Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2004 22:51:09 EDT
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Aaron Carter at Hogwarts Part 3

This story is a work of fiction.  There is teen male sexual activity
involved so if that's not your thing please go.  The appearance of Aaron
Carter and Scott Leavenworth and their activities does not mean that they
are either gay or wizards in real life.  The characters from the Harry
Potter books are the property of J.K. Rowling.

Chronologically this chapter takes place at the beginning of Year 5.
Obviously there is no connection or correlation between the events here and
the ones in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.

All comments to SidG0714@cs.com.  Enjoy

Aaron Carter at Hogwarts Part III
By Sid G.  Copyright 2004

	When Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and their guests
Aaron Carter and Scott Leavenworth got off the Hogwarts Express they were
immediately greeted by Professor McGonagall.

	"Come on the five of you.  Follow me, no dawdling," the head of
Gryffindor House said turning on her heels.

	The friends took a quick glance at each other and ran to catch up
with McGonagall.

	"Professor," Harry said but stopped at an upraised hand.

	Instead of following the path they'd followed the previous year to
the castle from the platform they turned into a wider hard packed dirt path
with a steep incline.  They'd never seen this side of the castle and it
held none of the magical glory the other faces did.

	It took more than a mile of fast walking until McGonagall turned
onto a flat grassy path leading to the wall.  She turned and waved her
wand.

	"Invisibles Silencio."

	Moments later a string of horse drawn wagons went by filled with
luggage, owls and other animals.  They stood still and silent till the last
one passed.  McGonagall turned to the wall and tapped it five times.  The
shape of a door appeared with the knob appearing where she placed the fifth
tap.  She effortlessly opened the thick stone door and waved the four boys
and one girl through.  As soon as the transfiguration teacher passed
through the door it closed and disappeared.

	"Welcome back students, you as well Mr. Carter.  Greetings
Mr. Leavenworth, I'm sorry to deprive you of the boat trip but you know as
well as the others of the dangers out there," McGonagall said.

	"Yes Professor, it's quite all right, besides my stomach doesn't
quite care for boat trips as Aaron can tell you."

	McGonagall smiled gently, "More the shame then since with the
magical charms nobody has ever been seasick during the crossing."

	"Ah, I see you have all arrived safe and sound."

	They turned to see the Headmaster of Hogwarts walking toward them.
Even to Harry's loving eyes Dumbledore seemed to have aged considerably in
the few days since they'd seen him backstage after the battle at Aaron's
final London concert.

	"Professor Dumbledore," Harry said.

	"Hello Harry, I am truly happy to see that you have fully recovered
from your induced depression."

	"Thank you Sir," Harry said knowing they both knew the basic
depression had been real and for good reasons.

	Dumbledore nodded but there wasn't a hint of a smile.

	"These are dangerous times for all of us.  I can't even be sure
students will be safe here now that Voldemort has returned.  The entire
staff and I have spent the last few days reinforcing the charms, spells and
other enchantments that keep us safe.  I brought you in this way to keep
you separate from your fellow students for a little while longer.  We don't
know which if any of them have fully joined the dark side already."

	"Think we know that Malfoy has," McGonagall said.

	"He did seem a little sinister on the train," Harry said.

	"And yet he walked out of your cabin unscathed," Dumbledore said.

	Harry smiled, "He closed the door, turned and faced four wands.
Said his piece and left in one piece."

	"Very good," Dumbledore said and turned his attention to the two
guests, "Aaron, Scott, it is so good to see you again.  I have told your
headmaster about your invaluable assistance the other night and he has
given your house ten points each."

	"Thank you Sir," they each said.

	"It is time for us to proceed to the great hall.  Scott you will
sit with Gryffindor from the start.  It is after all our counterpart to
your own house."

	"Very good Sir," Scott said.

	Dumbledore smiled and the twinkle in his eye showed for the first
time.  "Follow me then in a straight line and with no hesitation."

	Without waiting for a reply the headmaster turned and proceeded to
walk at stately pace.  Up to and through a wall and into the back of the
cloakroom adjacent to the hall.

	"Student's you go out the front door and join your classmates in
the hall.  Professor, will you join me in the faculty lounge?"

	"Harry," Aaron said as they reached the front door.

	"Because he didn't ask me and we don't want them to change their
visible attitude toward Draco," Harry said then opened the door.

	"Is he always like that?" Scott said.

	"Often," Ron said, "one of the reasons I love him so."

	Harry took Ron's hand and they walked into the hall and over to
their table.  Fred, George and Neville were already there and Harry again
marveled at how hot Neville had gotten over the last couple of years.  How
Seamus couldn't keep his eyes of the boy.  Harry and Ron sat next to Fred
while Hermione sat next to George.  Aaron and Scott sat next to Hermione.
Neville was between Ron and Seamus and across from Scott.

	Near the end of the sorting ceremony Harry grimaced in pain and
covered the lightening bolt scar on his forehead.

	"What's wrong Harry?" Ron said.

	"Thomas Ratsel," McGonagall said.

	"He's here, in the room."

	"Impossible," Hermione said.

	Harry looked up front at the boy now sitting under the sorting hat
and their eyes locked.

	"Slytherin," the hat said and the boy smiled a smile Harry had last
seen in the heart of the Chamber of Secrets.

	Harry forced himself to smile in return before turning to Fred.

	"Fred, can you talk to Snape and find out what you can about that
last boy? Name's Ratsel I think."

	Fred started to ask a question but saw the look on Harry's face,
"Done, I'll tell you at breakfast."

	"Thanks brother-in-law," Harry said and breathed a sigh of relief
as the pain subsided.



	Up in the common room the new Gryffindors mingled with their new
house mates and the returning students caught up and talked about the
students who'd graduated the prior year.  Colin Creevey walked up camera in
hand and pleading look in his eyes.

	"Is it all right if I take your pictures?"

	"Sure," Aaron said and pulled Scott closer.

	Colin took a couple quick pictures and turned to Hermione, "Would
you mind taking one of me with them.  It would mean a lot."

	Hermione rolled her eyes but smiled as she rose and took the
camera.  Aaron and Scott separated and the younger smaller boy sat between
them.

	When Colin got up there was a line waiting for their turn.
Hermione looked at Colin and then their guests.

	"If you want pictures this is your one chance," Scott said and the
line doubled in size.

