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Harry, Ron, and Ginny were heading back to the train Colin
had been pulled aside by his parent he convinced Harry that he would be fine.
“Ginny,” Seamus intercepted her on the way to the train Dean
was with him chatting his ear off.
“How was your Christmas?” Ginny asked planting a kiss on Seams’s lips.
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“Hi Harry!” Hermione hugged him and Ginny, “Did you get my
gift if they don’t fit you can take them back.”
“Don’t flavored condoms fit all sizes?” Dean asked.
No one had the courage to acknowledge that, “Uh-hello
Hermione,” Ron said slightly jealous were was his hug.
“Oh hello Ronald,”
Hermione emphasized her anger. Harry
closed his eyes they fought too much.
“What did I do wrong?” Ron asked
“Your letter you sent me was rather rude,” Hermione
explained.
“What Hermione I read that letter!” Harry said he was not choosing sides he was
just surprised.
“That’s what you think,” Hermione produced the letter, “See
right there,” she pointed.
The boys and Ginny hovered closer, “It says From, Ron,” Seamus blinked.
“Yeah isn’t it terrible!”
Ginny gasped.
The guys all exchanged looks, “Gin we don’t see it,” Dean
concluded for he was safe he had no potential dates or lack there of.
“How can you not see it?”
Ginny gawked.
Seamus shrugged, “It’s just From, Ron what’s bad about that!”
“Everything,” Hermione folded her arms.
Ginny had a look of disapproval towards her boyfriend, “Boys
never get anything.”
“Here Ron you keep the letter from me,” Hermione walked off Ginny followed.
“Oh great get Gin mad at me!” Seamus cursed Rs ths they clamored on the
train.
“But there is nothing wrong with this letter,” Ron reminded
baffled.
“Maybe because it’s from you,” Dean said.
“Dean she told us that.” Harry replied.
“Yes but that’s not what I mean. If it was from say Gregory there would be
nothing wrong with that.”
“Whose Gregory!” Ron glared.
“Hypothetically!” Dean said, “Because you sent the letter it
was taboo.”
Ron opened his mouth to speak and thloselosed it and opened
it again. “But Ron’s written ‘mione before,” Harry stated for Ron.
Dean shrugged, “That’s my guess.”
Harry grabbed an empty compartment for his dorm mates, “Well
it’s a bad guess Dean,” Seamus glared.
Dean frowned, “Well at least I have a guess,” he sat next to
Ron and Harry sat across from Ron near the window. Ron reread the letter for the third time as
the train started.
Harry frowned, “Where’s Colin?” he asked the boys standing
to look out of the door.
“He’s probably siding with Hermione and Ginny,” Seamus
growled tapping his fingers on the seat.
“No, no,” Harry shook his head sitting back down, “Colin
never disagrees with me.”
“He doesn’t disagree with you, yet,” Dean stated.
“What about in the Hospital Wing you two fought,” Ron
pointed out.
“Well,” Harry made a face trying to think of an excuse.
“Sorry Harry!” Colin
gasped the door flung open simultaneously.
“What took you?” Harry enquired.
“My parents they want to make sure I am coming home for the
summer and then Christmas present,” he caught his breath. “They’re still upset but its progress.”
“Can we focus on the problem,” Ron had grown rather bored of
the conversation.
Colin settled in between Harry and Seamus, “What problem?”
Dean asked.
“Ginny is mad at me cause of what Ron did to Hermione!” Seamus smacked some sense into Dean.
“What did you do?” Colin wondered.
“Nothing,” Colin raised an eyebrow, “Seriously!”
“Its true,” Harry said, “Show him the letter.”
Ron gave Colin the letter, “You see.”
He read it over frowned and reread it, “ooooooooo!”
Colin nodded, “I see you messed up here,” he points to the, from.
Ron gawked, “That’s what ‘mione
said but I don’t see it.”
“Because Ron the letters from
you.”
“That’s what I said!” Dean felt proud.
