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Chapter 2
"Is this really necessary?" Draco asked, crossing his arms, "What if someone sees us?" Harry ignored him, seeming not to care.
"Put me down Potter!" Draco said, banging his arms meekly against Harry's broad chest. When the black haired boy didn't even wince he gave up, reigning himself to his fate.
"Here we are." Harry said, he was smiling that bastard, "Arithmacy. Now, I want you to be very careful. Do not attempt any spells or potions unless it's absolutely necessary. Avoid any confrontations with people, we can't risk-"
Draco roughly pushed Harry away and waltzed into the classroom. Just to spite Harry he made few rude comments to some Hufflepuffs.
Harry just sighed, turning around he headed to Divination.
"Where have you been?" Hermione asked, "Your twenty minutes late!" The green eyed boy simply shrugged, obviously not caring in the slightest.
She glared at him but Ron answered next. "How can you just brush us off like this? We're your friends! What's going on? Does it have something to do with You-know-who?"
Do they think everything's always about Voldemort? He decided that would be a reasonable excuse.
"Yes, it's top secret though." Well he wasn't really lying, it was top secret and it did have to do with Voldemort since he was the main reason it was top secret.
They gasped. "Oh Harry, we're sorry for getting on your case like that."
"Yeah mate," Ron said, patting him on the back, "you must be under a lot of pressure. If you need any help just ask."
Now he felt bad. Why did they have to be such great friends?
"T-Thanks guys." they smiled brightly and went back to the lesson as if nothing had happened.
After dinner in the hallway...
"What's the matter, chicken?" a tall seventh year boy sneered at Draco who was at least half his size.
"No," he said calmly, "I just don't think fighting you is worth my time." Oh boy, that got him mad. He lunged forward, just narrowly missing Draco of whom had dodged at the last possible moment.
Shit! This is not good! he dodged another blow.
The large fool took out his wand. "Stupefy!" he shouted, the magic weaving around him. Draco dropped to the floor; the curse hit a second year who was standing nearby. He reached into the smooth fabric of his cloak, searching desperately for his wand. Where is it!
His opponent said something else that he couldn't hear. His arms became like jelly, he couldn't lift them.
SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT! he struggled to his feet but his arms made him lose his balance, he fell on his bum. The oaf laughed loudly. He staggered to his feet again; there was no way he was going to let the beast get the best of him.
He managed to stand, but he knew he couldn't attack him. He looked around at the spectators desperately. DO SOMETHING!
The guy was still laughing, he headed towards him. Draco backed away, the crowd parted as he neared them.
The guy sped up and reached him, pulling him up by his collar and pinning him to the wall.
shitshitshitshitshitshitshit his eyes widened to the size of saucers when the man began licking his ear.
"You're so pretty."
I can't believe this is happening. Why isn't anyone doing anything?! He managed to look around; everyone seemed frozen in place, shocked. Do something, please...
The man moved to his neck, yanking on his hair to make his head move back. He felt clammy hands on his chest.
The baby! he struggled, but it was useless. The hands were all over him. Suddenly the man was thrown off of him, hitting the wall on the other side of the room with a sickening crack. The lights flickered and burst, a giant surge of energy spread through the room. The people watching were screaming and ducking, covering their heads.
The boy was screaming, he was obviously in pain, clutching his sides and clawing at his clothes. There were bloody trails from where he was scratching himself. He sounded so tormented.
Draco whimpered, curling up into a ball. What was going on?
Out of no where blazing green eyes ignited with rage appeared. He looked so angry, power was radiating from every pore on his body.
Holy shit he thought, that was Harry!?
His black haired lover picked him up gently, whispering words of comfort. Draco curled up into his arms, crying silently. Harry's grip tightened.
No one appeared to notice them though; they were all ducking their heads. He could hear the teacher's loud footsteps coming through the hallway.
The last thing he heard before he passes out was Harry, "...don't worry my love; I won't let anyone hurt you ever again..."
