Gah, terribly sorry; I realize that I've sucked with updating this story, and I apologize, but I'm doing my best. Ummmmm, I can't decide whether or not to have dreams in the next few chapters, so what do you guys think? Please leave a review and tell me.



Draco and Harry lay next to each other, enjoying the comfort and softness that was Harry's new bed.

"This is great," muttered Harry, "I never need to worry about you rolling on top of me again."

"What, don't you like being the bottom?" Draco taunted, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"No, I just don't like it while you're on top."

"Gee, thanks. Thanks a lot."

"Completely and totally welcome, dear," replied Harry.

Draco smacked him lightly, and said, "Get some sleep, will ya."

"As you wish," Harry replied, grinning widely, and Draco rolled his eyes before turning out the light.

~~~

The next morning, Harry woke up early, before every single other person in the house. He decided that since, technically, he could be considered the host (although even more technically, that was Sith since she was the babysitter, and partially technically that was Snape because he was the oldest, but still), he would make breakfast for everyone.

He got out the frying pan and a few bowls, plates, silverware, etc. Then he hunted around in the cabinets and refrigerator to get out eggs, pancake mix, cereal and the like.

Mixing up the pancake batter was the easiest thing to do, by far. Then, while he set the grill warming up, he got out the bread for toast. After a minute, the grill was ready, so he spooned batter onto the grill and watched to make sure they didn't get burned.

Which was why he was so surprised when a set of arms wrapped around him, hugging him close to the body to which the arms were attached to. He nearly dropped the spatula in surprise.

"Draco? What are you doing up so early?" Harry asked, not needing to turn around to know who it was.

"I should ask you the same thing," Draco replied, hugging Harry closely. "I woke up because I was so cold and you weren't there."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harry said, "But I was gonna make you guys all breakfast, and then I was going to serve you breakfast in bed!"

Draco smirked, "You can still do that. I'll just go back to bed." He untangled himself from Harry and started to walk upstairs.

"Oh no, you got up and now you get to help," Harry said, giving Draco a smirk of his own. "Go on, you can make scrambled eggs, can't you?"

Draco grumbled, but what could he do? He grabbed a couple of eggs and began cracking them in a large bowl.

"Thanks!" Harry said cheerfully, flipping the pancakes. Draco glared at him with a glare that could have probably frozen over at least half of hell.

Harry, of course, paid this no mind.

~~~

Soon enough, however, the others started coming downstairs. Well, at least, Hermione and Ron came downstairs. Harry didn't know how Snape and Sith could manage to sleep with all the racket the four of them were making downstairs, though.

"Can you hand me the batter, Ron?" Harry said, and Ron passed him the bowl of pancake batter. Only in the process, he knocked a couple of eggshells down to the ground, causing the sticky stuff still left in the shell to spread onto the floor.

"Um, oops?"

"There's a towel in the second drawer on the right hand side of the refrigerator," Harry said, not even turning around. Ron nodded and grabbed it.

"Watch out!" Hermione said as Ron spun around, knocking her glass of water over. Luckily, the cup didn't shatter. There was just a big wet mess on the floor now.

"There's a second towel in the top cabinet above the toaster," Harry said, still not turning around.

"Ok," Hermione nodded and grabbed the second towel. She kneeled down to mop up the mess, and Draco, carrying the toast to the table, tripped over her, spilling toast everywhere.

Harry finally turned around and sighed. He almost laughed then, however, when he saw his three friends sprawled on the floor (Ron had turned around to see what the crash sound had been when Draco fell and he had slipped on the egg shells), all tangled up, with toast all over them.

He couldn't help himself; he laughed. "Ah, you guys! Surely you've helped out before in the kitchen!"

'"Not with these two," muttered Hermione, and Harry laughed again.

"Gee, thanks a lot, Hermione!" Ron said indignantly.

Harry smirked; something he was picking up from Draco quickly. "Hermione, you might want to get the butter out of your hair. Bathroom is upstairs across from my aunt and uncle's bedroom. Ron, you might want to get a clean pair of socks and Draco . . . ummm," Harry paused, unable to think of anything.

"I'll just stay here and help the chef," Draco smirked, grinning at Harry.

"How cute!" said Hermione happily as she went upstairs.

"I heard that!" Draco yelled.

"That was the point!" Hermione replied.

"I'll be right back," Ron said, taking off his egg-covered socks and going upstairs as well.

Draco paused and watched as Harry mopped up the water, and picked up the toast. "I'm guessing Snape and Sith wouldn't wake up for the end of the world at this rate," he said.

Harry grinned as he sorted through the toast that had gotten wet, the toast that had landed butter side down, and the toast that was still fine. "No kidding. Hey, want to make some more toast?"

