"Hey, I know you from school," Harry finally said, "You're in ummmm, the sixth year, right?"

The girl nodded. "My name is Sith. Now, we're all set."

"Ummmm, ok," Harry said. He turned to Draco. "I can't believe my uncle got me a sitter who turned out to be a wizard!"

Draco nodded, "This is great. Your new bed should be coming sometime tonight, we're going to play twister, and your horrible relatives left us with a wizard. This is great!" he repeated.

"Twister?" Sith replied, raising an eyebrow. Harry and Draco rushed up the stairs, leaving her to look at where they had just been with a look of amusement in her eyes. "This I've got to see."

She went into the kitchen, and called out, "Sin!" Instantly, a black owl, with violet eyes to match her own, came flying into the kitchen. "Ah, there you are! Here, I've a message for you to deliver." She pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled a few words. "Here, it won't take long."

Sin stood still and let Sith tie the letter to her leg, and then flew up and out of the window.

"There," said Sith happily, "Now, in a little bit, the fun shall begin!"

~~~

Meanwhile, upstairs, Draco and Harry were rearranging Harry's furniture, to make room for the bed.

"I can't believe it," Harry kept saying over and over, "I simply can't believe it . . . you coming, a new bed, my relatives leaving for two days . . . this is the best week of summer vacation. Ever!"

Draco grinned, and chucked Harry's poor excuse for a bed out the window.

"Draco! What did you do that for?" Harry exclaimed, running to the window, just in time to see his bed crack in half, nearly flatting Aunt Petunia's petunias.

"Hey, it was in the way," Draco said, shrugging.

"Oy vey," Harry mumbled, sitting down at his desk, and grinning faintly.

"Hmmm," Draco said, walking up to him, "Did you say something?" He grinned brightly as he leaned over and pressed his lips against Harry's. "I think you should be thanking me," Draco said, his voice a low purr. He kissed Harry again, this time gently placing his tongue in Harry's mouth.

"Mmmm," Harry muttered, eagerly responding to the kiss, fighting for control. "Mmmmhmmm," he added.

"Does that mean you're thanking me?" questioned Draco, grinning. He ran a finger down Harry's chest and raised his eyebrow suggestively.

"Mmmhmmm," repeated Harry, and then he stood up abruptly. "But hey, shouldn't we save this for the new bed, no?" He said, smirking. He walked out of the room to go see what Sith was up to, and Draco couldn't help but grin as he followed.

'Yes, this is defiantly worth it,' he thought. 'Defiantly.'

Downstairs, they found Sith in the kitchen still, something cooking - or rather, from the smell of it, burning - on the stove. "Hey," she greeted them cheerily, "By any chance, do you guys want to make dinner?"

Harry grinned, and went over to the stove. The soup - at least, that's what he thought it was - was a black mass, so he dumped it out and got out new ingredients. "By the way," he said, "Don't feel bad about burning it - Aunt Petunia's been bugging Uncle Vernon to buy her a new stovetop for AGES, but he refuses to."

Harry paused and added, "Cheap bastard."

Everyone started laughing.

"So who's your visitor?" asked Draco.

"Doesn't matter to you," replied Sith mysteriously. "Which reminds me, you guys can go ahead and invite someone to stay over tonight."

"I'm going to invite Ron," said Harry instantly.

Draco raised an eyebrow, and Harry added, "You're not JELOUS, are you?" Draco laughed.

"Of course not!" He then added quietly to himself, "Not much."

Harry grinned knowingly. "Of course, Ron will have to sleep on the bed with us, since it's so big. You could sleep on one side, and Ron on the other, with me in the middle!"

Draco scowled, and turned around. Both Harry and Sith laughed.

"Oh, don't worry," Harry told Draco as he scribbled an invitation for Ron to stay over. "Ron will have to bring Hermione, so I'll let them borrow Dudley's room."

Draco pondered this, and finally nodded.

"Don't be jealous of Ron," Harry said sweetly, "He and I are just friends."

Draco scowled again.

~~~

Not long after Harry had let Hedwig off with the invitation had another owl came flying in the window. "Geez, it must be owl hour or something," Harry said, untying the package. It was a rather large box, but still fairly small. "What is it?"

