Hey all, here's the next part, I hope you like it! Warning: SLASH! and some language. Standard disclaimer applies, as always. More notes at the end, and some thank yous. Sorry this chapter's so short!
My Fire, My Love: Part 3
The early morning sunlight slanted into the 5th year Gryffindor boys' dormitory, illuminating its sleeping occupants. Ron Weasley stumbled in, rubbing his eyes. He smiled, remembering the events of the night he had spent with his new girlfriend, Hermione Granger. He had to thank Harry for that. He went to his trunk, passing Neville's bunk, from which a gentle snore emitted, and Dean's empty bed. Ron threw a glance at Seamus' bunk (the curtains were still closed) and shook his head. Harry's curtains, however, were open. He saw that his friend was still asleep, the covers pulled up to his neck, a dreamy smile on his lips. Ron couldn't help but eject a happy sigh. Everything was right in the world. He gathered his bathing things and headed off towards the showers.
To his surprise, someone was already in there this morning. A blonde; Ron couldn't see his face. He shrugged and stepped into the shower.
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In the dormitory, Seamus gently poked his sleeping lover.
"Dean. Hey, Dean!"
"Mfff. What?"
"Did Draco go back to his dorm?"
"Um, I don't think so, I saw him go into the bathroom."
"Oh shit!" Seamus scrambled out of the bed. Across the room, Dean could see Harry waking up.
"What?" he asked.
"Ron's just gone into the bathroom." Seamus sprinted away. Harry grabbed his glasses and shoved them onto his nose, looking around confusedly. Then everything seemed to hit him at once, as he groaned in horror and ran out the same way Seamus had gone. Dean rolled his eyes and tried to fall back asleep.
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Draco hadn't noticed anyone else enter into the bathroom, and as the water ran blissfully down his back, he started humming softly to himself. He couldn't remember being this satisfied, and well, happy, in his life. He hadn't even minded waking up early (Draco was *not* a morning person), because Harry had been twined around him. His humming got louder as a smile appeared on his face.
Ron heard the other boy humming. He turned around to ask him what he was singing.
Draco turned around, startled, when he heard someone say, "Hey." What met his eyes was an open-mouthed, shocked, and very wet Ronald Weasley. Ron recovered enough to speak.
"Fuck!" Inwardly, Draco cringed and wondered how he was gonna get out of this mess, but outwardly he readied himself for a retort. However, Ron chose that moment to run for a towel and wrap it protectively around his waist. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Draco rolled his eyes and sneered.
"I would have thought that was fairly obvious." He said, indicating the running water. Just then, Seamus Finnegan skidded into the bathroom. Wonderful, thought Draco. He would never be able to explain this. But Seamus said something to surprise him.
"Ron! Uh- Draco's here cuz he was, er, part of our threesome last night!" Ron looked disgusted. Draco groaned and covered his face.
"Malfoy?! And you and…"
"Dean." Seamus said promptly. "Yeah. Got a problem with that?"
"Uh-" began Ron stupidly, but he was saved from making what was bound to be an idiotic reply by Harry's arrival. Harry looked breathlessly from his lover, to his best friend, to the Irish boy.
"Uh-" said Harry brilliantly.
"I was just telling Ron that the reason Malf- er, Draco is here, is because of the threesome he joined us in last night." He said meaningfully.
"The threesome…" Harry trailed off as he got it. "Oh. *OH*." He glanced gratefully in Seamus' direction.
"Is *this* why you wanted me out of the room last night? Cuz of this, this…"
"Sexfest?" Seamus supplied helpfully. Ron shot him a dirty look.
"Did you put Harry up to it?" he asked angrily as he rounded on Seamus, who backed up quickly. "Didn't think I could handle it?! Well, I'm bloody glad you did!" and Ron stormed out of the bathroom.
It was silent for several heartbeats. Then Draco burst into laughter. At that, Seamus started, too. Harry grinned, and soon all of them were shaking with laughter. Draco gripped the faucet to keep from falling, Seamus had doubled over, and Harry sank to the floor, all of them laughing like psychopaths.
"That," gasped Draco, "was hilarious." Seamus straightened up, clutching his belly, and nodded in agreement.
"Poor Ron." He said sympathetically, at which they all collapsed into another fit of giggles, Harry now rolling on the floor. When their attack had finally subsided, Harry pulled himself of the floor and thanked Seamus profusely.
"The look on Weasley's face was priceless. You should've seen it!" Draco told Harry jubilantly.
"So, er, Seamus, how did you, I mean-"
"Dean and I finished before you. We took the silencing spell off."
"Oh." said Harry. He blushed.
"Thanks, Finnegan." Draco said gruffly. Harry beamed at him, then turned to Seamus.
"Yes, thanks so much. I don't know how I'll ever repay you." Seamus licked his lips, looking at the couple standing before him. Harry was in boxers, and Draco was dripping wet, clad only in a towel.
"I have a few ideas." He said mischievously. Harry blushed again, and he and Draco exchanged amused glances.
"We'll think about it." Draco finally said.
"But won't Dean…" Harry wondered.
"Naw, it's not like that. Dean's cool about it. In fact, I think tomorrow he's visiting Fred and George." At the mention of the Weasley twins, Harry was reminded of his best friend. His face fell.
"I can't believe Ron reacted that way!" he said. "If he even knew what Percy and the twins were up to, he'd flip! How would he be if he knew his own best friend was…" he trailed off sadly.
"Harry," Seamus said gently, "if Ron won't accept you for who you are, then maybe he's not that good of a friend." Draco nodded.
"I never thought I'd say this, but Finnegan's right." Harry shook his head stubbornly.
"If I tell him, I'm sure he'd understand."
"If you're so sure of that, then why are you afraid to tell him?" asked Draco. With a shrug, Harry pushed his way angrily out of the room. Draco stared after him, feeling a little hurt and not liking it at all. Seamus looked at him with sympathy.
"He'll be okay."
"I know!" Draco snapped, and left the bathroom, too. With a sigh, Seamus undressed and stepped into the shower. He perked up though, when he remembered the possible prospects of Harry and Draco. Grinning, he started humming to himself in the shower. Wait til Dean hears about this.
Hee. Uh- lots more to come, I'm going to try and write the Potions supply closet scene next time. I really like the way this chapter turned out, and it opens me up to oh-so-many possibilities. And maybe a plot! (or as much as a plot you can have in a fluffy 'lil romance like this)
Thanks to my many reviwers of both chapters: Helga of Wurm (thanks, I love Seamus, too!), Cali (thank you for that wonderful compliment!), Taitofan, Prongs, Rubicon (glad you thought it was funny, I try