"Sure, why not?" Draco said, getting out some more bread.

About five minutes later, new toast had been made, the pancakes were done, eggs had been scrambled and the like. Hermione came rushing downstairs, brushing her hair.

"Ermmm, I don't think we can expect Snape and Sith down anytime soon," she said, blushing. "I turned up the water as loud as I could . . . but I still . . ." She blushed even harder, and Harry shrugged.

"As long as they clean up," He said, and then made a face, "I can't believe I just said that when the evil professor known as Snape is in my aunt and uncles room . . . " He groaned.

"Luckily, or not," Draco said, "Your aunt and uncle will be back tomorrow, bright and early, and then Snape and Sith will be gone."

"Yeah, but so will Ron and me," Hermione said.

"Yeah," Harry admitted, sadly, "But then it'll be only three more days til I go over to Ron's house!"

Ron choose this moment to come downstairs and said, "I would try to let you come earlier, but my mom is having relatives over and we have no room whatsoever."

"But there's enough room for Hermione cause you two share the bed, no?" Draco said with a perfectly straight face.

Hermione grumbled, and Ron turned bright red. "Well, there was no room in Ginny's room; my two cousins are staying there."

"Hey, I was only joking," Draco said, "I didn't really think . . ."

Ron blushed even redder.

~~~

They sat down at the table, debating whether to wait for Snape and Sith. Finally, Ron shrugged and took some toast. Hermione shrugged as well and took some pancakes. And then Draco and Harry took some food as well.

"We'll save some for them, or something," Harry muttered.

"Yeah, sure," grinned Draco. He and Ron both speared the last pancake with their forks, and glared at each other.

For a loooooong moment, they did nothing but glare. And glare. And GLARE.

"Ummm, guys?" Hermione said. Draco and Ron continued to glare. "Great, they're not listening."

"I know what to do," Harry grinned. He took his own fork and, quickly, batted away Draco's and Ron's forks and stole the pancake before they noticed.

In fact, they glared at each other for a full minute more before realizing that the pancake was gone. "HARRY!" they both exclaimed simultaneously. "This is all your fault!" They continued in unison. "WAS NOT!" Hermione and Harry felt the urge to groan. "WAS TOO!"

Harry grinned and shrugged, "Hey, it had to be done!"

Draco and Ron groaned. Hermione couldn't help but grin at the look on their faces.

It was at that point that Sith and Snape came downstairs. "You guys are really noisy," Sith complained, rubbing her eyes.

"We try," Draco said proudly.

"That's hardly something to be proud of," Snape said quietly, but then he stopped. Hermione could guess why and it made her blush again.

There was a bit of silence, when finally Ron said loudly, "So what should we do now, Harry?"

Harry grinned at Sith, and then Snape, and said, "Go ahead, help yourselves to whatever you want!" And then he ran out of the kitchen, followed closely by Draco, Hermione, and Ron.

"That was just too funny!" Draco said, laughing. They had all gone into Harry's room. Draco and Harry had collapsed on the bed, Ron sat on the floor, and Hermione sat on the chair.

"Yeah, no kidding," Hermione said, "But seriously, what should we do now?"

Harry pondered this for a moment. "I could show you Dudleys newest playstation game. It's something that has to do with a show called 'Yu-gi- oh!' or something. I've never played it, but it sounds interesting."

"Works for me," Ron said instantly.

"I'm sure there is plenty of logic for you as well, Hermione," Harry added, grinning, "So you won't feel left out."

"Gee, thanks," Hermione said, "It's so nice to know you care."

"I try," Harry said, causing Hermione to groan. "Just go ahead and get it set up in his room and Draco and I will be right over there, ok?"

"Sure, whatever you say," Ron said, "Just, hey, don't get sidetracked, ok?" He grinned as Harry blushed mildly and Draco smirked.

"I could say the same to you, believe me," Draco replied in a superior tone, and Ron gave a little squeak before running off after Hermione.

"You're terrible," Harry told Draco.

"Ah, but THAT'S what you love about me!" Draco replied, and, without hesitation, pulled Harry in a small kiss, that quickly turned into a bit more.

It wasn't long before Draco was about to pull off Harry's shirt, when Harry suddenly leaned back, breaking contact.

"Hey, what's that for?" Draco asked, mildly miffed.

"Hermione and Ron are going to start doing the exact same thing if we don't hurry up and get over to Dudley's room," Harry said, "And I'm beginning to think that this is the best summer I've ever had." He kissed Draco on the cheek before jumping off the bed and running into the hall.

Draco followed behind him after a second, thinking the thought that everyone knew he would think: 'Me too!' to end the chapter with a burst of fluffyness!



I'm sad now . . . my mom won't let me watch Inuyasha cause I'm 'sick'.

Grrrrr