It went on like that for a few days, Draco cooked, Harry slept on the couch, much to his anger. One evening while they where eating another of Draco's meals Harry chanced "Why don't you just transfigure another bed for me?" At this Darco laughed and said "Because I like to see you suffer, making you sleep on the couch is just another source of amusement for me" he paused, then added "Since those are lacking". Harry looked at him angrily, but before he could yell at Draco, the blonde began to yell at him. "All we do is sit around here! Why can't we go out or do something??? Anything!!" The dark haired boy was slightly taken aback by this outburst but Draco plowed on, "And another thing, I am sick of always having to cook for you! Why don't you ever take me out to eat?!?!" At this Harry cracked a grin and said "Why Honey I didn't know you felt like this" at that Draco fumed and Harry added "You know if we went out to eat you would have to go under your 'disguise' again" "It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make Potter, anything beats being stuck here with you and nothing at all to do" he replied. "Fine fine, I'll take you out to eat soon dear" Harry said, still smirking. Draco just huffed and stalked out of the room leaving the remains of his food. After Harry had eaten he cleared the table and did the dishes the muggle way for something to do. Draco was right, all they did was sit around all day and it was getting tired. Harry decided he would take Draco somewhere, where he wasn't sure, but it would be something muggle and Draco would enjoy it. He went into the bedroom to inform Draco of his plan but found the boy fast asleep on the bed and still fully clothed. Harry found himself smiling down at the sleeping boy, he looked so peaceful when he was asleep, one might even venture to say lovely, you know without the talking and the sarcasm and malice.
Harry walked over to the closet to retrieve a blanket and then pulled the sheet over the sleeping boy. An Idea struck him, He would go out and buy some muggle things to keep him and Draco entertained. He walked over to the mirror to form his disguise. He first put a spell over his scar so that it could not be seen; he then did a charm that made him appear older. He looked back into the mirror where he had grown wrinkles and sprouted gray hairs, it was good enough.
Quietly he grabbed his wallet and left the room, careful not to make to much noise as Draco snored rather loudly from the bed. He exited the flat and proceeded to the cluster of stores on the block. He entered a grocery store and wandered around the isles, not knowing what to look for, much less where to find it. He suddenly spotted a chess set and decided to go for that, it was quite nice, the white pieces and the board where transparent and it looked good quality. After his purchase he walked out of the store and wondered about what he would buy next when he came to an electronics store. He walked in and marveled at all the electronics when a sales clerk joined him and began a conversation which soon turned to DVD players. Before he knew it he was walking out of the store with a brand new DVD player in a white plastic sack. Damn sales clerk, they were always so good. He didn't even have a TV! He thought as he turned the corner and found himself facing a T.V store. He walked in and glanced around at the big screen TVs and the more modest size TVs. He reached into his pocket and found, much to his disappointment, that he only had a couple hundred dollar bills left in his pocket after that DVD player.
Another sales clerk came to join Harry and said "Can I help you sir?" Harry decided to ask the man for some assistance. "Yes, I am a little low on my budget here and need a TV but what is the cheapest TV you have here?" he asked modestly. The man led him to the back and pointed to a row of puny TVs, all priced in the low hundreds. He glanced warily at them and then found a small TV, though about twice the size of all the others, that was around $280. Harry motioned to that TV and the man said "It's used". Harry looked at the TV and said "I'll take that one". At least he wouldn't have that much trouble carrying it home.
His last stop was a block buster where he bought the best movies in the world!!! Lord of the rings!!! All three of course, and he also bought a bag of microwavable popcorn. It was a hard walk to the flat carrying all those bags, but when he finally reached the elevator he put the bags on the floor and removed the appearance charms as the elevator slowly made its way up to the fifth story. The door slid open and Harry carted his way into the flat and dropped everything on the floor before him, then began to unload it all. He took out the DVD player and the TV and began to attach them to the walls and then to each other, which was much harder then it looked.
