Drarry Room of requirement

It was a warm Saturday afternoon and so Harry, Ron and Hermione were laying around under their favorite tree by the side of the lake. Harry was bare chested and sock-less due to the heat while his two friends chose only light short sleeved shirts and shorts.

Harry was trying to think of another way in which to detect a werewolf for their defense against the dark arts paper when he spotted Malfoy and his friends Pansy Parkinson and Baslie Zabini. Like himself, both Malfoy and Zabini were shirtless while Parkinson wore only a small pair of shorts and tank top. The trio were walking to the lake, stopping a little further down from Harry and his friends.

As Malfoy stretched Harry was mentally drooling over how angelic he looked, his pale white torso shimmering with faint beads of sweat but still looking so dam touchable. Malfoy turned his pale blonde head in their direction and looked Harry straight in the eyes, His icy blur eyes glinting with something unknown. Harry looked away blushing deeply as he stared back at his half finished DADA paper.

''Did he notice I was staring?'' He asked himself, ''Wait. Why was a staring?''

''Harry?'' He heard Hermione ask, He lifted a questioning eyebrow at her. ''Are you okay?''

''Y-yes fine'' he replied, ''why?''

''Well it's just that you've gone awful red'' She said worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

Harry squirmed under the attention he was now getting from his two concerned friends. ''I think it's just the heat...I mean we live in England, were not used to heat like this''

They nodded decided to ditch homework for that day in favor of swimming in the lake and splashing one another, and In Harry's case watching the pale blonde angel from the corner of his eye.

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That night Harry dreamt that he was sharing a large bubble bath in the prefects lavatory with a certain Blond haired Slytherin. Well let's just say the hot water was not the only reason the dream would be classed under steamy.

Thankfully Ron woke him up before he moaned out anything too obscure. Or so he thought.

Ron looked at Harry with a searching look on his face and carefully said ''Mate? You were talking in your sleep you know.''

''Yeah? What did I say?'' Harry asked while picking at the lint of his duvet, finding it intensely interesting.

''Well, You said Malfoy's name a few times..And something about wanting more bubbles?'' Ron answered in confusion.

''Ohh'' Harry said, his face becoming more red.

''Well I have no clue, so lets just go get breakfast'' He said as he dashed for the bathroom door, arms laden with mismatched clothing.

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To be continued