He awoke to some one softly stroking his hair. Blearily, he opened his eyes, not surprised to find his lover waiting there.
He glanced around the room, noticing it was his own.
"I couldn't bring you to the hospital wing," Harry explained softly, not ceasing his stroking, "They might ask questions." he gestured to Draco's stomach. The pale boy nodded, leaning into his touch. He wondered why Harry wasn't mad.
"Draco..." he said, he flinched, knowing the tirade was coming up."How could you?! You could have gotten hurt! If I hadn't been there that bastard would have probably..." he gulped obviously not wanting to say it. The next sentence was filled with so much emotion that Draco had to refrain from crying. "I wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to you."
He looked up into blazing emerald eyes filled with tears. "Harry..." he opened up his arms. Harry practically fell into them, hugging him tightly as if afraid to let go. He sobbed into his chest.
"Don't worry Harry," he said, stroking Harry's back, "I'm sure he wouldn't have gone that far, not with all those people around."
Harry just sniffled and tightened his grip on him.
"It's just that," he rubbed at his eyes, "I was thinking, what if that was a death eater-"
"He wasn't." Draco stated.
"I know but IF he had been, and he got you in a corridor while you were alone, I wouldn't know! I wouldn't be able to tell if you were in trouble so I wouldn't be able to do anything!" Draco's gaze softened. He appeared to be really distressed by this.
Suddenly Draco perked up. He removed himself from Harry's grasp and began digging through his trunk. Harry's curious, tear stained eyes were trained on his back.
"Ahah!" he smiled and held up two little circular charms, they were both silver and a bit dirty looking, they didn't look special.
"Here," Draco said, handing it to him, "If I'm in trouble or if you're in trouble they will turn really hot."
He looked at it closely. "Where do I put it?" Draco shrugged.
"On a chain, in your pocket, tie it to a belt, I don't know." Harry put it in his pocket
"I think I'll put it on a chain later." Draco nodded and he put his in his pocket.
"Now," Draco said, moving to stand in front of him, "Get your arse back to your dorm, I'm sure your friends are wondering where you are."
Harry nodded and began to get up. He turned back at the lat second and enveloped Draco in a soul searing kiss.
Breathless, Draco pulled away. "Er, yeah get going." Harry stared at him for a moment, his eyes ablaze with emotion.
"Be careful; don't leave your dorms at all tonight...." Draco nodded, still a little dazed from the kiss. Harry slowly moved away.
He heard the door shut and he smiled softly as he heard his lover using various locking charms on his door, many of which he was sure the teachers didn't even know about. He waited until he heard Harry's footsteps fading in the distance before he fell onto his bed and into a pleasant slumber.
The unexplained explosion in the hallway was the talk of the school the next day. Everyone was speculating, 'was it you-know-who?' or 'I bet Malfoy used some sort of dark magic...' you know.
Draco was highly amused at many of the explanations. Evil house elves trying to get revenge for making them serve us. Ha! Where did they come up with this stuff?
Draco was the center of attention, though he generally enjoyed that, their stupid questions were annoying him 'till no end. He was relieved when break feat finished and he could go to his next class.
Snape was furious. The class could tell by the way he walked and the way his face was scrunched up in disgust, well more so than usual.
"Today," he started, he sounded aggravated, and "We will be making a simple ink removal potion. If anyone manages to mess up this potion, than I think you should think about taking another class." he looked pointedly at Neville Longbottom who was fidgeting nervously under his scrutiny.
"Open up your books to page 35. I will be assigning your partners." his beady black eyes ran over the class, he smirked slightly. "Potter, you will be working with Mr. Malfoy." He obviously excepted some sort of complaint, a groan, or at least for him to look upset. But when Harry smiled brightly and practically ran over to sit next to him he scowled.
"Now," he whispered into Draco's ear, "I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don't do anything stupid, darling." he blushed, half from embarrassment. He was happy no one heard. Darling?! Oh I am so going to kill him...