He was almost finished when a sharp voice interrupted him from behind. "What are you doing Potter?" it asked in the middle of a yawn. Harry turned his head to see a disgruntled Malfoy leaning against the couch, obviously just woken up. "I'm setting up a TV and a DVD player for us" he replied. Malfoy raised his eyebrows and said "A what?" "A TV, it's like, well... It's a TV and you watch stuff on it and the DVD player you play movies on" he finished. "I know what a TV is" the blonde snapped, "And that is a pathetic TV". "Well it's all I had money for, TVs are expensive you know, and so are DVD players" Harry snapped back as he finished setting them up, then stood back to admire his handy work. Malfoy shot a spell at the miniscule TV and immediately it transformed into a chrome big screen TV, "That's better" he said smugly.
"I bought some movies for us to watch too, and some popcorn" Harry said "Oh and a chess board, but it's muggle chess, not wizards'", "Why did you buy all these things Potter?" the blonde asked, quite unconcerned. "Well... you said you wanted something to do so I..." He finished, waving an arm at the things he had bought. Draco looked slightly taken aback by this and replied sarcastically "Oh why, all for me?" "Well it doesn't hurt to do anything nice for anyone once in a while you know, you should try it sometime" Harry replied. He was now getting aggravated and was angry with himself for trying to please Malfoy, what had he expected from the boy? Warm gratitude? Ha, that was a laugh. His thought where interrupted by Draco's voice, "Well, Thanks Potter, things were getting dreadfully boring" he said thoughtfully, "So what 'Movies' have you gotten for us?" he asked, turning to look at Harry.
Harry grinned and said "Only the best, Lord of the Rings!" The blonde looked up at him, slightly confused, and Harry launched into a full explanation of LOTR. "I brought us all three" he finished happily. Draco looked up at him and said "Sounds interesting" but could not suppress a smile. Harry's enthusiasm amused him, and the 'movies' did sound intriguing. He guessed that since Harry liked them so much, they had to be good. "We can watch the first one tonight, right now I have to take a shower" he said. Draco wrinkled his nose and said "sure do". Harry tossed a pillow at the blonde playfully and stalked off towards the bathroom.
Harry watched as the steaming water filled the black marble tub. Suddenly Draco was becoming a little more tolerable, less malicious and more playful, that was good seeing as they still had a month and three weeks together and fighting was not going to help things. Harry slowly lowered himself into the bathtub now filled with water. He leaned his head back and relaxed into the hot water, melting his troubles away for a few blessed moments which were few living with that git Draco Malfoy. Harry sank further into the water and dozed off. When he awoke he quickly finished off his bath, and wrapping a towel around his waist, he headed toward the bedroom.
Halfway to the bedroom he heard a whistle and turned to see Draco still on the couch. His face immediately turned a bright red shade and began to burn. With all his attention on the blonde watching him with amusement clear in his eyes, Harry tripped and the towel that had been covering him dropped to his feet rendering him completely naked. Draco's eyes widened and he broke into hysterical laughter, rolling on the leather couch clutching his sides. Harry's cheeks burned more and turned a violent shade of scarlet as he rushed down to pick up his towel and stalked off toward the bedroom muttering something like "Shut it Malfoy" behind him.
