AN: Welp, I'm starting up a new multi-chaptered fic (which means brace yourselves, folks. xD) It's Harry/Draco, my favorite, and I hope that I can do the amazing couple justice. I hope that all of you enjoy this new idea and give lots of feedback (pwease? :D) much love and enjoy!

Pairings: Harry/Draco, eventual Blaise/Seamus

Warnings: cursing

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, not little 'ol me. :(


It was in the middle of breakfast when an unnatural hush suddenly came over the Great Hall.

It lasted for only a few seconds; someone gasped, and then there was a huge swell of noise– frantic, gossipy whispers, crows of disbelief, shouts of anger– it was a maelstrom of sound coming from all sides and all angles.

"Is it true?"

"Do you really think...?"

"Them? Not a chance!"

"It's got to be a trick of magic!"

And then Harry Potter strolled into the Hall, and everything once again went utterly still.

"Harry, tell me it's not true," Ron's wan, shaky voice finally spoke up from the hordes of angry Gryffindor faces.

"Er, w-what?" Harry asked intelligently, feeling distinctly uncomfortable at the sensation of a thousand pairs of eyes focused on him.

Ron got up and stormed over to Harry, then threw a crumpled up newspaper at his chest. It hit hollowly, then dropped to the ground; it was so quiet in the Hall that everyone could hear the scratch of paper against marble.

Harry swallowed thickly, heart pounding in his throat, and leaned down to pick it up; what he saw made his heart stop altogether.

Plastered on the front page was a moving picture of he and Draco Malfoy, shirtless, writhing in bed and making out for all they were worth.

Harry felt his stomach drop to his knees.

"Oh, shit."


AN: Well said, Harry. haha let me know what you think! Chapter 1 is already in the works--keep a look out, I update quick!