"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."

Original story by Pheonixstrike on Archive of Our Own. I don't take credit for this absolutely wonderful story. <<<<•>>>> Cover photo by upthehillart on tumblr. Be sure to check her out, she's pretty awesome. <<<<•>>>> HP/DM slash. Harry just wanted one normal year at Hogwarts. He should have known that 'normal' is for other people, not him. And this time it's not even his fault. What's an eighteen-year-old boy, who also happens to be a virgin, to do when he suddenly discovers he's pregnant?

Sequel to The Re-Sorting Hat. Harry can't believe how Voldemort knew those thing, there must be someone on the inside but who? It's up against the clock to find out who the spy is before anyone gets hurt...

What will happen when Harry Potter is re-sorted into a different house. Will this cause emotions to run high or will it put him in more danger?