	When all the pictures were taken the four boys said good night and
headed up to their room along with Neville and Seamus.  Harry walked in
first and started laughing and the others rushed up to see what was so
funny.  Instead of the normal complement of beds there were three king
sized four poster beds spread out around the room.

	"Don't take too much for granted do they?" Ron said.

	"I don't mind at all," Scott said and dragged Aaron over to the one
with their luggage by its side.

	"Stripus completes totalis," Harry said with a swish of his wand
and they were all instantly naked.

	"Jesus, look at the size of that cock," Aaron said and pointed at
Seamus.

	Seamus spread his legs and put his fists on his hips and shook his
brown hair.  In between his legs and crowned by a neatly trimmed brown bush
was a half-hard penis that stood at seven inches and growing.

	Neville smiled and took Seamus' hand, "Mine."

	"In that case mate let's see you if you can take it all," Seamus
said.

	Ron took hold of Harry's cock, "I know I can take all of this and I
want it now."

	"Understand that," Aaron said and took hold of Scott's.

	As soon as each couple was on its bed the curtains sealed the
four-poster up.  Harry quickly peaked out through his curtains and was
relieved to find he was still in his room.  He heard a couple of giggles
and looked around to see Aaron's and Neville's heads poking out as well.
With a nod Harry pulled his head in and lay next to his love.

	"Guess all of us are a bit nervous," Ron said and kissed Harry hard
on the lips before the Boy Who Lived had a chance to respond.

	Said boy opened his sensuous mouth and let the probing tongue in
and the two young wizards began their dance of love.

	In the middle of the three beds Aaron and Scott were gently
stroking each other's bodies.  They knew when their stay at Hogwarts ended
they had to part.  Aaron would continue his tour of Great Britain and Scott
to return home to his role on 7th Heaven.  As they leaned into their own
fiery kiss hands caressed lover's cock.

	In the far bed from Harry and Ron's, though closest to the door,
Seamus and Neville lay staring into each other's eyes.

	"Why didn't you ever say anything?" Neville said.

	"Wasn't till late last year that I was willing to accept being gay.
Me Dad has never been too fond of them, us to say the least so I tried hard
to be straight but finally gave up."

	"Glad you did, took me a bit as well."

	"And then I'd seen you with the three of them a year ago and with
Harry and Ron during the year and how was I going to compete with that?"
Seamus said.

	Neville leaned in and kissed Seamus gently on the lips.

	"That's the first time I've kissed another boy," Seamus said.

	"That's the first time I've kissed another boy with love.  As much
as I love them as friends it has always been sex with them.  Ron and Harry
are too much in love with each other for it to be anything else with me and
I accepted it," Neville said, "But I want to have the same thing with you.
If you do?"

	Seamus raised Neville's eyes and the boy saw the tears in Seamus's
eyes.

	The second kiss was harder, longer and more passionate without
losing a drop of the love.

	No words were being spoken between Harry and Ron.  None needed to
be.

	And in polite company no words could have been since they were in
the middle of a hot sixty-nine.  Each boy worked on his lover's prick while
stroking the other's smooth skin.

	Aaron looked down at Scott through the boy's raised legs.

	"Love you," the young singer said.

	"Make love to me my love," the young actor replied.

	And Aaron did.  Slow strokes in and out of the still tight and
always hot ass.

	Neville and Seamus were still kissing and feeling each others
bodies.  Without speaking a word, always the way with true love, neither
touched the others hard cock.

	Harry and Ron were still in their mutual fellatio but moving a lot
faster than before.  Both boys ran fingers through lover's hair and tried
to control the action.

	Trying to delay the inevitable orgasm.

	Succeeding for a few more moments till each exploded deeply into
the other's mouth, throat and soul.

	Aaron's long cock stroked Scott into arousal with each thrust and
Scott started wanking as he felt his lover get closer to the edge.  He saw
Aaron's eyes glaze and knew.

	Aaron thrust in deeply and let loose a long volley of cum deep up
Scott's ass.  The final thrust started Scott's cum on its way and when the
boy felt his love's seed strike his insides shot his own over both their
chests.

	Finally Neville and Seamus gently took hold of the others hard
throbbing rods and after one stroke shot the biggest loads of their lives.



	When they reached the Great Hall for breakfast Harry saw Draco
looking at him.  Draco nodded and placed an envelope on the table next to
the door.  Harry gave him time to get inside before picking the letter up
then put it in his cloak's pocket after noticing the two wax seals.  The
broken one he recognized as the Malfoy crest and the other was the
Slytherin seal and he presumed Draco put it there.

	Taking his usual seat Harry saw Draco staring at him with his usual
malevolence and stared back.  Grateful, for once, that it seemed to be an
act.

	After his first bowl of cereal he slipped the envelope out of the
pocket and for the first time saw the message on the front.  Neatly written
under Draco's name was "Read and Burn."

	"Put that away for now," Fred said, "this isn't the place.
Everybody go straight to potions from here.  That includes you two."

	"What's up?" Ron whispered to his brother, "You finally going to
tell me about the Burrows being destroyed?"

	Fred stood and leaned toward his younger but taller brother who
rose to meet him.  Before anything more could be said or done Harry and
Hermione pulled their boyfriends back down.

	"Ron, you know that's unfair.  Mum and Dad ordered us not to tell
you two," George said, "Besides it isn't totally destroyed.  Just going to
need lots of work when its time.  And not time right now."

	Ron nodded, "It's just that I'm mad that after everything I've gone
through with Harry nobody thought I could take the news."

	Fred smiled, "If I hadn't gone back with Dad the first time I'm not
sure George and I would know.  Right now they're staying with Sirius in
London."

	"Is that wise?" Hermione asked, "I mean we all know the truth but
how would it look at the ministry?"

	"Risk have to take, they did move the Burrow's flue stop to Sirius'
house so it reduces it a little bit," George said, "Wait the staff is
leaving the table.  Finish what's on your plates and let's go."

	"What?  I've only had three servings," Scott said and they all
started laughing.



	Snape turned after locking the door to his private office behind
the potions classroom and stared at Neville and Seamus.

	"They're our friends Professor, weren't going to let them run off
again when we can help," Seamus said.

	Snape gave his thin little smile and turned to Harry.

	"Who is this boy you had Fred asking about?"

	"Professor McGonagall said his name was Thomas Ratsel and he gave
me the same cold sneer of a smile that Tom Riddle gave me down in the
Chamber of Secrets.  And my scar was burning like Voldemort was real
close," Harry said.

