A/N: I can't believe I'm getting these chapters out so quickly! Camie is very proud of me! Enjoy the chapter…and no telling me that it was too short!

DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter is so fine! Harry Potter is not mine! GOOOOOO DISCLAIMER! (A little cheer to say that I don't own Harry Potter.)

REVIEWS:

Lady Slone

Umm…Alex's hair is white, not blonde. And he's based on a friend of mine, and that's just how he looks. I think that it was just by chance that they look so alike, but I think I'll put it in as a reason why Harry is suddenly so attracted to Draco. And YES, Alex is VERY drool worthy!

From The Dark I will Rise

I know it was short! Grrr! Do you people not ready the A/N? I said not to comment on the length! If a chapter is short and I do not apologize, then I made it short on purpose! Draco isn't going to be in any of the chapters of Harry's summer, but he will be talked about.

iluvdanrad

Again with the chapter lengths! Drop it people! And don't threaten me dear. If anyone should be scared, it should be you of me.

CHAPTER 8: Midnight Meeting

Harry sat up in bed. He hadn't had a nightmare, and it wasn't a Voldemort-thing either. No, something else had woken him up. Harry swung his feet over his bed and pushed back the drapery around his bed to peer out into the darkness of the room. No one else seemed to be stirring.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw something move. He slowly turned his head toward it, but the thing had already moved to the other side of Harry's bed. The Gryffindor boy slid down to the floor, feet slipping into his night shoes. His black silk pajamas absorbed into his form.

Harry approached the side of his bed, turned around it, and crept to the corner that the movement had disappeared past. He held his breath and almost jumped around the bedpost, only to stop and stare at the figure in front of him.

"Malfoy?"

"Shhhh!" Draco put a finger over Harry's mouth. Harry bit it, and the Slytherin in the Gryffindor Tower gave out a small yelp, yanking his hand back and sticking the injured part into his own mouth, sucking gently.

"The bloody hell are you doing here?" Harry whispered angrily at him.

Draco removed his finger. "I couldn't sleep."

"So you snuck into Gryffindor Tower?"

"I wanted to talk to you."

"What the hell for?"

Draco paused for a moment. He didn't really know why he wanted to talk to Harry Potter. Actually, he didn't want to talk at all. He really wanted to just look at the boy. Well, he really wanted to kiss Potter, but there was no way he was going to admit that.

"Well…" Draco muttered, "I…I just wanted to talk."

Harry looked around at the room, the beds with drawn drapes. Someone could wake up at any moment, or already be awake, and he would never know. He glared back at Draco, who was staring out the window with a worried face. Harry grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room, down the stairs, and into the common room.

"How did you get in here?" Harry asked, no longer whispering.

"I'm a prefect…I'm allowed to be out after hours."

"I didn't realize that that included other houses bed chambers."

Draco shuffled his foot. "Well…it doesn't really, but –"

"Then what are you doing here?"

Harry wasn't really angry that Draco was there. He was more surprised then anything, and he wanted nothing more than to claim those perfect lips with his own. He looked back at the blonde. Draco was staring at the floor. Well…not exactly at the ground. More like, a few feet above the ground. Harry raised an eye.

"Enjoying the view?"

Draco's head snapped up. "I was just dazing out."

"Riiiiight."

The Slytherin's eyes slit into a cold glare. "You know what…fuck you!"

"I'd like that."

Draco's eyes widened. "What?"

A smirk graced Harry's face at Draco's shock. He'd thought that Malfoy had had way more experiences than he had.

"What?" Harry teased. "Haven't you ever screwed a guy before?"

The blonde shrugged. "Once or twice."

"Which is better?"

"What?"

Harry walked over to the fireplace and sat on the couch. Draco followed him, sitting on the other side of it.

"Do you like girls or boys better?" Harry asked.

Draco thought for a moment. "I don't really know. I guess they're all just the same to me. But then again, you're forgetting the third group."

Harry laughed. "What? Hermaphrodites?"

"No…"Draco said, his voice softer. "Harry Potter."

The raven-haired boy glanced at Malfoy, almost shaking under the Slytherin's intense stare. Draco continued.

"I have to say…Harry Potter is my favorite."

A/N: I have more to this chapter, but Camie convinced me to build up the suspense and put another chapter in between this scene. IT'S NOT OVER YET! The next chapter will be another scene from Harry's summer. And once again…NO TELLING ME THAT THE CHAPTERS ARE TOO SHORT! I'm doing it on purpose!