"Don't call me that." Harry smiled at him. Snape looked decidingly sinister as they whispered back and forth. Hermione and Ron were looking at him suspiciously.
"Is there anything you would like to share?" Snape sneered, moving to stand in front of them. He saw Harry smirk and squeeze his hand under the table.
"We were just saying what a gorgeously fuckable body you have, sir." Draco smirked catching on.
"Absolutely delicious," he paused, "sir."
Snape flushed a bit. "Detention for both of you!"
Harry laughed. "Ooohh, kinky!" the whole class burst into laughter, whistles and catcalls echoing off the stone walls.
Snape was furious. "Detention every night for the rest of the semester!"
Draco was giggling. "Sir, I don't think my bottom would be up for it EVERY night!" Snape glared at them.
"MALFOY, POTTER, OUT!!!" the laughing boy scrambled out of their chairs and ran out the door.
"Oh god, did you see his face!" Draco said, he was bending over clutching his stomach.
Harry laughed. "Yeah, I thought he was going to explode!"
The laughed for a good ten minutes before calming down. "What are we going to do about those detentions?" Draco asked sullenly. Harry frowned, creases appearing on his forehead.
"If it's anything remotely dangerous-"
"Like going into the Dark Forest-" Draco shuddered, remembering.
"Than we have to find a way out of it. You're in no condition to be under any stress." Draco crossed his arms and glared.
"I'm not a kid or anything, I can live." Harry just looked at him.
"Yes but it's not just about you anymore. If you're put under too much stress, whether you realize it or not, you could have a miscarriage."
Draco glared at him but didn't say anything. Harry walked so he stood behind him and wrapped his arms around his slim waist, resting his head on his frail shoulder. "It's for your safety, as well as the baby's." he said. "I worry."
Draco sighed, "Alright, but that doesn't mean I forgive you."
Harry smirked. "Well then, I'll just have to make it up to you." he hefted Draco into his arms.
"I hope this isn't going to become a habit." Draco said, crossing his arms, "It's humiliating enough being pregnant!" Harry laughed and they headed up to the Slytherin dorms.
Meanwhile...
Hermione's face was scrunched up in confusion. A few ideas played around in her head before she discarded them.
Then it clicked, she smiled brightly. Of course!
Ron scooted away from her, not liking the look on her face. She turned to him.
"Ron, I think we should pay a visit to the Slytherin Dormitories." Ron stuttered a protest but a glare from Hermione shut him up.
"Yes Hermione." she smiled at him before grabbing his arm and dragging him in the hall. Left, right, turn the corner, up the stairs, to the left, down the stairs, and in front of a harmless looking gray wall.
"Serpent." she said to the wall. Ron, thinking her insane, began to scoot away again.
Hermione has gone crazy. Harry has gone crazy, Malfoy has gone crazy. Snape has gone crazy. What is this world coming too?!
He squealed when the wall moved and a giant entrance appeared.
"Don't just sit there Ron, come on!" Ron nodded before stumbling to his feet ungracefully.
Hermione grabbed his arm again before prancing into the room. No one appeared to notice the rather out of place Gryffindors as they walked to the left side of the room where the spiral staircase that led to the boys dorms was.
"Hermione," Ron said, "How did you know where the Slytherin dorms were?" Hermione just smiled.
"I have my ways." Ron just looked at her oddly but didn't comment for fear of her wrath.
They reached the final step and looked around. Numerous doors lined the hallway. There was a scream from one, and it sounded like...
"Harry!" Ron yelled, rushing towards the door. There was some moaning and groaning.
No! Harry! Hang on! he pounded on the door but the moans blocked out any attempts at them hearing.
A gasp and then a yell, that was...
"Malfoy! I'm going to kill you! Let Harry go!" he banged on the door frantically. He turned to Hermione. "Hermione help! Malfoy's killing him!" Hermione just sighed.