“No, he put from and not something else like love,” Colin
handed the letter back.
“What’s the difference?” Ron grabbed the parchment.
Colin shrugged and turned to Harry, “Maybe if it’s all right
you can visit my family this summer.”
“Uh well I’d like to Colin, if they want me to but
Dumbledore,” Harry played with Colin’s hair.
n cln class=GramE>“Focus!” Seamus smacked Colin
upside the head, “What does Ron do to fix this?”
“I really don’t want to get involved with this,” Colin
rubbed his head.
“Oh no you’re helping us,” Ron ordered.
“Ummm…no,” Colin said turning back
to Harry. Dean whispered something to
Ron and nodded at Seamus. Harry eyed the
three boys suspiciously. “What about
Dennis how is he coming around?”
“Donno, he wouldn’t talk to me,”
Harry rubbed his shoulder apologetically.
“Now,” Dean shouted Seamus jumped on Colin the boys collided
with the floor Ron went to help hold the struggling Colin.
“Let me go!” He
groaned tossing his head back and forth.
“You owe me Colin,” Ron growled, “Spill!”
“What do you want my advice? I don’t even like girls!” Colin grunted when
Seamus elbowed him in the gut, “Ugh.”
“Ron, please,” Harry said but he did not seem worried Colin
would give in before he was really hurt.
“Please I don’t wan-oaf!” Colin had a fair size cut under
his eye from Dean, “Fine, fine let me up,” Ron nodded letting him go. Seams stood up pleased, “Ha suckers I’m not
saying anything!” Dean jumped Colin
causing the two of them to fall over Colin hit his head against the seat,
“Bloody Ox!” Colin pushed and wiggled to try and get free.
“Colin, just tell them,” Harry ordered pulling Dean off of
his lover. Colin moaned his head
pounding.
“No, he’ll run off,” Dean struggled to get out of Harry’s
grasps.
“Sit,” Harry pushed Dean in his seat. Pulling Colin into his lap when everyone had
settled he encouraged Colin, “Go on.”
Colin sighed, “Ok first of all girls love details you could
have wrote 30’ on Quidditch and signed With Love and
she would have been less mad. You need
to do something to fix this with details she can relish in and gossip to her
friends about later.”
Dean had pulled out parchment and was taking notes. Ron rubbed his head he was clueless. Harry kissed the back of his beater’s neck.
“So what’s he do?”
Seamus asked.
Colin gave Harry a look, “Go on,” Harry encouraged
again. eaneeaned back into Harry as he
continued, “Secondly all girls like to hear that they’re beautiful. That’s why they take hours to get ready and
then have to ask if they look good. Its
sort of how they are made if they don’t here it she’ll never be satisfied.
“Colin this is Hermione she doesn’t care,” Harry
interjected.
“Yeah she’s too busy studying to care,” Ron agreed.
Colin rolled his eyes and shook his head, “So they like it
or they don’t!?” Dean asked.
“They like it, even Hermione. She just probably has never heard it before
so she doesn’t think she is. So she
studies that way she can at least be the smart one if not the pretty one. But she does want to hear it from her soul to
her outer being.”
Seamus glanced at Dean, “Make copies.”
“Ok so I just go tell her she’s beautiful,” Ron raised an
eyebrow.
“No,” Colin shivered as Harry kishis his shoulder, “You
missed that train. You have to show her
that you’re enthralled with every piece of her.”
“Uh…” Seamus, Dean, and Ron looked overwhelmed.
“Oh shit it’s easy,” Colin rolled his eyes. He arched his back when Harry licked his ear.
“Maybe I should just be gay,” Dean said putting his things
down.
“You could date Draco,” Harry joked with him.
“Back to girls,” Dean picked up his things.
“Yeah besides guys can be as hard as girls when it comes to
relationships,” Colin stated.
“Not for you, you always agree with Harry,” Ron argued.
“Sure I do. Like
right now, I don’t think he should be trying to seduce me.”
“You’re already seduced,” Harry purred.