After Harry had dressed and gotten over the humiliation of Malfoy seeing him naked, He headed into the living room, "You ready to start the movie?" he said, carefully avoiding Malfoy's eyes. "Ya sure" Malfoy said, not doing a very good job of concealing his enthusiasm. He had never seen a muggle movie before and this one sounded very interesting. "I'll start the popcorn then, you put the DVD in" Harry said, pushing the popcorn into the microwave. "Put it in where?" asked Malfoy holding up the movie disk. And staring at it looking vaguely bemused. "Here let me do it" Harry said snatching the disk from the blonde's hand and sliding it into the DVD player and then turning that and the TV on. The microwave began to beep and Draco said "I'll get it!" He hopped up from his seat and strode over to the microwave pressing the button labeled 'open'. Draco reached for the bag and then jumped back and began to curse at the bag. Harry hurried over to his side and said "Well you just got yourself burned Malfoy, be careful next time, popcorn bags are hot". Malfoy whimpered and was about to stick his finger in his mouth but Harry grabbed it half way. "Don't" he said "It will only make it worse". Malfoy scowled at him and crossed his arms. Harry set the popcorn into a bowl and handed Draco two sodas and headed for the sofa where he put the popcorn bowl on the coffee table and set himself down on the couch and put a green pillow on his lap.
Draco came and put his sodas next to the popcorn and then jumped onto Harry's lap, stretching himself out over the couch and taking up all the space. Harry glared down at the blonde but he looked up at him from his lap and threw him an innocent look. Harry just grunted and looked up at the TV screen where the movie had begun. "Ha..." Draco began to say but Harry said "Shhh the movies starting" with a serious look. He glanced down at the blonde who looked affronted and he shot him a grin, "Well come on then let's watch it" he said and the blonde returned his smile and then turned his attention to the screen as did Harry.
Draco kept interrupting the movie with questions like "what's a hobbit??" and "Hey that Gandelf guy looks like Dumbledore" and "Is that what they think goblins are like?!?" Harry just smirked at Malfoy as he continued to make comments and look in awe and interest at the TV screen. When Merry and Pippin appeared Draco broke into a fit of giggles, Making Harry more aware of the boy's comfortable weight on his lap.
By now Draco had somehow made his way almost completely onto Harry's lap. Harry had shifted once and his back lay mostly against the arm of the chair, at this Draco had taken the opportunity to use Harry as an over seized cushion and had his elbow resting on Harry's leg which had fallen asleep. But strangely Harry did not mind that Draco was so close. He actually enjoyed the warmth of another body pressed against his and that familiar comforting weight that Draco put on him. The blonde boy reached into the nearly empty popcorn bowl and took a fistful of popcorn, attempting to stick it all into his mouth at once while his eyes where wide and glued to the screen. Harry watched this with amusement and took a handful of popcorn for himself as well as a swig of soda.
Thirty minutes later the movie ended and Draco looked outraged. He had obviously enjoyed the movie as much as Harry did and seemed to be very pissed off that the movie had ended so abruptly and was voicing his complaints rather loudly. "Don't worry Malfoy, I have the next to movies right here and we can finish watching them tomorrow or some..." But Malfoy had grabbed the case of the second movie and was protesting that he wanted to finish it today and now in fact. Harry finally gave in and slid in the second DVD. Draco sat up straight and watched the movie attentively, hugging a sliver pillow to himself. About 45 minutes into the movie the blonde had begun to snore and fell onto Harry's shoulder. The raven haired boy glance at his watch: 2:51. He clicked off the TV and DVD player and attempted to rouse the blonde boy, who only seemed to grip Harry's sleeve tighter. So Harry picked up the rather light slytherin and carried him into the bedroom. He pulled apart the covers and gently placed Draco into the bed. Only now did it occur to him that he could have left Draco on the couch and taken the bed for himself as Draco would have done, but it was to late now anyways. So the dark haired boy slowly turned to head for the door but there was a tug at his arm and a slender hand slid into his own.
"You can stay tonight" whispered Draco, obviously still mostly asleep with his eyes half closed. "Go on then you git, get in" Draco finished and then closed his eyes sinking back into the pillows. Harry sighed and pulled off his jeans leaving him in his boxers and T-shirt. He headed to the other side of the bed and pulled back the covers, sliding himself in between the sheets. The bed felt marvelous after so long on that damned couch. Harry closed his eyes as he heard the shuffle of the blonde boy rolling over, his back to Harry.