"Trust me, they're fine." she made a move to go back down the stairs but Ron wouldn't have it.
"He's dieing Hermione!" she just shook her head. Ron continued trying to bust down the door.
With a sigh, Hermione walked over to him. Well if he doesn't believe me... she turned the knob and Ron fell into the room.
"HARRY! I'VE COME To save you...AGH! MY VIRGIN EYES!"
Draco and Harry were both naked and well, you can fill in the details. They sprang apart.
"Ron, Hermione...um...hi?" Harry said, embarrassed, "What brings you guys here?"
Draco covered his head with his blanket, humiliated.
"We were just making sure you were okay." she didn't appear bothered at all by their state of undress, nor the scene she just witnessed. Ron was on the floor rocking back and forth mumbling, "My eyes...my eyes!"
"Yeah well, I'm okay, as you can see." he looked over at Ron, "but I'm not so sure about him..." she smirked.
"He'll get over it. We will be leaving now. Though I'm disappointed you didn't tell me anything sooner..." Harry nodded mumbling "sorry Hermione. I just wanted to have one thing secret." she nodded in understanding before turning to Ron.
"Ron get up, we're leaving." She walked out the door. Ron stood up, looking dazed.
He looked at Harry and Draco and blushed. "Er...bye?"
"Ron!" Hermione said from the door impatiently.
He sighed. The things I do for love. "Yes Hermione." he said, following her. Draco and Harry looked at each other. Draco buried his head in his hands.
"The weasel just...Oh god..." Harry smirked and tugged the blonde closer to him.
"Where were we?" he asked huskily, kissing him on the lips heatedly.
"Argh, no, I just can't not after the weasel...ew." he got up and headed to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower, do something to entertain yourself, would you?" without waiting for an answer he walked into the bathroom.
Harry sighed. Argh, stupid weasel...
The shower turned on.
But, maybe it's not a whole loss... smirking he walked to the bathroom, taking off his clothes as he went.
tbc
and that's chapter two! Review! please?
Chapter 2
"Is this really necessary?" Draco asked, crossing his arms, "What if someone sees us?" Harry ignored him, seeming not to care.
"Put me down Potter!" Draco said, banging his arms meekly against Harry's broad chest. When the black haired boy didn't even wince he gave up, reigning himself to his fate.
"Here we are." Harry said, he was smiling that bastard, "Arithmacy. Now, I want you to be very careful. Do not attempt any spells or potions unless it's absolutely necessary. Avoid any confrontations with people, we can't risk-"
Draco roughly pushed Harry away and waltzed into the classroom. Just to spite Harry he made few rude comments to some Hufflepuffs.
Harry just sighed, turning around he headed to Divination.
"Where have you been?" Hermione asked, "Your twenty minutes late!" The green eyed boy simply shrugged, obviously not caring in the slightest.
She glared at him but Ron answered next. "How can you just brush us off like this? We're your friends! What's going on? Does it have something to do with You-know-who?"
Do they think everything's always about Voldemort? He decided that would be a reasonable excuse.
"Yes, it's top secret though." Well he wasn't really lying, it was top secret and it did have to do with Voldemort since he was the main reason it was top secret.
They gasped. "Oh Harry, we're sorry for getting on your case like that."
"Yeah mate," Ron said, patting him on the back, "you must be under a lot of pressure. If you need any help just ask."
Now he felt bad. Why did they have to be such great friends?
"T-Thanks guys." they smiled brightly and went back to the lesson as if nothing had happened.
After dinner in the hallway...
"What's the matter, chicken?" a tall seventh year boy sneered at Draco who was at least half his size.
"No," he said calmly, "I just don't think fighting you is worth my time." Oh boy, that got him mad. He lunged forward, just narrowly missing Draco of whom had dodged at the last possible moment.
Shit! This is not good! he dodged another blow.
The large fool took out his wand. "Stupefy!" he shouted, the magic weaving around him. Draco dropped to the floor; the curse hit a second year who was standing nearby. He reached into the smooth fabric of his cloak, searching desperately for his wand. Where is it!