"Your new bed, duh," Draco said.

"Why's it so small?" asked Harry instantly.

Draco rolled his eyes and said, "It's not assembled yet - c'mon, here, let's go upstairs and I'll set it up for you."

Harry pretended to bat his eyelashes at Draco. "You'd really do that for me, Dracy?" he said in a high voice, "Oh, you're the greatest boyfriend I've ever had!"

"And the only one you've ever had, I should hope," Draco added, picking up the box and heading upstairs. Harry followed.

"Hey, can I expect you down in time to finish the soup?" Sith called up after them. "I mean it, no playtime until after dinner! Do you hear me?!!"

~~~

Draco and Harry went into Harry's room, and unwrapped the package. The bed frame was in many little pieces, and the mattresses was flat and folded up neatly, just like the bedding and blankets and pillows.

"I still don't get how this works," Harry said.

"Obviously, Harry, as you haven't gotten any wizard furniture before," Draco said. "It's amazingly simple." He got out his wand.

Harry paused. "I thought we couldn't do magic out of school." He said uncertainly.

"Oh, don't worry, it's not really magic," Draco said, "It's just setting it up. Don't worry!" He pointed his wand at the bed frame and tapped the pieces. They flew up and assembled into the frame.

Next, he pointed his wand at the mattress, and that inflated before floating onto the frame. A wave of his wand caused the bedding to fly up and fit onto the mattress, and in seconds, the whole thing stood assembled.

The wood for the frame was a dark brown, and the forest green bedding (with silver trim) matched nicely. Harry tentatively put a hand on the bed, and noted instantly how amazingly soft it was.

"Wow," was all he could manage to say. Slowly he climbed up onto the bed, marveling at how big it seemed, even though it really didn't seem to take up that much space.

He was just relaxing in the softness that was his new bed, and Draco was just about to crawl in next to him to begin what they had started earlier, when suddenly something hit Harry.

"SHIT!" Harry said, sitting straight up.

"What?" asked Draco, worried.

"You know if Ron and Hermione stay here they'll have to stay in Dudley's room and it's a bloody mess in there so we have to get it somewhat clean so that they can actually stay in it and ohhh, they could be here soon and we have to help with dinner and . . ." he said quickly, all in one breath.

Draco held his hand up. "Hey, hey, calm down! First things first. I don't give a . . ." Draco paused, and finally said, "Well, to sum it up, I want you right now."

Harry almost instantly felt his breath stop and that simple sentence made him flush red. But he kept to it, "I can't let them stay in it when it's a pigsty like that! Please, lets go clean it some. Don't worry, we can most assuredly test out this new bed tonight."

"We'd better," grumbled Draco, "Or I'll start to think you don't want to."

"Oh, I do," Harry said, grinning, and brushing up against Draco's legs, he walked out of the room and down the hall to Dudley's room.

Needless to say, it was indeed a pigsty; toys were strewn all over, most of them broken, and many of them just begging to be broken. A few computers were set up in the corner, and a TV, VCR, DVD player, and a playstation. They were probably the only working things in the room.

Draco muttered some stuff under his breath, and Harry grinned. "Yeah, it is as bad as it looks. Don't know where to start? Well, my aunt made me clean his room before. The best thing to do is to just throw everything into the closet."

So they did just that, and threw everything into the closet. Broken stuff went into the box on the right, and not broken stuff went into the box on the left (Well, gee, what box do you think was full?).

After a half hour of that, the floor was visible, and Harry said, "Ok, I'll come up and sweep later, but I think I hear Sith yelling for us to get down there."

They went downstairs, and Sith glared at them. "I only called you guys like twenty times. Just how busy were you?"

Harry grinned innocently. "Not very. We were cleaning Dudley's room."

Sith shook her head. "I'm not going to ask. Now, about the soup. . . is it done?"

Draco grinned this time while Harry went to check on the soup. He pronounced it done, and turned off the heat. "Are we going to wait for the others then?" He asked.

Sith nodded. "My guest will be here shortly . . . I'm sure you all know him, but I have not told him who you are yet . . . I'm sure you'll all be pleasantly surprised."