Things continued smoothly for three weeks, by then there was only one month left until school started and they could leave their little prison, and both boys were itching to leave this horrible monotony that had become their lives. Draco was sick of cooking and was in a bad mood and was so bored one day that he decided to start a fight with Harry for no apparent reason. "I am so sick of cooking for you! I have to do it every single day!" Draco said angrily, though the truth was he now only cooked about 4 times a week thanks to Harry. The dark haired boy fumed at this and said "You do not! I made sure of that!" Draco pretended like he hadn't heard that and continued "And you never take me out to eat! I have to stay here and be bored all day long with only you for company!" Harry was taken aback by this; he thought Malfoy sounded like and angry house wife. He laughed at this and said "Well if it's such a big deal dear then I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow night, be sure to dress fancy" Draco sneered at him and said "Well that's a little better". Harry laughed a little more and said "You do realize your going to have to wear the dress again". "Like I said it's well worth it to get out of this place for a change!" Draco huffed and stalked out of the living room and into the bedroom, slamming the door.
Harry was a bit taken aback by the sudden argument, he had done nothing to provoke Malfoy, maybe he was just under to much pressure. Harry would fix that; he would take him out to a fancy restaurant. He picked up the phone and dialed the number for the operator, who gave him the name of an expensive Italian restaurant that seemed to be nice. Harry called the place and made reservations, then jotted down the address and stuffed the paper in his pocket. He had to go think of some charms to change his appearance before tomorrow.
The next day after breakfast Harry informed Draco that they where leaving at seven so to be ready by then. Draco smirked at him and nodded. By five Draco was in the pool of a bathtub in their bathroom pampering himself. 'I'm going to have some fun tonight' Draco thought, 'Playing around with Potter should be fun, I'm going to make him drool tonight, that's what he gets for making Draco Malfoy where a pink dress!'. He mumbled bitterly to himself on the thought of that stupid dress. He was going to make Potter pay for making him wear that dress, along with having himself a little fun. He was going to use his best advantage, his looks. As much as he hated that stupid muggle dress, he was going to use it to his advantage tonight, a Malfoy always looked good after all, and if he was damned to wear that dress he was gonna look good and knock Potter senseless.
After carefully shampooing and conditioning his white blonde locks, Draco lifted himself out of the bathtub and with a flick of his wand he drained its contents. He wrapped a long fluffy green towel around himself and stared into the foggy mirror. He lifted his wand and did a drying charm on his hair and then his body, followed by a conditioning charm on his hair to make it more sleek and shiny. Draco let the towel drop to the floor and pulled on a pair of tight silver boxers, then held up the pale pink dress. He could not believe he was about to put the stupid thing on again, Draco Malfoy was not a cross dresser, but he desperately wanted to go out. Harry Potter would pay for this. Draco slid on the dress and looked into the mirror. It needed a few adjustments so the blonde took out his wand and pointed to the dress, instantly two slits formed on either side running scandalously close to his thighs, he then put another spell on the dress which made it cling to his body in all the right places. He put on the pink pumps for the second time and looked into the mirror again. He was one sexy looking man in a pink dress, besides the fact that he was flat chested, but so what, who needs a girl who has breasts bigger then her head and her brain for that matter, in fact who need girls at all? But that was a whole different argument.
Draco checked the time, it was five 5 minutes to seven. He headed out the door of the bathroom and into the living room.
Harry checked his watch, it was six o'clock. Luckily he had showered before because now Draco was hogging the bathroom and would presumably do so until it was time to leave. So Harry decided he better get ready, he walked to stand in front of the mirror and pointed his wand to his face. He did a charm to remove his glasses and set in a sort of magical contact lens. He vanished his scar and then made him self about a foot taller; he finished off by straightening his hair with a complicated charm and then adding brown streaks in it. He needed to be disguised after all.
The now not-so-dark haired boy pulled on a pair of black trousers and a plain grey t-shirt with a black dress jacket over it. When he checked his watch again it was 15 minutes to seven and so he headed to the living room to wait for Draco.
