This story was made in 2017 and hasn't been updated since. We were 14 at the time, please don't be too harsh. Disclaimer: None of the pictures are mine! Will sniffled, watching Dipper walk away from him "M-master?" Will was able to hardly even get the words out. Dipper turned around and looked at Will "What!?" Dipper looked angered. Will's eyes widened "U-umm can I... Sl-sleep with you tonight? I-i'm sc-scared" Will softly took hold of Dipper's sleeve. Dipper's look softened for a moment, before turning stern again "Fine, but if you steal my covers you're on the floor. Got it?" Dipper pulled his sleeve away from Will harshly.

One gloomy night after quidditch, Harry Potter walked into an old bathroom to find Draco Malfoy crying in front of a mirror. Harry doesn't know what to feel, they've been enemies for forever. He needs to help, but he can't let his real feelings show. What does he decide? He decides to take the Gryffindor way out.

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."