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Draco grinned, letting go and turning towards the shower head and stealing the shampoo from Harry's hands, "Don't want to smell like a Gryffindor."
"Hey! That's mine!" Harry yanked it back.
"I want to use it!" Draco pulled harder.
"BUT IT'S MINE!" Harry pulled, too.
"BUT I'M USING IT!" Draco gave one last tug, causing them to slip and land in a wet heap on the bathrug tangled with each other and the curtain.
"Look what you did!" Harry stood up, triuphantly holding his baby shampoo.
"I did? You did it!" Draco yelled, yanking it back. He picked up his wand from the counter, "Reparo," he muttered, the curtain repairing itself and causeing Harry to fall to the ground once more.
"Man, you sure fly well, but when it comes to standing still, you suck," Draco blew a raspberry and climbing into the shower with Harry's shampoo.
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"Hey, Harry, what you you doing here?" Hermione looked up from her comfy chair in the commons room.
"Can I use your shower, Herm?"
"Sure, follow me," Hermione marked her place in her book and stood up, "Be back in a bit."
It was then he noticed Ron laying sheepishly beside the chair.
"Back in a bit," Harry grinned.
"Shut it..." Ron blushed.
He hesitated before following Hermione into the girls dormitory.
"Wow..." Harry blink, "It's really...clean.."
Hermione shrugged, "Not really..."
Harry followed her into the room she shared with Lavender- it was an absolute sty.
"I retract my statement..." he grinned. He was immediantly silenced by a towel being thrown at his head, "Very nice," came his muffled reply as he pulled it off.
"That way," she pointed down to the showers.
Harry followed her finger into a clean bathroom with stalls like the ones in the boys dorm showers.
He hung the towel and his bag of clean clothes on the rack outside the black glass door as he climbed in.
After stripped and hanging them over the wall between his stall and the next, he turned on the water.
Unlike the boys' showers, the water was immediatly luke-warm; the boys' gave an icy blast when turned on.
It was then he realised he'd left his shampoo he'd managed to take after Draco was done showering, using up all the hot water.
Harry peeked out, and seeing it was clear, stepped outside the stall.
He saw Parvati, his date from the Yule Ball, dressed and drying her hair.
She saw him too.
He yanked his bottle out from the bag, not noticing the black g-string falling out and clammered loudly back into the shower stall.
"Harry! Your thong fell out," she said kindly, giggling though and Harry once more cursed Neville, "I put it back in you back pack."
"Bloody hell," Harry mumbled under his breath, "Thanks!" he called out.
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Harry, dressed and showered appeared in the Gryffindor commonsroom to face a very displeased McGonagall.
"Er, yes, Professor?" he asked.
"Mister-"
"Misses," a voice very much like Seamus' corrected.
McGonagall fought a smile, "Misses Potter, I will ask you to stay in you very...exclusive dorm, if you will."
"But...but...he's such a-"
"I know," she leaned forward, whispering in his ear, "but you'll figure it out..."
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Draco grinned, letting go and turning towards the shower head and stealing the shampoo from Harry's hands, "Don't want to smell like a Gryffindor."
"Hey! That's mine!" Harry yanked it back.
"I want to use it!" Draco pulled harder.
"BUT IT'S MINE!" Harry pulled, too.
"BUT I'M USING IT!" Draco gave one last tug, causing them to slip and land in a wet heap on the bathrug tangled with each other and the curtain.
"Look what you did!" Harry stood up, triuphantly holding his baby shampoo.
"I did? You did it!" Draco yelled, yanking it back. He picked up his wand from the counter, "Reparo," he muttered, the curtain repairing itself and causeing Harry to fall to the ground once more.
"Man, you sure fly well, but when it comes to standing still, you suck," Draco blew a raspberry and climbing into the shower with Harry's shampoo.
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"Hey, Harry, what you you doing here?" Hermione looked up from her comfy chair in the commons room.
"Can I use your shower, Herm?"
"Sure, follow me," Hermione marked her place in her book and stood up, "Be back in a bit."
It was then he noticed Ron laying sheepishly beside the chair.
"Back in a bit," Harry grinned.
"Shut it..." Ron blushed.
He hesitated before following Hermione into the girls dormitory.
"Wow..." Harry blink, "It's really...clean.."
Hermione shrugged, "Not really..."
Harry followed her into the room she shared with Lavender- it was an absolute sty.
"I retract my statement..." he grinned. He was immediantly silenced by a towel being thrown at his head, "Very nice," came his muffled reply as he pulled it off.
"That way," she pointed down to the showers.
Harry followed her finger into a clean bathroom with stalls like the ones in the boys dorm showers.
He hung the towel and his bag of clean clothes on the rack outside the black glass door as he climbed in.
After stripped and hanging them over the wall between his stall and the next, he turned on the water.
Unlike the boys' showers, the water was immediatly luke-warm; the boys' gave an icy blast when turned on.
It was then he realised he'd left his shampoo he'd managed to take after Draco was done showering, using up all the hot water.
Harry peeked out, and seeing it was clear, stepped outside the stall.
He saw Parvati, his date from the Yule Ball, dressed and drying her hair.
She saw him too.
He yanked his bottle out from the bag, not noticing the black g-string falling out and clammered loudly back into the shower stall.
"Harry! Your thong fell out," she said kindly, giggling though and Harry once more cursed Neville, "I put it back in you back pack."
"Bloody hell," Harry mumbled under his breath, "Thanks!" he called out.
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Harry, dressed and showered appeared in the Gryffindor commonsroom to face a very displeased McGonagall.
"Er, yes, Professor?" he asked.
"Mister-"
"Misses," a voice very much like Seamus' corrected.
McGonagall fought a smile, "Misses Potter, I will ask you to stay in you very...exclusive dorm, if you will."
"But...but...he's such a-"
"I know," she leaned forward, whispering in his ear, "but you'll figure it out..."
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