DISCLAMER: I own nothing; everything belongs to J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury etc.

WARNINGS: This will be slash of the Draco/Harry variety. Other pairings include: Hermione/Ron, Lupin/Snape, others may come later.

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Chapter 2: Orange sweaters and green corduroy trousers

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Harry hadn't made it to school that day, by the time he thought to check the time it was too late, he'd already missed his first two classes. So instead he opted to stay home and talk to Malfoy about his sudden appearance in his flat.

They talked for a few hours about what they had been doing since the War. Draco had been surprised to hear that Harry was attending a muggle school, especially since he knew that Harry had once dreamed of being an auror or a professional Quidditch player. "Neither of those things would have given me the privacy that I wanted." Was Harry's only reply before quickly changing the subject back to Draco's experiences of the past two years. Somehow their conversation moved from innocent topics like 'what will you do when you grow up' to relationships. Harry squirmed in his seat. It's not that he was ashamed or anything, but he didn't know how Draco would react when he found out that Harry was gay. "So Potter, have a special girl in your life at the moment?" Draco drawled the dreaded question.

Harry decided there'd be no point lying to Draco about his preference and said simply, "Not since Cho Chang. Although there was a guy, we broke up a few weeks ago. He was getting a bit intense." Harry said, defiantly staring Draco in the eye, as if daring him to say something. Draco merely nodded and said "Me too".

"Huh?" Harry was shocked; he couldn't have heard him properly, had he just said that he was gay too?

"Yes Potter, you heard correctly. I too am gay, and proud of it; although, it did manage to get me disinherited. I thought everyone knew about it. There was a huge scandal back in sixth year." Harry tried to remember hearing about Draco's sexual preference but came up empty. It seemed that as usual, he was unaware of something very important which had evidently been right under his nose. Harry blushed as he remembered some of the more dirty fantasies which he had indulged many times after lights out.

Meanwhile, as Harry was processing this new information, Draco was too considering some of his more sordid thought. Well, it seems that he may be able to act on those now that he knew what he did. He looked over at Harry, he was still adorably clueless, his hair all mussed and his horrific glasses added to the effect. It was then that Draco noticed the abomination that Harry was sporting. Draco took in the long sleeved orange sweater and green corduroy trousers, obviously several sizes too big and Harry's worn sneakers and filthy laces. Right, Draco thought, tomorrow we go shopping. This boy needs serious help. Draco considered his own wardrobe; it was considerably smaller as he had only brought two suitcases of clothes with him. He'd need some new clothes too. Making a mental list of everything they'd need he planned their trip, before realising that he didn't know where to go. He decided that he may as well buy muggle clothes as it appeared he'd be staying for a while, or as long as he could convince Harry to let him stay. "Potter," Draco began, breaking Harry out of his thoughts, "we're going shopping tomorrow." Harry snorted at this; Draco's commanding nature hadn't diminished over the years obviously. "Where do we go to find suitable clothes?"

"We?" Harry questioned. First of all he invites himself to live in my flat and now he's taking me shopping?

"Yes, Potter, 'we'. If what you are wearing now is any indication of your wardrobe you will need a complete style overhaul." Draco replied seriously. "I cannot be seen with you in such appalling attire, tomorrow you will wear some of my clothes, we're about the same size so it should be okay"

"Yes, sir" Harry replied sarcastically. "And what's wrong with my clothes?" He looked down at his outfit, he wore stuff like this all the time, no one had ever complained before.

Malfoy simply sighed loudly and looked disgustedly at Harry before changing the subject, some people would never learn.

Later that evening Harry and Draco had relocated to the couch in front of the TV and were currently watching Harry's favourite show, The Simpson's. Although Draco didn't get most of the references he still found the show mildly amusing, especially the character of Bart. They were interrupted from their show by a buzzing from the intercom. At the noise Draco jumped, Harry laughed at Draco's reaction and ducked his head when Draco sent him a searing glare. Harry went to the intercom to see who it was. "Hello?" He asked.