As Draco strode into the living room he spotted Harry on the couch and shot him a grin. The other boy's mouth had fallen open at the sight of Draco, the blonde was very pleased with this reaction and said "Well then, let's go" and Harry snapped out of his trance and got up to call a taxi. Of course Draco was also taken aback by Harry's appearance. The boy had spectacular emerald eyes that where always hidden behind those thick chunks of glass that he had always noticed, but Harry had removed those obscene spectacles for the night and Draco now had a better view in which to admire those great sparkling emerald orbs. The boy had also managed to tame his hair, Draco wasn't sure which he liked better, they both looked good but one was more Harry-ish and one was not. Either way the Boy did look good, almost as sexy as Draco, but not quite.
Harry returned from the kitchen and said "The car should be here soon, we just have to wait up here until then". The dark haired boy sat down next to Draco on the couch and waited. After a few minutes of complete silence Draco turned his head toward Harry and asked "So where are we going?" "To this Italian place, it sounds good" he replied. Draco nodded in return and began to gaze fixedly at the fire which continued to roar in the large brick fireplace. Harry began to pick lint off of his trousers, trying hard not to pay attention to the blonde boy sitting next to him. Soon the awkward silence was broken by the phone's shrill ring and Harry shot up to answer it.
"Okay let's go Malfoy" Harry said and held the door of the flat open for the boy. Draco walked through the door and sneered at Harry who stepped out and closed the door behind him, then proceeded to summon the elevator. "Always the gentlemen Potter" Draco drawled with a smirk, "You know you can't call me 'Malfoy' if we are supposed to be a couple out on a romantic dinner". "Yes dear" Harry replied, Malfoy was obviously still bitter about their argument (which was pointless and had no base and Malfoy had started it in the first place!). "I prefer Draco, you know, my given name" the blonde drawled as the elevator clinked to a stop at their floor. The blonde stepped in followed by Harry which pressed the button to the main floor. "Fine then Draco dear" Harry said. The Blonde boy just glared haughtily at Harry and resumed looking bored, although he was rather exited, he had never been to either a muggle or Italian restaurant before, in fact he had never been to many restaurants at all besides social gatherings.
Harry walked out the elevator and out the building towards the yellow Taxi cab that was waiting for them at the curb. He held the door open for Draco who slid in gracefully and crossed his legs, followed by Harry. Harry noticed the eye of the cab driver, a large middle-aged bearded man, on Draco; he was watching the blonde with an unmistakable look in his dark eyes. Harry handed the driver the address and said loudly "Here please" and with that he placed and arm around Draco's bare shoulders and glared at the driver who nodded and began to drive, shooting occasional glances at Malfoy and his long silky legs. Harry felt a possessive urge to show the man that this was his property and to keep his eyes away from it. He placed his hand on Draco's knee and pulled him closer, still glaring at the driver angrily, who noticed and at once averted his eyes. Draco gave Harry an odd bewildered look at the contact and Harry loosened his arm around the boy, remembering just now that this wasn't his property, though he kept the possessive contact with him, still glared at the driver daring him to look again.
When they got to the restaurant Draco got out and Harry paid the driver and then got of the cab too. Draco turned to Harry and raised a questioning eyebrow but Harry just shook his head and took Draco's arm, leading him inside the restaurant. They walked over to the hostess and Harry said " Reservation for the Evans party please" and the woman looked down her list and looked back and smiled "Right this way please" .She lead them to a both in a corner beside a window with a lovely view of a lake. Draco slid into the both followed by Harry and the hostess handed them both long menus.
