Sorry for the delay. Finals and school. I promise to finish this by the end of the summer. Girl Scouts honor.

[ Chapter 5 ]

It was all set. Blaise now wore her fag hag pin like a beacon and was eager to get all the details of the budding relationship between Lucas and Draco. She also didn't mind speeding up the process.

"Luke! I have a brilliant idea!" She said happily, hurrying to his side in the common room. "You two should have a date." She scanned his face for any signs of excitement and nearly squealed when she saw the bright look in his eyes.

"What do you mean, a date?" Luke asked. "I mean, it's not as though we can go to a movie or anything. What would we do?"

"A movie? Never mind. I think that you two should just eat dinner together. One on one. Mano y Mano. It'll be sweet. Don't you agree?" Luke did agree. And he told her.

"I agree."

"Good, then it's all set. Don't worry about a thing. I'll take care of it all." And with that she fled the room again. Obviously bursting with ideas.

To any other person, Blaise seemed to be a conceited, rich, snob. Blaise Zabini was nothing more than the brown haired, female counterpart of Draco Malfoy. Harry had been worried about this, but then quickly saw a change in her. At first he wondered why she was such the polar opposite to him than she was with Harry, but then she realized. The only thing that could melt this ice bitch would be two gay boys on the verge of romance.

Girls were always so hard to read. Changing their minds with their underwear. And this, dears, was why Harry liked boys.

A few hours later and it was all set. Blaise ordered the two of them to change into something nice and then led them, separately, down what seemed like 30 corridors until they reached a door. Because he was not paying attention, Luke did not realize that he was headed to the Room of Requirement until he was there. The door was opened and Luke noticed with surprise that the room was now covered in candles with a small table in the center.

"Isn't it perfect?" Blaise gushed.

"Yeah. Wow. How did you find this room?" He asked. He wasn't aware that other people knew of the room.

"I don't know! I was looking for the right room for hours, but all of them were either classrooms or they just were completely unsuitable. So I was pacing in the hallway trying to think and I noticed this door. I don't know why I didn't notice it before, but I came in and it was just perfect!" She was smiling so excitedly that Luke had to smile.

"It's really great, Blaise. You did well." She clasped her hands together and turned back to the door, her long brown hair swishing to the side as she did so.

"Let me go get Draco now. I hope you two have fun!" And with that she ran from the room.

Luke sat down on one of the table's two chairs and ran his increasingly sweaty palms on the fronts of his pants. He had never had a date with a guy before. He hoped it wouldn't be awkward. Slowly the door opened and a gorgeous blonde head slipped in the doorway. Both boys broke into immediate smiles. Draco clicked the door behind him and slid into the seat opposite of Luke. They were both fidgety and neither knew how to start the conversation.

Give a guy some candles and all of a sudden he can't speak properly.

Finally though, he opened his mouth.

"Hey." He said lamely. Draco laughed.

"Uh, hey."

"I hate awkward moments."

"That was subtle." Another laugh. "Question time."

The nights questions were fairly easy and lighthearted. They started with "If you were stranded on a desert island what 3 things would you bring with you?" Harry answered with "a book, a phone and a lifetime supply of food." Draco was perplexed by the phone reference but then replied with, "I would bring...my journal, my wand to transfigure myself a boat out of a coconut or something." Laughter, " and a boy to keep me company I guess." He smiled shyly at that.

"What letter would that boys name start with?" Luke asked teasingly.

"Well...I suppose 'L' is a good letter. What do you think?" He asked. He leaned forward on the table, his face glowing.

"'L' is great letter. Your turn." Draco's smile fell back slowly and he adopted a serious gaze.

"Would you be mad if I kissed you right now?"

Luke, speechless, shook his head and watched in amazement as Draco leaned forward, only closing his eyes when the two pairs of lips made contact.

It was beautiful and slow and everything a kiss should be. A kiss that was perfectly content in it's progress by shyly asking for more. In the back of Luke's mind two voices yelled "You're kissing Draco Malfoy!" One congratulatory and the other reprimanding.

Eventually, the kiss broke again and they sank back into their seats. Luke did not remember standing up.

They stared at each other for a few moments before Draco broke the gaze and asked, "Do we get food, or no?"

True their plates were still empty. But who eats at a time like this?