	Snape shuddered at the sound of his old master's name.

	"And what did he look like?" Snape said.

	"He's in your house, why are you asking me?" Harry said.

	Snape merely stared.

	"Seemed a bit tall for an eleven-year-old, black hair that was
combed like Riddle's and that smile," Harry said meeting Snape's eyes.

	Snape turned to the wall, "Reveal Ratsel."

	Standing alone outside the potions classroom was a short blond boy
with a scar on his cheek.

	"That's not who I saw," Harry said.

	"Wait a second," Hermione said, "Ratsel is the German word for
riddle.  So Thomas Ratsel would be Tom Riddle."

	"And how do you know that Miss Granger?" Snape said.

	"A lot of good magic came from Germany so I learned German over the
summer so I could study them this year.  Doesn't everybody?" Hermione said.

	"Blimey, she's at it again," Ron said earning himself glares from
all around.

	"That Miss Granger is why you use translation spells but your point
is well taken.  Especially since this boy does not seem to belong in
Slytherin," Snape said.

	"Did you ask Professor McGonagall what he looked like to her?"
Harry asked.

	"I thought it prudent not to but I will be keeping my eyes on him
and I do mean more than just two.  Now Mr. Potter, that letter Draco gave
you.  Let me see it please."

	Harry took the envelope from his robe's pocket and handed it over.

	"Interesting and not what I expected at all.  For all those who
still doubt you Harry this letter would prove Voldemort's return."

	"Then it's his writing and not Lucius Malfoy's despite the seal?"
Harry said.

	Snape nodded and began to read.



      Dear Draco;

	I hope you don't mind my using your family seal but since your
father's away it is up to me to fulfill my promise to him to keep you safe.
You see dear boy he does have some feelings for you.

	Be very careful on the third, in fact it might be wise to become
sick or hurt in the afternoon and go to hospital.  At least until there's
no room for you there.

	Sincerely,

	L.V.



	There was silence in the room after Snape finished reading.
Something would happen tomorrow evening around suppertime.  They all knew
that and how much Draco had risked.

	Snape turned to Harry as they heard the first class of the day
enter the potions classroom.

	"You will all leave by that side door and go to your classes
without saying a word to anybody.  All except, and don't take this
personally Harry," Snape said then resumed at a much higher volume,
"Mr. Potter, I don't know what you think the meaning of this is and it may
be acceptable in Gryffindor but not to me.  You will go at once to the
Headmaster's office and pray this doesn't finally force him to do what
should have been done long ago.  Expel you."

	Harry smiled and took the outstretched letter then frowned and
forced a tear and headed out the door through the classroom.  As he wiped
his eyes he noticed it was a class of first year Gryffindors and
Slytherins.  He looked around for the blond boy Snape had shown them but
saw the raven haired boy he'd seen at the sorting ceremony.  The boy looked
at him and raised his index finger, then waved.

	Harry ignored his burning scar and just smiled in return.

	Professor Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when Harry arrived.

	"In trouble already Mr. Potter?" the headmaster said with a twinkle
as he took the letter from Harry.

	"Sorry Sir," Harry said with a big smile then wondered if any of
the former headmasters whose portraits lined the walls would or could
report anything to Voldemort.

	 "These are all friends Harry," Dumbledore said.

	Harry wasn't surprised.  The headmaster always seemed to know what
was running through his mind.

	"I see from this note that we have to reevaluate Draco Malfoy's
place in things but certainly he should be in the hospital wing tomorrow.
Please make it clear to him to follow instructions for all our sakes."

	"I will Sir," Harry said, "and Draco told us that Lucius was not in
favor of the concert attack.  But what do we do about tomorrow?"

	"Interesting, as for tomorrow I have to think.  Anything else?"

	"Thomas Ratsel, the first year Slytherin boy."

	"Short, blond with scar on his cheek?"

	"To you and everybody else, to me he's tall and black hair with Tom
Riddles eyes and smile and as I'm sure you know Ratsel is German for
riddle."

	Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Indeed it is and the boy's
background is a bit hazy.  Go back to your common room until its time for
your next class Harry and if anybody asks tell them I'm postponing your
detention until after your guests leave."

	"Thank you Sir.  You will let us know of your plans for tomorrow?
Or if I should get sick too," Harry said.

	Dumbledore nodded and Harry left.



	Harry arrived early outside the Herbology greenhouse and waited for
his housemates and the Slytherins to show up.  He sat against the tree by
the front door and closed his eyes.

	"Well well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter taking a nap on
first day of classes," Draco Malfoy said.

	Harry opened his eyes and stood up.  Their faces an inch apart as
they stared at each other the other students circled them.

	"You will follow your instructions," Harry whispered in a menacing
voice.

	Draco gave an almost imperceptible nod then shoved Harry back into
Ron and Aaron's arms and stalked away.

	"I don't understand that git," Ron said.

	"Has to act that way, can't have the other Slytherins thinking he's
working with us.  Besides, gave me chance to give him message from
Dumbledore," Harry said and led the way inside.



	The rest of the day went quickly and thankfully quietly.  The only
news was Professor Dumbledore's announcement at dinner that to make up for
the shortened concert in London and for all his friends at Hogwarts Aaron
Carter would perform on the third before supper on the great lawn.  As a
result there would only be one class after lunch.

	Back in the Gryffindor common room Aaron admitted he'd bought the
cassette player with the music for the current tour.

	"I did say I'd try and finish the show since so much of the
audience was wizards and witches of all ages.  Besides I really got a kick
out of last year's show.  Think we need some more dancers," Aaron said.

	"Do^Ådon't look at me," Neville said, "Saying I've got two left
feet is being nice."

	"Actually, I was thinking more of Hermione and Scotty," Aaron said.

	"A girl dancer?  What will your audience think?" Harry said and was
rewarded by an elbow in the rib from Hermione.

	"It would be an honor and a privilege.  Just have to conjure up an
appropriate costume," Hermione said.

	"Good thing you're dancing with this lot.  Only way I'd allow my
girl up on stage," George said as he put his arms around her.

	Harry smiled and put his arm around Ron's shoulders.  He'd been
worried about his friend and how she'd cope with her two best friends being
lovers and it felt right that she ended up with another Weasley.  He
realized he hadn't heard Scotty's answer but after turning to look figured
their long kiss was answer enough.