Draco opened his menu and decided on a Ravioli Harry could not pronounce and Harry decided on the same thing. When the waitress came they ordered and Harry asked for a bottle of red wine. The lady smiled and said "Special occasion?" Draco smiled up at her and said "Yes, it's our six year anniversary" and patted Harry's hand which lay on the table. The lady smiled back and winked at them "Well you two make a very handsome couple if you don't mind me saying so". The blonde smiled at the women and said "Thank you" as she went to place their orders. Harry turned to Draco and raised an eyebrow. The blonde boy smirked and said "Six years since we first met dear" and they both began to laugh.
The bottle of wine was brought to the table slowly after and their glasses were filled. Draco lifted his to his lips and said "Trying to get me drunk now are we Potter?" Harry smirked and said "Maybe, Draco" and he hoped Malfoy had taken the hint to use first names. "Well Harry, Frankly I can't say I mind" the blonde boy say and took a long sip from his cup. He threw a grin at Harry and said "Well I'm not going to be the only drunken sod now am I?" Harry laughed and said "Not if I have any say in it" and took a gulp from his own glass.
The two boy's continued to joke in a friendly atmosphere until then food came and then Began to savor the steaming food before them. The fresh air had definitely lightened Draco's mood and for that Harry was grateful. The boy actually seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit, Harry was too, but he doubted either of them would ever admit to enjoying each others company if they could help it. The food was wonderful and after they had finished their dinners and most of the bottle of wine, Harry ordered chocolate mousse. "But Harry I'm to full for desert" the blonde complained and then teased "You wouldn't want me to get fat now would you?" Harry laughed and said "We can get the mousse to go, but we are still getting it, that stuff is way to good to pass on" he then leaned in closer and mock-whispered "And dear, I'm not one bit worried about your figure, its lovely, especially in that dress" he then winked at the blonde who giggled a bit.
They both had one more cup of wine each and headed out of the restaurant. Harry handed Draco the Chocolate Mousse and headed to the hostess's desk and asked for her to call them a cab which she did. They both headed out to wait for the cab when Draco spotted a liquor store "You know we could use some of that at home" Draco said pointing at the store "It could help loads with all the boredom". Harry grinned and said "I think your right". He stretched his arm out to Draco and the blonde took it. Arm in arm, the awkward pair made their way to the store, both walking a bit lopsided due to all the wine they had had. They walked in and Harry grabbed a case of the stuff they had had on the train and brought it to the counter. The man behind the counter, a tall man with dark hazel eyes and short black hair, eyed them suspiciously as if he was about to ask for I.D but then he caught site of Draco and said "That'll be $6.85". Harry produced a ten dollar bill and handed it over to the man who was still watching Draco as he gazed around at the assortment of liquors. This was getting on Harry's nerves, every man they had come across was staring at Draco and it was starting to piss Harry off. The man clumsily handed Harry's change and Harry pocketed it. He then grabbed the bottles and took hold of Draco's waist. The blonde boy looked at him startled and then smiled and allowed himself to be lead out of the store with Harry's arm draped around his waist protectively.
When they got out the Taxi was just arriving and this time the driver was a tall young man with sandy colored hair and blue eyes. He was also eyeing Draco. Harry gave a small aggravated grunt and got into the bright yellow car stating the direction of their flat. Draco took his seat next to Harry and stared blankly out the window. After a few minutes of driving, Draco's gaze wandered toward the mirror where, surprise surprise, the young man was eyeing him. He looked sideways at Harry who was watching the young man with a malicious look. Draco smirked and leaned over for a to the window for a brief second, accidentally-on purpose making the hem of the powder pink dress rise scandalously high, exposing a pale thigh. Draco glanced at the mirror and saw the driver greedily eyeing the newly exposed skin. He smirked and turned to whisper in Harry's ear "Let's give this man a show Harry; he seems to be quite interested in watching me after all". Harry looked at the blonde who winked at him and leaned towards him saying "Come on, lets play with him". Harry smirked, he was getting pissed off at this man and he might as well do it, it was a good alternative to pumling him. Harry leaned towards Draco and began to kiss his neck gently; lips barely making contact with the skin, the blonde turned his head to expose more of his pale throat to Harry. Draco sighed and placed Harry's Hand on his knee and winked at him, instructing him what to do. Harry hesitated a moment and then slowly began to run his hand up the length of Draco's leg. The next time his face pressed against Draco's neck his lips met the silky skin and he began to kiss it, running his tongue along it and tracing small patterns with it. Then Harry slid his hand all the way up Draco's thigh and underneath the dress. Harry sneaked a look at the driver who's mouth was gaping open and he smirked into Draco's neck and. He reached his hand a little further and Draco opened his legs, making Harry give a short laugh. The blonde was extremely devious, and a good actor too. Draco gave a small moan and the man seemed to be breaking out into a sweat.
