A/n: Thankies for the reviews! Yeah I'm back…I kinda thought I'd be gone longer. W/e. Anyway better answer the two latest reviews:
Hydeist: HYDE RULES! -plays his new cd—happily eats your cookie- Thanks for your support!
FearoA: In this private school there is only three years instead of four. First year – 16 (Freshman) , Second- 17 (Junior) and Third – 18 (Senior). Harry is innocent (maybe a little naïve) but not idiotic.
Nail polish thing happens to me a lot.
I love you for calling my boys hot.
I can't tell you, Fear. It will ruin for the other fangirls. But…you can ask my friend Red Rose. Harass her w/ emails. Lol.
Mine is 10. He's a brat & wouldn't touch 'sexgodness' w/ a 10 ft pole.
Ok so you've been asking for Harry/Draco here it is! Now please put your tray tables up and enjoy the flight.
Chapter Five: Sunny Days in the Showers
It had been two months now. Harry had decided his second week that he wanted to live in the dorms, instead of having Adrien pick him up every day. So far dorm life had been interesting. Well…everything is interesting when you're roommates are Davis and Seamus:
"Harry, are you SURE you don't want us coming with you to the Bathing Room?" Seamus asked again.
"No, Seamus. Unlike Davis, everyone doesn't want to be touched by you."
"C'mon, Harry…" whined Seamus; he nudged young Potter. "Let me be your first."
"No. Listen I need a shower. I'll see you guys later. Bye."
"Bye, Har!" waved Davis energetically.
Bathing Room had over 20 open showers, 10 pool-sized bath tubs, and around 15 closed off showers for those who had privacy issues. You could also do laundry; get a haircut, etc.
Shedding his clothes, Harry neatly folded them and placed them into a locker. Wrapping a towel around his waist, Harry just strolled around at first; tried to get used to be surrounded by so many naked bodies. Finally he settled on an open shower. It was secluded but not private. Harry still missed his dorm's shower:
"But this isn't so bad." spoke Harry to himself.
Hot water rained from a silver nozzle: steam hugged Harry's small but slender body, it seemed to increase his body temperature. Shampoo smelled of chocolate dipped strawberries, body wash reeked of peaches. Harry licked his lips. Taking a shower always made him hungry:
"Hello, love."
Two words spoken directly in his ear were so low and huskily. Harry was no longer alone, but he didn't mind, this firm body pressed against his appeared in his dreams every night. Draco Malfoy. A name with so much seduction & desire dripping from it, that just a small encounter could cause Harry to drown in him for months:
"Draco…"
"So you remembered my name. Here, let me do your back…unless… your front needs some attention?"
"No-o, please wash my back."
His hands were sparks. Sparks that could send electricity anywhere on Harry's body, by one simple stroke. That's all Harry needed to feel complete pleasure. Draco's hands washed their way down south. First came neck, shoulder blades, spins, hips then-:
"DRACO!" Harry called when he felt something probe his crevice.
"Relax, it will feel good." whispered Draco again but this time he licked the soft skin behind Harry's ear.
Sucking on his finger, Draco let it mix with warm water then steadily let his finger be succumb by Harry's tight muscles. Like a lazy kitten, horny Harry arched his back; mewling Draco's name. After attempting to move his finger a little, he entered another one and that's when-:
"IT'S SUNSHINE!"
Draco and Harry spun their heads around in horror. Owner of a high pitched yet male voice had opened the shower curtain: letting out not only steam but exposing the two boys (in an awfully erotic position) to their fellow classmates:
"What? OH SHIT! AHHH!"
This shaggy blonde haired boy had apparently just opened his eyes, just to look at Draco and Harry and run into the next shower. Harry blushed out of embarrassment. Showering was MUCH worse than fainting. Being seen getting fingered by a guy is MUCH worse than dying. That's why a very pissed off Harry was going to remove this so-called 'Sunshine's head from his shoulders:
"Draco, get your fingers out of my ass. NOW."
Draco shivered at his crush's murderous look, withdrawing his fingers the older blonde decided to catch Harry later. While Draco sped out of the Bathroom at Mach Five speed, Potter promptly stomped to the next shower; yanking open its shower curtain:
"MUST. WASH. GAYNESS. FROM. EYES!" whined Sunshine scrubbing his eyes.
"What the fuck is your problem!" yelled Harry.
Sunshine raised his eyebrow, tossed his single pink bang of the mass of blonde out of his eye and placed his finger on his chin in thought:
"Well I'm one of two straight guys who just walked in on you getting fingered by Draco 'Cocksucker' Malfoy. Lets just say I will never be the same. All because you and your goddamn hormones, Sunshine is feeling VERY UN-sunny!"
"Sunshine…isn't that the dude from 'Remember the Titans'?"
"Look who scores high on I.Q. test. Yes, ummm…what's your name?"
"Harry Potter."
"Ok, hairy pot, yes, that dude from 'Remember the Titans'."
"Isn't he gay?"
"IT WASN'T PROVEN!"
"Sure…"
Sunshine stepped out of the shower to dry himself. Harry followed him but as soon as Harry was fully dressed Sunshine appeared again:
"ITS SUNSHINE!"
"MUST YOU DO THAT EVERYTIME YOU GREET SOMEONE!"
"…Yes…"
The blonde grinned. Much to Harry's horror, he sported a pink polka dotted headband.
Nothing else…
……….he's naked, ok?...:
"GAHH! PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!", screamed Harry shielding his emerald eyes.
"Clothes? Clothes? Speak English! What is this 'clothes' you speak of?"
"…never mind, Sunshine."
"……YAH! ITS SUNSHINE TIME!"
Just like a bad, 'Friends'- remake pilot, Sunshine ran down the corridors singing 'Peanut Butter Jelly Time' loudly. Harry just sighed. Everyone here was barmy.
A/n: Sunshine is a dear friend of mine who wishes to be nude. I added him because this fanfic is random. Yesh, Draco will jump Harry soon. And yesh, Sunshine will do something completely unnecessary. Please review and ask question. School will be over soon so I'll update faster.
bunni kisses