CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS: Main pairing will be Draco/Harry. Will be other slash and het pairings!

RATING: M, which means you have to be at least 16 to read!

WARNING: AU, malexmale, meddling friends

This is a mature, M, story meaning that you have been warned. It will contain some Draco/Harry action, so if that's not your cup of tea then you've been warned. For you others who wants to read, enjoy!

I don't own anything in this except the storyline which is AU. Every right goes to the amazing J K Rowling!

..Talking..

..Thinking..

Tale about horny teachers

"It should be illegal to be that hot! Mr. Malfoy can't even be old enough to teach!"

"I know! And he always flirts with someone. Just yesterday he sat with Lallie Brown the whooole class."

"That skank? She just messes up so that Professor have to help her."

Draco couldn't help but smirk when he heard his students gossip about him. Of course he knew that Ms. Brown only did it so she could seduce him. He shuddered at the thought. Sure he was bisexual but that didn't mean that he would sleep with anyone…

Draco Malfoy, 28 years old and teacher at Hogwarts. He was one of the youngest potions master ever known, taking the job at Hogwarts just after he graduated, and never thought that he would be a teacher of everything he could've become. But he surprisingly enjoyed his classes, at least those with the elder students. And he loved to flirt with all the young girls and boys that he met in class. Suddenly he heard a loud voice calling after him.

"MALFOY! How can you forbid a first year from coming back to your lessons ever again? Are you insane?"

Malfoy turned around with a smirk to meet with angry green eyes.

"Unfortunately Mr. Potter I have no idea of what you're talking about."

"Don't you dare Malfoy! I had a boy who sat in my office and cried his heart out and thought that he would be forced to slavery because he wouldn't pass your class!"

"Oh… That boy. Well he has been messing up since day one and he won't listen to what I have to say and so I thought that I would warn him a bit."

"A bit? You-"

Ah… He's so sexy when he's mad.Yes that's right. Draco Malfoy was lusting after the young DADA teacher and Head of Gryffindor Harry Potter. Every single student and teacher knew this. Except for Potter himself… The dark haired green eyed man was so clueless it was embarrassing. But Draco wasn't better because all he did was flirt and irritate the smaller man.

"DRACO MALFOY! Are you listening to me?"

"Nope."

"You-"

"Sorry Professor Potter but my next class started two minutes ago and I have to go."

"Don't you dare Mallfoy! You are going to send an owl to that poor boy's parents."

Draco waved over his shoulder and then sighed. That damn Potter was sooo hot. Walking around the corridors without a robe, showing of his tight ass to the world. It wasn't a secret that many of the older male students fancied their DADA teacher. The man was beautiful and kind but at the same time fierce. He may be short but when you got him mad… One time a fifth year tried to push him down after a class and Potter stunned him and then tied him down and forced him to sit and listen to Filius Flitwick for a whole day. The poor boy never tried anything like that again…

Draco sighed again and then quickened his steps so he wouldn't be too late to class.

…

That prick!

Harry Potter sat down in the Great Hall at the teacher's table and leaned down and placed his head over his arms.

"Tough day?"

Harry looked up to his left and saw the headmistress of Hogwarts, Mrs. McGonagall. He smiled gently at her and straightened up.

"Yeah. Students who wants to have a duel just so they can brag that they have fought the boy-who-killed-you-know-who... And Malfoy was being an ass. Nothing new."

McGonagall chuckled and then shook her head. Many students have had a duel with Harry but no one had won. Yet.

"What did Mr. Malfoy do now?"

"He made a boy think he would become a slave because he was hopeless in class."

"Oh my." McGonagall placed a hand over her mouth.

"Exactly."

McGonagall snickered behind her hand. The poor boy was completely clueless. It was easy to see that the two young men that she had taught years ago was lusting after each other, even if Harry hadn't identified his feelings yet.

Just then the doors to the Hall flew open and there he was. He was called "The sexiest man who has ever worked on Hogwarts", "Blonde Sex God" and "Every female's (and males) wet dream". Draco Malfoy stood there in all his glory and smirked before he started to walk towards the teacher's table. He was tall, at least 6 feet 4 with a muscular body and a nice tan. His hair was short and wavy, a complete opposite form his own school years. His silver-grey eyes were taking in every detail in the Hall but then landed on Mr. Potter. He smirked and walked over to the table and took his seat next to the dark-haired man.

Harry Potter was "only" 5 feet 9 with a slime yet muscular body. He had a dark tan which was the result of his daily broom ride. He had his dark, unruly hair a bit longer than he used to and his eyes were big and green. He had gotten his eyes fixed and thrown away his glasses before he started to teach so that they wouldn't get in the way for him when he demonstrated. His was the man the young males on Hogwarts had named "Most wanted tight-ass".

Draco smirked at Harry with his trademark Malfoy-smirk and then started to eat. McGonagall knew that he only teased the DADA teacher because he loved Harry's angry face. She looked around the table and saw that several of the teachers were watching the "youngsters" as they were named argue.

"My my, you two sounds like a married couple."

Both men stopped and turned to glare at the headmistress who smiled and them and then started to eat again.

Perhaps I should find a way for them to get together? Malfoy have always wanted a challenge and Potter should have a man who doesn't want him because of what he did in the past.

With that McGonagall stood up and left the Hall. It was time to call in some professionals. Or as most knew them: Hermione Weasley, Ginny Finnigan and Pansy Parkinson…