	"Anyway, found out a bit more about Ratsel," Fred said, "His family
is German and he and his parents moved to Newcastle right after he was
born.  His father gave him that scar four years ago when he hit the boy
with a riding crop."

	"Bastard," Scotty said.

	"That he is," Seamus said.

	"Actually there are rumors to that affect but everybody denies
them, even Thomas' cuckold grandfather," George added, "But there is no
evidence of any connection with the Dark Lord and anybody in the family."

	"Purebloods?" Harry asked.

	"As pure as mine," Fred said.

	"My godfather told me that all pureblood families in England are
connected so why couldn't there be a connection between the Malfoys and the
Ratsels," Harry said.

	"Remember Harry, Riddle isn't a pureblood, even his mother wasn't,"
Hermione said.

	"Right, but there's got to be some connection.  I've seen Ratsel
twice now and he's looked and acted like Riddle both times.  Hold on a
sec," Harry stopped and scanned the room.

	"There he is, that new first year Abercrombie, he was in that
potions class with Ratsel.  Hermione, you're a prefect, call him over and
ask him."

	"Me, why me?"

	"Because you're the beautiful fifth year girl and he's a first year
toad of a boy," Ron answered.

	Hermione rolled her eyes and turned, "Abercrombie, can I have a
moment please?"

	The common room quieted when the sounds of book falling broke
through.  The frightened little boy pointed at his heart and Hermione
smiled and nodded.

	The boy rose and shuffled over leaving the books were they'd
fallen.  Ron pulled his wand out and stacked them on the chair.

	Hermione and George moved apart and motioned for the new boy to
sit.

	"What you want?  Do I have detention already?" Abercrombie said.

	"Don't be silly, we just want to see how your first day at Hogwarts
went.  Know how scary it can be, especially with potions and Snape as your
first class," Hermione said.

	"Yeah, we know how much he likes Gryffindors," Ron added.

	"Oh, ok, thanks.  And I'd heard that about Professor Snape and he
did seem to pick on us a lot more than the first years from his own house.
But there was one Slytherin he did watch more than anybody in the class.  A
short blond boy with a nasty scar but the boy held his own and knew his
stuff."

	"Did he seem to be hanging around with any other Slytherins before
or after class?" Ron asked.

	Abercrombie thought for a few moments then shook his head, "Not
that I noticed but then I almost got there late and so ran straight to
transfiguration as soon as we were dismissed to make sure I didn't get
McGonagall upset by being late."

	"Good idea, Harry and I made that mistake our first day of classes
and she threatened to turn us into a watch and a map," Ron said.

	"Harry," Abercrombie stopped.

      Harry could see fear and slowly brushed his long unkempt black hair
to the side revealing the most famous scar in the Wizarding world.

      "Thanks, but I also wanted to know if well you and Ron are really
lovers?"

      Harry leaned over and kissed Ron lightly on the lips, "Yes we are and
if you think you're gay we're here to help you understand and with anybody
who gives you grief."

      Before he could stop himself Abercrombie leapt from between George
and Hermione and was hugging Harry who felt a definite stiffie poking into
his sides.  After a moment the boy stepped back blushing and ran up the
steps to the dorm leaving his books behind.

      "Hope I don't have to be jealous," Ron said before kissing Harry
firmly.

      "Get a room," Hermione said with a laugh.

      "Good idea," said Scotty.



      Harry, Ron, Aaron, Scotty, Neville and Seamus said good-night and
headed up to the room.  Harry was the first one in and as soon he looked in
he leaned back against the door and started laughing.

      "What's up?" Ron said and edged past his boyfriend and groaned.

      The rest pushed past and looked at the room.  Where there had been
three king-size beds when they'd gotten ready for dinner there was now one
huge four-poster more than big enough for all six.

	"Doby," Harry yelled.

	Seconds later the house elf appeared in front of him.

	"Did Doby guess wrong Harry Potter?  Do you want me to change it
back?"

	"No, you did fine," Aaron said.

	"Yeah Doby, you did fine just next time ask first," Ron said.

	Doby smiled and vanished.

	"No spells tonight Harry," Scotty said, "I want to strip my love
myself before we get on the bed."

	"Sweet," Harry said and began undressing Ron.

	It took longer for each boy to undress his lover than the spell but
so much more enjoyable with the tender caresses and soft kisses.  To make
up some of the time they were all rock hard by the time they got onto the
bed.

	The six friends started kissing each other while hands roamed over
smooth naked skin.  After a bit of moving around Harry was staring at a
hairless crotch and looked up to see it belonged to Scotty.

	"Aaron likes it that way so when we're together I first use a
smoothing potion my potions master gave me then use a restorative cream
when its time to go back," Scotty said.

	"Sweet," Harry said and began to swallow the young actor's cock.

	Seconds later he felt a mouth close around his cock and glanced
down to see Seamus with Ron beginning to swallow his.  Harry saw Aaron take
Ron's and Neville take Aaron's and a moment later the circle was complete
when Scotty swallowed Neville's prick whole.

	The six boys bobbed gently on their respective friend's cock.  In
some cases enjoying new tastes and others remembering ones not experienced
in a year.  Either way they found it most pleasurable.

	Due to the considerable experience of five of the six mates they
stopped just before the point of no return and separated.  Harry pulled
Scotty's mouth to his and they kissed hard and long.  Neither
wizard-in-training needed to use their powers to know that the other four
boys had paired up as well.

	"Got an idea," Seamus said, "let's sixty-nine by sucking balls and
lightly stroking and whoever cums first bottoms for his partner."

	"Got myself a creative one, but sounds good," Neville said.

	"It looks like at the moment I have him," Ron said and moved into
position with Seamus.

	Aaron and Neville followed suit and the pop star and the bumbling
wizard licked and sucked at the other's large sacks.  They each found the
taste exciting and different.  Neville delighted in the exotic variety of
flavors Aaron found comfort in the calming subtlety of Neville.  Aaron
eventually took hold of Neville's cock and found his own stiffening even
more just from that.  It took all his concentration not to blast when
Neville began caressing his own minutes later.

	Harry speculated as he gently tongued Scotty's hairless groin how
Ron would look, taste and feel this way.  How he would.  Scotti was
enjoying the different texture of Harry's black pubic hair as opposed to
his love's blond pubes.  As he sucked on Harry's gonads he sensed something
he sensed with Aaron.  The first time he'd felt it with Aaron he thought it
was just a higher degree of male sexuality.  As time passed and he got to
know Aaron more, both as boyfriends and wizards, Scotty believed it was
also connected to Aaron's superior wizardry.  Harry's mouth encircling both
his balls and hand on his cock brought Scotty back to the present and he
took Harry's rod in his own hand and began lightly stroking.