Two hours and three kisses later they entered the boys dormitory and deposited themselves on Luke's bed. They spoke animatedly about Quidditch and decided to play together the next day. Soon the conversation turned to school work, and soon after that they were both asleep on Luke's bed.

Luke awoke the next morning and nearly jumped off the bed. Draco was laying next to him, fast asleep. Why was Draco in his bed? He didn't remember getting drunk. After a few confused moments he finally came to his senses and realized that they were both dressed and calmed down. He sat back down on the bed, prepared to fall asleep again when Draco stirred. A slow smile spread across his face. God, he even woke up gracefully.

"Did I sleep here? I'm sorry." Luke smiled back. He didn't mind. It wasn't the worst way to wake up.

"Yeah, well, I usually wait awhile before I sleep with someone, but okay." Luke joked.

Draco laughed and sat up. "Well I better shower before we go out and play. Are you coming?"

Luke shook his head. "No, I'll shower when we come back in." And with a nod Draco was off the bed and out the door towards the bathroom. Ten seconds later Luke was up and by Draco's bed, extracting Draco's journal from his trunk. Quickly, and afraid of being caught he tried to flip to the last pages, abruptly stopping when he saw the words "Harry Potter" written on the page. He had, of course expected to see his name somewhere in here, but not in the same sentence as the words "I can't stop thinking about..." Draco was completely smitten with him. How he had never realized he didn't know, but it did sort of make sense. Their contact before he became Lucas was never friendly but it was still contact. He spent a minute absorbing it and thinking back to every confrontation and analyzing it briefly. Finally, remembering that he didn't have much time he flipped to the back to see what Draco has written about him as Lucas.

Could it really be this easy to fall in love? Lucas, is amazing. I really have never met anyone like him. We spend a lot of time talking and I really don't remember being this happy before. I kissed him a few moments ago. It was quick, and I was shy about it, but I got it in, and he didn't get angry, so that's a good sign. Sometimes I think that this infatuation with Lucas is just something to keep me occupied to I won't keep thinking about Harry, and that makes me feel bad about this sometimes, but Harry is still nowhere to be found and I need something else to think about. Anyway this has been a great few days and I'm really looking forward to the next few with Lucas. I've noticed that when I write his name I write out the whole thing instead of just "Luke". I really love his name. Anyway, it's time for bed.

Luke smiled to himself and slid the journal back into Draco's trunk just as he entered the dormitory again. Luke shut the lid quickly and stood, looking uneasily at Draco's tight-lipped smile.

"What were you doing, Lucas?" Draco asked. Luke internally smiled at the vocalizing of his full first name, and then shrugged. He didn't know what to say. "You were reading my journal weren't you?" Draco said, mock-calmly. He reached in his armoire and pulled out a shirt to put on, staring at Luke. Luke carefully avoided his gaze and looked at the interesting grey of the stone floor.

"Luke look at me." Draco said after a few moments. Luke looked up to see him fully dressed, hands on his hips. He now looked about ready to cry. "Why did you do that?"

"I don't know, I was curious. I'm sorry." Luke said. Trying to sound sincere. He realized that Draco probably thought that he would hate him for saying that he was using Luke to get over Harry. "I just wanted to know how you really felt about me." Luke said earnestly.

"Well, why didn't you just ask?" Draco said. He had a bit of anger in his voice as he pushed passed Luke and started to leave the room. "Are you coming?" He asked, a definite bite in his voice then.

"Er, yeah. Let me get dressed first." He said. Rushing to get his clothing while trying to sort out that Draco had a crush on Harry, and that Draco was now mad at Luke. What had he done?

Luke entered the Quidditch Pitch on his own to find Draco already in the air. Flying at high speeds and flailing his left arm animatedly.

Luke mounted his broom and flew up to meet him.

Once in the air and close enough to Draco Luke stopped and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, you know, for reading your journal like that. It wasn't fair."

"You're right, it wasn't. I see you writing in yours all the time and I never even thought to - well maybe once or twice - but I wouldn't actually read it. Why didn't you just ask!" The last phrase wasn't really a question. More of an incredulous statement.

"I really am sorry." Luke said. Trying to look away.

"Right. Sure. Let's just play." Draco said. He was obviously still mad and he pulled a box from his pant pockets. From inside of that he lifted a snitch that was silver in color and let it go.

"Whoever finds it first wins." He said dully, not looking at Luke, making him feel even worse for ruining Draco's good mood.