The car gave a sudden swerve and stopped, knocking Harry's hand sideways underneath the dress, knocking into something hot and hard. Harry didn't have time to show his shock as the driver's shaky voice said "We're h-here" and Harry quickly grabbed some money and paid the driver, hoping out of the cab and into the building followed by Draco. They both got into the elevator, Draco carrying the box of bottles. "That was brilliant!" Draco said laughing, "Did you see the look on that man's face!" Harry gave a short laugh too; apparently Draco had not felt where Harry's hand had slipped since he had removed it so fast, seeing as he was acting completely unaware. "He was sweating and gulping and everything!" Draco cackled. "Ya" Harry said shakily, "We should have told him you weren't a girl before we left, imagine is face then". Draco gave another burst of laughter obviously picturing it. Harry joined in the laughter too, feeling more at ease as the doors opened and they entered the flat.
The blonde boy pulled out two bottles from the case and sat on the couch where Harry joined him. He handed Harry a bottle and then pulled out his wand and re-lit the fire. Harry gazed out of the large window; it was dark now and the stars shown brightly against the black night sky. He looked at his watch, no wonder, it was 12:57. He then reached his wand up and removed the charm for his scar, his hair and his height, but Draco said "You look much better without the old lady glasses Potter, just leave that charm on" so he did. They both popped open their bottles of cold white drink and began to gulp it down.
Draco realized he was still wearing the hideous dress and threw the pink pumps off and into the corner. "Uhh I hate this dress" He said. "But you look so sexy in it" Harry teased "Pink is definitely your color". The blonde glared at him and said "Why don't you try wearing it and those pump, you wouldn't be laughing then, I'll tell you that". Harry considered that and replied "No way, that's cruel and unusual punishment". "Well duhh, and I have to go through it!" Draco replied. Harry said "Well then you ought to burn that silly thing". The blonde grinned and said "That's exactly what I'll do". He set his now empty bottle on the table and stood up; he pulled of the dress and then headed to the fireplace. He threw the dress into the flames which rose and crackled as it burned. Draco turned to Harry and exclaimed "That is the last time I ever wear a dress again!"
He put his hands on his hips and smirked at Harry. The raven-haired boy took off his dress jacket and tossed it at him "Go put some cloths on Malfoy". The blonde boy grinned and strutted off towards the bedroom clad in his silver boxers and holding Harry's dress jacket. Harry noticed for the first time that there was a thin silver chain on Draco's neck and on it was what appeared to be a ring of some sorts with glittering specks of green on it. He wondered if the boy had always worn this and how he had failed to notice before.
Harry looked up to see Draco waltz back into the room, now wearing a black t-shirt and gray silk pajama pants. He grabbed two more bottles of liquor and sat back down next to Harry. "So..." Draco said, "Only a month left until school starts huh", "Ya" Harry replied. "We'll finally be able to leave this place and go back to our normal lives!" Draco said happily. Harry's eyes settled on the carpet and he muttered "Yep, our normal lives, our own lives" He felt a little put down as he thought about it, he was starting to get used to Draco's company now, was he going to miss him when he was gone? Could he miss that intolerable git?