“What kind of fight is that?
No Harry I don’t want to have sex with you on the train in front of all
your dorm mates,” Seamus joked.
“Yes you do you’re just being polite,” Dean joked back.
“Ahh, Harry, don’t kiss me there,”
Seamus continued.
“You didn’t complain in bed.
You never hold me anymore after we make love,” Dean laughed.
“You want me to hold you?” Seamus flew at Dean, the boys
wrestled to the floor.
“Yeah you’re right we don’t fight so much,” Colin agreed
with Ron after that scene.
“Well what do I do?” Ron looked pale.
Colin bit his lip thinking Harry pushed his hard cock
against Colin, “Are you kidding me Potter!” Colin raised an eyebrow.
“Stop being polite,” Harry joked like Dean.
“Do you want us to leave?” Seamus raised an eyebrow from the
floor. Colin nodded his head hopefully.
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“You get thirty minutes,” Dean said dragging Ron out of the
compartment.
Harry pressed Colin down on the seat kissing him and quickly
pulling his shirt off as he licked the younger boy’s nipples. Colin reached out to pull Harry’s member out
of his pants. He began stroking it as
Harry lavished the boy’s navel, “Colin,” Harry moaned into his flesh as his
sweet spot was rubbed.
“I need to taste,” Colin said trying to sit up to latch on
Harry. Harry sat back against the seat
his feet on the seat his legs spread. He
positioned himself between said legs he ran his tongue along the length. He pressed his thumb against Harry’s sweet
spot on his sac.
“Mmm gngh,”
Harry grunted Colin was teasing again.
He ran his teeth against the prick licking spastically. Harry moaned and grunted trying to press
Colin further down on his groin.
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Colin laughed, “Patience my dear,” He warned taking Harry’s
sac in his mouth. Harry gasped as his mouth molested his balls. He stroked the shaft as he devoured the
flesh. Harry continued his incoherent
noises until Colin finally deep throated him, he sighed running his fingers
though Colin’s hair.
“Colin,” he hissed bucking his hips he began to thrust into
the warmth. Colin closed his eyes
running his tongue underneath the meat, “mmm.” Colin mmphed on the end of Harry’s cock he plunged into him
before shuddering and coming into his lover’s mouth. Colin drank hungrily before detaching, “so
good,” he snuggled into Harry’s arms.
Harry held his eyes closed as he concentrated on the speed of Colin’s
heart against his chest. His breathing
trying to slow down, “Love you,” he kissed his seeker.
“You’re turn,” Harry said after a moment pulling his pants
down lower, “Want you inside.”
“But it’s been thirty minutes,” Colin lied it was only like
twenty but still he did not think it was enough time to do Harry the way he
wanted to do him.
Harry whimpered, “But you’re still hard,” he played with the
younger ones hair.
“I’ll—live,” Colin said although he was not sure if it was
possible.
“Why, why?” Harry didn’t want him
to live he wanted his head bruised.
“Later Harry,” He promised rubbing up against Harry. He complied by masturbating for him.
Colin was slipping his shirt back on when the trio came
back. “Is it really weird?” Dean
inquired.
“Nuh-uh Harry tastes like an
angel,” Colin sat comfortably back down beside the blushing Harry.
“Over share,” Seamus made a face.
“Not really, Ginny says that you taste good as well,” Colin
offered. Seamus smiled sheepishly until
Ron glared at him.
“So help me!” Ron
whinnied.
“All right,” Colin sucked on his fingers as he thought. The boys looked on anticipating; Harry for an
extremely different reasons. He teased
his fingers with his tongue as he thought.
He made a loud smacking sound when he was done. “I think I have it let me just go over the
details.”
Ron nodded approvingly, “Will it take awhile?”
“Maybe,” Colin paused seeing a friend pass by the
compartment, “tell you tonight,” He bolted up and went to intercept.
“Tonight that’s like forever!” Ron called.
