The Harry Potter Romance Trilogy
Number One
When Harry woke up, he found himself pretty happy. He practically leapt out of bed to get his casual clothes for the Hufflepuff V.S. Slytherin Quidditch Match. He grabbed his towel and greeted Seamus and they walked into the showers together. They took stalls directly next to each other after setting their clothes down next to the sinks. Harry smiled to himself as he turned on the shower. He began happily washing his hair, gently massaging his head. He had yet to figure out why he was so happy but he didn't care. He rinsed the conditioner out and turned off the shower, bounding over to his clothes. He was pulling his trousers on just as Seamus pulled on his shorts. Harry began towel-drying his hair while Seamus pulled on his trousers. Harry smiled brightly and looked at Seamus who raised his eyebrows.
"Did I ever tell you that you are very hot?" Harry asked brightly. Seamus shook his head. Harry smiled again. "Well, you're very hot." He turned to the mirror and began brushing his teeth as did Seamus who was still shocked. The gist of what Harry had said sunk in. He turned to Harry and grabbed the black haired boy's arm and crushed their lips together. After a few seconds, Seamus went back to his mirror to comb his hair. Harry blinked and, through the mirrors, Seamus watched his face break out into a grin.
Harry laughed darkly and jumped at Seamus, claiming the brunette's lips with hi. Seamus hungrily kissed Garry back, forcing his tongue into the Potter's mouth just as the door to the showers opened.
"Blimey! Seamus?! Harry?!" That had been Neville's, Ron's, and Dean's voices.
Said boys ignored their roommates' cries of horror and Seamus leaned Harry against the sinks. Harry's moan was very audible and the other three roommates decided that they didn't need showers that morning.
When Harry and Seamus stumbled down the stairs, they had huge grins on their faces. There were only a few first years in the common room –none of their friends-. The two boys grinned at each other and Seamus (being taller) pounced Harry into the couch, much to the horror of the first years who then fled the room just as the Quidditch match –obviously- ended, as nearly all of the Gryffindors flooded the common room.
"Blimey! Seamus?! Harry?!" nearly half the House cried out.
Said boys grinned wickedly at each other and went back to kissing and groping each other for the entire house to see. Their roommates and the first, second, and third years fled the common room. The fourth and fifth years went on acting like nothing was going on whereas the sixth year girls and seventh years watched Seamus Finnagin and Harry Potter shag on the couch. No one looked at them the same again. But now we know why Harry was happy the morning.