 	Ron and Seamus were harboring no deep thoughts rather they were two
old friends taking their friendship to a new level.  While they tongued,
nibbled and sucked at the other's balls they spent the first while letting
hands roam over skin only seen in the communal showers but never touched.
While their homes were hundreds of miles apart they were both country boys
and their skin radiated that fresh smoothness.  As one they took hold of
the other's cock and started stroking.

	Like any school Hogwarts runs on a fixed schedule but it is a magic
timeless place and the friends lost track of time as they pleasured their
partners and received pleasuring in return.  Six boys strained to hold back
while giving and enjoying immense joy.

	Harry was the first to shoot, coating Scotty's chest with a large
load.  Aaron and Ron quickly gave in after that and they all collapsed onto
their backs to catch their breaths.  Scotty, Neville and Seamus also took
time to regain control so the coming fuck would last a bit.

	Scotty spit on his hand and slicked his cock up while Harry raised
and spread his legs.  Despite its hairlessness Harry knew he hadn't been
stroking a prepubescent penis and steadied himself for the hard six-inches
prodding at his rear door.  He nodded and pushed out as Scotty pushed in
and the actor's cock quickly and smoothly passed through Harry's outer
ring.

	Aaron let Neville maneuver him onto his hands and knees then spread
his skinny ass so the younger boy had a clear view of the hole a million
gay boys dreamed of.  As Neville slowly entered him Aaron wondered if he
and Scotty would ever be able to be as out as boyfriends as his fictional
self was with Haley Joel Osment in the Arkansas Vacation series he read
online.  It was a dream he knew had to wait as Neville's pubes brushed
against his smooth ass.

	Ron saw Seamus glancing back and forth nervously at the two other
couples and pulled his classmate to him.

	"First time," he whispered.

	Seamus nodded.

	"Lie down and let me get you going," Ron said, "It's all right."

	Seamus hugged Ron who returned it.

	Seamus lay down and Ron stroked him into hardness then straddled
his younger classmate.  Holding the already leaking prick Ron put the
cockhead against his gateway and started downward, slowly taking Seamus'
large cock inside him.  Ron took his time, enjoying being the one to
introduce Seamus into this beautiful act.

	Ron felt eyes on him and turned to see Neville, still buried in
Aaron's ass, staring at him.  "Don't worry, he'll be more comfortable the
first time he does you," he whispered.

	"Will he want me after you?" Neville said.

	Ron smiled, "of course.  I still want Harry after your hot ass."

	Neville blushed and blew Ron a kiss and went back to work on Aaron.

	Harry gently stroked himself as Scotty fucked him.  The young
American was beautiful and Aaron was lucky to have found somebody who knew
and understood what he was going through professionally.  Scotty bent down
and their lips met and tongues danced while Scotty's cock remained firmly
buried where, at least for the moment, it belonged.  As they kissed Harry
felt Scotty's cock begin to throb and moments later so did he so he let go.
Without breaking the kiss Scotty resumed fucking.

	For each couple their world shrank to the small piece of bed they
occupied with the sounds of the other love making barely intruding.
Neville pulled out long enough for Aaron to flip onto his back and raise
his legs before sliding back in.  Seamus saw this and told Ron he wanted to
try that to.  Ron smiled and slowly rose up.

	Once all three couples were in the same position they fell into the
same rhythm and the only sound was the beautiful music of sex.  The
melodies of lust and friendship joined in pureness.

	And the beat pulsed faster and louder until as one Scotty, Neville
and Seamus shot their loads deep inside their partner.

	Once emptied the three pulled out and collapsed and kissed the boy
they'd just fucked before crawling over to their lover and kissing them
even longer, deeper and harder.

	Once cuddled into each others arms a tray appirated next to the bed
with six pints of butter beer and a plate full of chocolate chip cookies.
Ron was closest so he passed everything around.

	"Remind me to thank that elf before I kill him for spying," Ron
said after taking his first gulp.

	"Just doing his job Ron," Neville said and gave Seamus another
kiss.

	"What's next?" Aaron said a bit later.

	"Found this spell in a book at Aunt Rowley's.  Couldn't believe she
had books like that," Harry said.

	"And you didn't show me?" Ron said with feigned indignation.

	"Didn't want her to know I found it and if I'd shown you we'd been
using it even while your parents were in the next room.  There's one spell
that creates an invisible man, a well endowed invisible man who takes
control and fucks you for two hours straight.  He'd cum several times but
you wouldn't shoot until one massive load at the end.  A load so large you
couldn't cum again for days."

	"Awesome," Scotty and Ron said together.

	"Guys," Seamus said then buried his head in Neville's shoulder.

	Neville stroked his lover's hair.

	"What is it Seamus?" Ron said.

	"It does sound cool but I don't want to lose my cherry to an
invisible man.  I want Neville to take it," Seamus said.

	Harry pulled Seamus into his lap and kissed him gently.

	"No problem mate, I wouldn't have wanted anybody but Ron to take
mine.  We'll have plenty of opportunities to use the spell and I'll write
it down so Aaron and Scotty can use it another time," Harry said.

	"Bloody right you will," Aaron said, "and Harry's right.  Only
person you love and who loves you should take your virginity."

	"And who took yours?" Scotty asked.

	"A friend from home then he told me he was moving away.  Harry, Ron
and Neville were the next ones a year ago."

	"And right now, right here and now I want you to take me once
again.  Make love to me my love," Scotty said and took Aaron into his arms.

	"You ready to do it now?" Neville said after a long kiss.

	Seamus nodded, "If it's ok with you?"

	Neville smiled and lay Seamus on his back, "Raise your legs and
hold them while I get you ready.

	Neville started, much to Seamus' shock, by bending down and licking
along his crack and then inside it till he finally centered on the tiny
rosebud in the center.  Once he had the outside moistened he pushed his
tongue inward and began to bathe what had been Seamus' most private part.
Neville pushed his face in as far as he could go and tongue fucked as deep
as he could.

	The two more experienced couples made out as they watched.  Each
silently reminisced about his first time.

	Harry conjured up an open bottle of lube and placed it by Neville
who blew him a kiss as he straightened up.

	"Oh man, that was so good," Seamus said.

