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Chapter 5

"Alright. If I can have everyone's attention please!" Seamus' voice rose over the hubbub of the Great Hall. Everyone looked at the Irish boy standing on his seat patiently waiting for a couple Slytherins to stop giggling.

"You were all present for the ending of the race between Hermoine Granger, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. As we all could tell Hermoine won by a landslide. Our problem was we could not choose which boy got second place and which lost." He gestured to a box that replaced his plate of food.

"If you would all write either Harry Potter or Ron Weasley on a piece of paper and place it in this box then we will be able to judge this race fairly." He started to sit down before turning to the teacher's table.

"Teachers are welcome to vote as well." Dumbledore sat back with an amused expression on his face as the entire school reached for paper and quills. By the end of lunch the box was full and Seamus stood again.

"Thank you all for your cooperation. The votes will be counted by Hermoine and myself. We will announce the results tomorrow at breakfast." Harry rolled his eyes and packed his things for class.

"Let's go before he gets any more ideas." As he left the Hall he noticed that the Slytherin table was missing one. 'Poor ferret...He won't know what is going to hit him.'

"Harry since we both have a free period do you want to work on the essay Snape assigned us today?" Harry nodded at Hermoine and opened his bag to make sure he had his book with him. He rummaged around for a second before sending Hermoine a pained expression.

"Harry, please don't tell me you forgot it again? Snape is going to have a conniption fit if he finds out! This is the second book you have lost since the beginning of school!" Hermoine looked at him pity in her eyes tinged with exasperation.

"I went back to look for it but it was gone. So I figured I put it in my bag already."

"Are you meaning this Potter?" Harry turned around at the sound of the familiar hated drawl hoping against hope that it was someone else with a great impersonation of the ferret. Unfortunately for him there stood Malfoy holding his potion's book in his hand as if it was diseased.

"Malfoy! Get your hands off of my book!" Without thinking Harry started towards Malfoy before realizing that he had his goons with him.

"Cool down Potter. We wouldn't want the Boy Who Lived to die from a simple heart attack." Malfoy threw the book at Harry making him wince at the damage he might have caused.

"You can thank me later." Harry glared at Malfoy as the blonde sauntered up the stairs and he bent down to pick up his poor textbook. 'Why is everyone laughing?'

"Hermoine I think I am going to have to call a rain check on that essay. I need to relax a bit." Hermoine looked at him strangely before she nodded and headed off to walk Ron to his next class. Harry smiled slightly as he watched her trying to calm the boy down without taking the Silencing Charm off of him.

Harry shook his head at the odd pair and climbed his way to the Fat Lady and finally reaching his room he threw all his books on his bed and shrugged out of his clothes. He headed towards the bathroom completely naked grabbing a towel as he went. 'I am so going to enjoy this.' He turned on the water and jumped in before checking the temperature.

Harry yelped as the cold water hit his warm back. Grumbling he turned the hot water on higher and relaxed as the icy torrent was transformed into a steaming waterfall. Harry rolled his head under the stream letting it massage all the tension out of his neck and shoulders. He pushed back his hair and stared blurrily at the wall in front of him.

'I hope I don't have to kiss Malfoy. Although I wouldn't want to make Ron do it either.' Harry turned around and let the water slide down his chest. He could not help the small moan that escaped him as the water caressed his cock.

'What better way to relax?' He grinned as his fingers wrapped themselves around his penis. Slowly he moved the tightening skin back and forth under the shower. His head rolled back and he leaned against the cool shower wall in expectation of the pleasure to come. He started rubbing faster heedless of the moans rebounding off the walls.

His other hand went up to his head and pillowed it against the hard wall. Harry could not stop from clenching his hair as his orgasm came closer. He slowed his pace deliberately drawing out his pleasure. His eyelids fluttered as an image of Cho Chang rose before him as it had so many times before.

He started pumping harder again, given a second wind by the sight of her. Ever so slowly the picture in his head started changing. The hair was getting shorter and blonder, the skin paler, and the eyes colder. Harry did not even realize the changes he was so caught up in the feeling of his impending orgasm.

All too quickly it hit him and his semen spurted out to meet the falling water. Harry started to clean himself off before the image hit him again. 'I did not just jack off to the thought of Malfoy.' Harry grimaced and hit his head against the tiled wall.

'I am not gay...' He stopped pounding his head before he gave himself a concussion and clambered out of the shower managing to dry himself off in ten seconds flat. 'I need to talk to Ron.' Quickly he dressed and checked his clock.

'Good I have five minutes before he gets out of class for the day.' Harry pulled on his shoes and wondered about his sudden change in thinking. 'It is not like being gay is bad...Seamus is and no one hates him for it.' Harry picked up his bag and made his way to the Fat Lady.

'Maybe I feel so weird because it is Malfoy.' His quandary having easily been categorized he put a lift to his walk and went to wait for Ron.

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