Harry shrugged, “He’s doing the favor if he didn’t you and
Hermione would be fighting for weeks and even afterwards she’d hold it over
your head.”
Ron agreed if this worked he would be happy. “So how’s Percy doing? I never really liked him but it’s something
you wouldn’t wish on your worse enemy.” Dean changed the subject.
Dinner came; and so came the
advice, “Like I said you need something to sweep her of her feet. You can’t just apologize—you need to
apologize as well but you need more.
Details she’ll love something romantic and epic she’ll keep with her
until she’s old.”
“And…?” The boys, who included Neville, were hanging on
every word.
“Patience,” Colin took a bitehis his pork. “First you must understand why you’re doing
this. If done correctly it can spur a
relationship to bud if you’re in a relationship bonus points, I suppose blow
jobs are the same girl or guy so, patience.
This isn’t just being sorry you have to do that and add one up onto
it. Bottom line; impress her.”
“Does Patience have ie or ei,” Dean asked.
“Don’t know,” Colin swallowed his milk, “Here’s what you do;
you have Harry give her a note in private, don’t make a show about it, the note
will say, ‘meet me in the Astronomy Tower.’
And give sometime before curfew. Harry
could say that you really want to talk to her.
She’d probably act as if she would not care in the least but just beforuriouriosity would get her and she’d go.
And we’d let her none the wiser.
Meanwhile Ron would be safely preparing. First you light the entire room
with the glow of candles. Second you
have an area set off near the viewing windows for when you talk. She’ll enter and see said things she’ll be even more curious
especially as to where the romantic music is coming from. Boldly you make your presence know, silhouetting
against the light from the moon; pausing to let her take the moment in, again
details. Stride forward; you know how to
you make fun of Krum and Malfoy enough. Start with her name, again pausing, then
apologize; explain that lovealwaalways there whether written or not. Don’t make it speech-like just naturally talk
but no whining and no begging. Ask if
she accepts, it doesn’t really matter is she does or not the next step is
important most of all. Ask her to dance. If she forgives you
say, ‘then dance with me’ if not ask, ‘before you go do me one thing and dance
with me.’ If she cares about you Ron she’ll dance with you, either if she
forgives you or not but you still must ask for forgiveness because it sets the
tone and to add details. So you pull her
into dancing in the moonlight, holding her as if you’ll never let go and if she’ll
break any moment. At first just dance,
the tone will draw you near and then whisper things such as she’s beautiful,
gorgeous use adjectives do not say she’s smart, she knows that, she doesn’t
care. She wants to be worshipped right
then as the god of beauty, I uh mean goddess,” Colin said the boys had finished
dinner a while ago and had retreated to the boys’ dorm. Colin was perched on Harry’s bed his feet
dangling off of the end. Harry was
backed up against his boarboard his legs just long enough so that his feet
could play with the back of the younger one’s robes. The other guys sat sporadically around the
room.
“I don’t know,” Ron pondered, “Everyone will make fun of
me.”
“It’s not about you Ron-ald,” Colin mimicked Hermione’s
tone.
“Is that from some love movie?” Dean spat from his bed.
“Could be,” Colin said, “Not exactly.”
“Colin there is a big flaw in your plan,” Harry offered.
“There is?” Colin glanced back at Harry.
“Ronald cannot
dance,” Harry reminded.
“Oh yeah, no one in the dorm can dance, I managed at the
ball but…” Seamus supplied.
“White boys can’t dance,” Dena laughed at his friends.
“You can’t dance?” Colin asked directly to Ron.
“Neither can Harry!”
Ron was not sinking alone.
“Poppycock, everyone can dance,” Colin countered.
“Not everyone,” Harry said softly.
“Did you just say poppycock?” Neville asked.
“Yes, I’m trying not to swear, and everyone can it just
takes practice and self-confidence.”
“If you’re so sure, show us,” Seamus was a bit offended if
everyone could dance then, wwas was his problem?
Colin gave him a look, “Yeah go on Creevey,” Ron said with
the same offended tone.
