Chapter 11

In Your Right Body

When Harry awoke the next day, he expected it to be a dream - that everything would have been a figment of his imagination. What he hadn't expected was for it to be real. When he awoke, Draco was still wrapped around him, topless and very much in a deep sleep. Harry poked Draco to make sure he was real and pinched himself to be sure he wasn't dreaming. When he was sure it was all real he gently made to wake Draco, who wasn't too happy about it.

"No, no, let me sleep," he whined. He pulled Harry closer and fell right back asleep. Harry whimpered softly at the movement, swearing Draco did that on purpose. He spotted Shadow across the room and called her over. The cat jumped on Draco and went about licking him awake. "No, sto-op," Draco whined opening his eyes. "Shadow," he glared. He rolled over on his back, causing Shadow to fall to the ground. Harry scooted to lie on his side and stared down at Draco. "Morning, Harry," Draco blushed, recalling what they'd done and he'd said last night.

"Are you embarrassed Draco," Harry smirked.

"No," Draco lied.

"So why are you blushing,"

"Um,"

"Liar," Harry laughed. He leaned down to kiss Draco, who willingly kissed back. He licked the boys lips and Draco open his mouth letting Harry's tongue snake in. Harry was this close to popping the button on Draco's pants when the door to his study opened, revealing Snape, Hermione, Ron, and Blaise.

"Remind me to take you two swimming," Hermione muttered upon seeing both boys topless. Ron glared at her. Harry and Draco just looked annoyed and horny.

"And why is that," Harry asked, making a point to stay where he was, on top of Draco.

"Because you look positively delicious with no shirt on," Hermione replied. "Both of you,"

"I must agree," Blaise smiled, eyes glazed over.

"Hermione," Ron hissed. "Eww,"

"Yes, well I have more important things than to indulge Miss Granger's fantasy," Snape cut in, rolling his eyes. "I have the potion here, if anyone cares to know," he added. "I'm not too sure how long it will take for the effects to take root, but I'm pretty sure it's immediately," he stared at the boys, who had still not moved. "Harry, get off of Draco, now!" he demanded.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes!"

"But…,"

"NOW!" Snape snarled. Both boys got up, mumbling curses at the man. "I can see you wasted no time in waiting once he was 16," he added in a more amused tone.

"I think you owe me sixty galleons, Severus," Hermione smiled. Snape glared at her. "Later then," she added, scared. Snape nodded, handing the potion to Draco, who just stared at it.

"Would you drink it already," Snape growled. "We don't have an eternity," Draco uncorked the bottle and downed it in one gulp, complaining loudly about the taste. Almost instantly he started to change. Everyone watched on in awe as his hair grew, his form filling out and limbs stretching until Draco once again reached the 5 foot 8 inches his eighteen year-old self had possessed. When it was finished, Harry re sized Draco's clothes then just stood there staring at him.

"So, your all back to your right age then," Snape asked.

"Yup," Draco smiled. He twirled on the spot and stopped in front of Harry. He pulled said boy to him, the darker haired wrapping his arms around Draco's waist and lifting him in the air. Snape rolled his eyes, and smiled, Ron gagged, Blaise pouted and Hermione awed.

Harry put Draco down again, and pulled the blonde against his chest, their lips crushing together. Draco's arms came to wrap around Harry's neck, one hand curling in to his hair. Harry moaned softly.

"Thank Merlin," Snape mumbled. "I've waited a bloody three years to see that,"

"You and me both," Hermione agreed.

"Lucky duck," Blaise huffed.

Later on that day, Harry invited everyone to stay for dinner. Seeing as no one had left anyway, it was easy to round everyone up. Feeling in quite the cheery mood, Harry made Draco's favorite. He fixed steak, macaroni, stuffed cornbread, mashed potatoes and, of course, a little Firewhisky. Snape sat at the head of the table with Harry to his right and Blaise to his left. Draco was of course next to Harry and Hermione and Ron sat on Blaise's left. They ate in a slow manner as if no one wanted to leave.

"So, Sev, what is this I hear about a bet," Draco asked, staring down his godfather.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Snape replied.

"What, am I hearing things now?" Draco huffed.