	"Better then best to come," Neville said while coating his finger
with the lube.  After rubbing some around his lover's virgin hole he
started pushing in till he met resistance.  "Push out a bit and it'll be
easier."

	"The proverbial pretend you're taking a dump," Scotty said and
everybody laughed.

	The laughter relaxed Seamus and he did as instructed and Neville's
finger popped in.

	With that Aaron reached over and dipped two fingers in the lube.  A
huge smile leapt across Scotty's face and he raised his legs high up and
spread them apart.  It was clear when Aaron began applying the lube that
Scotty's opening was no longer virginal.  The two fingers slipped smoothly
in.

	Ron got onto his hands and knees and Harry began rimming him,
eating his ass out.  Ron loved it and began bucking back into Harry's face.

	Seamus looked over and saw the lust and love alongside him, felt it
flowing into him through Neville's fingers.

	"Fuck me, make love to me," he whispered

	Neville moved in between Seamus' legs, leaned down and kissed his
boyfriend long and hard.  He found his cock getting even harder; it
searched for its place.  With a helping hand it found the entranceway and
slid in.

	"Oh man, oh yeah.  I've never felt anything like this," Seamus
said.

	Neville smiled as he continued sliding in.

	At this Harry and Aaron adjusted their lover's position and quickly
slipped their rock hard pricks into Ron and Scotty respectively.

	Very quickly all three boys were in all the way.  They took deep
breaths before beginning long slow strokes.  This time though there were no
matching strokes, each couple made love at its own pace.  They could have
been back on individual beds with curtains drawn and silencing spells in
place for all they noticed their friends.

	Harry steadily fucked faster and harder.  Going deeper and deeper
into his best friend and lover as Ron stroked his own cock.

	Aaron pounded Scotty's ass with lips locked together and stroking
Scotty's cock.

	Neville tried to go slowly, wanting his first boyfriend to enjoy
his first fuck but the passion caught up with him as he watched the
pleasure in Seamus' face and the twitching of his hard, leaking unattended
cock.

	The fucking increased from one couple to the next.  Six cocks
pulsated and begged for release while their owners wanted a little more
time.  But as always happens the overpowering, overwhelming desire to
consummate love triumphs and Harry, Aaron and Neville planted their seed
deep within the boy they each loved.



	As Harry came down the steps from the dorm and into the Gryffindor
common room the next morning he saw Abercrombie standing by the hole
leading out.  He was used to hero worship but this wasn't the day for it.

	"Harry, can I have a quick moment please," the first year said.

	"Can we talk on the way to breakfast?" Harry said and kept going.

	"After supper last night I was looking at some of the paintings and
came across Ratsel by himself.  So I said hello."

	"Must of surprised him," Harry said.

	"Certainly did but we talked about the paintings for a little while
till we heard footsteps.  He got nervous and turned to go but as he gave me
a small wave he whispered I shouldn't go to the concert tomorrow, stay
someplace safe in the castle.  At that he turned and ran.  Know I should
have mentioned it last night but I was a bit overwhelmed and all."

	"Thanks a lot that really confirms what we thought.  And he may
have given you some really good advice," Harry said smiling.

	Abercrombie shook his head, "Both my parents and all four
grandparents are or were Aurors and when they heard You Know Who was back
they started training me over the summer so I'll be there wand at the
ready."

	"Glad to have you on board mate.  Now stand as far from the stage
as you can but where we can see you and if you see trouble coming signal
us," Harry said.

	"I will.  Should I warn off others?"

	"No, too many missing, especially Gryffindors and they'll know
we're on to them.  Can't be helped," Harry said as they reached the doors
to the Great Hall.

	Right before he passed through the giant doors Harry saw a letter
on the table and making sure he wasn't seen picked it up.  A quick glance
showed the same two seals and handwriting so he pocketed it.

	"There you are," Aaron said, "thought you'd run off under the
whomping willow so you wouldn't have to perform."

	"Not without Ron," Harry gave Ron a quick kiss on the cheeks.

	"Damn straight," Ron said and returned the kiss.

	While loading his plate Harry told his mates his conversation with
Abercrombie and then pulled out the letter.



	Dear Draco;

	I hope you have your illness or injury all planned because that
great idiot Dumbledore made things easier by scheduling that muggle concert
for outdoors.

	Don't want that cute ass of yours hurt before I take it^Åagain.

	Yours,

	L.V.



	Harry heard giggling and glared at George who shut up.

	"If that's true it may explain why he's helping us and true or not
its not funny because I'm sure Voldemort means `take.'" Harry said through
gritted teeth.

	"Sorry," George said and for once sounded like he meant it.

	"Can you get word to Snape?" Hermione asked Fred.

	"Did already, Dumbledore too," Fred said.

	"How, telepathy?" Scotty said.

	"Be easier and safer but no it's a modified version of Wizards Sign
Language."

	"Mum's mum was really hard of hearing so we had to learn it but
since the Ministry of Magical Medicine came up with the right spells and
potions it's become rare," Ron said.

	Suddenly Snape rose and stormed off the raised stage where the
staff ate and with black cape billowing behind swiftly strode till he stood
over Harry giving him an icier stare than usual.

	"So you got Professor Dumbledore to delay your punishment till your
friends go.  Well I told him I wanted you to know what it will be so you
can enjoy the rest of their stay with it hanging over you, so you will go
to his office before your first class of the day," Snape said dryly.

	Harry was to busy acting upset to notice Snape's fingers flying but
George did.

	"That's not fair professor," George said.

	"Five points from Gryffindor for back talking Weasley but if you
really think it's not fair you can join Potter, you all can for that
matter."

	Snape whirled so fast his billowing robe sent Harry's glasses
flying.  Scotty's hand darted out and caught them an inch above the stone
floor.

	Harry looked across and saw Draco sneering at him.  He gave a cold
stare back but flashed a quick smile and received a tiny nod back.



	After their only class after lunch, Divination with Professor
Trewlaney they descended from the tower and headed back to the Gryffindor
common room and their dorm room for a short nap before the show.

	As they were leaving to cheers from their housemates Lee Jordan
rushed in.

	"You should have been there, it was brilliantly awful," Lee said.

	"What?" George said.

	"Slytherin decided to have a quick practice and near the end Crabbe
hit Malfoy with a bludger smack on his leg, heard it crack from the far
stands.  What's weird it looked like Malfoy flew into the bludger on
purpose."