They flew off to different sides of the field looking for the snitch. Luke applied all of his brain power to the game to keep the nagging guilt from overpowering him. After a few uneventful moments he saw a flash of silver and dove for it. He saw Draco speed for it seconds after him and went faster. He felt like himself for a few moments there, Harry Potter not Lucas James. He forgot it was just a friendly game, he forgot he and Malfoy were pretty close and he dove for it, closing his hand around the ball finally.

He landed on the ground softly and waited for Draco to do the same. The happiness that had flooded his brain earlier quickly slipped away as he saw the look on Draco's face. He looked...odd. And Luke couldn't put his finger on what it was. "

That was impressive." He said slowly. "Where did you learn to play like that?"

Luke hesitated. "Oh, you know, the school team."

"The school team? You played seeker then?"

"Oh yeah. Since second year."

"That's strange. I always like to keep on top of other schools Quidditch players. I never heard your name mentioned in the ream rosters." Draco looked at him skeptically.

"Yeah...well." Luke blushed and faltered in his story. "I guess I just wish I was on the team. I practice a lot though. Let's go inside." He said. Eager to end the conversation. "

Yeah. Let's." Draco said. Following him into the castle.

Once inside and showered, Luke met Draco on his bed. Draco was of course, writing. He shut the book quickly and held it protectively in his arms. Luke sat at the end of the bed, smiling hopefully.

"Do you forgive me yet?" Luke asked with his best sad face. Draco smiled.

"I suppose so. I just get nervous about people knowing all of my secrets." Draco took the journal and put it safely back in his trunk with a sharp reprimand of "Don't do it again!"

As Draco re-adjusted himself on the bed, Luke laid out on his stomach and stretched, unaware of Draco's gaze on his back. He felt Draco's finger trace the lightning bolt scar on his back and jumped, surprised.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked nervously.

"Nothing, I was just - Let's play the question game." Luke sat up quickly and pulled his shirt down.

"Okay. I'll start. On a scale of 1 to 10 how angry are you with me right now?"

"4. My turn. Why did you read my journal?"

"I told you, I was curious. I'm sorry. Curiosity killed the cat and all that."

"Yeah and if curiosity doesn't I will if you ever do something like that again." They both laughed though Draco's was a bit forced.

"My turn." Luke hesitated. He knew the question he wanted to ask, but didn't know if he should risk it. He decided to go with it in the end. "Did you really like Harry Potter?"

Draco froze and his gaze shifted away quickly. "That's not fair. You shouldn't even know about that."

"True. But I do know about it. And...I kind of want to know. Considering I'm filling in for him and everything." Luke hadn't meant to add that last part but he couldn't help it. It was a nice touch.

Draco looked back sharply. "I didn't mean that." He said quickly. "Oh God, I hope you're not angry about that. I didn't mean it, I swear. I didn't even know Harry Potter. I was just, I don't know, infatuated I guess. But you're so different and I know you and I like you and - " He broke off and looked about ready to cry for the second time that day.

"Whoa. Draco. Don't worry about it. I understand. And I'm not mad. I was just surprised." He tried his best to be soothing but Draco still looked upset and seemed worried that he had ruined the whole relationship.

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how angry are you at me for writing that?" Draco asked, biting his lip.

"Zero. I like you, and what you write in your journal has no effect on that. It's okay." Draco nodded.

"Okay You're turn." Luke sat thinking. He wanted to ask exactly what Draco liked about Harry, but he thought it would be too much for tonight. So instead he went with another nagging question.

"What are we?" He said, hopefully staring at Draco.

"What do you mean?" Draco asked.

"I mean, are we together? Are we 'friends with benefits?' Am I your boyfriend?" He stopped himself. Friends with benefits? What benefits?

"What benefits?" Draco asked, laughing. He abruptly stopped laughing quickly though and said.

"Well I hope you're my boyfriend. But I don't know. I've never done this before. What do you think?"

"I think that...we are boyfriends." Luke said slowly, questioningly.

"Lucas and Draco sittin in a tree." Draco sang quietly, a smile playing at his lips. They laughed softly.

"Yeah, all that." He leaned forward and kissed him quickly. "Your turn. Make it a good one."

Draco dropped his smile and looked at him intently while fidgeting with the bottom of his pants.

"Alright." He said tentatively.

"What's your biggest secret?"

Luke's mind went blank with shock.