AN/ Thank you so much to both people who took the time to comment on the last chapter.

"Guilty? You? Proud lion? A Gryffindor? Guilty?" Malfoy scoffed

He winced at the use of 'lion' as his dream was too fresh in his mind.

"Something wrong...pet?" Malfoy said the word 'pet' softly.

'Was it possible did he know? Had he done something to make Harry have that dream?' "Nothings wrong. I'll just be going"
As he finished this sentence he knew he had made a mistake. He had forgotten he was still hard. He now had 2 choices. Move and risk Malfoy seeing the bulge in his jeans. Or stay here and let Malfy question him. 'Dam. This is going to be tricky'

Malfoy had been watching Harry carefully. He had noticed the way he had flinched at the words 'lion' and 'pet'. Finding this most amusing. He sat quietly and let Harry think.

He'd have to stay. Just to be on the safe side. Hw would not have Malfoy making up some silly story about it. "On second thoughts. I'll stay longer"

"What ever Potter. But let get this room looking a little more comftable"

The room started to change as both boys thought about what they wanted the room to look like. When the room stopped changing the boys inspected it. There was an extremely large green and gold leather couch dominating the room. The fire place was silver and bronze. The wall were a mixture of both Gryffindor and Slitheren colures. The soft carpet was black. A small arm chair donned the Slitheren colures completely. Both boys were pleased with the new room. Each was equally amazed that the house colures looked so good together.

The char that Harry had been sitting had changed into the couch. Draco's bed had become the small chair. Draco couldn't seem to be able to keep his eyes off the Gryffindor. Smirking as he saw the light green top Harry was wearing. "What's this Potter? A green top? Not quite the lovely Slitheren green I'm wearing. But still a step in the right direction."

Looking at Malfoy properly Harry saw he was wearing a dark green muscle top and black jeans. His trainers were black and silver Not knowing exactly what to say he kept his mouth shut.

'Now I know something eating him. He's not trying to kill me...again. I wonder if that fight has anything to do with it? Or if he knows, but isn't willing to tell me?'

Both boys sat in silence as Harry was plagued my little images and feelings from his dream. Draco watched amused as Harry's face twisted into some strange expressions, finally setting into an adorable pout. Draco decided that this distance was too much. He moved slowly wondering if Harry would notice.

Harry saw the slight movement from Draco, but decided it was best not to do anything. He wanted him nearer. He though back to the first time he relised he liked Draco.

FLASHBACK

They were in potions. Snape had forced everyone into pairs. Harry had been given Draco to work with that year. They were trying to put together a ridiculously complicated potion that had well over 100 steps and would take about a month to do it properly. Draco had been working away at cutting up daisy roots. While Harry was stirring the potion 5 times clock wise then 15 times anti clock wise for half an hour. Why he couldn't just stir it anti clock wise for 15 minuets was beyond him. Draco had moved quickly to the potion to add the freshly cut daisy roots -Step 88. That's when it all happened. His eyes moved up to meet silver molten pools. His breath cough a little, he had never seen such eyes. The other boy looked just as caught up in Harry's own eyes. Harry licked his lips as the other bit his bottom lip. He felt himself inch a little closer. Then Sanpe shouted only ten minuets left in class. Blinking Draco added the daisy root and brushed past HArry. 'Accidentally' his hand trail along the Gryffindor's side. Harry let out a small gasp and shivered. That little move had felt too good.

END OF FLASHBACK

Draco was now sitting at the other side of the couch, leaning a little towards Harry. Harry was a puzzle that he had been trying to work out for a long time. Much to his annoyance he had been unsuccessful in becoming the boys friend, and had settled for rival. At least this way he had a chance that Harry might touch him, even if it was in a fight.

"What are you doing Malfoy?" Harry enquired as he looked up at Malfoy, who had moved much close to him.

"I don't have the slightest clue what you are talking about, Potter"

Both boys looked at each other suddenly fascinated. In the light of the flickering fire Draco looked beautiful and delicate. His pink lips stood out against his flawless marble skin. Glowing the molten silver pools seemed to flow.'Wow' Harry thought numbly.

Harry on the other hand looked fierce and proud in the gentle light. His tanned skin turned bronze. His lips set in a friendly smile. The fire danced in Harry's eye, making them seem bigger and brighter.

Each boy continued to gape at the other for a few minuets. One made of bronze and the other of marble. Each finally seeing the other. Harry found Draco a moment before Draco found Harry.

"Oh? I think we both know you do." Harry locked eyes with this newly discovered creature, Draco.

Draco couldn't look away. Those emerald eyes seemed to speak to his very sole. He felt he could do anything if Those eyes would just promise to be his. Draco whispered "What do you think I am doing?" He moved onto his hands and knees. Slowly he started to crawl towards Harry.

'What do I think he's doing?' Harry mused. His smile brightened as he saw Draco move slowly towards him. In a husky whisper he answered "If I'm right, then your not doing it fast enough."

With Those words said Draco quickly scrambled to close the remaining distance between Harry and himself.

AN/ Tell me what you think of this chapter. I know its not as long as my last one, but I am trying. Do you want to know what happenes next? Well you'll just have to keep reading to find out.