Draco let out a soft sigh as he took in Harry's words. They would be going back to their own lives, their own friends; would they go back to their old rivalry? The blonde smiled and took a deep swig of his drink, those where the good days when he still thought his father held all the answers and that Voldemort was his only ambition. Those days where gone now, they where just illusions, all his beliefs. Maybe he would start anew, he had no more of a reason to be so nasty and he was less ignorant now, maybe he would become.... Well he had no idea what he would become, but it would be something different than he used to be, something better perhaps. Maybe he would.
Harry turned to look at Draco; the blonde was gazing into the fire, his gray and ice blue eyes cold and steely. "Malfoy?" he ventured. The blonde snapped back into reality and looked at Harry, his eyes now a warm gray blue color and he gave him a small smile. "Why can't you just transfigure me my own bed??" Harry asked. Draco burst out with laughter and said "I thought I told you Potter, its fun to let you suffer" Harry looked at him warily, not amused. "Alright, alright Potter. Well first it doesn't fit into the room, and second I've tried. It doesn't work fro some reason. Maybe it's some stupid rule about not being able to transfigure two objects that big or something...." Harry looked at him confused. "I don't know either Potter, but it's not possible at the moment. Sorry" Draco said.
"Well then" Harry said putting down his empty bottle on the floor, he looked up at Draco and yelled "I get it!!!" and dashed across the living room into the bedroom. He slammed the door and jumped onto the bed laughing. "Alohamora" came a voice from outside the door and it swung open. Draco smirked at him and said "Did you forget I could do that Potter? Now the bed is mine"
"Says who"
"Me now shoo, get off my bed Potter"
"No" Harry replied smirking.
"Yes" said Draco, the corner's of his mouth raising, a smile playing on his lips.
"You can't make me" Harry said, grinning even wider now
"Oh yes I can"
"Nope"
"Watch me' Draco said and raised his wand, attempting to levitate Harry off the bed, but Harry had already shielded himself and called out "expeliarmus!". Draco's wand flew out of his hand across the floor, the blonde threw Harry mock angry look and grinned. The next thing Harry knew, Draco had lunged at him and knocked his wand out of his hand, but Harry was to quick for him and rolled him over in an instant, getting on top of him and grinning, "I get the bed" he said. Draco did some quick movements and before Harry knew it he was on his back and Draco was straddling him and pinning down his wrists "Wrong again Potter, I get the bed".
It continued as such until both boy's lay on their backs, spread eagle and panting, completely out of breath. "Fine" Draco wheezed, "We both get the bed tonight". Both boys crawled under the covers of the bed as Draco shut off the light and they where fast asleep and snoring in less than five minutes.
The following day they watched the second LOTR movie. Draco was completely absorbed in it; he seemed to love the movie just as much as Harry did. They stayed up late watching it and the third movie (Draco was very insistent) and when they went to bed they where completely exaughsted, but neither seemed to be able to sleep. "Harry?......Harrrryyy" Draco called as he lay with his eyes open in the dark, staring up at the bed canopy, "You asleep Harry?". "Yes" came Harry's muffled answer. Draco snorted and said "Can't sleep?", "Not with you thrashing around over there". "Oh good me neither" he replied cheerily. Harry groaned but Draco ignored him and began to talk, "Hey do you think that legolas fellow looks like my dad?, I mean the face has a little resemblance but that hair..." Harry was about to yell 'no!' crossly but when he thought about, he did look like Lucius, "Ya.." Harry murmured, thinking it over a bit more, "But so do you" he added. "And you know that guy, the advisor to the king , he reminds me of Snape...", "yep" said Draco.
The two boys talked about LOTR, then about Hogwarts, then about their last couple of years at Hogwarts, and Harry told Draco his whole story in return for his. After that there was a brief moment of silence as Draco thought it all over in his head, he then called to Harry, but all he heard was the boy's heavy breathing : he had fallen asleep. Draco turned over and soon he was asleep too.