"Possibly," Snape smirked at him, wiping his mouth. "Lucius was a bit of a loon, so who's to say you're not,"

"Oh honestly," Hermione scowled, annoyed with her former professor. "We made a bet on whether or not you'd actually wait until Draco was sixteen to jump him. Severus said you'd do it before, but I gave you the B.O.D---"

"B.O.D," Draco whispered.

"Benefit of The Doubt," Harry chuckled.

"---I figured you could wait," Hermione finished.

"Yes, well, you know what I think," Ron added. "I don't think you should be betting on your best's friend's love life,"

"Thank you Ron," Harry said amused.

"Your welcome, Harry," Ron replied. "Cause I of course would never do such a thing ,"

"Of course not, Ron,"

"Ron, shut up and eat," Hermione glared at him.

After dinner, everyone went to sit in the living room. Harry found himself between Blaise and Draco on the couch but somehow couldn't have cared less. How could he when Draco was squarely planted in his lap, kissing his neck like he was? Snape, who was sitting in the arm chair near the fire, was trying to no avail to get Draco to behave.

"Can you two not keep your hands off of each other?" he asked, obviously irritated. For an answer, Draco slid one hand up Harry shirt, straddling him in the process. Harry's head fell backwards, as he stared up at the sky, panting. His fingers dug into the couch as he tried not to make a sound. By the movements Draco's hand was making, and not to mentions his hips, it was quite obvious he was purposely trying to make Harry moan out loud. One would also think Blaise would have moved from his spot next to them but he made no move to do so at all. He just watched with blatant want.

"You know, there's this thing called a bedroom that you could do that in," Ron gagged, wishing he could look a way but he couldn't. It was one of those, "it's so disturbing but I have to look" things.

"I motion that they stay where they are," Hermione added.

"Honestly, Hermione," Ron hissed. "You're so…"

"So what," Hermione said, raising her brow at her boyfriend.

"Nothing," Ron corrected quickly.

"Draco, I don't think your godfather should have to see this," Snape tried again. Draco continued to ignore him. Instead, he played with the button on Harry's pants. He liked how every time his hand ventured near Harry's pants, Harry would push up into his hand and practically beg for it. Draco also like the fact that he was begging, which also meant he wasn't anywhere near silent anymore.

"Gah, Draco, please," Harry moaned.

"I've had enough of this!" Snape growled, standing and stomping over to Draco and Harry. He grabbed Draco by the collar and pulled him backwards, dropping him unceremoniously on the floor.

"SEV!" Draco shouted. "What's your problem?"

"My problem, MY PROBLEM" Snape shouted. "My problem is I can't stand to watch you molest your boyfriend in front of me. It's disturbing,"

"You…just…jealous," Harry panted trying to regain his composure. "You can't stand to watch me and Draco because you have unfilled sexual desires. I vote you stop taking your sexual frustrations out on us," Harry smirked at the look on Snape face and pulled Draco back into his lap. Snape sat back down, looking flabbergasted for a moment before scowling.

"I believe you've struck a nerve," Draco chuckled as he played with Harry shirt button.

"Not that it even matters but the person of my liking, I know for a fact, doesn't want me," Snape huffed.

"And who's that," Ron asked. Snape glanced around the room and noticed everyone was watching.

"That's information I'm not to inclined to release at the moment," he replied.

"Must you sound as if you're always on trial Sev?" Draco scowled. "Were asking who you like, not if you shot the sheriff,"

"Well the thing is he…"

"He…" Hermione raised a brow.

"Yes he's, is a bit younger than I,"

"Age is nothing but a number," Harry added.

"You would say that," Blaise mumbled.

"Yeah well, he doesn't want an old man like me,"

"You never know till you try. Just tell us his name," Draco coaxed. Snape mumbled something and Draco and everyone else, struggled to listen. "What was that?"

"Zabini," Snape said load. "Blaise Zabini,"

A/N: Hey people. Here's the next chapter. MWHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA! I love this chapter. It's awesome. It took me forever to update though cause i wrote an extra long chapter, just for you all. Well i'm going to Walmart with my friends so review and then next chapter should be out tommorrow.

A/N(2): This was always a good chapter because annoying Snape is always fun.