	Harry looked at Ron and smiled, "They take him to hospital wing and
keeping him overnight?"

	"Probably, poor buggers going to miss the show," Lee said.

	"Speaking of which we'd better get down there and get everything
ready," Aaron said.

	"Fred, George, fill Lee in on the way down, can use another set of
eyes and wand," Harry said.

	"What?" Lee said.

	"Shut up and turn around," the twins said together.



	An hour later they were ready for the show.  Harry went to the bag
which had held everything Aaron needed and pulled out an old folded up
parchment and picked up his wand.

	He tapped the parchment, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

	Quickly the parchment turned into the Marauders Map with hundreds
of dots moving around the grounds and castle.

	"Reveal Thomas Ratsel," Harry said with a second tap.

	Nothing happened and they looked at each other.

	"Where'd he go?" Hermione said.

	Harry tapped it again, "Reveal Tom Riddle."

	"Why not you know who," Lee said when nothing happened.

	"According to Serius and Lupin the map only works on real names and
not made up ones.  Him not showing up doesn't surprise me, he knows we have
the map and what its boundaries are.  It's Ratsel that worries me," Harry
said and tapped the map again, "Mischief accomplished."

	"There's an owl coming," Ron said.

	Moments later a house owl landed on Harry's shoulder and let him
remove the rolled up scroll before flying back off to the owlrey.  Harry
opened it and read out loud.



	Harry

	I know Lee Jordan has told you of my unfortunate accident.  Sorry I
can't be there to help.

	Ratsel disappeared right after breakfast and nobody has seen him
since.  I even asked my old house elf to look around and Doby reports the
house elves couldn't find a trace of him.  After talking to him a little
last night after he got back late I wonder if he is under the Imperius
curse along with others that let you see Tom Riddle and not anybody else.
Of all the ones who may join in the attack he is the ONLY one I hope
survives.

	Good luck,

	Draco



	"That `ONLY' doesn't mean what I think it does?" Scotty said.

	"It does," Fred said with a sigh, "Lucius has not been a kind
supportive father to his only son, to say the least.  If as the last letter
implied you know who raped Draco it was with Lucius' consent."

	 "Positions everyone, our audience is beginning to arrive," Aaron
said.

	Aaron walked over to the cassette player, rewound the tape then
replaced it.  He started the new tape and a mix of Back Street Boys, Billy
Gilman, Dream Street and other teen stars and boy bands started playing.
Fifteen minutes before the scheduled start the lawn was filled and students
were dancing here and there in various gender combinations.

      Much to Dumbledore's regret seating and dancing was by house.  He
wondered what would happen when the attack started.  Especially since
Gryffindor and Slytherin were sitting next to each other.  He looked
longingly at the dancers and wondered if being gay had been so accepted
when he'd been a student at Hogwarts how much his life would have changed.

	Harry came out and turned off the cassette player and switched
tapes before walking to the front of the stage.

	He tapped his throat with his wand, "Accentuate," and waved his
hands and the noise level dropped.

	"Thanks everybody for coming down.  All of us appreciate seeing
you.  Aaron and Scotty want to thank you for your hospitality and those who
came to his concerts in London.  Especially those who came to the last
show."

	Screams came back at him.

	"OK now let's get ready because after all it's Aaron's party, come
get it."

	The opening cords played and Aaron levitated down next to Harry.

	"Thanks all, now lets get old school," Aaron said and started
singing.

	Ron, Scotty and Hermione ran out from the back and Harry stepped
back next to Ron and started dancing.

	Forty minutes into the show Aaron finished singing a special
version of "To All the Girls" where he'd used `Boys' half the time.  Ron
saw Abercrombie waving his wand which was emitting a black beam.

	"Abercrombie's waving," Ron said.

	"Levioso," Harry said and rose off the stage till he could get a
good look.  Thirty dark figures were speeding toward him on brooms.  He
turned to face the students.

	"Stupefy," Pansy Parsington roared and the spell caught Harry in
the chest.

	"Expelliarmus!" Scotty said and Pansy's wand flew.

	"As you can see Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters are on the way
to attack," Harry said from twenty feet off the ground, "Do we stand
together against them or each other?"

	With a loud pop Draco appirated on the stage and Aaron and Ron went
to support him.

	"We stand together," Draco shouted.

	Silence fell as Harry landed next to the boy he'd shared a mutual
enmity with since their first day at school.

	Harry raised Draco's hand over their heads.

      "Together," the crowd roared.

      "Thought you had broken leg?" Harry whispered.

      "Would have except for the protection spell, still left a hell of a
bruise.  Just couldn't stay away.  Couldn't let you have all the credit,"
Draco said and they exchanged the two most famous smiles at school.

      "You sure Draco?" Pansy called.

      "Yes, this isn't right any more than the attack at the concert was
right, and my father didn't have anything to do with that one," Draco said.

      "Here they come," Neville called as the Death Eaters started a three
pronged attack.

      Crabbe and Goyle came out of the stupor they'd been in for over four
years and executed perfect stupefy spells at two low flying Death Eaters
and hitting them with immobilization spells as soon as they hit the ground.

      "Leave them till later, they're not going anywhere," Draco said as
his friends went to take the hoods down.

      Across the field spells, curses and jinxes were being exchanged.
There were more Death Eaters on the ground but there were even more
students down as well.  Harry and Draco remained on the stage but the
others jumped off to join in the fight.

      "Did he really rape you?" Harry said.

      "Yes, another reason I couldn't sit this out," Draco said.

      Both boys aimed and blasted another Death Eater out of the sky and
watched him fall fifty feet to the ground with a sickening thud.

      Two more Death Eaters moved toward them but before they could attack
or Draco and Harry could there was a bang.

      The remaining Death Eaters rose high and in back of the two
approaching figures.  Harry heard a noise behind him and turned ready to
cast a spell.  Relaxed when he saw Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Ron,
Hermione, Aaron and Scotty lined up behind him and Draco.  He looked at the
headmaster.

      Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "Lord Voldemort cannot beat the two of
you together."

      "Damn," Draco said and Harry turned back.

      As he'd known the two figures were the Dark Lord and Thomas Ratsel.
For the first time Harry saw Ratsel like everybody else did.

      "No need to tease you with visions Potter.  No need for this one at
all," Lord Voldemort said and pointed his want at Ratsel, "Avada Kedavra."

