll admit he's cute… in a non platonic way that is. More like a… gossip fact. Yeah! But… his lips looked so perfect… Maybe…

It don't take a word

Not a single word

Maybe… maybe just a peck… I leaned forward, my brain feeling like mush.

Go on and kiss the boy

I blinked, and then pulled back. What was I thinking?! Damn you Sebastian! You're using me like the fucking prince in the movie! Does this mean he uses magic?! I looked down at the crab and saw him looking frustrated. Serves him right! He then smiled slyly and ordered, "Sing with me now."

My eye twitched when more small creatures appeared on the table. Shit!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Ho-kay! The other animals are the background singers. Greeeeat. Just great.

My oh my!

Looks like the guy's too shy

He aint gonna kiss the boy

Hey! I'm not shy! I'll have you know it takes tons of nerve to play quidditch in front of thousands of people! Just… I'm not gay! Why are you torturing me like this?! Why!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Aint that sad?

Oh yeah?! Well how sad do you think it will be when you're smashed into this fucking bloody table you soon to be sushi roll!

It's such a shame, too bad

He aint gonna kiss the boy

Well of course not! I looked over at Malfoy and sigh. "Um, Malfoy?"

He looks up at me with a 'What the fuck do you want' look.

"I know this is really out of character but… I feel pretty bad about not at least earning some of the grade. Let me guess the next ingredient."

Malfoy raises an elegant brow in challenge.

"Hmm… let's see… Is it… toe of troll?" I asked.

Malfoy got this disgusted look on his face and shook his head.

I chuckled slightly. "Oo-kay no. +heh+ How about… Persian Snake Venom?"

Malfoy shakes his head with a 'Are you an idiot' look on his face.

"Umm… Is it… sugar?" I suggested.

Malfoy looked bored and ticked off at the same time; he looked away from me and to the book.

"Unicorn hair." I looked down to see a slightly ticked off Sebastian whispering that to me. "A strand of Unicorn hair."

I look off to the side unsurely. "Unicorn hair…" I murmured, and then said a little louder, looking at Malfoy. "Unicorn hair?"

Malfoy's head snapped up and he blinked in surprise, and then nodded slowly.

I blinked in astonishment. "Unicorn hair? I got it right?"

Malfoy nodded, and smirked at me, adding unicorn hair to the cauldron.

I stared at him, transfixed. Had that smirk been nicer than usual? "Unicorn hair… it's the same color as yours…"

Malfoy looked up at me with semi wide eyes. He then scowled at me and looked back at the book.

I smiled slightly. Okay, he's cute… for a prick.

I looked over his shoulder, wanting to help out more. I reached for the next ingredient, but bumped hands with Malfoy. He looked up at me in surprise, looking completely shocked.

Now's your moment

Looking into his eyes like a silver lagoon

Boy you better do it soon

No time will be better

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

It would seem like the right moment if it wasn't Malfoy. I slid back a bit and looked away. No way was I going to kiss Malfoy, no way. But I wonder… why isn't he talking? He was fine before I went to get the ingredients.

And he won't say a word

Not a single word

Until you kiss the boy

I'm starting to suspect that Sebastian had something to do with this. Maybe some of his crab magic is behind it? So… I have to kiss Malfoy to get him to talk? That's freaking unfair! I won't do it!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Don't be scared

You had the mood prepared

Go on and kiss the boy

No you crusty crustation! I will not! A boy kissing a boy is not right I tell you! I look back to Malfoy and bite my lip. Ugh! It's not right! Even if he's cute!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Don't stop now

Stop what?! I'm not doing anything! Leave me alone!

Don't try to hide it how

You wanna kiss the boy

Grah! No I tell you! I already said he was cute! What more do you want besides a kiss?!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Float along

Listen to the song

The song say kiss the boy

I don't want to listen to the fucking song! I want you gone and out of my head!

Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Music play

Do what the music say

You wanna kiss the boy

I won't and I don't! Go away!

You've got to kiss the boy

No I don't! You're not the boss of me!

Why don't you kiss the boy

Because it's wrong?! How about that?!

You gotta kiss the boy

I gave you a reply to that already!

Go on and kiss the boy

NO!

The bell rang at that moment, and I rushed out of the class, need desperately to get away from that fucking crab! And Malfoy!

Yay! First chappy done! I accept flamers, since this is my first song fic and Harry Potter fic!