“This should be interesting,” Harry said shifting positions
so that he lied on his stomach with his chin propped on his hands his feet
against the headboard.
“Fine, I’ll teai>
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you to dance Ron,” Colin emphasized teach before standing and proceeding to the
middle of the dorm, “Music?”
Dean turned on a radio or produced music magically Harry was
not certain to which. “All right then,
Ron stand, please.”
Ron stood nervously, “Now I’ll be the ‘girl’,” Colin
explained putting his hands on Ron’s shoulders.
“Around my waist that’s it.”
Ron had to get approving nods from his mates before each
step. “Now relax and move he bhe beat. 1-2-3-4, try not to look down. Ron, Ron, relax,” Colin groaned all the rules
and Colin’s coaxing to relax just made Ron tense more, he was as stiff as a
board.
“OW, damn it! Weasley
watch your feet,” Colin hopped slightly until the pain stopped, “But don’t look
at the ground. And re-lax,” Colin
sounded out.
“I am relaxed,” Ron muffled his face blushed the color of
his hair.
Colin looked at Harry for help. The boy-who-lived just smiled, “Ron, relax I
wouldn’t bite,” Colin eased his tone trying to sooth, “Come on relax. Relax!”
Colin was getting frustrated. Ron
was rigid he would not relax! Colin sighed he needed Ron to relax or it just
would not work. Colin gambled tightening
his grip on Ron; he pressed forward nailing a kiss on his lips. The room held its breath in shock. Harry watched with no expression Ron tried to
break free but Colin was determined he waited his lips pressed to his lover’s
best friend it might never end. He
closed his eyes, it was less nerve racking that way, with all the room staring,
with his eyes closed, it was just lips. Ron relaxed slightly Colewarewarded him
by sucking on his bottom lip trying to get in the mouth and make the keeper
putty. Harry straightened up he
understood the concept but why did Colin have to do that. He didn’t mind Ron; he was just being pressured
into it. Well he did mind that out of all
the people Colin kissed it was Ron, but he didn’t blame Ron. He blamed him for getting involved, for going
overboard, and for kissing his friend!
He was mad for the sucking on Ron’s tongued and exploring Ron’s
mouth. But Harry did not stop it and
Colin assumed approval or at least acceptance.
“Ok,” Colin breathed when Ron was relaxed. “Relaxed?”
Ron nodded sheepishly.
Colin moved on showing him how to dance.
Harry now annoyed with the projected lost interest and picked up Quidditch though the ages. He was still mad but he rather Hermione and
Ron make up. Besides why should he be
jealous, Colin made it clear that he only loved him and that ‘Ron wasn’t like
that.’ Still, Harry pretended to read as he sent death glares at hise.
“Good luck,” Colin waved him off.
“Wish me luck Harry?” Ron asked Harry glanced up from the
fire gazing he smiled and saluted. He
took that and left.
“Harry,” Ginnng sng sweetly, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Harry hissed gripping the arms of his seat
angrily.
“Harry?” Colin
called.
Hateful eyes fell on him causing him to shutter violently,
“Damn Colin watcha do?” Dean asked from a chess table
he and Seamus were sitting by.
He shook his head with a shrug, he obviously did something,
but he wasn’t sure. He stood to walk
towards him, “No,” Harry hissed Colin froze, “Stay away from me.”
“Harry I-”
&; fight somewhere else.”
“No,” Harry growled but the smoke began to clear he’d finish
later for now, he gazed back at the fire, “I give you permission to leave,”
Harry snarled. He waited for the last
bit he knew would come, “I revoke your common room privileges you may only walk
though to get from the dorms to classes, for I don’t want to see you.”
Slowly turned he exited to the dorms, “Harsh,” Seamus
whispered.
“He is so whipped,” Dean laughed. He added after several
minutes, “Bet they don’t make up.”
Seamus made a face those stakes were in Dean’s favor, “I’ll
bet you,” Ginny said softly.
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