Disclaimer: I don't think JK would agree with what the boys do…so it's a good job she owns them, because if I wrote the books, they would only sell to pervy slash lovers!

Just want to get rid of a few issues my last, possibly controversial, chapter raised. (It wasn't me, it was the bunnies. I had this story planned out before they came along and TOOK OVER!)

Draco didn't kill Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy or Blaise. I mentioned Slytherins who defected to the light, and the way I see it is that they were too scared to die, so they changed sides to get protection. Ha ha, you will se an explanation for the blood traitor comments in this chapter you gullible silly people! No offence! HEHE!

As regards Draco's changing house, someone mentioned houses being traits and personalities. This is why Draco was able to change house. Because of the way he was during the war, his priorities and feelings have changed. His feelings towards Harry also had an influence, the hat saw that he felt strongly for a Gryffindor, and thus deduced that his Gryffindor traits were coming out more prevalently than his Slytherin traits.

Sorry if the last chapter annoyed anyone or pissed anyone off. I'm just trying to write something interesting to read! Love you all! And so on with the story….

Harry caught Draco's fingers under the table and gave them a gentle squeeze. The excited talking around them drowned out the quiet conversation they had.

"You O.K? Must be very weird for you." Harry had concern written clearly across his face as he looked at Draco.

"You joking? It's fantastic. I think the hat's right. It said my feelings towards a lot of things have changed, and I think that's why it moved me, maybe I am just a Gryffindor at heart now I don't have father pushing me towards being the next Dark Lord." He laughed softly, and Harry smiled.

"So, you think you can cope sharing a dorm with several long-term Gryffindors? We all work very hard and never cause any kind of havoc, you know that!"

"Bullshit. Oh god." Draco looked up, and swiftly moved a few inches away from Harry. Snape was standing at his shoulder.

"Commiserations Mr. Malfoy." Snape tried to stay serious, but the corners of his lips were twitching. It was clear he could see what was between the two, even if no-one else had realised yet. "Enjoy the walk up to the tower for bed every night!"

As Snape walked away, Draco turned to Harry once more, realising something which hadn't yet had the chance to cross his mind.

"We're going to be sharing a dormitory." His hand brushed across Harry's knee under the table.

"Oh my god." Harry bit his lip, and received another tentative touch.

Dumbledore's voice cut into all the excited chatter in the Great Hall.

"And now, I give you all permission to leave dinner. The annual seventh year final year party will be held in the disused Charms classroom this evening at eight pm. Please be reminded Seventh year that although there is no direct supervision of this party, we will know if you are breaking rules." There was a twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes as he looked at Harry and Ron with a smile.

The Gryffindors stood as one and left the Great Hall. They were all talking nine to the dozen, especially Draco and his new dorm-mates. It was clear to everyone that their coincidental little rendezvous in the Leaky Cauldron the night before had broken a lot of ice for the boys, and had also allowed them to see that Draco really wasn't as bad as they thought he was.

The next few hours flew by, as the boys unpacked and began getting ready for the seventh year leaving party. It was an infamous occasion, the most talked about of the sixth year, and that which most seventh years actively tried to forget. It brought together a lot of couples as everyone got incredibly drunk on definitely forbidden fire-whiskey. No-one was ever sure where the copious quantities of alcohol came from, but everyone always suspected Dumbledore himself. Dumbledore knew everything, and he knew that they would have sneaked in alcohol themselves otherwise. He was just making their lives easier.

By the time Draco and Harry were ready to leave the dorm, the others had already left. Harry caught Draco in a hug and whispered in his ear.

"I'm so happy about all this."

His new boyfriend smiled and hugged him close. As he breathed gently into Harry's ear, Draco ran his hands up and down Harry's back. Harry shivered.

"Me too. I can't imagine this situation being any better. What will this lot say when they find out?" Draco spoke quietly next to Harry's ear, tickling his ear as he did so.

"Well we did say it would be just us for a while…" Harry was hesitant.

"I know. I just don't know how long it'll take them to figure out I'm sleeping in your bed."

"You're going to be sleeping in my bed?" Harry teased. "Plus I have a little advantage." He dipped is hand into his trunk and pulled out his invisibility cloak.

Draco exploded.