      Before the green light of death could travel the foot one white and
one black beam intercepted it and as they merged began to turn the green
beam back along its path.

      "Impervious maximus," Voldemort screamed and a barrier appeared that
absorbed most of the death spell.

      A bit made it through and struck his wand which exploded.

      Harry and Draco smiled but neither took their eyes off their common
enemy.

      "I expected that one to be against me, but you?  How could you turn
against me Draco?" Voldemort said as he bent to pick up the wand from next
to the Death Eater who'd fallen, "Killed your father too."

      "Last time we talked, which was after your last ill conceived attack
in London and before he saw me off to school, he told me something for the
first time in my life," Draco said.

      Harry turned his head and looked at Draco.  He'd seen evil in the
Slytherin's eyes but now there was a deep coldness.

      "And what was that?  That you were coming to me next summer to be my
sex slave?" Voldemort said.

      Shocked gasps rang from the Hogwarts' students who were still
standing.

      "He told me about those plans, but that it wouldn't happen.  My Dad
told me for the first time that he loved me, loved me more than you," Draco
said.

      "Liar," Voldemort screamed as he pointed his wand straight at Draco,
"Avada Kedavra."

      Harry went to block it but Draco held him back and let it strike him.
He flinched at impact but just smiled.

      "How?" Harry and Voldemort asked.

      "Before we left home on the first Dad cast a spell on me, protecting
me from any spell, jinx or curse from his wand.  As Potter's mother's love
protected him from you my father's love protects me from you."

      "How does it feel to lose again Tom?" Harry said.

      "Don't call me that!" Voldemort snapped, "Accio broomstick."

      "Cruciatus," Harry and Draco said.

      The two beams melded and turned to gold a yard before it struck a
disbelieving Dark Lord in the chest.  The beam continued as Voldemort sank
to his knees screaming in unbelievable agony.

      "Ah Mr. Riddle, I see that once again you've gotten yourself into
some difficulty," Professor Dumbledore said as he stared down from the
stage.

      Harry saw the headmaster hurt but unbowed.

      "That's quite enough Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said and the
boys stopped casting the spell.

      "You know Tom," Dumbledore continued, "As headmaster I can meet out
any punishment including death when an outsider attacks my students and
school.  But I am feeling benevolent today.  Instead I'm just going to
leave the spell in place until the Dementors, the loyal ones, arrive to
take you to Azkaban and they take turns kissing you."

      "I wonder," Harry said as he and Draco left the stage.

      "What?" Draco said.

      "If you've got the scar where the curse hit you of course."

      Draco chuckled and Harry joined him.

      "If I do I'm going to keep it hidden, I don't need your kind of fame
Harry."

      "Think you're going to get some of it anyway after today," Harry
stopped and put an arm on Draco's, "Look, I know there have been major
changes in you and between us in the past few days, it had to have been
hard after last four years but thank you.  Don't know what would have
happened if you and Slytherin had stood with Voldemort.  Thanks."

      Draco stunned Harry and everybody watching by first hugging and then
kissing Harry on the lips.

      "He's mine Malfoy," Ron said before hugging Draco.

      "I know," Draco said with a smile.

      Dumbledore walked up and handed Draco a wand.

      "Is my father really dead?"

      "I'm afraid so and from the looks of things for at least a day.
Magic was flying that broomstick Draco, not your father."

      Draco smiled for a moment before falling into Dumbledore's
outstretched arms crying.



      There were lots of empty seats and a lot of crying in the Great Hall
later that evening.  There had only been three fatalities among the
students but a lot of injuries, especially among the younger students.
Several Slytherins, including Crabbe and Goyle saw their fathers dragged
away to Azkaban.  While those two knew their fathers were Death Eaters the
others hadn't.

      Aaron and Scotty had been waiting in the Great Hall with Hermione
when Harry, Ron and Draco walked in together.  All three shook hands before
Draco went to the Slytherin table and Harry and Ron joined their
housemates.

      "You and Draco were brilliant," Hermione said when they got through
the well wishers.

      "Thanks," Harry said, "I lost track of all of you when you left the
stage.  What happened?"

      "Mostly a lot of blocking and repelling spells, couple of
expelliarmuses for good measure," Aaron said.

      "Saved my neck," Hermione said and kissed Aaron's cheek.

      Dumbledore walked in and the room fell silent, even the crying died
down.

      "I have been at Hogwarts for about eighty years now and I have never
been prouder of this school, its staff and most importantly its students.
Not just for fighting and beating Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters but
for coming together as one at our darkest hour.  I particularly want to
thank Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy for putting aside their differences and
facing down one of the most powerful wizards of all time.  I pray that this
unity will continue.

      "There are now four dead students and symbolically there is one from
each house.  A portrait will be painted with the four of them in their
house colors together as a memorial.  Madam Pomfrey informs me that none of
the other students are in mortal danger.  There will be no classes for the
remainder of the week and the staff and I will be available around the
clock whenever a student needs us.  Good night and God bless."

      Dumbledore walked over to where Harry and his friends were sitting.

      "Thank you Professor Dumbledore," Harry said rising, "Are you all
right?"

      "I'm fine," Dumbledore said with a wave of his hand, "just fine.
Aaron, Scotty I want to thank you two for everything you've done for
Hogwarts and just wish you could stay here.  Your travel plans have changed
however, you will report to my office in the morning and port directly to
Liverpool where Mrs. Carter will be waiting.  Doby does have a question."

      "Three," Harry said and the others nodded.

      "See you at breakfast then, and have a good night's sleep.  You've
earned it, whenever you get around to sleeping that is," Dumbledore said
and walked away.

      "Does he know?" Scotty said a moment later.

      "Mate, nothing happens in this school that he doesn't know about,"
Ron said.



      In the Gryffindor common room Colin Creevey had placed a picture of
Abercrombie over the mantle and everybody waved, kissed or otherwise
acknowledged their missing hero.



      Harry quickly tired of being congratulated and headed up to bed with
Ron, Neville, Seamus, Aaron and Scott quickly following.  Harry was already
undressing by his and Ron's bed when the others made it up the stairs.
Without asking Neville placed a blocking spell on the door so nobody could
enter.

      "Thanks Neville," Harry said, "Thanks all of you for being my
friend."

      "And not `the boy who lived' friend," Aaron said.

      Harry nodded and smiled.

      The six boys hugged and kissed then the three couples got into their
respective beds and closed the curtains tight.  From behind them came
sounds of love and love making.