Chapter VI: Waking
Avoiding Crabbe and Goyle, Draco snuck up to the Gryffindor tower. He crept silently up the stairs, the fat lady ready for his arrival. "Why, Mr. Malfoy! How pleasant of you to join us," she said, "Password, please." "Chimaera," he mumbled. What is she so happy about? he thought as the passageway opened. He quickly ran to Harry's room, letting himself in. Harry was still asleep when he wandered in, emerald eyes shut tight. "C'mon, Harry. Wake up," he said softly. He bent down and gave a kiss to the sleeping teen. Harry continued to sleep, breathing silently. After a couple seconds, he woke up, albeit reluctantly; he was having slashy dreams about him and Draco. "Oh. G'morning, Dragon-boy," Harry yawned. "I told you not to call me that, Potty!" Draco said, slightly peeved. "Ah, I'm just kidding. You know, you're cute when you're angry," Harry said, reaching up to pull Draco's face down gently. He planted a lingering kiss on the fair-haired Slytherin's beautiful lips. Draco, slightly shocked, but not at all displeased, returned the kiss. It lasted for a few seconds, until Harry was out of breath. He pulled away unexpectedly, surprising Draco. "Wow, you're breathtaking, literally," Harry said, smiling up at old rival.
"How'd I know you were going to say that?" Draco asked. "We must be made for each other," Harry answered, sitting up. The door burst open. It was Fred. "Oh, did I catch you at a, uh, bad time?" he asked, his face beginning to flush. "Not at all. What's up, Fred?" Harry asked as Draco sat on the end of the bed, fingering an unknown object in his pocket. "We've got a little game going on in the Common Room. Wanna come?" he asked, eyes bright. "What do you think, Dray?" Harry asked, looking over at Draco, who immediately pulled his hand out of his pocket. "Doesn't matter to me. Let's go," he said, smiling at Harry. "Okay, c'mon," Fred said, leading the way. The Common Room was inviting; not too crowded, not too empty. Of those that could be seen in the room were the rest of the Weasleys (except, of course, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, and Bill; Ginny was somewhere else), Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint (who had no idea what he was doing in there except for the fact that Oliver was there), Hermione Granger, Alicia Spinnet, and a couple of Ravenclaws. They were all visiting amongst each other, the combined waves of sound creating a jarring noise. "Hey! Alright, everyone's here (at least everyone that we want to be here)! Be quiet! We're going to play a little game of 'Spin the Bottle'. Sit in a circle! George, get the bottle!" Fred announced. George ran over to a counter, and retrieved the bottle. The room filled with chattering and embarrassment. As they sat, George placed the bottle in the center of the circle. "Let's go! Okay, who wants to go first?" Fred asked. "Uh, if no one else will go, then I'll go," Oliver volunteered. He extended his arm to the center of the circle, and spun the bottle with a moderate amount of force. Everyone waited nervously, no one more nervous than Oliver himself. When it finally stopped, it wavered a little bit, then landed on Harry. "Pucker up, Potter!" Oliver said, leaning in for the kiss. Harry had never kissed Oliver before, and was worried. The boys' tongues mingled for a second, then Oliver cut it off. "It's your turn now, Harry," Oliver told him. So Harry spun the bottle. It didn't have a lot of force applied to it, and it landed on.Fred. "Don't tell me you never imagined this, Harry," Fred purred. His lips gently caressed Harry's, licking and teasing the other boy's lips. Harry was in awe. He had never dreamed of Fred being as skilled as this. The kiss lasted a few seconds, until Draco whapped Fred on the head with a notebook. Next, it was Fred's turn. After he spun it, it landed on George. "I love you, brother," Fred said, and he captured George's face and kissed him passionately. This freaked out Alicia and the Ravenclaws, so they left. "Ah, who needed them? Let's keep going," George said. The game of 'Spin the Bottle' went on for a little while longer, prolonged because of a lot of giggling and embarrassment. During the game: Oliver kissed Harry Harry kissed Fred Fred kissed George George kissed Hermione Hermione kissed Ron Ron kissed Draco Draco kissed Percy Percy kissed Marcus Marcus kissed Oliver (he got his wish!) Then the game ended.