His opponent said something else that he couldn't hear. His arms became like jelly, he couldn't lift them.
SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT! he struggled to his feet but his arms made him lose his balance, he fell on his bum. The oaf laughed loudly. He staggered to his feet again; there was no way he was going to let the beast get the best of him.
He managed to stand, but he knew he couldn't attack him. He looked around at the spectators desperately. DO SOMETHING!
The guy was still laughing, he headed towards him. Draco backed away, the crowd parted as he neared them.
The guy sped up and reached him, pulling him up by his collar and pinning him to the wall.
shitshitshitshitshitshitshit his eyes widened to the size of saucers when the man began licking his ear.
"You're so pretty."
I can't believe this is happening. Why isn't anyone doing anything?! He managed to look around; everyone seemed frozen in place, shocked. Do something, please...
The man moved to his neck, yanking on his hair to make his head move back. He felt clammy hands on his chest.
The baby! he struggled, but it was useless. The hands were all over him. Suddenly the man was thrown off of him, hitting the wall on the other side of the room with a sickening crack. The lights flickered and burst, a giant surge of energy spread through the room. The people watching were screaming and ducking, covering their heads.
The boy was screaming, he was obviously in pain, clutching his sides and clawing at his clothes. There were bloody trails from where he was scratching himself. He sounded so tormented.
Draco whimpered, curling up into a ball. What was going on?
Out of no where blazing green eyes ignited with rage appeared. He looked so angry, power was radiating from every pore on his body.
Holy shit he thought, that was Harry!?
His black haired lover picked him up gently, whispering words of comfort. Draco curled up into his arms, crying silently. Harry's grip tightened.
No one appeared to notice them though; they were all ducking their heads. He could hear the teacher's loud footsteps coming through the hallway.
The last thing he heard before he passes out was Harry, "...don't worry my love; I won't let anyone hurt you ever again..."
He awoke to some one softly stroking his hair. Blearily, he opened his eyes, not surprised to find his lover waiting there.
He glanced around the room, noticing it was his own.
"I couldn't bring you to the hospital wing," Harry explained softly, not ceasing his stroking, "They might ask questions." he gestured to Draco's stomach. The pale boy nodded, leaning into his touch. He wondered why Harry wasn't mad.
"Draco..." he said, he flinched, knowing the tirade was coming up."How could you?! You could have gotten hurt! If I hadn't been there that bastard would have probably..." he gulped obviously not wanting to say it. The next sentence was filled with so much emotion that Draco had to refrain from crying. "I wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to you."
He looked up into blazing emerald eyes filled with tears. "Harry..." he opened up his arms. Harry practically fell into them, hugging him tightly as if afraid to let go. He sobbed into his chest.
"Don't worry Harry," he said, stroking Harry's back, "I'm sure he wouldn't have gone that far, not with all those people around."
Harry just sniffled and tightened his grip on him.
"It's just that," he rubbed at his eyes, "I was thinking, what if that was a death eater-"
"He wasn't." Draco stated.
"I know but IF he had been, and he got you in a corridor while you were alone, I wouldn't know! I wouldn't be able to tell if you were in trouble so I wouldn't be able to do anything!" Draco's gaze softened. He appeared to be really distressed by this.
Suddenly Draco perked up. He removed himself from Harry's grasp and began digging through his trunk. Harry's curious, tear stained eyes were trained on his back.
"Ahah!" he smiled and held up two little circular charms, they were both silver and a bit dirty looking, they didn't look special.
"Here," Draco said, handing it to him, "If I'm in trouble or if you're in trouble they will turn really hot."
He looked at it closely. "Where do I put it?" Draco shrugged.
"On a chain, in your pocket, tie it to a belt, I don't know." Harry put it in his pocket
"I think I'll put it on a chain later." Draco nodded and he put his in his pocket.
