The Spirited 13 Days of Halloween

A/N: Cupcakes to everyone who has been reading this! Also, once again, my muse is becoming increasingly fleeting and is being difficult to work with so I'm sorry if this chapter feels different from the others. I say this mainly because I was stuck on how to start this chapter so if it's weird, please forgive! Lastly, hugs for all the positive reviews--I have a flamer on ff.net who was complaining that the characters were too OOC for her O.o I don't know but hugs for everyone who is being nice and giving positive reviews.

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And now:

29 October, Day Eleven

Harry picked Draco up at the other boy's rooms, finding it more difficult to part from his boyfriend. Draco seemed to feel the same for when he saw Harry standing outside his door, he pounced on Harry. When they had surfaced, they walked down to the Great Hall, arms wrapped tight around each other.

"Aren't you two cozy?" Hermione teased playfully, smiling at them when they sat.

Harry shrugged. Hermione eyed Harry, knowing the lack of response meant that something was up. She put her fork down and said, "What's wrong?" She looked at Draco who shrugged.

Harry sighed and shared a look with Draco. "It just...seems wierd...that we're so eager to be near each other."

"I love this," Draco said, "But, Harry's right. I've never..." He trailed off, blushing.

Hermione giggled to herself. "I'd say its just that you two are just so in love that you can't help it...Let me ask you both this: Does it ever feel like you can't get close enough when you are making out?"

Harry nodded absently. "Yeah. So?"

Hermione pointed down the table to where Seamus and Dean were also attached at the hip. "It just means you're in deep with Draco is all."

Both boys started to deny it but then turned to each other, hurt by the other's denial. Laughing, Hermione stood. "I'll leave you boys to figure this out." She went and joined Theo for breakfast.

"Well?" Draco demanded. "Do you love me?"

Harry gulped. He wanted to be honest but he was scared; it seemed to him that it was a bit fast. "I...don't know."

Draco narrowed his eyes. "What does that mean?"

"What about you?" Harry asked. "How do you feel?"

Draco blushed brightly. "I..." He gulped. He knew he loved Harry, had for years if he was truthful. "I do. Love you, that is."

Harry was silently stunned. If Draco felt the same way, why couldn't Harry just admit it? It wouldn't be fair to Draco if he didn't. Swallowing his pride and fear, Harry said, "Me, too. I love you."

Draco made a sound between an "eek!" and a squeal and launched himself at Harry. They happily made out for a few moments, basking in each other's love but were rudely interrupted by a cough.

"Yes, Weasel-bee," Draco sneered. He really didn't like being interrupted when he was kissing Harry and he liked the Weasel even less.

"Can't you two stop that?" Weasley asked. "Some of us would like to be able to enjoy our breakfast."

"You have a problem with us, too, Ronald?" Seamus asked, throwing himself into the fight.

Ron looked uncomfortable being put in the spotlight. "Well....I...yes. It's disgusting to have to eat while two queers are making out at the table."

Seamus growled and Dean whipped out his wand. "I've had enough of your loud mouth." He waved his wand in a complicated manner and uttered something but no one heard what it was because of how fast Dean said it. Ron was engulfed in a cloud of smoke that had everyone in the nearby area coughing.

When the cloud of smoke had disappated, the students erupted into laughter. Ron's uniform had changed into a Slytherin one and he was wearing girl's clothes. In addition, it was very clear that Dean's charm was excellent; Ron had breasts. C-cups to be exact.

"What the bloody hell?" he exclaimed. "Undo this, Dean!"

Dean smirked and shook his head. "No. Not until you get your priorities straight. We may be queer but no one else has a problem with us. In addition, you lost one of the best girls in Hogwarts for being an arse. Get over yourself and then I might change you back."

Mcgonagal joined the group. "What happened here?"

"A prank, professor," Ginny said from where she had been at the back of the group.

"It wasn't!" Ron said. His voice was slowly becoming a higher pitch.

"It sort of wasn't," Dean confessed, "But he honestly deserved it. He called Seamus, Harry, Draco and myself queer and has been harassing Harry ever since he made friends with Draco."

Mcgonagal smirked subtly. "Well then. As the headmaster said, no pranks will be punished. I suggest, Mr. Weasley, that unless something dire happens to you while in this form, you are to remain that way until it wears off. It does wear off, doesn't it, Mr. Thomas?"

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

"Then, I shall see you students later," Mcgonagal said as she left them. The students all began to wander off back to their breakfast and Ron turned to Ginny.

"How could you!" he asked hotly. "I thought you--"

Ginny shook her head, showing off to everyone that she was wearing a collar. "I did. But, I realized last night that I was wrong." Blaise came up behind Ginny and tugged on the leather bracelet on her arm.

Ron's eyes narrowed. "So you've gone over to the dark side?"

Ginny sighed. "Not really." She looked behind her at Blaise. "Just...learning a few things."

"Go sit, pet, and get some breakfast," Blaise said. He watched her go and then turned to Ron. "If you would like, I'll show you some of the things I'm showing her. Maybe leave you tied up and gagged until you get some sense into your head. Maybe then, Dean will remove this charm."