"Harry! We missed you at school today and thought you'd go into withdrawal if you didn't see us, so we decided to pop on over." came the hyperactive response of his best friend Drew. Drew was studying the same course as Harry at uni and they had met there and become friends over the past two years. He had a slightly maniacal personality, but that's what Harry liked about him. He was so open and carefree, he could make anything fun. Drew stood at a six feet tall, slightly taller than Harry and he currently had black and purple streaked hair, startlingly blue eyes and a wide happy smile. Harry smirked to himself; he wondered how his friends would react to seeing Draco in his flat. They were always trying to set him up with someone but had yet to find someone that Harry truly liked. Harry pushed down the button to allow his friends access to the building, "Come on up guys."

"Who is it?" questioned Draco as he wandered over to the front door, where Harry stood.

"A few friends of mine from school." Was Harry's only response. Draco was getting worried at the strange glint in Harry's eyes, just what exactly was wrong with these friends he wondered. However, he didn't have long to ponder as he heard a rumble of feet coming up the stairs to the flat. Harry opened the door and allowed his friends through. Five of them had come to 'visit', although Harry knew it really meant, 'bum round at Harry's drinking beer'.

Draco took in the five young men who stormed into Harry's flat and immediately made themselves at home; they had yet to see him, as he was hidden behind Harry. Harry pulled Draco from his hiding place and a silence fell over the group. "Guys, this is Draco, he'll be staying with me for a while." Grins broke out on all members of the group, they shared not-so-secret looks and immediately began to introduce themselves and interrogate Harry as to where he had found such a 'gem'.

"Hi Draco, I'm Cory" said a slightly short boy. He wore a preppy outfit, worn jeans, a green T-shirt and a woollen vest. Cory went round the group introducing them to Draco, they each waved in response. "That big fellow over there is Luke," Luke had long brown hair gathered in a leather thong, he was heavily muscled and was very tall; Draco estimated he was six foot three. Not someone you'd want to meet in a dark alley. But Draco's inhibitions were left unfounded as a large cheerful grin formed on his face, making him appear much friendlier. Cory continued around the group, "That's crazy guy over there trying to steal Harry's beer is Drew." (As it turned out Harry had more than one secret stash of alcohol – Draco was a bit worried about this drinking habits and he made a mental note to look for possible signs of alcoholism).

Drew removed his head from the fridge, "I'm just borrowing" He replied and waved at Draco. "Those two are the twins", Cory said indicating at the remaining two members, "that ones Seth and that's Damian. You can tell them apart by their eyes, Damian has one green eye and the other is blue. Seth's eyes are both blue." Both boys had wavy brown hair and had tanned skin with a small spattering of freckles over the bridge of their noses.

A few hours later, we find our boys sprawled across Harry's living room; two have passed out from having too much to drink while the others are taking turns at telling their sexploits. Currently it was Damian's turn. "Okay, well last week I met this totally hot guy. Completely drool worthy. You know the type: dark hair, dark eyes, and friendly, slightly tanned. How could I resist? We decided to meet at that new bar in town – the Spitfire or something, and somehow we ended up at his place ripping clothes off each other like there was no tomorrow." Draco looked on amused by these guys' activities which they apparently got up to on a regular basis. Draco himself was no saint but he certainly didn't have any stories which could live up to these. Draco chanced a glance at Harry who looked similarly amused. It seemed that they had these 'bonding' sessions quite often. Damian caught the look and halted his tale to ask, "So what's going on with you guys anyway?" Draco was caught off guard by the question, Harry came to his rescue. "Damian," he practically hissed (Draco was reminded that Harry was a parseltongue and an image flashed in his mind of Harry doing naughty things with his tongue), Draco shook his head to clear the image. Here was Harry trying to dispel the idea that they were a couple and he was having sordid fantasies about the exact same thing.

"What?" Damian's replied, "You are two extremely shaggable guys, living in the same flat. Are we supposed to believe that your relationship is completely platonic?"

"Yes, actually. I know that everything revolves around sex for you, but could you get your mind out of the gutter for once. Isn't that right Draco?" Harry looked expectantly at Draco. Draco would have answered had he not been slightly occupied with fantasies, featuring a very naked Harry Potter.

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A/N: Well there's chapter two. Hopefully it was alright, I spent a lot of time introducing the five guys, next chapter more action. Things to look out for: Draco experiences more sordid fantasies featuring leather clad Harry, Harry and Draco go shopping, Harry's reaction and maybe a cameo from Lupin and Snape.