"Now," Draco said, moving to stand in front of him, "Get your arse back to your dorm, I'm sure your friends are wondering where you are."
Harry nodded and began to get up. He turned back at the lat second and enveloped Draco in a soul searing kiss.
Breathless, Draco pulled away. "Er, yeah get going." Harry stared at him for a moment, his eyes ablaze with emotion.
"Be careful; don't leave your dorms at all tonight...." Draco nodded, still a little dazed from the kiss. Harry slowly moved away.
He heard the door shut and he smiled softly as he heard his lover using various locking charms on his door, many of which he was sure the teachers didn't even know about. He waited until he heard Harry's footsteps fading in the distance before he fell onto his bed and into a pleasant slumber.
The unexplained explosion in the hallway was the talk of the school the next day. Everyone was speculating, 'was it you-know-who?' or 'I bet Malfoy used some sort of dark magic...' you know.
Draco was highly amused at many of the explanations. Evil house elves trying to get revenge for making them serve us. Ha! Where did they come up with this stuff?
Draco was the center of attention, though he generally enjoyed that, their stupid questions were annoying him 'till no end. He was relieved when break feat finished and he could go to his next class.
Snape was furious. The class could tell by the way he walked and the way his face was scrunched up in disgust, well more so than usual.
"Today," he started, he sounded aggravated, and "We will be making a simple ink removal potion. If anyone manages to mess up this potion, than I think you should think about taking another class." he looked pointedly at Neville Longbottom who was fidgeting nervously under his scrutiny.
"Open up your books to page 35. I will be assigning your partners." his beady black eyes ran over the class, he smirked slightly. "Potter, you will be working with Mr. Malfoy." He obviously excepted some sort of complaint, a groan, or at least for him to look upset. But when Harry smiled brightly and practically ran over to sit next to him he scowled.
"Now," he whispered into Draco's ear, "I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don't do anything stupid, darling." he blushed, half from embarrassment. He was happy no one heard. Darling?! Oh I am so going to kill him...
"Don't call me that." Harry smiled at him. Snape looked decidingly sinister as they whispered back and forth. Hermione and Ron were looking at him suspiciously.
"Is there anything you would like to share?" Snape sneered, moving to stand in front of them. He saw Harry smirk and squeeze his hand under the table.
"We were just saying what a gorgeously fuckable body you have, sir." Draco smirked catching on.
"Absolutely delicious," he paused, "sir."
Snape flushed a bit. "Detention for both of you!"
Harry laughed. "Ooohh, kinky!" the whole class burst into laughter, whistles and catcalls echoing off the stone walls.
Snape was furious. "Detention every night for the rest of the semester!"
Draco was giggling. "Sir, I don't think my bottom would be up for it EVERY night!" Snape glared at them.
"MALFOY, POTTER, OUT!!!" the laughing boy scrambled out of their chairs and ran out the door.
"Oh god, did you see his face!" Draco said, he was bending over clutching his stomach.
Harry laughed. "Yeah, I thought he was going to explode!"
The laughed for a good ten minutes before calming down. "What are we going to do about those detentions?" Draco asked sullenly. Harry frowned, creases appearing on his forehead.
"If it's anything remotely dangerous-"
"Like going into the Dark Forest-" Draco shuddered, remembering.
"Than we have to find a way out of it. You're in no condition to be under any stress." Draco crossed his arms and glared.
"I'm not a kid or anything, I can live." Harry just looked at him.
"Yes but it's not just about you anymore. If you're put under too much stress, whether you realize it or not, you could have a miscarriage."
Draco glared at him but didn't say anything. Harry walked so he stood behind him and wrapped his arms around his slim waist, resting his head on his frail shoulder. "It's for your safety, as well as the baby's." he said. "I worry."
Draco sighed, "Alright, but that doesn't mean I forgive you."
Harry smirked. "Well then, I'll just have to make it up to you." he hefted Draco into his arms.