"If you say so," Draco said.

"Well, I do," replied Sith in a final sort of voice.

And so they sat in silence for ten minutes, during which Harry absently got out bread and butter and a salad, and put the soup and everything on the table (and he set the table for six people).

Suddenly, someone just suddenly appeared in the middle of the kitchen. The someone was wearing a long black cloak, and hood, and, much like Sith, you couldn't see the someone's face.

"Ah! Hey, don't surprise me like that," Sith cried out, jumping up and hugging the someone. "You SCARED me, you know."

The someone laughed a little, and said, "Oh, come now." He removed his hood.

"You've GOT to be kidding me!" Harry said loudly.

Professor Severus Snape stood in his kitchen.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Harry repeated. Well, damn, there went his good mood.

"Mr. Potter," Snape said slowly. "So it's you that Sith has to babysit for. I always knew you needed to be constantly looked after."

"Professor . . ." Draco said, "Don't."

Snape raised an eyebrow, "I didn't see you there, Draco. How are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Draco said.

There was an uncomfortable pause, after which Sith said fiercly, "Ok! Introductions are over, now let's all be friends!"

There was another pause, and then Harry said, 'Fine. For now, why not? I intend to enjoy these two days, no matter what."

"Agreed," said Draco.

Snape nodded.

"I suppose it would be too much to suggest a group hug now?" Sith said jokingly, and everyone laughed, even Snape.

Moments later, there was a loud THUNK and quite suddenly, Ron fell out of the fireplace in the kitchen, followed by Hermione.

"Hello there, Harry," Ron said to Harry, "Hey Draco," He said to Draco. "Hello person I don't remember," he said to Sith. "Hello Professor," he said to Snape, and then he paused. "PROFESSOR SNAPE?"

"Not this again!" muttered Harry, and Draco and Sith grinned.

"C'mon, he won't bother us. Long story," Harry told Hermione and Ron. "Hey, I cleaned up Dudley's bedroom some for you guys, but it's still kinda a mess, sorry."

Draco decided to be helpful and added, "He would let you stay in his room, only then all four of us would have to share the bed, and I don't think that would have worked out."

Any tension left in the room disappeared as the four of them laughed.

Dinner was pretty darn amusing as the four of them caught up on stuff that had been happening (and they just sort of ignored Snape and Sith).

"I still can't WAIT until the Quidditch cup," Ron said excitedly, "It's going to rock!"

"Yeah, you've only told me about twenty times," Hermione said, grinning.

"And five of those times we've heard it too," Draco added.

"And I wouldn't be surprised if you said it fifty more times," Harry said.

"Well, it's true," Ron said, pretending to be hurt, but then he grinned widely, and they began discussing Quidditch again.

"Hey," Sith said, gathering up Sin and motioning for Snape to follow, "I'm going to go to your aunts/uncles room. We'll sleep in there."

"Ok," Harry said, "Try to keep it somewhat clean." He blushed inwardly after the meaning of his words hit him.

"Oh, we will," Sith assured him. Sin gave a menacing sort of hoot and Harry nodded, grinning a bit weakly.

"Well I guess I should show you Dudley's room," Harry said. "C'mon."

He led them up the stairs into the room. He hastily brushed aside a bunch of toys that seemingly popped out of nowhere, and gestured to the room grandly. "Well?"

Hermione grinned, "It's lovely, Harry."

"The bed is HUGE!" Ron said, eyes widening as he ran over to the king sized bed (with clean bedding, courtesy of Draco, believe it or not).

"Well, we'll leave to let you get used to this now, and I suppose we shall go now," Harry said, smiling happily.

Ron nodded absently, and Hermione gave Harry a 'v' sign and turned to Ron. Harry and Draco left and grinned happily.

"Well, now that everyone's settled in, and we're all happy . . . " Draco trailed off.

"Yes, I think everything's finally ready now," Harry agreed, and they walked into Harry's room and locked the door.





Sorry for ending it here, but my brothers are annoying the piss out of me and I'm so PISSED I can't write properly. XD

Believe me, you don't want me to write the next part now, because . . . just, yeah.

It'll be up soon, I promise.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed!!! =D