"Not on your life, Zabini," Ron sneered and stormed off. The students laughed again, watching the breasts bounce as Dean hadn't included a bra in the charm.

Harry raised an eyebrow at Ginny who had sat next to him and Draco. "Blaise?"

She sniffed and shook her head. "Not really."

Blaise slapped his hand down on the table, making Ginny jump. "What did I tell you this morning about talking to Harry?"

"He talked to me first!" she said.

Blaise shook his head and tugged on the hoop on her collar. "And you could have just remained silent. Waited for me to join you to explain. Eat something and then go wait for me in my room."

She fumed but nodded. Blaise tugged on her collar. "Yes, sir," she said demurly.

Blaise patted the top of her head. "Good girl." He sat down and greeted Harry and Draco.

Not wanting to embarass Ginny, Harry remained silent until she left in a hurry. "So, what is all that about?"

Blaise smirked. "Some one needed to take her in hand."

"Isn't that...I dunno...cruel what you're doing?" Harry asked.

Blaise shrugged. "Maybe. But frankly, someone needed to get her under his thumb and I was rather bored. Taming that feral animal should be quite fun."

Harry wanted to protest but Draco elbowed him. "Leave it, Harry. Blaise knows what he's doing. She'll be fine."

"Well, I'm off," Blaise said as he stood. "Got a pet to discipline. I'll see you boys in class later."

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After dinner, Harry was dragged to Draco's rooms to study but found himself on the recieving end of one of Draco's blowjobs. Harry slid to the floor after he came, because Draco had been very enthusiasic.

"What brought that on?" Harry asked as he brushed some of Draco's hair behind an ear.

Draco shrugged, looking a bit troubled. "I don't know. Just needed to have you."

Harry half-smiled and kissed his boyfriend silly. "Then it's my turn."

Draco raised an eyebrow before he found himself turned over Harry's shoulder. He yelled out a protest but didn't try to move down. He actually found that he liked the show of strength. When Harry dropped him onto the bed, Harry was panting.

"Didn't think I would get you all the way here," Harry said between breaths.

Draco chuckled and straddled Harry. "But you did." He kissed Harry. "You'll have to work out to do it more often because I certainly liked that."

Harry smirked and pressed a hand to Draco's crotch where the blond wizard was sporting a healthy erection. "I can tell."

Draco leaned down so he was lying on Harry's chest. "I should've told you, love. I love a macho man."

Harry flipped them and Draco naturally wrapped his legs around Harry's wait. "And I love the way you give in to me."

Draco smiled happily but then felt tears well up. Harry cupped Draco's cheek, concerned. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Draco shook his head. "Just wondering where I got so lucky. Never had anyone who loved the way I am despite my family name and history but wouldn't ever take advantage of me."

Harry smiled and kissed Draco's forehead. He vanished their clothes and then started to kiss his way down Draco's body. It wasn't perfect--Harry could feel ribs and there were scars from the war--but he loved it all the same. He sucked a few times on the head of the cock but, dipped his head further down. He licked both balls and then found his destination.

"Oh, god," Draco moaned, "Never thought...you would've...liked...doing that."

Harry lifted his head and smirked. "Not quite what you're thinking, love. I've got something else in mind." He accio'd the lube pot and dipped a finger in. When the finger easily slid in and out, he looked up at Draco again. "If it hurts any time, tell me. Okay?"

Draco chuckled. "I don't think it will but all right."

Harry shook his head, knowing that Draco didn't have a clue of his plans but that was okay. He trusted Draco to tell him to stop if that time came. He put another finger in next to the first and slowly pushed them in and then back out. Draco groaned lowly but not loud enough.

Harry's third finger went in easily and by this time, Draco was watching with wide eyes. Harry kissed the hip bone near his head and slowly put in a fourth finger. He looked up at his boyfriend, searching for discomfort or uneasiness.

"Okay?" he asked.

Draco nodded. "Yeah. Never had so many in there."

Harry smirked. He figured he was the first to do this to his love but to hear Draco admit it, was a powerful aphrodisiac. He shifted so he was directly between the lean legs and put his thumb in with the other fingers. Draco's eyes went wide and he groaned loudly, hips rising up. Harry stilled his hand, letting Draco get used to the feeling. When he felt the muscles around his hand relax a bit, he moved his hand in and out, slowly.

"Harry," Draco hissed. He was sweating a lot and his cock was overflowing.

Harry twisted his hand, swipping his knuckles across Draco's prostate. It was all Draco needed. Globs of come shot out of the cock, flying so far as to reach Draco's hair and Harry, knowing the moment was crucial, slowly slid his hand out.

"That...was..." Draco shook his head. His eyes were shut and he looked like he was in pain.

Concerned, Harry moved so he could craddle Draco to his chest. "All right there, love?"

Shivering even still, Draco nodded. "Yeah. Where did you learn that?"

Harry smirked. "A book Seamus leant me. I'll show you later. Okay?"

Draco nodded again. "Thank you, Harry."

Harry kissed Draco's forehead. "Your welcome, love."

TBC...