"I hope this isn't going to become a habit." Draco said, crossing his arms, "It's humiliating enough being pregnant!" Harry laughed and they headed up to the Slytherin dorms.
Meanwhile...
Hermione's face was scrunched up in confusion. A few ideas played around in her head before she discarded them.
Then it clicked, she smiled brightly. Of course!
Ron scooted away from her, not liking the look on her face. She turned to him.
"Ron, I think we should pay a visit to the Slytherin Dormitories." Ron stuttered a protest but a glare from Hermione shut him up.
"Yes Hermione." she smiled at him before grabbing his arm and dragging him in the hall. Left, right, turn the corner, up the stairs, to the left, down the stairs, and in front of a harmless looking gray wall.
"Serpent." she said to the wall. Ron, thinking her insane, began to scoot away again.
Hermione has gone crazy. Harry has gone crazy, Malfoy has gone crazy. Snape has gone crazy. What is this world coming too?!
He squealed when the wall moved and a giant entrance appeared.
"Don't just sit there Ron, come on!" Ron nodded before stumbling to his feet ungracefully.
Hermione grabbed his arm again before prancing into the room. No one appeared to notice the rather out of place Gryffindors as they walked to the left side of the room where the spiral staircase that led to the boys dorms was.
"Hermione," Ron said, "How did you know where the Slytherin dorms were?" Hermione just smiled.
"I have my ways." Ron just looked at her oddly but didn't comment for fear of her wrath.
They reached the final step and looked around. Numerous doors lined the hallway. There was a scream from one, and it sounded like...
"Harry!" Ron yelled, rushing towards the door. There was some moaning and groaning.
No! Harry! Hang on! he pounded on the door but the moans blocked out any attempts at them hearing.
A gasp and then a yell, that was...
"Malfoy! I'm going to kill you! Let Harry go!" he banged on the door frantically. He turned to Hermione. "Hermione help! Malfoy's killing him!" Hermione just sighed.
"Trust me, they're fine." she made a move to go back down the stairs but Ron wouldn't have it.
"He's dieing Hermione!" she just shook her head. Ron continued trying to bust down the door.
With a sigh, Hermione walked over to him. Well if he doesn't believe me... she turned the knob and Ron fell into the room.
"HARRY! I'VE COME To save you...AGH! MY VIRGIN EYES!"
Draco and Harry were both naked and well, you can fill in the details. They sprang apart.
"Ron, Hermione...um...hi?" Harry said, embarrassed, "What brings you guys here?"
Draco covered his head with his blanket, humiliated.
"We were just making sure you were okay." she didn't appear bothered at all by their state of undress, nor the scene she just witnessed. Ron was on the floor rocking back and forth mumbling, "My eyes...my eyes!"
"Yeah well, I'm okay, as you can see." he looked over at Ron, "but I'm not so sure about him..." she smirked.
"He'll get over it. We will be leaving now. Though I'm disappointed you didn't tell me anything sooner..." Harry nodded mumbling "sorry Hermione. I just wanted to have one thing secret." she nodded in understanding before turning to Ron.
"Ron get up, we're leaving." She walked out the door. Ron stood up, looking dazed.
He looked at Harry and Draco and blushed. "Er...bye?"
"Ron!" Hermione said from the door impatiently.
He sighed. The things I do for love. "Yes Hermione." he said, following her. Draco and Harry looked at each other. Draco buried his head in his hands.
"The weasel just...Oh god..." Harry smirked and tugged the blonde closer to him.
"Where were we?" he asked huskily, kissing him on the lips heatedly.
"Argh, no, I just can't not after the weasel...ew." he got up and headed to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower, do something to entertain yourself, would you?" without waiting for an answer he walked into the bathroom.
Harry sighed. Argh, stupid weasel...
The shower turned on.
But, maybe it's not a whole loss... smirking he walked to the bathroom, taking off his clothes as he went.
tbc
and that's chapter two! Review! please?