Hey! this is my first McFic, so pleaseee be gentle with me! And pleaseee R+R

I do not own McFLY! If only... ;)

Sorry this chapter is so short! It's just seting the mood before the PUDD action can begin! :')

Harry had always been a good student at school, educated privately he wanted to make his parents proud. Repay the investment.

Recently though things had changed. He couldn't concentrate on work, school, his friends and worst of all; music.

It had always been his escape when things got too much, when he had an argument with his parents, or a hard day at school. Recently he only had to hear the starting beat for his heart to start racing, and starting to sweat. He wasn't sick of course, it all started this year. The year he came.
He had never been a hit with the ladies, not that there wasn't interested, he just couldn't repay their affections. Harry had discovered quite a while back that he was gay. He wasn't ashamed of it; he just kept it to himself.
This boy though, he was different. Ever since they met, he couldn't keep his mind off him. He couldn't go to the music rooms anymore to keep his head on, because there he would be, his hands wrapped carefully against the fingerboard of his bass. Brow pulling slightly, his expression torn between complete calm and total lack of control. He drove Harry crazy.

He was beginning to run out of will power, he imagined how strong those flat muscles could be on his body.. On his.. STOP. He had to get these feelings out of his head. Because this boy, this wildly infuriating boy was straight. Yes, to top it all off, he was going through all this crap for someone totally out of reach.

He stopped short, he forgot what lesson he was in until two voices pulled him back to reality. "Douglas Poynter"
"here sir" a small voice called from next to him. Double Chemistry. He would have to sit next to his tormentor for a whole two hours.

So what happens to Harry that lesson? Stay tuned...