Avoiding Crabbe and Goyle, Draco snuck up to the Gryffindor tower. He crept silently up the stairs, the fat lady ready for his arrival. "Why, Mr. Malfoy! How pleasant of you to join us," she said, "Password, please." "Chimaera," he mumbled. What is she so happy about? he thought as the passageway opened. He quickly ran to Harry's room, letting himself in. Harry was still asleep when he wandered in, emerald eyes shut tight. "C'mon, Harry. Wake up," he said softly. He bent down and gave a kiss to the sleeping teen. Harry continued to sleep, breathing silently. After a couple seconds, he woke up, albeit reluctantly; he was having slashy dreams about him and Draco. "Oh. G'morning, Dragon-boy," Harry yawned. "I told you not to call me that, Potty!" Draco said, slightly peeved. "Ah, I'm just kidding. You know, you're cute when you're angry," Harry said, reaching up to pull Draco's face down gently. He planted a lingering kiss on the fair-haired Slytherin's beautiful lips. Draco, slightly shocked, but not at all displeased, returned the kiss. It lasted for a few seconds, until Harry was out of breath. He pulled away unexpectedly, surprising Draco. "Wow, you're breathtaking, literally," Harry said, smiling up at old rival.
"How'd I know you were going to say that?" Draco asked. "We must be made for each other," Harry answered, sitting up. The door burst open. It was Fred. "Oh, did I catch you at a, uh, bad time?" he asked, his face beginning to flush. "Not at all. What's up, Fred?" Harry asked as Draco sat on the end of the bed, fingering an unknown object in his pocket. "We've got a little game going on in the Common Room. Wanna come?" he asked, eyes bright. "What do you think, Dray?" Harry asked, looking over at Draco, who immediately pulled his hand out of his pocket. "Doesn't matter to me. Let's go," he said, smiling at Harry. "Okay, c'mon," Fred said, leading the way. The Common Room was inviting; not too crowded, not too empty. Of those that could be seen in the room were the rest of the Weasleys (except, of course, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, and Bill; Ginny was somewhere else), Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint (who had no idea what he was doing in there except for the fact that Oliver was there), Hermione Granger, Alicia Spinnet, and a couple of Ravenclaws. They were all visiting amongst each other, the combined waves of sound creating a jarring noise. "Hey! Alright, everyone's here (at least everyone that we want to be here)! Be quiet! We're going to play a little game of 'Spin the Bottle'. Sit in a circle! George, get the bottle!" Fred announced. George ran over to a counter, and retrieved the bottle. The room filled with chattering and embarrassment. As they sat, George placed the bottle in the center of the circle. "Let's go! Okay, who wants to go first?" Fred asked. "Uh, if no one else will go, then I'll go," Oliver volunteered. He extended his arm to the center of the circle, and spun the bottle with a moderate amount of force. Everyone waited nervously, no one more nervous than Oliver himself. When it finally stopped, it wavered a little bit, then landed on Harry. "Pucker up, Potter!" Oliver said, leaning in for the kiss. Harry had never kissed Oliver before, and was worried. The boys' tongues mingled for a second, then Oliver cut it off. "It's your turn now, Harry," Oliver told him. So Harry spun the bottle. It didn't have a lot of force applied to it, and it landed on.Fred. "Don't tell me you never imagined this, Harry," Fred purred. His lips gently caressed Harry's, licking and teasing the other boy's lips. Harry was in awe. He had never dreamed of Fred being as skilled as this. The kiss lasted a few seconds, until Draco whapped Fred on the head with a notebook. Next, it was Fred's turn. After he spun it, it landed on George. "I love you, brother," Fred said, and he captured George's face and kissed him passionately. This freaked out Alicia and the Ravenclaws, so they left. "Ah, who needed them? Let's keep going," George said. The game of 'Spin the Bottle' went on for a little while longer, prolonged because of a lot of giggling and embarrassment. During the game: Oliver kissed Harry Harry kissed Fred Fred kissed George George kissed Hermione Hermione kissed Ron Ron kissed Draco Draco kissed Percy Percy kissed Marcus Marcus kissed Oliver (he got his wish!) Then the game ended.