"You bastard! How long have you…you've got away with so much… bastard! I bloody wanted one and Lucius always said no." He pouted. It was clear he wasn't happy about the fact that he finally knew how Harry ad got away with so much rule breaking during his time at Hogwarts. "The snowballs? In fourth year, by the Shrieking Shack? That was you wasn't it? I had nightmares about that you wanker!"

Harry burst out laughing.

"Nightmares? You? Bullshit!"

He bent his head to Draco's and caught his lips in a mind blowing kiss. He punctuated his words with whispers of apology.

"I'm" kiss "sorry" kiss "for giving you" kiss "nightmares." Kiss "from now on" kiss "I'm going" kiss "to give you" kiss "nothing" kiss "but" "wet dreams" He then pulled Draco close and they fell backwards onto the bed. Within moments Draco as straddling him.

"We've got to" kiss "go to the party" kiss "Draco."

He pushed Draco off him, and caught hold of both his hands. "Come on, we'll be late and people really will start to get suspicious."

Draco pouted again.

"And stop bloody pouting all the time. It doesn't help your cause in the slightest."

"I like pouting. It gives me cheekbones."

"You have beautiful cheekbones anyway you daft prick. As if I'd be with anyone without amazing cheekbones. God."

Harry and Draco were beginning to experience the wonders of flirting with someone you're with, someone you feel secure with. This was almost akin to their old banter, but a lot nicer. Whereas before they sent barbed comments and insults, now they spent time trying to almost out-gay each other. They only when no-one else was listening though.

It took them some ten minutes to get to the dis-used charms classroom with help from the marauders map to deduce if they could stop in convenient alcoves and kiss on the way.

When they walked in, the whole room fell silent. Harry stood resplendent in his new robes, a shimmering Slytherin green silk, black trousers and dragon hide boots. His hair, uncontrollable as ever, was loose and fell almost to his shoulders. Draco wore red robes, almost as if he'd known that his house was to change. His trousers and boots matched Harry's, and his now almost elbow length silver blonde hair was swept back into a refined and elegant plait.

People simply stood and stared. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter had been rivals forever. Now they had entered a party together, dressed in each other's signature colour. It was for a lot of the year as if the world they knew had been flipped round. The most shocking thing however, was that you could see from the air surrounding the pair that they were closer than just friends. The happiness and love radiated off them in waves, even though they didn't know how happy and in love they were yet. It was as though what everyone else could sense was a prophecy of what Draco and Harry would feel in the future.

"You're late!" Cried some Hufflepuffs, totally ruining the moment. After that, the party went back to how it had been before – raucous and drunk.

It took only a few minutes for Pansy and Blaise to approach the couple. Harry and Draco were sitting quietly in a corner, talking over a couple of fire-whiskeys.

"You two together?" asked Pansy, ever blunt.

"Yeah." Draco couldn't stop himself smiling.

"And you're a Gryffindor now." He sensed animosity. "Blood traitor" she hissed.

"Shit" whispered Draco, looking more than a little scared. He knew what kind of evil dis-figuring charms Pansy could put on people she didn't like.

"Ha you gullible bastard!" she laughed out loud, and Blaise bent double with mirth. "We've been your best friends for six and half years! Fuck blood and dark magic!" Draco heaved a sigh of relief.

Harry stood up, pulling Draco up with him.

"In that case Miss Parkinson, Pansy? And Zabini, Blaise? My name's Harry Potter, I'm Draco's umm…boyfriend, and it's good to meet you both."

They both stuck out their hands, and Harry shook them both.

"Good to meet you too, Harry." They said in unison. "I hope we can all get on for our last year." Said Blaise.

"Maybe we can collaborate and cause a little trouble in this place? Call it some goodbye fun?" Suggested Pansy.

"Brilliant idea." Replied Harry.

The Slytherins walked away after this little exchange, and Draco sat down again, looking worn-out.

"What's up Draco? You look miserable as sin."

"I'm shattered. I got shit-all sleep last night thanks to someone walking out on me." He scowled at Harry. "But let's not talk about it. Another fire-whiskey?"

A/N: Bit shorter than normal, but I'm tired and I felt I had to post something before the plot bunnies beat me up. So I'm off to bed, and please press that little button down there that says go and send me a review!I love reviews! Love you all – smut coming soon!

Lily x x x